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•spaa® csa<ta*i3ra-*i TMMAIM CRUSAMB. PKN V IETjI>, < ISORGIA. Thursday Morning, * * * • .October 7, 1858. FOB SALK, A POWER PRESS AND ENGINE. As we contemplate purchasing new machinery, we offer for sale our Press, and Steam Engine of 3 horse power, both in good order und doing good work. They can be purchased upon eery reasonable terms ; and any member of the craft needing such apparatus, can got a bargain by an early application. will sell either the Press or Engine sepa Grand Division and the Order of Sons. It must be borne in mind that the Annual Meeting of the Grand Division takes place in Augusta, on the 4th Wednesday of this month. Every subordinate division in the State should be represented; and to do it, they must begin to make, preparations to that effect right away. We hope the members generally will take a lively in terest in the occasion and inaugurate, if possible, steps towards generating greater enthusiasm upon the subject of Temperance, throughout the State. We need more active and fearless laborers, who. ate not ashamed to be seen in the Temperance harness because of the unpop ularity of the cause with certain classes. “ The harvest is great, but the ( active ) laborers are few.” Can the Grand Division do anything towards supplying the de ficiency? It should at least make a strong effort. A cogent appeal should be addressed to all the professing Temperance men, and especially to the subordinate di visions throughout the State, urging and encouraging them to renewed eflorta in behalf of this great moral reformation, winch is well worth the time, talents and genius of all men, however high or humble their station in life. Our heart is overflowing with earnest desire in regard to this important subject, and we trust that the meeting of the Grand Division, soon to be held in Au gusta, may be the commencement of anew era in the contest. Our strong hope is in the Sons ot Temper ance ; for, as organizations,"they have proved’ to be the most beneficial and lasting of any which have ever been adopted; and when all others have ceased to ex ist, the order will still have a place among the institu tions of the country. The Knights of Jericho form a poble brotherhood, which arc now doing good work, 1 and w'e hope their ledges may last so long as there is a drunkard to be reclaimed; but they caunot hope to be altogether so permanent as the Order ofSons, and when vve think of such glorious Divisions as the Sand Hill, with three hundred members, Baldwin Ilaiford, Augusta, and the Glades, uc can but look to them, principally, as the beacon lights destined to shine during the strug gle., Iu speaking of this subject, Gen. S. F. Cary, of Cincinnnatti, indulges In reflections like these. He says: “The important and prominent position of the Order of the Sons of Temperance in the great refourn, must not be undervalued, and its claims to the confidence of the good and virtuous, should be often- and forcibly pre sented. No one, familiar with the history of the Tem perance reform, will question the necessity of a stronger and closer bond than existed prior to thecstab lishmentofthisOrder. The Washingtonian movement, which immediately preceded the Order, swallowed up the scattered fragments of previous organizations, or, rather, swept them away. It came with the force of a tornado; it was a moral earthquake but nothing more. It presented no bond but a simple pledge—there were no fraternal ties, no discipline, no organization worthy the name. The ‘Washingtonian Societies’ were rapidly a,a they were formed. Tb© Order v/as established, and rapidly (too rapidly for its gathered into its inclcsure, the better por tion pf temperance men, and furnished them with a home and mental aV-.ment. Its Division rooms, weekly meetings, off/ces, regalia, pass words, and impressive ceremonies, were all adapted to establish and strengthen the brotherhood ; while its Grand and National Divis ions, operating and co-operating with each other, by and through their representation, formed a complete and perfect unit, effective for the protection of its membi>- ship, and well calculated to make an aggressive mora-- ment upon the ranks ol intemperance. The world has never presented a more perfect institution for eho: at tainment of a given end, and at this hour it is. tho only one to which the friends of temperance pa#. look with confidence, to carry forward the reform. The uncounted multitude of kindred Associations which have been or ganized since th? Ocdes, whether they originated in true benevolence, or to gratify ambitious spirits, have only served tq weaken the Sons, and distract and divide the army of temperance. The policy ot multiplying So cieties has been disastrous to the cause of Temperance. If there are desirable and popular features in other sociations, which are not embraced in the Sons of Ijem perance, that Order was so constructed that ifS; consti tutions, forms and ceremonies could bo every year to suit the developments of the times and’ the en larged experience and constantly ijccunuilating wisdom of its members. If the Order has not acQCjnpli&hed all that might have been accomplished, whqt Association has, or could have done more, under the same circumstances ? It is a matter of astonishment that it has withstood so well the assaults made upon it; and the fact that it is to-day the greatest temperance organization in the would, ought to inspire every one of its membership with hope and confidence for the future. Nothing but the protec tion and favor of God could have brought our Order in safety to this hour. If it had not been that the Lord was on our side, we should have ceaseflto. exist.” The following is an extract fr.oip. the report of Wm. Drysdale, G. W. P. of Southern Kentucky: “Arrayed against this fell destroyer our Order has now marshall.ed an array of two hundred thousand stalwart, truo-hearted men. An army which comes from, no fields of blood and carnage; which has sacked no cities ; which has ravaged no country ; it consists not qf a licentious and brutal soldiery; it comes nattoswell the retinue ot some successful aspirant fug jjLoljtical power, or to grace with pomp and pageantry the tri upmh of some proud hero returning from his conquests, covered with the glory won upon a hundred battle fields. It is an army of plain, honest, earnest- fathers, hus bands and brothers, who. have seen, their country rav aged by a foe which the bayonet and cannon ball can not conquer; and who, like David of old, have armed themselycs with, lpjghtier weapons than sword and speaE, and shield, and come forth to-do battle in the names of their wiv.es, and mothers, and children; in the name of religipn and virtue; in the name of the Lord of Hosts. • Already the progress of this destroyer has been stayed, and many of the army which so success fully withstands him are those rescued from his cruel folds. In every part of our Union, exterminating aid eternal war is waged; and the out-posted scouts antd sentinels have followed the drum beat and planted the banners of Love, Purity and Fidelity. No other temperance organization yet devised* has so permanently advanced the