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Sales of Lands ami Negroes by Atlministrn
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■—if it- - - —— /nnwHssmw-.
Qumorous.
•I>o you see anything ridiculous in this
wig?’ said a brother to Judge Curran.
‘Nothing but the bead,’ he replied.
A person was boasting that he
liutl sprung from a high family in Ireland
“Ye*,’’ said a bystander, “1 hav
seen some of the family so high that their
feet could not touch the ground.”
“ Is that dog of yours a cross
treed?” asked a gentleman of a canine
V tiller.
“No, sir,” was the reply; “his mo
ther was a gentle, affectionate cretur.”
I he man left.
CaT’ A person having ihe misfortune to
admit into his house an individual of very
improper character, named Beil, turned
him out, with the remark
“ That he would never keep a bel! in
his house that wanted hanging.’’
BgS“ “ Why don’t you send your boy to
school ?’’ asked a neighbor of an old lady.
“ What’s the use on’t eh ?’’ returned
the old lady. “ I gave my first boy a
good education, end as soon as lie got it
he died ; and so that ere was time and
money thrown away.”
Exceedingly modest young lady—
“ Isn't this a very pretty baby, Mr B ?’’
Brown —“Yes, my dear ; is it a boy
or a girl ?”
Young lady—“ It belongs to the female
persuasion, sir.”
At the close of a temperance
meeting in Paris, Canada West, a person
solicited a beautiful young lady to append
her name to the pledge, Maying,
“ Will you give me your name, miss ?”
“.No, sir,” was the quick reply ; ”1
have promised my name to another gen
tleman.’*
First class in National Philosophy,
stand up. \\ hat's attraction ?
“ Please sir, 1 know—the look that a
gal gives her lover.”
Bight Now tell me what inertia is.
“ Inertia, sir, is a desire to remain
where you are ; a feeliug a piece of cali
co experiences when leaning against a ca
nary colored vest.’’
Right again. Cull the next class.
I
Stref.t Colloquy.—“ Good morning,
Mr. Smith ; on the sick list to day ?’’
“ Yes, sir ; got ihe ague.’’
“ Do you ever shake ?”
“ \ es, shake like thunder.”
“ “ hen do you shake again ?”
“Can’t say when ; shake every day.—
Why do you ask ?”
“ Oh, nothing in particular ; only I
thought if you shook bad, Id like to stand
by and see if you coulu not shake the fif
teen dollars out of your pocket which
you owed me so long.’’
Mr. Smith sloped.
(Original.
Written for the Reporter*
Friendship.
“ Nil ego eonttilerim sunns amicus.'’
A benificent Providence has so consti
tuted man, that a disposition to cordial
intercourse forms an element of his con
stitution, and is unquestionably one of
the most choice blessings conferred on
humanity. Few persons have ever be
come so soured in their disposition, or so
misanthropic, as to be totally insensible
to the kindlier emotions of esteeem and
friendship ; for if anything can add one
charm to existence, or can awaken one
pleasant emotion in a generous bosom—
shed one beam of joy to cheer life’s lone
pilgrimage, and render supportable the
many “ills that flesh is heir to,” ’Lis
Friendship ; not that fawning sycophan
cy which dances attendance in the bright,
sunshine of prosperity not that stupid
admiration which is
“ ('might by 1 1ie wafturo of a golden lure,
Or fascination of n high born smile.”
nor yet that dignified protection which
the patron deigns to bestow upon the
client, but a nobler, holier tie, which
unites in strongest sympathy, congenial
spirits—a tie which prosperity may indeed
strengthen, but which adversity cannot
sever.
Genuine friendship is a plant which
sometimes blooms in the gardens ol plea
sure—is often fanned by gentle winds and
sighing zephyrs, and refreshed by the ge
nial showers and pearly dews ; but it
flourishes in its native beauty only upon
the rugged cliff where the wild spray
dashes, and the fierce hurricane blows—
where the bleak vinds of adversity beat
upon the soul, and the desolating waves
of misfortune well nigh overwhelms ns—
’Tis then it becomes a giant tree, strikes
deep its roots, spreads wide its branches,
and entwines its tendrils around the suf.
serer, affording relief, shelter and protec
tion.
