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VOL. XVIII THE TIKPERANCE BANKER IS THR Organ of the Sons of Temperance AND OF THE State Convention of Georgia: ; PUBLISHED WEEKLY, BY BE1IA?III!V BIIAMTI-Y. U* Thrms —One Dollar a year,in advance. Letter* must be Post paid, to receive at tention. “suns of temperance. Pledge of the Sons of Tempe rance.*-!, without reserve, solemnly pledge my honor as a man that I will neither make, buy, sell noruse, as a beverage, any Spirituous or Malt Liquors, Wine or Cider. Officers of the Grsiud Division. E. 11. Mtkrs, (. W. P. M aeon. B. Brantly. G. W. A. Penfield. ! W. S. Williford, S. Scribe, Macon. E.C. Granniss, G. Treas. Macon. D. P. Jones, G. Chap. Palmetto. Wm. Woods. G. Con. Madison. TS M Bloodworth,G Sent. Liberty Hill CAUETS OF TEMPEKANCE. ei. No member shall make, buy, sell or use j as a beverage,any spirituous or malt liquors J wine or cider. Officer!) of the tfrand Section. J. W. Benson, G. P. Macon. B. Burton, G. A. P. Pondtown. L. C. Simson, G. S. &. T. Atlanta. Rev. J. S. Wilson, G. C. Decatur. S. M. H. Byrd, G.G. Oxford. \V. P Kino, G. W. Thotnaston. j •-* 1 . a L ea V--'.- I J ; 1. O. of Kec ha bites. Officers of Georgia Disl. Tent, No. 28, locs- | led at Washington, Wi!kesCo.,Ga.: John R. Smith, D P. 0. R. Washington, C. R. Hanleiter, D. C. R Atlanta, Rev.G.G. Nerman.D. D. R. Washington A. H. Sneed, 1) K S. „ K. H O'Neal, I). F. S. ~ L. F. Carrington, D. T. •> C. W. Hancock, D. L. >, Becliabite’s Pledge. I hereby declare, that l will abstain from all j intoxicating liquors, and will not give, nor offer ; them to others, except in religious ordinances, i or when prescribed, in good faith, by a tnedi cal practitioner; 1 will not engage ill the traf : ficofthrm, and in all suitable ways will dis- j countenance the use, sale and manufacture ol them ; and to the utmost of my power, I will endeavor to spread the principles ol abstinence from all intoxicating liquors MORAL AND RELIGIOUS. From the National Era. A Vision of Worlds. BY MART CLEMMER AMES. Lost to the sense of earth’s dull sights, On new-lent wings tny spirit flies, And resting on heaven’s terraced heights, II reads the mysteries of the skies. Faint, glimmering beams of distant light, Are, now, no longer all I see, Os worlds, which measure in their flight, The circles of infinity. Fathomless depths sweep far below; Measureless heights above I see; While towering systems form the gates, Which shut from sight the Deity! Infinite lengths their folds embrace, As o’er all human thought they rise; Where surging deeps of flaming worlds, Form the faint outline of the skies. Here central suns shoot forth their rays, And rolling orbs their cycles keep; While forming spheres, like Eden isles, In seas of ether softly sleep. On, with unutterable pace, Rush sweeping worlds of filmy light, While o’er iatermiliable plains, Lie long eternities of night. Anthems are jng and echoes heard, Waking the mysteries of sound; The solemn hyirns of singing worlds, Wake music in the vast profound, O! if an angel’s soul were tuine, With fiowers divine to grasp eaeh sight, No measured lengths of rolling years Should mark the boundaries of ray Sight, But, lo! a trembling child of earth, I view God’s might—his glory here; Lest in infinity of sight, My human heart is filled with fear. In vain may thoughts essay to rise; Imagination’s swiftest pace. Grows faint and slow, when mortals strive The majesty of God to trace. But, 0! we know that He who made And rules this vast immensity. Will give unto a deathless *oJ, A life of immortality. Mysterious voices in its depths, But faintly tell what it shall he; In this undying light ®t stars, I reach my own eternity. Immortality- It cannot be that on earth is man’s abiding place. It cannot be that our life is a bubble, cast up by the ocean of eternity, te float a moment on its waves, and sink into nothingness. Else why is it that the high and a-pita lions which leap like angels from the temple of our hearts, are forever wan dering abroad unsatisfied t Why is it that the rainbow and the cloud cornel J over us with a beauty that is not of | earth, and 1 hen pass off and leave us to muse upon their faded loveliness ? Why is it that the stars which ’‘hold their festivals around the midnight throne,” and sol above the grasp of limited faculties—forover mocking us with their unapproachable glory? And finally, why is it that bright forms of human beauty are presented to our view and then taken from us—leaving tlie thousand streams to flow back ill an Alpine torrent upon our hearts! VVe I were born to a higher destiny than that of earth. There is a realm where the ; rainbow never fades, where the stars will be spread out before us like the islands that slumber on the ocean, and where the beautiful beings which here pass before us like visions, will stay in our presence forever.