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fy The following lines, by our fair correspondent
“u a. 5.,” were written during the struggle before
the corporation to prevent the desecration of Trinity
Church yard. They were published in the Herald,
from which paper we copy them. We particularly
refer our readers to the third and fourth stanzas, as
peculiarly beautiful.—JV. Y. Home Journal.
Ah, ghoul-like Avarice 1 insatiate greed!
Is not thy eruel appetite full fed ?
13 there no table furnished for thy need,
That thou must seek to banquet on the dead ?
Back from their graves! back from the holy dust,
Where our departed sires to rest are laid—
We will not violate the sacred trust,
Pledged by that peaceful spire’s guardian shade.
No loving hands their wasted limbs composed,
Or wrapped their forms in white symbolic shroud;
No kindred touch their weary eyelids closed,
Dim with the snow-fall from death’s wintry cloud.
No parting volley rang the last farewell,
Os mourning comrades to the soldier's grave;
No muffled drum was heard, nor holy heli,
Sounded the kucll of the departed brave.
Wake ! wake! Columbia! Let thy trumpet voice
Pour its sad requiem where thy martyrs sleep.
Alas! thou canst not bid those hearts rejoice,
Or awake those tranquil eyes from slumber deep.
Their toils the ’prisoned eagle’s wing unbound—
Gave freedom’s banner o’er thy land to wave;
Shall we despoil them of the rest they found ?
-The only meed thev sought—an honored grave?
T
OL! hid ihe monumental marble raise
Its white memorial finger to the sky,
Telling their deeds to all succeeding days,
Invoking blessings where The heroes lie.
Their life-blood, freely poured, baptized thy land,
Watered the soil, and bade t'nine olive bloom.
Then raise aloft thy lightning armed hand,
To smite the spoiler, and protect the tomb.
_ L A. S.
DOCTOR BPCRZHEIM.
The following ode, written by Mr. Pierpont, was
sung by the Handel and Hayden Society, with greet
effect, at the funeral of Doctor Spurzheitn.
Stranger, there is bending o’er thee
Many an eye with sorrow wet;
All our stricken hearts deplore thee ;
Who that knew thee can forget?
Who forget what thou hast spoken ?
Who, thine eye—thy noble frame?
But that golden bow 1 is broken,
r In the greatness of thy fame.
Autumn’s leaves shall fall and w ither
On the spot where thou sha't rest;
*Tis in love we bear thee thither,
To thy mourning mother's breast
For the stores of science brought us,
For the charms thy goodness gave,
For thf lessons thou hast taught us,
Can we give thee but a grave ?
Nature’s priest, how pure and fervent
Was thy worship at her shrine ?
Friend of man, of God the servant.
Advocate of truths divine—
Taught and charmed as by no othei
We have been and hope to be;
- But, while waiting round thee, brother.
For thy light—’tis dark with thee.
Dark with thee!—no; thy Creator,
AH whose creatures and whose law?.
Thou didst love, shall give the greater
Light than earth’s, as earth withdraws.
To thy God thy god-like spirit
Back we give, in filial trust;
Thy cold clay—we grieve to bear it
* To its chamber; but we must.
£§r I believe that if Christianity should be com
pelled to flee from the mansions of the great, the
academics of the philosophers, the halls of legisla
tors, or the throng of busy men, w e should find her
last and purest retreat w ith woman at the fireside;
her lasi audience altar would be the female heart;
her last audience would be the children gathered
•round the knees of a mother, her last sacrifice, the
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For th* Banner.
TDK MORAL QUESTION.
*‘We never can consent to make a moral reform
the basis of a political question.”
