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THE temperance crusader, PENFIELD, GEORGIA. Thursday Morning, May 6, 1858* correspondents of Uncle Dabney Jones will address him as heretofore at Palmetto, Ga. Our Trip to Jefferson. We have just returned from a soul-stirring temper ance jubilee in old Jefferson, where we found the cause gloriously triumphing and destined to triumph over all opposition. We will give some etchings of our trip next NO Agent In Louisville. The agency which we established last year at Louis* ville, Georgia, is re-called. We have no authorized agent at that place. Dr. Wm. Houser, near Bethany Camp Ground and Speir’s Turn-out, has kindly consented to act as our agent for that section of the country. Melancholy Accident. On Saturday evening last, a son of Mrs. A. E. Hun ter, of Greenesboro’, fell from a wagon loaded with sand; both wheels ran over his chest, crushing him so severely ‘hat he died in fifteen or twenty minutes afterwards. He was about fourteen years of age. uHanging” in Greene County. On Friday last, John, the murderer of Smith Jones, was publicly executed about a mile from Greenesboro’. We learn that an immense throng of people, both male and female —black and white, congregated around the gallows to witness the scene. The crowd was variously estimated at from one to six thousand people. The case of the slave, Thornton, who was sentenced to hang on the same day, has been taken, by Judge Cone, to the Supreme Court for anew trial. No county in the State has surpassed Greene in her efforts to suppress crime, by executing the guilty. Within the last thirty odd years, many have been made examples of, to terrify and warn the wrong-doer of the dreadful penalties of the law. In February, 1826, a slave ofWrn. Armor was hung for killing one of Penny’s negroes. In February, 1835, a slave of J. H. Broughton was hung for the murder of another of his negroes. In March, 1839, a slave belonging totheestateofWm. Tally, was hung for burglary. In April, 1847, Warren J. Boon was executed for the murder of Allsop. In October, 1850, Wm. 11. Hall was executed as the murderer of Fuller. In April, 1852, a negro of Jno. L. Tarpley, was hung for an attempt to murder his master. In April, 1858, a slave of Reuben Bennett was hung for murdering Smith Jones. We here give a long list of unfortunate beings who have met a truly sad fate. Let the living who are steeped in crime, and who love to commit misdeeds, read the sad and melancholy end of those who have gone on be fore them in the path which they are treading. \ Quiet Place. In one of our country exchanges we find the follow ing recommendation of a thriving little neighboring town: A lew days ago. a gentleman in conversation with some friends, was praising Woodville, Miss., to the skies, and remarked, among other things, that it was the most quiet and peaceable place he ever saw there was no quarreling nor rowdyism, nor fighting about the streets; if a gentleman insulted another, he was quietly shot down, and there was the last of it ! Personal independence. A Western editor lately offered his hat as a prize for the best essay on Independence. The following obtained the prize: National Independence is easipr imagined than de scribed. Personal Independence consists emphatically in being suited in a clean shirt, drawers, socks, and a nicely blackened pair of boots, with at least a dollar and a clean cambric in your pocket, all on Sunday morning with your wife on one arm and your baby on the other, taking your own course towards your own preacher, in the blissful expectation of doing your own snoozing, in your own pew, wherein no one dare venture to nudge you with his elbow, or tickle your nose with a straw. True Courage. The annexed reply of A. J. Stofer, Esq., of the Cul pepper (Va.) Observer, to a challenge sent him by H. M_ Garland, of the Republican, exhibits more true courage than would a thousand duels: I am not willing in cold blood to attempt the life of a fellow-man —even should he have no family and chil dren dependent upon him—nor am I willing to make myself a target for the cold, deliberate, malicious feel ings of another, and thereby place myself in a position where my wile may be made a widow, and my children orphans; but even if I did, I can see no reason to resort to such means to satisfy the present difficulty between us. The controversy is one not affecting the honor, I think, of either, unless conscience is the monitor of con demnation, for either might be mistaken in some par ticular. But with reference to the whole matter, in future , as in past, I shall maintain a defensive position; and, as I can be seen daily on the street, you can take such course as you think proper. Garters. A correspondent of the Boston Transcript says: We ask if it be possible that one can destroy the pro portions of a well shaped leg by gartering the stocking below the knee? Look at the statue of a Venus, and in thought, draw a band or an elastic under the knee— would not the result be a deformity? But place the band above the knee—it becomes an ornament. The women at Athens and Rome, who were famed for their taste and skill in dress and knowledge ofartistic beauty, wore the garter above the knee. But not to occupy ourselves with them, let us see how long it has been thus worn with us. We have an authority in this matter —the Duke de Saint Simon. If he does not prove the garter to have been worn above the knee before the reign of the great king, he establishes, at least, this fact—that the elegant and fashionable women of the time wore it thus; for, in his memoirs, alluding to a Mile, de Brenille, whose inelegant manner caused much ridicule and gossip, he says, in his language, then so popular, “ she was one of those common, vulgar persons, who garter below the knee.” The Career of the Rowdy. The following we clip from the Baltimore Patriot, and earnestly commend it to the serious consideration of that character found in almost every community—the “ rowdy,” especially communities cursed with those miserable holes called grog-shops—and God knows the Devil has instigated man to put them in almost every corner of the earth: We have noted, with some degree of attention, so far as such matters come within reach of our observation, the end of notorious characters—men distinguished as bullies, bravadoes, outlaws, incendiaries, night-prow lers, including other champions of lawlessness —and find that onetime or another, sooner or later, they are, with almost unerring certainty, cut off by violence at some stage of their disreputable career. Well for them might it be, if they could become convinced of this fact. It speaks in a warning voice to very many within our own and other large cities at the present time, whose offences and crimes are daily chronicled, and whose ac tions are not only festering sores to the healthfulness, good government and safety of society, but bad, almost, as pestilence and famine. Let them, then, take warn ing from the closing scene of one who has given rise to these reflections—behold the miserable termination of his lawless life —and remember that theirs is awaited by a similar doom in a day and an hour when least dreamed of. However unfortunate it may be to victims thus slain, degrading to their memory and heart-rending to those connected with them by the ties of consanguinity, yet so little is public