temperance reformation, as the Sons of Temperance. By the good, the principled and the truly patriotic, the objects arjd principles of our Order need but be known to be approved. The intel lect justifies its organization and system; the heart ap proves its benevolence and charity; the soul rejoices in its means of elevation ; patriotism smiles upon its un ion and strength, and religion sheds its hallowed light upon its pathway. To the poor inebriate who has al ready fallen, it stretches forth the helping hand and bids him fly to this city of refuge ; it offers a great ral lying point for the exerciso of many of our best ener gies. Love, Purity and Fidelity are inscribed upon our banners, and every true Son of Temperance will carry them with him to every department of private, domes tic and social life, as the emblazoning Qf his principles -and the escutcheon of his honor. We make no offering to avarice, we build no altars to ambition; our only end and aim is to do good to our race, and to redeem our country from the bondage of vice, and to secure to all the citizens of this great Republic the moral and manly freedom which the temperate only knows. It is an or der exerting a mighty influence, and by this influence public sentiment must be brought to bear upon the sub ject of temperance, until it shall reach the point when it will sustain a prohibitory law upon our statute books, which can be enforced in all sections of the State. It is now generally conceded that public sentiment must pre cede the law; and only so far as the law is sustained by it, will it be efficient in carrying on any moral reform. Until public sentiment gets ahead and draws after it the law, but little dependence can be placed on anything but voluntary efforts to stop the evil. Public sentiment shoe.d, therefore, be thoroughly aroused to the impor tance of a prohibitory law, by public lectures in every county of our jurisdiction. To accomplish thefull end of our organization our Or der must be immortal. Th* can be done by enlisting the rising generation in the cause. Let ettlr y'odtk bft • taken to the Altar of Temperance, and theri? SWeat eter nal enmity to the foe with which We are at war. J,et them be organized into associations as the “ Cadets of Temperance.” Thus shall they bo saved from intem perance themselves, and porpetuate our etorne\ princi ples, when vve shall have accomplished tmr earthly course. The Press is also essentially connected with the suc cess of our cause, and one of the great, means by which our progress and principles arc to ho kept before the people. Wo may, with continued exertion, through the public lecturer, got the ear of the community; yet, without the press we cannot liold it. The publication of a temperance paper in Kentucky, by individual en terprise, should therefore meet our hearty and earnest co-operation. Our Order, throughout the jurisdiction, is rapidly progressing. The organization of new Divisions, and the revival of the old, give unmistakable evidence of an increasing interest in the cause. From the reports ot the Deputies received, the most flattering accounts arc given of large accessions to the membership. A large majority of them, however, have, as usual, failed to re port. I sincerely hope that, hereafter, no Division will recommend any I\ W. P. for commission as Deputy, unless he pledges himself to report to the G. W. P. at the beginning oi each quarter, the progress and pros pects of the Division under his charge. Steam mill Stock. We would invite attention to the advertisement in this paper, of thirty-six shares in the Peofield Steam Mill for sale. executrix is authorised by the Will of Rev. B. M- Sanders, deceased, to sell this stock at private sale, should any one wish to purchase it in that manner before the day of sale, as advertised. Grand Lodge Knights of Jericho. A portion ot the proceedings of the Grand Lodge, which met in Macon on the 16th ult.,has been received from the G. W. Recorder, but for the sake of conveni ence to ihose who should desire to file away the paper containing the proceeding, vve have delayed publishing any portion until next week, in order to get. alt in one number of the paper. The grand Lodge had a delightful meeting, and we opine it will be productive of much good t© the cause. Local. We are pleased to see that Dr. T. P. Janes has re moved from his plantation back to his beautiful resi dence in town. He has re-paled hi* garden, and is now making other improvements on hit* lot. Mr. A. B. Phelps is having his. dwelling re-painted, both externally and internally, v.hieh, together with the alterations lie has made in the ntof, improves its ap pearanca wonderfully. He is ■maki.tg it one of the most handsome and desirable lots in middle Georgia. Mr. J. R. Sanders is preparing to put a colonade to the east Bide of his residence, which will add greatly to its appearunee; and, at the same time, make it vastly more convenient and comfortable.. Atlanta Mcdicat College. We have received the annual announcement of lec tures for 1859, together with a.catalogue of matriculates in 1858, of this Institution, showing it to be in a most flourishing condition. It oilers inducements and ad vantages to students in the science of medicine, equal to auy medical college in the southern country. Each de partment has an efficient Professor, and is “supplied with models, plates, specimens, apparatus, &,c. for the proper and perfect, elucidation of medical science.” Lectures commence on the first Monday in May next, and continue four months. A winter or preparatory course of lectures has been established., commencing on the fist Monday an Novem ber, and concluding on the last ofFebruary. Fashionable Drinking. There is no form of drinking so deleterious in its in fluence,, as that practiced among the tashionable nir eies. The bacchanalian revels in a country grog-shop o* a city birothel may be more disgusting but the feel ing which they excite disarms them of all power to harm by exampl e. They are too advanced stages of a dis ease which* was contracted elsewhere. Few men ever learn to drink in a grog-shop. Many of the men now lying in tine lowest depts of degradation began their downward career in scenes far different, from these. Perhaps it was in the brilliantly lighted ball room, where music poured forth strains of sweetest melody, and the whole being was wrapt in the wild enchant ment of the: scene. Then the tempter came, it may be in woman’s faiir form, and while her soft hand offered the sparkling wine, words of persuasion fell freon her lips. The courage, which might withstand the greatest trials . in “the world’s wide field of battle,” yields to woman’s power, and his truth, consistency and virtue are gone, perhaps fore ver. Years pass and we again look upon the scene. But oh ! what a change ! That fair one, once robed nn beauty, brilliant as if of another sphere, is now a sad, heart-broken sufferer. Faded and haggard, she awaits with tearful eye* and bursting heart, the re turn of the ©ncc fond idol of her heart, but now a be sotted wretch, as unworthy of her love as the reptile which creeps the earth. Was she not the author ot her own misery ? Did not lier hand first give him the ac cursed drau ght, while ‘in bewitching accents she said, “drink and be merry? 