The above extract is from an article in the Colum
bus Times, against tha late Prohibition Convention
and its nomination for Governor. Many other senti
rnents of tlw same character have appeared in othei
journals, both Whig and Democratic, against tin
prohibition movement, and are all important as ex
hibiting to the people of Georgia the state of politics
in a moral point of view, and the grounds upon whirl
the cause of Temperance is now to be opposed.—
With such lights before us it hardly needs the moral
sense and sagacity of a savage to understand the
depth of depravity and sin to which parties and par
tisans have descended. It is not too much to say
that had such a sentiment as the above been uttered
from a responsible source, in the days of Washing
ton, every honest republican and democrat would
have been shocked with horror. And it is a fearfu
thing to know that such a doctrine can be instilled
into the minds of youths, from high quarters, at this
day. The question, if indeed a question it be, whe
ther moral reform* shall compose a part of, or entei
into, our political movements, is one so broad and
deep, one that involves such overwhelming conse
quences to society, it is not for me to undertake to
examine it in all its bearings. It is sufficient to say
that the tendency to the negative side of the ques
tion—the tendency of men and parties to banish all
morality from political parties and measures, have
made fearful inroads upon the institutions of the
country and the happiness of the people.
In the early history of our State, public tnen and
officials deemed it the first part of their public duties
to legislate for, and protect in the most effectual man
ner the morals of the people. To this end they pro
hibited bylaw, traffic in ardent spirits; they also, by
law, prohibited certain classes of people from settling
in their territory, on account of the immorality of
their habits —I refer to certain Europeans sought to
be excluded from Georgia in its early settlement.—
When our forefathers, in forming a national govern
ment, excluded from the constitution a nat onal Re
ligion, and religious tests, they did not use their in
fluence against religion or morality, twit aimed to pro
mote and protect as far as possible the purity and in
fluence of both. To this end too, they required oaths
to be taken and prayers to be made. They even ap
pealed in person to the Supreme Ruler of the Uni
verse for the rectitudo of their course. But in con
trast with these moral measures what do we witness
at the present day. In the more modern history of
our own State, wo find the enactment of proper and
wholesome laws for the protection of morals. Many
of w hich, be it said to our shame, are frittered away
j or trampled upon by our more modern and morality
! hating politicians. Among these, stands quite prom
inent the oath prescribed by our Fathers, to be ta
ken by live members of the Legislature. And it is
the shameful and impious violation of this great mo
ral and religious law in high (daces that has given
rise in a great measure to the “moral reform” party,
called the Temperance men. Next to this stands
the moral laws enacted by our fathers for the protec
tion of life, liberty and property. In these days of
anti-moral principles, many of our Governors, and
every Legislature that meets, make a business of set
ting them at nought. Thus politicians of this school
arc removing as fast as they can these foundations of
society, and scruple not to propagate their anti-moral
doctrine in the minds of the rising generation. No
wonder that disorder, crime and immorality are on
the increase. When moral questions, moral reforms
and moral restraints, any or all, are discarded by all
parties, if society does not decline into a barbarous
state it will be because posts of honor are viewed as
posts of infamy.
The Temperance question, as it now stands before
the people, involves the most momentous conse
quences. “By the law is the knowledge of sin.”—
The fact of this cause being assailed and repudiated
by some, on the grounds of its moral qualities, gives
to it a tenfold importance, and anew issue, the great
issue, whether morality is, or is not admissible in
politics. The making and selling of ardent spirits—
the making and keeping open rum holes for the man
ufacture of drunkards and the ruin of families, are!
thought a very important one; but the question w he- 1
liter by these nefarious means, men who uphold them ■
to gain place and avail themselves of their influence ,
shall govern the country, and thereby, and from their:
high seats send back their sinful influence, to con- 1
taminah- and debauch society anew, or whether men
who believe in morality in parties as well as else- j
where, shall bear sway, is superadded. This, then,
is in truth, an important question, one at least of i
equal moral magnitude to the first, and one that
should have been made apolitical question years ago.
The political history of the country, and of our State,
as referred to, is proof of the necessity of its brine
done now.
Should the negative side of this question, as now
raised, prevail, and become the settled policy of the
ruling political parties, language would Is; inadequate
to d**pict the evil consequences. It might well bo |
said “And the fifth angel sounded, and s saw a star
i fall from heaven unto the earth; and to him was giv-!
en the key of the bottomless put. And he opened:
the bottomless pit, and there arose a smoke out of
the frit, as the smoke of a great furnace, and the sun
| and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke of
Jthc pit And there came out of the smoke locusts
-upon the earth, and unto them was given poweras
, the scorpions of the earth have power.” •‘A--;:
th ~>-e - 1 -’ pit wWHK
MIU, OMU, UmMt, HI. % IK
P. S.—.’Since writing she foregoing 1 have seen the
“Banner” of the 24th and read the article of “ A.