— Prentice. Time and Eternity. —VVe step the earth—we look abroad over it, and it looks immense—so does the sea. What ! ages have men lived—and know but a small portion!—They circumnavigate it now with a speed tinder which its vast I hulk shrinks. Bui let the astronomer lift up his glass and he learns to be | lieve in a mass of matter, compared with which this great globe itself be comes an imponderable grain of dust. And so to teach us, walking the road of life a year, a day, an hour shall seem long. As we grow older, the [ time shortens, hut when we lift up our eyes to look beyond this our seventy years and tlio few thousands of years J which have rolled over the human race, vanish into a point; for then we are measuring Time and Eternity. Sublime Pagan Divinity. —Cicero, it) his Natura Deorum, has preserved to us, from a lost work of Aristotle, a fragment which justifies tiie fame of tliul Jlumen orationie aureum which so largely fertilized the literature of anti quity. Tiie fine idea is as follows: *‘lf there were beings who lived in the depths of the earth, in dwelling places adorned with paintings and statues, and everything enjoyed by those most wealthy and toriunalo in the world, | and if these beings could receive tidings j of the glory and power of the divinities, | and, after that, come out from their jdurk residences through the fissures of j the globe to the suifuce on which we ! stand; if they could suddenly seethe i earth and the sea, and the circle of | Heaven—contemplate the great cloudy expanse, hear the winds of the firma ment, and admire the maj< sty and beau tiful effulgence of the sun; could they behold the starry host of Heaven, in the night, the rolling and changing moon, and the tising and setting of the celes tial orbs in the order prescribed from eternity—they would surely exclaim, ‘There are indeed gods, and such mag nificent tilings must be the work of their hands!’” Old Winter. —‘-Old winter is com ing” we are told. Os course he is— and let him come, for a merry old fel low is he. All! the poor, take care of the poor—when he plays his bag-pipe around the cornes of the dwelling, or whistles his songs through the leafless branches of the trees. After all, ifyou have a merry company around you; if eyes sparkle and cheeks glow, and mother sews, and grand-mother knits, while you hold the newspuper smuggled down in that cosy arm-chair, and en joying the same talk generally what a happy being you are! How good the i roast apples smell! All merry, happy | —even the baby—the little laughing, 1 pratling of its mother, makes more fun i than all. 1 The Boston Olive Branch, advises its readers, und so do we ours, to hang up your golden squashes by their crook -1 ed necks, at the same time hang up discontent with his crooked neck. If he should strangle, so much clear gain; for have you not heard, ‘-belter is a dinner with herbs where love reigns, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.” List your doors and shut out the wind; at the same time shut envy out of your hearts. Mend your gate*, and mend —your manners, we were going to say —there is room for improvement in every thing. Lay in your sugar and molasses, and as much sweet temper (warrented notto ferment) as will keep till spring, Preserve your peaches and your equanimity. Keep your mould from your cheese, pork barrel and your memory ! the two former by being careful, the latter by being vir tuous. Look over your apples and po tatoes occasionally and overlook your neighbor’s faults. Give your attention to vour business—give of your abun dance to the poor. By following these rules we will insure you a happy j winter. Transtorted for Life.