1 ” She nourished the young tiger while his teeth could not destroy or his claws harm; but now it has become a monster that feeds upon her warm life’s blood. When weak and feeble, she could have destroyed it with one stroke ; but now she dares not raise a finger to resist. Ah ! it is a sad, a fatal mistake that fashiontible drinking is innocent and harmless. A more danger ous and deceptive falsehood, was never put forth &y the Father of Lies. It is there that those seeds are sown which will certainly bring forth a prolific crop of degradation., misery and death. Wine is a mocker— ant execrable shape from the depths of Hell, come .in what forr ahe may. If you would be assured of living and dying a. sober man, drink it not, taste it not, touch it not at all. Sale of Souls. The fnJtafical advocates of a false philanthropy speak and write much concerning the sale of human bodies, but wilfully ignore the fearful sale of souls which is daily taking place around them. Navies have been equipped, and immense treasures expended in suppress ing the African slave trade, while throughout our land, a shamble fc r the sale of souls is erected at almost every cross road. The process is as plain, as clearly defisad as any trade which could be named, the only point of difie rence being that in this case, the person who is sold j lays the purchase price himself. Can any thing he mi >rc strange than this ? More inconsistent with the diet ates of reason and sound sense ? Were a poet or a writer of fiction to represent a man as selling his hopes, his prospects, his body and soul, for time and eternity.; as battering away the peace, comfort and happiness of his wife and children, we would condemn it as a gross misrepresentation. But were he to make the man pay from his own pocket the price for which he sold them, we would consider it too absurd fora moment’s consideration. Yet all this finds more than a parallel in nature. Every year, every month, nay ev ery day, thot isands sell their souls to the Prince of Dark ness, and paj • his agents, the Rumseller’s, for taking them. Like Indian devotees, they madly throw them selves before a power which can but destroy them— with a blindness exceeding that of the mother who plun ges her infant. beneath Gunga’s current, they throw all they have upon a wave which wafts them to certain destruction. How truly has it been said that “truth is stranger that i fiction.” We’ll Drink No More. We’ll drink no more! The earnest vow Within our inmost hearts shall glow, Till life’s red tide shall cease to flow— We pledge to drink no more ! By manhood’s fairest hopes uptorn, And by the burning sense of scorn, Whicli long our secret souls have borne, We pledge to drink no more! By all our dark and murdered yoars ! By all our woes and wants and fears, That mock all words and stifle tears — We pledge to drink no more ! And by our homes of joy despoiled— A thorny waste where Eden smiled— With discord ebrs’d and sin defiled, Wc pledge to drink no more! And by our pale wives’ wasting sighs, Our starving children’s plaintive cries, 1 hat pierce where all that’s human lies— We pledge to drink no more ! We’ll stand in manhood’s pith and pride, And fling our galling chains aside, Resolved—let weal or woe betide— „ _ _ To pledge and drink no more! [From the Petotal Topic.] W. A, Pau.jster. Rum Doing*—An Ex-Minister Hung. Preston S. Turley, formerly a minister ot the gospel, was executed at Charleston, Kanawha County, Va. on the 17 inst. for the murder of his wife. There were about S.<XH) persons present at the execution. The Shir gives the following account of the execution: “The prisoner was very strenuous in the wish that his aged father and mother, and his own three little girls, who hadcotne to town the evening before, should go to the gallows’ and witness his execution, although it was their intention to return early in the morning. This was so far overruled by friends that his two eldest girls, who were old enough to have the scene impressed upon them through life, remained at Mr. Kelly’s. Hav ing bid his fellow-prisoners farewell, precisely at 10 o’clock, lie was led out of his cell, when lie kissed his children and took an affectionate farewell of them, ex claiming: “It is hard to bear, that I cannot have my last wish gratified,” alluding to his wish to have his children to go to the gallows 7 At 5 minutes past 10, he entered the omnibus. In passing from the jail to the ferry, he bowed to many of his former friends, and appeared to be the calmest in dividual in the company. At 34 minutes past 10, the prisoner ascended the gal lows with a firm step and took his seat, accompanied by the sheriff and the clergy, lie addressed the crowd a short speech, in which lie charged his misfortunes to the use of liquor, and said many who wore there pres ent had heard him preach, and lie hoped they would take heed to this, his last sermon. He said lie freely fargave all whom he had offended, and he hoped the same clemency would be extended to him. lie said he had made a confession, in which he had told all ofliis sins that he could recollect; some he could not recol lect, as so many had been committed when under the influence ofliquor. We do not pretend to give his pre cise winds, but only a brief synopsis. He spoke about three-fMrths of an hour. After speaking, he requested that ‘Jerusalem, my happy home,’ might be sung; he said that many pres ent had sung it with him on more happy occasions. He started the tune himself. While singing, he called his aged father on the platform, threw himself upon his neck, interrupted his singing only long enough to say ‘ Farewell,’ and then continued to take lead. His mother, with his little daughter, came forward at his request, and he shook hands with her, and took his lit tle one in his arms, kissed it, and all without seeming to be interrupted. So, also, with a brother. They all left the ground before he fell. He also, while singing, shook hands with some twenty others. Among them, two of the brothers of his murdered wife. He had a smile on his face most of the time. There were hut few dry eyes on the ground during this scene. When they ceased singing, he turned about and said, ‘Sheriff, lam ready to die.’ He then took his station upon the platform, and when the fatal’ rope was fixed about his neck, the fortitude of his spirit did not seem to falter, although his body quailed. A slight shudder ran through his frame. He continued to make appeals to the Almighty, iu a tervent and excited manner j just as the sheriff descended the steps, he exclaimed,‘Cut the rope quick, that I may go to Jesus.’ lie then said, ‘Lord Jesus, receive my spirit !’ and repeated as far as ‘Lord Je ,’ when, precisely at 12 o’clock, sheriff Slack touched the spring, he dropped, and the spirit of Preston S. Turley passed to the tribunal of an offended but forgiving Deity. He died with scarcely a struggle. The body was allowed to hang 40 minutes, when it was taken down, put in a neat coffin and conveyed to his father’s residence. He was buried on Saturday. We understand there were about three thousand per sons present at the funeral, and that it was a very affec ting scene. Turley was 36 years of age.” The Great, Mud Carnival. Under this head the St. Louis Democrat, of the 10 li instant, opening with the text, “Ten Thousand Wo men P'louudering in the Mud and Rain—Great Display of Crinoline,” thus proceeds to give the following ani mated description of the scene involved: “Never was there such ascetic in the wide world as that witnessed yesterday afternoon, on the Fair Ground. Never were so many white and black, old and young, tall and small, beautiful and had looking ladies in such a horrible di lemma. The day opened propitiously, with a clouded sky that threatened no rain, and cool breezes which were without any admixture of dust or smoke. The city poured forth her thousands, with all their country relations and visitors, and by one o’clock, P. M. the Fair Ground could not have contained less than twenty five thousand people. A little shower that passed over about eleven o’clock excited hut small surprise, and did not interfere in the least, with the pleasures of the day. About two o’clock another drizzle came on, which was chiefly instrumental in driving to shelter the hundreds of groups that were taking their picnic dinners out among the trees and on the green grass. The afternoon exhibitions were inaugurated with great spirit, the scenes of the ring being witnessed by a densely crowded theatre, containing not less than from fifteen to twenty thousand persons. While the contest between the roadsters was still going on, another driz zle passed over, which was soon succeeded by a dash ing thunder gust with a heavy pour of rain. This drenched all outsiders, and flooded the promenade and steps of the amphitheatre with two or three inches of water. The clouds broke away again, and the sun peered curiously out as if to note the effect of his shower upon the scene. Evidently disappointed at the failure of his thunder gust to scatter the crowds he again with drew, and called up out of the west a very sombre mass of vapors that stretched almost from South to North, and came slowly on with woeful portent. It was evident that a long, steady rain was about to set in. The crowd took alarm, and at about 3 o’clock the rush for oinnibusses and other vehicles began. The mud was excessive. The water stood in puddles and ponds all over the grounds and along the pathways. The most decided movement was first noticed at the steps leading down trom the promenade of the amphi theatre, which was all muddy and slippery. The de scent had to be made, and there was no other way for the ladies but to elevate such of their drapery as they desired to preserve from pollution, and make the rush. Down they came singly and in troops. Hundreds of mean and shameless boys and men stationed them selves at the foot of the steps to increase the perplexi ties and mortification of the ladies. The rain was coming. No time to he lost. Silk dresses were precious and must be saved; so they were caught up and drawn around the waists. Handsome petticoats were preserved in like manner. Hoops and crinoline were very inconvenient. Skeleton skirts were totally unmanageable, and in hundreds of cases were left to hang and sway and grin around the forms of their possesser, to the horror of modest men, all over the ground. Slippers wore entirely engulphed as the wear ers p’.unged from the steps and sought the dry land. Boots and gaiters were all splashed and soiled, pants and hose—well everything outside of the very cuticle itself of bifurcated femininity, was all bedabbled and bespattered with mud and slush. The rain came steadily on. The crowds in the am phitheatre rapidly dispersing, rusliel headlong to the entrances of the grounds, and soon the omnibuses, in waiting, were besieged by thousands of men, women and children, who were frantic in their efforts to gain seats. Couples and squads ran through the mud up the road to anticipate scats in the returning vehicles. Con tusion was at its height when the rain came. Then en sued such a scene as we hope never to witness again. There were not omnibuses or wagons for half of the people. The mud was ankle deep, and the rain ma king it deeper every minute. Women and children were caught up by lrantic husbands and fathers and pitched into the doors and windows of the carriages. The horses crowded upon one another; the men cursed and raved; screams of terror arose from the wo men on all sides; some were knocked down in the mud: others fell sprawling under foot; dresses and bonnets were torn and scattered around; many who were afraid to mingle with the crowd stood upon its verge without shelter of any kind, the rain heating pit ilessly down upon their finery, streaming down their bear shoulders and necks, washing away their rosy cheeks and dark eyebrows —well, we arc not equal to the description. It was a terrible sight. It was a ter rible suffering and mortification to thousands who were caught in the dilemma. At dark last night there were hundreds yet remain ing on the ground. The omnibus horses were all work ed down, and drivers opposed to returning, so that many were compelled either to remain on the ground or walk to the city. On Wednesday night, wc learn, there were at least two hundred who were thus left. Last night there must have been a thousand. Happy those yesterday who had carriages of their own; happy those who left the ground early ; happy she who wore a cheap bonnet, or a cheap dress, or no flounces, or moderate hoops; happy, thrice happy, she with a pretty ankle and dark stockings; miserable, very miserable, all, and every one else. Important to Postmasters. Complaints having been made to the Postoflice De partment that the “care, custody and conveyance of thu mails” are intrusted to person’s not qualified, und un der a suitable age, the following regulations, which are of long standing, are published for the benefit of all concerned: “Postmasters will cause their assistants and clerks, as well as lotier Cartiers, contractors, and carriers, to’ take the oath of office required by law, and send them tor file to the department, before they enter on their du ties ” “No nerson under the age of sixteen years should be employed as a mail carrier, or clerk in a postoflice. The special agents of the department and all postmas ters will promptly report all instances of non-compli ance with these regulations,” My Son: Let me now give you a father’s advice: I was rejoiced, on yesterday, to see you attach yourself to Qjtc of the branches of the Christian church. Now, my son, what I have to say is, that the world will ex pect something of a conformity in your life, to the pro fession which you have made; and now, my son, let me advise the commencement of it at home, in order that it may appear, and really hr so, abroad. 