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LITERARY gentptace djntsdf. PENPIELD, GEORGIA* L. LINCOLN VEAZEY, Editor. THURSDAY MORNING, JULY 1,1858. - THE AIMS OF LIFE. ‘‘Let all the ends thou aim’st at be thy Country’s, Thy God’s and Truth’s; then, if thou fallest, Thou fallest a blessed martyr.” nTTTHAT are you going to do?” is an inquiry V f we often hear propounded to young men who are just about making their entrance on the scenes of real life. The question is of momen tous importance ; one which should be long and carefully considered before a reply is hazarded. The individual should give free scope to his vis ion, and take an accurate, impartial survey of his powers and prospects. In making his choice, he should not allow his love of ease or his desire for present gratification to exercise any influence. Let him ascertain, in the first place, what he can do; for, in all the vast range of vocations pre sented to his view, there is but one for which his abilities are exactly fitted. Having decided this point, let him fix the mark which he wishes to reach, and then throw all the energies of his na ture into one long continued effort for its attain ment. When all this has been done, if he fails, ho may well say the fault is in his stars. It is unfortunately the case that many young persons enter life without any settled aim. The educational regimen under which they spend their earlier years, gives them few practical no tions in regard to the future, and really does lit-; tie in fitting them for its realities. If blessed (or j , cursed) with inherited wealth, they are happy, in j the consciousness that the demon want will never j approach their thresh holds; if not, any occupa tion which will give them bread for the present, and eventually place them in the way of accumu lating property, will satisfy their ambition. Thus purposeless they drift on, becoming just what cir cumstances make them, while they indulge the belief that a Divinity is shaping their ends. But it is still more unfortunate that most of those who form a settled purpose, choose some thing unworthy of themselves, and worse than useless to the world if accomplished. 3 hey lose sight of the fact that there are other things to be striven for besides the gratification of their per sonal ambition and a realization of the hopes which it begets. That nobler ambition which, would make each desire not to live for himself ’ alone, they never feel. One seeks to win popu larity, that he may have the enjoyment of repu tation while living, while another disregards the opinions of bis contemporaries, if be can feel as sured of gaining posthumous fame. Some con ’ secrate their every faculty at the shrine of mam mon, bend all their energies to heap up the glit tering dust of earth, and live paupers that they may die millionaires. The pilgrim of learning plods on his weary way with toil and labor until, having attained the lofty height of knowledge, he looks down with pride on the ignorant masses he has loft below, himself as wretched as when his course began. All these propose ends which they suppose will lead to happiness; but think ing, acting and feeling for themselves alone, they find the fair fruit which their hopes presented to their view ashes and bitterness on the lips. Happiness in some form is the object for which men universally strive, however diversified the means they employ. As if to prove how little our energies can subserve such an end when mis- applied, some have been allowed to attain all that, in their wildest flights of fancy, they ever hoped; yet, misery, and not happiness, ha3 been the result. All have heard of the ancient king who, having purposed the winning of universal i empire, approached so near his aim as to weep that there were no more worlds to conqueu. But 1 though crowns innumerable were laid at his feet, 1 and nations, whose names were till then unknown, acknowledged his sway, his days were passed in anxious turmoil, and his last hours spent in drunken debauch. Not less known is he vdio, possessed of wealth till then deemed fabulous, was consumed by fears lest liis avaricious neigh bors would be attracted by his treasures and at- j tempt his overthrow. Zealous ecclesiastics have j vowed, in what they thought a holy ambition, to win the triple coronet; but when they occupied the throne of the Caesars, and dealt out the thun ders of the Vatican, they found themselves less happy than when they led the devotions of a band of humble peasants in some obscure church. The sword of Damocles, torturing with the pres ence of ever-impending clanger; a grim skeleton ’lurking in each recess and horifying the soul with its ghastliness; the serpent showing its deadly poison in each cup that rises to the lips, are the inevitable concomitants of greatness gained by violence and supported by tyranny. * During the first half of the present century, there lived in England a man upon whom for- j tune had showered almost every gift she could bestow. Wealth and rank were his from birth, with all the advantages of education and society which it brings. What books he wished to read, he read; what sights to see, he saw. in the up per classes among whom ho moved, he was “the glass of fashion and the mold of form.” When j he appeared in public, all observers were filled with admiration at the manly beauty of his per son, the refined elegance of his manners and the tasteful splendor ot his dress. For these quali ties, the world rang with his praises, and this conßtituded the sole aim of bi3 ambition. He lived a dandy and died a rake; yet, left the world pleased with himself for having been the greatest dandy mankind had ever known. Many years