Planters' weekly. (Greenesboro' [i.e. Greensboro], Ga.) 185?-18??, August 22, 1860, Image 1

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BY W.M. JEFFERSDY & €O. VOLUME 3. THE PLANTERS’ WEEKLY PUBLISHKD AT Greenesboro*. Ga. W. M. JEFFERSON,) ROMM W. STEVENS. > Proprietors. VRED. C. FULLER. ) TERMS.—TWO DOLLARS A YEAR; OR ONE DOLLAR AND FT FTY CENTS IN ADVANCE. ” Bates of Advertising. Advertisements inserted at the rate of one dollar per square of ten lines or less, for first and filly cents for each subsequent insertion, Tiose not marked with the number of inser tions will be published until forbid and charg ed at these rates. JTae follovhg are our West contracting „ „ RATIiS! 1 Sq’r Six months 37. .one year sl3 2 “ “ “ 11.. “ 20 3 “ “ “ l(j.. “ “ 28 4 column 6 mo. 20.. “ “ 35 4 •• 6 •• 30.. “ “ 55 | “ 6 “ 40.. “ “ 70 1 •• 6 “ 50.. “ “ Btf Advertisements from ‘.tramrers and transient persons must be paid for in advance. Legal Advertisements Sale of Land or Nps'roee, by A !miiii*tratora, .(Killori, and Guardian*, pe r square, 45 00 Saleol Personal property by Administrators, execulora, and Guardians, per square. 3 SO Jf-itice to Debtors and Creditors, * 3 50 N dice for Lea ve to Bel 1, 4 00 Citation for loiters of Admioistraiion 2 7o Ciiatim for Dismission from Administration, 500 Citation for Dismission from Guardianship. * 25 The Law of Newspapers. 1. Subscribers who do not give express no tice to the contrary, tue considered as wishing >t* continue their subscription. 3. If subscribers order the discontinuance of their newspaper, the publisher may continue to wend them, until all arrearages are paid. 8. If subscribers negleet or refuse to take t dr newspapers from the office to which they re directed, they are held respons ble until they have settled the bills and ordered them discontinued. 4. If subscribers remove to other places without informing the publisher, and the news papers are sent to the former direction, they are held responsible. B. The courts have decided that refusing, to take newspapers from the office, or removing and leaving them uncalled for, is prima facie evidence of intentional fraud. 6. The United States Courts have also, re peatedly decided, that a I’ostmaster who neg- I ecti to perform his duty of giving reasonable notice, s required by the Post Offi “e Depart ment, of the neglect of a person to take from the office newspapers addressed to him, rend ers the Postmaster liable to tho publisher for the subscription p.’ce. CARDS. OH N C. R E 11), ATTORNEY AT LAW, Jtwel's9-ly. Grecnesboro, Georgia. ROLIN W. STEVENS. ATTORNEY AT LAH?, Greensboro’ Georgia. WILL practice in the counties of Greene, Baldwin, Putnam, organ, Oglethorpe, Taliaferro and Hancock. [Feb. 2, 159-<f.] UNITED STATES HOTEL, Broad Street, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA. DWELL & MOSHER, Proprietors T>. DWELL I J. MOSIIKR Medical Card. 1 HEREBY tender my thanks to the public for kind- I ly bealowing on me heretofore, a larger share of j patronage than 1 anticipated, and again offer mv £7o- | /< esional service* to any who may gi’ me - When not profeseioosllv kr - ,_ rt , t'’ f ‘ n ,i •t Wood's Drag Btre. * 1 bo r “ uad l*? \Z, innoly, ‘ W. L bethf.a, m. and DENTISTRY. UR IT.ff. JfIOKGJMJW, Suieoß and Mechanical Dentist. Penfieitl, Georgia, WOULD inform the eitiient of Greene and ad joining oonnttee, that he i* prepared to perform may operation pertaining to hie profeeeion, withneat ■•** and diapnteb. He will ioeert from one to an en . tirtt net of teeth. It iahis intention to please. He will be in Greene.boro no Monday, Tuesday and Wedneaday of each wreck and in Penfield tbe remainder of hi* time. Any call from tbe eoantry that may be tendered him wilt meet with prompt attention. He refers to Dr. John B Murohy of Rome —Feb. 94. I -t>. M A T TINGS AT RBDVOBD PRICES. ifiim mittiHi, so,oo a roil. A“4 White Matting, §lO, a Roll. White Matting, sls a Roll (40 YARDS IN EACH ROLL) The Above are CASH Prices. fW“ Orders faithfully attended to. JAS. G. BAILIE A HR<\. New Carpet Stoic. AMjamr. tJs . ?