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JOHN H. SEALS, Ed. Ac Prop’r. TERMS I •» p«r annum, in advance. Atlanta, Ga., Thursday Moaning, July 19, 1860. NEW SERIES, VOL. V VOL. XXVI NUMBER *4. M. de Tape resumed : “That I had mdered the rack! For Francois denied everything; the theft—the circumstances ef the theft—all; constant'/ reminding me oF Monter au; cf her motherj_of the day* of our childhood; of our relationship. “I had ordered the question ! “Thr^^e of Francois was taken r>ff. ‘J^PtNcryof a young girl brought naked bcfdpKWyuTf^ea. God spare von from ever cry. The torture *Va* applied. Her&JBBrcw weaker; but Francois turned her erfroron me. Gentlemen, I have had a sword throat through my body to the liilt. That look -tabbed more keenly. “They put her knee in the leaden boot. “HerjricB grew weajter.” At tlys^rt of the recital of the President, a thrill of horror ran through us all. “They put the fire to the pit of her stomach. “Francois was silent; she had ceased to shriek^. “Getilwnien, Francois was innocent! I knew it. it wa9 l who bad hidden the diamond box in her bed. in order that she might be tried, condemned, executed ! M The ladies covered their faces. If I had had a knife in my hand I would have struck it into the old President’s heart. But the President closed his eyes, collected himself* h moment, and said: “They crushed her right hand, every finger, every joint, like that ” He made a gesture. My neryes jerked spas- modicaH/Atr imitation of it. A cloud of blood passed before my eyes, and the terrible scene vanished. “Francois had fainted in confessing the theft. Yes, she had confessed it, but proclaim ing that I was her foster brother,; that she had come to Paris to see me; that to see me she had braved the ice and snow—braved every thing—to hang once more upon her foster bro ther’s n«:ck.” The President bad scarcely finished this ago nizing sentence, when I saw rise beside Ma- damc ifa Ihacoueplle. like a phantom, a wo- manTwno vntn alniculiy and pain drawing off her glove, permitted to be seen a hand broken and crushed, which she placed upon the head of M. dePage. Like one crushed, the old man raided his eyes in terror beneath thatblTnS wRleh weighed him down. The other people were pale; I looked at my self in the glass; I was more than pale—I was green. Tears,fond sobs from the eyes and mouths of these tifb, ruined by each oth^r, minaflod to gether ;iAnd M. de Page look that hand and carrvireLitliyiiig lips, kissed it as the dying man kiflfs ilieliost, and he was pardoned as the dyinf man is pardoned. For Midvue Casa Bia ca passed the arm which wa£ free around the neck of M. de Page. “ThaMikening,” continue*! the President, “there J<* a Court Ball. I appeared at it still clotud with my judicial rob *s, and bear ing withAe the death warrant of Francois. Pending Py knee to the earth, I said to Louis xvTry “ ‘SirJ to-day the bones of my foster sistef have bee* broken on the rack. I was her ac cuser, SJre. dflflUhe hsjj coufessei^^Ll-'—* IMMORT1 UMPKCriULLY IKW^I JONES AND JOHNSON. Eleven Hundred Years Ago. Looking back to the year 756, the student of history finds events transpiring at that time in Laly, which, with the men engaged in them, have a singular correspondence aiih what is now going forward on the same field. It was in that year that, hs the result of an iniquit ous bargain entered into by Pope Stephen and Pepin, King ot France, the Bishop of Home beauty * trcnpcjral prince. . Pepin nnad^d the. help of Stephen in establishing himself upon the throne he had usurped. Having impris oned the weak King Charles of France in a monastery, he had seized the sceptre for him self. The Pope's influence with his super stitious subjects would materially serve his cause, if exerted on his side. Stephen, on his own part, wished to add to that spiritual su premacy which was uow generally conceded to the Papal chair throughout Western Europe, the powers and revenues of a secular prince. Aud recent event* seemed favorable to his wishes. There were four Provinces in that part of Italy which would be most convenient for the purposes of Papal sovereignty: Ravenna, Cam pania, Rome, and Pentapolis. Of these, Ra venna properly belonged to the Greek Emper or, at Constantinople. It was governed by an Exarch, as the Emperor’s representative. In stigated by the Pope, and absolved by him from their allegiance the people revolted and killed the Exarch, Paul. Campania was gov erned by its own Duke. But he about this time was killed, and at the same instigation. Rome had a municipal government of its own, but not an efficient one. Astolphus, the King of the Lombards, learning of these things, came with an army, and seized upon Ravenna and Pentapolis. Stephen, having failed in an attempt to bend Aatolpbua to his own policy, called to his aid Pepin the Short, of France, who, as we have just said, bad recently usurp ed the throne of that kingdom. Tepin came with an army, defeated Astolphus, and then, on the condition that Stephen should grant the Papal sanction to