1 don't mean that a man shall go with his head bowed down “like a bullrush, and mourning all his days”—oh! no; luttbe sociable and agreeable at home; give those you control to understand that you are aware that they have souls to save. (I mean your servants,) Make them to feel that you have some care for them. Remember they arc human beings; remember they have souls to save; remember that they have not had the opportunity of learning and knowing right from wrong that you have; and also remember that while they are your servants, that you arc responsible for the manner in which you treat and control them; that while von exercise author ity over them, you should treat. them kindly and hu manely, knowing you have a Master in Heaven. Give them a kind word, and not get into a “ stew and fret,” making yourself unhappy—during your calmer mo ments —and all around you miserable. Remember that j a righteous man is a humane and a merciful man, to j the brute creation, as well as his servants. Remember the above, and my word for it, such treat- ! ment will make good servants—and even better horses and oxen—and the owner will have a pence of conscience “that will pass all understanding.” Live soberly, righteously and Godly in the present world: soberly, meaning quietly ; righteously, meaning that while you exact justice—even from your servants —that you dis charge your duty in the exercise of your authority over them; and Godly, meaning that while you are endeav oring to discharge your duty among your fellowmen, that you have an eye to the duties you owe your (our) God. In a word, try to live in peace with your God. I am aware that I have not done, myself, as advised; but can say, that so far as I have done it, that, in that profession, I have had a peace and quietness of mind that I have not had when living otherwise. My son, remember that this is your father that is writing, and one that has lived long enough to have some experience in what he is writing about. Your father, * * * ® Louisville, Sept. Ist, 1858. following is an interesting correspondence which recently took place between a father and his son in Jefferson county, upon the latter’s having joined the church: . My Dear Father: Your kind and fatherly epistle came duly to hand, and it afforded me unbounded plea ! sure to know that it was from yon. I have already | commenced to live according to my understanding of | right and wrong. I know that I will come far short oi i the requirements of my Heavenly Father; but with the i aid of my Lord and Master, Jesus Christ, the oidy Son of God, I intend to do my duty 10 God and man. We [ are erring creatures, and at best we arc as nothing. Thanks he to my Lord and Saviour, 1 have a hope, i through the merits and intercession of Jesus Christ, | that I am at peace with my Lord and Master, and not | at enmity, at heart, with any living creature under the | sinning sun. My prayer is, Lard, lorgive my enemies! ; Teach me to do unto others, as 1 would they should do ! unto me; “lead me not into temptation,but deliver me from evil,” and cause me to love my “neighbor as my self.” Now, my dear Liihcr, Ido hope sincerely that 1 may be caused to rejoice for the very same thing in you, that you were rejoiced in my doing, and this is the prayer, lor the sake of Jesus Christ, our Intercessor, of your obedient and devoted son, * * * *- Jefferson co. Ga. Sept. 10th, 1858. Stirring- Thoughts. A writer in the Wisconsin Chief asks the significant question—Whoever yet, on seeing a distillery, looked up and thanked God that it existed; and that it was pouring out its streams of blessedness to cheer and re fresh the way-worn traveler? And then replies—No! human nature is not so heaven-daring as to lookup and bless God for this. Rut the gushing fountain of pure, cool water, as it hubbies up, asks permission to bless; and the weary, thirsty traveler, if ever his heart swelled with grateful emotions, will send up a thanksgiving t,. Heaven for a free, pure, cooling draught from the blessed fountain. Did you, kind reader, ever make a compari son between a distillery and a spring of pure, cool wa ter? If not, just do it for one moment. Try to realize the blessings of the one, and the curses of the other. The one was founded by the great Architect of the universe, to be a blessing to everything within its reach, I both animate and inanimate. How it beautifies and re \ freshes vegetation ! llow pure and invigorating the at ! mosphere around it! And as it dances away in the lit j tie rill, singing as it gods, there is not a man, woman or j child; there is not a beast, bird, fish or insect; there is i not a tree, a shrub, a flower, nor even a tiny blade with ! in its influence but what raises—unconsciously perhaps | —blessings richer far than the miser’s well filled coders 1 can purchase. Can as much be said in favor of a distil lery—a fountain of man’s creating ? A man, did I say? Can a true man, one of God’s noblemen, engage in such a work, now in this nineteenth century, when the light of the Temperance Gospel is shining all around? No, never! A distillery! what is it ? A fountain which sends forth streams of liquid lire that scar and blast all that comes in contact with them. The atmosphere around it is a stench in the nostrils. Its polluting in fluence is discernible everywhere. And oh! the disease and sorrow, and death, that emanate from this accursed fountain! I wonder if those engaged in this work of death ever stop to think of the sighs and tears ; the broken hearts, wasted energies and ruined minds they are preparing for those who sacrifice at this dark and hideous altar ? For, when such a temple is erected, there is also an altar, on which costly, precious sacri fices are laid. Fortunes, homes, reputations, buoyant hopes, loving hearts, are some of the offerings which smoke upon that cruel altar; not to appease an offended Deity, but to call down God’s vengeance on the man who causes all these woes. Who, then, on passing one of these half-way houses on the road to perdition, can lookup and ask God’s blessing upon it? Ah! who can do it ? “Old Hundred.” If it be true that Luther composed that tunc, and if the worship of mortals is carried on the wings of an gels to Heaven, how often has he heard the declaration, “They are singing Old Hundred now.” The solemn strain carries us back to timesof the reformers —Luther and his devoted band. He, doubtless, was the first to strike the grand old chords in the public sanctuary of his own Germany. From his stentorian lungs they rolled, vibrating, not through vaulted cathedral roof, but along a grander arch—the eternal heavens. lie wrought into each note his sublime faith, and stamped it with that faith’s immortality. Hence it cannot die. Nei ther men nor angels will let it pass into oblivion. Can you find a tomb in the land wheie sealed lips lay, that have not sung that tunc? If they were gray old men, they had heard or sung “Old Hundred.” If they were babies, they smiled as their mother rocked them to sleep, singing “Old Hundred.” Sinner and saint have joined with endless congregations where it has, with and without the pealing organ, sounded on tlie sacred air. The dear little children, looking with wondering eyes on this strange world, have lisped it. The sweet young girl whose tombstone told of 16 summers ; she, whose pure, innocent face haunted you with its mild beauty, loved “Old Hundred;” and as she sang it, closed her eyes and seemed commuting with the angels who were soon to claim her. He whose manhood was devoted to the service of God, and he who, with the white