—The man who marries happtlj. PENFIELD, GA. DECEMBER 4, 1852. Fnr the Temperance Banner. To Mr. Patrick Gorris, Esq., oj Jtff \ferson. —Dear Mr. Gorris: —Yours was read with intense interest. Al - towards the first, your beauti ful words caused a mighty Buttering in my left side, yot 1 became measurably u/t-nervous alter a while. A word fit ly spoken is like apples of gold in pic tures of silver. Your words were fitly spoken. You state, that like the fore, you have hitherto been unable to reach t '■if'grapes and have consoled yourself, that they were not really what they seem ed to be. If you will allow a weak headed girl to judge, you guessed ex actly right in that ; for frequently it happens that the most daxzling dress and tho gaudiest flowers are used to deck nobody ; and that frequently a master is uisguised in a very ruslio dress. He who pays his addresses to one who is apparently “just emerged from the chest,” and whose every word is blended with honey, if he catches her lie catches a tartar ; and she will be a lormenter and not a soother. Such girls are like the tiger, outwardly they ap pear beautiful, hut within they are cru el, malicious, devilish. The less one has to do with them the better it is for him. You fear you will not get a wife if you get married. That is the true principle dear friend ; goon. Tho greatest objection 1 find in gentlemen is, (with the exception of intemperance) that they are too easily pleasee. They never make the necessary inquiries.— When 1 see a man that is hard topleuse in a partner, I take it for granted that his aim is to make his wife happy, and of course he wants a wife of the same sort of material—ho will do and no mis take. Girls when you ure wooed by a man who will kneel and cringe and say you are a perfect model, and let you say what you will, agrees that it is all right, dread him ! oh dread him ! It is almost invariably so, that there will he hard words more or less be tween every couple, and it is my im pression that all the scolding should he done while single. It is much to he regretted that people do not quarrel white in the ranks of the single, and then after marriage do their courting ; if indeed they needs must quarrel.— Again, Mr. Gorris, you are aware that many a lovely happy girl has been won from her father’s bright fireside to drag out a miserable life with an unprinci pled villanous man (not a husband) who itad craftiness enough to hide his faults from the unsuspecting girl, utid when she uwakf din the morning of matri mony, it was as the universalists awak ing in the lower regions, not as she ex pected. Do not think dear Mr. Gorris, that I mean you. You write too frank ly, too freely, (or me to entertain for a moment, any sucii opinion of you ; hut you know that many times, the reason a lady “appears like an old fiddle and requires a good deal of screwing up,” the man is not u judge of the instru ment, consequently he tunes too high and ruins the moral, mental and corpo real tone ol his fiddle. -“My desire has not been gratified, nor my notion changed,” and if you choose, l will grant you the privilege of becoming personally acquainted with me. As to the proof of your being a sober man, I will not call in question at all ; all l have to say about that, is, that I wish ev ery man from the East of Maine to the West of California was down with the, same complaint. Kind sir, I hope you will not think me hold for writing that “1 wunted a husband,” for this is Leap Year you know, and the girls have great prioi leges during Bissextile, which is my ex cuse fbr'first writing. Write again soon if you choose. Yours, &c. MARTHA ANN. Craftsville, Ga. For the Temperance Banner. The Drunkard’s End. See that crowd rushing into a house j from which the screams of a woman j and her children are heard. The hus j band in a fit has fallen into the fire, i and lies half consumed on his own hearth. See that melancholy light which streams from the shattered win dows of yonder old dilapidated shed.— It is midnight. The drunkard is dy trig, surrounded by his wretched fami ly. He has not been sober before for years. His constitution can bear the burning stream no longer. He must die. He knows it. He feels it. lie knows he has blasted the hopes of that ematiated woman who kneels weeping by his bed. He knows he has reduced his little children to rags. He knows he has sinned against an omnipotent God. He dares not think of heaven? Time, probation, infinite mercy have all been despised. Eternity, dark, fie ry, interminable eternity, rolls its hor rorsover his soul. But let us not hear his execrations of despair. Let us not | look upon the agooies of his. In concluding this awful picture let ussiy to you who love the bottle, con- jsider what muy beyimr end. And ye who hold tho bottle to your neighbor’s mouth —hearken to the truth Ye are accountable to Almighty G!od for all such ruin as this ! BETA. For the Touiperaiioa Banner. Palmetto, Gu., Nov. 19, 1852. Dear Banner, —On Wednesday, the 10th inst., I leave home lor Tennessee, and stay all night at Butler’s cold wu ter house, (Oily Hall,) in Atlanta.