before, the same country claimed one as her son who was bom in poverty and : reared in humbleness. In early life he became j imbued with the spirit of love, and consecrated j himself, with all the energies and talents he pos sessed, to the service of Heaven. Obedient to the voice of conscience, he connected himself with an obscure sect, who, unable to give him either emolument or importance, only drew upon him the wrath of those in power. Persecution leveled *t him her deadliest shafts, but lie swerved not from duty. Thrown into tile deep damps of a dungeon, his faith never faltered, his zeal never grew cold. From that gloomy prison home he sent forth a strain so sweet, so beautiful, so true, that it touched the world’s great heart, and sent back one universal throb ot feeling. Lar nobler is his fame than that of those whom ‘ Storied uin and animated bust” proclaim the great of earth. The life and character of such truly great men point out to us what should be the end and aim of every man’s existence: to be and to do good; to say, write or perform something which shall leave the world better from his having lived. Let no one suppose that to do good he must do some thing great. A writer has very truly said that, he 4*ho makes two spires of grass to grow whore only one had previously grown, should be consid ered a public benefactor. The fields of action which duty assigns are widely different. Upon one she imposes the tillage of the soil, and the production of food-for man and beast; and to another she intrusts the helm of government, and the control of his country’s destiny. Some she calls to go out upon the sea in ships, and make a course upon the trackless waste of waters, while other# are urged to lift the banner of the cros& in the dark jungeis of heathen lands. To all these diverse pathways the end is the same. There is that serene and calm delight arising from con ferring a blessing which makes it mow blessed to give than to receive; a happiness which th&self ish never knew. There is a reciprocal influence ; a mutual exchange of benefits; for the world does not suffer those who generously labor for its welfare to go unrewarded. Beside this, there is “a peace above all earthly dignities; a still and quiet conscience,” which speaks as God’s vicege rent of his approving smiles. But there is an aim of life higher than these. We are here on probation, and upon the manner in which we use our gifts depends our eternal fate, whether we shall be elevated to higher dignity or sunk in degradation. While every faculty should be so cultivated as to expand its capaci ties, the moral nature should be so disciplined that all its energies will be directed to some no ble purpose. Thoughts should be cherished that will purify the mind, sanctify its emotions, fill it with tender affections and lift its hopes to Heaven. Whoever does thus will not have # lived in vain, though no eulogy on the historic page shall tell posterity of his greatness. There is an entry to his name in the record on High that shall invest him with glory when the gorgeous pageants of earthly grandeur shall have faded. That is no idle question, “What are you going to do?” Ponder it well, young man, before you return an answer, to yourself; consider it still more deeply before you announce that reply to others. The world lies before you. In it power may be gained, knowledge acquired, fame achiev ed and fortune won. Aspire to any or all of these if you will, for in themselves they are wor thy of your ambition. But while you seek these, aim at something higher, purer, nobler. Strive so to live that, “ When thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His ehamber in the silent balls of death,” there will not alone be a chair left vacant and a voice hushed, but a spirit of goodness will have passed from earth, whose loss will be deeply felt and long lamented. Such are the remembrances which goodness leaves behind; such the monu ment, “More enduring than brass,” which the generous and true can build up while living, and 1 dying, perpetuate. Levi S. Heart, Esq., has been appointed by His Excellency Governor Brown Military Store Keep er at Savannah, vice Sami. B. Ilaupt, deceased. We are indebted to Hon. S. A. Douglas for copies of his speech on the Appropriation Bill, and hie remarks on the State of Parties in Illi nois. Thompson, who was found guilty of the mur der of young Calhoun by the Superior Court of Muscogee county, is to be hanged at Columbus, on Frida y, the 2d of July. Green Martin, who was convicted of murder at the last term of the Superior Court of Wash ington County, and sentenced to be hung, has been allowed anew trial by the Supreme Court. The Dalton Times, of Juno 23d, says wheat will yield about half a crop : oats almost a total fail ure ; corn generally looks well, though it is re ported by some to be slightly affected with the rust. We call attention to the advertisement of W. B. Seals, from which it will be seen that he will again open his house fer the reception of visitors at the approaching Commencement of Meroer University. The Senitkcm Cultivator for July is on our table. Apart fi’om its inestimable value to every farmer as an Agricultural Journal, no small portion of its contents will be found of interest to the gen eral reader. Published by W. S. Jones, Augusta, Ga. at One Dollar a-year, in advance. The Proprietor of the Southerner published at Rome, Georgia, offers it for sale, as he has more busines 3on hand than ho can well attend to, and isAlesirous of turning his attention to|the job department . He says the Southerner has over 1,000 bona fide subscribers, and is doing an iwusually good business. The Court HJouse in