Friendship—’tis a mild star, which,
i amid the clouds and storms of lift;, beams
with unsullied radiance, and pours into
the afflicted bosom consolation, hope and
joy. Let sullen misanthropy hawk and
| sneer at each endearing relation ; let the
| cynic snap and snarl at, the perversity of
human nature, and mingle his portions of
vinegar and wormwood for all around
him ; let the poet sing iu his softest,
sweetest strains,
What is Friendship, but a name ?
A charm, that lulls to sleep
A shale, that follows wealth and fame,
And leaves the wreck to weep*
still will I cherish with deepest regard, a
true and faithful friend. Though one
I whom I fondly pressed to my bosom may
| have sought that sacred shrine but to
! destroy its secrets, and another whom I
loved with purest devotion may have
turned coldly away in time of grateful
need, still will I seek others in whom I
may confide, and nothing shall deprive
me of pleasure’s feast. Perfection is not
found on earth. Experience daily teach
es the faithfulness of the adage—“ To
err, is human.” And
“Constancy dwells in realm- above.”
NED LORN.
Cuthbert, Aug. 1856.
Divil of a Felly.— A verdant Irish
girl, just arrived, was sent to an Intelli
gence Office by the Commissioner of Em
igration, to find a place of service. She
was sent to a restaurant, where “stout
help’’ was wanted and while in conversa
tion with the proprietor, he took occasion
to light a cigar by igniting a match on
the sole of his boot. As soon as the girl
saw this, she ran away half frightened to
death, and when she reached the Office,
she was almost breathless.
“ Why, what is the matter with you ?’’
said the proprietor, seeing her rush in such
confusion.
“ Oeh ! sure, sir, but yee3 sint me to
the ould divil himsilf in human form.”
“ What do you mean—has he dared to
insult a help from my office ?’’ inquired
the man.
“Yis, sir—he's the divil,” returned
the girl.
“ v\ hat did he do to you ?—tell me
and I’ll fix him for it,” said he, quite ex
asperated.
“ Why, sir, whilst I was talking to him
about the wages, he turned up the bot
tom of his fut, and wid a splinter in his
fingers, sur, he just gave a strike and the
tire flew out of his fut, and burned a stick
j and he lighted his segar wid it, right afore
imy own face. He’s the divil, sur.” |
CUTIIIJERT, GA., SATURDAY, AUGUST 0,
iilisccllancous.
From ilit* Huston Olive Brunch.
The Last of Love.
BY FANNY FERN.
“For charity’s sake, take me in,” said
the lively little Mrs. Gray, with a look
of mock distress, as she peeped her bright
face into my room. “If you’ll credit, my
husband hasn’t spoken a half a dozen con
secutive words siiee tea-time ; and 1 am
quite undecided whether to request to
have the roof raised, so that I can breathe
freer, or to go into a violent fit of liyster
ies.” Matty,” said she, with a ludicrou
sly solemn air, “1 shouldn’t he surprised
if I married the wrong inm ! Now, Ed
ward is one of the best creatures in the
world'; there, that’s just it, so id she,
jumping up, “he’s too good I can’t think
of a fault he has ; he’s awfully correct —
a living reproof to me. Do compassion
ate me, Matty—l have what the old la
dies call a model husband Now, isn’t
it a pity that goodness and stupidity gen
erally go together ?” said she, laughing.
“Ned, is so matter-of-fact. Now, it I’m
reading a book, and conic across a pass
age that delights me, 1 always want to
put my arms round the author’s neck, and
kiss aim. Well, I read it to Ned, and lie
says, quietly, (without looking up from
his newspaper)— “Yes, it is pretty good.’
Oh dear ! he never gets tip enthusiasm
about anything. He lacks feeling ! It’s
really pitiable, Matty ;” (throwing her
self on the sofa with a suppressed yawn.)