“"* 2L ISOO-Sm. PIAOH* wf •> “•<*/ printed si j £Y this jrffiee, **WJ •‘‘Hi’ * nd m reason- I e-Mlffm,.. V PH X Weekly Jouraal—Devoted to fifoiae Literature, Agrieiiltre, Foreign and Domestic News, Wit, Humor, &c. MIS G KLLAKBOUB. LINES. ON THK DEATH OK G. P. R. JAMES. Earth! wear a mourning garb, List! how the murmuring breeze Bears on its wings a nation's grief, From lands beyond tho seas. Powerless and weak, the pen. And all unstrung, the lyre, Vanished its'tones of melody, Gone—its poetic tire. For we are called to m-otint Proud England’s gifted son, The loved of countless hearts an l homes, ller fondly cherished one. Within tho land of song, Beneath her glowing sky. ili* gentle spin! passed awa v, Borne on the sign. Vainly he sought to find, Amid the sunny bowers, Her genial clime—and breezes soft, Some health-restoring powers. No healing balm was there, Not all the fragrant breath Os Italy's sweet orange groves, Gould stay the invader—death. Through memory’s silent halls I'm wandering sadly now. To girlhood’s happy, happy days, E’er time had marked my brow. llow, o’er the storied page, I’ve hung in rapt delight; While refilling there of bolted Earl, Templar—and lady bright.* Ilia was the power to weave From licit historic mines, Amusement, with instructive love. Through fiction’s glowing lines. But he has passed away, And we, who linger here, Still wo< p that genius, such as his, Must grace a funeral bier. Ah! let no marble urn Enclose him in its gloom, But tuiiie a laurel wreath to deck His loved and honored tomb. Hancock Farming—Letter from Da vid Dickson. We need notask the attention of our rea ders to the subjoined letter of Mr. David Dickson, of Hancock. The accounts which, in the'unvarnished language of a fanner, he gives of tho re sults of his fanning, are-stteli as to seem almost incredible to persons not acquainted with him. To such persons, we will say that we, and a large circle of his immedi ate neighbors, emlrose without hesitation Mr. Dickson’s statements. By all who knows him he is known to be a careful, cautious man in all that he says, and iu no respect given to exaggeration Great as has been the surprise created by the ac count of his crops previously published, this surprise will be increased by the pub licatiou of to-day. Whila reading it we are almost inclined to become juvenile; throw np our hat and hurrah for old Geor gia ! Think of it. Ponder it, and then imitate it $5,451 income from four hands !! What an estimaf e does tLis give of Cotton, and land (bat will grow Cotton even though it require expensive manu ring and skillful cultivation. We are obliged to “F. J. R.” for his letter, as it has called out such communications as those of Mr. Simpson and Judge Thomas and Mr. Dickson, And rdinough we win rnn. “ little untUi ine intimation ot “puf fing,” auother splinter may be ran in the same sore spot whenever we are assured that it will be followed hr similar results. | Eds. So. Cult. Editors Southern Cultivator—l have just read an article in the June num ber of your paper from , ‘F. J. R.” headed •‘AH is not gold that glitters—Truth is mighty and must prevail.” If 1 consulted nty own feelings I would not reply to any part of his statements, but I tun ever ready to do my friends jus tice, and serve the good cause of Agricul ture I shall not try to makeany display or use any hard words, but if the truth that “F. J. R.” says must- prevail, turns the tables on him, I hope he will bear it kind ly. For the truth of what I say l refer to Hancock county. I will refer to each poiut iu “F. J. R’s” article in as few words as possible, and take them iu order. “F. J. R.” states “An odern Mecca has loomed up iu Hancock couuty, Ga., and there me numerous devotees “of Agricul ture, who with scrip and staff have desired to make n pilgrimage t the shrine where such wonderful virtues exist, and where such linaccountable profits loom up upon paper, so incredible to believe.” The people oi Hancock know those reports of i crops and profits are far below the mark, j hut they can’t