— On Thursday 11th, 1 get on board the State car and find that polite and popu lar 00-nfuctor, Reynolds on board. 1 get off at Adairsville, having an ap pointment at night. Here they have a small Division, but just set it down “it is good what’s ol it.” The scene at night where 1 lecture 1 was not credita ble for those engaged in it. That ex eel lent man, and agent at the Depot, McAlister, aided by other friends, fitted up the Depot for the meeting. We had a good turn out, several ladies. There were hard by the Depot six [freight eii. gines who usually meet here at night. Soon as I began to lecture, the whistles began to blow and yells heard, respon sive to the blowing. We were much annoyed too by their coining to the door some bantering me to go uud drink. One, as I was told, tried to get a negro to reply to me when done He, as 1 learned, got knocked down by a gentleman, though no Son of Tem perance, a friend to good order. I know r.ot how many or how few of the oar hands were engaged in the afluir, one thing I know, if Mr. Wadley knew who they were, he would not pass the affair unnoticed. We hud assembled peaceably on a lawful occasion, and were annoyed in a waj known to those present us well us myself. On Friday, got on oars, dine ut Cal houn at tits Calhoun house. I cuu say, try it who may, they will pronounce it a good house, though there is another good house here, the Gordon house. — The whole place was in u stir of hu man beings to see two negroes hanged. 1 saw several under the influence of li quor. When will public execution, cease! I get to Dalton at the usual hour—l found on board yet Mr. Chan dler as conductor. No road cun boast of more polite conductors than those on the Slate Road, a Reynolds, King and Chandler. 1 make not these remarks to discriminate tor 1 believo all the roads in Georgia are blessed with reul gentlemen us conductors, uud if they are not Sons of Temperance all of them, they are practically temperate. I think too. sober, competent and careful engi neers mostly hold the reins of the old fire horses. Hence surely none of tho engineers were accessary to the scenes of the lltli inst., at Adairsville. At Dalton 1 take the East Tennessee curs and find friend McClelland still conduc tor, as pleasing, as polilo uud gentle manly us ever. I land in Philadelphia, Tenn., about dark and find the brethren of Jones Division preparing for a torch light pro cession. It came off ut night, preceded by a hand of music, was quite imposing. 1 hud the pleasure of getting up this Di vision about twelve months ago with 23 charter members, they now number seventy, many are the cold water tro phies mi it, causing joy to beam in many eyes of women and children. On the 13th, the procession of Sous and ladies moved to the Presbyterian church, where the ceremonies of the presenta tion of a silver cup to your humble ser vant took place. W. C. Nelson made a pretty speech, 1 responded and re ceived the cup at Ida hands and felt prime. The cup is now before me— |my children and grand children must | keep it in the family u a family code of i arms, commemorative of my battles with Prince Alchy. 1 preached on Sabbath, 14th in Phil adelphia, a good meeting—again on I Monday night—still interesting/ | Preach again on Tuesday night, on I Wednesday before day get on cars and 1 hail for Georgia, dine at that good j house (try who will,) Dr. Johnson’s at Kingston. If 1 had lime, I could say much in re gard to the sweet valley of E. Tennes see where 1 was, its people, agriculture, dec. Truly in L. P. & F. D. P. JONES. Dangers of Brandy Drinking. in the last number of the Irish Quar terly Review, the weakness of poor Ma ginii is thus alluded tot “He now turned for oornfbrt ar.d in spiration to the foul fiend, Brandy, which has been the cause of misery and death to so many men of gen. We regret (lie errors of Addison and Steele, we sjgh at the recollection of poor Moreland, the painter, working at his last picture, with the bru h in one hand, and a glass of brandy in the other, for he had then arrived at the terrible con j dition in which reason could only visit I him through intoxication; and Maginn, although not so fallen as this sunk deep-; i ly. The weary hours of lonely watch-1 i. ing brought no resource, Inti that which 11 copious drafts of the liquor could sup. i ply. Health was fading away, the brightest years of