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f LITERARY Jcmpcnmce *—•— * PENPIELD, GEORGIA. offawetay Qrfotntny, G4cvemlUa J, 1 sss. OINVE AZbA^^F7DIIXVR^ Last week we had five cloudy days, during which time there fell a considerable amount of rain. At the late Fair in Atlanta, a resolution was passed to memorialize the Legislature upon the subject of establishing an Agricultural College in thjs State. Rev. V. A. Gaskill has become associate editor of the Atlanta Intelligencer. Mr. G. is extensively known in various parts of the State, and we doubt not'that his accession will add much to t-heedito* rial strength of that journal. The Southern Cultivator for November is before us, in its accustomed excellence. The proprietor promises, with the beginning of the next volume, to make an enlargement and add an ornamental cover. The price will continue as heretofore— sl per annum, which renders it the choapest pe riodical in the country. if 4 Men often believe that they have found truth, when really they have only found something which seem to sustain their previously formed pre judices. It is thus that they fortify themselves so strongly within the bulwarks of error, that no argument, however skillfully directod, can ever I reach their position. | The Spirit of the Age (N. C.) announces the ! death of W. M. Johnsou, junior editor of that pa- j per. lie was a vigorous and able writer, and the Temperance papers which appeared from his pen were among the beet published in this country for the last several years. We rogret his death, for with him we have lost one of the noblest of our fraternity. He who aims always at the wonderful, may be interesting in conversation, but truthful he can not be. Such an ambition begets a habit of ex aggeration, which leads directly to the degrading and ruinous practice of lying. Persons do not think that when they add on a little to give sym metry to an anecdote and make it more laugha ble, that they aro inflicting an injury on their moral nature, the effect of which may be more lasting than their lives. “Socrates, when asked what was the best mode of gaining a high reputation, replied, “To be what you appear to bo.” Modern aspirants for fame seem, by their prac tice, to adopt a very different theory. There are none of the seekers of distinction and public favor who do not exhibit characters differing very ma terially from those which they possess. Did many of them appear to be what they really are, their chances for reputations would be but slight. Harper's Magazi.ie for November contains along and interesting paper on Gen. Ethan Allen, the Chieftain of the “Green Mountain Boys,” in their daring exploits during the Revolution, “The Voyage of Paul” handsomely illustrated, besides a great variety of other matter. This number con cludes the volume, and we feel assured that no reader of “The Virginians” will fail to renew their subscription. Price, §3 per year; 2 copies, $5; 5 copies, $lO. Friendly letters which contain neither news or business, are sources of great consolation in moods of despondency. Their expressions of kindness act as balm upon the wounded spirit, and their words of cheer are soft, welcome rays of light thrown into the darkened chambers of the soul- He vjho cares only for the useful, if he is wise, will not scorn their influence. He will recognise their power in illumining life’s pathway, and as sisting us to surmount the rugged obstacles with which it is filled. During the middle ages, and as late ns the fif teenth and sixteenth centuries, hunting was a diversion much engaged in by ladies; and it is mentioned as a curious circumstance, that the first work on hunting ever issued from the press was by a female pen. Queen Elizabeth was very fond of the chase, as was her unfortunate rival, Mary, Queen of Scotts. The custom soon after deelitfed, and now women are not allowed, by Fashion, to take any out-door exercise exeep’ a lifeless promenade, or a short, purposeless ride on horseback. The tortures which conscience can inflict, far ■ surpass any which the crudest tyranny has ever conceived. From them he cannot fly, nor can human kindness administer any healing balm. , If we regard this world alone, it is the interest of every man to be virtuous or completely reprobate. 1 He had better entirely destroy his conscience than inflict upon it a gentle wound. The many bitter i reflections which every bad action costs a mind, i in which there are any remains of goodness, are ! not to be compensated by the highest pleasures ■ which such action can produce. Satirical poems is now the rage in literature. Since the appearance of Butler’s celebrated “Nothing to Wear,” early in the summer of last year, scores of a similar kind have been published, most of which are servile imitations ofhat match less satire. His “Two Millions” is causing news paperdom to be again flooded with doggerel by scribblers who get all their ideas second-handed. All the tales, romances and novels of fashionable writers now have for a name some very foolish question, in imitation of Bulwer’s “ What will he do with it?” Verily man is the creature of imi tation/especially if he be a novollist or vsrse scribbler. -■* ii m Tl/rOST men love to hear sarcasm. We are not certain that it is not the kind of wit from which they derive most pleasure. When two men are quarrelling on the streets, how a crowd of men will be gathered around to hear the abu sive pithets which they heap upon each other. When too men so far forget their self-respect as to engage in a newspaper war, how anxious is every one to see the bitter things which that and the other has written. Who does not read, with pleasure, the eloquent tirades of Junius and works of kindred character ? But thotlgh ridiculo and sarcasm are thus pleas ant to hear when another is the victim, no one admires it when applied to himself. However much he may