hand placed over his laboring breast, loved “Old Hundred.” And though sometimes his lips only move, away down in his heart, so soon to cease its throbs, the holy melody was sounding. The dear white-headed father, with his tremulous voice, how he loved “Old Hundred!” Do j you see him now, sitting in llie venerable arm-chair, | his hands crossed over the head of his cane; his silvery j locks floated off from his hollow temples, and a tear stealing down his care-worn, furrowed checks, that thin, quavering, faltering sound now bursting forth, now listened for almost in vain ? If you do not, we do; and from such lips, hallowed by four score years’ ser vice in the master’s cause, “Old Hundred” sounds, indeed, a sacred melody. You may fill your choirs with Sabbath prima donnas, whose daring notes emulate the steeple and cost most as much, hut gives us the spirit-stirring tones of the Lutheran hymn,sung hyoid and young together. Mnr ! tyrs have hallowed it; it has gone up from the beds of the saints. The old churches, where generation after generation has worshipped, and where many scores of the dear dead have been carried and laid before the al tar, where they gave themselves to God, seem to breathe of “Old Hundred” from vestibulo to tower-top—the air is haunted with its spirit. I uink a moment of the assembled company who have at different times and in different places joined in the familiar tune! Throng upon throng—the strong, the timid, the gentle, the brave, the beautiful, their rant faces all beaming with the inspiration of the heavenly sounds. “ Old Hundred!” king of the sacred bnnd of “ ancient airs!” Never shall our cars grow weary of hearing, or our tongues of singing thee! And when we get to Heaven, who knows hut what the first triumphal strains that welcome may be, “Bo thou, O God, exalted high!” Naked Truth. The late eccentric John Holmes used frequently,. in his addresses to different juries, to explain the meaning of the phrase “naked truth,” by relating the following fable: “Truth and Falsehood travelling nt a river, and both went to bathe a . com _ Falsehood c .° h min^‘ f t his raiment and then CSTo; Ids of the water, sought in vain his own proper di d ;ill „^ ked> in pursuit of but not being swift offooknever overtaken the fugitive. Ever since he has been known as Naked Truth. ;E9*-We cheerfully publish the following commenda tion of Looney’s Arithmetic: “The .Southern Arithmetic.*’ Mono an IL. Looney —Dear Sir: We have carefully examined your arithmetic, and do unhesitatingly re commend it as being the best and most thorough treatise on the science of numbers that, we have ever seen. It embodies the essence of all the practical and useful rules oi arithmetic; excludes the perplexing and worthless routine of sterling money—indeed, nil worthless matter which stocks most of our arithmetics, is judiciously excluded from yours, and its place supplied with original rules and practical examples, eminently useful to the! student and the man of business. The rules are plain and easily understood; llic mode of solution analytical and practical, rendering the most abstruse problems easy of solution. „ The “Southern Arithmetic” was gotten up by sou thern ability and industry, designed by the author to supply the wants of our schools and people of the South; therefore, let all who are in favor of a series of southern text books, adopt the “.Southern Arithmetic” as one j of the series. M. P. ALEXANDER, M. 1). M. P. CALDWELL, Principal j Chattahoochee Academy, Ga. j Gainesville, Gu. Sept. 20th, 1858. The Kiblc on Temperance. “Mother, mother!” cried Charlie, a few minutes af terward, as lie ran to the nursery. No mother was there. So lie ran to her bed-room. “Mother!” he cried again. “Mother is not here,” said a gentle voice. It was that of his sister Amelia. “Mother is in tlie parlor with company. My manly little brother ought to wait till he can get to the room, and not go nil about the house calling for someone that is busy.” . “That is so!” exclaimed Charlie, throwing his arms around her neck, and imprinting a kiss on her cheek. “M v good sister is always telling me something that would make me better, if I would only heed her coun sels. But what are you and Eddie talking about here so busy ?” “Oh I” replied Eddie eagerly, “sister is telling me all the verses in the Bible about temperance, and you can’t think how many there are. It seems as if there was something in the Bible about all the good things in the world.” “Yes; but, Master Eddie, you need not think you are going to have all these good things to yourself,” said Charlie, throwing himself down on the carpet. “We shall he very glad to have you share them with us,” replied Amelia. “I was just reading in Proverbs, where Solomon is telling his soil not to drink wine.” “Well, sister, did not Christ drink wine when lie was on the earth; and did he not once turn water into wine?” “True; hut I heard our Sunday School teacher say that that was new wine—-just the fresh juice of the grape, which was a common drink in that country. It would not make anybody drunk. But when it stood a long time and fermented, it had alcohol in it, and then it made people drunk ; and then it would sparkle and look bright in the cup, just as it says here.” “Well, read on, sister; I wont interrupt you again.” .So Amelia read from the twenty-third chapter of; Proverbs: “‘Who hath woe? Who hath sorrow? Who hath contentions? Who hath babbling? Who hath wounds j without cause? Who hath redness of eyes? They that j tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed, wine.’ ” “ ‘Look not upon the wine when it is red—when it j givetli its color in the cup—when it movelli itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder. Thine eyes shall behold strange women; and thine heart shall utter perverse things.’” “There!” said Amelia, “I guess that is all about, that. Oh! no, it is not; this is telling how he acts: Yea, thou sjialt be as he that lieth down in the midst of the sea, or as he that lieth on the top of a mast. They have stricken me, and I wasnot sick; they have beaten me, and I felt it not; when shall 1 awake'? I will seek it yet again.’ ” “Why, how true that is!” said Charlie, “even to the quarrelling, lor drunkards are famous for that, you know.” “Then, too, I suppose that about the ship means that they reel about like a ship on the water.” “Well, sister, does the Bible say anything about tem perance; that is, about the drunkard?” “Certainly,’? was the reply. “Don’t you remember when Paul was before Felix, and reasoned of righteous ness, temperance and a judgment to come, Felix trem bled?” “Oh, yes!” exclaimed Charlie; “then Paul was a temperance lecturer, was he not? Well, that is worth all the rest. 1 wonder if that is all the temperance lec ture that he ever gave ?” “No; I think there were several others. There is one place, I know, wlieje he says, ‘Be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess.’ ” Charlie now caught a glimpse of his mother coming in, and hejumped up and ran to meet her. “Oh, mother!” he said, “i am soglad that Jeff Town ley is going to sign the pledge !” “So am i,” replied his mother, “for your sake as well a3 his own. It shows you the influence of one boy that dares to do right. And lam happy to sec you in such good spirits; quite like yourself again,” and the mother’s fond kiss brought the tears to his eyes as he thought how he had injured her feelings, and how fully she had forgiven him. “What are vou thinking of, Charlie?” inquired Mr. Martin the next morning after breakfast. “I have been trying to think what could have started Jefl to sign the pledge. I would like to know of what use he thinks it will be to him-” “I thought you were glad that he had signed the pledge.” “So I am; but I would like to know what lie thinks about it, and if he supposes it will do him much good.” “I can tell of some good that it would have done somebody il lie had signed it some days ago.” Charlie looked up inquiringly, and his father contin ued : “He would not have given you those brandy-drops, my son.” “Why not, father?” inquired Charlie, looking a little confused at this allusion. “Don’t you remember what your pledge says? I think you had better road it again.” Liiarlie ran to get it, and soon exclaimed : “Oh, yes, I sec! he would have promised not to offer j it to his friends, and that is a good idea, for if one prom ises not to touch it himself, he ought not to offer it to his friends. But, then, father, I was thinking how small a chance there was, that so good a fellow as Jeff,* one that knows so much, and well-behaved, should ever become a drunkard.” ‘A cry true; he might never become a drunkard; yet, there is no surety of that. Some of the most in tellectual men have given themselves up to drink, and it has ruined them: and sometimes they have sunk as low as the vilest street-drunkards. Besides, wine often works mischief when it does not make drunkards. Do you know who was the last sovereign of France, before Louis Napoleon ?” “It was Louis Phillyipe, was it not?” i Yes )n?" d e^est son waJ5 called the Duke ofOr leans. I his young man was looked upon ns the heir of his lather s throne, and his excellent qualities made him very much beloved and deservedly popular. He was handsome, intellectual nnd noble. No one thought that he would lall a victim to wine—indeed, he never became intoxicated. But on the joyous occasion, he diank one glass too much—just one glass too much. )n leaving the company lie entered his carriage, and had not goiie fiir when his horses took fright and ran. il he had been quite sober, be would have kept hisseat, winch is the safest course at snch times; but hejumped out. If he had not drank too much wine he would have alighted on Ins feet; as it was, his head struck the pavement and he was killed. Ah ! my son, vou may be sure that the only sale ways is, not to toucli it. If a promise will help us to avoid it, give the promise freely. And, besides, 1 think it a noble tiring lor every one, woman and child, to vow eternal hatred to the stuff that does so much mischief in the world.”— Brandi/ JJrops . Tcinpcrancd lCcsolutions. Ihe Goshen Association, \a. lias, for many years, been perplexed with test questions with regard to the use of intoxicating liquors. At its late session the fol lowing answers were given to queries submitted : In reply to queries from Forest Hill church, the As sociation, by a unanimous vote, defined its position on Temperance questions as follows: “1. Wc regard moderate drinking as an evil, so far as it leads to immoderate drinking, nnd we therefore recommend, ns wealwnys have done, that, on the ground of expediency, the churchosdiscountenancethepractisc. 2. The Scriptures give no specific directions for the suppression of mere moderate drinking; the means to he used, therefore, for its suppression, must be left dis cretionary with the churches, they being at liberty to apply any remedy they may deem proper, not inconsis tent with the teachings of Sc.ipture.” The above answers are very ingeniously framed, and yet, they do not fully meet the ease. A distinction must now be made between “moderate drinking, madeiate drinking that“ buds to immoderate drinking.” A Teetotaler would say, “ where there arc no moderate drinkers, there will certainly never bo any “ immoder ate drinkers.” Besides, the liability to immoderate drinking as the consequence of moderate drinking, would depend, jn many cases, on the physical consti tution of the drinker. A gill a day might make some heads a little murky, while a pint would only moder ately steady some others. The Association hasdefined its position without seeming to be aware of it, on the substrata of brain physic. But while we perceive the difficulty in the case, we question ifwe could have given a better answer under the circumstances, and shall therefore acquiesce.— Christian Index. A Golden Thought Set in Pearls. —In speaking of marriages for money, Miss Muloch, the eminent writer, observes, and we think very justly: “Marriago ought always to be a question not of ne cessity, but choice. Every girl ought to be taught that a loveless union stamps upon her as foul dishonor ns one of those connections which omit thclegal ceremony altogether, and that, however pale, dreary and toilsome a single life may be, unhappy married life must be ten fold worse, an everhaunting temptation and incureable regret, a torment from which there is no escape but death.” [Written U r the Georgia Temperance Crusader.] A There’s Ilest in Heaven. r.Y r. 11. BREWSTER. j Art thou weary, pilgrim old, Whose bark hath long been driven Where storms have howled, and surges rolled ? - There’s rest for (lice in Heaven ! \ And there upon that peaceful shore, The angry storm shall rage no more— Oh ! pilgrim lone, woulds’t thou be blest ? Then seek that port of endless rest ! Art thou weary, wanderer lone, Whose life is in the even, Nor rest hath found in either zone ? There’s rest for thee in Heaven ! If thou shall gain that Heavenly home, Thou never more shnlt sadly roam— < Mi! wanderer lone, wpulds’t thou be blest ? Then seek that home of peace and rest ! Art thou weary—thou to whom Afflictions have been given ? There’s rest for thee beyond the tomb— There’s rest for thee in Heaven! No weary watchers there shall keep Their vigils through the darkness deep— Affliction's child, would'st thou lie blest ? Then seek that happy place of rest! Art thou weary, weeping one, Who long with grief hath striven? Cheer up! no cares shall prey upon Thy sighing heart in Heaven ! All tears shall there he wiped away, And sorrow shall no more have sway— Oh ! sorrowing one. woulds’t thou be blest ? Then seek that land of joy and rest! Cherokee co. Ga. S’epl. 17th, 1858. A Goon Newspaper. —ls you want a reliable and in teresting news and commercial journal, send for the Augusta Evening Dispatch. Terms for daily, $1.00; weekly, $1.50 per annum. S. A. Atkinson, Proprietor. Supra,” the hit in for “ns above,” was sad ly blundered by one of the intelligence offices—not in telligent—a few days ago. Mr. Peterson, residing in New Jersey, having occasion to send for certain infor mation, wrote a letter in the usual manner, placing the name of the place in which he resides at the head of his letter. At the close he added, “My address, ut supra, C. L. Peterson.” Not receiving any answer, he wrote again, complaining of