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L n, f (iwgi;iCeItgra]}| B y JOSEPH OLISBY. ^Uvml-IIereafter the price of this Paper will T?.5o dollars per annum, if paid in advance, m »“JJjj »o the office before the expiration of the '''Nation year. If left to be applied for by the di*f*?5r or bis Agent, Ttco Dollars and a Halj fi^L-tiired in every oase, without exception, to rtf 1 forges and commissi ons. borders for the TemoiijOT to new aubscribers IjJbe accompanied with Cash. ^.jpondents should bo particular to direct in \*i}toro’o Telegraph.” Persons writing to the fw' n(t j' e Xelegraph" in Macon, should so write. way, o»/y, will the letters designed for the ‘’.U-tivc offices, go directly to their place ofdcs- VOL. XXXII. MACON, TUESDAY MORNING, JUNE 1, 1858. NO. 37. Sttei&w am ADVeRTisE^EXTsattherf-ularcliarge willbe One Dollar per square of 10 lines or less, for the first in - sertion.and Fifty Cents for'each subsequent inser tion. All advertisements not specified as 1o time, will be published until forbid and charged accord ingly Obituary Notices not exceeding ten lines, will be published gratis ; but cash at the rate of One Dol lar for every ten manuscript ines exceeding that number, must accompany all longer notices, or th ey will be cut short. Es?*Tlie Telxgraph goes to press at 3 o’clock, Monday Evenings. Advertisers will oblige by hand ingin their favors, as early as Saturday, if possi ble Spirit-Flowers. BY C. D. STUART. 1 rcaac child stood by its mother’s side, Watching the shining mold ■Va crave, fresh scooped from old grave dust, o y , aextoa grey and old; .. j -why do they bury us, mother dear, pown m the earth so cold ?” Of >,;kcd, as she gazed at the grave fresh scooped ' Kytbe sexton grey and old. -pe earth is not cold, my darling child,” the mother said; -I;. bosom is warm, and to sleep and rest. Gently we bury the dead; w bosom is warm, my darling child, to,I under the .ran and shower, iy soul will rile from its quiet sleep, ' l beautiful hr:; or Lower. jtd angels will bear it up, my child, l,io the heaven above, o r again to droop or die, ' pat bloom in the light of love; r. f ‘un'a warm rays at d the shining dew, "lie shapes of t o angel band fbii, sent to gather the spirit flowers, l),tr the grave turf stand.” ud silent, the young child answered not, But knew, from that blessed honr, why she had gaaed and wondered so much it every beautiftl! flower; yvtn in after years, the breath ' of the flowers was sweeter far ; led up to the Spirit-land, ‘ o«r the shining alar I DIE NEW SOULOF JOHN MARKHAM ,T THE AUTHOR OF THE "IIASIIEESI! EATER.” FirTF.K.’v years had rolled away since last! in the market place of the city of Hart I left it when the turf was green, and -v tbiusbes was making music in the elms - ttnrf was green, the birds were singing now. : jjtr a staid man in black go by, gravely, to the children, and knew he was the ^t el clergyman, but not the one I left there. r f(T * were countrymen standing by their carts ;;Le market; women chaffering with penny- i. ::b purchasers in the stalls; carriages driv- .. in the streets, filled with ladies on an air- 7. from the watering place near by; old men ^ young men, women and girls—the manner -• i;te was even as when I left it; the forms, if :ice* of that once familiar life were forever Ah! fifteen years make great differences j i returning man. Wherever he may have j them—in a home as cheerful as the one Oiadoned. amidst the caresses of the beloved, aminded by pleasant prospects, fondled by ..perity—if he will go back to the old place, him remember that a chilly pain in the ttiti awaits him there, when he shall see it trees and houses and the very street stones at, but the living pass and are forgotten. But when a man has spent his absence as I jat mine—for I had not been on the conti- ct, listening now to Rose Cheric, now to Thal- sr, now to the cathedral cadences of Velino, are the floods break from his resounding wonder the ever-blue arch of the Italian sky; ad not been wafted to the Upper Cataracts, cbed in the nepenthe of that air which lulls ilowadji; I had not bcenliving with friends a shoulder to shoulder, worked with me :?iully in the daytime, or welcomed me at ;:t to a glowing household hearth in a room ire my children sat upon my knee, where • rosy firelight danced with the shadow on mil, where a woman beloved hushed down hsiuess echoes in my heart with a rich old -ii, in a soft, young voice. ionotfiftftn rail Tip tltne* fiftoon tielnncboly, maddening ghosts. But when the music with which they stalk into my :^bt* is such at this: A monotonous sound naimers—clink, clink, clink—aways in the remeasure, and broken only by the fall of ,:e fragments: a heavy clang of iron doors ratasly Bhut to in reverberating corridors, i nothing but my own breathing, my own :be coming afterward; for I rpent my fifteen urs in prison. l)o you ask how I came there ? The story vi a iong one. I was a junior partner in s banking house of my elder brother near Word. One evening about nine o'clock, as »w leaving the steps of my lodging, a heavy nd fell upon my shoulder, and I turned to tt i sheriffs officer, with his assistant, stand- l; dote to me. On the opposite side of the awt the light shone merrily from the window i the troman I loved. I was on my way to »*« her invitation, and felt, as every true nafeels on such an errand, gentle towards all amity. So I did not roughly push aside it interloper’s hand, as ordinarily I would ait done, but quietly moved out from under i ud said “My man, there is some mistake, 1st. You have taken the wrong person.” Any one who knpws what it is to lose so snpletely, in a fearful dream, the self-posscs- k* on which he would steady himself, that he fu bo longer say, “This is only a dream, kt begins to know that it is actual, will ren- -ttbow the awful truth broke ou me in an ra- s °t »s the officer answered— "That won’t do; you are John Markham, - Hartford. In the name of the Conunon- '•-ih, I arrest you for forgery.” Just then, stbc opposite side of the street, the curtain •ttt down at tho window, and, knowing 1 ®J soul that it dropped forever between •• tad the one being who in her heart held - things for which I lived, I felt a quick ■ - chuiider run through me, and my knees ^ tc together like a coward’s- I said P° morc * *ent with my captor. first night in jail! Ah* that was tern- *! The clammy, echoing stones of the floor Jo which I paced in tho darkness did not ^ ate by their hardness. The foul coarse - ’ on which, at intervals, I threw myself bewildered weariness, did not chafe me ytfscoflin narrowness. I was beyond hurt Jssach things; for, in the five minutes be- ■■ (ta my lodgings and my cell, I had become that I was brought to a position whose ■.