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fpje ||§eot(jiit ||§riStt&fT. JOHN 11. SEALS, NEW SERIES, VOLUME 111. OTHE EEOHEI I O temperance crusader. Published every Thursday iu the year, except two. TERMS ! Two Dollars per year, in advance. JOHN H. SEALS, Solk Propriktor. LIONEL L. YKAZKY, Editor Literary Department. MKS M. E. BRYAN, Editress. JOHN A. REYNOLDS, Pcbusher. 5353r3<3&530 Clubs op Ten Names, by sending the Cash, will receive the paper at - • - - slso"s copy. Clubs of Five Names, at 180 “ Any person sending us Five new subscribers, inclo sing the money, shall receive an extra copy one year free of cost. .<•*> ADVERTISING DIRECTORY: Kates of Advertising: 1 square, (twelve lines or less,) first insertion, $1 00 “ Each continuance, 50 Professional or Business Curds, not exceeding six lines, per year, 5 00 Announcing Candidates for Office, 3 00 Standing Advertisements: Advertisements not marked with the number of insertions, will be continued until forbid, and charged accordingly. Druggists and others, may contract fer advertising by the year on reasonable terms. Legal Advertisements: Sale of Land or Negroes, by Administrators, Ex ecutors and Guardians, per square, 5 00 Sale of Personal Property, by Administrators, Ex ecutors and Guardians, per square, 3 25 Notice to Debtors and Creditors, 3 25 Notice for Leave to Sell, A 00 Citation for Letters of Administration, 2 ‘5 Citation for Letters of Dismission from Adm’n, 500 Citation for Letters of Dismission from Guard’p, 325 Legal Requirements: Sales of Land and Negroes by Administrators, Exec utors or Guardians, are required, by law, to be held on the First Tuesday in the month, between the hours of ten in the forenoon and three in the afternoon, at the Court-house door of the county in which the property is situate. Notices of these sales must be given in a pub lie Gazette, forty days previous to the day of sale. Notices for the sale of Personal Property must be given at least ten days previous to the day of sale. Notices to Debtors and Creditors of an estate, must be published forty days. Notice that application will be made to the Court oi Ordinary, for leave to sell Land or Negroes, must be pub lished weekly for two months. Citations for Letters of Administration, must be pub lished thirty days —for Dismission from Administration monthly, six months —for Dismission from Guardianship, forty days. Rules for Foreclosure of Mortgage must be published monthly, for four months —lor compelling titles from Ex ecutors or Administrators, where a bond has been issued by the deceased, the full space of three months. Publications will always he continued according to these, the legal requirements, unless otherwise or dered. <£7'Ae &■fttoiiuy o CSf'mclcnj, KINO & liEWIS, Attorneys at Late, Greexes boro, Ga. The undersigned, having associated themselves together in the practice of law, will attend to all business intrusted to their eare, with that prompt ness and efficiency which long experience, united with industry, can secure. Offices at Greeneshoro and five miles west of White Plains, Greene county, Ga. y. r. king. July 1, 1858. m. w. lewis, j WHIT fc. JOHNSON, Attorney at Law, Augusta, Ga. will promptly attend to all business intrusted to his professional management in Richmond and the adjoining counties. Office on Mclntosh street, three doors below Constitutionalist office. Reference —Thos. R. R. Cobb, Athens, Ga. June 14 ly TANARUS) OGER L. WHIGH AM, Louisville, Jes-1 J-A ferson county, Georgia, will give prompt attention to any business intrusted to his care, in the following counties : Jefferson, Burke, Richmond, Columbia, War ren, Washington, Emanuel, Montgomery, Tatnall and Scriven. April 26, 1856 ts LEONARD T. DOYAL, Attorney at Law, McDonough, Henry county, Ga. will practice Law in the following counties: Henry, Spaulding, Butts, Newton, Fayette, Fulton, DeKalb, Pike and Monroe. Feb 2-4 DJI. SANDERS, Attorney at Law, Albany, • Ga. will practise in the counties of Dougherty, Sumter, Lee, Randolph, Calhoun, Early, Baker, Deca tur and Worth. Jan 1 ly HT. PERKINS, Attorney at Law, Greenes * boro, Ga. will practice in the counties ot Greene, Morgan, Putnam, Oglethorpe, Taliaferro, Hancock, Wilkes and Warren. Feb ly PHIEEIP B’ ROBINSON, Attorney at Law, Greenesboro, Ga! will practice in the coun ties of Greene. Morgan, Putnam, Oglethorpe, Taliafer ro, Hancock, Wilkes and Warren. July 5, ’56-lv TAMES BROWN, Attorney at Law, Fancy 8 Hill, Murray Cos. Ga. April 30, 1857. AuviirwMff Am 7$ THE firm of J. S. BARNWELL &OO will bo dissolved on the First of Next Month, 1 * mutual consent —at which time those having demand against said firm, will please present them, and those indebted are respectfully notified tiiat the books will be open for settlement by note or cash. The undersigned will give his attention to the settlement of all claims. Mr. Barnwell will continue in the business of HAR NESS MAKING and REPAIRING, whom 1 take great pleasure in recommending as a faithful and com petent workman. [June 24 —2ni] It. J. MASSEY. PENFIELD