life were passed for i ever, and as the dim future lowered, lie i gazed upon it under tho influence of | that demon which enthralled tho brill : iant souls of Addison, ol Sheridan, of Charles Lamb, und which sent the once stalwart form of Theodore Hook, a | miserable, wretched skeleton, to the ; grave. Maginn, we know, felt his position, lie was neglected by his own party — he wus forgotten by many of his lor liter friends, and as wo looked upon him in his pitiable condition, and compared what we then saw in him with what he might have, and ns we hoped would have been, we often reoulled the fear ful passage of Charles Lamb: ‘When you find a ticklish relish upon yuur tongue, disposing yon to a witty sort ol conversation, especially if you find u preternatural flow of ideas setting in upon you ut the sight of a bottle und fresh glasses, avoid giving way to it as you would fly your greatest destruo lion. If you cannot crush tiie power of fancy, or that within you which you mistake for such, divert it, give it some other play. Write un essay, pen a character of description—hut not as 1 do now, with tears trickling down in) cheeks. To be an object of compas sion to friends, of derision to foes; to he suspected by strangers, stared ut uy fools: to he esteemed dull when you cannot be witty, to he applauded for witty when you know that you have been dull; to he culled upon for the ex temporuneous exercise of that faoulty which no premeditution can give; to he set on :o provoke mirth which procures tho procurer hatred; to give pleasure, and be paid with squinting malices to swallow drufts of life destroying wine, which are to ho distilled into airy breath to tickle vain auditors; to mortgage miserable morrows for nights of mad ness; to waste whole seas of time upon those who pay it hack in little ihconsid erable drops of grudging applause—are tfie wages of bulfoonry ami death.’” From the Philadelphia Sun. What I Don’t Like to See. 1. A man, who has been a confirm ed drunkurd tor years, become reform ed and sign the pledge, thereby making the hearts of his wife and children glad. 2. A mail of Wealth making large re ligious and charitable donulions. 3. A minister of thu gospel who practices all he preaches. 4. A traveller in the cars buy a newspaper of a hoy in haste, for fear the might start and jeopardise ttie poor hoy’s life in getting off. 6. A young lad resists the tempta tions by which he is assailed, in the form of amusements, novel reudiiig,dzo. and apply himself diligently to that wined will give hint virtuous instruc tion. 6. A chuoh pay u paster the salary he deserves. 7. Senators und Representatives of the United States think only of the good of the conntry, und leading sober ami respectuble lives. W. The police of a city honest and faithful in the discharge of their duly. 9. A merchant refuse to cheat his customers. 10. A husband and wife lead un up right and loving life, and bring up their children in the paths oftruth. 11. und lustly. Ido not like to see my own servants—ruinsellers and drinkers, gamblers and deceivers—re pent their actions, refonn, and become sober, steady and upright men. Satan. Scorch Corner, Demon town. CtfiNksE HotfSE Builders.— A num ber of Chinese mechanics uml laborers are now engaged on I’arroti’s splendid granite building on tho corner of Cali fornia and Montgomery streets. They appear to he a very steady, sober, and industrious set —apparently very slow, but sure. They calculate with great exactness and nicety, and turn out their work handsomely. They ure at pres enl building a queer kind of scaffold for the masons. It is made out of small poles ami bamboos, which are fastened together with smull withes. It is strong and substarrtil, and less liable to give way than those gennrally erected by our mechanics. The building on which they are engaged will, when complet ed, he the most magnificent structure in California. This structure is inten ded for Page Bacon & Co.’s Banking House. It is curious to see the Chinese work. Instead of hoisting by tackle the large blocks of granite, as with us in Eastern cities, they simply fasten ropes around the block, arid having secured them to bamboo poles, eight big strapping Chi namen take the block upon their shoulders, and march up the staging to the second story, and pluce it on the spot desired. Many of these blocks weigh 300 to 500 pounds each. There l is u perfect building mania existing here at present. First class fire-proot” buildings continue to go up like magic, all over tho city. Brinks are now cheaper than lumber, and the high rents ruling in luce multitudes to invest their surplus money ■ in stores, as the surest investment to he made.