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TUe Shades.”
•‘Destruction shall be Jo the workers of iniquity.”
We learn from our Augusta papers, that the notorious
establishment located in the rear ofthe United fetates
Hotel, known as the “Shades” has been destroyed by
fire The loss in liquors is estimated at §looo—no in
surance This concern has laid many a deluded wretch
in the shade of death, no doubt, but “destruction upon
destruction is cried” and “suddenly has the tent and cur
tainsbeen destroyed.” Weconsider it nocrime to exult
over the downfallofsuchestablishments, however much
may be the loss of the proprietor; for his loss will be
gain to humanity, society, civilization, morality, Chris
tianity, and perhaps may be the eternal gain to thou
sands of immortal souls. If there is not moral stamina
sufficient among the people to sweep these infa
mous dens from our midst, there are scathing thunder
bolts enough in Go’ds artillery to blast them, and they
will be sent down for that purpose.
Can grogshops be destroyed ! If not, there is no hope
for society; no truth in religion—no God. We might
as well cast our Bibles into the flames, and burn our
statutes and constitutions with them. If this question
be answered in the negative we might as well say that
society is wronged from the very necessity of the case,
or that man has a natural and inherent right to cheat,
murder and curse his fellow men. But “hell and des
truction are never full,” and grogshops, with all their
drunkards, shall certainly ‘‘be destroyed and that with
out remedy.”
After xve are Dead
We may have a few warm friends during our lives—a fa
ther and mother, or perhaps a brother, sister or a bosom
companion, to whom we can turn in life and feel that
they love us; but after we are gone, who will think of
us? Our nearest and most dear Iriends soon cease to
repeat our names, or to think that we ever existed.
Our offensive bodies are hurried to Potter’s field, the
damp earth is heaped upon us and we are left alone ;
our friends return to their pleasant pastimes, the birds
sing as sweetly, the sunshines as brightly, and the
world moves on as though nothing had occurred—we
are thought of no more. Our death was but a pebble
dropped in the sea which produced a few light ripples
upon the surface, but in a few moments all were smooth
again. “ Generation after generation,” says a fine
writer, “have felt as we now feel, and their lives were as
active as our own. They passed away like a vapor, while
nature wore the same aspect of beauty as when her Cre
ator commanded her to be. The heavens shall be as
bright over our graves as they are now around our paths.
The world will have the same attractions for our off
spring yet unborn, that she had once for our children.
Yet a little while all this will have happened. The
throbbing heart will be stilled and we shall be at rest.
Our funeral will wend its way, and the prayers will be
said, and we shall be left behind in silence and darkness
for the w r orm. And it may be for a short time we shall
be spoken of, but the things of life will creep in, and
our names will soon be forgotten. Days will contiue to
move on, and laughter and song will be heard in the
room in which we died; and the eye that wept for us
will be dried, and glisten again with joy ; and even our
children will cease to think of us, and will not remem
ber to lisp our names.”
Rum is not a Gift of God.
From the hands of that benevolent Being who sitteth
upon the “circle of the universe,” directing the destiny of
the human family, we receive naught to injure or molest
us—all his dispensations are for our good, and that
only—and all his gifts are for our happiness while
upon the earth. Those mighty engines of human des
truction which damn our earth and obscure Heaven, are
of human origin and human invention; Rum, the
great Sire of them all was conceived, concocted, and
created by man, for no where in creatfon can it be found
among the gifts of our Heavenly Father. The follow
ing beautiful paragraph upon this point we find among
our scissorings:
“We affirm that in all the world—nay, in all the uni
verse of God, there is not a lake, a river, a streamlet or
a fountain, of intoxicating drinks. There is no such
thing in nature. Water, God has everywhere given,
spread it all over the world, sent it down from the clouds,
sent it bubbling up from the earth, made it journey in
ceaseless activity in rills and streams and great rivers
towards the ocean. He has, wherever man can live,
given it to him at his very door, but intoxicating drinks
he his provided no where on the face ofthe wholeearth.
That ‘gift,’ whether ‘good’ or evil, is not the gift of
God, but the invention of man—an invention that has
destroyed more lives, desolated more homes, occasioned
more sorrow and anguish, than war, pestilence and
famine combined. It may by many be thought a ques
tionable policy to deprive men of the use of it by legit
imate enactment, but to call intoxicating drinks the
‘Good gift of God’ is an abuse of terms, and a burning
reproach upon the benevolence and holy attributes of the
Deity.”
Spurgeon, the Bistingnisihed English Divine.
As Spurgeon, the celebrated English divine, whose
preaching has created so much excitement in Great
Britain, is about toyisit this country, a short description
pf him will not be uninteresting. Mr. Field, the Lon
don correspondent ofthe New York Evangelist, who
heard him preach lately, to an audience of eight or ten
thousand persons, in Musical Hall in that city, says:
Neyer had a speaker a more unpromising exterior
than Mr. Spurgeon. He is very short and very fat, and
altogether what we call chubby, and as hegoes waddling
up the stairs he looks more like an overgrown boy than
a fully developed man. Nor does his countentmce be
token superior intellect. His forehead is low, and his
upper lip is so short that it shows his teeth, which gives
his mouth the appearance of a simper or a grin. Surely,
I thought, eloquence cannot come out of such a mouth
as that.
But the impression which a physiognomist might
form from these dull and heavy features is dispelled as
seon as he begins to speak. Then his countenance
lights up with animation. His voice is full and clear,
and rings through the hall like a clarion, filling every
ear with melodious sound. -
He speaks extemporaneously, without a note, and his
singular eloquence and simplicity of language are most
remarkable, and have given him greater notoriety than
any clergyman in England. So great are the crowds
that flock to hear him that a small fee is charged for
admission, in order to prevent confusion ancf disorder.
He speaks twelve times a week, and yet enjoys excel
lent health.
The London Times on Cuba.