■■ate awfulness could not be equalled by Jjihiag else on earth. (Quicker by far than lEta *rite, yet in this channel had my thoughts brother, three days ago, gave me in pri- v 'iheavy draft, to be collected at another .‘‘‘tog-house, drawn in his favor by one of ? c itresDondents, and endorsed by another, ‘'sunnier that he looked restless when he t* 1 'it to me; that he hurried from the room i^ely afterward. I presented the draft; ['Waved tho money; it was put into his *>•; the books which I keep bear no ac- : -i ofit. Ho forged the paper—I nrn the ^Wed one. I have no means of proving ^nce. unless, perhaps, by proving his That, most likely, is impossible. 4* 3 r *ie, what a terrible step for a man to take gat hi* dead mother’s only other child! has a lovely wife whom it would slay. 2 1 have; oh God! shut out the im- -."jfrom me!—I must not sec it; I shall go i tb*» groove my thoughts rolled back and ••“ard through the night. Facing this altcr- 1 atood till the day of my trial—just j*r tuc >nth. My brother came often to see me; Kj^hed tears and embraces on ine ; he re- , for me the best of counsel—yet be nl- I s *e»aaed like one in tho delirium of a fever, ' (v *r, just as the turnkey swung back the ’ *’.v door to let him out, he would stop for a trembling and with his lips half open- j, if about to say something more to me— l o» *' lllou t meeting my eye, he would rush we cell. Suffering as I was—suffering wore, as I was about to be, from the c<5n- 1 of his sin—I could pity him deeply, -rbear with the cowardice which could *»; fori knew how priceless liberty to a man who, losing it, leaves his other soul in that most heart-broken of all widowhood—the widowhood of a convict’s wife. She whom I loved visited me many times always bringing me sweet messages in her pre' sence from the birds, and the flowers, and the freesky outside—always talking with a voice intensely sustained into cheerfulness of my ac. quittal, and restoration to our old hopes. ] told her I was innocent, and she believed me I could not tell her who was guilty. My trial came on. I need not pain myself with a long recital of the thronged court, the weary questionings and cross-questionings, the audible silence of the crowd when the pleas were made, and then the moment whose shadow fell upon me when the foreman solemnly said “guilty”—that other moment when I was con demned to the awful alienage of prison for the fifteen years to come. Then I parted from home and friends. My brother did not bid me good-by; he lay sick of a raging fever, on whose chances hung life. But she—the holy, the heroic—had borne all things and came to sec me go. She clasped my manacled hands in her own, she pressed one long, last kiss upon the convict’s lips, and said, with solemn cheerfulness, “I will wait for you!" Then, with a superstition which, friv olous though it seem, still crept into the awful ness of that hour, I stopped my watch, and vowed inwardly that its kind should never more move till we met again. After that the gates of my prison opened to let in but one message from the life outside. The chaplain brought me a lock of well-known soft brown hair, and told me, with a tear in his eye, that an old man had given it to him for me, saying, “My daughter is with God. She died, whispering that she would wait for John Mark ham.” I endured the knowledge of her death with a benumbed patience, uncomplaining, rarely weeping a single drop. I went through the unvarying round of aay-iabor in the prison- yard with a steady, mechanical industry, which surprised my task-master—for heretofore I had been taunted as “the weak gentleman,” white fingers,” and whatever other epithets of insult the hardened bullies of discipline are accustomed, at discretion, and without fear of resentment, to confer upon the wretched in their grasp. At evening I held up the tress in to the faint twilight which just filtered through my grates, and, kissing it, seemed to see her bv me—for I conld never think of her as dead. That realization was kindly spared me by the fact that no new void can be felt, no new un naturalness, in the eternal void and unnatural ness of a prison. But one night, coming from work, I found the tress gone. Asking the turnkey for it, I was told, “Prisoners arc allowed no useless ar ticles.” From that moment I knew that she whom I loved was dead. Like a wild freshet, the agony of that knowledge gushed in upon me. With it came the memory of my burn ing wrongs—the scorn of man spent upon my innocent head—the perfidy of my only brother —the irredeemable hopelessness of all things. And I shat myself up in a sullen, silent mad ness. A most dangerous madness it was. From the time that I lost the tress, five years were to elapse before I went out, and if, in that time, a revolt had sprung up in prison, I had died fighting in its front—for I was ripe for any crime. As it was, I only bode my time. oiiso^Stj^Jn^aw—oii’ mjTowff brotflefl ' The five years passed—five years of dust, and clinking in theyard—of darkness, mutte- ing, low, smothered heart-burning in the cell. At last, one morning, the warden threw open my door, and I passed out with the slow, lock- step which I had been practicing nearly the quarter of a lifetime. I was going to chapel with the rest to hear of the Prodigal Son and the Magdalen—they, the guilty, but the welcomed 1, the innocent, yet the thrust out. But the officer stopped me with these three words— You are free!” I did not cheer, nor wring the man’s hands, nor even smile. One grows used to forget these ways of the world, after fifteen years in ^ But the revenge which, little by little, had stretched its fibrous roots through the soil of my heart till every drop of life-juice went to nourish the plant, now begin to put forth its blossoms, and I felt them bud into an ecstatic, poisonous fragrance. My sweet, long-hopcd- ] 'or hour had come! In a few moments, more, tho despised convict should burst from his motley chrysalis, and then be rushing like a winded Nemesis to settle accounts with a world which had the start of him by fifteen years. I went to the prison wardrobe and got back that dress which, in the days long gone, I had put off with the rest of my humanity. They