believe *.ho fifty lo one bun- I dred white men story. “F. J. II.” is wofuily mistaken about j the unaccountable profits looming up on I paper. The profits have loomed up on ! broad acres of land, Negroes, Mules, tee., at the rate of eighty per cent, per annum, - GREENESBORO’, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY MORNING, AUGUST 22, 1860. years. “F. J. R.” says, “Middle Georgia, with her worn out gullied hills, has almost, with one accord, turned her eyes to the salva tion held out by the Mecca in our midst situated in Hancock county.” I will only say, let the many friends from every part of Georgia who have visited our county, say whether they have been disappoin ted or not. The next allusion is to the “eleven bales of Cotton.” Even that is below the amount: Fifty five hands, in 1859, made and gathered six hundred and sixty-seven bales of Cotton, which is more than twelve bales to the hand, besides one hundred dollars worth of Corn, Meat and Wheat sold per hand or fifty-five bundled dollars; all white labor was fairly counted. “F. J. R.” says “But just imagine, that after being fully posted up by disinterested parties, how utterly flattened out and com pletely wilted I (he) have become, when I have learned from good authority that in one particular case, (where newspaper puf fin” nao done tri'dfb) where eleven bales of Cotton was made to the hand Os the no account was given nor a Woid paid of the fifty to one hundred white hirelings in almost constant employment upon the farm, sowing, reaping, mowing, mauling rails, making gates and bars, scattering manure, and doing every other kind ot work except the actual planting and work ing of the land.” Here he has been bad ly gulled, and the worst part of it is, he has endorsed his authority as good. We know of no man so corrupt as to make such an assertion before the people of Hancock county. These lands were once considered not worth cultivating, and (lie people had from a very small amount to no property at all, but since “the Mecca lias loomed up,” they have suddenly become rich. 1 wiil tell you by what sort of people I am surrounded. They are as clever and as wealthy as any man's neighbors iu Georgia, and do not have to hire out to get a living. There are twenty-nine of them that join land with me on the outside ; twenty-five slave-holders, having from ten to over one hundred slaves each, and own ing from two hundred and fifty acres of land to more than eight thousand each— several from one to three thousand acres; four who do not hold slaves. All these neighbors are surrounded by slave owners. This little territory I have described is nearly twenty-five miles long and more than twelve miles wide. I know of no part of Georgia where there are so few white men compared with tho territory and slaves—there arc from five to seven slaves to one white person. It is too absurd, to think that in a county with double the number of slaves to the while population, and that scarcely’ votes seven hundred, one man could employ from fifty to one hundred white laborers, for all the work he has enumerated for the fifty to one hun dred men, would not average one hand for one month in each year. What a differ ence in the estimates. “F. J. R.” says, “Our (his) friends make no boast of what they can do.” If he dr as not. call the banter to Hancock ev ainst the Goose pond district of Ogle thorpe county, a boast, many others will. Before Hancock will accept the banter he must answev the following questions in the affffiiAtiVd . “as your c n,, nty.!with tifty-fivo hands on one plantation, produc ed iu one year a crop of Corn, Wheat Oats, Cotton and Meat, worth fifty-five thousand dollars? If not, Hancock can not accept the banter. Hid any planter in Oglethorpe ever make in any one y'ear, above all expenses, clear, the whole negro, horse and land property ? If not, then Hancock county cannot accept tho ban ter. The writer has done it on Washing ton county soil. I will copy from my book the force at my Washington county place, joining this, five miles off, and then give the crop. If Oglethorpe has not done as well, then do not banter ns any more: FOB 1859. Harris, the cotton picker, a man 1.0 Joe. a man 1.0 Clay, a boy 14 years old 0.6 Charity, a woman. 