The London Times continues to advocate a transfer
of Cuba to the United States. On the 4th nit., it had
an elaborate article on the slave trade, which concludes
in the following remarkable strain;
At this time, if we realjy wish to stop the slave trade,
and are ready to sacrifice our national jealousies to that
object, we hgve ainoady hinted at the most effectual
course. The United States are unfortunately not above
allowing the irregular use ot their flag in the slave trade
between Africa and Cuba. But they stand rather too
high in the scale of nations as well as in their own es
teem to permit a slave trade into their own ports. Cuba
once annexed, the whole trade comes to an end, and not a
port will remain open where the slaver can land his
wretched cargo. Spain has long since forfeited all abso
lute claim to oitr interposition in her behalf. Indeed, by
this time, we presume, she would rather not be assisted
by us, be the cause good or had. Are we, then, pre
pared to make this sacrifice of national feeling for the
sake of that philanthropy which we arc always preach
ing to the world at the point, of the bayonet and mouth
of the cannon ? We ask no reply: we only suggest that
if England chooses to regard the slave trade as the
greatest of human crimes, and its extinction au object
worth fleets, quarrels ami wars, then she may some day
be called on to prove her sincerity by acquiescing in the
only mean to this end, however disagreeable. W.eonly
wish that Spain could be warned in time; but warning
is not for Spain. Had she listened to warning she might
still have stood in the first class of nations- But, as far
as Spain is concerned, we must bow to. Lord Palmer
ston’s authority. She only regards force. Unfortu
nately, with all our cruisers, we have not the same lev
erage upon her as that in the hands of our American
cousins. We may vainly attempt to watch her ports
and scrutinize her traffic ; once they step in, they will
wipe out not only the slave trade, but Cuba itself, from
the list of Spanish iniquities .”
J&*New York eily, (says the Mobile Advertiser,)
seems to be a nest of criminals. The Mayor has shown
up and dispersed the horde of gift swindlers, lottery
policy dealers, mock auctioneers, and has now made a
descent upon the rogues who keep pretended offices for
the sale of tickets to California, Europe, the West, &c.
here are eleven of these shops, employing at least a
hundred and fifty runners, who enter the railway cars,
steam ferry and other boats approaching the city, and
canvass among the passengers for victims. A man unac-
STL'Si*’, ZT T hc ci,y is ‘ ,re,,y s “ re 10 f
inlo their hands and be plundered wiihout mercy. If
the conductor of a tram attempts to stop them they
overpower him at once. ’ y
Plt'HSittlli*
One of bhr most distinguished and worthy public men
indulges iii the following pleasant humor at our mutual
expense :
Atlanta, 20th August, 1858.
Dear Seals : On opening this morning’s Crusuder I
saw that you had been “son struck.” Glad it was not
coup de soliel.
Having “aforetime” been struck, as you were, seven
times, 1 can and do sympathise with you. And so
knowing, inclose you $5 00.
I do not know how much I am due the Crusader.
please pay the “ Knight” and place the balance, it any,
to tiie credit of
Your friend, • * *
Such sympathy we arc at this time eminently qual
ified to appreciate, and can testify that it possesses far
more virtue than lobelia, allopathic pills ox chalybeate
water. This demonstrates a valuable truth for the pub
lic,|that it docs not always require a physician to doctor
a patient. We desire to remain upon this course of
treatment for an indefinite length of time, as it is cer
tainly the sovereign remedy in our case.
Our highly esteemed friend will accept many grateful
acknowledgements for his early and timely testimonial of
sympathy, and wc hope many of our friends will imi
tate thc noble example he has set.
Grass Widows in Indiana.
A correspondent of the Dayton Journal, who has
been travelling out in the Wabash regions of Hoosier
dom, discovered one peculiarity in every town he tar
ried in:
Speaking of grass reminds me of the fact that Indiana
(and particularly the Wabash) is literally swarming
with grass widows. Every hotel or tavern has or have
had one or more of those bewitching vixens domiciled
with them for ten days, which makes them citizens and
residents ofthe State of Indiana, and with a little hard
swearing, natives too. At the expiration of ten days a
suit is commenced against some vile husband, and,
as a matter of course, a divorce is granted, if for no oth
er cause than incompatibility of temper. Here are con
gregated front all the States in the Union (except Illi
nois, who is a competitor for this profitable lawyer
trade) all thcdisconsolated grass widows. A case I
heard of in Peru, where the widow of a millionaire had
come from Brazil, remained here ten days, got her di
vorce, with SIOO,OOO of alimony, and would have had
more, but old Croesus had no more in the United States
that was comeatable.
That’s So.
The Chicago Journal has the following, which is
“true to nature
Did yon ever sit by a camp-fire of your own kindling,
and watch the smoke as it grew thinner and bluer, and
meandered its way up among the thick and clustering
leaves, and mingled at last with the sky, that it never
stained at all? Did you ever eat a fish of your own
catching and dressing and cooking, served upon a plat
ter of a leaf.Jwith a pinch of salt for seasoning?
It is a luxury, sometimes, to get away from luxuries;
and what a blessing a good honest “tired” is; no
rheumatic twinge; no weariness that just results from
want to real animating work, but a right down muscu
lar ache, that makes you say of the pillow ofevergreens,
“it is down,” and of the blanket, “it is bliss.” You
look up through the trees at the stars that are never
“turned off,” and in a minute you seem to be gliding
down a gentle river, and are fast asleep. And then,
when the morning sets the forest afire, you do not get
up by degrees, like a dromedary, but casting the ma
sonic “drapery ofyout couch” aside, you leap upon your
feet with a spring, “clothed, and in your right mind;”
rearer right than you have been since you were in those
same woods before.
There is a directness about this wild-woods life that
links, as in a little chain, the effort and the success.
“Papa goes to town to make bread,” said a little five
year old daughter of a friend who goes country-ward
to bed; “why doesn’t he bring a loaf home some
times?”
In artificial life, it is so with children of a larger
growth; the intermediate series of meant separates the
labor from the bread, and so the latter is deprived or
half its sweetness. But in the woods it is not so; a
man catches his dinner with a hook, or he brings it
down with a rifle, or he plucks it up by the roots ; he
earns it before he eats it, and that thought and eflort
make the most piquant sauce, sometimes.
Thc ft ucell’s Message.
To the President ofthe United! States, IVas-hington :
The Queen desires to. congratulate the President upon
the successful completion of thisgreat international work,
in which the Queen has taken the deepest interest.
The Queen is convinced 1 that the President will join
with her in fervently hoping that the electric cable,
which now connects Great Britain with the United
States, will prove an additional link between the nations
whose friendship is founded upon their common inter
ests and reciprocal esteem.
Thc Queen has much pleasure in thuscoimnunicating
with the President, of renewing to him her wishes for
the prosperity of the United States.
THE PRESIDENT'S MESSAGE IN REPLY TO QUEEN VICTORIA.
The President coidially reciprocates the congratula
tion ot her Majesty, the Queen, on the success of the
great international enterprise, accomplished by the sci
ence, skill and indomitable energy of the two countries.
It is a triumph more glorious because far more useful to
mankind than was ever won by the conqueror on the
field of battle.