writhe under its tortures, he can never be brought to acknowledge its keenness. If he cannot show it to be a failure in point of wit, ifllttngers him too much to afford him any en joyment. Men do not like to bo told of their faults. JThey can listen with patience-to a sermon, or reaij with delight a satire upon mankind, when they can pass each remark to their neighbor; but when they must apply every sentence to them selves, their power of endurance soon fails. They would prefer being charged with faults which are not_theirs, to having those pointed out which they possess. Such is their aversion to hearing the truth about themselves, that there is no friend, however much loved, who can venture to tell them candidly of their errors. POLITICAL PARTIES. IT is a debatable question, whether or not the existence of political parties is essential to the welfare of a country. But however it bo, the af firmative has been believed, until it has attained all the force of an axiomatic truth. Men will make professions contrary to their principles merely for the sake of differing, because they think it necessary. They will, rather than not contend, wrangle about the most insignificant tri fles, and make themselves quite as ridiculous as the Lilliputians, who disputed so furiously about which end of their eggs should be broken. It frequently happens, that the issues upon which parties are formed are totally forgotten, and nothing but the names remain to create ani mosity and breed strife. But the insignificance of the question is no measure of the rancor of party spirit. In fact, we rather think that great oxcitement is often aroused simply because the matter is trifling. Artificial stimulants are em ployed by party leaders to excite popular feeling, and manv things presented which do not legiti mately come within the range of discussion. Thus it is that thousands answer to their party | call, and muster under its banners, who could not | define their principles or tell one particular I wherein they differ from their opponents, i Instances could be named in which no one can j entertain a reasonable dqubt, that parties have 1 been productive of good. When very nearly of , equal strength, their mutual fear of each other | will prevent either from becoming corrupt or dan gerous. Their struggles for power will keep up a oontinual interest in the affairs of the State, and cause the conduct of those who are placed in of fice to bo rigidly scrutinized. Neither oppression or any form of mis-rule will be long continued ; : for, the party in .power cannot hope to maintain its position but by justice and moderation. It is | not often, however, that parties are thus situated j I toward each other, and hence they are seldom re- ! : ally beneficial. Time would fail us to mention all the evil which they have produced, nor would j the half then be told. The tale is written in blood all over the earth. The bleached bones on ! many a plain, where brethren met in the fury of j civil strife, tell of the cruel work in which party j has been often engaged. It has upheaved thrones,! laid cities in ruins and blotted out some of the j greatest nations that have ever had an existence : on the globe. Ruthless in its deeds and reckless of consequences, destruction has been its mission, and ruin and misery have followed its footsteps. All through the course of history can its influence be seen, in Greece, Carthage, Rome and every nation of modern Europe. It is now causing our country to totter to its very foundations, and per haps ere long will lay in ruin this noble fabric of constitutional liberty. Party spirit assumes its worst form when prin ciples are disregarded, in a blind adherence to leaders. It then produces certain anarchy, and in most cases ends in the oppression and miseries of a military despotism. No law is recognised, no right regarded save those which Might estab lishes. They were parties like this which under mined the influence of Hannibal, frustrated all his plans and finally caesed the proud city, for whose glory he had so long striven, to succumb to her haughty rival. The existence of such par- , ties is an evidence of the degeneracy of a nation. Rome had passed the culmination es her great- . ness, and was pervaded through every part by the ‘ corruption which prosperity engenders, when the ( rivalry of Marius and Sylla kindled fierce wars < 1 in all her domains. This degeneracy had become still more con- . firmed, when a Roman army heaped the plains of Pharsalia with slaughtered Romans, and those vvhohad lived togetheras neighbors, incarnadined the seas of Actium with each others gore. It was the same blind adherence to leaders which oaused the streets of Tewksbury and St. Albans to run red with English blood which English swords had shed. These princes, for whom the yeomanry periled their lives and fortunes, were not the exponents of important principles, upon the success of which their happiness depended. Their zeal was pro duced by an infatuation alike unhappy in its cause and its consequences. The masses of the people had to endure all the hardship, suffering and toil; the leaders only derived advantage. Such is the state of things in every instance, where measures and principles are abandoned to follow men. Whenever the parties in our country shall assume this form, we may give up our hopes of national greatness, and expect a long, gloomy, perhaps an oternal night. Notwithstanding the many things that have been written and said to the contrary, a religious hypocrite is rarely found. Many are inconsist ent, who do not exhibit in its purity and beauty the faith wnich they profess; multitudes are de ceived ; but there be few, indeed, wlio merely use religion as a cloak for their designing schemes. Thackeray speaks on this subject pertinently and sensibly: We have all of us, no doubt, bad a flue experi enc< of the world, and