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LITERABY fcmpeMirct %tisii%. PENFIELD, GEORGIA, oZAnutday oZfomtno, Cetc&M 3f. 1 sss. LINCOLN L. VEAZEY The Goorgia Rail Road & Ranking Company have declared a semi-annual dividend of three and a-half per cent. Among tho list of patents recently granted, we find that Mr. Wm. Re as ft, of Borzelia, in this State, has obtained one for an improvement in ploughs. The Young Men's Christian Association of Au gusta have forwarded §1.032 58 to tho Howard Association of Charleston, for tlic benefit of the suffering poor of tho latter eitv. “ Mary.”—This name, by a decree of Bio Nono, can no longer be given to children, on pain of ex communication. His infallibility reserves it hereafter, exclusively for tho Virgin of immacu late conception. So says an exchange. Persons inflict upon themselves treatment which, if imposed by another, would bo deemed harshest cruelty. Fashion compels her votaries to undergo tortures as long, lingering and as cer tainly fatal as any which the Spanish Inquisition ever contrived. A correspondent of tho Greenesboro, X. 0. Times, writing from Chapel Hill, says: We have intelligence of a terrible outbreak at j our University, in which the principal features j are the burning of one of the teachers in effigy, j assaulting the Faculty, burning the benches and j attacking a private residence. The Baptists of Nashville, Tenn. arc having! considerable excitement over the trial of Rev. J. ! R. Graves, editor of the Tennessee Baptist., for un- i Christian conduct. Up to the latest acoounts, j the church had examined tho evidenco upon ; four specific charges, and pronounced him guilty j of all. A final decision of the case has been de- ! ferred until Nov. 10th. Mr. Graves pronounces i tho portion of the church who have taken these j proceedings a faction, and appeals to the assoeia-. tion. Anew title has been created in our Navy— i that of Admiral. The Navy Department, it is rumored, has just decided that naval captains, ; when in charge of expeditions similar to that i now about to start for South America, shall be j justified in assuming the title of, and be entitled 1 to tho honors and salutes of an Admiral. Ac- ! cordingly, Admiral Shubriek now flies his broad i flag at the fore instead of the main, where Com- j modores have hitherto located their pennants. What more beautiful than the following sen- j tence from Heinrich Heine, tho German poet and | wit? It has an eloquent pathos that must touch every heart: “Then suddenly approached panting, a pale Jew, with drops of blood on his brow, with a crown of thorns on his head, and a great cross laid on his shoulders; and he threw the cross on the high table of the god3, so that the golden cups tottered, and the god., became dumb and j pale, and grew ever paler, till they at last melted I away into vapor.” Tho Mobile Register gives the following as the dates of the first killing frost in Mobile for nine years past. The average date is tho Bth of No vember : In 1849, it was on the 2Gth November. In 1850, “ 17 th “ In 1851, “ 6th “ In 1852, “ 27 th “ In 1853, “ 25th October. In 1854, “ 14th November. Jn 1855, “ 24th October. In 1856, “ Brh In 1857, “ 19th November. Dr. N. M. Crawford has presented us with a j copy of his new book, entitled. “ Christian Para doxes.” It is just from the press of Graves, Mark ? & Cos. Nashville, Tenn. in a neat muslin binding, and the mechanical execution in every way hand some. Os tho book, we have had time only to notice the table of contents, and road a chapter here and there. It is written in a clear, perspic uous, unpretending style; so that, while it may be read with pleasure by the learned, it can be understood by the uneducated. Twenty-three paradoxes are stated and discussed at considera- . ble, but not tedious, length. It is a valuable ad dition to the religious literature of the country, ! and we wish it may have that extensive circula tion which it deserves. The first newspaper published in Georgia, of which we have any account, was the Georgia Ga zette, of Savannah, in 1774. Some years later, a paper was edited in Augusta, by a Dane by the name of Augustus C. G. Elholm. The Augusta Chronicle was established in 1785, by ,T. E. Smith, the Savannah Republican in 1798, by Lyon & Morse, the Washington (Wilkes Cos.) News in 1800. A paper was published in Louisville, Jefferson Cos. called the Louisville Gazette and Republican Trumpet, of which Geo. M. Troupe was editor. The Augusta Constitutionalist (from which paper we glean these facts) was first established in 1799, under the name of the Herald. It continued to be published under this name until 1823. when it i assumed its present title. M. Von Humboldt has celebrated his nine- i teenth birth-dav. An English correspondent, J writing from Berlin, says that, “ never did a con- S queror receive congratulations from so many per-1 sons and such great distances as the postboy had j • to carry on Tuesday morning to the well known I house in the Oransienburgerstras.se. Those who j have been fortunate enough to enjoy a peep at the fifth volume of Kosmos, which is still under j his hands, assert that neither in style nor con- • tents does it, in the least, yield to the four vol-I umes which preceded it. Humboldt himself is said to be of opinion that he will die next spring, just after having completed the last of the tasks he has undertaken. But his friends who observe him speak differently, and are bold enough to predict that this time he will prove to be alto gether in error, and that a very different celebra tion from that which he anticipates will next year take place in bis house. Rhetoric. —Mr. Winter Davis, in