sympathy enlisted in their behalf, that there demise, as one after another they fall by violence, is hailed rather as a blessing to society than a calamity to be deplored. Spurned dreaded and despised in life, they are no less so afrer it is ended. Outlaws whilst living outlaws in dying, andoutlawsin memory. Who would not loathe so unenviable a reputation? Who would not pity the parents called to mourn over such off spring? m.y.n^ RE n IDEN -. B T KI!, . R,DOE -- Itiß known that some personal necessity has induced the Vice President to abondon for the present the cha rof the Senate He has left Washington for New Orleans. It is worthy of note that up to this day no man knows what is his nosi tion on the Lemompton Constitution. He has main tained a rigid, unbending reserve, striking in contrast with his general character and it is asserted that the best informed political circles in Washington arc unable to say whether he is for or against Lecompton. Cer tainly he has neither wielded the power of his office or his private influence in aid of the Administration at this crisis. It is argued from this silence that Mr. Breck inridge is, in his own mind, opposed to the policy of the Administration ; but, being a member of it, he haß not felt at liberty to embarrass its action.— Buffalo Com. Adv. In hearing of an Irish case for assault and bat tery, a counsel, while cross-examining one of the wit nesses, asked him what they had at the first place they stopped at ? “Four glasses of ale.” “ What next?” “Two glasses of whisky.” *’ What next ?” “One glass of brandy.” “ What next?” “A Fight.” At a meeting still in progress at Oxford, 75 or 80 were added to the church in 10 days, and 25 or 30 since. The Fly Leaf and Ray Book. The N. Y. Day Book having seen proper to speak disparagingly, in the following manner, of this enter prise and its laudable object, the young ladies take him to an account for his misdeed, and most effectually de molish his “ honor”—strip the lion’s skin from his “long-eared” majesty and leave him, a masculine “rose-bud,” braying in behalf of “masculinity” of female mind. The Day Book says: “ The Fly Leaf is a quarterly publication, issued by the Senior Class at College Temple, Newnan, Ga., and devoted to the promotion of Southern authorship and .the elevation of woman. By the style and tone of the several articles within its pages', we infer that it accepts the more rosy-tinted and metaphorical, rather than the more practical, but less prismatic-hued compositions. While we do not so much object to a little of this sort of idea-painting now and then, we must condemn it as a dangerous and weakening character of writing. What women need as writers, is strength and vigor, pungen cy, terseness, point; in fact, masculinity of style.” The young ladies, after introducing in contrast with that notice an encouraging and truly merited one from the Charleston Courier, then take up the Day Book and handle it in the following rough style: “We leave our readers to judge which oi the twojour nals is the better friend to the South —the Day Book with fulsome flattery, deluding its Southern patrons with the belie! that it is zealously devoted to their in terests, and at the same time, endeavoring to repress and crush their efforts to establish home publications— or the Courier, than which no better paper is published ? We remember of reading in father iEsop’s writings, a “metaphorical” lesson pertaining to a certain long eared animal which had very self-complacently arrayed himself in a lion’s skin, and in walking to and fro, seek ing whom he might devour, terrified the smaller ani mals as a “true blood” would have done; but while running rather too rapidly, his true character was dis closed. We will now discard our “rosy-tinted, pns malic-hued,”- for the more “practical” style of compo sition in the application of the above. We think the Day Book has chosen the advocacy ot the South’s “peculiar institution ” for the purpose of victimizing her, and has fitted the garb so ingeniously as to conceal its true character, thereby receiving the lion’s share of Southern patronage, to the detriment ot home publications. In this dress, it looks like a South ern paper—terrifies the Black Republicans like a South ern paper —its key-note—slavery sounds Southern, but when it attempts to roar for the encouragement of South ern Female Literature, it brays in a most unseemly man “ What women need, as writers, is strength ar and vigor, pungency, terseness, point; in tact, “ masculinity ot style.” We have italicised masculinity. Mr. Day Book, the South demands no masculine wo men. Keep your Harriet Beecher Stows, Lucy Stones. Antoinette Browns, et id omne genus, with their mascu linity of style, at home. Such exotics cannot flourish in our clime. They require the hot bed of Blacky Re publicanism in which to vegetate. We arc confident that no true Southron will ever approve a masculine style in female literature, nor do we believe that any true woman would aspire to it. No, no, Mr. Day Book! if you are, at heart, a true Southerner, prove it by in vesting your capital in Southern interests. How long will the South be content to rely upon her enemies for school books and literature ? How long will she continue to lavish her money on Northern Editors and starve her home journals? We think their reply a decided hit, and it would do us good to take them by the hand and give them a hearty shake. If it Isn’t “IJnclj Dabney” who is it ? “ The Fly Leaf,” for April, edited by the young ladies of the Senior Class in “ College Temple, Newnan, Ga. contains a series of reflections under the head, Fly Leaf Mirror,” each reflection being a description of some public character. In reading reflection No. 4, our beloved old “ Uncle Dabney,” the “ Blucher” of the temperance cause South was present to our mind s eye all the way through, and we instantly, and almost in voluntarily, asked, “ if it is not he, who in the world is it ?” Below we give the reflection, to see if others of Uncle Dabney’s friends do not recognise the old man’s physique in what we consider th e faithful mirror : “Is a popular lecturer —of low stature and somewhat corpulent—large, finely developed head —forehead rather low, broad and expansive—small black twinkling eyes expressive of much intelligence and humor —mouth small and ot a pleasing expresssion—hair once black but now thickly interspersed with “ silvery threads”— his step very quick and. firm, a true indication of his active and decisive mind. He is extremely careless in regard to his personal appearance—gaems to delight in being odd —never has had now do we suppose ever will have a suit of clothes just a’la mode —in fact he is wholly an original character—and in no instance does this become so evident as when he is addressing an audience on his favorite theme. His manner ot deliv , ery is unique, his comparisons and illustrations are sin gularly apt, forcible, and impressive. He frequently be conies truly eloquent. That he is a self made man is evident in his every word and action; he has a classical : education and in early life was engaged in teaching. Beloved and respected by all who know him, he is cor dially welcomed wherever he may go. Having attained much popularity abroad he is frequently called away to other States to deliver his effective harangues. While age has deeply furrowed his brow, sorrow