were clean, and fastidiously gentlemanlike, as when I left them- I seemed, for a moment, at their sight, to be waking from the terrible eternity of bad dreams—to finding 4 them folded by my bedside where they had lain only since the last night. , , I had come in with the majesty of the law— it guard on either side. I went out alone; no danger was apprehended of my escaping fro® the other prison-the world. Leaving the high, grey walls behind me, I struck into the road for Hartford. Had I come out five years before I might have been inexpressibly soften ed by the long, unwonted music of the birds, that, from trees and orchard-walls, made the air full of their joy. Now I had hvedpast the time when such things could touch me, and walked still in the lock-step, looking neither about nor forward, but ever moodily on the ground. And thus, late in the afternoon, 1 came whither the commencement of my recital finds me, and stood in the market-place of the town which I had last seen fade out behind me, as I went away in scorn. No wonder that by all pqssers I was stared at as an oddity—something to be suspected and shrunk from ; for my grizzled hair was of the prison cut. my clothing had gone ont of fash ion when the fathers in the street were chil dren, and, not from fear, but long use, I look ed no man in the face. And here and there, in knots, the people whispered about me— something with an evident carelessness as to how loud. But I only nursed a deeper and more quiet wrath. There came along then a throng of children, inst from school. Stepping up to one of them [asked, “Does George Markham still Ido in this place?" The little girl, turned up a sun. ny spring-morning face, and answered, l am his daughter, sir—do you want to see him ? A hellish thought suggested itself to me. I said—"Yes, you may show me the way to Ins house.” I knew wo should tako across path over the fields, and pass a long reach of loncly woods. In the most solitary part of that path I migh wreak upon.the guilty head of George Markham, the most terrible vengeance which could wipe out his bitter wrong to me. I would kill his child, and bring her home to him, con fessing that I did it, and glorying m the end of that horrid game of quits, on whose first throw he had staked my heaven and lost it. The little maiden took my hand, confidingly. That might unnerve me ; so I loosed it, am lo’scSac-k he^curlsrandwen t bounding ahead SlcalicdTo'thcchild to «op, ..yioB that I must look for something I had dropped. She obeyed, and stood amusing herself with mak ing wreaths of the violets which grew by the water-course, while I stooped to find a heavy stone which might do my bidding of vengeance surely and silently. All around me in the bed of the brook were nothing but pebbles. I walk ed a few steps further down in my quest, and went out of sight around a clump of alders. The little girl must have thought me leaving her, for all at once I heard her call, gently, ,,I am waiting for you!" Gracious God! Who spoke 1 .Do the lov ed that are forever lost cry to us ont of paradise? “Iam waiting for you !”■—the very message that, five years ago, floated down through my prison-bars from her whom the Father had just numbered with his saints. I stood up and wandered back, more dream ing than awake, to the spot where George Markham’s daughter still staid plaiting violets. She turned to me with a smile, and said, “ I did not mean to hurry you, sir, but my father is very, very unwell, and I ought to be at home. Will you please tell me how late it is?” For the first time after those fifteen prison years, in which, knowing toil and darkness only, I had asked no other measurement of time, I mechanically put my hand to my breast, and drew out my restored watch. Was I sane? The second hand, stopped at the last kiss of agony given me by my beloved, whether by miracle, or the agitation of my grasp, I know not, suddenly moved on. Like a lightning flash rushed on me the memory of my vow— Till we meet, this watch shall never count time again Yes, we had met—met in that voice of quiet waiting—met in this wondrous omen' of the watch—met when I knew it not—when she was seen by none but God and her sister angels. And the wrathful embers went out in the breast of John Markham, and viewlessly hovering over hiui, the Iong cherished dead smiled blissfully as she saw that in that mo ment there bad entered into him a new soul. I clasped the little one in my arms. I told her that her father was my only brother, and then waited humbly to see her recoil from the loathsome convict. But with child-like joy she hugged me closer around the neck, and cried, “ Oh, I am so glad! I am so glad!— Poor papa has been talking about you these four days, and saying—but oh, he must not die!—‘ I cannot die tUl John comes home!’ ” With a reverent step, and bowing low, I came into the room of my dying brother. His pale face flushed and paled again as he saw me, and then hiding it in the pillow, he cried, “Look not on me. God is wreaking his wrath on the devil who wasted your life!” “ Not so, my brother,” I answered, solemn ly; “I from my soul forgive you. How much more shall He who pitieth his children ? For e, He hath this day wiped out the past like tablet; and looking up to Him as both of us condemned in his sight, let us join hearts, mak ing no difference. My brother!” . , . ... t v.„i j l •„ • to bo spurious and worthless. I have heard of the I held Dim on my breast through the waxing p e0 p] e crowding in the morning, the afternoon, and The Great Revival in America A SERMON, RECENTLY DELIVERED IN LONDON. BT THE REV. C. H. SPURGEON. When the.heroes of old prepared to fight, they pat on their armor ; bnt when God prepares for bat tle, he makes "bare his arm.” Man has to look two ways—to his own defense, as well as to the offense of his enemy ; God hath bnt one direction in which to cast his eye—the overthrow of his foeman; and ha disregards all measures of defense, and scorns all armor. He makes fare his arm in the sight of all the people. When men would do their work in earnest, too, they sometimes strip themselves, like that war rior of old, who, when he went to battle with the Turks, wonld never fight them except with the bare arm. “Such things as they,” said he, “I need not fear; they have more reason to fear my bare arm than I their scimitar.” Men feel that they are pre pared for a work when they have cast away their cumbrous garments. And so the prophet represents the