Newspaper Page Text
VOL. I.
THE CABINET
Is published every Saturday , by P. L.
ROBINSON, Warrenton , Geo. at
three dollars per annum , which may be
discharged by two dollars and fifty
cents if paid within sixty days of the
time of subscribing.
Mr. Editor ,
Will you have the goodness to in
sort in your paper the following tick
et; It will be run by the Republicans
of Columbia county.
tor Senate.
PETER CRAWFORD , Esq.
House of Representatives.
JOHN ( A HI'LEDGE Esq.
Dr. NATHAN RAW FORD
JAMES HAMIL TON, Esq.
{fy°We are authorized to iofom
the citizens ot Warren County, Geo.
that James C. Gibson, is a candidate
for Receiver of Tax returns for the
year 1829.
Vn'Misf SO 1828. 3t— l 4-
Sheriff’s Sale.
ILL be sold, on the first Tuesday in
’* October next, at the courthouse,
in the town of Warrenton, Warren coun
ty, between the hours of sale, the
folio ving property, to wit:
One negro girl by the name
of Mary,—about ten years of age
levied on as the property of Beryinan
S- Harrison to satisfy four execu
tions in favor of Thos, Persons vs. B.
S. Harrison and 13. T. Harrison and
Mordica Johnson, security on the ap
peal, and Robert C. Parham, security
on the stay ot executions and other
against the said B S.
Harrison, levy made and returned to
fne by a constable.
Two negroes, Bob about 50
and Cat* 1 , about forty five levied on
to satisfiy an Execution in favor of
the Administrators of John D’Yam
part, against, Jesse 801 l and Adam
Jones, Executors of Benjamin Reese
dec. property pointed out by Robert
AValton.
One 41 saw cotton gin, levi
ed on by a former Sheriff, as the prop
erty of Ganaway Martin to satisfy
an execution in favor of Nestcr Pitts,
against Ganaway Martin, Q. L. C.
Franklin and Frederick B. Heeth.
Three hundred and eighty
six acres of land, more or less, ad
j lining Albert G. Bunkley and others
on the waters of Ogeechee, levied on
as the property of Thomas Seals, to
satisfy an execution in favor of E.
Quin and Cos. against Thomas Seals
and Richmond Burnby security on
the stay.
Fifty acres of land more or
less, lying on the waters of Hearts
Creek, adjoining lands of Sampson
Wilder and others levied on as the
the property of Zachus Waggoner
and returned to me by a constable, to
satisfy an execution, in fivor of Thos.
Jones against ths said Waggoner.
Seven acres of land, more
or less, adjoining land of John Gibson
and others, levied on by a constabl*
and returned to me as the property of
Mirajah Perry, to satisfy a tax exe
cution—due 1827.
LEONARD PRATT, Shff.
Will be sold on the Ist Tuesday in
November next, at the Court-House,
in Warrenton, Werren county, two
negroes, Henry aged 44 and Wash
ington aged 3 years, belonging to
the estate of Nancy Cosby dec,
MORDICAI JOHNSON, Adm*r.
August 30th 1828. tds—l4.
BLANKS,
For sale at this Office
Warrenton, September 13, 1828.
From the Steubenville Ledger,
A FRAGMENT.
The fumes of liquor were now dis
sipated and I partially recovered my
recollection. For twelve days—and
welve nights too, had I been rioting
in sadness and debauchery. So 9oon
is reason resumed her scattered
throne and I found my self liberated
from the trammels of my associates,
I sailed forth to seek a home, I had
*o long—too very long neglected,
leavens, what were my feeling i My
ingratitude to my wifi-—my injustice
to my children, and my injustice to
nyself now pass'd over my mind in
agonizing review, and thrilled on tny
soul like the knell of the furies! O! .(
was horrible —it was terrifying—ii
vas gloomy!
The morning was keen and cold and
solemn—it was the Sabbath oi iho
God of heaven.