“All isn’t gold that glitters, Mary, and
there are gems, too, of who e value the
possessor is oft times ignorant These
butterflies that dazzle in society arc most
ly mere moths at home. Abroad they
are elegant, refined, polished paint, grace
ful, full of repartee and wit; but by their
own heartiest ncs si lent, iroedy, selfish,
exacting and uninteresting. You'd ne
ver recognize them ! You re nember Vi
vian— ? Well, that’s his men al daguer
reotype ; iu private lie’s the most unlov
able of mortals ”
“Weil, the world’s a humbug, then,’
said Mary, “or I’m one of if. re-tless, dis
sati lied ones; and by the wav, Malty,
how come you tube an old maid ?”
“Simply because yon appropriated flic
only man l ev r wanted to your.-elf,” was
Mat ty’s quiet roj ly.
The blood rushed to Mary’s temples :
she was by Matty’s side iu an instant,
urging her to “lull confession ”
“Ah, 1 see, my litt'e lady, your heart
is in the right place, after all, else you
wouldn’t be jealous - I’ve great hopes of
you ! “Blessings often brighten” when
we imagine they are. ‘about to take (light!
Your husband never spoke a word of love
to me in his i —I only wish lie had ! I
shan’t enjoin sicrecy upon you as to my
preference, bei a ise I know how to value
Edward. A few more years over your
sunny head, and a little more experience
of the world, and you’d not barter him
for the most brilliant idol your imagina
tion ever set up for your heart to wor
ship.”
That and iy was nearer than Matty pro
phesied ! Mary sh rtiy after was taken
dangerously ill. For weeks she balanced
between file and death. Whose suppli
cating eye sought the physician’s with
such fearful anxiety ? whose hand, with
more than a woman’s tenderness smooth
| ed her pdlow, and shaded the light from
her celling eye-balls ? who, with uplight
ed finger, crept softly about the house,
hushing every noisy footfall ? who sur
rounded her with every comfort and lux
ury that affection could think of, or mo
ney .(hardly earned) could procure?—
Who, when wearied with business cares,
still kept tireless vigil, till the stars faded
away at the bedside of th,e poor sufferer ?
Who grasped the physician’s hand, say
ing, “Save her ! It is life or death with
me, as well us Mary !” Who, but the
“matter-of-fact’ 1 Edward ?
One day, after Mary was convalescent,
1 called to see her. She was locking ve
ry lovely, though pale and wasted.—
“Thank God you are spared to us,” said
I, touching my lips to her forehead
“After Him, thank my husband,” said
Mary, with eyes liquid with feeling. ‘ln
•this sick room 1 have leaeued a iesson I
shall never forget. Oh, Matty ! there
may he deep, strung words in the heart,
which deeds, not words, are the interpre
ter. Rlcase God to spare my file, my
poor love shall be his reward for this !”
Mary kept her word.
Wedding Ring. —The singular custom
of wearing wedding rings, appears to have
taken its rise among the Romans. Be
fore the celebration of their nuptials,
there was a meeting of friends at the
house of the lady’s father, to settle the
articles of the marriage contract, when it
was agreed that the dowry should be paid
down on the wedding day, or soon after.
On this occasion there was commonly a
feast, at the conclusion of which, the man
gave to the woman a ring as a pledge,
which she put on the fourth finger of her
left hand, because it was believed that an
artery reached from thence to her heart,
and a day was then fixed for the marriage.
NO PROSCRIPTION FOR OPINIONS’ SAKE.
Some Slinking.
The type of chills and fevers in Anne
Arundel county, Mil., is of rather a Vio
lent nature. An editor of that section
speaks of a visit lie had the other day,
from rather a queer genius, named Tom,
when the following dialogue ensued :
“How do you do, old fellow ?”
“Hullo, Tom,” said we, “where have
you been so long
“Why, sir, 1 have been down on Se
vern river, in Anne Arundel county, ta
king Shanghai notes on the ch 11s and fe
ver. 1 ’
“Alt, indeed,” said we, “are they very
bad down these ?”
“Knilier bad,’said Tom, dryly. “There
is one place where they have been living
to build a brick bouse for eight, weeks
well, the other day, as the hands were
getting iij) the bricks, preparatory to fin
ishinjr it, they were taken with a chill,
and shook the whole building completely
down, and kept on shaking till the bricks
were dust of the finest quality ! Just at
this juncture, the chills came on with re
newed force, and they commenced shak
ing up the dust with such a gusto that
they wore entirely obscured for two hours,
and the people of the neighborhood tlio’t
the sun was eclipsed ’’ ‘ *
“Can’t believe anything iike that,
Tom.”