Lord as laying aside for a while the garments of his dignity, and making bare his arm, that ho may do his work in earnest, and accomplish his purpose for the establishment of his Church. Now, leaving the figures, which is a very great one, I would remind yon that its meaning is fully carried ont, whenever God is pleased to send a great revival of religion. My heart is glad within me this day, for I am the bearer of good tidings. My soul has been made exceedingly fall of happiness by the tioingsof a great revival of religion throughout tho United States. Some hundred years, or more, ago, it pleased the Lord to send one of the most marvel ous religions awakenings that was ever known ; the whole of the United States seemed shaken from end to end with enthusiasm for hearing the Word of God; and now, after the lapse of a century, the like has occnrred again. The monetir-y pressure has at length departed; out it has left behind it the wreck of many mighty fortunes. Many men, who were once princes have now become beggars, and in America, more than in England, men have learned the instability of all human things. The minds of men, thus weaned from the earth by terrible and unexpected panic, seem prepared to receive tidings from a better land, and to turn their exertions in a heavenly direction. You will be told by any one who is conversant with the present state of America, that wherever you go there are the most remarkable signs that religion is progressing with majestic strides. The great revi val, as it is now called, has become tho common mar ket talk of merchants; it is the theme of every newspaper! even the secular press remark it, for it has become so astonisning that all ranks and clas ses of men seem to have been affected by it. Ap- larentlv without any cause whatever, fear has ta- :en hold of the hearts of men; a thrill seems to be shot through every breast at once; and it is affirmed by men of good repute, that there are, at this time, towns in New-England where you could not, even if you searched, find one solitary unconverted person. So marvelous—I had almost saidso miraculous—has been the sudden and instantaneous spread of religion throughout the great empire, that it is scarcely pos sible for us to believe the half of it, even though it should be told us. Now, as you are aware, I have at all limes been peculiarly jealous and suspicious of revivals. Whenever I see a man who is called a revi valist, I always set him down for a cipher. I would scorn the taking of such a title as that to myself.— If God pleases to make use of a man for the promo ting of a revival, well and good; but for any man to assume the title and office of a revivalist, and go about the country, believing that wherever he goes he is the vessel of mercy appointed to convey a re vival of religion, is, I think, an assumption far too arrogant for any man who has tho slightest degree of modesty. And again, there are a large number of revivals, which occur every now and then in our towns, and sometimes in our city, which I believe and waning of that strange night—my first night of liberty—my first night with the new soul. And he sorrowed with the sorrowing that needeth no repentance. With a kiss which brought back the days of our childhood, at dawn his spirit parted from me. Then, be side the little girl who had fallen asleep from —the sleep’o! fo’rgivcncss ana peace*. The gentle child and I followed him to the grave. With her I mourned for him in my new soul. The day came for the reading of the will. [Relatives, friends, neighbors, were all collect ed in the parlor, where my dead brother used to sit pining remorsefully through the long evening with his motherless child. Yet the company sat apart from the returned convict, looking at me with an evil eye. But I bore it meekly, with little Rose, in her mourning dress, nestled against my dress, as if I were the last thing she had on earth to cling to. The lawyer opened the will, and began:— “ In the name of God. Amen. I, George Markham, banker, of Hartford, being of feeble body, but of sound disposing mind and memo ry, do hereby constitute this my last will and testament. _ . I bequeath my soul to the infinite mercy of God, if it be possible. I bequeath my name to the oblivion of all true men who shall know the truth. That truth I bequeath to my brother John Markham, not of bounty, but of immeasurable indebtedness, in my confession that I alone, and unaided, am the author of that damnable sin which brought the shadow of a prison, the loss of all things, on his innocent head. And, finally, I give and devise, to John Markham, all my estate, both real and person al, to have and to hold, to him, bis bcirs, and assigns forever, confident that ho will so far have mercy on my guilt as to be iu all things a father to my only child.” Then like the friends of Job, my acquaint ances came back to me, beholding how I was prospered. Again I stood an upright man in the face of earth as well as heaven, and none uttered an ill whisper of me. Now I live alone with Rose, who has filled the place of the daugh ter I might have had but for the fifteen years. She is my child, my companion, my comforter, my pupil. And never on earth will I bring any other love between us; for at night, when I look up into the stars, I hear a low voice say- ing— 1 am waiting for John Markham!” Tlic Little Ones in Bed. A row of little faces by the bed— A row of little hands upon the spread— A row of little roguish eyes all closed— A row of little naked feet exposed. A gentle mother leads them in their praise, Teaching their feet to tread jn heavenly ways, And takes this lull in childhood^ tiny tide, The little errors of the day to chide. Then tumbling headlong Into waiting beds, Beneath the sheets they hide their timid heads , Till slumber steals away their idle fears, And like a peeping bud each face appears. All dressed like angels in their gowns of white. They ’re wafted to the skies in dreams of night; An heaven ifill sparkle in their eyes at morn. And stolen graces all their waya adorn. Lowndes Superior Court. We arc informed that the report is in circu lation in the county of Lowndes, that the next Superior Court of that county will not be held, which report we take occasion to contradict. Providence permitting, the Court will not on ly be held, but, as there are no Courts imme* diately succeeding it. either in this or the au- joining circuits, will he held until every case that ern be tried, is