May the Atlantic Telegraph, under thc blessir.gs of
Heaven, prove tobeabondof perpetual peace and friend
ship, between the kindred nations ; and an instrument
destined by Divine Providence to diffuse religion, civil
ization, liberty and law, throughout thc world. In this
view, will not all the nations of Christendom spontane
ously unite in the declaration, that it shall be forever
neutral; and that its communications shall be held sa
cred, in passing to their places of destination, even in the
mid6t of hostilities.
Washington City, Aug. IC, 1858,
The Five Great Waves.
The first great wave of the temperance ocean rose up
and rolled over the land under the early labors of Ilevv
itt, Edwards, Beecher, Kittridge, and their compeers in
1826-’29. It promised thorough work wherever there
was a conscience and a heart. But it subsided in 1833
and 1834, as reformed men wont back upon cider and ale,
and gentlemen were satisfied with wine, though they
relinquished the fruits of the still.
The second great wave rose and rolled in with mighty
power, in 1836, as the whole real temperance commu
nity rushed to the rescue of the cause, and rejected from
their tables and sideboards wine and all fermented drinks.
Everything promised mighty results, but thedistilleries,
breweries and rumshops continued to do their horrid
work, and drunkards increased rather than diminished;
and though total.abstainers saved themselves, they did
not save the lower population from revelling in the dram
shops, and the wave, in a year or two, sunk away and
was almost forgotten.
In 1840, the third great wave came in, beginning at
Baltimore, and rolling in on all the coast. It swelled
out, pouring over the whole land, and rescuing every
drunkard from ruin. An hundred and fifty thousand
miserable inebriates were buoyed up and carried to the
safe port of total abstinence, and there was great joy
throughout the whole country. Oh! that Washingto
nian wave ! How great —how blessed—never to be for
gotten ! But the traffic was unmolested. It was li
censed in every State. The reformed men believed
they could subdue it by love. But alas! the snare and
♦ lie trap were too well laid for the feeble andill-fatedin
ebriates. Had we then had a Maine Law, all might
have been saved. But we had not; and the unholy
traffic overrode the whole of that beautiful work, and
swept it nearly all away. The order of the Sons ofTem
perance came to thc rescue, and so prolonged, for a sea
son, the mercy.
In 1851, rose the fourth mighty wave, commencing at
Portland, Maine, and swelling out all down the Atlantic
coast, and over the Green Mountains, and rolling over
upon the vast and beautiful fields of Indiana, Michigan
and Wisconsin.’ A burning indignation at the traffic
filled the breast of thousands and tens of thousands, and
men and women, fathers and mothers said we must
outlaw this terrible evil, and give our land a freedom
from ths scourge. The hopes of all considerate men
Wjfirc.grftafly animated. But that wave dashed against
higjh and terriffic rocks, constitutions and courts and
rich barricades, and was lost in circuitous political
mountain passes; and after a short period it was put
back, and the whole was pronounced a failure to accom
plish all it promised.
But.the end is not yet. A fifth wave is to roll in.
We know not what is to be, or when it is to come.
But we think we see it. It is coming. Perhaps not in
the form, of law or association or ecclesiasticism; but it
may be in the mighty power of public sentiment—a sen
timent seizing thc minds of the masses—a rising of thc
whole, people as. the heart of one man against the traffic
in all its operations, as the scourge of the world, vvhioh
may almost, in a day, sweep it entirely from the earth.
We will look and pray for it. It will be no more sur
prising than the waves which have already rolled in,
and effected such signal blessings.— Jour. Am. Temp.
Union.
A Revolutionary Goose.
A correspondent of the Cincinnati (Ohio) Gazette,
writing from Hunsterdon N. J., says there is a
goose owned by Mr. Schortip", in that vicinity, which
is now 83 years old! When the news came to the peo
ple of Redington township, Hunterdon county, that, the
war was over, they concluded to havea jolification, and
an ancestor of Mr. Schomp, killed three out of four
geese, which he had at the time ; and the eurvivor is
the one spoken of, and “still lives.” The present Mr.
3chomp has owned the goose for the last fifty years.
j£#~Thc last .Central Georgian says: “Wc have been
requested by the corresponding .Secretary of the Plan
ter’s Club of Hancock, to state that at a meeting of the
Executive Committee, held last Thursday in Sparta, the
time for holding the next annual meeting was fixed for
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, the 27th,
28th, 29th and 30th of October next. The main features
of the premium list correspond very nearly to those of
previous fairs, and wc will endeavor shortly to place the
most important of them before our readers. In the
mean time, we call the[attention of exhibitors, especially
tlic horse fanciers, to thc following new additional fea
tures of the list:
For the best horscbackjrtdcr—lady or girl, $5 00
“ man or boy, 500
For thc fastest trotting horse, 5 oo
“ “ pacer, 5 00
Melancholy Affair in Ncirnau,
By the Constitutionalist we learn that a man by the
name of Byrd Martin shot Jesse B. Long with a pistol,
on Thursday, 12th inst. through thc head and back of
the ear, the ball lodging in his forehead. Long was ri
ding through the town of Newnan at the time, and only
survived some five hours. Martin and his brother, who
were concerned.in the difficulty, made their escape.
The party was from Carroll county; the Marlins are
both respectable young men, whose characters stood
high, both in Carroll and Coweta, up to the time of the
unfortunate affair. Martin was clerk of McKinzie &,
Cadow; he had been sent for, his father having attemp
ted suicide in consequence of threatened lawsuits by
Long ; they had attempted to whip Long at the depot,
who, raising his stick in defense, was shot.
Life, Death and Marriage*
A curious and instructive article is given in the last
number ofthe Christian Examiner. It alludes to the
material condition of the people of Massachusetts. We
learn from it, that ofthe 1,132,369 persons that consti
tuted the population of that State, on the Ist of June,
1855, 1,122,463 were of the Caucasian race; 9476 were
ofthe African race; and 189 were red men; of the
whole only six were of unmixed Indian blood. There
are also within the state 106 women to 100 men. The
following extract embodies some suggestive facts;
In looking at the occupations of people, we find that
about 41,000 men work upon leather, either in manu
facturing the article or moulding it into various forms.
There are 1800 docters; 1750 ministers, of large and
small denominations; 1545 printers ; 1584 coopers; 1116
lawyers, and 1080 peddlars. Out of a hundred males
over 15 yeare old, 3 work in factories, 5 are sailors, 9
are traders, 17 are farmers, 18 are laborers, and 37 me
chanics, of whom 12 work upon leather; every eighth
man in the State is a shoemaker.