a vast variety of charac ters have passed under our eyes; but there is one sort of men—not an uncommon object of satire in novels and plays—of whom I confess to have met with scarce any specimens at all in my inter course with this sinful mankind. I mean, mere religious hypocrites, preaching forever, and not believing a word of their own sermons; infidels in broad brims and sables, expounding, exhort ing, comminating, blessing, without any faith in their own paradise, or fear about their pandemo nium. Look at those candid troops of hobnails : clumping to church on a Sunday evening; those i rustling maid-servants in their ribbons whom the 1 young apprentices follow; those little regiments j of school-boys ; those trim young maidens, and j staid matrons, marching with their glistening j prayer-books, as the chapel bell chinks yonder ; (passing Ebenezer, very likely, where the congre- j gation of umbrellas, great bonnets and pattens; I is by this time assembled under the flaring gas lam'ps.) Look at those! How many of them are | hypocrites, think you? Very likely the maid-! servant is thinking rf her sweet-heart; the gro- : cer is casting about how he can buy that parcel of sugar, and whether the County Bank will take \ any more of his paper; the head school-boy is conning Latin verses for Monday’s exercise; the young scape-grace remembers that after this ser vice and sermon there will be papa’s exposition at home, but that there will be pie for supper; the clerk who calls out the psaim has his daugh ter in trouble, and drones through his responses, scarcely aware of their meaning; the very mo ment the parson hides his face on his cushion he may be thinking of that bill which is coming due on Monday. These people are not heavenly-min ded ; they are of the world, worldly, and have not yet got their feet off of it; but they are not hypoorites, look you. Folks have their religion in 6ome handy lock-up, as it were—-a valuable medicine, to be taken in ili-health. Thought a Beautifies.— A writer in the Home Journal thinks that mental activity tend to keep the body young: We were speaking of handsome men the other evening, and I was wondering why K had lost the beauty, for which, five years ago, he was fa mous. “O, ’tis because he never did anything,” said B; “he never worked, thought, suffered. You must have the mind chiseling away at the features, if you want handsome middle-aged men.” Since hearing that remark, I have been on the watch at the theatre, opera and other pla ces, to see whether it is generally true, and it is. A handsome man who does nothing but cat and drink, grows flabby, and the fine lines of his fea tures are lost; but the hard thinker has an ad mirable sculptor at work, keeping his lines in re pair, and constantly going over bis face to im prove the original design.. Lord Surrey’s translation of the 4th was the first specimen of English blank verse. Turo eryille’s translations from Ovid the second, and { Kit Marlowe’s Lucan the third. THE practice of many lawyers would bespeak them to be rather the foes than the friends of law. By the aid and comfort which they give to criminals, they directly encourage vice and help to defeat the ends of justice. Here is a man who has committed a deed violative of the sacred majesty of the law, and in its horrible details shocking to the feelings of the whole community. Every one believes him guilty, and aro desirous that he shall expiate his guilt by the severest pen alties. But he or his friends havo money, and that is poured out lavishly to secure the best legal counsel which they can employ. These accept the case on the promise of liberal fees, without any inquiry into the justice of the cause which they are espousing, and often with a full confes sion of guilt from the party whom they have en gaged to defend. Yet, will they earnestly strive to curse society again with ono who has shown himself dangerous to its peace, and has forfeited all claim to its protection by his misconduct They throw into the effort all their talents and energies, and not seldom employ all the under hand trickery which their ingenuity can suggest. As long as the money lasts, their zeal continues unabated. The case is continued from one term of eout£ to another, on the most trifling preten ces—the merest quibbling used to gain anew trial when an adverse decision has been made, and in this way is the life ot the wretch prolonged in lingering, torturing anxiety, and the law ren dered as uncertain in its operation as a game of hazard. All this is done when they aro well ap prised of his guilt, and know that the well-being of society demands his condemnation. Is this right, just, consistent or honorablo? J His profession requires the lawyer to see that the client who entrusts his caso to him has a fair and impartial trial. If the client be innocent, be should use his best endeavors to make that in- I noccnce appear; but if he bo guilty, he should not strive to prove him innocent, thU6 defraud the State and inflicting a great wrong ou society. BELWER ON THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM. A few weeks ago Sir E. Bulwer Lytton deliv ; ered a lecture in Lincoln, which city he has for ! a number of years represented in Parliament, on ! the early history of Eastern Nations. He gave | an outline of the history of the Babylonian, Per sian, Egyptian, Greek and Jewish nations, closing with the following powerful and dramatic des cription of the destruction of Jerusalem by Titus: Six years after the birth of our Lord, Judea and Samaria became a Roman province, under subordinate governors, the most famous of whom was Pontius Pilate. These governors became so oppressive that the Jews broke out into rebellion, ] and seventy years after Christ, Jerusalem was fi nally besieged by Titus, afterwards Emporor of j Rome. No tragedy on the stage has the same scenes of appalling