3 young children, 3 at the breast the first part of the year, gave birth to the fourth and nurseand that Jane, nine years old, first year out 0.3 Lucy Ann, 8 years old, first year out. .0.3 Nicy, 10 years, and the smallest 0.3 4.0 All told of my own force amounting to 4 hands. I paid ont not exceeding four hundred and fifty dollars, board included for regu lar bands only, which would have made about three hands, about one-half of which were white. Now for the crop. Saved and hauled to a gin on one of my places, and ginned and packed, ontside of tho making fence, one hundred and sixty-seven thousand pounds seed cotton, at. the price of neighborhood, for cotton in the seed. 167,000 pounds cotton, at $2.80c44,476.00 j 4,620 “ poik, at 8e 385.60 Corn. Oats, Fodder and Potatoes I will put down low, hay 500.00 Six llevve*, at sls each. 90.00 95,451.00 ’ (’an Goose pond district come up to tin* above? If not, then Hancock cannot ac cept the banter. The above result was made without any white man on tbe place to direct—tbe cot ton-picker, Harris, coming once a week to get his lessons from me, and the aid of a hired negro, Harry. Harris had no au thority to whip. I did not visit the place the first time until June, then not mere than seven times afterwards. The books were kept by a young man on tbe place. Messrs. Editors, your articles on Han cock Farming, (called “puffs” by ‘F. J. R.”) have created a greater interest in fanning, from Maryland to Texas, than all the articles you ever wrote, and are doing more good, causing the people to read, think, act and improve in everything ap pertaining to Agriculture. You have, no doubt, written hundreds of articles that contained more science and thought, that left the readers wiser, but none that crea ted such intense interest as ‘ the Hancock pnffs.” In conclusion, I will say; that lam not the only man in Hancock, by hundreds that is making large crops and large divi dends; and it ‘F. J. R.” is not satisfied that a negro hand can and does make elev en bales ot Cotton in one year, will ac cept my profits, as more than one hundred gentlemen iu Hancock will endorse. They know what I had to start with, and what I have now; the whole of the white labor has been-paid for. None of my property was bought on speculation ; it was purchas ed with the profits of each year, afterwards converted into gold. If you consult my wishes, you vt ill com mit this to the flames; but if you think it will contribute anything to the noble cause of Agriculture to publish it, then it is your will, not mine. Very truly, DAVID DICKSON. Sparta, Ga., June 12, 1860. An Address. [We are indebted to some unknown friend for a copy of an address delivered by Prof. I. N. Loomis, of Macon, Ga., at the Commencement exercises of the Woodland Female Institute, located at Saulsbury, Tenn. It abounds with the richest and rarest gems and pearls of thought. Read what lie says with refer ence to woman's literary attainments:] — hit. Companion. “Look at what woman has done in Lit ciature, Art and Science within the. last thirty years in this country and Europe. Within that period, Hannah Moore, Ma ria Edgewmth, Mary llowitt, Fredrika Brewer, Joanna Baillic, Mrs. Homans. Miss Landoo, Airs. Brownig, the Bonheurs Airs. Sommcrville, Charlotte Bronte, Aliss Bond, Airs. Sigourney, and a glittering galaxy of others, have multiplied the sun ny heights of wisdom annd extended the flowery and smiling domains of Poetry, Art, Science and Romance. They have added hugely to tbe sum ofhuman knowl edge and triumphantly vindicated woman’s claim to citizenship in the Republic of Let ters and to a niche of immortality in the Temple of Fame. They have given new impulses to all tho better and holier emo tions of life, and spread a genial, glowing influence, like a wave of light over the world. They have changed the heart of the world towards woman, and made it fc“! !