Southern post. (Macon, Ga.) 1837-18??, March 03, 1838, Image 3

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mutter Nature is so fond to hider face! But voa adebt, S o a, me, lifet up | whale 1^ AMERICANS IN EUROPE. From the Paris Correspondent of the American. Ten or twelve American gentlemen were presented at Court last week by General Cass. V> many or more American ladies will shine :Vthe Tuiieries on Wednesday evening next. Mark the hit in which the Chancellor of the Exchequer indulged himself, in die Br. House of Commons, on the 19th instant, at the gaudy dress of the American functionaries who visit the palace of St. James. “ Tae honorable member,” said the Chancellor replying to Mr. Hume, in the debate on the Civil List Bill, “ had talked of expensive liveries. Let him, follow ing U p his own analogy, go to the levees, and behold the gaudy array in which the officers of the United States appear befoie the Sovereign of England.” I wish Americans abroad would consent to profit by this rebuke, in decorous and ungracious as it may be deemed. \V e are not quite so Republican, as we might 01 should be, in our modes of seeking introduction at foreign courts, and our equipment before rovlaty? The Department of State could, beneficially, revise its regulations or recom mendations respecting the official costume of our agents displomntic and consular. Communicated. The Broken Flower. I walked out in the morning, when the mild sprinii had spread her verdant mantle upon the fields, and called forth the blossoms and the bud ; when the green shrub was expand inti its leaves like the wing of the ncwlx fledged bird, and the rills leaped gladly along in the sunlight, rejoicing as it were in the freedom of fores? life—and' I marked, and enjoyed, the freshness and beauty of the scene ; but a lit tle floweret, that bloomed lonely by the path, arrested my attention, and I turned aside to contemplate its hues, and admire the delicacy of its form. It was lonely, yet meek, and rich with fragrance, flung upon the light wings ot the passing wind, and I thought it an emblem of a young and guileless heart, it stood so un protec e 1 in its innocecne. I returned in the evening, and sought for the gentle flower, but the cruel tread of the heed less stranger had been upon it, and crushed it—-and it lay on the ground broken and bleed ing, unnoticed and alone. And I thought it, as it lay thus before me, an emblem of the hu man heart ; when its delicate pride has been wounded by the thoughtless or the designing, who pass on their way and leave the stricken one to mourn in the silent desolation ot the breast. I reflected on the fate of the dying flower, and received from it a lesson that sank deep in to mv mind. It taught me that only the great, the wealthy, are secure from aggressions like this ; and that their claims and pretensions are acknowledged and respected, whilst the inno cent, and the unpretending, are slighted and despised, and their merits unseen and unre warded. MUZA. For the Southern Post. I wish I was a careless child, Or dwelling in some lonely cave — Or roaming through some forest wild, Or sailing o’er the dark blue wave 1 The foolish pomp of city pride, Accords not with my open soul, Which loves the tranquil flowing tide, And seeks the shores where billows roll. Few are my years, and I do feel The world has not a friend for me ; And why do darkening shades conceal The hour when I roust cease to be ? Once, I beheld a splendid dream— A visionary scene of bliss— Truth ! wherefore did thy hated bean* Awake me to a world like this ! Those who loved me —all are gone ! My friends, my early friends, are dead ! How sadlv feels the heart alone, When all its former hopes are fled. Some men do, by the drunkard’s bowl, Dispel with every care and ill; But, oh ! these things provoke my soul, And my sad heart is lonely still, Oh! how I hate the voice of those Whom rank or chance, whom wealth or pow’r, Have made, though neither friends, nor foes, Companions of the festive hour ! Oh ! give me just a friend or two, In years and feelings all the same ; And I will scorn the uiid-night crew', Where boisterous joy is but a name. f * * * * * MUZA macon! Saturday Morning, March 3. 1838. 83“ An “ Earthquake” in our next. Don’t start, reader! it will only shake your sides, perhaps. By-the wav, excellent plan this—rather singular occupation for “ Earthquakes”—better than sinking cities, however ; and w ith a little more pains and experience, he may fill his new occupation very well. “ Medicus” w r ill shortly appear, again. OCT “ Oscar” is in type, but necessarily laid over till our next, together with other matters. Cotton Market. We quote, this week, from 7 to9J cents. But small quantities coming in, owing to the badness of the wea ther. The total receipts of Cotton this season, up to the Ist March, instant, 86,209 bales. It is extremely painful to the patriot heart, to the lover of his country, and his country’s honor, to witness or even to hear tell of the low scenes that are sometimes