terror as are to be found in the history of this siege. The city itself was rent by factions at the deadliest war with each other —all the elements of civil hatred had broke looso —the streets were slippery with the blood of citi zens, brother slew brother —the granaries were set on fire--the famine wasted those whom the sword did not slay. In the midst of these civil massa cres, the Roman armies appeared before the walls of Jerusalem. Then for a short time tho rival factions united against ilie common foe; they were again the gallant countrymen of David and Joshua—they sallied forth and scattered the eagles of Rome. But this triumph was brie.;; the ferocity of the ill-fated Jews soon again w isted itself on each other. And Titus marched on, en camped his armies close by the walls, and from the height, the Roman General gazed with awe on the strength and splendor of the city of Je hovah. Let us here pause, and take, ourselves, a mourn ful glance at Jerusalem, as it then was. The city was fortified by a triple wall, save on the one side, where it was protected by deep and impassable ravines. These walls, of the most solid masonry, were guarded by strong towers; opposite to the loftiest of these Titus had encamped. From the height of that tower the sentinel might have seen stretched below the whole of that fair territory of Judea, about to pass from the countrymen of David. Within these walls was the palace of the kings—its roof of cedar, its doors of tho rarest marbles, its chambers filled with the costliest ta pestries, and vessels of gold and silver. Groves and gardens gleaming with fountains, adorned with statues of bronze, divided the courts of the i palace itself. But high above all, upon a precip- i itous rock, arose the temple, fortified and adorned | by Solomon. This temple was as strong without i as a citadel —within adorned more than a palace. ! On entering you behold porticos of numberless columns of porphyry, marble and alabaster; gates j adorned with gold and silver, among which was J the wonderful gate called Beautiful. Further on, through a vast arch, was the sacred portal which admitted into tho interior of the temple itself, all sheeted over with gold, and overhung by a vine treo of gold, the branches of which were as large as a man. The roof of (he temple, even on the outside, wus set over with golden spikes, to prevent the birds settling there and defiling the holy dome. At a distance, the wliolo temple looked like a mount of snow, fret ted with golden pinnacles. But, alas! tho vail j of that temple had already been rent asunder by j an inexpiable crime, and the Lord of Hosts did not fight with Israel. But the enemy is thunder ing at the wall. All around the city roso im mense machines, from which Titus poured down mighty fragments of rock, and showers of fire. The walls gave way, the city was entered, and the temple itself was stormed. Famine, in the meantime, had made such havoc that the besieged were more like spectres than living men; they devoured the belts to their swords, the sandals to their feet. Even nature itself 60 perished away that a mother devoured her own infant; fulfilling the awful words of the prophet who had first led the J ws toward the land of promise—“ The tender and delicate wo man amongst you, who would not adventure to set tho sole of her foot upon the ground for deii- j cateness and tenderness—her eyes shall be evil j toward her young ono, and the children that she j shall bear, for she shall eat them for want of all j things, secretly, in the siege and straitness where with thine enemy shall encompass thee in thy ; gates.” Still, as if the foe and famine were not scourge ; enough, citizens smote and murdered each other I as they met in the way—false prophets ran how ling thro’ the streets—every image of despair i completes the ghastly picture of the fall of Jeru | salem. And now the temple was set on fire, the I Jews rushing through the flames to perish amid ! its ruins. It was a calm summer night, the 10th of Au j gust, the whole hill on which stood the temple I was one gigantic flame of fire; the roofs of cedar I crashed, the golden pinnacles of the dome were like spikes of crimson flame. Through the lurid atmosphere all was carnage and slaughter; the echoes of shrieks and yells rang back from the Hill cf Zion and the Mount of Olives. Amongst the smoking ruins, and over piles of the dead, Titus planted the standard of Rome. Thus were fulfilled tho last avenging prophe cies—thus perished Jerusalem. In that dreadful day men were still living who might have heard tho warning voice of him they crucified: “Verily I say unto you, theso things shall come upon this generation. 0, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets and stonost them that are sent to thee, behold your houso is left unto you desolate.” And thus were the Hebrew people scattered over the face of the earth, still retaining to this hour their mysterious identity, still a living proof of the truth of those prophets they had scorned or slain, still awaiting that Messiah whose divine mission was fulfilled eighteen centuries ago upon the Mount of Calvary. frWWs have somewhere read of a traveller who stood one day beside the cages of some birds, that, exposed for sale, ruffled their sunny plu mage on the wires, and struggled to be free. A way-worn and sun-browned man, like ono re turned from foreign lands, looked wistfully and sadly on these captives, till tears started in his eye, and turning round on their owner, he asked the price of one, paid it in strange gold, and opened the door and set the prisoner free; and thus he did with captive after captive, till every bird was away, soaring to the skie3 and Binging on the wings of liberty. The crowed stared and stood amazed ; they thought him mad, till to the question of their curiosity ho replied, “I was once myself a captive; I know the sweets