In 1856 there were 12,265 couples married in Massa
chusetts. The number is 1418 less than that ot 1854.
The writer asks, is marriage diminishing in Massachu
setts? He adds, “the extravagant habits ot luxurious
men and women put marriage out of the reach of man,
vanity prevailing over affection, As flounces increase
in number and grow in size, wives diminish and less
en. A woman becomes an article of luxury.”
In regard to age at the time of marriage, the writer
says, “at 20 the maiden has escaped about one-fourth
part of the risk of being married, but sailing is now
dangerous; “at 25 a little more than two-thirds of the
peril is gone; while at 30 there is only about one
chance in six that she will ever encounter that ship
wreck.”
Out of 200 babies born in Massachusetts, about 103
are boys and 97 girls ; this rule seems to be nearly con
stant in the State.
In the seven years irom 1850 to 1857 there were but
13,182 children born in Suffolk county to American
fathers ; while the foreign fathers rejoiced in the pater
nity of 26,924 children.
Jews in Parliament.
On the 27th of July, at the morning session of the
House of Commons, Baron Rothchild presented himseli
to be sworn before taking his seat. The scene is thus
described:
A few minutes after 12 o’clock, and before the com
mencement of public business, Baron Rothchild entered
the House, and took a seat on one of the benches below
the Speaker’s gallery. He was accompanied by several
private friends. The number of members present at the
time, was very small, but the benches on either side
gradually filled, and more than one hundred honorable
gentleman voted in the division which subsequently
took place.
The Speaker: Any honorable member who desires to
take his seat will please come to the table to be sworn.
Baron Rothchild immediately presented himselfat the
bar, where he was met by Lord John Russell and Mr.
Abel Smith, who, amid considerable cheering from the
opposition benches, led him to the table. He was about
to take a copy of the prescribed oath from the hands of
the clerk, when Mr. Warren rose to order, and begged
to put a question to the Speaker. The honorable “and
learned gentleman, however, was not allowed to pro
ceed, being received with cries of“ order!” and “chair.”
The Speaker: The taking of his seat by an honora
ble member is a matter of privilege, and ought not to be
interrupted by any discussion. (Cheers.)
A copy of the new oath being offered to him, he stated
to the Speaker that lie had a conscientious objection to
taking the oath in the form tendered to him, and he
was thereupon requested to withdraw. Lord J. Russell
then moved a resolution in conformity with the act, to
the effect that the Baron, a person professing the Jewish
religion, was prevented from sitting and voting in the
House by reason of his conscientious objection to take
the oath in the form required by the act. After some
remarks by Mr. Warren, it was agreed to. Lord J.
Russell then moved a further resolution, likewise in
pursuance ol the act, “ that any person professing the
Jewish religion may henceforth, on taking the oath pre
scribed in an act ofthe present session of Parliament to
entitle him to sit and vote in this House, omit the
words, ‘and I make this declaration upon the true faith
of a Christian.’ ” Mr. Warren said he should take the
sense of the House upon this resolution. The House
was divided, and thc resolution was carried by sixty
nine to thirty-seven.
Baron Rothchild then advanced to the table, conducted
by Lord John Russell and Mr. A. Smith as before, and
as he walked up the floor of thc House he was greeted
with loud cheering from the opposition benches. He
desired to be sworn upon the Old Testament, and his
request being at once complied with by the Speaker, he
took the new form of oath, omitting the words, “ and I
make this declaration upon the true faith of a Chris
tian.” The honorable gentleman then signed the roll
of Parliament; and after shaking hands with the Speak
er and the Chancellor of the Exchequer, he took a seat
on the front opposition bench. He there received the
congratulation of many honorable members.
“ Under the Rose ’’—What it Means.
This proverbial expression, like mostothers that have
been long in use, cannot be traced, with absolute cer
tainty, to its origin, but can only be made the subject
of conjectures more or less probable. Some of these
conjectures are as follows :
1. It was once customary for the Popes to consecrate
roses, and use them as presents, unexpensive to the gi
ver, but of great price in the eyes of tne credulous re
ceiver. From this originated thc practice ofplacing ro
ses over the door of confessionals, and as the most pro
found secrecy was there observed, the rose soon became
an emblem of secrecy.
2. Thc expression took its origin from the adoption of
red and while roses ns the respective emblems of the
houses of York and Lancaster, during the bloody wars
with which they desolated England. These opposite
emblems were the signs of the taverns near the Parlia
ment House, in Westminster, where were the head
quarters of the two rival factions; and as measures of
annoyance or of defence were adopted in secret con
clave at one or the other of these taverns,everythingse
cret was said to be done “under the roses.”
3. It is certain, however, that tftte rose was the em
blem of secrecy long before confessionals were estab
lished, or Yorkers or Lancasterians plotted against each
other. Harpocrates, the Roman God of Silence, was
represented as a young man with one finger placed on
his lips, and a rose in the other hand. It was said that
Cupid gave him the rose to bribe him from betraying
the Amours of Venus. The ancients, therefore, sculp
tured a rose over the doors or on the ceilings of their
festival halls, as a hint to her guests that nothing which
was said in moments of conviviality was to be repeated
elsewhere. Some instances of the same practice are to
be found in modern buildings. It was in the r pavilion
of an Amsterdam burgomaster’s county site,'and be
neath a stucco rose which ornamented the ceiling that
William 111. communicated to his host and another bur
gomaster his intended invasion of England. In the di
ning-room of thc “ Bear club,” in Birmingham, Eng
land, there was once a carved rose in the centre of the
ceiling, under which, it is said, that the Jacobite mem
bers of the Club, in its early days, used todrink as their
first toast, “ The health ofthe King, under the rose,”
meaning the Pretender. In the hall of Lullington Cas
tle, in Kent, was to be seen a few years ago, and, per
haps, still a carving of a rose surrounded by an inscrip
tion as follows:
“ Kentish true blue,
Take this as a token,
That what is said here
Under the rose is spoken.”
In the absence of satisfactory evidences 01 any other
origin, it may be regarded as tolerably certain that the
phrase had the mythological last mentioned. It is the
white rose to which allusion is made. The rose which
Harpocrates held in his hand was white, and it is the
white rose that Byron, in “ The Bride of Abydo,” ren
dered sacred in the silence of thc tomb. He says that
over the tomb of Zuleika,
“ A single rose is shedding
Its lovely lustre meek and pale;
It looks ns planted by despair—
So white--so faint the slightest gale
Might whirl the leaves on high.”
— N. Y. Observer.