his seizure of the French throne, gave to him the four provinces named above. It wa«, then, a king of France who placed Pope Stephen in possession of his temporal sovereignty. An emperor of France has been a chiet instrument in taking from Pope Pius IX. a large portion of the territory thus granted. A Lombard king also played a part in these transactions, and in that quarter of Italy where he thin held rule, Victor E uanuel, the prince who takes possession of the pro vinces which the Pope has been compelled to abandon, now reigns. It seems a singular fact that the parties to what is at present going on. should, alter (he changes of so many cemu ries, be so similar to those in the original transaction. Their mutual relations, however, are much altered. The French Emperor aud the Lorn hard King are now the confederates, and the Pope is J he victim The method pur.-ued in the transfer of sovereign y, by which Pius IX loses and Victor Emanuel gains the provinces of the Romagna, is also strikingly ditferon* from that which Pepin and Stephen adop>ed. They play ed aguiust the hulf-nealht n Lombard a gauv- of robbery, auTbetas ttronger that* The imports of foreign dry goods at the fort of Sow York for the week amounted to $1,- 776,356; since theIstof January, $52,431,930. The Pike’s Peak express has arrived at St. Joseph, Missouri, with $15 000 in dust, ani Denver City dates to the 28th ultimo. In a case of poisoning by strychnine,*, i* Hartford, the other day. the .doctor aduiirjtg- remedy. It i)rodu^A a*, desired Effect and^elieved the The Indian depredations upon strasglin* parties, and on the ranches, haul become so frequent that a meeiingof the citizens bj.dbeen held to consider what means could be taken to prevent them. The director of the Philadelphia Mint gives notice through the local papers, that, hereaf ter, the Spanish and Mexican fractions of a dollar will not be received at the Miut at their nominal value in exchange for the new cents. A steamer will leave New York, u* der a match-piece for the ■ketch of -Berimrdin St. Pierre’s Three Strange Visitors,” by the same baud ] Last winter I was in the habit of going every Wednesday evening to a re-union in the “Maris,” over which a lady, belonging to an old legal family, presided with exquisite grace. 1 had consulted rather my tastes arid quiet habits, than mt-age, in seojeing 911 injro- BY MAUT B. CUSHMAN. We risk nothing in re-publishing this life like, instructive and entertaining little story. Some of our younger readers may never have seen it, and many of the older ones might do weij to rw-peruse it and hand it over to some unfortunate character like poor Jones : William Johnson and Edwm Jones were both of them farmers, and they were also near neighb ors. Their farms were beautifully sita sted; the soil naturally productive. So far there was not a particle of difference between the two places. Yet they wore a very different asnect. Johnson’s buildings looked nice and tidy. His door yard was clean, his house neatly painted, his windows whole. His barn and out-buildings were snug and comfortable, his orchard looked thrifty, and the tiees were carefully dressed. Now, Mr. Jones had no more of a family to support than his neighbor, yet the aspects of his house and farm were very different. Old rubbish was kicking around in the yard, that should have been in less un- sig'atly places; his house looked weather-beaten and neglected; rags were seen in spots where panes of glass were expected to be found; there were large cracks in his barn, through which the winds of heaven had free course. Ilis apple trees were disfigured by old bark and dead limbs ; in ehort, everything seemed to wear a look of dilapidation and neglect. Ed win Jones was a hard-working man, yet every thing was at loose ends with him, and he often caught himself wondering how it was that his neighbor Johnson kept along so smoothly and quiet, yot had everything in perfect order. Uand it be true that when life’s fitful lamp Hath ceased to burn, that I will be released From all my care, and soar to fairy world* Oil high, where a «r a pa» iak««wn— Nor sigfrs, nor teaw^ Will T Bbte wings On which to voyage o’er yon blue expanse, And visit alt those worlds of light and love \\ bich seem afar like islands of the bleat ding a yellow light over yellow figures ; of sofas, on the backs of which the riands of Justice were embroidered in black and white silks; of tapeatiw of “Anbusson,” apple-green, and upon which might be distinguished, in faint-marked squares, first: the fatal duel of the Baron de Bouteville with the Marquis de Bouveron, in the centre of the Place Royale. Further on, you saw the Baron de Bouteville arrested by the Provost and his officers at Viry-le-Brule. Further still, upon a square which marked a door, you assisted at the Bur- en’s execution upon the Place de Greve. No one could ever forget the high £ray win dows ; the pictures, out of all proportion, from which frowned fearfully the aark portraits of Judges, and “Presidents a Morfcier,” all sur mounted