>er wants and acknowledgeher worth. More than this, they have given us views of woman’s world and woman’s life, ns seen through woman’s eyes and felt by woman’s heart.” [Here is another paragraph that is so beautiful that it is almost holy :] “No human being has ever fallen so low as to be altogether insensible to the beautiful. The rude, profane sailor, walks the deck, too irreverent and forgetful of God to “see the works of the lord and Us wonders in the deep,” as be looks out upon one of those beautiful sun-sets, seen only at sea—masses ot gorgeous clouds, crimson and jnjiple and golden, rising and floating proudly like a king’s banner, the Sea, and air all aglow with a thousand varied tints softly hlqpding, the sun in regal splendor sin king to his- rosy ocean bed—tue spirit ofthe scene Bteals gently into the hardened sailor’s soul; with a melting heart he thinks of bis aged Moth er and dreams of better things. The wild bedouin of the Desert looks ont from his tent upon tho midnight sky, in every star he sees a glittering foot-print ot God, where erst he walked to and fro through the h.avene, “the sweet influence ofthe Pleiades,” the low hushed voices of the night, and the calm, still beauty of tho scene come unperceived over his wild fiery soul and his lips breathe “Allah Akbar,” God it great, and lie is subdued to the gentleness of a child.. Tbe stolid inebriate looks upon the sickly geranium his pale wife has placed upon tho window of his squalid home—with bleared and bloated eyes lie gazes upon the blushing petals as they struggle to unfold them selves to tbo sun-light, faint breathings of the beautiful stray over the chords of the heart long bushed; slowly, feebly they vibiate, like a long forgotten dream, via | ions of tbe past—of better days rise np in memory; his once cheerful home, his chil dren's gleesotn# play, bia wife, then beau tiful with her smiles of tenderness and ! love, her winning ways and watchful care I float dimly down the stream of time, frag- ments of the godlike still buried in his be sotted sold, resume their sway ; he wakes from his dream of beauty with a deathless resolve to be once more a man. Thus a sense of tlie beautiful may kindle a slum bering spark of goodness, or qnicken the latent germs of strength in the most aban doned heart 1 . Early Courtship iu Ohio. “If you can’t git them that you want, you must take them you can git, and that is how I eame to marry Patsey. Love will go where tis rent, any how, and wo cant help it, aud the harder a chap loves a gal, the poorer chance he stands of gif tin her : the thing is just here, the more he loves her, the more shy and trembling he is, and he can’t half-tell his feelins to her if lie tries —while the careless and unfeelin chap, that’s got no more love in him than a boss, can have a dozen gals after him at once. 1 have thought the heart is like mud tur tles eggs ; you dent the shell on one side— a dent on the other side made in the same manner, will bring all smooth again. So with the heart; one gal makes a dent—it remains bruised, til some other gal presses it, pushing out the old bruise and caving in anew one. Well, well, accidents will happen; folks will laugh—the world is more fond of fun than logic—and they might as well laugh at me as anybody. So I agreed to tell )ou about my first courtship. It wn’nt Patsey, but iny first sweetheart was a proper handsome gal 1 worked for her father. Ohio was all in the woods then, and everybody lived in Lg houses except down in Cleveland, there was a store or two. And my three bun dred acres that is worth now one hundred and fifty dollars an acre ; wasn’t worth when 1 bought it, only throe dollars.— Pshaw, pshaw ! how times is changed.