AND GREENESBORO iaii Harm* [TACKS or any desired accommo- SEgiSaei-T-L dation, waiting the arrival of each train. Passengers for Penfield, Scull Shoals, Dr. Dur ham’s, Watkinsvilie, Watson’s Springs or any other point, will be carried thither safely and promptly. Passengers from any of these points desiring to meet any of the trains, can find like accommodation. Prices moderate. Good horses and conveyances, with or without dri ver. CASH will be required. I have Horses and Buggies for hire at my stable in Penfield. ‘ II- NEES ON, Jr. July 15,1858 SURGEON & MECHANICAL DENTIST, TXyOULD inform bis friends that he {f&Nji&L * will be back in November and attend his^engagements at White Plains, Mt. Zion, Oxford and Penfield. May 13, 1858-tfjan SIBLEY & BOGGST —WHOLESALE AND RET All. DEALERS IN— Choice Family Groceries, Cigars, &c, 276 Broad Street, Augusta, Georgia. Feb 18,1858 ringV.-IQD’ THE firm of COE & LATIMER is this day dis solved by mutual consent. H. A. COE, Greenesboro, May Ist, 1858 J. S. LA'I IMER. The practice will be continued by I, 8, & s*,iMll) who will visit Oxford, Penfield, White Plains, Mount Zion, Warrenton, Elberton, Danielsville Fort Lamar, ol which due notice will be given intlie Crusader and Gazette. Permanent office mJ. CUNNINGIIA3F S sftLOCK, GREENESBORO. May 13, 1858 ‘ tjanl JF you want an article superior to Potash for • making Soap, buy the CONCENTRATEE LEY. March 25 J. M. BOWLES. IF you want bright and sharp Knives, buy a BATH Ktl€K [April efl J. M- BOWLES. Ail Earnest Appeal. “VTECESSITY compels me to make an earnest appeal to those who are indebted to me for 1856 and ’57, for help. I need money to carry on my busi | ness, and a small sum from each one whose account is | past due, would make lue easy. Shall I appeal in vain ! I July S W. B. SEALS. | ! LOVERS OF GOOD THINGS, FRESH AND PURE, JUST give ‘ Old Mac’ a call— he’s always ready to supply ihe wants of those who may favor hint i with their patronage. What’ll you have t j A saucer of Cream, A Lemonade, Oranges &. Bananas, Peacans & Peanuts, Candies and Cakes, Stews, Fries, Bakes, Col’rado&Ch’ roots, ’Backer & Havanas,- In sun or shade, ‘Old Mac’s’ th’ team that can furnish just what you may love! i's3-Meals at short notice; Call, examine and fiat. He may still be found at his old place. Greenesboro, June 10, 1858 D. McDONALD. CURES GUARANTEED! CANCERS AND SCROFCLA CURED. OXEjUUNDKED AND THIRTEEN CASES CURED LAST YEAR, 1557. PAMPHLETS containing testimonials <i the highest character, as to his success, will be forwar ded to any that may wish them. Those wishing to test the efficacy of DR. CLOP TON’S WONDERFUL REMEDIES, must give a correct description of the disease, its appearance in its incipient stage, progress, present condition, location, Ac. A three cent postage stamp must accompany all com munications. Address .1. A. CLOPTON, M. D. July 15, 1858 ly Huntsv.llo, Ala. Bowdon Collegiate Institution, DOWD ON, CARROLL COUNTY, GA. THE Fall Term will open on Second Wednes day of August, 1858. Thorough instruction given in the various English branches, in Latin, Greek and French. Particular at tention paid to Pure Mathematics, to Surveying and Civil Engineering. A Military Company will be organ ized as soon as the term opens. chas. a. McDaniel, a. m. Professor An. Languages, Nat. Phil. &o. JOHN M. RICHARDSON, B. S. Military Instructor, Prof. Mathematics, &.c. July 22-fit Mo Wo Warehouse & Commission Merchant, AUGUSTA, GA. K 1 /CONTINUES the business in all its branches, in his large and commodi ous Fire-Proof Warehouse, on Jackson street, near the Globe Hotel. Orders for Goods, &.c. promptly and carefully filled. ‘l'lte usual cash facilities afforded customers. July 22 Cm* lESAIfiSS & Warehouse & Commission Merchants, AUGUSTA. GA. ’%f~ FBf IT AVIN< ien tered in to h eo-pa rt- ; J ~ 1 * lli I ) for Purpose of carrying on the Storage and Commission Business in a n u s its branches, respectfully solicit con signments of Cotton and oilier produce; also orders for Ba gging, Rope and family supplies. Their strict, per- > sonal attention will be given to the business. All the facilities due lrom factors to patrons shall be granted with a liberal hand. ISAAC T. HEARD, ! , WM. C. DERRY. July 22d, 1858. CJE3 151 MALE ANI) FEMALE ACADEMY. h Trustees of tliis Institution announce that . die next Term will-commcnce on Monday, the 9th inst. under the superintendence of HENRY C. WARE, Esc/, as heretofore. They take this occasion again to recommend this Seliool to the notice of parents and guardians, and challenge a comparison with any school in tlie State, in the thoroughness of instruction, suc cessful discipline, healthfulness of location, moral in fluences, and the absence of all inducements to vice and dissipation. Board can be obtained in the neighborhood at $7 or $8 per month, or in the family of the principal, at $lO per month. J. R. YOUNG, WM. O. CHENEY, C. D. KINNEBREW, | WM. EDMONDi*vjN, I Aug s—ru JAS. F. GEER. ‘ j Selling Off at Cost! The subscriber, with a view to closing his busi ness, is now