by wigs of a size which gave them tho appearance of black lions growling be neath their mighty manes. After a few months, however, you began to grow familiar with these terrors. Gradually I dared to look upon the portrait of the great ancestor of the family, standing upright in his frame, which was at least a foot thick, and dressed in the costume of a Judge of the “Chambre Ardente.” I even dared to touch When I am sad, and stifled sobs long pent Up in my heart, must need find otternnee, l lean my head upon this sacred page, And find relief in gushing (loads of teara! In rear* to come, whilst traselling o'er life's Desert way, I’ll seek that water, purs and bright, Of which—if one will freely drink— He need not thirst again : And I’ll get me in the shadow of those Sheltering wings which Jews despised; Aud be as Magdaline, who washed Her Savior's feet with tears, and wiped them With her L.ng disheveled hair ! Aud on my breast I’ll wear his cross, The symbol of that tragic hour, W hen marshalled fiends were made to stand aghast, And hell’s arch “serpent,” wounded, “lick the dust !’* Methinks I stard, with naked feet, On Calvary’s Mount, to watch the dawning Li^ht cf that “third day,” wherein the Savior Said that he would rise! The earth seems Heaving ’neath my feet, as it impatient, From her womb, to vomit up the sheeted dead! Oh, happy epoch of a ransomed world! For Jesus did not stay in that dark vault, ButYose triumphant from its marble jaws, “Leading captivity captive J** And now Jerusalem, with all her golden spires, Was “1st down to this earth.” Then Jesus met With those he loved, and talked to them Of sorrowing here no more. He spake Of “mansions” in the skies, and of the “com forter” Which he would send. Then on a “cloud” he sate, and upward rose; While they, with pale, sad faces, gazed at him. Till, mingling with the sky, he disappeared! or it is the lamest of the elements. Vulcan was a mighty artisau; and burning mountains were the chimnies of bis torges. The gold himself has perished with the my thology that gave him being; bat those myste rious furnaces and smoke funnels still remain, shaking the earth with their heat, blowing off ashes and slag in terrible blasts, and remind ing us of the ancient myth by their volcanic or Vulcanic appellation. Fire also remains the friendliest and yet the most fatal of elements. It is itself a god ; the great artisan, forger of iron, builder and pro in its power, devours the house in which it has so long faithfully served—at times even lick ing up whole cities with its flaming tongues. So love, the fire of life, is the artificer of all human graces; in deep caret beneath the sea of passion, blowing the furnaces of the soul’s energy ; forging the weapons of truth, the ar mor of virtue, the scales of justice, kb* rup of happiness; also, alas! turning its hand to many harmful things—the chalice of jealousy, the dagger of revenge; for this fire, too, is an evil fire, when perverted from its divine uses. It showers down upon us in sunshine of benifi • cence from some great and wise soul; or it drops like lightning from the clouds of a stormy and dark passion. It is the glowing One rainy day in the fall, after harvesting was over, Johnson was at work in his tool chamber, when his neighbor Jones entered. “Johnson,” said the latter, after he had watched his neighbor’s plane a few moments, “how much did that sled of yours cost? *1 have got to have one this winter.” “ Oh, that cost me nothing; I made that my self. I got out the timber last winter; so that matter’s disposed of, and I feel proud of it, too. It’s my first attempt.” “ Well, neighbor Johnson, I don’t see how in the world you get along so. Your farm don’t produce any more than mine does, and I don’t believe you work as hard as 1 do. Your wife don’t make any better butter than mine ; your sheep don’t grow any better wool. You raise more fruit, to be sure.” “ l have not so many trees as you.” “ No, but the fruit is of a better quality, and finds a ready market.” “Yes, because I have taken pains to obtain the best grafts. My trees were the same as yours when we start' d. My cows give more milk than yours do in winter, because (hey have a warmer barn. I raLe more pork than you do, because my pens are tight and com fortable. and so on.” “Aud Isuppose you are laying up money?” muUered 4krtt«-8, with a crestfallen look.. “Certainly, lam—about two hundred dqjt- The mistress of the mansion had described to me the characters and habits of the few persons who made up her Wednesday even ings. They were the remains of old families, who were unreproached even by the slightest condescension towards the Empire, with all its seductions, and who had demanded of the restoration nothing more than the innocent privilege of resuming their early habits. Madame dc liacqueville permitted me to come early, in order to introduce me one by one to the persons who honored her mansion with their presence. One evening, as usual, I took my place near her, and opposite & large fireplace, in which the