Drummond.” It may be proper for me to say that
on the first announcement of the Temperance nomi* :
nation, several Democratic papers assailed the action
>f the Convention with great bitterness, and an as
surance that left us little or no reason to expect any
thing but abuse from them. Wh.nee the tnissil in niv
first article. Since that time, some of th<> Democratic
papers have spoken in quite a different spirit of our
cause, while at the same time some of the Whig pa
pers are Dying their best to damage us To them 1 ,
atn as ready to send a blow as to the Democrats. —
Os a truth it n>av he said there is nothing in Demo
cratic or Whig principles that should prevent either
ot those old parties from uniting with us. As strong
a whig as I have been, I am temperance man enough
to rejoice if the Democratic party would conic upon
our platform as a body, and help us elect our man.
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HEAR WADSWORTH.
Ecery government is bound to put forth its appro
priate potetr in the suppression of public rices.
Sin, indeed, as a principle of our nature latent in
the heart, is subject only to the higher jurisprudence,
of Jehovah. But sin, when it becomes sensible, dr
veloping itself openly in flagrant iniquities—becomes
a legitimate object of earthly jurisprudence—and
-bould be met promptly and resolutely by the stern
est rebuke of executive authority. While the great
end of till legislation in regard to public vices should
be—the prevention of crime and the reformation of
the criminal; and so should always be characterized
by great moderation and mercy ; nevertheless, such
legislation should be powerful and prompt; at once
impartial in its application and unyielding in its en
actments. It should be impartial in its application.
And here, perhaps, moro than elsewhere, is the
short-coming of our criminal code, it bears unequal
ly upon the castes of society. Its type is too truth
fully a spider's web, strong as a hempen rord around
the wing of a poor fly ; but weak ns gossamer to the
golden plumes of the humming-bird. It punishes
without mercy the shivering beggar who makes theft
of a coat to keep him from freezing; but smiles gra
ciously on the fraudulent bankrupt who, out of enor
mous robberies, can rear a palace of marble and crowd
it with the magnificence of an oriental monarch. It
is all iron to the poor drayman who happens to jostle
your carriage and mar a wheel or a panel; but only
popy and rose-leaf to n titled commander who, in
mad race upon the water, runs his bark into ship
wreck—the ruthless murderer of your beloved ones.
It has fetter and dungeon for the- poor coiner who
utters a spurious shilling; but only ottoman and
cologne for the swindling officials of a banking house,
flooding * whole land with utterances as worthless.
Vcriiy, the criminal jurisprudence of our times has
the Pharisee's moral conscience ; straining out with
shuddering recoil the poor gnat of iniquity, yet swal
lowing without shrug or contortion, hump and all,
the whole monstrous camel.
Government should legislate impartially, and then
execute impartially. It should frown as severely on
the rich and the noble, as on mendicant and menial.
Indeed, a:; crime committed in high places hies less
to excuse it, and reaches further in its mid-influence,
so should its punishment in high places be more
sternly inflexible. And instead of the monstrous
judicial iniquities so paraded in the midst of us,
whereby the richer villain goes free and the poorer
villain suffers —instead of this, I Ray, only the more
lacerating for the fine garment should lie the law’s
iron scourge—only the heavier for the pampered
flesh, the iron links of the fetter. In a word, a gov
ernment owes it to its subjects that its laws against
crime should be few and simple—based on justice,
but tempered with mercy—impartial in their opera
tion, and inflexibly executed
But with no further limits to enlarge on these gen
eral principles which should characterize legislation
in the suppression of iniquities, let me dwell in illus
tration, for a moment, on a few of the many public
immoralities a government should set itself to pre
vent or punish. Os course, in these illustrations, f
shall select only such as are not sufficiently regarded
in our land’s jurisprudence.