enacted within the halls of Congress. It augurs illy for the good of the country, and bespeaks the eve of a dis tressing state of things. But recently, has a member been accused of offering his services for a bribe, this we do not in the least credit, but we look to the tendan cy such reports wrill have; the minds of the people wrill soon be prepared to hear and believe, even worse things of their representatives. Oaths and imprecations have been hurled by members against each other, and in the teeth of their Speaker. Corruption, misrule, and the engendering of bitter feelings and party strifes, have been the order of the day during the present Con gress. Well may the people ask, what has congress done ? Who will answer tne enquiry ? Who can ? We are not w r ont to meddle in these matters much, as it was not our stated purpose in the outset. But if mat ters go on in this way, the very stones will ere long’ cry out from the earth. Where is that high minded vir tue of our forefathers? Where that virtue which is said to belong so peculiarly to Republican form of Gov ernment ; has it departed from us ? We think not, we hope not, there is yet virtue enough among the people to purify and save a wriiole nation. It is their rulers that are growing corrupt, and the people should displace them, and all those that are guilty, and those that have connived at guilt. The happiness of the number is to be saught, not the will of the few Favor, and favorit ism, are words that should be banished from the politi- cal vocabulary of Republican Government. Here, the people themselves are at fault; they must have their favorite, on whom, they never get tired of heaping their favors. And thus it goes on, until his wish becomes almost a law. They hate to disappoint him, as an over-fond and foolish mother would her spoil ed child. Do they expect to find them all deserving the confidence of a Washington, or possessing virtue like his, proof against every temptation ? It they do, the sad error will be found out too late. The people are too generous, too prodigal of their gifts to those who have rendered some service to their country. In doing which, they have done no more than duty, and no more than their country had a right to demand. It is a fatal error, and requires a remedy. And that remedy, lies in a proper knowledge of the defection, and dangerous con sequences, which will eventually result from such a course. Ilail to thee, Spring ! Spring is coming ! And with it, bright anticipations arise, and buoyant thoughts swell our bosom. Nature is putting on her rich robe, and promises that the Horn of Plenty shall be over-filled. Her garment of livid green will soon cover the earth, and happy, joyous, Spring w ill burst upon us in all her loveliness ; bring ing with it a thousand associations of pleasure and of happiness that have long since rolled aw r ay with Time— ruthless destroyer of all things, save what the memory of man treasureth up. Those are green spots in me mory that spring-time awakens ! The hoarded trea sures of thought, which the chilling wintry blasts can not efface ; associations of pure and unalloyed plea sure, which will live in the memory of man while na ture supports the decaying frame. Emblem of all that is beautiful in youth, or lovely in virtue, is budding na ture ! Dressed as with a bridal garment, she dispenses happiness to all around—and ere long, promises a rich harvest to reward the toil of the industrious. Who! does not enjoy this lovely season ? Is there one so im mersed in cares and business as to suffer thy approach unheeded, nor know it save by the date of his account book ? If there be, he should be turned into a calcula ting machine and placed on some barren isle, where no thought of Spring ever comes —to resolve doubts for Mariners and Astronomers ; and here we will leave him. Reader, are you a farmer ? If so, then you are happy; or, if not happy, it is not because you are one. Spring is coming ! Can more be said to make thee happy ? doth it not awake visions of thy joyous youth ’ when thou wast wont to roam the forest free,” o’er mountain, hill and glen, or dance upon the flower clad lawn —or sport on the banks of chrystal streams, whose moving murmere chimed in so sweet with nature’s melody ? Does not the very words thrill through thy soul with ineffable delight and transport it back to un numbered scenes of pleasure in by-gone years ? Dost ! remember w-hen thy soul w r as ravished by the wild mu ! sic of the forest, and nature’s hum in spring-time was I sweeter to thee than the soft music of murmuring wa ters ? Or, when tripping along the valley, you inhaled the first breath of Spring, freighted with odors shaken from the sweet scented flowerets, and bounding forth, you snatch with eager hand the first budding blossom, and kissed its virgin folds with more than transport of | the lover ? Or, with boyish delight, you chased the spring-fairy butterfly from field to field, from flower to flower—nor wearied in pursuit until you had clasped the little victim