his letter to the students at the University of Virginia, thus soars into the regions of boundless space: “Such fever in youth portends madness in manhood. It is a temper alien to the genius of ©ur republic, whose lifo is freedom of thought freely spoken, a temper which tends to civil strife, the shock of extremes, softened by no con ciliatory counsels, the tyrannical domination of local majorite6 to the extermination of every pro '4 test, and the collision of those majorities in arms when the kindly memories of the past are only a little more obliterated by injurious recrimina tions. It ia like the orator who exclaimed: ‘ Proceed to the eonfines of civilization on our western bor der ; seek the woodman in tho almost inaccessi ble recesses of tho primitive forest. Transport the evidence of the toil of the hardy pioneer in his exertions to make a home for future genera tions. Place me, oh place me upon these evi dences, and transport me forth into the fresh morning breezes where nought alarms or makes afraid.’” A STATE UNIVERSITY. rpHL elevtv ion of Franklin College to a Univer -1 sity lias frequently been suggested and advo cated during the last three or four years. We think the idea a good one, which we heartily favor, provided it be fuUy and properly done. We advocate this measure, in the first place, be cause we regard it as an utter impossibility to ele vate that Institution from its present low condi lion while it continues merely a College. The three denominational colleges now in euccesssful operation offer equal, if not superior advantages, and to their support the members of these de nominations stand pledged. Their lioarty co-op eration in sustaining an institution which they regard as a rival of their own, cannot bo obtained; for, in almost every instance docs church pride ; exceed etato pride. If, then, we would have an university which shall command the respect and support of the whole people, it must so far sur | pass all the institutions roared by individual and denominational munificence, as no longer to con i’ lliet with their interests. In tlio next place, the rapid iucreaso of High I Schools and Colleges in our Stato renders the j ; establishment of such an institution absolutely j ; necessary. We havo no hesitation in saying that | , these havo multiplied far too rapidly. Being ! without any, or with very inadequate endow- j ments, many of them have to rely, principally on | j their patronage, and hence the necessity of popu- j i /arizing to gain favor. The most popular manner j j which they can assume, is to pave “a royal road” for tho lazy and brainless. From this cause, our : country w full of ignorant Bachelors and Masters I of Arts, who are as incapable of writing a dozen . correct sentences in their mother tongue, as they ; ‘ aro of reading their Latin Diplomas. Not only ! I so, but this continual bid for patronage has so lowered the standard that none of them afford opportunities for that thorough education which i many desire. We want a remedy for this state of things, and we apprehend it is to be found in a properly or ganized university. It would correct the errors and supply the deficiencies of our colleges, as our i Courts of Appeal act as a check upon the courts below. We are of the opinion that it would make their courses more thorough, their instruction more accurate and their discipline more firm. We might then hope for education to become a business, and not as it is now—a fashion. t But the subject is surrounded by many difficul- j ties—difficulties which we fear will prove insu perable for many years to coino. One of the chief of these is tho great diversity of opinion now ex isting. Scarce any two men entertain tho j same views, and it will of course require time and | much free discussion in order to produce anything i like harmony. All, wo believe, agree in wanting j an university, but each wants it arranged accor- j ding to his own notion —one so that it will cost | but little, another more for ornament than use, and so on indefinitely. All that we can do, is to give our idea of the plan which should be adop ted, which we think at once just and practical. We would have Franklin College—stript of its name—made the nucleus around which tho pro- 1 posed university should be formed. To this, all the funds and real estate now belonging to that institution should be turned over. This endow ment should be still farther increased, so as to make its income amply sufficient for tho support of the requisite number of first-class men in the different departments of science, independent of die tuition foes. Then, let courses of study in Law, Natural Science, Mental and Moral Philoso phy, Languages and Literature be prescribed which shall be beyond those of the colleges—a diploma from one of which shall ho made a re quisite for admission. Such an institution might not at first be largely attended ; but, as our peo ple became more thoroughly and highly educa ted, the numbers would increase, and in a few years men would be found in its halls from all the Southern country. Some propose modelling the university after 1 that of Virginia. This, wo think, a bad idea. That institution has been pre-eminently success ful in attracting a large class of students, and its success, in this particular, has hidden many of its demerits. Wo would not speak a word in dis praise of that splendid monument of the wisdom and munificence of tho Sago of Monticcllo. Those who havo received gifts at her hands have, wherever they have gone, proved themselves scholars in more than the name. But it is not, perhaps, generally known, that not a twentieth of those who havo attended her sessions for tho last