— Glad to git corn bread and gammon gravy then— had to go thirty miles down to Cha grin to mill. I always used to go for boss, instead of himself, for I only ‘heafted’ ninety pouuds in weight and made a light er load over a bag ot corn on boss back. Let me see, 1 weigh eighty now. Well, 1 w'as twenty-five years old, just about, aud in love with boss’s daughter, but always thought she felt a leetle above me, for 1 was not any taller than I am now, not quite as tall as she was any how, and was working for eight dollars a month ; had to dress into linen at that. You nev er see one of them logging frocks, made out of tow, didye? Well, I bought this blue coat when I married Patsey tlii.ty and five years ago. 1 never wore any but tow—and if it wasn’t Sunday to-day I shouldn’t had it on, I despise ’stravagance new fangled flummeries and thingumbob noodles’ round y’r big houses. I was in love thirty-five years ago, head over heels and never dared to say a word about it. Her name was Jerusha, I long ed to tell her how my heart swelled and burnt for her as it thumped agin iny “ehist,” but I could never screw my cour age up to the pint—buttho’t I would some day—or souse other day Id been alone with her many a time and had resolved and re resolved on popping it right out— but tho, stillness was as awful on them ’casions as the roar of the Niagara, and my heart would feel all over like your little finger does wlieu you hit your elbow ’gin a thing accidental, a tarnal tingling fullness. Cuss nty luck, said I to myself, and Sun day night, as I cum hum from mill after a three day’s ride. Jerusha had a bran—a chap from town, dressed as smart as a dan cing master. Aly heart jumped into my gullet the minute I see him. I felt down in the mouth, for 1 knowed I was a gone teller. He had on broadcloth. Talk of your new fangled Gossop and Greshan houses now, but folks in them days didn’t have but one room down stairs, and ladder to go up stairß, puncheon floors was good enough below, and oak shakes split out by band kivered tlie chamber floor. It >vas so in boss’s bouse, and I slept up chamber, I want you to imagine two wooden books fixed up to hang a guu on right over the chamber beam : 1 want you to remember my tow shirt and I wont you to iningiuc my feelings that night after 1 went to bed for Jerusha aud the dandy chap had the hull room below to themselves, with a rousing bright fire to spark by. 1 couldn't stand the temtation to want to hear what they lad to say for themselves. Whisper, whisper, whisper. You may laugh at it, but it’s the naked truth that lam gomg to teD. I have laugbt myself at tlie same since. When I beard something pop like a kiss, by gin gei, I could stand my great heart-thumps no longer. Curiosity and jealousy got the uppei-hnnd or. me; I wanted to see for myself; so I slid out o’ bed, sitting flat like a tailor on the floor determined to hitch up fust as I sot, inch at a time, to the opening over the hearth where the beam and gun hooks was. A cat couldn't been no stiller arter a mouse, ; but iny heart thumped louder every hitch, just hs it will wher. a mail goes to do what ain’t right. Well just as I had gained tho right pint to look over at'eui, up tilled the peskey floor —down I went tow shirt lo guu hook—and there I hung blind-fold, like a squirr.d half skinned, right over my rival and swtellieart—ready for basting. I muldnt see st all arter tbs’ and ‘twa* more thsn Terms—sl,so Always in Advance. ten minutes before the old hoas awoke to tear me loose, dangling round the fire.— What; said he, got a spear rib, ha! Let me down, said I. I got pretty well baked an}-how, and liain’t been quite so raw since in love matters. Lord, 1 never look ed Jerusha in the lace from tliat day, nor a girl in the neighborhood, for I cculd swear she told ’em all. That accideut got my grit up to make a fortin. I went off a few miles and married the first chance I got, just out of spite—and Patsey is worth all on ’em, arter all—and marying is a lottery business. Then don’t bang yourself as I did) because you can’t get a particular girl but recollect your heart is like a rubber, it will stretch a good way and not break. Personal Appearance of Literary Peo ple. A correspondent of the Springfield Re publican gives the following pen-and-ink sketches of prominent literary people : “Emerson looks like a ruined farmer, meditative