offering his entire stock of mer chandise at cost. Anyone in want of a bargain, ei ther in Dry Goods, Dress Goods, Ready-made Cloth ing, Hats. Caps, Boots, Shoes, Drugs, Medicines, Crock- ! ery, Hollow and Willow Wares, &c., &c\, will do well I to call and examine my Stock, before purchasing. Penfield, Aug. 5 WM. B. SEALS. I im muff mums & misrfw WILL continue the WAREHOUSE and COM MISSION BUSINESS at their old stand on Jackson street. Will devote their personal attention to the Storage and sale of Cotton, Bacon, Grain, &c. [ Liberal cash advances made when required; and all j orders for Family Supplies, Bagging, Rope, Ac. tilled j at the lowest market price. JOHN C. REES. [Aug 12] SAM’L D. LINTON. have just received a assortment French Worked Collars, SWISS AND JACONET BANDS, SWISS & JACONET TRIMMINGS, ] SWISS & JACONET FLOUNCINGS, PL’N & EMBR’D LINEN COLLARS, Barge as’ tinent pßn <f; cwh. Jj. C. lldlfs, Rich Ch’ly LACE VEILS,new styles. —also— Rich Silk and Lace Mantillas, LINEN DUSTERS ; rich Organdie Muslins, Low priced LAWNS; white BRILLIANTS, Plain and cheeked NAINSOOKS, “ “ JACONETS, “ “ CAMBRICS, “ “ MULLS. These goods having been recently bought at a great reduction on the market price, will be sold correspond ingly low ; and a portion of them having been bought ’ of the manufacturer about 50 per cent, less than they ’ could have been bought at any auction sale, they will } be sold lower than the same quality of goods have ever been offered at in this city. Our stock is otherwise well assorted, and offers rare inducements in the way of I LOW PRICES. All of which we will le pleased to | exhibit at our ONE PRICE S4l’ olt E v Aug 12 BROOM & NORRELL. 1 “ GBEENE COUNTY SHERIFF’S SALES. WILL be sold before the courthouse door in the city of Greenes boro, on the Ft It ST TUESDAY in SEPTEMBER next, within the ’ legal hours of sale, the following property, to-wit: One hundred acres of land in said county, lying on the Athens Branch of the Georgia Rail Road, near 1 Union Point, adjoining lands ol the estate of James ; Carlton, B. F. Carlton and others : levied on by virtue of a fi fa issuing from the Superior Court of said county, in favor of James W. Asbury vs R. A. Newsom and John Evans, and other fi fas in my hands vs said New som. Properly pointed out by defendant. Aug 4, 1858 I. MORRISON, Sh’ff. i On Tuesday last the students of Dartmouth , eollege presented to their venerable President, Dr. Lord, a full sized marble statue of himself, executed by Ball Hughes. The statue is depos ited in college for safe keeping, and is said to be a beautiful piece of art, and very life like. THE ADOPTED ORGAN OF ALT. TUB TEMPERANCE ORGANIZATIONS IN THE STATE. PENFIELD, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, AUGUST 12, 18 58. LMTMEMTTtvi/ BY MRS. M. E. BRYAN. BLOODLESS VICTORIES. THE standard of greatness lias materially changed since the days of Ctesar and Hanni bal. Then, the sword was tho symbol of power, and no laurels were so worshipped and so coveted as those dipped in human gore. The time is passed, when to mere brute force or expert gen eralship, were awarded the palms of Fame. The pen is now mightier than the sword, and the active will that devotes itself to the good of humanity, is more potent still. Bloodless victo ries are notv won in the field of science, and tal ent and industry find ample scope for the exer cise of their energies in being useful to humanity, in waging a crusade against ignorance and wrong, and carrying the light of revelation into land* still sitting in the shadow of heathen darkness. And by so much—as it is nobler to create than to destroy; to conquer by example and persuasion, than by animal force; to inspire love, than fear ; to exalt, than to debase—are these bloodless vic tors better than the gory conquerors of old. This the world has seen and acknowledged at ; last, and her highest meed of praise is given, not ! to the warrior who carries all before him by the | aid of tiro and sword, but to the true heroes—the ! Christian philanthropists—who devote their lives unselfishly to the good of humanity. We see more than one instance of this in the last decennium of the world’s history. Havelock, with the green laurels yet fresh upon liis brow, finds a warrior’s honored grave in India, and America wafts a sigh of sympathy across the At lantic for the mother country’s loss; but Elisha Kane, the brave, true-hearted Columbus of the age; he whom Charles Wadsworth has described as the man “of a marvelous and majestic pa tience,’’ falls a victim to his exertions in behalf of science and of humanity, and the whole civi lized world mourns his death and places the urn of his memory side by side with that of Sir Philip Sydney. There is vet another brilliant and liv ing example of moral heroism. Doctor Living stone, in his sixteen years of toil and hardship in Africa, laboring bravely and patiently in his unselfish philantlirophy, has reared for himself a granite monument in the hearts, not only of his proud countrymen, but of all who can appreciate true