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M IB 0 1 It It A H Y
the empty cradle.
“ The mother gave in tears and pain,
Tho flowers that she most did love,
Site knew she’d find them all again,
In the fields of light above.”
The death of a child is to a mother’s heart like
dew on a plant from which a bud has perished.
The plant lifts up its head in freshened, green
ness to the morning light; so the mother’s soul
gathers from the dark sorrow through which she
has passed, a fresh brightening of her heavenly
hopes.
As she bends over the empty cradle, and in
fancy brings her sweet infant before her, a ray
of divine light is on the cherub face. It is her
son still, but with the seal of immortality on his
fair brow. She feels that heaven was the only
atmosphere where her precious flower could un
fold without spot or blemish, and she would not
recall the lost. But the anniversary of his depar
ture seems to bring her spiritual presence near
her. She indulges in that tender grief which
soothes, like an opiate in pain, all the hard pas
sages and cares of life. The world to her is no
longer with human hope —in the future, so glori
ous with heavenly love and joy.
She hastreasuresof happiness which the worldly,
unchastened heart never conceived. The bright,
fresh flowers with which she has decorated her
room, the apartment where her infant died, are
emblems of the far brighter hopes now dawning
on her day dream. She thinks of the glory and
beauly of the new Jerusalem, where the little
foot will never find a thorn among the flowers to
render a shoe necessary. Nor will a pillow be
wanting for the dear head reposing on the breast
of their kind Saviour. And she knows her in
fant is there in that world of eternal bliss. She
lias marked one passage in that book—to her em
phatically the Word of life—now lying closed on
the toilette table, which she daily reads, “ Suffer
little children, and forbid them not, to come un
to me ; for of such is the kingdom of heaven.”
There’s many an empty cradle,
There’s many a vacant bed,
There’s many a lovely bosom,
Whose joy and light is fled;
For thick in yonder grave-yard
The little hillocks lay—
And hundreds of sweet blossoms
Are gathered there to-day.
A Favored Tenant. —The lady of a Yorkshire
baronet solicited her lord for a dairy farm with
which to employ and amuse her leisure hours.
Her prayer was granted ; and, being an intelli
gent and industrious farmer, her ladyship throve
mightily, realising handsome profits by her eggs,
her butter, and her poultry. “ I am sure, Sir
,” said she to her indulgent spouse, “ I don’t
know why tenants grumble as they do; I find
farming very profitable.” “ Yes my dear,” he
replied, taking her playfully by the ear, “ but you
pay me no rent.” “Ah ! ” rejoinded the lady
Gateshead Observer.
Influence of Cutting the Hair. —Medical men are
occasionally asked whether it is proper to cut the
patient’s hair; whether, in fact, this operation
hasan} r influance upon the health. M. Frederique
resolves the question by giving the following illus
tration :
A little girl, aged three years, of good health
in general, had her hair grow excessively long
during the course of a few mouths. She was
a beautiful child, but had bitterly wasted without
any apparent cause,becoming dull and apathetic,
losing her appetite and strength, without any or
ganic reason being discernable. She was placed
upon atonic regimen, with chalybeates, but with
out deriving material benefit, until her hair was
cut short, at the suggestion of a friend, from
which time she.rapidly gained strength.
It would appear, from this case, that the econ
omy had suffered a loss in the expenditure of
blood necessary for the secretion of the abundant
crop of hair. M. Frederique considers that it is
the formation of the coloring matter which chiefly
exhausts the blood, as this is formed at the ex
pense of the hcematosine.— Farmer and Mechanic.
Courtship of the late Dr. R. —“ Dear Sir: lam
sorry that L cannot accept your kind offer, as I am
already engaged; but I am sure my sister Ann
would jump at it. Your obliged
Eliza L .”
“Dear Miss Eliza L.: I beg your pardon. 1
wrote your name in a mistake; it was Miss Ann 1
meant to ask —have written to her per bearer.
Hoping soon to be your affectionate brother,
J. R.”
The Doctor and Miss Ann were married ; and,
as they say in the Fairy Tales, “lived happy all
the rest of their lives.”
Stopping a Borer. —A gentleman who was se
verely bored by the repeated pressing invitations
of a distant acquaintance, to come and visit him,
put an end to the boring by the following reply :
“ I thank you heartily, sir, for your proffered hos
pitality, and should you ever come within five
miles of my house, I shall be pleased to have you
stop there , and stay a week, if it suits your conve-
Mr. Justice Talfourd.— The government, it is
plain, is every day becoming in its s\ mpathieb
more and more dramatic. Common folks are
startled by the omen that to write a noble play
does not, in the better minds of the powers that
be, unfit a man for the noblest activities of life.
Talfourd, the author of “ Ion,” sits in the judge
ment seat ; and sure we are, will hold the scales
with as wise, as firm, and withal as tender a hand
—tremblingly alive to the balance of human
truth and human claims—as heretofore he has held
the pen. The elevation of Justice Talfourd is
a grace done, not alone to the Poet Judge, but to
the commonwealth, or rather common poverty of
letters ; and it is our faith and we only express
the wish of the whole literary republic—to whom
the judge is so greatly endeared —when we de
sire for him a long life of wise and placid useful
ness. Mav his hair become with years as white
as his ermine! Both, we know, will he unspot
ted— Punch.