Troupviile, Lowndes Cos was entirely destroyed by fire on the morning of the 23d inst. and all the record# lost. It will of course be charged upon an incendiary, but as it occurred during the session of the Court, it may very reasonably be supposed to have been the re sult of carelessness. Harper's Magazine for July is one of the moi>t interesting numbers of that always-interesting monthly which we have seen this year. It con tains a fine article on Gen. Francis Marion from the able pen of B. J. Lossing, with a number of ! elegant illustrations. There are two other illus trated papers; “A journey through the land of the Aztecs” and “Caraccas, ’ besides Thackeray’s “Virginians.” These, with the “Drawer” and “Table” and Easy *“Chair,” afford an unusually rich literary treat. - - • -*-• ■ Gen. Coffee, a pro oninent Democrat, and most 1 estimable man (saj s the the Athens Bcmn&r) died at his residence ii i Rabun county, on the 30th ult., of dropsy of tb e chest, in the sixty-fifth year of his age. He was a native of South Carolina, but moved to Georgia soon a£ ter arriving at manhood, and for near thirty yettrs represented Rabun county, in one or the otbr branch of the Legislature. He held the oifiae of State Senator from that county at the time of his death. Wj have hear and the remark madebymen that the | world owed the toi ft living, and truly some live as if they belie; *ed it a practical truth. Without speaking of the ee who by theft and burglary pro cure what they do not earn, there are thousands who are too laz y to do either of these; yet, with equal meanness; draw a parasitic existence from society. They assume to themselves the right of being support* sd by other men’s labors, without any exertion <if their own. It is a false notion, that the world 1 owes any man ft living, which, if adopted, will 1 eea<l to crime. The world owes no man anything j, and the only method by which it can be plac ied under any obligations, is vigor ous and conti ued labor. The fondri isss of some men for the dog tribe, is to us am] /rafcfery. That one who makes hunting a part of his* “business, and thinks a dog as neces sary a por’ don of his equipment as a gun or shot bag, shoul id love the faithful animal that follows him in hi $ excursions, is not strange at all. But we see n o reason why those who never have any use for a .dog more than once in six months, should keep a- iialf score of mean looking curs, and all the d< testable varieties of “mongrel, puppy, whelp xmd hound” lying in their yards doing notki ng but bark at and annoy every passer-by. frogs , when kept in such numbers, are a nuisance, a gr eat nuisance, and ought to be heavily taxed. For a good dop —if such a thing there be—a man mig ht afford to pay a tax; for he would become rau ch better b v being delivered from the influ ence of the multitude of mean dogs that would be h piled as soo* i as a law to tax them was enacted. Vj’EXT Sunday will be the anniversary of our i-V national birth. On that day we will have completed the eighty-second year of our exis tence as an independent power, Every heart, from Maine to. California, should, at the sunrise of that holy day, send up a fervent strain of thanksgiving to the ear of Jehovah for the un numbered mercies which have crowned us as a people during that period. The lines have fallen to us in pleasant places. Though our national character is marred by many imperfections, and many defects exist in our system of government, we are perhaps the best, and certainly the most prosperous nation on the globe. years! It may seem a short period, when compared with the twelve centuries which Rome claimed as the duration of her temporal power. But it is longer than any one of her governments existed without suffering the corrup tion of its original purity. The fair plant of Gre cian Liberty began to show here and there a yel low leaf before it had flourished for eight decades. What nation of modern Europe has moved on quietly and peaceably for three-fourths of a cen tury, without violating the letter or spirit of a written constitution, or departing in the slightest particular from an established policy? France and England are the same nations to-day that they were a hundred years ago, but are very far from having the same governments. Their power has not been lessened, or their dignity impaired; but it has been owing to the fact that the charac ter of the people possessed an influence to reju venate govermental systems which were contin ually tending to decay. Thus far in our history, we have flourished under a constitution that, tri umphing over all the angry bickerings of party spirit, has remained inviolate, becoming more sacred in popular estimation as age renders it venerable. Shall it continue so ? Have we deeply engrafted in our nationality the elements of per petuity, or are we slowly but surely approaching dissolution? Solemn queries are these, demand ing the-serious consideration of every true patriot. Ocr opinions of men and things are very largely influenced by the state of our feelings; much more so, really, than we are willing to admit. To-day, in an exhilirating ecstasy of joy, all the world looks bright and beautiful; to-morrow, cast down in the depths of despondency, nothing but darkness and gloom meets the eye. Charge not a man, then, with instability, if at one time he expresses an opiuion which he soon invalidates by a contrary expression. Our feelings are col ored media, from which all our conceptions take their hues, and as one changes, so must the other. ♦ [Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.] THE WIFE. BT CLARA CLIFTON. “ The rose-buds of kindness that blossom in life, Are nourished with love by the hand of the wife. Listen, wife; do you know what they are—rose buds of kindness ?