“It’s a fact !” said Tom, and resumed:
“There’s a farmer down there, who,
iu apple picking season, hauls his niggers
out to the orchard, and sets one up a
gainst each tree. In a short time the
chill comes on, and every apple in
the odiard is shaken off the trees on the
ground.”
“Incredible?” said we, holding our
sides with both hands
“Fact,” said Tom, “they keep a man
along side of each negro, to take him a
way as soon as the fruit is off,for fear he
will shake the tree down.”
Tom continued : “.Mr. S , a friend
of mine, and a house carpenter, were en
gaged a few days ago iu covering tlm roof
of a house with shingles. Justus lie was
“finishing,” the chi 1 came on, and lie
shook every shingle off the roof. Some
of them are supposed to bo flying about
yet.
“Another gentleman near the same
place was taken with a chill the other
day at dinner, and shook h's knife and fork
down his throat, besides breaking all the
crockery ware on the table, llis Idle
■son, who was sitting at the table, at the
same time, was taken with a chill and
shook all the buttons off liis inexpressi
bles, and then shook himself clear of
them !”
We then prevailed on Torn to desist,
who did so, with the understanding that
he was to give us the balance at some fu
ture time.
Persons who think of emigrating to
Anne Arundel county, will please take
notice.
A little town in the glorious State
of Kentucky passed an ordinance, last
year, forbidding taverns to sell liquor on
Sunday to any body, except travelers. —
This law, of course, was a serious incon
venience to those young men who were
powerful fond of gulping mint juleps and
taking their ease on the day of rest. So
they forthwith called a meeting, and ap
pointed a committee to devise ways and
means by which they could procure a lit
tle of the “ardent” on the Sabbath.—
After holding three or four serious, pain
ful and doubtful consultations, a brilliant
idea struck them, and they returned with
a favorable report, to the great satisfac
tion of the “ Free and Easy Club.”—
The next Sunday all the young men
about the place were seen marching into
town with a bundle in one hand and a
carpet-hair in the other, and before ten
o’clock that night the boys were ou a reg
ular bender.
Good Shooting. -—The South Western
Independent, published at Eaycttville,
Arkansas, is responsible for the follow
ing :
Ben Calakcr was describing, the other
day, to Tip Oustott the skill of a sports
man in Mississippi, with the shot gun.
“ Why,’’ said he, “ I have seen him
take two partridges and let them both
go, one in front and the other behind
him ; and lie would fire and kill the one !
in front, and then whirl and kill the oth
er !”
Did ho have a double barrel gun ?”
enquired l ip.
“ Os course he did !”
“ Well, but,” s iid Tip, “ I can beat
that—l saw a man do the same thing
with a single barrel.’’
A cracked brained man, who was sligh
ted by females, very modestly asked a
young lady if she would let him spend the .
evening with her.
“No,” she angrily replied, “that's what
1 won’t ”
“Why,”he replied, “you needn’t be so
fussy ; I don’t mean this evening, but
some stormy one, when I can’t go any
where else!”
• Summer I'lrcuiitions,
The Philadelphia North American has
a timely and excellent article in regard to
the precautions that should ho observed
during the summer in every household
We quote the following as worthy of spe
cial consideration :
“ In thj^mutter of cleanliness and cool
ness, too much laving, drenching, and bn
midp: of the house and courts is ‘'not
gnom* And in treating children, among
whom, just now, there is a great njorudl
fy, much benefit will result, from using a
damp towel, moistened with I lav-water,
or even alcohol, or whiskey, or nitre, in
lieu of too frequent bathing. Too much
water to the surface of the body Tbwfcfs
the strength, and weakens, instead of
bracing t lie skin for the performance of
its most important functions. Bread and
lresh meat arc the best sources of nour
ishment. Soups, fries, and greasy stews
impose too much labor upon the digestive
organs. Those who do take such things
should use some form of pepper, either
the common black, the Chili, Cayenne,
or pungent sauces. The inhabitants of
the tropics consume such stimulants free
ly. But whatever diet is followed, we
must be careful not to overload the stom
ach, or to drench it with fluids. Reason
able care of ourselves, and a little self
denial, would very much lessen the dis
comforts of summer, and insure health.’’
