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B, F. WHITE Jk CO., Proprietors. VOLUME 1 t£l)c €utl)bcvt Hcportcr IS PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY T H BYRD & R. H. WHITE. Terms of Subscription The Cutlibort Reporter is puMiahed at TWO POT.- I.AR' 1 per annum, in advance; • 'ne Dollar for Six Months, and Sixty C nts lor Three Months. ed to unless accompanied with the money, or a satisfac lory reference Rates of Advertising. General Advertisements will be inserted at SI per square of 12 lines or less, for the first insertion, and . ll'y rents for ton'll subsequent insertion. Professions I Cards, not exreediug ten lines, will be inserted at StO a year. Announcement of candidates for office So, to be paid in advance. Warriaaes and Deaths inserted gratuitously. 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Notices for the sale nfpemnyal property must be given in like manner ten days previous to sale day. Notices to debtors and creditors of an estate ii,nst he. published forty days. Notice that application will be made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sell Land or Ne groes, must be published for two months Citation- f.r Letters of Administration, Guar dianship. &e , must be published thirty nays— for Hismissi u from Administration, mo llilv, six months—for Dismission from Guardianship, forty days. Rules for foreclosure of Mortgage most be published monthly for four months; for establish ing lost pipers, f.r the full space of three months; for compelling titles from Executors or Administrators, where bond lots been given by (lie deceased, to be published the full space of three months. ■—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