tried. It is likely that special friends who so particularly desired to have the last term adjourned, who stated that it was the general wish of the pqpplc that it should be, and who, when it was adjourned, upon recommendation of the Grand Jury, went around and complained of the Judge, li tre Grass Reporter. Many a person thinks be is honest because he has never cheated. Instead of that, he is only honest because be has never been tempt ed. What the world calls “innate goodness’ is very often a full stomach, and what it terms vico basket. QCOTll Smith to Jones, “It really is a sin n Von do not get your pretty house fenced w : Quoth Jones. - You’re wrong-the placed is fenced confound it! ... M My wife is all the time a railing round tt. to rouse, and say, “I wonder what has happened to him; how can it be ? Why, he preaches like a man on fire. The tear runs over at hi3 eye; his son] is fall love for souls.” They cannot make it out; they have often said he was dull and dreary and drowsy. How is it all this is changed ? Why, it is the revival. The revival has touched tho minister; the sun, shin ing so brightly, has melted some of the snow on the monntain-top, and it is running down, in fertilizing streams, to bless the valleys; and the people down be low are refreshed by the ministrations or tho man of God, who has awakened himself up from his sleep, and A ids himself, like another Elijah, made strong for ferty days of labor. Well, then, directly after that tl-e revival begins to touch the people at large. The congregation was once numbered by tho empty seats, rather than by the full ones. But on a sudden —the minister does not understand it—he finds the pooplo coming to hear him. He never was popular, never hoped to be. All at once he wakes up and finds himself famous, so far as a large congregation can make him so. There are the people, and how tlisy listen ! They are all awake, all in earnest; they lean their heads forward, they put Iheir hands to DELIGHT F U L TO THE EYE Anil accessible to the Purses of the Hffillion iMN m i i NEW STOCK OF SPRING AND SUMMER GOODS, JUST RECEIVED, Silk, Bcrage, Gingham, Cambric and Margravine ' ROBES “££l Printed Jaconet, Swiss and Orgnndie th ) Word of Life. And then the members of the church open their eyes and see the chapel full, and th'ty say, “How has this come about ? We ought to iny.” A prayer-meeting is summoned. Therehad >een five or six in tho vestry; now there are five or sir hundred, and they turn into the chapel. And oh! how they pray I That ol<] stager, who used to pray for twenty minutes, finds it now convenient to con fine himself to five; and that good old man, who al ways used to repeat tho same form of prayer when he stood up, and talked about the horse that rushed into the battle,and the oil from vessel to vessel, and MTJSLINS, of every grade; Bordered Prints, Expan sion Skirts, French Lace and Chan tilly Lace Mantillas Domestic Goods of every description all that, leaves all these things at home, and iust I tt j tt /-, t n* • , priys, “O Lord, save sinners, for Jesus Christ’s sake.” Head Ul’CSSeS, GrlOVeS, Hosiery, LOl’ Ai A there are sobs and groans heard in tho prayer opta o n d A rfiVlpci fnv fTio Tmlpf All meetings. It is evident that not one, but all, hre SetS anQ - iU nCle9 101 lne X01lel: ’ - jr.iying; the whole again ? Why, it is just the ef- of which being purchased late in the feit of the revival, for when the revival truly comes, , . , the minister and the congregation and the church season, can be Ottered at a great l’eauc- wIS receive good by it. Ilut it does not end here. The members of the church grow more solemn, more serious. Family duties are better attended to; the homo circle is brought under better culture. Those who could not spare time for family prayer, find that they can do so now; those who had no opportunity for teaching their children, now dare not go a day without doing it; for they hear that there are children converted in tho Sunday-School. There are twice as many in the Sunday-School now as there used to be; and, what is wonderful, the little children meet together to pray; their little hearts are touched, and many of then show signs of a work of grace begun; and fathers and mothers think they must try what they tion on former PRICES. ’ may 25 WOOD’S 2 2 Presents greater attractions than ever! HUNDREDS OF PICTURES can do for their families; if'God is blessing little I ™ PH °1" OGR A p HS children, why should he not bless theirs ? Taken at lus Gallery, surpass any thing ever offered , why s And then, when you see the members of the church going up to the house of God, you mark with what a to the public, both as regards Quality and. Price. he evening, to hear some noted revivalist, and under his preaching some have screamed, have shrieked, have fallen down on the floor, have rolled themselves i convulsions, and have afterward, when he has set form for penitents, employing ono or two decoy ducks to run out from the rest and make a confession of sin, hundreds have come forward, impressed by that ono sermon, and declared that they were^l^yj) place^ra ouT'own’country.'glvIng" an account, that n such a day, under the preaching of the Rev. Mr. -o-and-so, seventeen persons were thoroughly sanc tified, twenty-eight were convinced of sin, and twen ty-nine received the blessing of Justification. Then comes the next day, so many more; the following day, so many more; and afterward they are all cast up together, making a grand total of some hundreds, who have been blessed during threo services, under the ministry of Mr. So-and so. All that I call farce . There may be something very good in it; but the outside looks to mo to be so rotten, that I should scarcely trust myself to think that the good within comes to any very great amount. When people go to work to calculate so exactly byaritbmetlc.it al ways strikes me they have mistaken what they are at. We may easily say that so many were added to tho church on a certain ocoasion, but to take a separate census of the convinced, the justified, and the sanc tified is absurd. You will, therefore, be surprised at finding me speaking of revival; but you will, per haps not be quite so surprised when I endeavor to explain what 1 mean by an earnest and intense de sire which I feel in my heart, that God would be deased to send throughout this country a revival ike thatwhich hasjust commenced in Amerioa, and which, we trust will long continue there. First, then, the