in your hands and gazed uponher : gor geously decked wings and gossamer plumage, as they glittered in the sun-beams, displaying the many colored tins of the rain-bow ! And docs not all this make thee happy ? or wouldst have more, and cry out like the dis conted man, “ What is Happiness, and where to be found ?” He had sought, on land and on sea, at home and abroad, in the wild forest and cultivated city, in the torrid, the temperate, and the frigid zones; in short, he had roamed over the wide world and found it not. He had sought it in books—he had studied the different re ligions of the earth writh the vain hope of finding that he sought; he found that all could not be right, yet there was some good in all. He had lived tl»e life of the sol itary, and fed upon reflection. He had lived in the crowded city, amid the busy hum of commerce, and held close converse with men. He had studied the specious theories of those men called great—had tried many rules of conduct—w as intimate with many codes of morals, and yet had not found the road to happiness. Selfish mortal! Had he staid at home, and studied to make others happy, he would have made himself so.— Had he sought in his own bosom for the springs of con tentment, he would have found them. But instead of so doing, he has run over the world after a shadow, which is even now father from his grasp than when he first set out. It is his folly that made him unhappy. So, gentle reader, home is the place of happiness, and must be sought in thy own bosom, and that of thy fam ily. And now that spring time is coming thou mayst have more than a double portion, which we hope will greet all our patrons at every recurring Spring of this life, and a perpetual Spring in another. We wish we were a Poet, in Spring time at least, that we might indite something about this lovely season that would he worthy of it. We think we could hear his woes, to gain his triumph over words and thoughts, for three months in the year at least; but as our thoughts do not run to rhyme, but rather to uncultured weeds, we arc compelled to apply to some of our Poetical cor respondents, who can wield the pen to measure, and the thoughts to harmony, for help in this our time of need. And promise to him, who shall write the best piece of original Poetry, on Sriuxa, a handsome present for his labor—and one, too, that shall be worthy to be received in return. We give three weeks from the pre sent time for them to be written ; competent judges ! shall be selected to decide ujH>n their merits; names of the authors not to be known, unless by their consent. — Come ! plume your muses, and touch your lyres, for you should sing well when you have such a subject. 93“ The Mobile Advertiser has become the property of Sol Smith, Edited by W. Keating. EIRE SUPERIOR COURT, ) JYovemfjer adjourned Term , 1837. [ January, 1838. ) The death of Oliver 11. Prince, Esq. being announc ed to the Court, it is ordered that E. D. Tracy, E. A. Nisbet, T. G. Holt, and C. J. McDonald, be appointed a committee to report resolutions expressive of the sen timents of the Bar on this dispensation of Divine Pro vidence. The committee appointed to report a suitable tribute |to the memory of O. 11. Prince, Esq. lately deceased, in discharge of the melancholly duty assigned them, ! submit— That the subject of this brief notice of respect and I affection, for many years resided in this city, and is in* ! dentified in the recollection of its citizens with its early settlement, its growth and present prosperous condition. And his memory is endeared to them by his many pub | lie acts, and his numerous private charities. At the time of his retiring from the duties of the profession, he 1 was a member of this bar, and for many years previ l ous had practised in the Courts of this Circuit. His professional brethren record with pride and with mourn j ful pleasure, that their deceased brother had attained to great distinctinction as a lawyer, bringing into discharge of professional duties, a sound discriminating mind, un tiring industry, extended acquirements, the strictest prin ciples of honor, and the urbanity of an amiable and cheerful nature. None who knew the deceased will fail ito remember how happily and gracefully in him, were | blended the power to instruct, and the art of pleasing. In him were ixhibited the strength and character of a profession, which in the history of civilized states, has been found always enlisted on the side of liberal prin- ciples and enlightened policy. Major Prince was a man of strongly marked public spirit, affording promptly the aid of nis character and genius, to objects connected with the honor and happi ness of the country. Possessed himself of a good edu cation and fine literary taste, he was the patron of learn ing. At the bar, as a trustee of the University, and in the councils of his country, he was the active and effi cient advocate of correct principles and useful ends. The light of his public character attracted more • f admiration, but was, if possible, less