forty years, have received degrees. She of- j fers none of those encouragements to diligence i which aro ordinarily presented, and inflicts no 1 penalties upon idleness. If a young man desires an education, 110 can there enjoy the best of ad vantages; but ho can go there anil do nothing, if he prefers. This looseness of discipline has ren dered it a great resort for those victims of vanity and indolence, who desire tho name of being ed ucated, but care little for the substance. This is one feature which wo do not wish to. exist in the University of Georgia. We do not wish her halls filled by a promiscuous crowd, a twentieth or thirtieth only c f whom go thither with any de sign of studying. Such a state of things, our plan would prevent; for, by admitting only graduates, the attendance of such only would be secured as desired improvement and expected to apply themselves. Though their exercise might never be required, the laws by which it is organized should lodge in tho administration such powers of discipline as will preserve the institution in a healthy condition and carry out tho purposes of its foundation. Thus arranged, with an endow ment that would place her above the reach of every contingency,, her officers could act as guar dians of education, faithful to their trust without fear, favor or affection. But the great majority of the people of our State are members of the different and enominations, and they cannot consent to tho appropriation of a large sum for a State University, unless they re ceive State aid in endowing their colleges. In this feeling, we participate. It is but just and reasonable, and without some compromise of this kind, a State University can never be founded, 1 nor tlio State College sustained, even in its pres-, ent tottering condition. The Clerk of tho Washington County Court, 1 Tenn. in looking over some old recoids, recently, happened on the following entry in the proceed ings of the Court, May, 1788: “ Andrew Jackson, Esq. camo into court and produced a, license as an attorney, with a certifi cate, sufficiently attested, of his taking the oaths necessary to said office, and was admitted to practice as an attorney in this county court.” Saffin, a candidate for the office of Register of \\ ills, in 1 hiladelphia, commenced a speech with tho following unique exordium: ’ “This,” said Mr. S. “is the first time I ever conspired for the sufferings of my constituents, and , I hope you will all give me your support. With tho conmstcnce of my friends, and the confluence of the Democracy, I can be elected.” The famous “Negro Plot” in this city occurred m the year 1741. The city at the time contained ! twelve thousandmhabitantsof whom one thousand • were slaves. 1 wenty white persons and one hun dred and fifty negroes were imprisoned. (>F these : thirteen negroes were burned ai the stake, at t the present junction of Pearl and Chum, m streets then out of town ; twenty were hung, one in - chains, on an island in Fresh-water Pond, in 1 Centre street, on the former site of the Arsenal; > seventy-eight were transported to foreign parts, and fifty discharged.— N. Y. Sunday Times. ■ IT is amusing to note the complacency with which English reviewers speak of the “force, depth and originality of the British mind,” when noticing American works. They talk as grandly as if no native of their island lxad ever written nonsenso or published foolishness. With imper turbable dogmatism, they assert their superiorit/ as beyond all dispute, and piteously deplore the fiimsiness of American books, and the imitative proclivities which they display. Such is tho measure dealt us by those little minds which can see no virtue in a rival, and are incapable of a generous emulation. There are, however, a few British writers who have risen above theso nar row prejudices. Lord Macauly severely rebukes that bigotry which can find no merit in a book which comes to them across tho waters, and re- : fuses deserved praise to those whom a common language and common origin should make them love as brethren. Tho truth is, that in everything hut that spo* i J cies of literature which is purely speculative, ; : America equals, if she does not excel, the mother ! j country. For her inferiority in this particular, a ! very just reason can readily be assigned. Few of our countrymen have ever devoted themselves, ! exclusively, to literature as a profession. Among a people who, until lately, cared little for any i other kind of leading than Tales of Border Ad ; ventures and such like, the labor of writing met | aphysical essays could not prove remunerative, j | Hence, most of our literary men are mere ama- j teurs, who wrote for amusement and published j without that studious care which is essential to j perfection. Besides, our people are too practical j I cither to read or produce heavy volumes of spoc | illative theories. When one of them takes up tho pen, he does it to accomplish some object, and he cares for no elegance of expression Or adornment of style which will not conduce to this end. He finds too much that is real around him which demands the exercise of his ener gies, to admit of his ascent into the clouds of transcendentalism. He has to make his bread ; anil build up liis fortune, and it is not by poetical expressions and nicely rounded periods that this can bo done. Those who are so fond of abusing American au thors, are perhaps ignorant of tho fact that, but little of the best talent of our country is ever de voted to literary pursuits. There are a multitude of ot her vocations which pay much more largely, surely and quickly. These engage all those who desire a material remuneration for their labors ; and here, where