has also left many traces on his once handsome sac has more than once entered his household and robbed him of his most cherished jewels. Past the meridian of life, he maintains much of his power, vigor andcheerfulness, still battling braveiy against the ills of life. Shocking Affair-—Two Children Poisoning’ Themselves with Alcohol. Says the Albany (N. Y.) Statesman —“A shocking affair occurred yesterday afternoon in Van Schack near Cross street. A number of children got into the manu facturing room of a man who makes essence of pepper mint, and who had a barrel of alcohol in the room for use in his business. Two of them, one named Mary Dignan aged seven years, and Mary McEnespy, aged four years, got at the cask and dr.ank the liquor tc a fearful excess. The youngest was found insensible, lying near the cask; the other walked home, when she also became insensible. Both lived at No. 53 Van Schack street. So soon as their condition was known Dr Adams was sent for. He administered every rem ■ edy in his power, and at nine o’clock last evening he had strong hopes oi saving the life of the oldest girl, but for the youngest was fearful that all efforts would be una vailing. Its tongue was black and swollen and protrud ing from its mouth. The youngest girl died this morning; an inquest held by Dr. Dean returned a verdict of death by poisoning. It is expected the elder girl will recover. The children were led to drink the alcohol by seeing a brother of the peppermint manufacturer drinker it. A Maniac in Church. Those who worship in the First Presbyterian Church were much amazed Sunday morning, so says the Cin cinnati Gazette, by the ravings of a spiritualized ma niac, who sprang up in the midst of the congregation and made the startling announcement that “ Christ has come!” Hesprangupon the chancel and ejaculated with frenzied fervor, “ My brethren, I announce to you that Christ has come. I can’t explain to you, but Christ has come. The love, wisdom and glory is here. Last night I was at National Hall, (Spiritualists’ head-quar ters,) and they tried to make a medium of me; but I speak for myself—peace! peace! peace! ” He then be came frantic and lashed his arms about with frightful vehemence. A gentleman accosted him kindly and con ducted him to a scat, when he again shouted “Peactf! peace! peace ! ” and continued thus, until he was taken outside of the church, whence he was conducted to a place of safety, by a benevolent person. Why arc More Pious Women than Men. The Cincinnati Gazette thus explains the reason for a very noticeable and interesting fact: The reason there are more pious women than men is, not because women are weaker or their passions less powerful, but because a feeling of dependence is native in the female heart. It is because the pride of independence has little or no place; it is because the female mind has to undergo comparatively a small revolution to become religious. One powerful barrier that stands before the path of every man in his approach to the valley ot humiliation does not oppose the passage of the true woman. It is very rare that those who are denominated “strong-min ded women ” become religious. The pride of personal independence prevents this. So sweet and so natural a thing is piety among wo men, that men have come to regard a woman without it as strange, if not unhealthy, and Godless men often select pious wives, because they see that piety softens and deepens and elevates every natural grace ofpersons, and every accomplishment of mind. The Mother Moulds the Man.—That it is the mother who moulds the man, is a sentiment beautifully illus trated by the following recorded observation of a shrewd writer: When I lived among the Choctaw Indians T held •. consultation with one of their chiefs respecting the sue hfe S - lV <fnd tageS of thc j r P ro gress in the arts ot civili/od their uT , e ’ h,i informed h telligent men, bwt they married uneducated"^,nj'eneiv llized wives -and the uniform result was the children were all like their mothers. The father 8oon!nrnll h “ interest in both wife and children ° Bt all hl9 And now” said he, if we could cducace but one class ofour children, we should choose the girls, C when thev become mothers they educate their sons.” This ts he point, and it is true. No nation can become fully enhghtened when mothers are not in a good degree education* 0 dlscharge the duties of the home work of comets, we think, are expected this year. Follow It. —Saxe gives the following advice to the rising generation: In going to parties just mind what you are at, Beware of your head, and take care of your hat, Lest you find that a favorite son of your mother, Has an ache in the one and a brick in the other ! ’ A California Tornado. The Red Bluff's Beacon, speaking of the last tornado that visited Tehama county, week before last, says: An anvil weighing 150 pounds was blown from a block which was solidly planted in the ground, a_distance of eight feet; an iron axletree was blown a distance of eighty steps ; a two-horse wagon was blown clear across the yard, and either right over or cleararound a house ; manzamto bushes, with roots as,large as a man’s body, were torn from the ground and carried half a mile. “It Isn’t Me.” A Washington correspondent writes: There is a funny bit of scandal going here about a certain well knowm lady noted for her exquisite com plexion and fine hair. Her room opened on to a pas sage way, through which a gentleman was passing, as the cry of fire was raised in the hotel. The lady threw up the window and put out her head to see how near the danger might be. What a sight did she present to the astonished friend passing by—as sans hair, sans teeth, sans rouge, sans everything—scarce recognizable, she stood before him —a spectre! “is that you, Mrs. B.?” exclaimed the affrighted looker on. “No,” shrieked the poor, woman, ““it is Mrs. A.” A few hours later Mrs. B. left the hotel and Washington for the sea son. How They are Doing.— The Wheeling Intelligencer says! One day last week the Hunt family of vocalists came down the river in a boat like those usually seen on the‘raging canawl.’ They stopped here, gave one entertainment, and announced another, but from some unknown cause, our people were barred the pleasure of hearing this remarkable family a second time. They went from here to Moundsville and gave a concert there and when returning from the place of exhibition they were caught in a violent storm —not of hail nor rain, nor snow, but of eggs—“ bad eggs.” Why this storm was brewed we are unable to say. The “ family ” con sisted of six or seven young women and as many men. Love and Steamships. —A young married man from Newark, who had been on a spree, and by a youthful indiscretion had incurred the displeasure of his wife, at tempted to run awav from an accusing conscience and his upbraiding spouse at the same time, but his better half, hearing of his intention, overtook him just as he was going on board a steamer for California on Mon- i day. She caught him by the knees, and falling upon’ her own in the midst of the surging mass of passengers and spectators on the dock, implored him in an agony of grief not to leave her. She wept piteously, and the young scamp looked ashamed, and tried to break away, but she held him with a firm grasp. The pair were fi nally placed in the little office, the door shut, and the domestic scene concluded. By the aid of some friends, who held the door, she at last overcame his resolution— he ordered his trunk ashore, and agreed to go home. It takes a woman when she tries. Bloody Affair at Crow Wing. —The following particulars are from the St. Paul Pioneer: Crow Wing, March 19, 1858.