the neglect of the office, and by return of mail came a letter stating that his first was duly answered, and directed, as he desired, to “ Ut Su pra,” and if that post office was in his vicinity, he would find the letter there. This time the intelligence men had directed to the place from which lie dated his letter. Bright fellows! But speaking of latin brings us to an other, which the collegians will relish as being true to the life and the letter: One of the earliest Presidents of Jefferson College, Pennsylvania, was the venerable Dr. M’Millan, a man of great gravity and dignity of manners. Jn thosa early times it was the custom for the stu dents, when meeting (he President, to remove the hat from the head, place it under the left arm, make a pro found bow, and pass the compliments of the day. Among the students was Tom Devoe, an eccentric fellow. His father was a rich planter of Mississippi; and as Torn was always “flush of money,” the height of his ambition was to sport a gold-headed canc and gallant the old Greek Professor’s daughters. The term student, which lie bore in common with the other members of the college, was a sad misnomer. Tom’s mind was more deeply engrossed with backgam mon, chequers and “old sledge,” than with his mathe matics; and lie was more deeply read in the lore of Chesterfield than in that of Homer and Virgil. In fact, he was a shallow-brained, lily-handed fop. and, as may be supposed, a groat favorite with a certain class of la dies, who mistake impertinence for wit, and fine clothes and affected manners for refinement and solid accom plishments. But to our talc. Tom was one day walking down street arm in arm with his friend, John Smith, who had a spice of the wag about him. Seeing the President a few paces before them, Tom hastily inquired, “Smith, what is ‘ Good morning, Sir,’ in latin?” “ Ego sum sultus,” was the reply without a moment’s hesitation. Meeting the President, Tom, after the most approved style of donkey ism, at the time of making a profound salaam, greeted him with “‘Ego sum sultus .” “lain aware of it,” responed the President, making a slight bow. This proving rather unsatisfactory, Tom posted offto the room of his friend Bylcs, whom he saluted witii “Deacon, what is the translation of this sentence,‘Ego sum suit us ?”’ “ Jam a fool,” responded the unsophisticated “ Dea con.” This told the whole story. As novel-writers say, Tom’s phelinx may be more easily imagined than de scribed. Whether the students bored him about it or not. and whether the Professor’s daughters ever heard of it er not, “deponent sayeth not;” but history recordeth that the next flat-bottomed boat that went down the Ohio bore Tom ns a passenger.—Harper s Magazine. Deep Sea Soundings. Some persons are surprised at the statement that the water upon the telegraph plateau, between Trinity and Valencia Bays, is from two to three miles deep in its deepest parts, having been told that there it is compar atively shallow. A comparison of deep sea soundings will show that the idea of its shallowness is correct, when measured by almost incredible abysses to which the plummet has been sent. Lieut. Berryman,in 1853, made a sounding in the Atlantic Ocean 30,600 feet in depth, equal to ?t miles; and Capt. Denham, of the British Navy, has obtained soundings at the vast depth, of 46,236 feet, or nearly 0 English miles. The highest mountains upon the globe might be hurled into these immense chasms and still leave a vast ocean above their tallest peaks. The giant Himalaya, that overtop alt other mountains, would be swallowed as easily as the Alps. The highest peak of the chain is only 28,178 feet above the sea level, and its summit might he sub merged about three miles at llie point of Captain Den ham’s deepest soundings!— Washington Intelligencer. “ Jim, did you ever douolc the Cape of Good Hope?” “I expect I have.” “ When ?’’ “Last night, when I put my arm around the cape that belongs to the dress ot a young lady I have good hopes of making Mrs. Dusenbury.” The temperance law in New York provides a penal ty of SSO for each instance of its infraction. In order, thcrelere, to test its workings, the council of the New \ ork city Excise Board has instituted a suit against a well known liquor dealer, for $18,250, being the aggre gate of the lines for 365 days of illegal liquor selling. “Take Care of Tiiy Money.”—Raley, whose mind was so remarkably expert, was particularly clumsy in body. “ 1 never was a good horseman,” he used to say to himself, “and when 1 followed my father on a pony of my own, on my first journey to Cambridge, 1 fell oil’ seven times; I was lighter then than I am now, and my tails were not likely to he serious. My father, on hear ing a thump, would turn his head half aside, and say: ‘Take care of thy money, lad,’ as if I, myself, were of no consequence.” People shudder and chill over death by hydrophobia. Delirium tremens is quite as terrible; yet, community sleeps over a curse which entails that disease. Man after mail falls before the scourge, and still the work goes on. “Thebloom or blight of all men’s happiness.” In Pike county, Ala. on the 16th inst. at the house of the bride’s father, by the Rev. W. R. Tally, Mr. Ste phen W. Register a:id Miss Elizabeth M. Lindsey, all ot said county. When coldness wraps this suffering clay. Ah ! whither strays the immortal mind ! It cannot tlie—lt cannot stay, But leaves its darkened dnsi behind.” Died, near Hillsboro, Ark. of congestive fever, on the 6th inst. Wji. B. Rainey, in the 31st year of his age., lie was reared in Greene county, Georgia, whence hat removed to Arkansas about four years ago. He pro fessed religion and united Irmsclf with the Baptist church at White Plains, then under the pastoral care of the Rev. John Harris, about the year 1842; and from thence till the close of his life, lie manifested, by the consistency of his walk, the genuineness of his faith. His was naturally a generous, noble nature, which while it prompted him to maintain in his own conduct the character of a Christian gentleman, won for him the, respect and esteem of all with whom he was associated To his own family he was peculiarly endeared by those qualities, both of mind and heart, which make the affec tionate son, brother, husband and father. ll is fast sickness was short—the summons unexpected—but his preparations had been made before-his faith grew stronger, and Ins hopes brighter, the nearer he ap proached the grave. His lust words were of comfort and encouragement to his stricken wife; his dvin” ex pression was, “ All is well.” J ° X “Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright, for the end of that man is peace.” \y Bairdstown, Oct. sth, 1858. jilt Mtt FOR SALE OR EXCIIAIVCIE, ■JVI Y house anil lot in Penfielil ; it is two story, nine rooms and fire-places, conveniently situated HOTE° n,re °* lllC t,nvn ’ !uld known asthcPENFIELD Also, my plantation near Bairdstown, on Little River, being nearly six hundred acres, two hundred, or more, cleared, supposed to be one hundred acres in bottom * with good Dwelling-house, Gin-house, Screw, and all necessary out buildings. This land may be had for se ven dollars per acre. H. NEESON. Oct. 7—tit