A Fiend.—A family named Stearns, residing in Co
rinth, N. Y., were recently arrested for cruel treatment
of a young girl who was bound to them. Mrs. Stearns,
besiaes ordering her husband and son to administer
sundry severe whippings, had atone time tied the girPs
hands behind her, and then, with a shoemaker’s awl,
pinned her up to the door by her ear ! For this fiendish
conduct the wretch was fined the sum of one dollar! J
I*OOH Ton.
A PICTURE OF THE RVitt TRAFFIC.
Toll!
How mournfully the tone rail” through tlie air! thou
its musical cadence died awuy till all was still.
No ! all was not still; lor a bird was singing without
and the light breath of summer came floating into the
room where 1 lay and bore its tremulous song to my car.
I arose and looked through the casement into the lat
ticed porch. The geranium, the rosebush, the vine and
the honey-suckle, spreading out their tender leaves, ob
structed the view, but, nevertheless, left room for a
glimpse into a pleasant garden, where the flowers are
smiling. llow peaceful!
After all, is this not a happy world ?
Toll! ® * & Toll!
Again that sound ; but this time its fainting mur
murs were caught up and prolonged by another more
deep-toned thin the first. The inarticulate harmony
tells more forcibly than words that “man gocth to his
long home, and the mourners go about the streets.”
There is a sadness and yet sweetness in the knell—a
mourning, and yet a joy.
Just such a grand requiem as the saints should have;
sorrow for our lost, joy for their triumph. But, O! it
may not be the body of a departed believer that now
takes its last journey! Oto think that when the last
trumpet shall sound—alas! alas !
Come with me, enter a sick chamber. A bloated
form lies before you ; the eyes glare wildly around as
he wakes from a stupid slumber, and a sepulchral voice
breaks the silence, “Where is my bottle?”
“Tom, replies a middle-aged man by the btd-sidc—it
was kindly but firmly spoken—“ Tom, you have drunk
all that was in the bottle; and you should’nt have had
that, if I had not been afraid you would sink before
your medicine could act.”
“I want my bottle, 1 tell you. 1 will have it. I’ll
get up out of this bed, and go into town, and get some
for myself.” He rose up in his bed, but his strength
was too far gone. He fell back in a fainting fit.
A few hours later. Day dies in the West; the crim
son, the gold and blue that overhang are fading into a
sombre pall, as though this abiding place of ours were,
as it is indeed, one vast charnel-house. Knock! Knock!
Death is at the door.
“Lift me up,” says the dying man.
“Tom, you can’t stand it; you are too weak.”
“Lift me up,” said he sternly to a servant. The ser
vant takes hold of his hand and raises him up a little.
He tries to rise still further, but the effort was too much
for him, he sinks back in his last swoon, draws too or
three breaths—and he is dead !
* * * * * $
Toll! * * * Toll!
A group of idlers were standing on the corner of the
street, when presently there came into view’a slow pro
cession. Reader, will you, or your father, or your
brother, or your son, ever lead such a procession ?
“Poor Tom,” said one of the company on the side
walk. The speaker was plump and rubicund, with a
heavy gold fob-chain, and an embroidered cravat, daint
ly tied around his broad neck.
“Poor Tom! he was a good clever fellow when he
was’nt drunk. My Sam W’as out at the house this
morning, and went in and took a look at the corpse.
He says an old woman was standing at the head of the
lounge, when he lifted up the coverlid from Tom’s face.
She looked fearfully solemn, and when Sam laid back
the coverlid, she took hold of his hand and said, “Poor
Tom is gone;” and then the tears came trickling down
her face and she cried as though she would break her
heart. Boys ! you know’ Tom was mighty good to his
servants when he was sober, but he was like a very devil
when he was drunk.”
A man who was passing by, paused on hearing these
words, and said to the speaker, “Mr. Jones, I believe
he died from the effects of liquor, did he not V
‘ So I’m told,” was the reply.
“Well, did you sell him the liquor?”
“What if I did? If I hadn’t somebody else would.
And what business is it of mina if he chose to go and
kill himself with it, I’d like to know ?”
“You will learn that better than I can tell you in the
last day,” calmly responded the interlocutor, and went
on his way. He turned the corner and was out of sight
and hearing.
“Now,” said Mr Jones, “Jus* listen to that fool. But,
come in boys, it’s my treat.”
So in they go, and the rum-seller pours out the liquid
fire to his admiring friends.
They turn off their glasses.
Toll! * * * Toll!
“If them bells would stop their noise !” said the rum
seller, “I just wanted to say, I never killed poor Tom,
did I boys ?”
“No!” said an old toper who took brandy, “It wasn’t
you that killed him—Dick, it was your liquor, he ! he !
he !” And the crowd would have laughed, but at that
time rumble ! rumble ! went the wheels of the hearse
right in front of the grogshop. How unfortunate ! They
had put Tom’s horse in the shafts of the hearse to draw
his muster to the grave. But the dumb beast had
learned by long practice to stop at a post before the
groggery door ; and when he came to the place, in
spite of all the driver’s exertions, he turned aside from
the middle of ihe street, and stopped stock-still at his
old stand. An involuntary shudder ran through the
procession.
The drinkers came to the door, and one or two see
ing the difficulty, went to the driver’s assistance, but
the rumseller lurked behind in his den.
During the brief delay occasioned by the stubborn an
mal, a woman’s face evidently red with weeping, vas
protruded fromja window in a carriage next to the
hearse.
“Is he here ?” sheasked.
“Is who here, ma’am ?” said a young man stepping
forward.
“Why, Mr. Jones, I mean.”
“Yes, ma’am, he is inside here. Hallo, Jones” he
proceeded, turning toward the shop-door, “come out
here ; there’s a lady wants to see you.”
Jones came out reluctantly. “Was it me you wan
ted, ma’am ?”
“Are you Mr. Jones ?”
“That’s my name ma’am.”
“Arc you Dick Jones?”
“Yes ma’am, that’s what they mostly call me.”
“Well, Dick Jones, I’ve heard of you many a time,
but never have seen you before to know you, sir. But
now I know you Yes ! I know you now. I’ll not for
get your face either ; that nose and chin, and those
eyes I think I can recollect them till the judgment day
sir. You have to answer for this Dick Jones ; that
you will!” and uttering a fearful scream, she wrung
her hands in agony, and fell back on the carriage scat.
A burst of sympathetic grief arose from the followers of
the hearse ; even the horse-driver wiped his eyes.