—Night before last, Crow Wing experienced one of the most horrid scenes ever known in this community. Three men, Jeremiah Selkirk, “ Whisky Jack,” and one Merrill, got on a spree and attacked McArthur’s grocery, broke it open and destroyed the contents. They then set fire to Beaulieau’s store, broke the windows and defied any one to extinguish the flames. They swore they would shoot tha first one who came near, and fired two shots at Fairbanks. McArthur seeing that nothing would stop them, fired and killed Selkirk, and wounded Mer rill in the arm pretty badly. “Whisky Jack” got a swan shot in the leg. So ended the affray. Selkirk was buried yesterday. Merrill is in the care of the Doc tor. The Pioneer adds: Seklirk and Merril, Indian traders, in February last while engaged in selling liquors to the Indians, at Leech Lake, had their stock of goods seized and desrroyed by the Indians, as a penalty for violating the intercourse laws. The pair charged Messrs. Deaulieau & Fair banks, of Crow Wing, with urging the Indians to the commission of the alleged outrage; and in revenge, Selkirk on Wednesday night last attempted to set fire to the store of Messrs. B. & F. in Crow Wing, He was discovered in the attempt, and after being warned off, shot dead. Merrill and “Whisky Jack” were wounded. Selkirk has resided at Crow Wing for up wards of three years. He is the son of a missionary. Fatal Rencontre. — Terrible Fight with Pistols and Bowie Knives. —On Saturday evening one of the bloodiest and most desperate encounters ever recorded, even in the annals of Kentucky, took place in Spring field, Washington county, between Ben Palmer and W. Mack Booker. The former was instantly killed, and the latter is not expected to survive his wounds. There had been some ill feeling between the two, arising from the election of Booker to the command of a company that had been raised in that county to go to Utah. The particulars of the desperate affray are these: The parties met in the bar-room of a tavern in Spring field, and an altercation instantly ensued, oneorthe other first using his fists. Each then drew a revolver and fired four shots apiece in rapid succession, three of Pal mer’s hitting Booker —one in the left hand, a second in his leg, and a third in his left breast. The first shot fired by Booker struck palmer in the groin, penetrating the bladder—a mortal wound. He was also wounded in the leg. After exhausting his shots, Palmer hurled his pistol with all his strength against Booker, who, thinking himself mortally wounded, seized the other with the left hand by the coat collar, and throwing away his pistol, drew a bowie knife and stabbed the unfortunate Palmer nine times in the breast and body. The latter fell dead in his tracks, his body streaming blood at every pore. Booker may possibly survive his wounds, though ’tis thought the shot in the breast will prove fatal. Booker is the son of Judge Paul Booker, for many years a District Judge in the State. Palmer is the son of the Hon. R. C. Palmer, ex-Senator from Washing ton co. and a grand-son of the late Ben. Hardison of Bardstown. —[ Louisville Courier, sth. A Peck of Troubles. The Philadelphia Bulletin has been at the pains of compiling a briefbut comprehensive list of the princi pal difficulties, and omitting all reference to such minor feuds as the disaffection in the Roman, Neopolitan and Austrian-Italian States, in Hungary, Poland and else where, furnishes the annexed catalogue for the consid eration of its readers: the little difficulties of 1858. The difficulty between England and France. The difficulty between England and the Sepoys. The war of England and France against China. The difficulty with the Republicans in France. The difficulty between France and Sardinia. The difficulty between France and Naples. The difficulty between Austria and Sardinia. The difficulty between Denmark and the German States. The difficulty* of the Danubian Principalities. The difficulty between Russia and China. The difficulty between Spain and Mexico. The civil war in Mexico. The civil war in Venezuela. The civil war in Peru. The civil war in Yucatan. The standing difficulties in Central America. The difficulty between Brazil and Paraguay. The difficulty between the United States and Spain, The Mormon difficulty in the United States. The Kansas difficulty in the United States. Xlte Rang liter of a Rich Brewer Elopes with a Returned Californian. In addition to the Ashcroft and Jennes case now be ing investigated at Detroit, the good people of that city were on Saturday night treated to an elopement of rather an interesting character. The escape and mar riage were successful, but the honey-moon was nipped in the bud by the cruel papa, who, with the assistance of the officers, took his daughter from the arms of her lawful husband just after they had retired to their hotel. The Free Press says : It appears that Miss Mary Miller, a young lady of fifteen, and daughter of a rich brewer in the upper part of the city, has had the felicity to engage the affections of Charles Burkhardt, a recently returned Californian, and possessor of $2,000 in yellow dust, done up in two bags. Their suit was not favored by the wealthy papa, who forbade the match. The maiden accordingly dried her tears, and biding her time, told her lover to be on hand at 7 o’clock, on Saturday evening, prepared to make himself and her happy for life. At the appointed time she left the house on pretence of an errand, and made tracks as fast as her little feet could patter for the minister’s house. Here she found her lover, and in a very few minutes the twain were one, and the domain rejoiced in the possession of a broad eagle. They then adjourned to the residence of the bridegroom’s brother, where a feast was already spread, and a jollification was commenced. The newly married pair were all happiness and their light was all sunshine; but unfortunately for thorn, one of those grievous enemies of romance and youthlul pro jects was on hand, in the shape of an old woman, who straightway posted off to the father of the bride and in formed him what was up. He made for the scene of festivities with all possible speed and bolted, in without ceremony. The bride and bridegroom left at the back door as he came in at the front one, and they made all haste until they arrived at the M’chigan Exchange, where they secured a room and stowed themselves in bed. The father procured the services of the major part of the police force of the city and started in pursuit. The pair were at last found by officer Sullivan, at the Ex change, the father having sent out a writ of habeas cor pus before Circuit Court Commissioner Brown. The husband was very properly much ruffled in temper at being thus disturbed, and much worse ruffled when his wife was taken away and sent home. He gave bail for his appearance at the Police Court on Wednesday morn ing. The young lady being under age, is supposed to be yet under the control ot her father. are happy in being able to state that the frosts have done the wheat but triflling injury. There is a cockney youth who, every time he wishes to get a glimpse of his sweetheart, calls out “Fire!” directly under her window. In the alarm of the moment she plunges her headout of the window and inquires “ Where ?’ ’ The lover then poetically slaps him self on the bosom, and exclaims, “.Ere, my Hangelina !” A Good Thing-. The following information is given by a Mi. Wayne to the New York Times. We think an assurance office gotten up in this country, to includenot only bank clerks, but railroad officers and others holding places of impor tant trust, would go away with agooddeal of dishonesty and “stealings:” The Bank of England lias over 750 clerks, whose ag gregate salaries amount to nearly £200,000 per annum, and I believe only one instance of clerkly irregularity has occurred during many years ; and, allhough some melancholy instances of fraudulent directory have recently been displayed, and duly punished, huge de falcations by clerks are nearly if not utterly unknown. An Act To authorise and empower the City Council of Augusta and the several city authorities in the State, as well as the several Inferior Courts in this State, to elect or appoint a Liquor Inspector, and prevent and punish the manufacturing and selling of drugged or other poisonous and other deleterious liquors, spirits and wines. The General Assembly of Georgia do enact as follows : Sec. 1. It shall ana may be lawful for the city author ities of Augusta, as well as the several city authorities in this State, and the Inferior Courts of the several counties in this State, to elect or appoint an inspector of liquors, spirits and wines. Sec. 2. It shall and may be lawful tor said Inspector, after being duly elected as aforesaid, and qualified to faithfully discharge the duties of inspector, to examine and inspect all liquors, spirits and wines kept by any person or persons within their respective jurisdictions for sale in auy quantities; and if, upon said inspection and examination, said liquors, wines or spirits shall be found or ascertained to coDtain any strychnine or other poisonous drug or drugs, or offensive matters injurious to health by drinking or other uses, to give notice to the owner thereof, who shall immediately remove the same out of the State. Sec. 3. If any person or persons shall sell or offer to any liquors, spirits or wines, knowing them to be so drugged, or after said notice, within this State, said person or persons shall be indicted in the Superior Court of the county where said offense was committed, and on conviction shall be fined tor the first offense one hun dred dollars, for the second offense two hundred dol lars, for the third offense four hundred dollars, and for the fourth offense one thousand dollars, and imprison ment until paid. Sec. 4. If any person or persons shall refuse or in any way prevent said inspector from making said examina tion and inspection provided for in this act, after the second demand being made by said inspector, upon in dictment and conviction therefor,, he shall be fined and punished as above provided in the third section of this act provided said inspector shall make the second de mand in the presence of a competent witness, and prove the same by said witness on the trial. Sec. 5. Said inspector shall receive from the owmer of said liquors, spirits, or wines, for every ten gallons so inspected five cents; for twenty gallons, ten cents , for forty gallons, fifteen cents; for eighty gallons, twenty, cents; for one hundred and sixty gallons, twenty-five cents 1 and at the same rate and proportions upwards for any and every gallon he may so inspect; and shall if re quired,‘give a receipt and certificate therefor ;ard brand said barrels, kegs, or pipes, when the means is or may be provided therefor by the owner or owners thereof; and shall also receive one-half of all fine monies arising un der convictions for violating the third and fourth sections of this Act, which shall by no means disqualify him from being a witness for the State in all cases of indictment for violations of this Act, or the sections hereof. Sec. 6 If any person or persons shall manufacture any drug, poisonous, or other deleterious and offensive li quors, wines, or spirits other than from grapes, corn, rye, wheat, barley, peaches, apples, and like commodities, such person so and may be indicted in the Superior Court of the county where the offense was committed in this State for a misdemeanor, and on con viction thereof shall be fined and imprisoned in the com. mon jail ot the county at the discretion of the Court. Sec. 7. All laws and parts of law-s militating against this Act be, and the same are hereby, repealed. Approved December 22d, 1857. The Sentence of Jnclge Bull. Prisoner at the Bar: You have been arraigned be fore this Court for the commission of a crime, the most revolting in all the catalogue of offences against the laws of God and man : for the cold-blooded, barbarous murder of a fellow-being, who had never done you wrong, or given you aught of pretext to seek his blood. To that charge, you have voluntarily, and with full knowledge of the consequences, pleaded guilty; and now the painful duty rests on me to pronounce upon you the awful doom which the law has prescribed as the penalty of your crime. “ Whoso sheddeth man’s blood, by man shall his blood be shed,” was the stern decree uttered by the voice of Omnipotence when the law was given amidst the thunders of Sinai, and human codes have adopted it in all ages since. That law you have violated, and its sanction you must now abide. Every principle of law, human and divine—every principle of morality- and re ligion—as well as the claims of Justice demand the pen alty ; and I hope, for your sake, that your own conscience acquiesces in its justice, and that you now contemplate in its true light—in all its hideous, revolting deformity —your unhappy deed, for which the annals of crime furnish scarce a parallel. I have grown old in regular and constant attendance upon Courts of Justice; I have heard detailed many a crime w'hich made the heart shudder and the blood run cold; but never one that equalled this in cold, calcula ting, savage brutality. But I will spare you and my self the sickening details; for, God knows, I would not willingly plant one additional thorn in that already lac erated heart. If I probe the wound, it is with a desire to heal; if I call up before you the mangled image of your murdered victim, it is that you may sec the mag nitude of your guilt, and thus be enabled, effectually and savingly, to repent of it. For I would improve this sol emn occasion—in this last interview that we shall ever have on Earth—solemnly and earnestly to entreat you to devote the few remaining days yet allotted to you of life, to make preparations for that change of worlds that soon awaits you. To you, they are golden moments, and on them hangs your immortal destiny. For you, the cares and interests, the hopes and pros pects of this life are now wound up; and from this Bar, you will be summoned to another infinitely more potent and terrible, to render an account, not only for the crime for which you are here condemned, but for all the “deeds done in the body.” Here, impartial, unrelenting Justice is all that can be meted out to you ; but there —thank Heaven ! Mercy may be obtained, Justice be reconciled with the pardon of the guilty. But this mercy and pardon