—not the bright buds that blos som in your flower-vases —true, these are to beau tify home, and to gladden the husbands eyes but the rose-buds of kindness, that blossom in life, are of a different nature; they differ from the others in that one affects the senses and cre ates pleasant emotions, while the other, touching the heart, converts the pleasing emotion into a passion attended with desire to reward the au thor of the action. It is not enough that home is surrounded by beauty and comforts; that elegance and refine ment preside over the household: there must be kind words, kind looks and kind deeds. Does your husband’s coming in with a dark and cloudod*brow bring a shadow upon yours? Do you become discouraged and begin to despond and murmer? If so, love’s flowers will begin to wither; they should be “nourished with love by the hand of the wife.” Murmuring, desponding wife, try this plan when your husband comes in again with a troubled look: Let him see, with out any display on your part, how, during his ab sence, you have studied his pleasure. Does he love the eaay-chair, with dressing-gown and slip pers, in which to rest after the day’s toil is over? Then give them to him; let them be ready for him; put aside your work or book and assist him. Is lie affectionate and loving ? Then take his hands and warm them in yours; lay one hand tenderly on liis forehead, brush back the liaii gently, soothingly; whisper words of kindness, but leT'no murmur escape the lips; no account of domestic cares that have been worrying you through the day should grate on his tired senses. There are very many wives who will answer to these suggestions, “Never; such tenderness would ruin any man, and cause him to make a slave of his wife.” Ah! you liave’nt tried the experi ment, or, if you have and it has failed, I fear you made a bad choice in selecting a husband; you either accepted a crabbed old bachelor or a selfish, self-conceited man that cannot appreciate woman; one that never loved his mother and sisters, and that don’t deserve a wife ; but even such an one •aught be reformed, were the right influences ex erted. Few persons are constituted so cold hearted as to resist the winning iascinations ol woman's kindness and love. Don’t beafiaidto pet him; if lie is worthy a woman’s love, it will, instead of spoiling him, increase and elevate his love for you, and, in return for your kindness, he will say, with as much fervor as did Adam to Eve, “ My fairest, my espoused, my latest found ; Heaven’s last, best gift—my ever new delight. Woman is so constituted as to exert over man a winning power; her dependence and weakness make her an object of love and solicitude, and awaken emotions of love that an independent, tyrannical spirit could never awaken in the heart of man. Woman’s province is the affections; there alone should she rule; in those alone should she desire to excel. Man himself has acknowl edged his indebtedness to woman for what is chaste and refined in his character; and may not this refining influence be attributed to the tender nourishing of the rose-buds of kindness by the hand of love ? The wife’s responsibilities are not a few: upon her depends the happiness of her husband; her devotion and kindness lighten his cares and elicit liis love in return, as her unkindness and peevishness sour his temper and cool the ardor of his affection. It is so natural for man to look to woman for kindness, that he must ever be disap pointed when iis not found. Kindness from a woman and a wife receives a charm no other hand could give it. Although ’tis woman’s duty to minister to the wants and pleasures of her hus band, the fulfilment of these duties must not be lier only pleasure; she, too, must he a loved and cherished object, else she would be dwelling only in the suburbs of the marriage state, while it is her right, her peculiar privilege, to share equally all the joys. These, a good wife will have; for good wives piake good husbands, hike Osbornc, I pity from my heart the unhappy man who has a bad wife. “She is shackles on his feet; a palsy to his hands; a burden on his shoulder; smoke to his eyes; vinegar to his teeth ; a thorn in his side; a dagger to his heart.” Woman was created to be the helpmeet of man in every relation of life; to share alike his joys and sorrows. If she would increase her own hap piness, let her daily strew, with the fresh flowers of affection and kindness, the narrow and rugged pathway of life. , f June 4, 1858. ■ ‘ Vi i {T)LACE a beggar on horseback, and be will JL ride- extensively;” is an adage too of ten exemplified to need any further proof. We .sometimes see a man who has been reared in in digence suddenly placed in the possession of a fortune, and he “goes it” with a rapidity that outstrips all the ideas of Young America, and competes in fleetness with a streak of lightning. All those maxims of prudence and frugality which poverty taught him are instantly forgotten. He sees one end of his wealth; and is excited by a great curiosity to see the other. Everything which a vulgar taste prompts him to want is bought, and -not paid for, but carelessly or dered to be “charged,” and soon he is repeating, in very lachrymose style, the old complaint, that “riches take unto themselves wings and fly away.” Suddenly acquired weath, whether inherited from a foolish, though well-meaning, father, or obtained by drawing a “capital prize” in a lot tery, is seldom a blessing. A thousand honestly made by the sweat of the brow brings more true happiness than a million thus acquired. The first will always be so employed as to do good; the other will be either squandered in useless extrava gance, or, if used as the means of amassing more, it confines the heart with bands of steel and re presses every generous emotion. “ Put money in thy purse,” but first learn its value and the uses to which it can be rightfully applied. We have received a Catalogue of Hodge’s Male Institute. It is located in the pleasant little vil lage cf Greenwood, Abbeville Dist. S. C. and is under the rectorship of our friend and quondam college class-mate, William P. MeKellar. We are glad to learn from its pages that the institute is in a very flourishing condition, and hope its gen tlemanly Principal will continue to meet that success which he so eminently deserves. The Magnetic Telegraph.