On every side the worshippers of
his rnild religion, were repairing to
the temple to pour out at the throne
if grace, their greatlul matins, while
L was skulking home from the haunts
of debauchery. Could 1 have joined
ui their grateful petitions? The
thought were blaspaemy, and the
contrast strrn k me like tue genius of
death. The wind and t ain and sleet,
beat bitingly on my face, as 1‘ hurri
ed onward, ashamed of every person
( | 4l et—ashamed of myself. My
breast was full, but 1 affected the pin
iosoplier—a tear oozed from my eye,
it was a stranger there, ad twenty
had told their annual course since its
predecessor ceased to exist. 1 slrui k
It off. Pshaw! exclaimed 1, it was
not a tear—the air is biting. Bless
ed philosophy, what caust thou not do!
Another soon followed.
li was near night when 1 got home
1 opened the door. My two eldest
children were in bed, and the young-1
est with its mother was yet up. As
soon as l entered, my wife’s glance
met mine—but her eye had lost its
ns)re, and pallid hue of despondency
had drove from her cheek the bloom
of contentment and health. Twelve
years had now fled ‘with years beyond
the flood*’ since l met Amelia at the
altar —innoce >t, beauteous, lovely,
and there pledged myself to cherish
ihe sweet flower.—When she raised
her head 1 stood motionless. She es
sayetl to smile —the effort was too
much and soe burst into tears. My
philosophy was gone—l again became
a man, and falling on my knees beside
her, hid my head in her bosom, ‘1
forgive you Henry,’ said she, ‘and
may heaven forgive you.’ It was the
voice of an angel—my heart was sub
dued, aud my thoughts loutid utter
ance iu a cataract of tears?
Tell me ye philosophers, <w a3 this
unman nature, or was it weakness?
If it he weakness 1 glory in it, and
would not resign the feelings oi the
man for the dignity of the philosopher
• for all the sinews ever bought or
sold.’ HENRY.
THE BLIND ORATOR.
The following beautiful and touching nar
rative is from (he British Spy of Mr.
Wirt, Attorney General of the Uuited
States:
It was on Sunday as I travelled
hro’ the county ol Orange, a.)
hat my eye was caught by a cluster
of horses tied near a ruinous old house
in the forest, not far from the road
Having frequently seen such
..bjetls before in travelling those
States, 1 had no difficulty in under
sianding, that this w as a place of pub
ic worship.
‘Devotion alone should have stopp-;
ed me to join in the duties of the con
gregation; tut I confess that curiosi
ty to hear the preacher of such a wil
derness was not the least of iny mo
tives. On entering, I was struck w ith
!i 4 supernatural appearance. He
was a tall and very spare man; his
head, which was covered with a white
linen cap, his shrivelled hands and his
voice were shaking under the influ
ence of palsy, and a few ino*m*uts as
certained to me he was perfectly blind.
The first emotions that touched m v
heart, were those of mingled pity anil
veneration.— But ah! sacred Gml!
bow soon were all my feelings rhang ,
ed. The lips of the Apostles seemed j
uot more t inched will holy fire than
were those of this holy man. It was
a day of the administration of the j
sacrament; the subject of course, was j
the passion of the Saviour. I had I
heard the subject handled a thousand
times, and thought it exhausted long
ago. Little did I suppose that ii the
wild woods of America I was to meet i
a man, whose eloquence would give
(lie subject anew aud more sublime
pathos, than I ever before witnessed.
As he descended from the pulpit to
distribute the mystic symbols there
was a peculiar, a more than human
solemnity in his air and manner,
which made my blood run cold, and
my whole frame shiver.
‘He then drew a picture of the suf
ferings of our Saviour; his rucific
fion aud death: I knew the whole
history; but never until then, had f
heard the cir unistances so selected.
s*i arranged, so colored! It was all
new and I seemed to have heard it
the first time in niy life, llis enun
cih'iom was h* deliberate that his
voire trembled on every syllable anil
every heart in the assembly was in
unison.—His peculiar phrases had
that force of description that the ori-
Iginal scene seemed at the moment act
ing before our eyes. W saw the
faces of the Jews; —the staring fright
fulness of malice and rage—we saw
the buffet; my soul kindled with a
flame of indignation, and my hands
involuntarily • lenched.