cause of a true revival. Tho mere worldly man does not understand a revival: ho cannot make it out. Why is it, that a sudden fit of godliness, as he would call it, a kind of sacred epi demic, should seize upon a mass of people all at once? What can be the cause of it ? It frequently occurs in tho absence of all great evangelists; it cannot be traced to any particular means. There havoheen no special agencies used in order to hring it about— no machinery applied, no societies eatabhshod; and yet it has come, inst like a heavenly hurricane, sweep- m" everything before it. It has rushed across the land, and of it men have said, “The wind bloweth where it listeth; we bear the sound thereof, but we cannot tell whence it cometh nor whither it goeth " What is, then the cause ? Our answer is, if a revi val be true and real, it is caused by the Holy Spirit, and by him clone. But while this is the only actual cause, yet there are instrumental causes; and the main instrumental cause of a great revival must be the hold, faithful, fearless preaching of the truth as It is in Jesus. But added to this, there must be the earnest prayers of the church, Allin vain.themost indefatigable min istry, unless the church waters the seod sown with her abundant tears. Every revival has been com menced and attended by a largo amount of prayer. In the city of Hew York at the present moment there is not, I believe, one single hour of the day, wherein Christians are not gathered together for prayer.— One church opens its doors from five o clock till six, for prayer; another opens from six to seven, and summons its praying men to offer the sacrifice of supplication. Six o’clock is past, and men are gone to their labor. Another class find it then convenient juch as those perhaps, who go to business at eight nine—and from seven to eight there ia another prayer meeting. From eight to nine there is another n another part of the city i and what is most marvel ous, at high noon, from twelve to one, in the midst of the city of New York, there is held a prayer-meeting in a large room, which is crammed to the doors every day, with hundreds standing outside. This prayer meeting is made up of merchants of tho city, who can spare a quarter of an hour to go in and say a word of prayer, and then leave again ; and then a fresh company come in to fill up the ranks, so that it is supposed that many hundreds assemble iu that one place for prayer during the appointed hour.— This is the explanation of the revival. If this were done in London—if we for once would outvie old Rome, who kept her monks in her sanctuaries al- getber in supplication, then might wo expect an abundant outpouring of the Divine Spirit from the Lord onr God. The Holy Spirit, as the actual agent —the Word preached, and the prayer* of the people, as tho instruments—and we have thus explained tho canse of a true revival of religion. But now, sekat are the consequences of a revival of fdieion 1 Why, tho consequences are everything that our hearts could desiro for the church’s good. When tho revival of religion oomes into a nation, tho minister begins to be warmed. It is said that in America the most sleepy preachers huvo begun to lu „ „„ . wake np; they have warmed themselves at the gen- tbis report was set afloat by some of thoso e ral fire, and men who could not preach Tyithout . . — ■ v * nncirnrl tA notes, and who could not preach with them to any purposo at all, have found it in their hearts to speak ri"ht out, and speak, with all their might to tho peo ple. When there comes a revival, the minister all of a sudden finds that the usual forms and conven tionalities of the pulpit aro not exactly suitable to the times. He breaks through one hedge; then ho finds himself in an awkward position, and he has to break through another. He finds himself perhaps on a Sunday morning, though a Doctor of Divinity, actually telling an anecdote—lowering the dignity of the pulpit by actually using a simile or metaphor —■sometimes perhaps accidentally making his people smile, and, what is also a great sin iu these solid tho- ologians, now and then dropping a tear. He does not exactly know how it is, hut the people catch no his words. "I must have something good for them,” f ~ r omnlv bread- he says. He just burns that old lot of sermons; or is quite as frequently an empty he puts them under the bed, and gets soma new ones or gets none at all, but just gets his text, and begins to cry. “Men and brethren, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you shall be saved.” The old deacons say, “ What is tho matter with our minister V The old ladies, who have heard him for many years and slept in the front of tho gallery so regularly, begin for a very small sum and as natural as life. Call and and see them—they speak for themselves. MR. BERUFF, spOLSsa&aw jp&aaaaso Is still the Artist at this Gallery. ASfflMOTIPIS Taken in superior style and at very low.prices. Macon, May 25, 1858. tf CJEOHGIA Mastic Roofing Company^ PROPRIETORS OF mWWL&FgSSSf MASTIC ROOEIEG O 1ST a^lSTV-^S. HAVING purchased the right to nse and sell the above ROOFING for several SOUTHERN STATES, we are now prepared to do ROOFING or SELL RIGHTS to use the same. This roofing is adapted to new or old BUILDINGS, steep or flat roofs and can he put over Plank or old leaky shingles,Tin or Iron Roofs; it costs. about half the price and is much better than Tin—is not affected by heat or cold and is impervious to wa ter ; it is lire proof, and if is the best roofing ev er invented for STEAMBOAT DECKS, Hail Road. Oars, Bridges, &c. Jcc. It is warranted to give entire satisfaction. For further information apply to FREEMAN & ROBERTS, or jan!9 tf A. P. CHERRY Macon, Ga. GRANT’S stei dy and sober air they go. Perhaps, they talk on By sendIng a COIunlou Daguerreotype you can the way, but they talk of Jesus; andif they whisper I J obtain a together at the gates of the sanctuary, it is no longer 1 idle gossip; it is no remark about, “How do you like the preacher ? What did you think of him f Did you notice So-and-so 1" Oh no! "I pray the Lord that he might bless the word of bis servant, that he might send an unction from on high, that the dy ing flame may he kindled, and that where there is life, it may he prompted and strengthened, and re ceive fresh vigor.” This is their whole conversa tion. Ai d then comes the great result. There is an in quirers’ meeting held; the good brother who presides over it is astonished; he never saw so many coming in his life before. “ Why,” says he, “ there are a hundred at least come to confess what the Lord has done for their souls! Hero are fifty come all at once to say that under such a sermon they were brought to the knowledge of the truth. Who hath begotten me these? How hath it come about ? How can it be? Is not the Lord a greatGod that hath wrought such a work as this ?” And then the converts who are thus brought into the church, if the revival con tinues, are very earnest ones. You never shw such a people. The outsiders call them fanatics. It is blessed fanaticism. Others say, they are nothing but enthusiasts. It is a heavenly enthusiasm. Eve ry thing that is done is done with such spirit! If they sing, it islike the crashingthunde£: i£Xha“«rt—a ihtftAihlt teel thai Ihere'is' something in prayer.