flames, lighting up the bnck, displayed a figure of Louis XII. metamorphosed into a Fin to. Pointing to the clock, she showed the exact minute at which each of tho liabitual fre quenters of her saloon made their appearance. “At three minutes after 9 o’clock,” said she, “ you will sec M. de Guemaree make his ap pearance. He is a descendant of the magis trate, who, forced by his father and the tra ditions of his family^ to assume the robe, for which he had the most profound dv*6«te, vowed to decide alw^y* ■gwwist hi*‘^science. Faithful to hw tacit dismissed fountains of energy, from their sacred uses, or suffer them to burst forth with devastating conflagrations in our houses aud our hearts. where youWpyidVsi.f 1 ffTTHBlk time in the morning; it’s not ton minutes sin e I beard the clock strike four. You didn’t hear it? No. of course you didn’t. You wouldn't boar the last trump—-the noise would have to travel through an acre or two of beer before it would got to your hearing. Had to go among your friends? Had to go! I’d like to know hew you haul to go. Some folks ars \«ry willing L. “ had” to go Yes, I know it’s coming ou elec tion times; that’s a good excuse to get away from your family and home. I wish there wao no election in the whole country—it would be much better off if we hadn’t any. Who did you elect? Who did you see? Theatre and dance. Now turn over here. Oh, Lord! am I in a hop-yard or a distillery, or where am I ? What have you got outside of you ? Didn’t drink much ? You must have got into a beer barrel, then, for its coming out all over you, and how it smells ? You danced, eh! You must have cut a pretty figure—guess it was a large reel. Do you think I'll stand this going off to dance all night? Who did you dance with ? I’ll bet she was as homely as a pump kin with two holes in it. Look here! you rneedn’t pretend to sleep; I want to have a little Ldomestic conversation with you. I am your j better half, and y ur better half proposes to I discuss matters a little. Late ? How do you [know it’s late? It’s early enough to give you [ a piece of a woman’s tongue. Tcnguey ? Yes II am tonguey—that’s part of a woman’s pre- I rogative, and I am going to use some of it on you. Let you alone ? Did you say that to the girl you aanced with ? Oh, no! nothing of ’be people] submitted* . f to popular suffrage, aud is the king whom the people 1 li«*msetve$ chose. This lac» illustrates huw differently the rela:ijnu of ruler and ruled are estimated iu the nineteenth than in the eighth cemury. Auother circura'-tance may be noticed. The beginning of the Dope's temporal domiuion in ha!y was mush like what the close promises tu «»e in one respect. The people ol Southern Italy were tutly as unwilling to acknowledge inuel i^Heforc, Monsieur ?* f^Twished to prdttto France that, torture, the m -st fnghtiul falsehood red, the holiest truth assassinated. Is proof I have sacrificed the thing | The outrages, in the main, consist in the j taking by the Indians of whoever they desire from pariies uuahie to resist them, tearing I down fence*, turning their ponies into the gar dens and destroying ibem, and in sum- cases, shooting at the whites, one «*r two of whom are kuowu to have been killed. The cniefs thought it hard that they should be held ac countable tor the b;t<l acts of ibeirowu aud a tew other natives iu ‘his vicinity, bui said that, so tar hs their own men were concerned, ibey would hold them responsible tor any iuiuiy done 10 the whites. The Mobile Mercury of the. 2d inat says : “Judge Campbell delivered au opinion iu the United States circuit court on Saturday, up setting Judge Jone s opinion, lately delivered m the district court, upon the lawarisiugupou the indictments here tor violaiiug the Airican slave trade Laws. The opinion was delivered in the case of the United State.* rt John H. Horn, who had not been arrested upon the ap plication of the district attorney tor an alia*. His honor reiterated the law as expounded heretofore in his charge to the grand jury, upon which the indictments were louud. The order of the court was, that process issue to the marshals ot Mississippi, as well as to the marshal of this district, for the arrest of the accused. The court notices the factintbe out set that his colleague, Judge Jones, was of counsel for defendant before his appointment to the bench ; wherefore he does not sit in the case. his reason the young the place w Three mi entered. “At iwei up the faut eUes,” con •She was rqj [me in the world. My opinion, there” ■ot be doubted.’ lieurs,’ said the King, ‘let the ball I Then turning to his Chancellor, ", from this night the torture is abol ’ranee; let it be made known thiough nemiuK cl H When 0 cr oar beam hung gloom and night, H As death came with its chilling blight, ffl Despoiling our fair flowers. I Ah ! saddening thoughts steal o’er the heart; ■ These scenes of days gone by m Oft cause the silent tear to start— m Again, we feel keen sorrow’s dart, ■ And heave the deep drawn sigh. ■ We think of those now p«*eed away— 3 They hive but gone before. I Unto those realms of perfect day, ■ Where come3 no darkness on their way, I For whom acffltion’s o’er. < Bat will we often tnise them here— ' I We feel berevred end lone; S Life aeem’st e pathway dark and drear, ■ Now that onr trie mis, the loved and dear, ■ Forth from onr homes have gone. v Tho* fall*, unchecked, the silent tear, 1 A tribute to their worth ; Their fond memory we revere, * Their dwelling-place’e the heavenly ephere, I Their home ia not on earth. And, as thaae mem riee to u* come, Fran though and they be. They bring ua thoughta of Heaven—home— I And bid ua wait the summons, "Come To immortality !" DEAD AWD ALONE. ('•Id and alone, thia bitter night, ('•Id and alone, where the wierd moonlight Weaveth a crown for hi* beautiful head, Lieth my darling, cold and dead. Dead and alone, on the weary waate. And the chilly wind, in its thooghtlea* haste, Blows the brown curls from his pale white brow, And cruelly drifts the late fallen snow O'er his dear form, o'er his dead heart, That once was of mine the largest part. Bat now it is cold, still, still and cold. For th* spirit of Death, with fingers bold, Toyed with his heart-strings and broke them in twain; And a single touch on each throbbing vain. ( billed the warm life-blood. Oh! spirit of Death, _ . Tou kissed fromhialipatheir loet sweet breath ; indicated dame Casa Biunca, and indead each erne pear. i 1 ^, f 1- .1 Aai‘ A A concealed her right queville was speakir: terms. “Ah i .Made is full of noble quail sel you to appreciate “But why docash. ■jjL* of ninety-seven. He was ta- Wa*v-n years of age, to see the flre- HMMing the marriage of Louis XVI. fantoinette, when his life was saved • t hard-working man. This bo touched MB is parents that, on the anniver- [4d»y, they gave a yearly sum to the h^tarish, in his name. When he ^■(■egve it himself, and thus, for (5T-W-. the charity preserved, through | sixteen revolutions and constitu- ir the preservation of this gentle- i may be attributed to this habit ia passing consideration. He lived f-ormy times, when, to be ill-spoken ipoor was a pretty certain passport Holine, while, on the other hand, to If property was genrally regarded as jure indication of being an aristocrat. M^ncefully survived the reign of ter- IPg out his annual alms, and seen |. and Marie Antoinette, beautiful ■e, brought to the scaffold. Marie ■ it was who had so little conceplion ■ant or how to relieve it, that when p poor in Paris dying for lack of Svely asked why they did not pur- I then ? No doubt the good will of m worth something in those days, nrt from its effects on others, the Bpositions within a man's own breast, ■ by the habit of benevolence, are Ijgttle in producing long life, and lint of view, the parents of M. de Is re laying the foundation of the long kh their son attained, more by in- jflfspiring the practice of becevo- Hs him in yontb, than by all the y.’.cipliuc to which they could have aMt frame. Leind selfishness and the unsutis- ^m^nsatiable desire after accumula- E* u more than half the inhabitants He9 cities. But the habit of look- own interest, but of watch- ^Kwho are poorer, and Joint; good Hpource of happiness not cultivated ■to be by the great multitudes, even Eallhy in this fast living age. In heiauy, gaiety and expense are a snia, in the vortex of which no one |w much virtue and happiness are re, after all, no pleasures so cheap as [enevolenee. • No one ruins himself hand—do you know T ’ “I do not, nor hare I ever asked. Sint has not foreatalled my eurtestly upon point; it is probable that it would have wot tier; and l prefer, rather to keep «.-fticSd to learn a secret, wbich^Ytter all, mig; little interest mt».” “Excuse my indiscretion," I replied, you have toldme so much that was vai concerning your friends hers, that I-wt boldened to aak thi* explanation of t which struck me so much.” Madams de .lacqueville leaning goo moredly upon my shoulder, here rose t come Casa Bianca—the lady of the 1 hand. Whilst she was thus occupied fa coming her, the habitue* cf the re unioi entering, group after group. The card were set out, and the players snuffed ant like phantoms playing upon the borders Styx. have the money to spare for them. Why, these 'ere tools of yourn must cost mor’n fifty dollars.” “Just about that.” “ Then I’m mighty afraid 1 shall have to scrape along with borrowed tools. 