— As is well known, the English claim the invention of the magnetic telegraph for one of themselves, a Mr. Wheat stone. The trans-Atlantic telegraphic enterprise has caused this matter to be much talked of in Europe, and the Paris Moniteur, the official paper of France, settles it thus: No doubt the discovery of the principle upon which the electric telegraph system is founded does not belong to Mr. Morse, but he was the first to transfer that discovery from the region of speculative science into that of practical applica tion. It is owing to his labors and his investiga tions, the honor of which is incontestibly due to him, that electrical communication, which before his time was but a mere fact asserted by science, has become a reality, and one of the most useful acquisitions which our age lias made and has to bequeath to posterity. Louise Chandler Moulton, sends to the Home Journal the following very charming little ballad, entitled “ My Love :” I heard the wind blow over the elm-trees, By your side, love, long ago, And your cheek was as bright as the blossoms, : And your heart was as white as the snow. Now, the wind blows over the elm-trees, But I hark alone to its flow For your cheek is as white as your heart was, And the blossoms over you grow. Sidney Webster, Esq., of Boston, who was pri vate Secretary to President Pierce, has been ap pointed to be a Commissioner of the United States, in place of Judge Loring, selected to fill the vacancy in the Court of Claims, occasioned by the death of Judge Gilchrist. FARMERS’ DAUGHTERS. BY L. VIRGINIA FRENCH. A young girl who happens to be the daughter of a real, genuine farmer, should consider herself particularly fortunate. Her position is one which contains all the elements which go to make up a lofty character; it is calculated to bring out all the energies, to developeall the natural gifts, and in time, with proper guides, to make her one of the greatest women in the world. If there be in life one situation above all others, where the daughters may grow up healthful, beautiful, useful, graceful, intelligent and pure, that situa- I believe to be as one of the household band, in the home of the honest and independent farmer or planter. I would say to young girls whose lines have fallen in such “pleasant plaoes,” do not undervalue your peculiar advantages. You are the “ highly favored among women.” The circumstances in which you are placed, are such as are best ealculted to develope your powers in a threefold form : physically, mentally and mo rally. I would have you value your advantages, improve every one of them to the utmost, and place a proper estimate ujx>n yourselves. You have every opportunity to make yourselves noble, beau tiful, intellectual and useful women ; do this then and each in her own person “assert the dignity of labor.” Consult your parents, and form for yourself a purpose in life. They place oefore your brother some aim, some standard, some goal which his exertions are to reach, why not then give you “something to live for” also? Why should you be the only cipher in the family ? When you have “ finished” school don’t, for one moment, believe that you are “ educated.’! Don’t “ dress up” in your six flounces* etc. and sit down on the the parlor sofa, waiting for that young clerk at “ Ketchum & Clieatem’s” to “ call round.” No; let him show off his laces, embroideries, etc., etc, and wear them too, for all that you care about it. Remember, that “ let others do as they will, as for you,” you have something else to do than to sit down, fold your white hands, and wait to be married. You have an influence in society to wield—duty as a daughter, and perhaps a sister to perform —and then you must not forget your self—for you have a mind to be cultivated, health to be guarded, a heart to be educated, and an im mortal soul to be saved. Is not this a great deal of work ? Yes, trust me, if you only set about.it “ with a will” you will find every moment em ployed, and every day too short for the accom plishment of all your duties. You know hew much you can assist Mamma in all her varied de partments of domestic economy—the dairy, the poultry-yard, the store-room, the sewing-basket, the garden, the shrubbery, and twenty other things over which her watchful eye presides; but while doing all you can for her, please don’t neg lect Papa. No a', I see you smile incredulously, saying to your nice little self, “ Why what in the world could Ido for Papa ?” Oh 1 a great deal, if you will only assume the responsibility. Be sides preparing him some refreshing delicacy when he comes in, as he expresses it “hungry as a hawk,” or singing him a sweet song when his mind is over-tasked; you can talk with him, and learn of him about his fields, his stock, or his buildings—you can read to him his agricultural books and papers, (for there is a great deal of “head work” in fariming,) and thus improve your own mind, while adding also to his knowledge. Suppose, then, that some day he is called off on important business; though it is in the hurry of “harvesting;” he quietly takes his seat in the cars, and “goes on his way rejoicing.” “Ah! Squire, glad to sec you, but how in the world did you get to town—this is your busiest season, is it not?” The old man smiles, a deep light flashes in his “blue-gray eye”—is it pride or love ?