courage, sublime self-abnegation and earnest, quiet, religious zeal. Our hearts go with him on his work of love and mercy ; our prayers follow his toiling footsteps through burning sands and savage wilds, fearful lest death suddenly cut short the noble work and deprive the world of a spirit so strong and steadfast, and then we look around us for others to fill his place, when t-lie great heart, the giant will and the strong arm are indeed pow erless. There are bloodless victories yet to bo achieved in science, in philanthropy and virtue, and “ All may be heroes. The man who rules his spirit, saith the voice That cannot err, is greater than the man Who takes a city.” BEAUTIFUL HOMES. PROVIDENCE has given to us all ideas Os beauty, and designed that they should not lie dormant in our minds, but should be produced in the outer world through the medium of our faculties—made apparent through our lives, through our lips, through our hands. Some in dividuals have acted poems by their harmonious lives; others given utterance to their ideas of beauty through the medium of tongue or pen, and others still, by the products of their hands. What matter, if they were not enabled to em body their sense of the beautiful in a picture, a statue or a monument of architectural skill. If they may not carve the capital of a column, they may twine a wreath of flowers. True beauty is not incompatible with utility or economy. The loveliest things are cheapest, and the poor man may make his home a little temple of beauty. It is the duty of all to do this—to render their dwellings meet altars for the worship of God, and for this purpose they do not jieetl the Midas touch of wealth. Rosewood and buhl, damask and velvet, pictures, statues, gilded cornices and stately walls have a beauty of tlieir own, and it is well that they should be sought by those who such luxuries; but let not tlie man ©f moderate means underrate the beauty that is his dowry and the heritage of all. It lies within his reach; let him light his home with its pres ence; let taste be blended with use in the situa tion and arrangement of his dwelling: lot him twine a honeysuckle over the humble porch, and with its clustering leaves and delicate blossoms— fragrance laden and haunted by “wee winged things”—it will be a more perfect ornament than a Corinthian column; let him plant fruit trees around his home, and in the shade of their flower or fruit-laden boughs place the hives of working bees, that he may bo soothed by their melodious murmurs, cheered by their busy toil, and may enrich liis table with their healthful food. And within doors the genius of beauty may I walk band in hand with economy. | \Valls covered with papering of delicate pattern, ] modest drawings, neat and simple furniture, pol ! islied floors, gauzy curtains, looped hack with 1 graceful ribbons, vases of fresh flowers on the j cleanly swept mantle and clusters of white roses peeping in at the windows, combine to form a picture of harmonious beauty such as angels might love to look upon; for neatness and order aro the principle, elements of beauty. Nature, in deed, may venture upon “graceful disorder,” but when art would imitate her, she has generally failed. Venus herself could not endure the test of a dirty face, and even the rich, Gothic style, with its irregular redundance of ornament, failed to impress as favoralfly as the simple and elegant lonic. Beauty is an auxiliary of Religion. God is beauty, as bo is love, and it would seem almost as absurd to imagine a heaven without purity as without beauty. “ Cleanliness, next to godliness,” is a proverb true as it is old, and we have said that cleanliness is an attribute of beauty, and one whieh a wise Providonco has ordained should be almost universally inherent in woman—that sex which has been constituted guardian of the household hearth —presiding genius of home. M. E. B. SEWING AND SEWING MACHINES. Click, click, goes mama’s iron needle woman” in the sitting-room adjacent to my study, and Helen is trying to make herself heard above it. She is describing some lively incident, but half ts point is lost on account of that busy click, click of the iron seamstress. Papa admires it in finitely. He quite likes its monotonous song, and watches it with undiminished interest. “It s the best invention yet for keeping wo man’s tongues quiet,” 1 overheard him remark j to himself, as he returned to his paper, after looking for a moment at the busy worker, all uu j conscious of observation, lie has the family habit of indulging in monologue, and if “walls had ears,” would make but a poor repositor of a secret. Yes, the iron needle woman is, without doubt, a capital and ingenious invention; but it will always have this one fault with our sex: it is too noisy.. I suggest that there be an improvement in this respect, and as it is scarcely likely it will ne attempted by the men—unaccomodating crea tures whose highest pleasure should be, that they are allowed the privilege of listening to feminine voices—then let some Ilosa Bonheur arise in the