1 shall nev er have that sum to spare.” “You don’t understand. Let me explain the secret. I should never have gone with a fifty dollar bill and bought these things. I have produced one at a time with my grog and tobacco money. “ Grog and tobacco money!" repealed Jones, with a look of blank surprise.. “Yes,” said Johnson, with a smile. “Now I um going to give you a lecture. I am going to give yon the benefit of my experience. The first year I began on a farm I used to havo spirits by me, and every now and then take a drink to keep up my strength, I said to my self. In the long, warm days, in haying and harvesting, the bottle used to be patronized liberally. Bit I finally began to see that it was growing hard for ms to resist; and so, after delibt rating upon the subject, I came to the condus.on that rum aud tobaoco did me no good, and might do much evil, and I would leave them off, and I did. So I commenced laying up the money they cost me I saw how much might be saved if I eould do the work myself I had been obliged to pay for, and so I began buying such tools as I thought would come handy. At the end of the first year 1 found I had quite£ collection, and it had all come from the money I might otherwise have drank and smoked up, and 1 felt healthier and happier than the year before. I knew I had laid the foundation for future good. Time passed on, and my grog and tobacco money kept ooming in. It was n< w a hammer, then a saw, theD an anger, and another plane, a bit- stock, Ac , till I have now an excellent stock of tools; and they are not only a source ot great profit, but solid comfort into the bargain I believe, friend J->nes, in giving up my grog and lobacou l have been a great gainer. Now. do you not think you would do a« well without it!” “Johnson,” eaid Jones, at length, after a protracted silence. " I wish you had told me of this long ago ” “ I was afraid it might offend you; it is a delicate matter at beBt.” “ I kno * It, but Edam Jones is not the man to be offended with a neighbor for friendly ad vice." “Well,” said Johnson, with a look of ex trsme gratification, “it's never loo late to mend, and if you get in a pinch where fifty nr a hundred dollars will be of use to you, oome to me ” Mr. Jones tbenked his friend, with a suspi cious moisture shining in his eye, and shortly after took bis leave. The n ry next time he went to town, instead of refilling his brown jng and empty box. be brought home a new auger, and a proud and happy man waa he at work with his own tools. Time passed sway, and he soon found himself the ownrr of quite a -little’ lot of implements. This thing oper ated in many wnys for good. Now that he had the ability to fix up his buildings without bor rowing tools, he began to take pride iu doing It. He reset bis windows, roofed his bee house, built new pig peos, tightened his barn, and In rainy weather waa never without a plaaaant and profitable employment. His cows do not break through the barn floor now, and they give as much milk, hts bees make as much beney. bis trees yield as good apples, at bis neighbor Johnson'! do; and all this is because be stopped hie grog and tobaoco expenditures, bought hit tools, and left off depending upon his neighbors; and so he is now a nappy, thriving and contentsd farmer. Nor has the government of the Pope ever been patiently endured by its subjects. There i9 reason even now to believe, that if it should be left, without foreign interference, to the will of the people, what remains ot it would be speedily wiped out. Nor can this finishing event be very far off. It cannot be long before the words of the Psalmist will be literally true of the nmn of sin; “His mischief shall return upon his own head, and his violent dealing shall come down upon his own pate.” The dark and dreary annals of Papal usurpation are drawing to a close, and the Lotd himself will ere long annul that unrighteous covenant in which, eleven centuries since, a foundation for it was laid. Surely every friend of hu manity and of <io«l must rejoice at the pros pect. Max’s Ecoxostr Comtarko wirn Woxar's. —There is also a difference between the econ omy of the two sexes. Adopting the principle that it ia a rudimentary virtue, men soon begin to cast the burden of saving and close reckon ing on their female friends. In the dawn of early youth, both sexes are ordinarily taught to keep accounts. In the good moments of life, which furtunately visit every one in turn, many youths resolve to resume the wholesome practice, and carry it on resolutely and accu rately for a day or two. But then the fit sub sides, and the account keepirg of must men gradually dwindles down to the simple precau tion of keeping their gold in one pocket ami their li ioae sifver in anot her. But the aocouut r .if women cofinnue, and housekeeping forces them to book or inspect the small items of • large expenditure. It is carious to trace tbe effects which are relatively produced by thir abandonment of and pentiatance in account seeping. We cannot dissociate trom their at tention to household ecouoniy, the wooderfu courage which women display in the tittle con diets of life. They are I rained to battle by lb. labor they have undergone in examining checking, and reducing bills; and a woman wbo has onoc b anted a butcher or baker, i- not likely to siuk again to the level of that yielding timidity before imposing claimants which characterize* her bo-hand or brothers No man. except pet haps those gloomy and firm looking per-".us who always dine early off ib loiut of a club, never give sixpence to a cat. man without a con-ciuueneaa of doing wroug aud a nervous apprehenstou of oona. quence- Hut a woman would as soon give a cabo.n sixpence a» she would settle an