Young Amehica. —“Robert,” said an
indulgent mother to a youngster of nine,
who was amusing himself in tiic corner
with pulling the tail of a respectable tab
by-cat, with utmost force of feline lungs
was expressing her indignation at such
‘unfeeling’ treatment ; ‘Robert, what
would you like to have me buy you for a
New Year’s present ? Slmll it ho a top?’
‘A top ! No, I’m too old for tops,’was
the reply.
‘Then perhaps you would l.ke a sled or
a pair of skates ?’
‘No, 1 don't want them ’
‘MmI! I gel, you how and arrows, or a
1 picture book, or what would you hke
best ?’
‘Old lnily,’ said Robert, rising with
l dignity, ‘respect the feelings of a gentle
mum and do not aggravate me farther ;
keep your hows and arrows mid picture,
books lor them t hat like ’em. If you
want to know what / Would like, ] vv 1
tell you —a box tj cigars and a shawl!’
His mother fainted with surprise, and
when she recovered, expressed the con
vict on that Robert was the forwurde.it
hoy ol his age she knew of, and she was
quite sure he would make a great orator
some of these days. She thought proper
to deny him the cigars, but as for the
shawl—perhaps you have seen a figure of
three (eet ol’ under, promenading Broad
way or Chestnut street within the past
week, closely enveloped in a thick grey
shawl. Well, that’s Robert
,
Women and Pokfoises.—Well, it’s
the natur’ of porpoises, when a slitv qittc
gets wounded, that all the porpoises race
right arler her, and elnise her to death.
They show her no mercy ; human natur’
is the same as fish natur’ in this partieu-,
lar, and is as scaly, too. When a woman
gets a wound from an arrow, shot out by
scandal, or envy, or malice, or falsehood,
for not keepin’ her eye on the compass,
and shapin’ her course as she ought to,
men, women, boys, parsons, and their tea
goiu’, gossippiu’ wives, pious gals, and
prim old mails, all start out in full cry,
like a pack of blood hounds, arter her,
and tear her to pieces ; and if she earths,
and lias the luck to get safe into a hole
first, they howl and yell round it every
time she shows her nose, like so many
imps of darkness. It’s the race of chari
ty to see which long legged, billious-look
iu’ critter can He in at the death first in a
fox hunt. They turn up the whites of
their eyes, like ducks iu thunder; it’s so
wicked ; but a gal hunt they love dear
ly—it’s servin’ the Lord.— Sum Slick.
A good story is told of a country youth,
who, upon hearing the minister of his
church invite “those wishing to be united
in the holy bands of wedlock,’’ to come
forward, stepped up to the altar, and
after waiting for some time, was asked
where the lady was.
“I’m sure 1 don’t know, said he; “I
thought you were to furnish one, from
your invitation.”
‘Sal,’ cried a girl, looking out at the
upper story of a small grocery, addressing
another girl, who was trying to enter at
the front door, ‘we’ve all been to camp
meeting and been converted ; so, when
you wuut milk on Sunday, you’ll have to
come iu the back way.’
The Law of storms. —The man who,
when there is a domestic storm, steps in
between man and wife, is as bad as he
who, when it is raining violently, walks
between two dripping umbrellas, for he
gets protected neither by the one nor the
oilier, bat on the contrary catches it from
both sides.
BYRD & WHITE, Publisher?.
Abu nloto of Mr. Webster.