Jones was much relieved when the procession started
on again; the rolling of the carriages and the measured
tread of the footmen passed by, and the street was once
more silent. “Well,” said he in a soliloquising way,
“I am right sorry for Tom, but his was an uncommon
case; one of a thousand.”
But hold, Mr. Rumseller! what right have you to kill
one ?
“One of a thousand!” You ought to have said,
“One of thiity thousand that die from intoxication ev
ery year in our happy country. Only some eighty or
eighty-five such funerals every day, Sabbaths included.
As to weeping fathers and mothers, brothers and sis
ters, and starved and degraded children, and beggarly
and broken hearted wives I’ll leave you to count them
for yourself.
A bystander remarked, “I’m told his body turned
very black before they got him into the coffin.”
Ah! yes, his body is shut in a drunkard’s grave. At
the last trump, it shall awake to shame and everlasting
contempt. But his soul, where is it now? Rumseller,
where is it Isay? Where is your victim’s soul? and
where is it to be for ever and ever ?
* * * * a &
Toll! * * * Toll!
“And does Jones still go unhung?” Unhung! He
goes at large ; he is legalised in his traffic; the strong
arm of the law protects him in it. “How long, O Lord,
holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge this
blood !”
Rattle! rattle! go the clods upon the coffin, the
mound is shaped; the citizens returned home; and
the rumseller goes on in his black trade. You meet
him daily in the streets.
[Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.]
Xo miss C. of Burke.
Oh! could I with spring’s sweetest flow’rcts twine,
A wreath of rare beauty ’twoulil be;
For I’d weave in the garland a star that would shine
As an emblem, fair girl, of thee. ;
I’d bring thee the snowdrops and violet blue—
The woodbine from some lonely dell;
And where nothing obstructed the view.
I’d place the sweet, modest Harebell.
The jasmine and eglantine fondly should cling
Round the roof which o’ershadows thy door;
And the amaranth’s delicate perfume I’d bring
To thy lattice when daylight is o’er.
Its odor should softly thy lovely brow kiss,
While the rose of sweet sleep tinged thy cheek;
And ’t would sigh that those dreams of fairy-like bliss*,
1 1 never —no never could speak. i
Thou art a bright treasure —thy mind is a gem.
Where virtue unearthly doth shine;
Never could a Monarch, with rich diadem,
Boast of a jewel so precious as thine.
Thy virtues and graces will ever be known,
While on earth they’re permitted to rest;
And when the sweet dream of time shall have flown'..
They will live above in the land of the blest.
As my lines are completed, a prayer I will seati
To the God who rules over thy fate,
That sweet smiling seraphs thy steps may attend,.
And peace on a long life await. ,
May fond hearts and kind friends to thee even be given, <
And when life’s dreary warfare is o’er,
A safe and sure passport for thee into Heaven,
Is all I can hope for. No more.
Catesville, Gu . AMICUS MERITS.
v j
Does Chinese Sugar Cane Kill Cattle?.—Col A. G.
Sumner, in a communication to the Charleston Mercu
ry, says decidedly, no. It is the feeding c£ the cattle
with an undue quantity ofit, when in a hungry condi
tion, which does the damage. Corn, peas, green corn
and green wheat will also kill cattle under the same
circumstances. Col. S. lias used sugar Milllet four sea
sons in every stage of its growth—green,, ripe and
cured—and has found it the best soiling plant he ever
raised. „
[Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader ]
Line* to Cuttle I*.
That I have lov’d thee, ah ! too well,
1 now am taught lo feel,
Since thou hast coolly broke a heart
Which naught but death can heal.
It were in vain for me lo sigh,
And vainer still were it to weep;
Mv heart, 1 know, can never heal,
Till in (he grave my passion sleeps.
()h ! where is now that mutual love,
Which bound our hearts together ?
Dost thou remember when thou said’st
’Twero wrong suclt love to sever ?
Oould I have dreamed when thou dids’t vow
To love me only ever;
That thou wcrl breathing forth deceit,
1 never should have lov’d thee—never.
Farewell! perhaps you find delight
In wounding love so pure as mine ;
But never more shall a coquette
Around my heart her wreath entwine.
Wjuynesboro', Gu. LOUIS.
[Special Correspondence.]
HOPEFUL, CHURCH—BELAY OF BIVISIONS
—ITS CAUSE—RICHMOND CAMP-MEET
ING—FIRE—HOMICIDE IN LINCOLN COUN
TY-RECEPTION OF THE QUEEN’S MES
SAGE—THE VEXED QUESTION SETTLED
—ANOTHER FIRE—WHAT NEXT
I never was more forcibly impressed with the beauty
and importance of system and order than at a recent
visit to Hopeful Baptist Church in Burke County. It is
displayed not only in the interior and exterior of the
church building, but in the practical workings of its
church polity. The church,*in all its arrangements, is
a model one. The pastor combines the strict and zeal
ous Christian with the faithful and systematic minister.
The members arc what the members of all churches
should be: efficient co-workers with theirpastor. And
here, I opine, is the great cause of the want of vitality
among so many churches of the present day, viz: laxity
in church polity, and want of system in its arrange
anents, and the neglect of the members to co-operate
with their pastor. Members of the church should he
zealous in their Master’s service,careful of his interests,
and ought not to neglect to “put on the whole armor of
God.” But above all, they should seek for that humil
ity which is only to be obtained by laying at the foot oi
the cross. There is yet another hindrance to the pro
gress of Zion : and that is the ambition of some to have
everything go as they may direct and desire, and wish
ing others to pay implicit obedience to their demands.
When this spirit gets in among the members of a church
its usefulness and vitality is seriously impaired. Bick
erings and strife should never find a lodging-place in
any church.
The most serious obstacle to the progress of the tem
perance reform is the selfish motives that actuate so
many who enlist under its banner. Self is their con
trolling thought, and sole idea. We see illustrations of
th’s fact every day. For example, take a Division of
Sons oi Temperance: one member desires to be the au
tocrat of the Division; another member strenuously
opposes him, because he aspires to a like position.
Each will have their respective partisans. A strong
war of words ensues, and much feeling is exhibited on
both sides. One is successful; and the defeated one
failing to reach the gaol of his ambition, quits the order,
carrying with him, perhaps, all his adherents. In their
wrangling they have lost sight entirely of the good of
the order, and have done nothing for the cause. They
have paralyzed the power of the Division for the ac
complishment of good. If the same zeal which is dis
played in these windy conflicts were only manifested in
behalf of the cause, then it would surely progress. It is
useless to expect to conquer by a division of feeling or
of forces. Men, engaging in the temperance warfare,
should be actuated by principle, guided by disinterested
motives and controlled by the determination to fight the
v:ur through in whatever position placed—whether as offi
cer or private. Then, marching forth to battle in one
united and unbroken phalanx, with like hopes swelling
in every breast, victory is sure to crown the effort.