and quiet ; Longfellow like a good-natured beef-eater ; Holmes, like a ready-to-laugh little body wishing only to be “as funny as he can.” Everett seems only the graceful gentleman, who has been handsome ; Beecher, a ruddy rollicking toy. Whittier the most retiring of Qua kers ; and thus I might name others. Not one of these gentlemen can be called hand some, unless we except Beecher, who might be a deal handsomer. Mrs. Sigourney the grandmother cf American “female” literature, in her prime (if wo may believo her portrait) was quite handsome. Kathe rine Beecher is homely; Mrs. Beecher Stowe is so ordinary in looks that she has been taken for Mrs. Stowe’s “Biddy.”— Mrs. E. E. EUet looks liku a washerwo man. Margaret Fuller was plain. Char lotte Cushman has a face as marked as Daniel Webster’s and quite as strong; so has Elizabeth ll'ackwell. Harriet Hosmer looks like a man. Mrs. Oakes Smith is considered handsome. Mrs. Ward Howe has been a New York belle. Francis S. Osgood had a lovely, womanly face ; Amelia F. Welby was almost beautiful; Sarah J. Hale, in her young days, quite pretty, unless her picture fibs. The Da vidson sisters, ns well ns their gifted moth er, possessed beauty. If we cross the ocean, we find Madame DeStsel was a> fright ; but Hannah Moore was handsome;’ Elizabeth Fry, glorious ; Letitia Sangdon pretty ; Mrs. Hemans, wondrously lovely;” Maiy Howitt, fair and matronly ; Mrs. Norton, regally beautiful. Elizabeth Barrett Browning, her phisique, is angu lar ; and though she lias magnificent eyes, her face is suggestive of a tombstone.— Charlotte Bronte has a look in her eyes better than all beauty of features. But if we look at British men of first-class crani uins, Sliakespear and Milton were hand some. Dr. Johnson was a monster of ugliness ; so were Goldsmith and Pope. Addison was tolerably handsome ; Rnd Coleridge, Slierly, Byron, Moore, Camp bell, Burns, all were uncommonly so.— Sir Walter Scott locked very ordinary, in spite of his fine head. Macaulay is home ly ; Bulwor, nearly hideous, although a dandy Charles Dickens is called hand some, but. covered with jewelry, be can but look like a simpleton. Death of a Noted Glutton. Oil Wednesday morning last, says the Baltimore American of July 6th, a colored man named Thomas Thomas, well known in the eabtem section of the city as eating. Tom, died at his licuse on Pip-penny-bit alley, near Eden, north of Baltimore- Street. Hr had- partaken the previous evening of a large quantity of cucumbers r and on rising early on Wednesday morn ing drank immoderately of ice water. In consequence lie was seized w-ith violent paius from colic, arid notwithstanding the efforts of Dr. llealy, expired in two hours. He was iu the 88th year of his age, hav ing been born in 177-2, four years before the Declaration of Independence. In bis early life lie was engaged as a stevedore, continuing that occupation nntil his ad-, vaneed age compelled him to quit it. Ho has been known to eat a moderate sized ham with vegetables, fee., in proportion, at one meal. Six large loaves of bread, with more than a quart of coffee or tea, would.tearo,el}- suffice for bis breakfast or supper. A good sized goose or turkey would disappear from sight in a shoit space of time. His daughter would pre pare a plum pudding at statod and cook it in a bushel hag This would serve him and two others as a desert. A number of instances wherein bis voracious appetite lias been tested ln.vc occurred. At other times be would be content with a more moderate share of edibles. Haw to df it. —One of the wi iter’s school mates was always behind with his lessons upon one occasion h : s teacher, ii an aca demy iu which he had managed to obtain an entrance, was eiideit''oring to explain a question in arithmetic to him. He woa asked ; “.Suppose you had one hundred dollars, and were to give away eighty dollars--how would you asrettain bow much you had remaining!” His reply set teacher and scholars in a roar, for, with hit own peculiar diawling tore, le ei. claimed “Wbv J*l eouot it,’’ NUMBER 34.