department of mechanics, as in the fine arts, and obtain the patent of anew sewing machine—war ranted not to make a noise that will prevent Mrs. Pry and Mrs. Grundy from benevolently coun seling together for the good of the Turnipville community. But seriously enough, though a friend to the sewing machine, I should be sorry to see it do away with all necessity for pretty go’d thimbles, or that most womanly, pleasant and interesting of all every-day employments—needle work. Work, I mean, where ihe slender white fingers, with their dainty sheath, (you have watched them, young gentleman,) play over the snowy cambric or bright worsted, calling forth their admirer’s never-ceasing wonder at tho dex terous performance, together with very interesting trials, to see if their masculine fingers could not ac complish the delicate task—-just, you know, for the pleasure of failing; of giving up with a puzzled look, and of hearing the little silvery laugh at their pretended discomfiture, and tho “Dear, what a pretty old bachelor you would make, sir. I doubt if you could sew on a button.” Then, needle work—not embroidery alone, but all kinds of plain sewing—is the very best ano | dyne for excited feeling. Give an angry woman j her noodle and a pieco of work, and, provided i the thread is strong and will hear snapping and | .jerking, she will vent all her ill humor upon it in | less than fifteen minutes, and probably spare | the head of tho house—a tornado at dinner. It is bad policy to send a young bride to her new home with wardrobe and liouso linen so abun dantly provided that there is no occasion for her doing so much as even hemming a handkerchief: for when tho little dear has read the first and last six pages of every novel in the library, packed and unpacked her bridal finery a score of times and written to dear mama and all her school friends what a charming thing it is to be mar ried, then she has nothing to do but make a be witching toilet for dinner three hours earlier than necessary, and sit on thefauteuU in her seven stiff flounces, biting her fan and concocting a good lecture for Charles, should ho chance to come i home a few moments beyond the usual hour. But needle work is also a potent soother of an guish. There is something very quieting in the monotonous employment, and the sound of the thread drawn regularly through has an effect upon the nerves similar to that of rain dropping softly on forest leaves. The mourner—i fa woman —when the first violence of grief is past, turns instinctively for comfort to her needlg. In that womanly employment, she finds relief from the grief that burdens her. The occupa tion that keeps her hands busy, serves to tran quilize her heart; and if tears now and then dim the eyes that bend over the work, they arc tears that will cool, not seer, tho brain. The needle is the unfailing resource of women, whose position, or inclination, deters them from very great intercourse with society. It is the tiny wand cf the household fairy, dispelling lone liness by its magic: and then it does not inter fere with thought. Mechanically, it is plied by fair fingers, while memory, fancy and reason roam at will, and the bos bine can weave a garland of thought flowers, or the housewife invent anew ; dish, while she tucks a skirt for. baby or braids an apron for herself. I know tfyat some “lofty minds” have affected to despise people who are fond of work, thinking it an evidence of weak intellect. Os such, the author who, next to Shakspeare, best understood the nature of women, lias said that “they do not comprehend how of ten needle work is the source of the sweet, wo manly mind, not from the want of thought, but from the silenco and depth of it.” NEWSPAPER EDITORS. milE restless Marry at, after a year’s experience A of editing, declares that “ho who enlists in the service of a periodical, makes himself a slave to a hard master.” There is much truth in the remark. The editor is certainly the public’s daily servant. Through summer’s heat and winter's cold, he Is forced to walk the treadmill of monotonous, never ending, ever beginning labor—attempting the impossible task of pleasing everybody ; obliged to endure the criticisms of conceited Jackanapes; compelled to resist the temptation of pleasure excursions; to unbutton his shirt collar on a July day and recall his thoughts from tantalizing dreams of sea breeze, elialybate baths and iced lemonade, to the sheet of blue foolscap before him and the troubles of a leading article. And then the ingratitude of the public—the public that, like a rheumatic old maid, will not be pleased! Squire Jones, who turns to the paper ior agricultural items, and throws it down with a “pish!” when he finds, instead, an account of a Fourth ot July celebration; Jones Jenkins, who is indignant because the editor refuses to publish the score of toasts that were drank and copious extracts from the “ chasto and eloquent address” delivered at the “ interesting celebra tion,” of which said Jones was a reporter; Law yer Cheatum, who has no uso for a paper