we have no entailed estates, this ‘ includes a great majority of our people. Hence, ! with a few; noble exceptions, all of tho writers of j America are second or third class men. In this i view of the case, instead of being grieved that we have so few readable books, we should rather be j surprised that we have so many. But our country has no cause to blush for her j literature, even when compared with that ofGreaf J Britain. She is young yet—has not attained her j growth, and of course the mind cannot bo ex-J pected to act with its full vigor until the physical i development has, to a great extent, ceased. The | energies of the nation have been heretofore mainly ! directed to felling the forests, laying out farms j and erecting houses. They have not had time to I think. Yet, we can name poets, novelists, essay- ists and historians who lose nothing when placed j beside those of the old world. True, we have as yet no Sliakspeare, Milton, Bacon or Voltaire; but those sons of genius were not produced in tho infancy of their nations. When America shall have attained one-fourth of the age of England at the birth of Sliakspeare, we doubt not she will be able feavlessly to challenge the world for a dis cussion of her literary merits. IUISII TRADITION. There aro no serpents or venomous reptiles in Ireland, as St. Patrick is said to have driven them all into the sea. At the lake of Kilarny the peasants etill preserve tho following ludicrous tradition: When the labors of St. Patrick wero drawing to a close, there happened to be one enormous serpent who sturdily refuse to emigrate, and baffled the attempts of the good saint for a long time. He haunted the romantic shore of Kilarney for a long time, and was so well pleased with this place ! of residence that ho never contemplated the pros-j poet of removing without a deep sigh. At length • St. Patrick, having procured a large oaken chest, with nine bolts to secure its lid, took it on his shoulders one fine sunshiny morning, and trudged over to Killarney, where he found the serpent basking in the sun. “ Bad luck to ye,” said tho serpent. “ Not so, my friend,” replied tho good saint, “you speak unwisely, I’m your friend. To prove which haven’t I brought you a house to live in ? So, be aisy my darling.” But the serpent being a cunning reptile, understood what blarney meant as well as the saint himself. Still, not wishing to offend his apparently friendly visitor, he said, by the way of excuse, that the chest was | not large enough for him. St. Patrick assured him that it would accommodate him very well. ; “ Just get into it, my darlin, and see how aisy you ; will bo. The serpent thought to cheat the saint, so ho whipped into the chest, but left an inch or two of his tail hanging over the edge. “ I told you so; there is not room enough for the whole of mo.” “Taao care of your talo, my darlint,” cried tho saint, as he whacked the lid down on tho serpent. In an instant the tail disappeared, and St. Patrick proceeded to shut all the bolts. Ho then took the chest on his shoulders. “Let me out,” cried the serpent. “ Aisy,” said the saint, “ I’ll let you out to-morrow.” So saying he threw the box into the waters of the lake, to the bottom of which it sank to rise no more. But forever afterwards the fishermen affirmed that they heard the voice of the poor cozened reptile eagerly inquiring, “Is to-morrow come yet ? Is to-morrow come yet ?” A few weeks since, all tho world was in ecsfa cies over the successful laying of the Atlantic Ca ble. Newspapers teemed with paragraphs about this great achievement of the age, and writers and orators laid under contribution all their stores of rhetoric to give expression to their feel ings. But now that “Ocean Harp” lies still and voiceless in its watery bed. Those who indulged in these demonstrations are forced to the conclu sion that their rejoicing was premature. Appre hension has now become almost an assured cer tainty, that the great exploit over which all the nations of the globe were jubilant, is a complete failure. The defects in the cable aro pronounced such as cannot bo remedied, and thus tho im mense sums expended in its preparation will be very near entirely lost. But this is not tho last attempt; it may not be the last failure. We have great confidence in the final triumph of human genius and energy. We believe that the wires will again bear messages across the watery main, and more than realize the wildest dreams in which its projectors have ever indulged. - In alluding to the statement published in the press a few days since, that a married lady in Sa lem, Mass, when in full dress weighed only 78 pounds, the Litchfield Enquirer tolls the follow ing: . There lives in Madison, Indianna, an aged female relative of ours —a descendant of the Marshes and Buels of Litchfield —-who left this village many years ago, whoso weight has never exceeded seventy-five pounds. She is the mother of six or eight children, and has a large number of grand and great grand-children. In her early married life, she not only performed her house hold duties, but spun and wove the clothing for her family. She is now 88 years old, anil can thread her needle and read the finest print with out glasses. • i In Kentucky a ploughman became enamored of a milkmaid on a neighboring farm. His ad dresses were rejected, and the disappointed swain, full of melancholy and revenge, procured a rope, went to the barn and—tied all the cows’ tails to gether ! ! [Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.] ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND’S NAMESAKE. RV MISS C. W. BARBER. I never saw the small white face, The dimpled fingers fair— The form, once full of childish grace, The soft and silken hair, Which here I read they just have hid ! ’ Away from light and bloom, Beneath a coffin’s sable lid, Within a dark, lone tomb ; But then the cherub wore a name — Another’s name—the very same. When half way down the list of ‘dead’. That name first caught my eye, I trembl’d with a nervous dread, ■I scarce at first knew why ; 1 thought, perchance, the stately oak Had bowed its head and died, But soon I saw death’s icy stroke Was on a flower beside — A small white flower which, bore a name— - The oak’s proud name —the very same. I’m thankful that the tall tree stands, In dark, luxuriant pride; bin glad to know death’s ruthless hand Smote a small flower beside; But, still, a tear-drop fills mv eye, , As hero I muse at even, ■ To think so fair a bud must die To grace the bowers of Heaven : The child who wore my friend’s proud name -precious name —the very same. I wonder if I e’er shall read, j- With short and gasping breath— r With heart all trembling like a reed, • That he has bow’d to death— Ho whose strong thought and eagle glance ■ Can move—can sway—can bind, More potent than the Roman lance, The mass, where mind rules— Say, shall 1 live to sec death claim That honored name—tho very same ? 1 mourn above tbe snow-white flower, Which drooped at morn and died ; But let, oh! let the tall oak tower, Indulgent Heaven, in pride, j . When on my grave the sunshine falls, And “dust to dust” is given— When all that human pride appalls, Sweeps o’er me like a blast from Heaven, Still, let that name, yet dear to fame, Live 011 the same —the very same. THE blunders of the great are often taken as marks of wit. It is impossiblo for a rich, handsome fashionable to be awkward in his man ners or uninteresting in conversation. If he vio lates one of the plainest rules of etiquette, it is taken as a piece of li;s humorous oddity ; if he i talks as noisily and as senselessly as a magpie, he is passingly lively, or should he sit and say noth ing, he is very dignified. In a word, he can do nothing which might seem awkward, for which a : ready excuse cannot be rendered. As with men, so with books. Here is one with scarce a dozen ideas diluted through its three hundred pages; but then it contains much rhetorical beauty, and many fine quotations. Here is another, each sentence of which is just as plain as a Chinese puzzle ; but the style is pro nounced very unique and perfectly charming, j Another, still, rises aloft upon eight-syllabled words beyond all sense and comprehension, and is lauded (by those who never read it) as a pow erful display of eloquence. A fourth author soars after the infinite amid the realms of the trans cendental, losing himself and all who may choose to follow. The public cannot, or will not, read his heavy volumes, but they ascertain his obscu rity and assign him great depth. Thus it is that a work is applauded by those ignorant of the first principles of criticism, for those very qualities which a good judge would oonsider most serious defects. A SOLEMN mournfulness attends those words, “ when lam dead.” We shrink instinctively from carrying out tho thought which they con vey. Who can think of the death-bed, the coffin, the hearse, the grave, corruption and decay with out a shudder—a convulsive effort to thrust away from view such unwelcome themes! Though “in the midst of life wc arc in death,” wc obstinately shut our eyes to the fact. We prefer to hug a delusive hope to our bosoms and believe a lie. We know we must die; yet, we will not think of our death, or of when wo are dead. We aro apt to imagine ourselves as of some im portance in the world, and think that we are in somo way essential to its welfare. There will be a rent in tlio community—a vacant place in tlio family circle, when we havo gone to return no more. Hearts will heave with sorrow, and crys tal floods from weeping eyes will moisten the clod above our heads. Ah! these things maj’ be, but they will all bo over before the crape and mourn ing weeds have been laid aside. Tlio sun will shine as brightly, the birds sing as merrily, the flowers bloom as sweetly as if wo were enjoying ; their boauties. The friends who now love us and sympathize with all our joys anil sorrows, will form other attachments and love other friends as well. Perhaps now and then the memory of tho past will steal over them, and our forms rise up to their view in all vividness. But this, too, shall pass away, and we be at most times forgotten. |3?T'’The following epistolary wait” has been handed to us with a request to publish for the gratification of the fair one to whom it was ad dressed. It shows what a man can do under the inspiration of love: September 13 the 1858 With pleasure i seat myself to inform you that iam well hoping that you are injoying the same great blessing i cant write half i want you to know ges so nor neither can i express with any pen oh i want to see you the worst of any other person in the world ges so my love is great for you miss it is i think of you every hour in the day i think of what happy times i have once seen with you. and now never expect to see you any 7 more hut if i dont i want to hear from you miss write to me i want to hear from you very bad i have often repeated my love to you and you did not believe it but believe it for it is trow miss we ars a long ways from each other hut if you will have me i will cume as sune as i can get there if you will let me no i would go 3 times as fare to live the rest of my days with you you believe me i believe that i should live a happy life if i could live with you i dont want you to have me unless you think something of me but i think a nuff of you to make it up you get a hus band but you will never get one that thinks any more of you than i do nor never will get one that will do a better part by you than i will miss you must bee sure to wright to me i am your best friend. Brazilian Bees.