of liberty.” REST is desired by all. The laborer is sustained, in'his daily toil, by thoughts of the rest and sweet repose which night shall bring. Did he see no pause before him, his hand would lose its strong energy, and his feet cease to advance. The over-worked brain craves rest, and demands it to restore wasted vigor. In a word, all orders of men, in whatever vocation engaged, need, and must have, periods of relaxation from labor to re fresh the mind and re-invigorate the frame. Put all men look forward to some period in the future when they can enjoy one long season of rest, and toil no moro; The sailor, when holding his watch upon tho rocking billow, and appalled at the fury of the storm, indulges in pleasing dreams of the time when he shall leave the ocean and have a home. The soldier, though- he may pant for glory and brave every danger in its pur-; suit, longs quite as much for the day when his j warfare shall be over. The man of ambition, from \ whose eyelids care drives all sleep, has “a good ! time coming” ahead, when he can cease from his j tolls with a reputation secured and every object ! attained. The poor, disappointed one, weary and , sick of heart, to whom Hope no longer smilingly beckons, looks forward to a rest beyond the ; grave. Yet, how few men ever rest in this life. From I the oradle to the grave, their whole history is continued turmoil, hurry, confusion and toil. They p&uso not to contemplate the brightness and beauty of the spot upon which they have been placed. Never reaching the point where they can feel that enough of wealth, or knowl edge, or honor has been obtained, they still strug glo on as if their existence depended on their efforts; Thus, giving no relaxation td body or to mind, they soon grow woary in this world of woe, “ In deeds, not years, plodding the sands oflifo.” Modes of Walking.— The phrenologist roads a man’s character* by the bumps on his head : the physiognomist by tho expression of his counte nance ; but we ire thus told in the Home Journal how a man may be known by his walk : Observing persons move slow, their heads move alternately from side to side, while they occasion ally stop and turn round. Careful persons lift their feet high, and place them down flat arid firm. Sometimes they stoop down, pick up some little obstruction and place it quietly by the side of the way. Calculating persons generally walk with their hands in their pockets, and their heads slightly inclined. Modest persons generally step softly, for fear of being observed. Timid persons often step off from a sidewalk, on meeting an other, and always go around a stone instead of stepping over it. Wide awake persons “ too out,” and have a long swing to their arms, while their hands shake about miscellaneously. Careless per sons are forever stubbing their toes. Lazy per sons scrape about loosely, with their heels, and are first on one side of the walk, and then on the other. Ver/strong-minded persons have their toes directly in front of them, and have a kind of stamp movement. Unstable persons walk fast and slow by turns. Venturous persons try all roads, frequently climb the fences instead of go ing through the gate, and never let down a bar. One-idea persons and very selfish ones “toe in.” Cross persons are apt to hit their knees together. Good-natured persons snap their thumb and fin ger every few steps. Fun-loving persons have a kind of jig movement. A Noble Looking Indian Girl. —A soldier in tho U. S. Army, writing from the camp before Red River, New Mexico, under date of July 28th, communicates to the Richmond Dispatch the fol lowing: It was here that I saw the noblest looking In dian girl that eye ever beheld. Her dress consis ted of a piece of brown cotton cloth, wrapped around her loins and hanging to the knee. On her head she wore her native war plume. She was tall, strait as an arrow, and had a free wild Indian look, that was quite taking. (Some of her tribe were given to another kind of taking, which required all of our watchfulness to pre vent.) She appeared to be about 18 years of age, and was the wife of a young chief about 20 years old. It was interesting to see with what respect she waited on him. Her example would be edi fying to the wives of more civilized life. But it was amusing to see with what lordly indifference the young savage regarded her attention, I trust I have too much of the native gallantry of my own Erin to see anything to commend in this ex ample of coolness towards such a devoted and sweet spouse, although oxhibited by “ one of the rulors of the earth.” The following little “Scotch argument for Mar riage” is very pleasantly simple, though not very logical: Jenny is poor, and I am poor, Yet we will wed—so say no more; And should the bairnies to us come. As few that wed but do have some, No doubt but heaven will Btand our friend, And bread, as well as children, send ; Fo fares the hen in farmer’s yard, To live alone she finds it hard; I’ve known her weary every claw, In search of corn among the straw ; But when in quest of nicer food, Sho ducks among her chirping brood; With joy we sec the self-same hen, That scratched for one could scratch for ten. These are the thoughts that make me willing, To take my girl without a shilling, And for the self-same cause, you see, Jenny resolved to marry me. HENRY CLAY’S RELICKOUS VIEWS. A writer, in whose signature wo recognize the initials of Rev. J J. Bullock, D. D. of Walnut Hill, Kentucky, communicates to tho Louisville Herald, a very interesting sketch of an interview with Henry Clay towards the close of that great man’s life. It presents his religious views more clearly than any other statement which has been given. After speaking of the personal friendship existing between him and Mr. Clay, Dr. Bullock says: “Upon meeting him on one occasion, he said to me, ‘Sir, I wish to come and spend a day with you in the country. There are some things about which I wish to converse with you.’ Shortly af ter, he came early in the morning and spent the entire day. It was not long before he left his home for the last time for Washington. I can never forget this day. Mr. Clay was very feeble, and evidently believed that his busy and eventful life was drawing rapidly to a close. I had seen him in the vigor of his manhood, and certainly he was the pacst imposing and commanding man I ever saw. Now, he was gentle and tender as a woman : his mind was clear and strong; his views and feelings about religion had evidently under gone a great change. They were evangelical and catholic, and his feelings were those of a large hearted and humble Christian. He spoke freely upon tho whole subject. Iljo expressed great doubt about his living to take his seat in the Sen ate, but hoped God would spare his life until he could once more speak to his countrymen. I was exceedingly struck with the purity and depth of his love of country and the Union. He seemed to have merged his character, as the greatest of party leaders, into that of a second Father of his country.” ERRORS OF GENIUS. It is a curious fact that men of genius often facy themselves strongest in thoso departments ot intellectual effort where they are weakest. — Montaigne calls attention to tho fact that Julus Coesar is at vast pains to make us understand his inventions in bridge building and contriving war enginos, while he is very succinct and reserved in speaking of the rules of his profession as well as the rules of his own military conduct. Liston, while convulsing London nightly with laughter, thought tragedy his forte. Milton preferred Par adise Regained to all other poems; and Gootbo used repeatedly to say, “ As for what I have done as a poet I take no pride in whatever. But that in my century I am the only person who knows the truth in the difficult science of colors—of that I say lam not a little proud. There I have a consciousness of superiority to many.” Equally naive and fitted to provoke a smile was the remark ofMichaol Angelo, who, when he proposed to fortify his native city, Florence, and was told to Btick to his painting and sculpture, observed these were his recreations, but what he really under stood was architecture. ■■■ ..An Indiana paper refuses to publish eulogies gratis, but adds: “We will publish the simple an nouncement of the death of any of our friends with pleasure.” There are now in the United States about 29,- 000 post offices. Hon. J. Glancy Jones has received the appoint ment of Minister to Austria. Another telegraph cable has been successfully laid across the Ohio River at Cairo. Four hundred and sixty-eight thousand of the slaves at the South arc church members. During September §255,000 in silver half dol lars were coined at the Now Orleans mint. The royal families of England, France and Por tugal are all expecting an increase this year. Carlyle’s much-talked-of book, the History of Frederick the Second, has appeared in London. j It has been decided lately in Court, that the word “children” iu a will includes grandchildren also. A young lady 15 years of age sent to tho State Fair, in Connecticut, a quilt containing ten thou ’ sand pieces. i An Irishman making lovo to a lady of great | fortune, told her “he could not slape for dhram ; ing of her.” | Someone is telling how to submerge the At- ; ’ lantic Cable. How to submerge gold is easier— buy cable stock. Hon. Robert J. Walker is writing a book on the ! relations of capital and labor, and not a pam phlet on the tariff. The amount of taxable property in New Or leans is §107,576,693; real estate, which is not taxable, $31,056,315. Woman has found her true sphere at last. It is about twonty-Beven feet round, and is made of hoops and crinoline. Fifteen of the Florida Indians have determined •to adopt the manners and customs of the whites, and become citizens. Advices from the French West India Islands state that 500 Africans and 750 Asiatics had just been received at Guadaloupe. * I Mr. Bacon, and other merchants of Boston, have contributed and forwarded $l,lOO to tho Howard Association, of Now Orleans. Bayard Taylor and family arrived by the Sax- | onia. lie has been absent nearly two years and j a half, lie will devote the winter lecturing. A late Parisian invention consists in making a parasol so that it can be folded in the form of a fan, instead of folding it in the common manner. Measures are being taken to introduce into this country an article of Tea from Paraguay. It is said to be an excellent and wholesomo beverage. Anew five act comedy of New York life, by Dr. Wainwright, son of the late Bishop Wnin wright, will be produced at Wallack’s, New York, soon. A would-be smart editor concludes that Noah’s Ark, as none of the ancient paintings of it exhibit any paddle wheels, must have been a screw pro peller. The marriage of Count de Meaux, with M’lle Montalembert, daughter of the distinguished ora tor, was celebrated at Paris recently, with much simplicity.