that will not villify his political opponent; Mrs. Jones, who adjusts her spectacles to look for Sunday reading and has her delicacy shocked by some naughty anecdote ; jovial old Major D, who is a substan tial illustration of the adage, “laugh and grow fat,” and who don’t care if the paper is filled with Sut Lovengood’s “adventures” —the racier, the better-—in fact, reads nothing else, and aflirms that the dry stuff about morals, and society, and knowledge is enough to give one the asthma, while the lovesick nonesenso affect? him like an emetic. These aro but a tithe of the various classes of subscribers the editor must endeavor to please, for there are Jane and Jonathan—Oh! you know how they search the paper—held by the hands of both, as thoy sit on the sofa with heads in dangerous proximity—for little love poems, the more highly seasoned tlje “ sweeter” they are pronounced; and there are the senti mental Misses, just emerged from pantalets and primers, with whom “Thaddous of Warsaw” and the *• .Mysteries of Udolpho” are a first love, and who toss the paper aside with a gesture of con tempt, if it contains no romantic story to suit their vitiated taste, wondering wlmt in the world ” papa can see in such a. dry, worthless affair.” But the editor lias a yet deeper source of dis satisfaction—the consciousness that he is not do ing himself justice. With accumulated manu scripts, reviews and exchanges on the table be fore him, and the importunate imp—Necessity— at his elbow, commanding him to write, write, write, how can lie pause to elaborate thoughts, to polish sentences, to round periods gracefully or analyze a didactic subject. With the press of multifarious duties upon him, what time has he to send forth Fancy over the sea of thought and wait the olive branch she brings, or bid Reason dive beneath the waters for pearls that lie deep in the caverns of knowledge. And besides, the Pegasus of the writer is very like a donkey in dis position, and will not often submit to being dri ven : nay, at times all the Wine Muses, armed with the lash of the furies, and Apollo himself, with a pair ot patent •steam-working spurs, could not urge the obstinate laggard beyond tlic sham ble, or, in stable-boy parlance, the dog trot of a cart horse. But whether the divine afflatus can be aroused or not, the editor must write, and in lieu of send ing the winged steed to mount Parnassus for am brosia to feed the hungering minds of his subscri bers, he is forced to convert him into a mill nag, and setting in motion the machine of Necessity, grind meal by the hour to supply pressing want. To drop metaphor, lie must write paragraphs and puffs, “articles,” criticisms and reviews, whether he is in the mood for it or not; and the cross critics, after a oursory glance over them, push back their spectacles and exclaim, “ why what is all this about? There’s neither logic, animation nor wit in all this;” as if there could be, when it was hurriedly scribbled by a wearied hand, in a state of semi-somnolence, and at an hour when all honest persons, except editors, were comforta bly in bed; or, still more unfavorable to anima tion of style, written immediately after a dinner of roast beef and apple dumplings. But if the life of a newspaper editor has its trials and privations, it has also its immunities, not the least of which is the consideration that a competent, upright and judicious editor enjoys in the community where he is resident and with the public at large. Then, there are the occa sional tributes that find their way to his table— i such as neiv books, encouraging letters, slices of ] bridal cake, (what a pity it is going out of sash -’ ion !) prodigies of fruits and vegetables, together ‘ with a free admission to all manner of exhibi- j tions, from a musical entertainment to a monkey show. All these, however, expect the quid pro quo, in the shape of a “ paragraph ;” so that when suffocating in a crowded room, his ears assailed by sounds resembling a feline concert, the editor is revolving in his mind a number of prettily turned compliments, and “magnificent perform ance, difficult execution, wonderful power of voice,” float through his ever-busy brain. All these disagreeables, however, would be bear able, were it not that the belief seems prevalent that, Chameleon-like, lie can livo upon air, and while t he accounts of grocers and dry good’s mer chants aro promptly discharged, the editor, who has toiled with hand and brain, and labored so assiduously to please and to profit, is too fre quently overlooked, or grudgingly and reluc tantly paid. “Ah well! in the “good time coming,” the golden age that sages predict, it is to be hoped that editors will cn : oy the distinction they de serve: for, as Mr. Burley says of authors, in reply to ihc bookseller’s sneering question, “ An editor sir, is a being between gods and men, who ought to be lodged in a palace and entertained at the i public charge upon Ortolans and Tokay. And that’s what will come to pass when the ages lose their barbarism and know their