— When the minister preaches he preaches like a Boanerges, and when the church is gathered togeth er, it is with a hearty good will. When they give, they give with enlarged liberality; when they visit the sick, they do it with gentleness, meekness, and love. Everything is done with a single eye to God’s glory; not of men, but by the power of God. Ob, that we might see such a revival as this ! But blessed be God, it does not end here. The re vival of the church then touches the rest of society. Men who do not come forward and profess religion, are more punctual in attending the means of grace. Men that used to swear, give it up; they find it is not suitable for the times. Men that profaned the Sabbath and despised God, find that it will not do ; they give it all up. Times get changed ; morality prevails; the lower ranks are affected. They buy a sermon where they used to buy some penny tract of non sensei The higher orders are also touched; they too are brought to hear the Word. Her ladyship in her carriage, who never would havo thought of go ing to so mean a place as a conventicle, does not now care where she goes so long as she is blessed. She wants to hear the truth ; and a drayman pulls his horses up by the side of her ladyship’s pair of grays, and they both go in and bend together before the throne of sovereign grace. All classes are af fected. Even the senate feels it; thestatesman him self is surprised at it, and wonders what all these things meuD. Even the monarch on the throne feels she lias become the monarch of a people better than she knew before, and that God is doing something in her realms past all her thought—that a great King is swaying a better scepter and exerting a better influ ence than even her excellent example. Nor does it evenendthere. Heaven is filled. One by one the con verts die, and heaven gets fuller; the harps of heav en are louder, the songs of angels are inspired with new melody, for they rejoice to seethe sons of men prostrate before the throne. The universe is made glad; it is God’s own Summer; it is the universal Spring. The time of the singing of birds is come ; the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. Oh, that God might send us such a revival of religion as this! A New Process of Extracting TEETH. The Baltimore Patriot says We yesterday witnessed the trial of a new process of extracting teeth, by which it was stated the operation would cause no pain. The trial was made at our College of Dental Surgery and the operators were Drs.Harris and Arthur. It was certainly the most satisfactory trial of the kind we have over witnessed. A num ber of teeth were extracted, and the patients declare they received no pain, but experienced a numbing sensation about the tooth. This soothing is produced by passing a current of electricity tkrougb the tooth at the time of extracting. The patient grasps firmly in his hand one pole from an electro-magnetic ma chine, the -other pole from the machine is at tached to the forceps, and by this means a cur rent of electricty is passed through the tooth and produces a local anaesthesia, and so avoids the use of chloroform or ether. The amount of is current adjusted to suit each patient, so as not to produce unpleasant sensation. The British War Steamer Styx. The Havana correspondence of the New Or- loans Delta, thus refers to this vessel: “Tho evidence accumulated shows that the captain of the British war steamer Styx is a regular drunken brute, that “Charon” has been long waiting for to ferry over. No other ex cuse can be given for his outrageous conduct. Most of his violence has been committed after dinner debauch. His last adventures were in the bay of Sagua La Grande, where he passed on board of fifteen vessels belonging to the United States, with marine guards, making forced entry, visitation and search. We have not a vessel of war in these waters. If this Rover of the infernal regions should be met with by a vessel of war, she ought to be blotted out at once for her continued piratical acts,and then let the explanation be sought for by John Bull. This captain of the Styx had also a for age on shore, under pretence for looking up negroes that had never been landed: With an armed force, he penetrated the interior some fifteen or twenty miles, and got what he really sought for his larder— chickens anti pigs—so say°the poor negroes he robbed, not having paid out a dime. This is one of the representa tives of the proud navy of proud Britain, become a by-word of scorn among honorable men—as a worthless bandit of the sea—a low, mean, picayune thief—and confessing in his common conversation that money is what he is in pur suit of. Let him pass to the pit where he be longs.” -tfZEILffi, HUNT & CO., SacctMon to Fitzgerald & Nottingham, Corner of 9(1 nu:l Cliorry Streets, Itlncon, KEEP CONSTANTI.Y ON BAND A LARGE & COMPLETE STOCK D1CUG1S, MEDICINES, PAINTS, DYES, PERFUMERY, Ac. Particular attention paid to sapplyin PLANTATIONS & PHYSICIANS with articles of IJNDOIJ11TED Pl'RIT V. Macon, Feb. 9, 1858. NEW DRUG STORE. ALEX. A. MENARD, RALSTON'S BUILDING, CHERRY ST., MACON, GA TT AS iast received and is now opening a fresh II stock of Siragu, ITIrdicinca, (,’hriiiicnlH, .r'-'i., Juslruinenu, Paints, Oil*,, Dye-Stofli, Perfumery, Patrul Medi cines, Piinrmnceutieal Preparations, Arc. My Drugs have been selected with strict refer ence to their purity aud quality; they are firesh and may bo fully relied on. 13 s * Orders Fnitiifully Executed. ^SPl IS” - Physicians’ Prescriptions and Family .uedi- cines put up with neatness and accuracy, at all hours of the day or night. LsT A large lot of Artificial Teeth