can be ob tained only by sincere, heart-felt contrition and repen tance towards God, and faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. Upon these terms it is freely offered to you; and vile as you have been—spotted as your soul is with a thousand sins—stained as your hands are with innocent blood—l am authorized, by the blessed Word of Truth, to say to you, that there is a fountain opened in the house of Da vid for sin and uncleanness, where all those stains, deep, dark, damning as they are, may be washed away. The evident and deep contrition you have manifested, assures me that your case is not all hopeless; that, amidst your life’s dreary waste, there has been one green spot left; that in your darkened heart, one spark of Moral Principle has still lingered, which, though long smothered, has been once more kindled. From the candid, ingenuous, and, as I believe, truth ful avowal of your participation in this horrible crime, I believe that Conscience has already begun its work of conviction, and God in mercy grant that it may carry it on and end it in your eternal salvation! But this great work must be done here. There is no work, nordevice, nor repentance in the Grave whither thou goest. Be not diverted from it by any delusive hope of escaping this doom. Your fate is sealed. There is for you no hope on this side of the grave. Good and holy men will doubtless visit you in your lonely cell, to instruct and pray for you, and direct you in the path that leads from earth to Heaven. Heed their counsels—follow their instructions, and may they suc cessfully guide you to the fountain of All Grace. And, now, my admonition is ended ; but before drop ping the curtain over this sad scene, I cannot forbear to impress upon the minds of the youthful spectators, who are here to witness it, the solemn lesson which your melancholy example teaches: A youth spent in idle ness and dissipation, with vile and profligate associates, amidst the haunts ofVice, Intemperance and Debauch ery—regardless of parental authority, and heedless of the opinion of the virtuous and the good—rising step by step through every grade of crime, and culminating in robbery and murder. And this is the end of such a ca reer ! And this, or some fate equally degraded and mis erable, awaits every one who is treading in the same path without speedy and thorough reformation; for as sure as a. Just Gocl rules over the destinies of men, so surely will Retribution, sooner or later, overtake the guilty. And now, it only remains for me to perform the sad office of pronouncing upon you the sharp sentence of the law, and then I bid you farewell, and commit you to the grace and the mercy of God. The sentence of the law is, That you be taken from the Bar of this Court to the common jail of this county; there to be kept in safe and close custody till Friday, the eighteenth day of June next, ensuing; that on the day aforesaid, between the hours of ten o’clock in the forenoon, and two o’clock in the afternoon, you be taken thence by the Sheriff of Fulton county, or his lawful Deputy, to the place of execution; and that you be there hung by the neck until you are dead. And may God have mercy on your soul! [Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.] Little Clara ; or, the Inebriate Reform. Charles Worthy, a respectable and prosperous mer chant in the city of A —, became addicted to the habit of moderate drinking, which was followed by a neglect of business; and consequently, the loss of the confi dence and esteem of several ot his most influential and accommodating creditors and patrons. Being unable to meet his notes, they were ptotested, and his prospects which, a few months before were so flattering, were obscured by the dark cloud of bank ruptcy and ruin. To drown these dark thoughts of the future, he drank still deeper of the intoxicating cup; and most of his time, which had heretofore been devoted to his business and pleasant recreation with his family, was now spent amid the enticing revelry of the grog shop, and more than once he was carried home to his almost broken hearted wife beastly drunk. In vain did his friends remonstrate with, and reproach him for his conduct; their allusions to the destitution and want brought by him upon his once happy wife and child, whom he did truly love, only served to bring a deeper remorse of conscience, which was soon forgotten in fumes of the soul-destroying bowl. Finding their ef forts to reform him unavailing, his friends forsook him, but secretly provided for the necessary wants of his wife and child. Mrs. Worthy, finding her health fast failing, and be ing unable to earn enough with her needle to retain, and pay the rent for, their once happy and comfortable home, found it necessary to procure one which her scanty earn ings would enable her to keep—and with the kind, yet now meagre, contributions of her former associates and friends—also to obtain the necessaries of life. With this object in view she started out, and after much trouble and perseverance obtained a small house, on the suburbs of the city, at a moderate rent. The day of moving at last arrived, and the husband having obtained a pair of horses and a wagon, through the agency of one of his wife’s friends, drew them up before the door, and saying that he would return soon, left his care-worn and over-tasked wife to finish pack ing their reduced furniture, sauntered oft’and was soon ensconced in the backroom of the nearest groggery. Hour after hour wore on, and still he lingered; the things were all safely stowed away in the wagon, and he came not. At last having been reminded by a small lad, from Mrs. Worthy, that they were only awaiting his return to proceed to their near home, he reluctantly tore himself away from his companions and wended his way to his former residence; arriving there he, after many stupid and inffcctual attempts, at last got the horses in readiness and was about to drive off his team, when little Clara, who, with her mother, was standing near ready to follow on foot, espied a small box upon the top of the wagon, which she claimed as her own, and in pleading accents begged her kind mother to allow her to sit up there and hold it; thinking of no danger, her mother granted the childish wish and placed her beside the bloated father; and as the waggon moved on the little bright eyes of Clara sparkled with joy, as she ever and anon cast playful and thankful looks to wards her mother who walked behind. They had ar rived within sight of their new house, when a sudden swerve of the drunken father, caused by the roughness of the road and careless driving, threw the little inno cent off’ directly under the wheel; a piercing shriek from the fainting mother told the fearful tale, and the next instant the now sobered father clasped the man gled child in his arms. Kind readers, James Worthy is again a prosperous and happy merchant; he receives and deserves the res . pect of the inhabitants of the flourishing city of A—, and is a worthy and active member of the noble and fast spreading order of “Knights of Jericho.” Little Clara now rests in Heaven, and though her untimely and horrid death well nigh broke the hearts of those doting parents, they find sweet consolation in the thought that their loved one is in kinder and wiser hands, where there is no more pain, sickness or grief, hut a world of everlasting bliss ; and