— A scheme is on foot to intro duce bees from Brazil into this country. Wo presume the variety is the enchu, which is of the wasp family, about the size of the horse fly, with the head black and the body yellow. It builds a hive about three feet in circumference, for it self. on the branches of trees, making it of a pa pery material. Most of the people, however, would prefer the introduction of bees belonging to the genus Meli pomena, somo species of which construct their hives in tho hollow trunks of trees, and others build beneath the ground. They are indigenous to Sduth America. The principal peculiarity is the absence of tho sting, and they arc generally Apis mcl/ifica, or European hive y es four species is sour; of two Sr species supply an excellent arti co of the sting, which is their ivould make them favorites, if avpable of domestication.—A. Y. In 1842 corn was sold in Chicago at 6 cents per bushel, that had been hauled fifty miles by oxen. It is stated that Alabama has contributed more , than any other state toward the Mount A ernon purchase. A man, uamed Reynold, lias this year shipped §30,000 worth of peaches, alone, from his farm in Cecil County, Md. “Business before pleasure,” as the man said : when he kissed bis own wife before going out to ; kiss his neighbor’s. j The New York and Boston dentists are daily ’ pulling teeth bo electricity. The operation was ! shocking enough before. The total valuation of real and personal prop erty in St. Louis, as returned bv the assessor, is §82,160,440. Total tax, §756,150. An Illinois paper says that Douglas whistles to ! keep his courage up. Doq3 he not “wet his whis* | Ho” sometimes for the same purpose? A waggish candidate coining, in the course of , bis canvass, to a tailor’s shop, “What wo look for here,” said he, “are measures not men.” Hon. Jefferson Davis had a brilliant reception in Boston, on Saturday evening, at the house of Col. (t. G. Greene, editor of the Boston Post. Time has laid his hand ’ poll my lit<* gently, not smiting it, . but a-t a harper lays his open palm rpou his harp to deaden its vibrations ! ■ Iho Freestone, Texas Pioneer says a largo lion was killed recently on Xowland’s river, in John son county. It had killed 9 horses in that vicin-! ; ity i _ i ; At a recent term of the Circuit Court of Jeffcr ! a °n county, Indiana, sixteen married people j were turned loose to marry again, that is if they j can. An estimate has been made that thoro are twen ty-five thousand persons in the United States, j who live by making and selling patent modi- ! ■ cines. A drove of 1.000 hogs were stolen from a pen ! ’ in Baltimore, on Tuesday night last, taken through ! the streets of the city, and driven off to parts un- i : known. The “Oakville Tin Company,” in Watorbury, i work up monthly, into that useful article, some thirteen tons ol brass wire. “Where do all the 1 pins go to V’ It is said that ivy will not cling to a poisonous ‘ tree as other substance. What a pity that she tendrils of woman’s heart have not the same sal utaiv instinct. A number of the leading members of Henry j Ward Beecher’s Church in Brooklyn, have deci ded to build him anew church that will hold five or six thousand people. Col. Thos L. Preston has rented the Saltworks and his property adjacent in Washington county, Va. to a New York company, for a term of 10 | years, at §50,000 per year. An Irish counsel was asked by the Judge “for whom he was concerned;” he answered, “I am | concerned, my lord, for the plaintiff, but I am employed by the defendant.” When you see a flock of geese rise and fly to gether a little ways, and then go back and rise and fly again the same way, it will be almost sure to rain in less than twenty-four hours. The Supreme Council of the Sons of Alalia met j in New York on Monday, tlio lltli. The conn- j cil consists of two delegates from each State. ! This society disbursed §80,090 in charity last \ year. A man hearing of another who was a hundred j years old, said, contemptuously, “Pshaw! what a ‘ fuss about nothing! Why, if my grandfather was | alive, he would now be a hundred and fifty years ! old!” Theheaviest blow the militia system in Virginia has yet received is recorded by a country paper, which states that a traveller going through tho ! town mistook the militia, drawn up in line, for ! the chain gang. An Indian was lately hung in Texas for the murder of a child. When on the scaffold, he said he was going to Arkansas, and wished the other Indians to send his gun to hitn after be should get there. To a lady who had lost her husband, Talleyrand once addressed a letter of condolence, in two words: “Oh, madame!” In; less than a year, the lady had married again, and then liis letter of cong’ation was, “Ah, madame!” Gov. King, of New York, has issued his procla mation appointining Thursday, the 18th of No vember, to be observed as a day of thanksgiving. The Governor of New Hampshire had previously designated tho 2oth in his State. It is said that when the Niagara and Agamem non were beginning to pay out the cable a sea gull ■ lighted on it, and getting stuck in the tar with j which it was coated, was carried down. Posai- \ bly lie has pecked a hole in it. Probably. The Rev. Pierpont, the distinguished poet and ! clergyman, having become a convert to spiritual i ism, preached a sermon a few days ago in New j York upon table-tipping. We suspect that the j balance wheel of his brain has been seriously tip- I