Fowl Adoption.. —There is in this town an old
hen, that within a few days has been playing some
queer pranks. While engaged in setting upon a
a nest of eighteen eggs, a eat, within a few feet
of her, brought into being a litter of two kittens.
Matters went on harmoniously for a while, when
one day, in the absence of the cat, the old hen
conceived an affection for her neighbor’s progeny,
forsook her nest, and brooded the kittens. Upon
the return of the mother cat, a fight ensued, in
which the hen actually heat off her four-legged
assailant, and the efforts of the cat, thus far, to
gain possession of her offspring, have proved
unavailing. We have never seen a more singular
freak among animals than this, and we shall he
prepared soon to hear that the cat has concluded
to show proper resentment by hatching out the
neglected eggs. We have words from a
gentleman well known to the public as a man of
truth. — Republican.
Splendid Description from Bayard Taylor's Let
ters from the Isthmus. —There is nothing in the
world comparable to these forests. No descrip
tion that 1 have ever read conveys an idea of the
splendid overplus of vegetable life within the
tropics. The river, broad, and with a swift cur
rent of the sweetest water I ever drank, winds
between walls of foliage that rise from its very
surface. All the gorgeous growths of an eternal
summer are so mingled in one impenetrable mass
that the eye is bewildered. From the rank jungle
of canes and gigantic lilies, and the thickets of
strange shrubs that line the water, rise the trunks
of the mango, the ceiba, cocoa, sycamore, and
the superb palm. Plantains take root in the banks,
hiding the soil with their leaves, shaken and split
into immense plumes by the wind and rain. The
zapote, with a fruit the size of a man’s head, the
gourd tree and other vegetable wonders, attract
the.eye on all sides. Blossoms of crimson, pur
ple and yellow, of a form and magnitude unknown
in the North, are mingled with the leaves, and
flocks of paroquets and brilliant butterflies circle
though the air like blossoms blown awaj 7 . Some
times a spike of scarlet flowers is thrust forth,
like the tongue of a serpent, from the heart of
convolutions of unfolding leaves, and sometimes
the creepers and parasites, drop trails and stream
ers of fragrance from houghs that shoot half way
across the river. Every turn of the stream only
disclosed another and more magnificent vista of
leaf, hough and blossom. All outline of it is
lost under this deluge of vegetation. No trace of
the soil is to he seen ; lowland and highland are
the same ; a mountain is hut a higher swell of
the mass of verdure. As on theocean, }’ou have
a sense rather than perception of beauty. The
sharp, clear lines of our scenery at home are here
wanting. What shape the land would he if
cleared, you cannot tell. You gaze upon the
scene before you with a never sated delight till
your brain aches with the sensation, and you close
your eyes, overwhelmed with the thought that all
these wonders have been from the beginning—
that year after year takes away no leaf or
blossom that is not replaced, hut the sublime
mystery of growth and decay is renewed for
ever.”— Trib.
ty- None of the Parisian housekeepers will
receive as lodgers any gentlemen who are in the
habit of practising on the newly-invented Saxo
phones or Saxhorns, on the ground that the diaboli
cal noise made by- those instruments loosens all the
panes of glass in the windows, and renders the
foundations of the houses more than insecure.
Honor plenty. —The cross of the Legion of Honor
is becoming almost too common in France, to be
deemed much of a distinction. You meet a dozen
men with a red ribbon at the breast, in a walk of
as many minutes.
The Cocoa■ Tree . —This tree supplies the Indians
with bread, water, wine, vinegar, brandy, milk,
oil, honey, sugar, needles, clothes, thread, cups,
spoons, basins, baskets, paper, ship-masts, sails,
cordage, covering for their houses, &c.
]\fr. JVilAes and his Rose Trees. —Wilkes says in
a letter to his daughter, “ I cut off all the rose
buds of the trees in our little garden, (which is a
secret,) to make them blow at the end of the sea
son, when I hope to enjoy your company there
~ ir trees.— Almon'e Memoirs.
• Old Canal at the Isthmus. —A letter to the Bur
lington Hawk E} T e contains the following curious
statement:
“A single fact is always overlooked in all the
descriptions of the Isthmus and this country that
I have ever seen. About the year 17 , a priest
employed Indians and dug a canal by which the
two oceans were connected. This was done by
uniting the waters ot the “ Rio Atrato,” empty
ing into the Atlantic in lat., about 8 deg. north,
and the “ Rio San Juan” emptying into the Pa
cific at 4 deg. north. The streams, as also the
canal, were navigated by canoes. The passage
was afterwards filled up by order of the govern
ment of Spain, pursuing the same short-sighted
policy which has degraded her in the eyes ot all
enlightened nations. At this time the project ot
uniting the two oceans is often discussed bv the
great statesmen of Europe and America, and its
practicability is often questioned, but this ambi
tious priest, with a few degraded Indians, near
100 years ago, accomplished it. The fact is men
tioned by Huraboklt and other travellers. In
1839, a man asserted in New York that he had
passed through the canal.