- Hon. J. R. Chandler had an audieuco of the King of Naples on the 20th ult. to present his credentials as U. S. Minister to the Court of the Two Sicilies. It is recommended to housewives, in making their pickles, to add a cluster or two of green grapes, which w ill completely preserve the vigor of tho vihegar. J. T. Headley, author of the “Sacred Moun tains,” “Napoleon and his Marshals,” and other interesting works, died at Buffalo, N. Y. on Tues day of last week. Mrs. McMahon, the New York “Fifth Avenue” actress, does not seem to gain in favor with the public. Last Saturday night she was hissed oft’ the stage in Detroit. A man in Falmouth, Maine, has raised, this year, from one seed, seven squashes, weighing, in the aggregate, 599 pounds. From that one seed the vine grew to over 300 feot in length. The Boston Adas says there was a great crowd j at Trinity Church on the morning of the 6th inst. to witness a “fashionable wedding.” The bridesmaids were dressed in deep scarlet. “Mother, have I got any children?” asked an urchin of eight summers. “Why, no; what pdt that in your head?” “Because I read in the Bi ble to-day at school about children’s children.” “I know I am a porfect bear in my manners,” said a fine young farmer to his sweethear t. “No, indeed, you are not, John; you have never ; hugged mo yet. You are more sheep than bear.” j { It appears from the game list, that not less than . six clergymen of tho Church of England have ! actually taken out certificates licensing them to ! kill game and sport this year. Society will be j shocked. The Comet, (says a Western cotemporary) which does not hold to the doctrine of Abolitionism, has gone South for the purpose of striking a blow at the slaves, and knocking imported Irish into a mess of “pi.” “Well, Alick, how’s your brother Ike getting on these times?” “Oh, first rate! Got a start in the world—mar ried a widow with nine children! A pretty siza ble start, that.” Tho Dubuque Timas says that by a recent cen sus of that city, made by the District Board of Directors, under the provision of the school law, it appears the total population of Dubuque ;s 678 less than last year. The Intelligencer of the 31st inst announces the j death of lion. G. H. Julian, Representative from Forsyth County in tho present Legislature. He died at his residence in that-county, on the 23d ult. in tho 54th year of his age. A homo without a girl is only half blest; it is an orchard without blossoms, and a spring with out a song. A house hill of sons is like Lebanon t with its cedars; but daughters by the fireside are i like the roses in Sharon. j . The Geysers of Iceland have been recently vis ited by three young Scotch ladies, with their bro thers. They are the first female travellers, ex cept Madame Ida Pfeiffer, who ever penetrated to that remote region of lava and ice. The Amherst and Belchertown (Mass.) railroad, which co t two hundred and twenty-five thou sand dollars, was, on Friday last, sold to the bondholders for forty-two thousand five hundred dollars. The road is 20 miles long. The Dutchess of Malakoff’s trousseau is one of the great subjects of consideration in Paris at pre sent; and, in particular, a diadem of brilliants is spoken of, in which is inserted a wondrous pearl presented to the Duke by the Sultan. Tho Emperor of Russia has .just granted per mission to the student sos the University of Mos cow to publish a collection of translations of the best German, French and other foreign works, to be printed at the cost of tho University. 1 Tho Crowell family of North Carolina and Geor- . gia are said to be desoended from two brothers of Oliver Cromwell, who fled from England after the Restoration, having dropped the m. from their name to avoid the perseeution of the Stuarts. Persons in England who leave railroad cars whilo trains are in motion aro subject to legal penalties. A burly was fined 5s and 5s cost, a few weeks ago, for having stepped out of a train on the Crystal Pajace line before the cars stopped. The N. Orleans Bulletin, learns from Captain McLellan, of the ship Wurtemberj;, from* Saint Thomas, that, Santa Anna purchased an estate for $40,000, and. left the island on the 24th ult. for Porto Rico* from which place it \vat expected he woujd sail for Mexico. A CL.OUII— NOT NIGHT. W. GILMORE swms. ’Oh! what if the prospect bo clouded, And what it the sunlight be fled; The bright sun may bo shrouded, _ The bright crown be torn from his head i But he bends never long to the rigor Os the tempest that beats on his form ; And he conies forth anon full of vigor, More glorious because of the storm. From the sun let the son! take its moral, Nor shrink ’neath the battle of life; Near the cypress growtsever the laurel, And wo pluck, as we please, from the strife. Though the foe preeseth on with his legions, And we bend for the hour at his will, Keep you ca!m in the turbulent regions, And the triumph onures to you still. AXCEL VISITANTS. * BY JOBS’ EDWARD CHALMERS. Though angels long have left this earth, Their shadows still remain ; Where all that’s pure and good have birth, | They seem to live again. In homes and hearts they piny their parts, I Where love and concord dwell; While o’er life’s dreamß they cast their beam*, And weave a magic spell. Yes ; earth has angels of her own, And not a few I ween, Though angel’s visits, man is told, Are few and far between. j In every land, whoro’or we stray, ’Mong those we chance to greet, When least wo think, perhaps wo may With somo bright angel moot. For while full well the eyes can toll When beauty passes by, Yet angels may pursue their way Unheeded by the eye. Oh. yet, a veil may oft conceal An angel bright and fair, Whose virtues would adorn a crown, And shed a lustro there. 7IIXD AND MATTER, But these conclusions, however vast their com prehension, carry us but another step forward in the realms of siderial astronomy. A proper mo tion in space of our sun and the fixed stars, as we call them, has long been bolieved to exist.