every evening as the twilight gathers around their comfortable dwelling, they gaze into the starry heavens with the dear thought that their little one shines among the brightest in that celestial world, and with renewed vows of love to them selves, and humble resignation and obedience to the will of their heavenly father, press on with more vigor in discharging their duty towards the great and merci ful God, hoping thereby to again be united with their absent child in that realm of celestial glory, where part ing comes no more. W. R. H. [Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.] TIIE WAR. Friend Seals: There is a potent enemy waging waF against our country, peace and immortal souls: that enemy is Prince Alcohol. Some years gone by, the astounding fact was brought to light, that this foe ot 1 the human race was slaying annually thirty-thousand ofour people; robbing them of immense sums of money without returning any valuable consideration ; and not content with these fiendish outrages, he had gone SO far as to wall up the road to Heaven and build a Rail road to Hell! And not content yet with all this, he at tacked the innocent members of families, bringing upon them woes innumerable! This was not to he borne—no, no ! for we do not al lowan enemy even to fire upon one ofour ships with impu nity, or a few red skins to take lodging with the Rac coons ofour “big swamps,” if the lives of any of the mem bers of our national family are endangered thereby. It is not strange then, that war was declared against the old Prince, the greatest enemy to man and mightiest auxiliary to satan that the world ever produced. Directly after the war commenced, we had several brilliant and successful campaigns—soon the old Dragon waa fully routed, with a thousand orators from Maine to Mexico thundering at his heels. We expected him soon to be captured, beheaded and buried so deep that even a degenerate posterity would not dare stoop so low as to . exhume his ashes. Vain expecta'ion! About the time that victory’s dawning light was ushering in a bright and glorious day, to gladden and illuminate the earth, we were doomed to bitter disappointment. Many of our short-winded soldiers, that we thought would never tire, gave out at the very time that we stood most in need of their ser vices. Many of those who were first to engage in the war, soon beat a dastardly retreat, and came sneaking back, as soon as their selfish purposes were answered. We found that some of our brilliant young orators just from college, merely wanted to let their old acquaintances know that on Rhetorical pinions they could soar aloft — and after thus soaring and immortalizing themselves, at least in the estimation of self, many of them finally perched on a whiskey barrel! Many we found had the practice of law in prospect, and underwent the process of Temperance lecturing, in order to become more brassy and skillful in speech making; others had the pulpit in view, and entered the Temperance oratorical arena, merely to test their pow ers of eloquence, and acquire a glibness of tongue. Some wanted wives, and did not know how else to wipe out the grog taints from their rum stewed characters. Many of our ministers blazed away on Temperance, because it was popular; but now, as it is less popular than formerly, they are like the boy the calf run over— “ nothing to say ” on the subject. Many of ou: brethren in the Church, who use to stand with us shoulder to shoulder, and whom we thought to be honest and sincere in the matter, we find, as soon as circumstances find latitude, in close proximity with the devil’s bar, gulping down the curse of earth! “ By their fruits ye shall know them.” However, wc have many true and noble soldiers yet, who are perfectly reliable, and who have never surren dered an inch of ground and never will, hut will con tinue to fight, and fight on, if need be, until this globe shall be wrapped in one universal blaze. These char acters are our dependence—our Gibraltar, that can never be shaken by tempest or storm-tossed waves. I love an honest man ; he is the “ noblest work of God.” A numerous host of hypocrites have hung upon our cause in past years, and they have proved an incubus—dead weight; have done infinitely more harm than good; and now that they are getting again settled in their orig inal position, let us rather rejoice than grieve over im aginary losses. Ten honest men, free and unburdened, can accomplish more in a moral reformation, than owe hundred, if half of this number be hypocrites. Such characters will bring disgrace upon any cause, however good. They arc certain, sooner or later, to show their “cloven feet,” and will leave a portion ot their slime upon everything that it touched. Our cause is in afar more prosperous condition than many would suppose. True, many branches have been cut off and have fallen,but they were “dead branches,” and worse than useless. Let the true friends of Tem perance, everywhere, again organize in some efficient form, and go to work in good earnest. Honesty and action on our part, will secure the blessings of Heaven, and crown our hopes with abundant success. lam no fatalist, either in theory or practice; and I have no idea yet of retiring from the contest; and I hope that all the real friends ot Temperance in Georgia occupy the same position; let us stick together like brothers, and be as zealous in establishing moral reform societies as the Devil is in building up grog-shops. So mote it be. HANNIBAL. Jefferson co. Ga. P. S. In No. 15 of the Crusader—the article under the caption. “They can’t feel it,” and winding up with the poetical effusion of a New York girl, should ave had the signature, H. [Special Correspondence.] CATHOLIC FAIR~‘HANNIBAL>-AUGUBTA CHURCHES—ACCIDENTS-SINGCLAR WER DING—DUEL—THE COQUETTE. Augusta, April 29, 1858. On the 21st and 22d instant, the Catholics of thiscity held a fair at the Masonic Hall, for the purpose of rais ing funds to complete their large and spacious house of worship, now in an advanced stage of erection. It was •excessively crowded. A fair is a—fair. Many, of the fair grace it with their presence, and many of the arti cles displayed, though of fairy size, are not to be dis posed of for afa (i)rthing. Here could be seen bright eyes and elfin locks activity engaged in the sale at “ a very low price ” of articles of use and ornament, from the animalcule to the elephantine in size. Young Amer ica appeared jubilant at the pleasing prospect of dolls and ice-cream. And this reminds me of an incident. A young lady invited a gentleman of some 16 summers (her cousin, perhaps,) to partake ofadelicious compound designated “ ice-cream,” and as a remuneration for its preparation, “laid upon the table ’’the fractional part of a dollar, known as one-fourth. But the eagle having more charms than the concrete essence of frigid milk, soon found lodging in the youth’s vest pocket, near the region designed by nature as the location for that non essential part of his being known, in the obsolete, as the heart. I noticed a young gentleman very intently, gazing at a baby’s pinafore, and from his appearance, I think that it carried to his mind ideas of no small mag nitude of matrimony. Whether he invested his cash capital in this article, I do not know, for I left him with eyes fixed in rapture upon it. At another table, young America was densely