benefactors.” M. E. B. A FORTUNE SACRIFICED FOR A SHAWL. Apropos of this part of the rude de Rivoli, the follow ing incident in the life of Mile. Georges shows the extraordinary increase in the value of property in that street since the reign of Charles X. When that actress, so long celebrated for the charms of her person, and no less so for her reckless prodigality, was still in the meridian of j her fame, the presents she received constituted a ‘ fortune of themselves. India shawls were then j still the rage, and those bestowed on this favorite j of the public by her munificent patrons might j have supplied the (yorbeW.ee of twenty duchesses, j A prudent friend, foreseeing the gloomy evening that would succeed so fair a day, advised the beautiful spendthrift to invest such a sum in lan ded estate as would prove a resource in old age- Though deeming the caution quite superfluous, she gave it her consent, but as for ready money, that was quite another consideration. Quantities continually went through her taper fingers, but none ever remained by her. If money was made round, it was that it might roll about the better, and she never thought, with the miser, that it was also made flat to pile up the.better. “ Take your cashmeres,” urged her friend, “you have many, as well as sets of jewels, you never look at. Keep a few, sell the rest, they will soon be replaced, and, with the amount they bring, you will have the sum you need.” Thus urged, Mile. Georges consented. The jeweller and India shawl mer chant were sent for, the price was fixed, the trin kets and shawl being valued at ono hundred and ten thousand francs, it being stipulated she should keep two shawls. The property her friend had in view was to be had at one hundred and thirty thousand francs, the difference was to be easily arranged for, and it was supposod that the land would bo greatly increased in value. But, alas for the plans founded on feminine resolution, where the toilette is to be the sacrifice. When the cashmeres were displayed for her to select her two, the choice proved an insuperable obsta cle. The red ono was magnificent in Cleopatra’s costume; the blue, oh, there was not its equal in Paris ; the green, why slie alone could wear that trying color; well, then, the yellow again were so becoming! And then she found an excellent reason for keeping each, and could make up her mind to part with none. The project fell to the ground. The house was one of the arcade-fronted ones, in the rue de ltivoli, near the rue des Pou lies, since sold for six hundred thousand francs, and pulled down to make room for the new wing of the Louvro. Tlie destitution to which the fas cinating Mile. Georges was reduced, when age and its infirmities precluded her appearing upon the stage, was finally alleviated by the present Emperor, who, unwilling that ono who had given eclat to the French stage during the latter part of his uncle’s reign should suffer from actual poverty, gave her a pension of six thousand francs yearly. —Parish Letter. EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. VOL. XXIV. NUMBER 31 EARL DeLANCEY’S BRIDE. BY MARY K. BRYAN. A tlioiisand lamps, their radiance pour I ‘‘rough proud DeLancey’s princely halls In sinning clouds, soft draperies flow, Rare pictures flush the marble walls, floods the lragrant air . ith il® rich harmonics divine, Rising and tailing like tlic waves On which night’s mystic planets shine ; And like the garlands which, in plav yome child has thrown on that blue sea, 1 he wreaths ol floating dancers sway To tlic soft, tidclike melody. The air is heavy with perfumes, Exhaled from bright, exotic flowers; For all that’s rich and rare combine Their spells to charm the festal hours, And beauty, crowned with gems and gold, Holds there her court in that high hall, And jeweled feet, like snow flakes soft, Upon the velvet carpets fail. Young beauty, with her wreathing arms, The dewy roses of her lips And burnished tresses, bright as clouds That in the sunset’s glory dips. As flows the tide of wine and song, The warm blood thrills each youthful heart; But one— the loveliest of the throng—- Si’s with cold, listless air, apart. And who is she—this stately girl— To whom the proudest nobles bow, With robes from Persia’s rarest looms, And diamonds flashing on her brow? What does she here—this dark-haired girl— With all tho passion of the South Lighting the midnight of her eyes, Crimsoning the roses of her mouth f does she midst that fair-haired throng; 1. his flower, from a tar tropic soil; I bis pale, proud girl with dreamy eyes, And neck where shining tresses coil ? Ah ! not with these does she belong—■ . these who move by courtly rule. Italia’s wild, impassioned child Has vainly tried her heart to school. Aye, vainly has the Earl’s fair bride— The rose he brought from o’er the sea— Sought to forget, in those proud halls, Her lowly home in Italy. It may be, other memories rise Bet ore her on this festal night, And glide, like spectres at her side, Mid music’s crash and jewel’s light. It may be, that the spicy