ordinarj bill Ae, loo. their attention to household ecanonr strenglheiin and hardens 'lie onaracter of w. men until they darn to engage iu aingle-hande cimibai with the most fearful of all foes-tin Un.ilady of a sea side lodging-house. A poo i-reaturt who keeps his silver loose in hi- J waist-coat pocket, is not very likely to re monstrale when he is iuformed that his ooc« aioual chop has necessitated the tuainieiianct night and day, ef a kitchen fire aufficie i t- roast an ox, nor to object when he sees himsel charged with an amount of Harvey’s ssuci that would float his hat. But women rush t the charge/and treat the long, neatly writtei hill with the same contempt and familiarity • scorn, that an 1 exhibited by a suspicious law jtr when he holds np a gambling 1. O. F. to the gaze of an indignant jnry. A gentleman who spoke of having been struck by a lady’s beauty, waa advised to him the rod. Would a botanist classify the Okatt in “Ham let” aa a species of deadly night-shade ?" It you buy what you have no oocasion for /so will soon have so soil what you oaa not spur*. The Great Eastern.—The New York Xrtrt ot the -d, says : “Thousands upon thousands of persons throughout the day, yesterday and Saturday, wended their way to the dock where the Great Eastern is moored, to have a view of the mon ster ship. A large number of workmen were busily engaged on Saturday putting the vessel in a condition to receive visitors, and it is thought she will be ready for that purpose to morrow morning. The Directors held a meet ing Saturday at the office of Messrs. Grinnell, Minturn A Co., and decided to fix the price of admission at one dollar each for adults, and fifty cents each for children under twelve years. GaonGiA Miuiaby Institute.—The Com mencement exercisea of this institution wi-l lake place on Wednesday, July 18th. Tbe address before tbe Literary Society will be delivered by Col. Tbos. Howard, ot Atlanta, on Tuesday, at 8 o'clock P. M- The addreases of the graduating class will be delivered on Wednesday, and Col. O. A. Lochrane, of Macon, will deliver the address to the graduating cla-s. TUSATUICAI. STATt-TICo'^^^^^^^HNI authority ol official statistics, that there are a- present in Europe, 18.14 ‘ actors. 2l,ti8y act rescues. 1,783 managers of theatres; and ike .camber of persoos an ached in sne way or oili er to dramatic establishments atuoouis to 8J„- Everybody played except Madame Ci anca and Madame da Uacqueville. The right hand of tbe former was hidden as usual; the left hand might he seen covered with a white 5 love, and mast, have once been beautiful. he same remark might be made of Madame Case Biance’s foot end figure. Bbe appeared now to be about fifty years old, although in re ality mueb alder; bat a naturally strong con stitution, and an adventurous life, loilowing I tbe fortunes of her husband, a soldier of the | Republic ttnd the Empire, had firmly tempered, so to speak, tbe feature* of Madame Caza Vi- ! anoa. There are generations of women, as of I men, energetic as the times they are called ton live in. U nder the Empire, (he women who® amidst cannon, drums and banners. foUosmn •he army, the “Grand Army,” took from tfHM associations a singularly original and miu&fey tnnsw Without loaisw the graces of weirus hooi^they gained much of the strength end energy of tbe manly character. During thete evenings, it was tbe custom for each ef the “convives” to relate route incident of his life. Directly it was the turn of the President de Page to relate. He related well, and a silence almost mournful fell upon the old room and the strange guests ns he told his story. The French Mixistrr.—On tbe 4th in stant Mr. Heury Merer was miroduce-i toihe .*r«sideut by ihe Acting Secretary ot S.ate, uni delivered his credentials ns Envoy Extra- irdiintry aud Mini,;, r Pienipoiru ury ot his ‘Lijesty the Emperor of the Frcuuh to this .overtuueui. “ Wo will go bark,” said he, “to the days of Louis XVI. I was one of the King’s judges; bnt before that I was a scholar at the Univer sity. My road was not smooth. 1 had many trials; but I had a counsellor. Francois, my foster sister, cams not once, but often, from far away in the provinces, to comfort and sheer me. I loved her as if she had been a slater of my bleed. During her last visit, a terrible cir cumstance occurred. I lost a valuable dia mond snuff- box. I spoke loudly of my loss, and every place was searched. "Tbe diamond snuff-box was found." “One of the people of the Court discovered it hidden in the paillasse of the bed in which Praneois, my foster sister, slept," A general movement of interest showed itself _ No one ruins himself by givit|g away from benevolent motives, while thoBsnuds rain themselves every year by dissinjMn and selfish extravagances. A new qniil source of peace and satisfaction grows ufon tbe man, wbo, in yonth. has learned conscientiously to devote a part of what he possesses to relieve the wants of those mom needy than hinisolf. It becomes a motiy^L industry, and exertion, and pru dence, anTferethnught, and