Richmond Camp-meeting commenced at the Camp
Ground, some fifteen miles from this city, on Friday,
the 13th instant. BishopGEORGE F. Pierce, and other
leading ministers of the Methodist Denomination, were
present during the meeting. On Sunday an old man
by the name of Stattnaker, being instigated by the love
of gain, was industriously employed in disposing of in
(toxicating beverages, until lie was forced to stop by the
proper authorities, and his liquors confiscated. The
original design of Camp meetings was a good one, but
they have been basely perverted in latter days. It is
the general resort of the vicious and depraved, whose
subtle genius is displayed in a thousand malicious forms.
The youths of both sexes consider it as the golden
epoch for flirtations and courtships, and the acme of
their ambition is to promenade the area between the
tents and the stand. Here, gossamer-like beauty, ar
rayed in dresses rivalling the tint of the butterfly’s
wings in gaudiness of coloring, and embalmed in the
rich perfumes of “ Arahy the blest,” majestically floats
along with some bewhiskered fop, whose boots have
more polish than his manners, and whose brain was
never capable of containing more than one idea. This
is no place for amusements of that kind. Such con
duct merits the unequivocal condemnation of every man
of pure and upright feelings. The abuse of Camp
’ meeting privileges cannot be adduced as any argument
f against it; but only proves that man is prone to err.
It should be the place where
I A
[ Age, with snowy hair,
, And strength and beauty bend the knee,
And childhood lisps with reverent air,
Its praises and its prayers to thee.”
On Sunday night a bar-room, immediately in the rear
of the United States Hotel, known as “The Shades,”
was destroyed, with its contents, by fire. If only the
liquors had been destroyed, the occurrence would not
be regretted. It was supposed to be the work of an in
cendiary.
Avery tragical affair occurred in Lincoln County,
on Sunday last. A Mr. Ezekiel Jeter, who stood
charged with the offence of killing a negro, whom the
Sheriff’of that county was desirous of arresting, had re
turned after an absence from the county. The Sheriff
called on Mr. James Hcggie to assist him in making
the arrest. Jeter was armed, and as the Sheriff’ and
Heggie approached, fired at them, his ball taking effect
in Heggie’s right eye, producing a serious, and as is
supposed, a mortal wound. Mr. Heggie, having a gun
in his hand, returned the fire, killing Jeter instantly.
Heggie is not expected to survive it.
Monday night the Queen’s message, across the At
lantic telegraph to President Buchanan, was received
here with demonstrations of rejoicing. Bonfires were
lighted in Broad Street; a continuous shower of fire
works displayed, and the streets densely thronged with
people of all classes. Young America grew jubilant and
patriotic, keeping the fires well replenished with empty
boxes and barrels, and drilling innumerable companies
of light infantry. On Tuesday the bells were tolled,
and a salvo of 100 guns fired by the Washington Artil
lery in 16 minutes, in honor of the event.
The City Council have settled the vexed question,
relative to the construction of the new South Carolina
Railroad Bridge, by passing an ordinance allowing them
to proceed.
On Wednesday morning a fire broke out in the corn
and fodder house, attached to Heckle & Wilson’s sta
bles, which communicated with several small buildings
adjoining, and finally to the dwelling of M. F. Bois
clair. The loss will not exceeds3ooo. It wasundoubt
edly the work of an incendiary.
An exchange says:
“We see from our New York exihnnges that the la
dies of that city are about introducing anew fashion,
which we hope will find no favor South. The new style
of dress is said to be cool and attractive—no doubt but
the latter is the intention—the back ofthe dress between
the shoulders is cut in the shape of a V. so as to display
the shoulders, neck and a portion of the spinal verte
bral, the edges of the opening being bordered with lace
and connected with the opposite side with silk cord.
What next ?”
Why, enlargement of the head must be the next part
ofthe programme —and a magnificent imperial.
Augusta, August 20th, 1858. W. !
“Billy Bowlegs lias shown his gratitude to Mr. Mix,
Commissioner of Indian affairs, for kindness received,
by presenting that gentleman with a gold-headed cane
taken from the Florida everglades.”
We have heard much of the varied and rare produc
tions of Florida —of the exploits of her Bowlegs—her
alligators and musquitoes—abundant fish in limpid wa
ters leaping—-of her golden fruit—but were never before :
aware that she numbered amongst them gold-headed
canes. <
The Cattle Disease in Alabama.
The cattle disease, lately prevalent in Florida, Geor
gia and South Carolina, is spreading westward, and has j
made its appearance in many places in Southern and
Middle Alabama. The citizens of Montgomery decline
eating beef, and the butchers have ceased to offer it in !
market.
[Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.]
‘ To The Engle.”
by dr. tofts i. aFpleWhixe. *
High above the ocean’s billows,
In majesty serene; .
Now hid amid the pillared spray, ‘
Tlie bird of freedom’s seen.
Now down the dangerous rapids tossed. *
He glides on gazing calm and slow ; ’ *
Now ’mid the clouds of Heaven lost
To all the horrors of the scene below.
Thy home, the ethcriul heights of Heaven
Where, with an all-surveying eye, ’
• Thou gazest on all nature — ♦
Around, beneath, on high.
Gaze proudly on, thou noble bird,
With joy we gaze on thee ;
Thou who nobly guards our flag,
In lands beyond the sea. {
The gallant few thou once dids’t guard
Are now a nation wide and strong,
And fain their gratitude would pay, *
By worshipping thee in song.
Waynesboro', Ga. *
[communicated.]
Mr. Editor:
“ The crops of Columbia and Lincoln counties are
exceedingly flattering. That the corn crop will be unu
sually Iprge, is now a fixed fact. The prospect for an
abundant cotton crop is good. The weed is very full of
bolls, and much larger than usual. Some arecomplain
ing of a shedding of forms, while others think that it is
only a surplus east off. The people are enjoying good
health and line spirits. The. cow disease has dieap.
peared. It is hardly necessary to mention milk and
peaches ; it i3 too good to talk about.
Lincoln Camp-meeting presented quite a variety of
scenes. Tlie tent-holders were hospitable in the ex
treme, and amply provided with the substantial# of life,
for all the friends present. It was largely attended,
and the preaching was certainly of a high order.
couples were joined together in the holy bands ofmatri
mony without the consent of their parents. This was
called, in the days of old fogyism, stealing a girl, and
sometimes it was called running away. They made
good the latter expression; as soon as the Gordian knot
was tied they cut grit. Sick is life.