— Their vast distances only prevent it being more apparent. Tho great improvement of instruments of measurement, within the last generation, has ‘ not only established the existence of this motion, ■ but has pointed to the region in the starry vault, | around which our whole solar and stellar system, with its myriad of attendant planetary worlds, appears to bo performing a mighty revolution. I If, then, wo assume, that outside of the system to | which we belong, and in which our sun is but a ! star like Alderbaran or Sirius, the different nebu lse of which we have spoken, thousands of which ! spot the heavens, constitute a distinct family of the Universe, we must, following the guide of an alogy, attribute to each of them also, beyond all the revolutions of their individual attendant planetary systems, a great revolution, compre hending the whole ; while the same course ot an alogical reasoning would lead us still further on ward. and in the last analysis, require us to as sume a transcendental connection between all these mighty systems —a universe of universes, circling round in the infinity of space, and pre serving its equilibrium by the same laws of mu tual attraction which bind the lower worlds to gether. It may bo thought that conceptions like these are calculated rather to depress than to elevate us in the scale of being ; that banished as he is by these contemplations to a corner of creation, and thero reduced to an atom, man sinks to nothing in this infinity of worlds. But a second thought eorreets the impvession. These vast contempla tions are well calculated to inspire awe, but not abasement. Mind and matter are immeasurable. An immortal soul, even while clothed in “ thi3 mucldy vesture of decay,” is tho eye of God and reason, a purer essence than the brightest sun t hat lights the depths of heaven. Tho organized human eye, instinct with life and soul, which, gazing through the telescope, travels up to the cloudy speck'in tho handle of Orion’s sword, and bids it blaze forth into a galaxy as vast as ours, stands higher in the order of being than all that host of luminaries. The intellect of Newton* which discovered tire law that holds tho revolving worlds together, is a nobler work oi God than a universe of miversies of unthinking matter. If, still treading the loftiest paths of analogy, we adopt the supposition—to me, I own, tho grateful supposition—that tho countless planetary worlds which attend ihc-se countless suns, are the abodes of rational beings liko man, instead ot bringing back from this exalted conception a feeling of insignificance, as if the individuals of our race were but poor atoms in the infinity of being, I regard it, on the contrary, as a glory of our human nature, that it belongs to a family which no man can number, of rational natures like itseif. In tho order of being they- may stand beneath us, or they may stand above; Ac may well be content with his place who is made “a little lower than the angels." — id. Everett.. ——- ■<•>- TRIE WOMANHOOD. Amidst the sordid selfishness which so pre-em inently characterises the world, it is refreshing to witness the occasional outbeamings of better feel ings, illustrative of a better humanity. While riding n few days since, in a Chesnut street, Phil adelphia, omnibus, a young lady of pleasant as pect was one of the passengers, the rest being gentlemen. At one of the corners the vehicle stopped to take up a male and female passenger, husband and wife—porsonsof decent appearance, but of the humblest walks of life. As the door opened, the woman, with terror depicted on her ! palid countenance, and her eye wildly flashing, shrieked, “ I cannot go in there!” It was at once evident that she was laboring under a “mind dis eased,” from which the glorious light of reason had faded. Her husband, with gentle, violence, took her in his arms and carried her in. Then was tho beautiful occurrence to which we have referred. While the gentlemen were confounded 1 and appalled, the young lady, in gentlo tones, spoke to tho maniac, “Como in, none will hurt you here.” At the samo timo sho encircled her with her arm and pressed her to her bosom, where the unfortunate sobbed herself into quiet ness. It was a scene to touch the heart. It was such a display of womanly heart and self-posses sion as we have rarely seen ; and often since, as we have recalled the"maniac, dinging fondly to her unknown benefactress, with her face hid in her bosom as in a kindly asylum, we have thought how powerful is woman’s love and sympathy. A Lawyer’s Story. —Tom strikes Dick over the shoulder with a rattan as big as your little finger. A lawyer, in his indictment, would tell you the story as follows: “And that whereas the said Thomas, at the said place, on the year and day aforesaid, in and upon tho body of said Richard, against the people and State of Pennsylvania, and j their dignity, did a most violent assault and : inflicted a great many and divers blows, kicks, thumps, humps, contusions, gashes, hurts, wounds, damages and injuries, in and upon the head, neck, breast, stomach, hips, knees, shins and heels of said Richard, with divers sticks, canes, poles, clubs, logs of wood, stones, daggers, dirks, swords, pistols, cutlassos, bludgeons, blunderbusses and boarding pikes, then and there held in the hands, fists, claws and clutches of him, the said Thomas. Schmer Sxows. —The Valparaiso correspondent of tho Pennsylvanian writes under date of July 16th; “ This is mid-winter here, and the woather is very cold and unpleasant. The Andes are co vered with snow. Snow to tho ‘depth of several inches foil in the streets of Santiago one night last week. Tho “oldest settlers” unito in declaring that they have never passed through a more un pleasant winter than tho present. The snow is so deep on the mountains that wild animals are compelled to leave the mountain gorges and seek a milder home in the valleys. A piece of petrified wood, with a scrow perfect ly formed in it, was one hundred and fifty feet beneath tho surface of the earth, near Panola, Miss. It was embedded in whatap pearod to have been a block of hickory wood ten or fifteen inches square. — In the town of Zahlagen, Wurtemberg, there has been lately opened anew printing establish ment-, by Mr. Theodore Helgerad. All the com positors and pressmen are deef and dumb, to the number of one hundred and sixty: eleven of the former are women. l i - Qne of our Western editors, speaking of a large and fat cotemporary, remarked that if all H4ki it grass, he must be. a load of hay. “I suspect I am,” said the fkfc man, “from ilia way the asses are nibbling at m© ”