economy, that is almost detain to save him from embarrass ment. i 1 " The met who be* something to give away is not veje anxious about himseif. and thus he is savedLfroro ell inward eorrodinga, tbai j wear out liJT faster than all else. Cneerful ] himself, he makes others oheertul, wins friends and receivej happiness from those he hesmeue I happy. It may ha asked, perhaps, if this very be nevolence <1 dispisition does not, however. , inflict its own cares and sorrows. Doubtless it does. Ip a world so full of sin end of anr- row ai thb. it becomes at least comprehensible bow that One. who, above all others, went about doifig good, waa alao above el) others, the M«n of Borrows. Even Confucius retired heart brfii'Ri from the C*mrt of Chine, be- eeuse he could effect so little for the good of others. It Miss Night ngale mev shorten her days by attending otftthe sick, lint few suffer thus, and those favored few become the wonder and loved ones of ages, the life of millions. Usually the utmost effect of this benevolence is so to vary as to swistsn ths whole cup of lift, end give new joys over good accomplished, end e setue of power end achievement that relievesmonotony ss it elevate* the -There i* a saeredneea in teara. Tears. They are not the mark of weakna-a. but of They are messages of overwhelming [pewer ;rief, of deep contrition, ef unspeakable love. If there ia wanting any argument to prove [that man was net mortal. I would look for it I in the strong convulsive emotion of the breast, when the soul has been agitated, when tbe fountains of feeling are rising, and when tears are gu-hing forth in crystal streams. Oh, [ speak not harshly of ths stricken one weeping n silence! Bresk not the solemnity by rude ■aught r or intrusive footsteps. Despise net woman’s tearswthsy ars what make her n an gel. Scoff not if the stern heart ef manhood I’tioMOTiojt IN TU- ,-..vr —Chief Csrper- •r c-tortious, ol the Chariest ou Navy Yard, iw been promoted to the position of cotisiruo- or in the Navy, aud I.as beeu ordered to San ‘ranctaco, California. ^ Hark, the can ana! See two armies In a hell of haired blending. And above two other armies. Like tho ones below contending! Momently the nndeT armies Leaser—leeaer—leeeer glowing! Momently the upper armies Larger—largsr—larger growing! These ara men on earth at battle: Who are those above contending? Horror !—angry ghoHe, with enfant. In a hell of hatred blending ! -Momently more ghosts an springing From earth’s hosts in belli* felling: Now the last red swords are broken I Trump* U> trump* do more are celling. Bet ebon the ffght still nges ! Lo. th* ghastly whits array Is a gnat wide whirl ot hatred Henry IV. b- ing told by his gsnlensr that h ere wens ewral spot sat Kulitaiueiiienu when io!king would gr»w, requ*-s<ed him t-> plant a •«d of attorney, for they would fiounsu any where. ia the saloon of Madame de Haoqueville. The Pnsident de Page paused. The recital evidently pained him. “Francois, my foster sister, the fresh-cheek ed peasant of Monteran ; she wbo had trudged wearily through frost and snow to come and throw herself upen my neck upon ths steps of tboSorbonne; Francois, whoso skin was soft as velvet, and her eyes so tender and li Ting.” Ths Marquis took a pinch of snuff, but I saw the snuff upon tlie ground. “They dragged her before the judges. I wished to excuse myself, but they forced me ta preside. They pretended ironically to n- pose the highest confidence in my natural im partiality. My enemies rejoiced, end Ihe pop ulace threatened to stone me when it was known that I had ordered ” Hers M. de Page was silent. You could bear nothing but the crackling of the fire, and tbe oscillations of ths pendulum. Tbe pictures upon the walls were noisier then the guests at that moment is sometimes melted into sympathetic leers; ■hey are whet help to elersl* him shore the brute. 1 love to see tears of affection. They Mr. Darley, ths electrician of tbe Atlantic ’able, has come to America, to resusciate the 'able, if possible. The Nvw York Dupatck aaye that two of the lapaneoe embassadors are members of the Ms- •onis order, and thsi Masonry exists iu the Japanese empire to a considerable extent. Mr. J. Lathrop Motley, tbe Americas histo rian of tho Dutch Republic, reoeiva I the de gree of D. C. L from the Universitp of Oxford a the late commencement. Among tbt other recipients of the honor were lewd Brougham and CaptainiSir F. L. McClintoek. Mr. John Ninlnger, a native of Baltimore, hut now a resident of Havana, and consul tor ho kingdom of Sweden and Norway, has bod conferred upon him by tho King of theca ua- ioas the title of gentleman or member of tho { ancient and noble order of Ware. Resolutions taken without thought, bring disasters without remedy. , Michelet, the Frenoh author, asserts that “every folly of woman is bora of tho stnptdity of man.” “Do you see anything ridiculous in this wig ?’’ asked Briefless. "Nothing but the hssd," was the reply. Why are author* who troet about physiog nomy liko soldiors ? Because they writ* shout Aw