ped. Brigham Young has a “revelation” forbidding j him to prophesy or preach until the Gentile re- j porters for the New York press leave Utah, j Brigham has no idea of having his teachings and j revelations reported to tho world as ho delivers j them. During the revolutionary* war, the Earl of Dart mouth asked an American in London of how many members the Congress consisted. To which the reply was: “fifty-two.” “Why, that is the num ber of cards in a pack,” said his lordship; “pray, ho\v many knaves are there?” “Not one,” returned the Republican ; “please to recollect that knaves are court cards.” That was a beautiful idea expressed by a Chris tian lady on her death bed. In reply to a remark of her brother who was taking leave of her to re turn to his distant residence, that he should prob ably never again meet her in the land of the liv ing, slio answered: “Brother, I trust we shall meet in the land of the living. Wo are now in tho land of the dying.” After a marriage ceremony had been performed in one of the churches in Adrien, Michigan, the bride, when receiving the congratulations of her friends, shed tears, according to the established ridiculous custom; at the sight of which the groom followed suit with a copious flow of the briny fluid. After his friends succeeded in calm ing him, he said he couldn’t help it, for he felt as bad about it as she did. Look at Home.— “ John,” said a clergyman to his man, “you should become a teetotaller; you havebeen drinking again to-day.” “Do you never take a drop yoursel’, meenister?” “Yes John; you must look at your circumstances and mine!” “Verra true, Sir,” says Jolm; “but can you tell me how the streets of J ernsalem were kept so clean?” “No, John, I can not tell you that.” “Weel.Sir, it was just because every one kept his ain door clean.” Josh was brought before a country squiro. for stealinga hog, and throe witnesses being examined svvoro that they saw him steal it. A wag having volunteered as counsel for Josh, knowing the squire’s brain, arose and addressed him as fol lows: “May it please your houor, I can establish this man’s honesty beyond the shadow of adoubfc; for I have twelve witnesses ready to swear that they did not sco him steal it. The squire rested his head for a few moments upon his hand, as if m deep thought, and then with great dignity arose, brushing back his hair, said, If t , ~ t who cMmt see him stea it, and only thwettat did, I discharge the prisoner. Clear tho room. Mr. Thomas Smith, who resides in the imme diate vioinity of Richmohd, Va. has a small field of cotton which is considered a ounosity by all who have Len it. It differs but little in appear ance from tho ordinary kind, except in color, which is as delicately crimson as a maiden s blush. Not only is tho stalk of this of a gorgeous hue, but the leaves also, tho vividness of color lading, however, as it approaches the margin of the leaf j into purplish green. This is not the effect of dis i ease, or of any extraneous circumstances connect ed with its culture, but a peculiarity in tho plant j itself, every stalk possessing the same rich and j healthful glow, and as thrifty as any cotton in the I country. * THE VOICELESS. We count tho broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o’er their silent sister’s breast The wild flowers who will stoop to number. A few can touch the magic string, And noisy Fame is proud to win them ; Alas for those that never sing, But die with all their music in them ! Nay, grieve not for the dead alone. Whose song has told their heart s sad story, Weep lor the voiceless, who have known The cross without the crow r n of glory! Not where Leucadian breezes sweep O’er Sappho’s memory-haunted billow, But where the glistening night-dews weep On nameless sorrow’s churchyard pillow. O hearts that break and give no sign Save the whitening lip and fading tresses, Till death pours out his cordial wine Slow dropped from Misery’s crushing presses, If singing breath or echoing chord To every hidden pang were given, What endless melodies were poured, As sad as caith, as sweet as heaven! BURY ME IN THE MORNIMO. BV MRS. HARE. - Bury mo in tho morning, mother — Oh let me have the light Os one bright day on my grave, mother, Ere you leave me alone with the night; Alone in the night of tho grave mother— ’Tis a thought of terrible sea And you will bo here alone, mother, And 6tare will bo shining here. So bury mo in the morning, mother, And let nie have the light Os one bright day on my grave, mother, Ere I am alone with the night. You tell of (he Saviour’s love, mother— I feel it in my heart— But, oh! from this beautiful world, mother, ’Tis hard for tho young to part! Forever to part when here, mother, The soul is fain to stay. For the grave is deep and dark, mother, And Heaven seems far away. Then bury me in the morning, mother, And let me have the light Os one bright day on my grave, mother, Ere I am alone with the night. Never unclasp my hand, mother, Till it falls away with thine— Lot ine hold the pledge of thy love, mother, Till I feel the love divine. The love divine—oh ! look, mother, Above the beams I see— And there an angel’s face, mother, Is smiling down on me! So bury me in the morning, mother, When the sunbeams flood the sky— For death is the gato of life, mother, And leads us to light on high. ii> FEMALE COSTUME. A matter of taste, addressed to the eye, is not a mat ter for argument: because the terms “pretty becoming,” etc., are relative and absolute for the time being. People don’t reason on such things; they accept them, or not. Hence, while it is easy, it would also bo useless, to prove, that the present expansiveness of hoops is equally unbe