%as he quietly replies, Yes sir, it is—but my Mary will attend to all that.” Oh! wouldn’t you “glory” in that? I would. I can see no necessity in the world for your troubling yourself about marriage, but if Ilarry Thornton, that intelligent, handsome, and suc cessful young planter, will keep on coming to con sult your Papa about this or that—always contriv ing by the way, to terminate his consultation with a walk, a ride, or a tctc-a-tcte with Papa’s “ Mary, —why then, you needn't be surprised, on some fine evening, to hear yourself “ respectfully elic ited” to become Mrs. Harry Thornton. Then l wish you remember that, marriage is only a ques tion of will with you—not a necessity-—J °ur good parents are not at all anxious to get rid of such a sweet, sensible, brave and beautiful child ; and you, if you don’t think you have “ a call to be oome a wife, have been too well educated to tear the name of “ old maid.” But if you love Harry, and your will is won, (which for his sake, poor fellow, I trust is the case,) then like an honest, dear little girl as you are—having far too much love for your lover and too much respect for yourself to “flirt,”—say “yes,” immediately—and Heaven bless you both !—Southern Homestead* “Can yon return my love, dearest Julia?” “ Certainly, Sir :• 1 don’t want it, I'm sure.” Wm. 11. Russell, the army correspondent of the London 37 ho*, gets SIO,OOO per annum, and all expenses paid. Politicians make fools of themselves; pettifog gers make fools of othei-s; and pretty girls mate fools of both. EnoclTßoone, nephew of Col. Daniel Boone, and the first white man born in Kentucky, is still living in that State. This is too grave a matter to make light of,” as the whale said to the man who was dipping the the oil out of his head. Fox had a great respect for the genius of his rival, Pitt. He used to say, “ I neverwant a word but he never wants the. word.” There areeloven newspapers in Missouri advocat-. ing the fame of negro emancipation. Four of them are in the city of St. Louis. Member's of Congress will be elected during the present year in New York, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Missouri and Arkansas. . A lively Hibernian exclaimed, at a party where Theodore Hook shone as the evening star, “Och, Master Theodore, but you’re the hooh that nobody i can hate.” Wheat is selling in Knoxville at GO and 65 cents per bushel; bacon, hog round at 71 cents per pound; corn at 28 and 40 cents per bushel, and oats at 20 cents. The latest news from the seat of fashion, Paris, is to the effect, that “ long skirts and sweeping trains are to be replaced by short dresses and shorter petticoats.” The richest man in England is tho Marquis of Westminister. His wealth is estimated at £21,- 000,000 sterling, or $105,000,000, and his annual income at $3,500,000. A quack sent a puff to an editor offering twen ty shillings for its publication as an editorial. The Editor replied, “ I cannot insert a forty shil ling lie for twenty shillings.” There are at'least two thousand people, of both sexes, from the other States sojourning in Indiana and Illinois, for the express purpose of getting rid of their wives and husbands. In the United States Circuit Court at Portland, on Saturday, Judge Clifford sentenced George W. Young of Augusta. (Me.) the mail robber, to fif teen years in the State prison. The amount of the appropriations made at the late session of Congress, is six,ty eight million dol lars- or twelve millions less than it was reported immediately after the adjournment. An umbrella has been manufactured in Con necticut, called the “ lending umbrella.” It is made of brown paper and willow twigs, intended exclusively to accommodate a friend. The Selma ( X\s) Sent'mcl mentions a rattlesnake caught on a plantation near that city. It had nine rattles, was four feet in length, about twen ty-five inches in girth and weighed forty pounds. At Iberville, La., at a public sale recently, af. m. c. became the purchaser of a sugar plantation in that parish, at the price of $240,000, making him the owner altogether of 4.500 acres of land and 200 negroes. j The Kingston, Jamaica, correspondent of the New York Herald, states that Col. Harrison, U. S, consul at that port, died there on the 24th ult. His death was deeply regretted by all the inhabi tants of the island. It has been remarked that ladies have generally a great fear of lightning, and this lias been super ficially ascribed to their natural timidity; but the truth is, that it arises from their conscious ness of being attractive. Life is but a walk over a moor, and the wild flowers that grow upon our path are too few not to gather them when they come within sight, even though it may cost us a step or two aside— it’s all day’s journey, and get home at last. The amount of sugar destroyed by the inunda tion in Louisiana is estimated at 59,000 hogsheads —worth $3,000,000. The cotton destroyed by the overflow on the banks of the Mississippi, it is said, will be 100,000 bales, whose value would probably be $4,000,000. Mr. Allen, son-in-law of Mr. Vanderbilt, ac companied by Mr. Webster, whose name has ap peared so often in connection with transit mat ters, has proceeded to Nicaragua to watch the turn which events may take in relation to the Cass-Yrassi treaty. The French Gazette, Medical, states