‘But when he came to touch on
the patience, the forgiving meekness
of our Saviour, when lie drew to life,
his blessed eyes streaming in tears to
heaven; his voice breathing to God a
gentle prayer of pardon on his ene
mies. ‘Father forgive them for they
know not what they do*—the voice of
the preacher, which all along faltered,
grew fainter, until his utterance be
ing entirely obstructed by the force of
Ins feelings, he raised his handker-;
chief to lus eyes, and burst into a loud
inexpressible flood of grief. The!
whole house resounded with the:
mingled groans, the sobs and shrieks
of the congregation. It was some
time before the tumult subsided so
far as to permit him to proceed. In
deed, judging by the usual but falla
cious standard of my weakness, I he
gun to be very uneasy for the situa
tion of the preacher: for I could not
conceive h*w he would be able to let
down his audience from the height to
which h had wound them, without im
pairing the solemnity and dignity of
the subject or perhaps shocking them
by the abruptness of the fall. But !
no—the descent was as a beautiful
and sublime as the elevation had been
rapid and enthusiastic. ‘ The first
sentence with which he broke the aw
ful silence was a quotation from Uos
scau: ‘Socrates died like a philoso
pher, but Jesus Christ died like a
God.*
♦This man has been before my im
agination ever since. A thousand
times as I rode along, I dropped the
rains of my bridle, and tried to ioui-
tate his quotation from Rosseau; a
thousand times I abandoned the at
tempt in despair and felt persuaded
that liis peculiar manner arose from
an energy of soul, which no human
being could justly comprehend. In
short he seems to be a being of an
other age, one of totally different na
ture from the rest of men.’
How deplorable it is to seo a youth
of good cdu< at ion and talents, r< s
pectable connexions and fair pris
pects, sinking into bad habits by
seekihg idle society, night after night,
Sunday after Sunday, keeping l*;e
hours, distressing his connexions, em
bittering his own feelings every mo
ment except when he is in the noisy
ami pernicious vociferations of associ.
| ates that will neither put him in busi
ness, nor be useful customers in bu
siness. It is like seeing a fellow
creature w illingly throw hims if down
a precipice, unrestrained by the tears,
entreaties and efforts of friends, but
encouraged by shouts of demons, who
spread their arms to receive him.
ME TA PllO RICA L EXPO SITION.
August 30tli. Romans B'li ( hap.
35 and 37 verses. Stars shine bright
est in the darkest night. Ton h 8
are better for beating. Grapes come
not to the proof till they come to press.
Spices smell best when bruised.
Young trees root the faster for shak
ing. Gold looks better for scouring.
Juniper smells sweeter in the fire.
The palm tree proves the better for
pressing. Camomile the more you
tread it the more you spread it. Such
is the condition of all God’s children,
lh<*y are the most triumphant, when
most tempted, most glorious when
most afflicted. M"st in favour with
Goc, when least in man’s and least
in their own. As their conflicts so
their conquests. So their tribulation
so their triumphs. True Salaman
ders that live but in the furnace of
persecution. And where afflictions
hang heaviest, corruptions h.ng loos
est, and gra e, that is hid in nature
as sweet water in rose leaves, is ihe
most fragrant when the fire of af
fliction is put under to distill it out.
My life and all its comforts too
From God’s abundant bounty flow.
J/eaf.—Notwithstanding the spots
on the Sun, the heat has been so op %
: pressive f>r several days, that draw
ing one’s breath is a burden, and ex
ertion nearly impossible. Passing a
; tevern a day or two since, we saw
1 ‘mine host* busily engaged in pump
ing cold water on a large lump ol ice;
on enq iring what could be his object,
he replied,‘l am trying to coni mine
ice. ( Berkshire Americun.J
Glod aud paper. —At a fashionable
whist-party, a lady having won a
rubber of 20 guineas, the gentleman
who was her opponent pulled out his
pocket book and tendered 2 1l in bank
notes. The fair gamester observed,
with a disdainful toss of her head, ‘ln
the great houses which I frequent, sir,
we always use gold. 9 —‘That maybe,
madam,’ replied the gentleman, ‘but
in the little houses which 1 frequent,
1 we always use paper. 9
The Dutchman's Shower. —Our
steady rain has been interrupted by
two or three days of good weather,
and pleasantly cold* We have found
a good description of the previous
month, in the Dutchman’s weather
journal—‘Had a dunder shower for
tree weeks, and then it set in for
a settled rain.’
Salem Gazette .
No. 16.