lovely than thu mild radiance of his private character. And it is in the circle of domestic love, of which he was the centre, tha his virtues were best displayed, best known and mo? poignantly regretted. In the death of our brother, th light of a happy home has been extinguished, and the light of a wide circle has become extinct. And whilst we feel our own loss, we know that others have sustain ed a loss infinitely greater. To such, we as a body and individually tender our sympathies, with the assurance, that although we may not aleviate, we yet can share their sorrows. Nor can we fail to recognize in this singularly afflictive dispensation, the hand of that mys terious power, which reigns in righteousness amidst the armies of Heaven, in the habitations of earth and up on the great deep. Resolved therefore, That the Court and Bar of the Flint Circuit, in token of respect to the memory of Maj. Oliver H. Prince, will wear crape upon the left arm ' for the space of thirty days. That this report and resolutions be entered upon the minutes of this Court, and a coppy of the same be transmitted to the nearest relatives of the deceased.— And that a copy-also be forwarded to the Editors of the I Southern Recorder, Federal Union, Athens Whig, and the papers of this city for publication. A true copv from the minutes, Feb. 26,1833. HENRY G. ROSS, Clerk. BY LAST NIGHT’S MAILS. From the Neu>- York Herald. STATE OF TRADE. Saturday Evening, Feb. 24. Though merchantile affairs have not actually taken a decided stand for the better, thev seem about to do so. The number of strangers gradually increases in the city, and the auction marts are better attended generally, than for some time back. Purchasers seem to take hold more freely, and with better confidence, and the com ing week may be expected to exhibit more animation than the last few weeks have done. The length of time elajised since we have had advices trom Europe, has created a suspense in the minds of large dealers, which must be removed before any heavy transactions can take place. The severity of the weather for th« last week or ten days, unusual at this season, is not without its effect in retarding commercial operations. From the Aug&sta Chronicle and Sentinel. DUEL AT WASHINGTON. Just as our paper was going to press wo. received the Charleston Mercury of yesterday, by which we learn that a duel was fought at Washington on the evening of the 24th ult. between Mr. Chilley, a member of Congress from Maine, and Mr. Graves a member Irom Kv. They fought at 30 yards distance with rifles. Mr. C. was shot in the groin the third fire, and died in a few minutes. Mr. Chilley was a warm champion and devoted friend of Southern rights, interests, and feelings. FROM THE FRONTIER. Adams, Jefferson Cos. Feb. 19. The state arsenal at Watertown, was bro keji open last evening, and some 500 muskets taken out. Fairbanks, who is the keeper, has offered a reward of >s2so for the recovery ol them. There begins to l>e some excitement here upon the subject of Canada. Many loads ot men and provisions have been and are now passing here for the north. Some of them have called at the different stores for powder, and have bought all that was for sale by the keg. Whether it will a* mount to anything or not, we cannot deter mine. [The report is, says the N. Y. Com mercial Advertiser, that there is a considerable force on the frontier, in Jefferson county, and that a descent upon Canada, at some point, is contemplated. We doubt it, however.] A letter from Hamilton, dated 12th Febru ary, in the Rochester Democrat, states that there was a riot at Toronto on the 9th, in which four were killed and several wounded. “Know Thyself.” PHRENOLOGY. MR. S. HERNIS. (from Paris,) Practical Phreno logist, has the honor to inform the public that h« will remain a short time in this city. Ladies and Gen tlemen who may desire a Phrenological examination of their heads, will please call at Mrs. Ellis’, adjoing th* Central Hotel. 93“ Mr. 11. will deliver his second Lecture, on Mon day Evening next, at the Academy. March 3 19 PROPERTY FOR SALE. THE subscriber intending to move from ||ipf Macon , offers the following town property 1 " -1;J, 'tor sale, to wit: the Store House on Cot ton Avenue, next above Chapman &. Childers’ store ; the Store House (with the Dwelling connected) on Mul berry street, now occupied by A. Me Am, and the Dwelling House on Walnut street, which I now occu py. Besides which, lam offering the ballance of mv property in the State, and several bodies of valuable Land in Mississippi. An excellent COOK is offered—all on favorable terms as l positively design moving (to Baltimore, Md.) early in the summer. Jn t O. RUTHERFORD. March 3. 19tf MACON MECHANIC’S SOCIETY. 4 REGULAR monthly meeting will be held at Mr. T. B. Clark’s Coffee House, on Tuesday evening next, 6th inst., at 7 o’clock P. M. . A punctual attendance is earnestly requested of all the members, as business of importance will be laid be- I Society. Bv order. I. F. BROWN, Sect v. March 3. to