that char coal has been accidentally discovered to be a cure for burns. By laying a piece of charcoal on the burn, the pain subsides at once By leaving it on for an hour, the wound will be healed. It is cer tainly worth a trial. A certain sharp attorney was said to be in bad circumstances. A friend of the unfortunate law yer met Jor fold, and said, “ Have you heard about poor It—■ — ; ? His business is going to the devil.” Jerrold—“ That’s all right; then ho is sure to get it back again.” Jerrold was in France, and with a Frenchman who w r as enthusiastic on the subject of the Anglo- French alliance. He said that he was proud to .see the English and French such good friends at last. Jerrold—“ Tut! the best thing I know be tween France and England is—tire sea.” The city of Cairo, at tho junction of tho Missis sippi and Ohio rivers, now under water, is princi pally owned by a company represented by stock to tho amount of $4,000,000, of which George Pea body owns $70,000, having purchased the same during his visit to this country last year. A man named Wm. Simcock, of Washington county, Pa., recently lost his wife in the morning —was arrested by the constable at eleven o’clock —married his second wife before night—and fol lowed the remains of his first wife, in company with the second, to the grave the day after. Ascertain how much land you can afford to keep from weeds. Remember, we ought not to judge a man’s gardening qualities by the amount of land he tills, but how well he cultivates; bet ter quarter of an acre full of fiaiit and flowers, than half, where every other plant is a weed. The General Assembly of Presbyterians, recent ly in session in Chicago, has decided by a vote of 160 to 52 that divorces cannot be granted unless adultery be clearly shown, and that any one mar rying a person divorced for any other cause, is himself guilty of adultery in a moral view of the case. The following is a passage from tho prayer of the clergyman who officiated in the House of Representatives on the last day of the session ; “Be with them in their weakness, strengthen them with thy strength, scan with thy searching eye all their legislative acts, and we pray thee, 0 lord, that Thou will overrule all their doingsT’ A man died, a few days since, aged ninety-four years, in Cambridge, Mass., who had lived very poorly, and was not supposed to own any proper ty, except the house and lot in which he lived. His heirs, however, on searching the premises, discovered specie of various countries and denom inations, to the amount of fifty thousand dollars. A fast Irishman, in a time of revival, joined the church, but was found sinning greviously, not long afterward. “ Didn’t you join the Methodists?” inquired a pio.usly inclined person. “Faixan’ I did—l jined for six months, and behaved so well that they let me off with three.” “ There was a wag at college with me who used to amuse the class by the odd answers he would give to the questions of the Professor. It used to be the custom—and a very necessary one it was— to spend Saturday morning in drilling the class in English grammar. On one of these occasions the following passage occurred between Jones and the Professor: “Professor. •‘Well, Mr. Jones, what do you un derstand by masadine V i §||| “Jones. * That means the mend “Professor. ‘ And feminine f ■ “ J ones. ‘ That means the women,’ “ Professor. ‘ And neuter V ‘ “ Jones. * Ahem! that must mean the children !’ , “Professor. ‘Ah! Mr. Jones; where did you . get that information V • “Jones. ‘Well, Sir, lam not certain; but I l think you will find it in some at Paul's miscellaneous writings/” The Wife's Appeal. Come near me—Jennie lay my hand Once more upon thy brow, And let me whisper in thine ear * Uove s last and fondest vow. The bps that breathe these trembling ward* Will soon be cold in death, * And thy dear cheek can feel ho mor* f *• * “ ejr warm and loving breath. I go front thee; God only knows How I have longed to stay How I have shuddered thus to tread The lone and shadowy way. Faith tpl!s me that I soon may knew The joy the blessed find, And yet I falter when I cast A lingering look behind. I see ihee bowed before me lie re, In bitterness and tears, But I can leave something still *£?■- To light thy weary years. Young, tender forms wifi cling to the# — Perhaps will miss my tone, And though they may not share tby grief, Thou wilt not feel alone. Fold them still closer to thy breast, And soothe their childish woe, And cheer the many lonely hours The motherless must know. The world with all its hopes and joys, AVill sometimes make t lice glad, But they must linger round a hearth All desolate and sad. And O ! when time shall calm thy grief, Perchance the hour may come, When thou wilt win another form To share thy hetrt and home. When thou wilt welcome to thy board A younger, fairer faco, And bid thy children smile on her Who takes their mother’s place. But think not, could I speak to thee, That I would frown or blame, Though they c-lioald love the stranger as#, And call her by her name; For they will speak to thee of me— My memory is their trust,— A word, a smile, a ,look like mine, Will call me from the dust. Yet make ray grave no place of tears, But let the dear ones bring, To cheer their mother’s lonely home, The blossoms of the spring. And even there, thou too, may’st kneel, And softly press the earth That covers her whose face once gave, A brightness to thy hearth. Then will the forms of early years Steal softly to thy side, And for an hour thoucan’st forget ” Thou hast another bride. She may be all thy heart can ask, So dear, so true to thee, But O ! the spring-time of thy love, Its freshness was for me. May she