just received feh 24-tf House Furnishing Store FOR SALE. O WING to the continued bad health, which I am now afflicted with, and but little prospects of a final recovery, renders me unfit for business any lon ger. i air there foie desirous of selling out to an ap proved. purchaser ou very moderate terms, my entire stock mid trade now kept in the Brick Store, next below the Mechanics'Bank consisting of a general stock of HOUSE FURNISHING supplies, such as STOVES, RANGES,GRATES: HOLLOW-'WARE of the very best kind ; TIN WARE of all kinds ; COPPER, SHEET IRON, BRASS, LEAD, BLOCK TIN, n:id SHELF COODS, of tho very best; CUT LERY, ot late importation; with a mechanical bu siness nttaclied, with my own workmen, who would be hire 1 at the same time it desired; with the neces sary Machines aud Tools, Patterns and many other things ton tedious to mention. This is a business of THikl V-ONE YEARS' operation, and is a tirrt rate opening for somo young man just starting in the world. Will also be sold, if desired, 30 boxes ROOF ING TIN, 20 do. lc. do. 15 lx. do. and 5 do. 20 by 14, lx., suitable for customer’s work; together with a large supply of WIRE, ali Nos., from i to 20, with all kinds of F I T X1N G suitable to the business.— Time will be given to *n approved purchaser. Enquire of B. F. OfclEW, Augusta, Ga. may 4 Ct Patent Wire Braced Grain CRADJLES, c AND C FIGURES and warranted Blades: SIL- D VER STEEL SYTHES, SNATHES, SICKLES, GRASS HOOKS; STRAW R.A KES. f. r sale by mftv 18 N. WEED, Macon, Ga. M ADE by EMERY BRO.. and warranted to work well. BROWN’S VirginiaWheat Thresh ers, forsale by „ m a y pQ N.A\ LED,Macon, Ga. HORSE POWERS. E MORY’S Celebrated Rail-Road Powers ; SINCLAIR’S Lever Horse Powers ; WHITMAN’S Lever Horse Powers, all of which are warranted to work well, in field or house. For sale at Manufacturer’s prices, by may 18 N. WEED, Macon, Ga. W heat Fasis. G RANT’S Patent Fan Mills, all sizes ; . CLINTON’S Celebrated Pan .Jills,.all sizes ; BROWN’S Virginia ian Mills, all sizes, *»£»?>«•* Si ““ Mackerel and Shad. O NE HUNDRED packages Mackerel, 10 “ Pickled Shad, Dailv expected by J. B. & W. A- ROSS. apl 13 , ~ Bacon- on nnnLBS. A No. 1. Tennessee Bacon, well oU.UUU cured and trimmed, in store and iur sale by BEARDEN «5c GAINES, may 4—tf BOEBH/iVE’S HOLLAND BITTERS. THE CELEBRATED HOLLAND REMEDY • FOR 3z»3Tj3:e 3 :es:sp£3:e.j&., Disease of the. Kidneys, LIVER COMPLAINT, WEAKNESS OF ANY KIND, klU.1 u ii ii i— n i i n ""TTjTiTTir upon a dis ordered STOMACH OHS 11VEH, S UCH as Indigestion, Acidity of tho Stomach, Colicky Pains, Heartburn. Loss of Appetite, Despondency, Costiveiiess, Blind and Bleeding Piles. In all Nervous, Rheumatic, and Neuralgic Affec tions, it has in numerous instances proved highly beneficial, and in others effected a decided cure. This is n purely vegetable compound, prepared on strictly scientific principles, after the manner of the celebrated Holland Professor, Boerliave. Because of its great success in most of the European States, its introduction into the United States was intended more especially for thoso of our fatnerland scattered here and there over tho face of this mighty country. - Meeting v/ith great success among them, I now offer it to the American public, knowing that its truly wonderful medicinal virtues must be acknowledged. It is particularly recommended to those persons whose constitutions may have been impaired by the continuous use of ardent spirits, or other forms of dissipation. Generally instantaneous in effect, it finds its way directly to tho seat of life, thrilling and quickeniig every nerve, raising np the drooping spirit, onu, in fact, infusing new health and vigor in the system. Notice.—Whoever expects to find this a beverage will be disappointed; but to tho sick, weak and low spirited, it will prove a grateful aromatic cordial, possessed of singular remedial properties. CAUTIOh': The gn at popularity of this delightful Aroma has induced many imitations, which the public should guard against purchasing. Be not persuaded to buy anything else until you have given Boerhave's Hol land Bitters a fair trial. _ One bottle will convince you how infinitely superior it is to all these imita tions. Ep Sold at 6l per bottle, or six bottles for 65, by the sole proprietors, BENJAMIN PAGE, JK., & CO., Manufacturing Pharmaceutists and Chemists, Pitts burg, Pennsylvania. tST Sold in Macon by E. L. STROHECKER * CO., Z El LIN, HUNT Sc CO., GEORGE PAYNE, and Druggists generally, throughout the State, may 18 THRESHING MACHINES, FAN MILLS, HORSE POWERS, GRAIN CRADLES, SCYTHE BLADES, GRASS BLADES, In store and will be sold very low. apl 2D CARHART * CURD. THE SOLON BISHOP WASHING TUB OK MACHINE. T O tho people oftbe following named counties, viz: Bibb, Jones, Jasper, Monroe, Crawford, Upson, Talbert, Pike, Muscogee and Harris. In presenting you this new improvement in the shape of a Was hing Machine, we offer you no HUMBUG. We refer you to the following gentlemen and ladies, who have tested and seen tested the above, who cer tify that they wash all kind of clothes clean without injury. We will sell Family, County or the State Rights. A. B. BROWN, DAVIS & CO. Col. Z. H. Clark Sc Lady, Lexington; Hon. _J. T. Brown, Newnan; Dr. A. R. Welborn, do; Davis Or- rin, do; Col. J. L. Calhoun, do; Rev. Asa Chandler, Elbert; Rev; C. C. White, Newton; John Bryans Sc Lady, Henry ; Col. Daniel, Pike; Rev. Thomas Trice,do; Mrs.N. Orr, Coweta; Mr. Wm. Hill* Lady, do ; and a host of others too tedious to name. These Washing Machines can be had in a few days at Thomiis B. Fife, Macon, and at John H. Webbs. in Thomaatou. [may ll—4t. Lime, Lime, -Lime, FROM THE “CHEWACLA LIME WORKS,” auabama. W E are now prepared to furnish any quantity i from l to 500 bbls) of the above named ar ticle, equal if not superior in quality to the best Rock land, at ns low or lower figures than any Lime can be had in our market. Masons and contractors v.i’J find it to their inter est to call. C. CAMPBELL Sc SON, City papers copy. Agents, apl 20 .. J STRAW CUTTERS! -p ATE NT Self Sharpening Straw Cutters, warrant- Jl ed superior to any in Use ; Hide Roller Cutters; Georgia Cutting Boxes, for sale by may 18 * i i I a S' Y\ i ,]■. i >. DENTISTRY. BftS. SEGAH & BUISDELL, j3ent lists, 0FF It E IN v.'ASii l S G rON BLOC K, Opposite the LanierHouso. We warrant all our work to te oi tho first Class, And Char-re a r.-.isonable Price only. GIVE US A CALL. Dr. E!. Scgur* A. BlRisdsll, M. E. may ll ii