In March or April last, a man by the nameofEzekiel
Jeter murdeied, in a very brutal manner, a negro man
belonging to John Fergerson—all of Lincoln county.
Said Jeter had managed to keep out of reach of thepro
per authorities—all the time saying that he would die
before he would be taken—until Saturday, the 14th
instant, when the Sheriff, with a party of men number
ing six or eight, went to his house for the purposeofar
resting him. When they rode up Jeter was not to be
seen. Feeling confident that he was not far oft’, they
circled about with track dogs and soon struck his track.
Upon being hard pressed, and after a race of several
miles, he took back for the house. When he reached
tlie house, both men and dogs were hard by. The men
sprang from their horses and rushed into the yard. Je
ter told them that if they advanced he would shoot.
About that time one of tlie track dogs made towards
him, and he shot one barrel of his gun at the dog, and
flashed the other at the crowd. The party
ered that he had quite a number of guns in reach of him,
which was outside ofthe house near thechimney,using
the chimney as a kind of breastwork. James L. Heg
gie happened to be in front of the party. “ Heggie said
to Jeter that they had come to take him, and that he
had as well submit.” Jeter dodged behind the chim-**
ney, armed himself with another gun, stepped out and
shot at Heggie a distance of twenty-eight yards, putting
sixteen shot in his face, neck and breast. Ileggiestag
gered back, exclaiming that he was a dead man; that
he would kill the rascal before he died. He then raised
his gun to bis face, took deliberate aim at Jeter—the
blood streaming down upon his gun—and shot him
down, the contents taking effect in the abdomen. Je
ter cried out that he would give up. He died in les3
than two hours after receiving the wound. L. G. Cole
man, who was near Heggie at the time he was shot, was
also wounded in the arm. The Sheriff', Z. S. Willing
ham, escaped unhurt. Heggie is still living; but his
recovery is thought to be very doubtful.
TRAVELLER.
P. S.—Rumor says that there was a party in the
county who had ropes and all ready to hang Jeter as
soon as he was taken, or they could lay hands on him.
John Fergerson, the owner of the deceased negro, of.
sered fifty dollars reward tor Jeter’s arrest. T.
Congressional Rraius.
The Lowell Courier tells of a Congressman from
Maine who paid a political editor $lO to write hi® ac
ceptance of the nomination, and $lO more to write hie
speech to his constituents on the occasion of his re-elec
tion. The price is entirely to cheap. The honorable
member doubtless valued tlie brains of the editor at the
price he put his constituents, and his own. He had no
doubt often cheated them by a ten dollar speech, with the
belief that he was a man of ability and a profound
statesman. He is not tlie first political legislator who
has been indebted to an editor for all the public distinc
tion he ever acquired.
A drunken linker and a tipsy bar-keeper had a fisti
cuff in New-port, opposite Cincinnati, and tore off each
others linen. The tinker sent to his wife for a clean
shirt. She soon appeared, but in a towering rage, car
rying a shirt in one hand and a raw hide in the other,
and as soon as she could reach the unhappy tinker,
tossed him the shirt, and began to welt hint with the
lash. She would not wait for him to put on the clean
shirt, as she did not wish to cut that.
“In an evil hour I became addicted to drink. From
that moment I have been going down, down, down, un
. till 1 have became an outcast —a loafer—of no account —
fit for nothing on this earth but to be a member of Con
gress /”
ihiiimt
WANTED by a young lady, a graduate of
’ T a Southern College, a situation as TEACHER
in a Primary and Preparatory School, or to tench Hair
Braiding, Oil, Pastille and Grecian Painting, &c. Re
. Terences given if desired. Address L. G. S., White
Plains, Greene county, Ga. [Aug 26—4 t
A Classical Teacher Wanted
T° take cliar "° °f PINE GROVE ACADEMY
• u near . Dou k] e Wells, Warren county. Apply to
either of the undersigned. y
WILLIAM B. BARKSDALE
MANNAM JONES, ’
EDWIN BAKER.
JOHN H. HUBERT,
. JOHN HEATH.
A g 26 M. H. HUBERT.
Eh W>
(FORMERLY EVANS & CLARK)
GREAT GIFT BOOKSTORE,
44 North Queen Street, Lancaster, Pa. •
Morc EMSutoiMtS'tVe h CouSts? y ot *”
TTAVING located myself at Lancaster, Pa.
77 where my expenses are not above one-fifth as great
as those of similar establishments in New York orPhiL
adelphia; and having had extensive experience in the
business-being nearly four years a partner of G G
Evans, Esq the originator of the Gift Enterprise I
flatter myselt that I can offer greater inducements than
any other concern in the United States. inan
A Gilt worth from 25 cents to SIOO ‘will accompany
each book at the time ordered.
I have lately issued anew Catalogue, covering 32 na
ges, embracing an infinite variety of books of ever*
description, a copy of which will be mailed, posS
paid, upon application, to any address in the United
states. Let no one fail to send for a copy. Addi-pc*
Aug 19-4 t D. W. CLARK, Lancaster, P a .
IPXECU rORS’ SALE.—The plantation belonc
, mg to the estate of Samuel Johnson, late of Talia
ferro county, deceased, will be sold, on the first Tues
day in November next, at the court-house of said county
it not disposed of by contract before that time. Those
wishing to purchase will be shown the plantation bv
either of the subscribers. It will be sold in a body or
QoPhT B .’ may be . for lhe best “Merest of the estate.
Said plantation contains about eight hundred acres
J. JOHNSON, j
w A w H moore:
PLANTATION FOR SALE.
subscriber offers for sale Eleven Hundred
acres ot land lying on the waters of Little River
D J C n Ba ? rIow 8 th*® ® Stal £ of A ’ J ° nes ’ deceased - ants
dV*d n!. ° u There , are between three and four hun
acres'river anTH* 5 W °°ifr a ? d a l' wards of °" c hundred
a Drettv , and ‘ Pb ere is on the plantation
outhouses. ° d dwe ing bouse, with gin house and other
Donunir'v^v 11 ‘n’- Bbing to . see the land ettn have an op
portumty by calling on the subscribers Woodstock or
tY - of Oglethorpe county, Ga.
DubliTsnU?n n® n ° l s ? ld P rivatel y “ wilt be offered at
vemberne, 1 ” Gt “ n “ bor ’ - °‘
PhilomathfcAug 2 fi J ° HN W ’ REID ’