be blest who comforts thee, And with a gentle hand. Still guide the little trembling ones Who make our household band; She cannot know the tenderness That fills their mother’s breast, But she can love them for thy sake And make them more than blest. Yet keep one place, one little place, From all the rest apart; One spot which I will call “a home,” Within their faithful heart; And in the holy hour of dreams, When spirits fill the air, >. With tender eye and folded wing I’ll softly rest me. there. May God forgive this erring love That is to mortals given; It almost woos my spirit back From happiness and heaven. And yet I feel I will not die When this frail life is o’er, But. watch till all my loved ones come Where we shall meet to part no more. During the session of Congress just closed, ao less than five personal altercations have taken place between members, viz: Grow and Keitt, Clay and Cullum, Hughes and Harris, Davis and Ben jamin, andGwin and Wilson. It is pleasant to be able to state that nobody was hurt, though it is raro to see so much smoke without fire. Expla nations have proved more efficacious than bullets. “ We shall have to give the name of this broth er, and also of another one, in order to disclose the point of another pun of which he was guilty not long since. Ilisname is Story; and, in acom pany of ministers, a widower named Smart was rallying him on remaining so long a bachelor. ‘ W hat’s the reason,’ said he, ‘ that you don’t attach another Story to your house ?’ His imme diate reply was ‘ I would, if I was Smart.” Lose wood, and the Tomb of Napoleon.— The St. Helena Herald of tho 4th of March contains an ordiance of the governor, granting to the Emper or of the French, and his heirs in perpetuity, th# lands forming the sites of Longwood and the tomb of Napoleon's Yale, where the tomb is situ ated, comprise about 23 acres, while those of Longwood comprise about 3. They recently be longed to private owners, and have been pur chased by the Crown for the purpose of the pres ent transfer, at a cost of £I,OOO for the tomb, and £3,500 for the house. — Owners of the London Times. —Mr. John Wal ter, M. P. for the borough of Nottingham, i principal proprietor of the Times newspaper, hold ing nineteen shares out of the twenty-four into which that publication is divided. The pub lisher, who is responsible for all libels, &c., has one share. Mr. John Delane, the editor, has one share; and Mrs. Carden, mother of Sir Rob ert Carden, the present Lord Mayor of London, has three shares. It is estimated that each pro prietary share is worth over SIO,OOO a year, ma king the agreeable sum of $240,000 to S2bO,OOQ per annum out of all the shares. Mr. Walter’s individual ‘receipts from this source may be aver aged at some $200,000 a year. From a splendid volume recently published, but which shall be unhonored with a name in the Drawer, we take the following extract, furnished by a reader who thinks it matches any “ highfa lutin’ ” writing he has seen in many a day: “If Time disaggregates’material, it does not’d©- ny a compensatory medium to the association of the past with the future; nor can it, for if even re cords fail,memory, invigorated by age and strength ened by exercise, comes to the rescue, lights up the past, and rejuvenates among the ruins, or their shades, of the wisdom of our early fathers!” And again: “To all appearance, he passed Time’s ordeal without the care of much wealth, or the risk or fear of bankruptcy; and shed Ids mortality under Oriented tints of an unclouded sunset.” The Daughter of Aaron Burr. —The Carolina Spartan supplies anew incident in the life of Aaron Burr, regarding the death of his daughter. It professes to derive its information from an old and distinguished citizen of Charleston, now dead; “ Burr, in his many intrigues, compassed the ruin of the wife of the captain of a coaster between New York and Charleston. To remove the cap tain, Burr corrupted his sailors to mutiny and de stroy him. On the outward voyage no opportuni ty offered, and the execution of the plan was de ferred till the return trip. Unfortunately on this very vessel Mrs. Alston took passage. Her fate was an awful retribution ujx>n her abandoned fa ther. lie never looked up alter, and|doubtless from the conviction that the sins of the father were visited upon the child. Our informant went to New York to look up the wife of this captain. Hearing that Burr knew her, he sought an inter view. ‘flic mention of the name was the signal for silence ; nor would Burr keep a further ap pointment, or impart any information on the topic.” The Clerk and Plow-boy.—The young man who leaves the farm-field for the merchant’s desk, or the lawyer’s or the doctor’s, thinking to dignify or ©noble his toil, makes sad mistake. He pas ses by that step from independence to vassalage. He barters a natural for an artificial pursuit; and he must be the slave of the caprice of customers, and the chance of trade, either to support him self or to acquire fortune. The more artificial & man’s pursuit, the more, debasing is it, morally and physically. To te3t It, oontrast the mer chant’s clerk with the plow-boy. The former may have the most exterior polish, but the latter, under his rough outside, possesses the true stami na. He is the freer, franker, happier and nobler man. Would that young men might judge of the dignity of labor by its usefulness, rather than by the superficial glosses it wears. Therefor# we never see a man’s nobility in his kid gloves and toilet adornments, but in that sinewy arm, whose outlines, browned by the sun, betoken % hardy, honest toil, under whose farmer’s or me* < hanic’s vest a kingliest heart City Merchants Mayame,