I. Take then, first, as an example, the vice of In
temperance.
Now you are all aware how this vice has come to
be regarded rather as a misfortune to be pitied, than
a crime to be punished. But all this is manifestly
most unwise arid most wicked. The intemperate
j inan, say what you will of him, is not, like a robbed
man in the street, the poor victim of another’s cupid
ity. Heis a most hold and brutal violator of all so
i cial and domestic rights. He commits high felony
on the property and prerogatives of his neighbors.—
H< robs his children of their rightful bread. He
lashes his wife with a sorer scourge than a scourge of
hot scorpions. He brings down to the grave with a
very murder, his gray hairs who hr-gat, and her bro
-1 ken heart who bore him. He rark: j with more than
inquisitorial torments those hearts that are bound to
’ him by love's deathless affection.- And cornea, there
: fore, as directly and manifestly into the legitimate
province of severe criminal law, as a man who com
-1 mils arson on his own house, or murder on his own
family.
And as of the intemperate man himself, so as well
’ of the man irho makes Traffic of Intemperance.
As observed before, I will not insult your under
standing, with an argument to prove that govern
ment has the right to rule out of the land this whole
‘ infamous commerce. I would sooner spend breath
on the proof that the law rr>m -
! sinned this right as its prerogative, in its whole wys
| teiu of license laws. Its right to licente pre-suppose
1 its right tv restrain. But then this license systen
;is not sufficient. It works partially and imperfectly
It is, indeed, nothing bettor than a logislntivo re
enactment of the grotesquely horrible old Bull ot
Papal Indulgences. Written fairly out as a business
transaction, and how would the doings ir this matte!
by n Board of Excise n ail ‘. Why something liki
this:
“Know all men by these presents, that on this
day of this year, Anno Domini, , because Mr.
A. B. seems morally qualified for such a business,
anil in consideration of value received, we herein
license him to destroy property, to bring misery in
to families, to take away bread and raiment from
small children, to make parents childless, and wives
widows, to fill poor houses with paupers, and prisons
with criminals, to send bodies to the grave, and souls
to damnation .’’
This—this, and this only, is the moral signitkamx
of our license system. And I say it works at best
partially and imperfectly. 1 am not thinking here
to speak of what would be in this matter a wise and
wholesome legislation, lam not satisfied that as
yet any proposed system of enactment meets the
case’s great cxegoncies. I am as heartily sick as
any man can be of all that ruffianism of moral re
forms, which will link temperance as a twin issue
w ith the foul ends of political partisanship. lam
not projecting (he provisions of a bill. lam only in
sisting on the grand principle of prerogative. That
it is the manifest right, and the bounden iluty, of all
human governments to rise up euch in its place, and
put its heel in all its omnipotent strength on this
monstrous Hydra of modern civilization.
DOE STICKS IN LOVE.
New Yoiik, Jan. 29, 18J55. —Previous to last Wed
nesday night, I had never been iu love. Have an oc
casional fit of cholera morbus, I bad never experi ne
ed anything oven remotely approaching the tender
passion. But on tho evening of the eventful Wed
nesday, Sandie Goalie invited me to go with him to
see his sister. Now my friend Sandie is not a Hchol
arv person, and lias never received that questionable
blessing, a college education. He always says ‘cod
fish’ instead of ‘bona fide,’ and calls ‘tempus fugit’
‘pork and beans;’ the only ‘Jupiter’ he knows is a
sable gentleman; and bis only idea of ‘Venus’ is a
colored washerwoman, who in early life got up his
hehdominal linen. But his sister is eminently clas
sic; she stoops fashionably, with the ‘Grecian’ bend
—has a Roman Nose and her name is Calanthe Ma
ria. I went to see that sister—l sate that sister—l
‘cared.’ That seraphic sister—to attempt a descrip
tion of her beauty would be insanity itself I will
only mention her hair, and when I have said that
this was sublime and divine, I wish it distinctly un
derstood that 1 use these feeble terms, because the
poverty of our language does not afford adjectives of
adequate force.