— San Francisco Carr, if the N • Y. Jour, of j Com. The Supply ok Cotton.—The ex* perience ol tlio pust tew years, satisfies us of the niter fulluev of making caiou iaiiotts upon u growing crap of cotlou, and thu probuble aggregrlu re< ejplv.—* Wo have read circulars emanating from most respectable sources, the authors of j which ure veterans in tiie “oottou line” j observing, intelligent, uud of general accuracy in the management of their affairs, and yet the oulculution und es- I liinules made up in some of these circu lars have been most ludicrously ut va riance With the result. Upuit this sub ject tho most observing and accurate ure inclined to be at tuull. it is only about u year ago, that a papei was han ded round among our cotton merchants, and each put down his own estimate of the ensuing crop; but how did it luru out ? The one that came the nearest to tlio result wus some 490,000 baloa short in his estimate. We consider it then as time unprofitubly employed, to he indulging in speculations as to tlrsf extent of the crop, and figuring it out, as many do, to a fraction, apparently to there own satisfaction, and with a view of producing conviction in others.— The deulers in cotton are distinctive and antagonistic and sellers ; being influenced by their in terest their judgment follows the lead or bent of their desire*—and long crop men und sltort crop men ure such be cuuse their wishes und interests incline them to bo so. But it is not only in the extent of the crop that we have annual witnesses of this fallibility of judgment; the same uncertitude prevails in estimating the consumption. The magnitude ol last year’s crop orealed no greuter surpris than i he enormous consumption, which lias exceeded all expectation.—lY. (K Couimsicial Bulletin. Washing Mauk Easy. —The “era zy folks” in the Asylum ut Hartford, Ct., mix a gill of alcohol with a gallo,. of soft soap, just as they ure going la rub it in the clothes, which they then souk two or three hours, and then mere ly rinse out In clear water-, and all the dirt is out as effectually as good sense is out of a lellow after drinking the same quantity of the “poisonous stuff.” Just tell the women that this is the eusiost wuy to make wushing easy, and urge them to try it, and you will thereafter have no reason to run away on wushing day. In wushing stairs and passages, always use a sponge in stead of cloth when wushing the space between the curpet and wall, and you will not soil the odges. Sponge is cheap, and this information ischsan, but is vuluahle to all housekeepers. Walnuts a Family Mbdioirb.— Thar New England Cultivator present* the following receipt for making a useful medicine from walnuts. Gel the green walnuts fit for pickling, put them in it stone jar filled up with sugar, in the proportion of half u pound to a score of walnuts; place the jar in u saucepan of boiling water for about threw hours, taking cure that the water does r.ot get in, und keep it simmering during the operation. The sugar, when dissolved, should cover the walnuts, arid if it does not, add more, cover it close, and in six months, it will he fit for me; the older the better it is. One walnut is a dose for a child six years of age; as a purga tive, and it has this grout advantage over drugs, thu, while it is art excellent medicine, it is at the same time very pleasant to the pul ate, und will bo es teemed by the young folks as a:reut- Effects of Wearing Tight Boots. —Thomas Lippencott, a young man now lying at the Commercial Hospital, Cincinnati, has injured one of his feet to such un extent, by the practico of wearing tight boots, that it is necesvary to have it umptrtated. Enlarging the Area. —ft is aaid that the tract of lund lately ceded to the United Stales by the Sioux Indians, i about 800 miles long by 140 broad, malting 1 i 2,000 square miles, or a piece of ground nearly three times the size of New-York and almost equal to the area of England, Ireland and Scotland put together. It is ten times as large as Holland, nine times tiie eize of Bel gium, half as large as France, thnw limes the size of Portugal, five thous and square miles larger than Prussia, and over five times the size ofSwitzer land. “Why do you use too much tobacco?” said ait Englishman to an American the other evening. “Because 1 chews/’ was the reply. NO. 49