breath That floats from those strange, starry flower*, Recalls some brief and blessed dream Os myrtle wreaths and star-lit bowers ; And though her gems become her well, They burn, perchance, like living flame. At thought of orange blossoms twined For her by one she dare not name. Tho bridegroom marked tho sudden cloud Darkening the beauty of her brow. “ Ila! what is this, my sweet ?” he cried; “ What crumpled roseleaf frets thee now ? It is the music’s joyous peal Too gay to suit thy gentle car? Then shall it cease for softer strains Os love, that thou should’st only hear. I passed a minstrel boy, with lute Such as thy childhood oft has heard, And he shall come and sing a lay— Shall charm thy heart, my drooping bird. Bring the ItaKaiiboy,” lie said, Nor marked how pale the lady grew, As round her shrinking, trembling form, In half embrace, his arm he threw ; But paler yet she grew, when low The minstrel boy before them bowed, And on his beauty rare to gaze, Tho wondering guests around him crowd. He looked a prince—the clustering hair; The clear, dark paleness of his brow; The sweet, proud mouth, whose chiseled lip A smile was faintly curling now. lie swept aside the shadowing curls, And threw his hand across the lute. “I wait your pleasure,” said his eyes, p Although his haughty lips were mute. “Sing!” cried DcLancy; “ pour thy soil’ In ono wild song of love and joy ; Thy cheek has fervor in its glow, Thine eye has passion in it, boy. Then sing as on thy native hills, When love’s white arms around thee twine, And kisses crown thy song from lips Red as tlic ruby of thy wine.” He sang—Oh ! never voice or lute Awoke a strain of love more deep. Now wild and burning in its flow ; Now sad as death and sweet as sleep; Now melting in voluptuousness, The listening spirit all away, As sunrise-gilded clouds dissolve Beneath the noontide’s fervid ray ; And now the chords With passion thrill And tremble like the first, sweet word That, falt’ring from young lover’s lips, Is ’neatli the holy starlight heard. Anon, the lute seems sobbing forth Unspoken wo and voiceless love Soft as the night-sigh of the wind, And sad as wailings of a dove. Mute on the sounds the listners hang, And eyes grow moist and bosoms heave, And stern brows soften as the spells Os love and music round them weave. To them, an Orpheus seemed the boy, Pleading in prayers of melody In Pluto’s regions dark and dread For his lost love —Eurydiee. And when the music died away, No voice would the charmed silence break, ‘Till ’round the boy DeLancey threw A silken scarf from Nina’s neck. “Now by my earldom,” cried the lord, “ The song was well and nobly sung, And well, I guess, tliou knowest, fair youth, Experience deep for one so young.”* But the boy minstrel heard him not. On the pale bride his eyes were^bent, As with clasped hands and lips apart, She gazed, with eager look intent, On the young face she loved so well, And all unheeding change and time Her soul goes back to Arno’s banks And lists the water’s silvery rhyme, And stands beneath the cool, green vim a, Plucking the clusters rich with wine. While near her stands the dark-eyed boy In his young beauty half divine; But now the bawjuet's blazing hall Invites the guebts to wine and mirth, And tears are lightly dashed aside And souls return to sordid earth. She lingers in the curtain’s shade; The screening columns round her stand; She knows whose form is at her side ; Whose warm clasp thrills her icy hand. Oh ! not for worlds would she look up And meet his sad, reproachful eye : Yet, ’tis a strange and dream-like bliss Only to know’ that he is nigh. “ Ah ! earn mia ’tis enough To know thou’st not forgotten quite, ’Mid the cold splendor of thy lot, The love that was thy spirit’s light.” One burning kiss upon her hand And the pale minstrel turns awaj[, And Nina goes, with breaking heart, To join the revels of the gay. Tkomasvillo. Somewhere in the West, a sable knight of the lather and brush was performing the operation of shaving a Iloosier with a dull razor. “Stop, stop,” said the Hoosier, “that won’t do.” “What’s the matter, boss?” “ That razor pulls.” “ Well, no matter for dat sah. If de handle ob de razor don’t break, do board’s bound to come out.” ■ >♦•••*■ I’ll tell you how it is with the pictures of wo men we fall in love with at first sight. The rea son why a-man is not desperately in love with ten thousand women at once is just that which prevents all our portraits being distinctly seen upon the wall. They all are painted there by re flection from our faces, but because all of them are painted on each spot, and each on the same surface, and many other objects at the same time, no one is seen as a picture. But darken a cham ber and let a single pencil of rays in through a keyhole, then you have a picture on the wall. We never fall in love with a woman in distinction from women, until we can get an image of her through a pin-hole; and then we can see nothing else, and nobody but ourselves can see the image in our mental camera-obscura. —Autocrat of the Breakfast Table.