Tho instant 1 saw her my presence of mind desert
ed me, I felt bashful —I was conscious that I look
ed like a fool in the face, and my apparel, (on which
I had prided myself,) seemed as unworthy to he seen
in her presence, as if it bad been bought second
hand in Chatham street. Beneath the glance of her
brilliant eyes, my feet seemed to grow too short, and
my legs too long—my coat too big, and my collar
limpsy. I discovered a grease spot on my vest, and
seemed to become mysteriously conscious of a hole in
my pantaloons. Never had I been so shamefaced in
the feminine presence before, and my bashfulness on
ly temporarily deserted me, when, after much trib
ulation, 1 achieved a seat on a clumsy looking foot
stool, which I understood was called an ‘Ottoman.’—
Whether it had any connection with Turk, turkies
and Thanksgiving, I failled to discover.
Left alone a short time, I had leisure to recover
myself, and to note the individual charms of my fair
enslaver. A partial inventory of her visible apparel,
is ineffuci ably stamped upon my mind. A silk dress,
of a pattern which seemed to have been designed for
a gigantic checker board made with a train to do
scavenger duty, and short sleeves with lace curtains
Underneath—her neck and shoulders hidden from
view by a thin veil of transparent lace, of a pattern
1 designedly made to attract attention—beneath which
could be seen —but particulars are omitted. Suf
fice it to say she was dressed as the prevailing fashion
seems to demand. 1 essayed to speak to her, but
my timidity returned upon me with double her toes
while turning over hi r music -praised every thing
in the w rong [dace, and when she Hung a false note
I exclaimed ‘felicious.’ She made a two handed dis
cord which I pronounced enchanting, and when at
1 la:-l from excess of agitation she broke flat down, I
| enthusiastically declared that I was never morede
, lighted in the whole course of iny life. Asked her
; to play a waltz, -• nd handed her a choir-hook—open
ied at ‘Corinth’ and ‘Silver Street’—found I was
: wrong and turned over the leaf to ‘Sinners turn, why
will ye die'”’—di.- covered that all was not right yet,
j and then requested her to play some sacred music,
and in my anxiety to get the right notes this time,
placed before her the ‘Jenny Lind Polka,’ which she
at once began to play— I attempting to sing the words
of ‘Old Hundred’ which didn’t seem to jibe.
We tried to dance, but rny confusion still continu
j ed —I ‘chawsey’d’ myself across the table, and into a
mimic rack ‘promenaded’ my partner over the stove
| —‘balanced’ her into a sideboard, and eventually at
i tempted to scut hi”- •” * -
VOL. XXL-IMIR \i
diip at Waterloo —attempting to explain the difficul
ics which attended Henry Ward Beecher’s attempts
to get bis Opera of ‘Bobemain Girl,’ before the pub
ic—telling who had the blackestcye when President
I’icrcn and Joan of Arc fought their celebrated prize
Ight in tho Crystal Palace in New York in 1793
ind at last, breaking down in trying to explain wby
Admiral Elihu Burrit, and his light hand man Xer
xet the Great, did not succeed in taking Sevastopol
n a month, according to contract.
When I bid her ‘good night,’ sho took my hand
and set me crazy by tho touch of her fairy taper lin
gers—dreamed all night about Calanthe—got up in
tho morning, called the waiter ‘Calanthe’ and said
‘my darling,’ to him as he handed me my coffee
gave my tailor an order for a now coat and two pairs
of pantaloons, and told him to charge them to ‘Cal
inthe'—got a box of segars und a demijohn of Span
ish w-hiskey, and signed the drayman’s receipt ‘Cal
anthe'—all tho signs read ‘Oalunthc’—every street
was ‘Calanthe’ street—all the stages belonged to tho
‘Calanthe’ line, and were going to ‘Calanthe’ ferry—
the ship ‘Calanthe’ had arrived, the steamboat ‘Cal
anthe’ had burst her boiler, and the brig ‘Calnntho’
been seen bottom upwards with her ruddergone. I
saw, heard, read, dreamed, thought, and talked no
thing but ‘Calanthe,’ and cannibal that I am, l verily
believe I ate nothing but ‘OiiUnth. ’ for a month.