crowded, watching the evolutions of the mysterious “ Wheel of Fortune,” as it scattered its gifts among them. How their little hearts beat as they invested a dime in the concern, and received a prize of a nice pewter candlestick, or a cake of scented soap, or some other present equally as valuable. The nett proceeds of both evenings amounted to $1,980.85. I notice in your issue of the 22d, a communication from “Hannibal,” of Jefferson. I admire the chaste productions of his pen, and always read them with plea sure. In coming over his last communication, I find the following: “I was informed by a man, who is very reliable, that in the city of , Ga., where churches abound, that the friends of temperance there had to hire a house whenever a temperance lecturer comes round —will not even allow the great cause of suffering humanity to be advocated in their houses of worship.” Now, I do not know whether he alluded to this city or not; but it is nevertheless true of the]churches here, that their houses of worship are not opened for any pur pose not strictly religious. Their churches they con sider as the Sanctuary of the Most High, and dedicated especially to His service. I agree with them and honor them for it. It is right and proper. All that temper ance men in this city desire, is the hearty co-operation of the members of the churches in their efforts to do good. But this they have not. Many of the “salt of the earth” have lost their savor. We nave a good many Christian (?) rum-sellers in this city, and not a few Christians (?) who love to imbibe. This is the great and impeding cause to the progress of temperance here. While there me a few honorable exceptions, the great majority of Christians are actively or passively opposed to temper ance. On the 20th instant, two negro men and a white man named Mastiss were drowned in the Savannah River, < about one mile above the city, caused by the swift cur • rent dashing the boat which they were in against a rock ; . the boat immediately parted in the middle and sank.. • The men were borne off by the stream and drowned. . There were about two thousand dollars’ worth of goods in the boat, which proved a total loss. On the 22d instant, a white lad, about 10 or 12 years l of age, named John Cashin, was also drowned while’ bathing in the Canal, near the Augusta Machine Works. On the 25th instant, sometime during the day, our fellow-citizen, AVm.T. Ingraham, committed suicide, by ‘ shooting himself in the breast with a pistol. Always t of a cheerful temperament, it was a matter of surprise ” and sorrow to his friends, when they ascertained the ’ manner of his death. Os the cause which led to this I unfortunate termination of his life, nothing definite is , known. The most plausible one, is that of reverses in business. This is horror enough for one week for this city. > J A singular wedding came of! in our adjacent county, - on the 22d instant. The bride wasan overseer’s daugh ter; the bridegroom was an overseer for the bride’s fa ther; two of the waiters were overseers, and the minis ter officiating was an overseer likewise. It has been suggested, as very likely, that the bride will be an over- Bee-him before the honey-moon has ceased. If this be the case, I have no doubt that she will do her business up brown. On yesterday, 28th instant, two gentlemen from Ala bama, a Mr.‘Pollard and Glackmeyer, went about four miles below this city, for the purpose of exchanging bul j lets. Neither one was fortunate enough to catch the | Mlet of the other. The delighted spectators, satisfied at the first fire, prevailed upon the combatants, after earnest solicitation, to postpone the second until some’ future time. i . *, As usual, a woman was the cause of this “ deadly breach ’’ of friendship, it seems. Mr. P. dedicates some* poetical effusion to Mrs. G., whereupon, Mr. G. fee \ comes enraged and challenges Mr. P. ; at least, Madaft* Rumor says so. What a blessing it is not to have a wife! What a source of happiness it is not to write po etry, if such be the results! Another meeting between the parties is anticipated. Barbee s statue of the “Coquette” has arrived, and is now on exhibition. Those who have read of the fab ulous coquette, have not the opportunity of beholding a sac simile. Those who like, can go and see those of flesh and blood, but will not experience more pleasure. W. [Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.] Mr. Editor: I wish to say, through the medium of your paper, to the friends of temperance in other parts of the State, that Sutallee Division, No. 4, S ofT, situated near the winding Etowah, in Cherokee co. hasher tri-col ored banner still unfurled to the mountain breezes, re plete with health, and the odors of Spring’s sweet flow ers. Our Division is in a healthy condition, its mem bers generally being men who have been tried and found true to the cause. There have been several acccs- ■ sions to our number the present year. A short ago, we initiated Thomas Watters, upon • whose locks have fallen the frosts of 75 winters! He was a soldier in the last war with England, and has long been a soldier in the army of temperance, and of King Emanuel. He never misses a meeting, which proves that his zeal has not been abated by the flight of many years. He says that he intends to “die at his post.” We have another member, Jesse Hunnicutt, who has nearly reached his three-score years and ten, and who ’ has never missed but one meeting since our division was first organized. Sickness prevented him from being with us at that time, and he seemed to regret exceed ingly that his seat as Treasurer, (which seat he has al ways filled,) was vacant then. Ifitdid’nt sound a lit thc egotistical, I might speak of your humble servant, and also of some others who are punctual to attend our stated meetings. At our last meeting wc initiated six —and among others, the Rev. Washington Drummond, • a pious and worthy minister of the Baptist church. He is warm in the cause, and made us a first rate speech. Wc expect to have a pic-nic dinner on the 4th of July. Tell uncle Dabny that he has a good many nieces and nephews up this way who would be glad to see his hand some lace at the time above mentioned. Tell him that he must not forget his poor kin now that he lives in the aity of Atlanta ! “ They say” that Dr. Lewis, the su perintendent of the State Road, has ordered three or four hundred horns, to he used in the place of ivhistles on the trains, in order to save the expense of using steam! Now the people about here generally, are too extravagant, for they nearly all use horns, and every horn is full of steam ! Horns arc very efficient agents in blowing up steamboats, railroad cars, good and if they use them to any greater extent on the State Rord, in the future, than they have in the past, I sha nt patronize the concern! Fair warning ! gQU4WNEE Sutallee, Ga. April 22 > TO WHEAT GROWERS. THE undersigned being provided with a first rate THRASHER, FAN and McCORD’S • SPLENDID HORSE POWER, will send them, under the charge of a competent man, to the different planta tions in this and the adjoining counties, to Thrash and Fan YVheaf, on as accommodating terms as can be af forded. Applications made to me, in person or by letter, - will meet with attention. JOHN C. CARMICHAEL. Greenesboro, Ga. May 6, 1858 4t. PINE APPLES! PINE APPLES 1 at the Gro cery of [May 6] J. M. BOWLES.