coming and ridiculous. The same course of proof could be applied to the short waists of ladies’ dres ses fifty years ago ; which, now every lady admits to have been perfectly monstrous; but which, then, no amount of proof or argument would have induced her to forego. This is true of all fashions in all time. But something may be urged against hoops on $ the ground of the fitness of things, which would not apply to short waists: for short waists had at least the merit of interfering with the rights and conveniences of none but wearers. This is not the case with hoops. Every lady is enj titled, in all her whereabouts, to tho space of her personal diameter, and a margin besides. But, as she now dresses, she appropriates twice that space; to the very great annoyance and discom fort of herself and of every one with whom she comes in contact. For example, the “figure” which she makes in a church with her abomina ble rotundity, is so bad as to be humiliating even to observers. See her Haunting swing up the aisle —her turning, twisting, dodging, to get through the door of a pew—her rustle and jostle in gradu ally subsiding down to a seat—and surely, no man who has any sense of propriety can help blushing for the whole sex at such a miserable exhibition of woman’s pliant servility to the des potism of fashion. It is all very well for ladies to joke about their demonstrations in a church, and to say, “Excuse me” for their trespass in an omnibus ; the demonstration and the trespass are none the less inexcusable and annoying. People do not take the “joke,” though a lady j makes it.; and they do not “ excuse,” though a lady asks them: for hoops are, in the serious sense of the term, a public nuisance, and neither joke3 nor apologies tend in tho slightest degree to abate it. Why are hoops worn ? Because the Empress Eugenie, for her personal 1 convenience and for a temporary emergency, chose to wear hoops a reason that was delicate only so long as it was unknown. Being known, no one can dissociate the effect from the cause; and, therefore, for young ladies to adopt such a fashion is one of those bold indecencies “that we read of” but cannot well comprehend as per taining to real life. While, for ladies entirely the reverse of young, tho hoop is about as credit able a pretence as the snood would be on the brows of a Scotch matron surrounded by her grand-children. Os tho two sexes, men are, physically, the more hardy. They can better bear exposuro to wet and “cold; and in providing their feet against such exposure, they select for “shoo leather” what i3 heavy and substantial, and what does in fact defend their feet and ankles. Do ladies pro vide themselves with what is more heavy and sub stantial, in the proportion of their great delicacy of organization? Indeed they do notl Their stoutest “boots” are about equivalent to a man’s slipper, is worn in doors, and with which.no man would venture into the street, except on a dry summer evening. Why —but no one need inquire “why” this is so: for the sum of human wisdom can make no other reply tahn this—women are women ! God bless them, of course; but, neverthelss women are women! _ A Strange Scene in Cocrt.— The widow of Woodford Taylor, of Orange County, Va. was tried last week for tho murder of her former hus band, and acquitted. Subsequently, a negro man was put on trial for being implicated in the crime, and the widow was put on the stand as a witness. The Orange Chronicle relates the following strange scene in the court-room: All present were forced to laugh at her wit, and, we presume from her actions towards one of tho counsel who eross-examined her, that she could net fancy an ugly man. Indeed, when he would question her, she would turn her back upon him and refuse to answer his interrogato ries, because, as sho said, “he was old and ugly.” She would then turn to the Commonwealth’s At torney, place her arm around his neck, and asked liis protection. We have never before witnessed such an amusing sceno in a court-room. Mr. Leak’s better-half is the only one who can rein state his vanity, after having been told to his face that he was “old and ugly.” Mr. Croydon, the Commonwealth’s Attorney, must feel highly flat tered after receiving such affectionate embraces from such a lovely female. Effects of objects of the mate light, all , o * l 1 i U t , I f e futures of the human counte hue; and all theJSbiteAno other variety but nance would have exm ■ & dl oraC hinaink that Wliioh * P 0 exhibited suchmatch and such exquisite taste in forms upon which Sev are modelled, has suneradded that ethenal beauty which enhances their more permanent Unties and presents them to us m the ever-va ?yTng cXso/the spectrum The gay coloring with which the Maker has decked the pale mar ble of nature is not a result of any quality inherent in the colored body, or in the particles, by wfaioh, it may be tinged, but is merely a property of the light in which they happened to be placed. An Old Chcrch.—A Virginia correspondent says: “ The remains of tho old church in which General Washington was baptized, are almost entirely hid to the passers by with trees and un dergrowth. A few venerable looking oaks are probabty the only living cotemporaries of erec tion. About this old church lie the remains of the Hon. Thomas Lee and other great men of an earlier period. Nothing but broken bricks and old mortar, heaped indiscriminately on all, are their monuments. I have now one of the flags that paved the aisle, turned into a grindstone, purchased at an obscure sale, some years ago- Tradition says the floor was torn up as soon as it was abandoned by the parßon,by the neighboring people, and used for various purposes.”