The day after I saw her first I felt so excc dingly
ainiable, that I bought something of every peddler
who came into the stare—laid in a stock of matches,
pencils, shoo brushes, suspenders, boot jacks and
blacking, which will last me a-short life time—bought
so much candy that the office boy had the colic every
afternoon for a week—and called the apple woman
‘my own sweet love’ and said ‘thank you darling,’
when she gave me pewter dimes in change.
Wrote spasmodic poetry about ‘Calanthe’ hair—a
sonnet to her glossy hair—tines to her raven tresses—
stanzas to her locks of jet -odes to her ebon ringlets
—verses to her sable curls—rhymes to her black
liair, and commenced a poem in seventeen cantos, to
her cbouy topped head, but on reflection I was led
to doubt the propriety of the comparison. I called
to act her every evening—substantial victuals don’t
agree with me—a kind word from her was a good
breakfast -a tender glance hau nerved mo for a din
ner many a time, and when she pressed my hand, I
couldn’t eat anything for a fortnight but oranges,
cream, candy, and vanilla beans. We went to tho
theatre, endured the negro minstrels, and braved tho
horrors of a second rate Italian Opera Company—in
fact, every where, where there was anything to bo
seen, or heard, there were Calanthe Maria and her
devoted Philander.
For a month I forgot my debts, neglected busmens,
ignored entirely this mundane sphere, and lived in a
rainbow colored aerial castle, of the most elegant fin
ish—surrounded by roses, attended by Cupids, und
just big enough for Calanthe Maria and tho subscri
ber. In that happy place there was no duns, r.o
tailor’s bills, no trouble, no debts, no getting up ear
ly on cold mornings, no tight boots, no bad segars;
nothing but love, luxury, Calanthe Maria. I came
down occasionally out of uiy air mansion, to speak a
few words of compassion to my companions in the
office, who hadn’t got any ‘Calanthe,’ but went right
back again as quick as I could, to that rose colored
dreamland where lovo and Calanthe were “boss and
all hands. ”
At last, ons fatal evening, I wus undeceived. We
were waltzing, and through some clumsiness on my
part, her hair caught in the gas fixture, some myste
rious string broke, and thos.- glossy ringlets, the ob
ject of my adoration, came off, leaving her head ns
bald as a brickbat.
Relating this scrape of the locks to a friend, he in
formed me that the rest of her charms would not
bear minute inspection, for she wore false teeth, and
bought her complexion at Phalon’s ; and that her
graceful form was the result of a skilful combination
of cotton and whalebone. This was too much. While
I thought Calanthe a woman, I loved her, but the
discovery of a fishy element excited a prejudice—as
a female, she hod my affections, and 1 contemplated
matrimony—as a land mermaid I had no denim to
swindle Barnutn and becomu her proprietor.
Coming os I did from a section of country w here
they have human women, and where they don’t at
tempt to deceive masculine mankind with French
milliner’s strategy, I was unprepared for counterfeits,
and had been easily deluded by a spurious article.—
But find that in New York, perambulating bundles
of dry goods frequently pass current as w omen—and
the milliners now put their eccentric inventions upon
these locomotive shamH, to the great neglect of those
revolving waxen ladies who used to perform their
perpetual gyrations in the show windows. As an ad
vertising medium, they possess facilities of publicity
beyond any of the newspapers haring a city circula
tion, which is unattainable by any thing dumb and un
pettieoated. The great staple of the South has not
only ‘tnadn’ some of our first men, but has b.cn dis
covered to enter largely into the composition of many
of our ladies.
My madness was now over—the spell was broken
—the blind fiend was exercised —reason got back to
her old bunk, and “Richard was himself again.”
Yours, convalescent und thankful,
Q. K. Philander Doesticxs, P. B.
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.. —v •'“•’r
s JAMES T. ISLAIN,
( rUINTJEU.