A Boston cor.espondent of the New
York Journal of Commerce furnishes an
other anecdote of Mr. Webster, which is
worth repealing. Soon after Mr. Web
ster removed to Marshfield, Cnpt. Thom
as, a great admirer of Webster, both be
fore and after he knew him personally,
had read the great speech of llttync, in
the Boston Sentinel, a paper that he sub
scribed for, not w ithout asking Mr. Web
ster what paper he had better take.—
Captain Thomas regarded the great
speech of llayne as unanswerable. He
was gloomy and quite sick at heart about
it . He took his it oin, and even went to
bed. In a day or two, the mail brought
along another Boston semi-weekly Senti
nel 11 contained a report of Mr. Web
ster’s speech in reply to llayne. It was
carried to the chamber of Captain Thom
as was scarcely aroused by it. He was
not. believing, but faithless lie said—
“llayne cannot be answered ; it is no use
to think of it.” The newspaper was left,
and the bearer took his leave Soon a
joyful noise was heard in the chamber of
Captain Tin mas. The sick man had
read the speech of Webster, was cured,
and cried, at the top of his voice—“ Bring
me my boots !”
Influence of Love —lt is this pas
sion, dawing iu the sedfcon of buttercups,
which gives new life to the heart of the
most timid creature ; works a change iu
the attitude and habit of the most coura
ireous and tiie most retiring ; .gives the
quadruped his brightest plumage ; makes
the creatures which before was startled
at the falling of a leaf, or the dancing of
its own shadow, energentic, alio tionate
and fearless ; brings out the highest ca-
I liabilities of the meanest and most despis
ed ; and makes even a sparrow musical.
’ There is the bony lark, dweller on the
brown earth, companion of the daisy—a|
little tawny bird, shy and crouching
thc dust. Love lifts him up into the bjw ;
heaven to beat his wings a; ai ist jlSe
morning star, and dr wn the voices o£ip
gels with his torrent of song— K* •
Seeming to rain down music from Inn wings,
And Gallic llis plumage in from of ligijt.
It carries tun on the wing of a passiou in-*
to . ‘ ‘
the abyss s dim OfS'*’
Ofloniust space, iu whose dee|^jifega|
buns and Ilnur Inighlest hrcmjs swim ;
and makes him the coiiupdoiefl of the sun
shine and I lie amber ‘all ibe while
warbling to his sits brood
ing and listening unfertile shelter of the
bents. - Utbbird s Sf Bay Leaves
Traits of Ciifkacter.- Many people
are nn bio to c<suprebcnd4she intimate
relations ixiMin-between the ideal and
the poetical —to appreciate the beauty
and harmony that ilieir united influence
gives to our caKtcucto., ./j hat life sennas
nearest pc rfecthlff Which is neither a me’ro
dreamer nor a mere worker—which can
“ uilin't up, on wings like eagles,” drink
inairtu ftejjli hope and courage with cvciy
IniaijA and gaiffiog strength in those
purci regions, a loftier flight; uud
.yet, if occasion require, can descend to
rtanh again, and give its attention to such
vulgar things as dollars and cents, tin
pans and potatoes. Lut half the world
do not believe iu the possibility of a union
of souls, of apparently dissimilar qualities.
1 1 was a profound observation of Dr.
Chalmers, that the greatest characters
known in history are those who have
combined, in harmonious proportion, the
most opposite and seemingly incompatible
traits.
A Wife. —A wife should lie “a crown
toiler husband—her children its jewels.
Her virtue should be his pride and plea
sure, not his pain and punishment; but
virtue in a wife is not the only tiling ne
cessary to make a husband happy ; there
are other qualities —temper, cheerfulness,
patience, forbearance —all essential.—
Her nature should soften the sternness of
his, where it is stern —not stubbornly re
sist where it is gentle Her hand should
gently detain him when lie would take the
wrong path—not rudely pull him back
when he has made choice of the right.—
Her children should be as the apples of
his eyes, the wine and honey of his heart,
the grace and ornament of his house
T hey should be to him as the second
spring of his own youth—the pride of his
summer, the fruitfulness of his autumn
and light and warmth of the winter of his
manhood. Such are the qualities of a
wife.
Berkley, in his “Utopia,” describes
lovers as declaring their passion by pre
senting to the fair-beloved a rosebud, just
beginning to open ; if the lady accepted
and wore the bud, she was supposed to
favor his pretensions. As time increased
the lover’s affections, lie followed up the
-first present‘d- that of a half-blown rose,
which was again succeeded by one full
blown ; and if the lady wore this last, she
was considered as engaged for life.
True love, like the eye, can bear no flaw.
KIIIBER