The Albany Dutchman says : “ Who says this is
notan age of progress ? A friend of ours on the
fourth was arrested for. assault and battery last
week for petit larceny, and'yesterday for highway
robbery. With any kind of encouragement, he
will reach the gallows by autumn.”
“ New Poets. —l was, at first, inclined to discour
age Mr. Biglow’s attempts, as knowing that the
desire to poetise is one of the diseases naturally
incident to adolescence, which, if the fitting reme
dies be not at once and with a bold hand applied,
may become chronic, and render one, who might
else have become in due time an ornament of the
social circle, a painful object even to friends and
relatives.”— Lowell.
The Comte de Buflon, the most eloquent, if not
the most accurate of naturalists, was born in 1707,
and died in 1788. More than two-thirds of his
fourscore years were passed in unremitting lite
rary labor. Ha was rich, luxurious, fond of dis
play ; yet he went to bed every night at nine
o’clock, and began his appointed task every morn
ing at six. In his latter years, when asked how
he could have done so much, he replied: “Have I
not spent fifty years at my desk ?” — Half Hours.
Important Invention in respect to the Decorative
Arts. —Miss Wallace, a lady of fortune, has re
cently discovered a mode of gilding and coloring
the interior of tubes of glass, which, when so pre
pared, form a most magnificent beading for the
decoration of rooms. It is also applied to the
framing of pictures with great success, and in a
variety of ways, in connection with decorative art.
at once novel and attractive. Several specimens
of this beautiful invention are now exhibited at the
Society of Arts, Adelphi.
When Philip Henry, the father of the celebrated
commentator, sought the hand of the only daughter
and heiress of Mrs. Mathew in marriage, an ob
jection was made by her father, who admitted
that he was a gentleman, a scholar, and an excel
lent preacher, but he was a stranger, and “they
did not even know where*he came from.”—
“ True,” said the daughter, who had well weighed
the excellent qualities and graces of the stranger,
“ but I know where he is going, and I should like
to go with him , and they walked life’s pilgrim
age together.
O© . #
A Bostonian, who had returned from a tour in
England and Ireland, much struck with the pover
ty of the lower classes, and with the difficulties
experienced by those who are struggling to rise in
the world, remarked to me, “ We ought to be hap
pier than the English, although we do not look
so.” There is, in fact, a care-worn expression
in the countenances of the New Englanders, which
arises partly from their striving and anxious dis
positions, and their habits of hard work, mental
and bodily, and partly from the effects of the cli
mate.
Increase of New Orleans . —New Orleans had a
population of one hundred and two thousand in
1840; now she has probably over one hundred
and fifty thousand. The exports during the year
1842 amounted to twenty-three millions, four hun
dred and live thousand, one hundred and forty
nine dollars, and the imports were eight millions,
thirty-three thousand, live hundred and ninety
dollars. For the ending June, 1848, the ex
ports were forty millions, nine hundred and sev
enty-one thousand, three hundred and sixty-one
dollars, and the imports nine millions, two hun
dred and ninety thousand, four hundred and thir
ty-nine dollars.
Boarding-School Reading . —Touching upon fe
male education in* the year 1774, a reviewer says :
“ Although boarding-schools are conducted much
as they have ever been, yet a preposterous species
of literature has been introduced into some of
them, by the humble imitators of a wretched ora
tor. It is called English reading. These oratori
cal masters, ignorant for the most part as their
scholars, teach them to stamp and tear, and mouth
out of Shakspeare and Milton. The poor girls
are thus rendered worse than ignorant; conceited
without knowledge, and supercilious without
taste.” * . j
illiifli VSBVBV.
PARTING LIN ES.
RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED TO MISS ■■
BT LEWIS TOW SON VOIGT.
Pure as the snow-spmy that enwreaths the billow,
And strews with pearls the gorgeous sea-shells o’er,
Which, ’mid the bright-veined pebbles, softly pillow
Their gem-like lustre on the sparkling shore :
E’en thus, fair maiden! do we deem thy breast
As chaste and spotless as the wave’s white crest.
The moonlight lily, that, serenely beaming,
Drinks in its snow-cup the pure dews ot night;
The single star, through silvery cloudlets gleaming,
Glows not with lovelier or with holier light
Than from the soul shines on thy stainless brow,
As lamps through orient urns more chastely glow.
Not the white rose-bud, ere the sheatlie-leaves,
Its virgin bosom, open to the day 7 ,
Enfolds such fragrance,.ns the virtues breathing
From thy pure breast, which o’er our pathway play;
Thy gentle deeds more grateful uicense bring
To glad our hearts, than the first flowers of Spring.
And as the odour from the flower’s heart swelling,
Lingers in love, although its leaves be shed,
Thy memory thus will in our hearts have dwelling,
When from our paths thy graceful step hath fled.
What e’er thy late, still liiny’st thou wear ns now,
That sinless bosom, and that calm, clear brow;
No richer boon, sweet lady ! may be given
Till thou art borne on seraph wings to Heaven.
A FRIEND OF THE FAMILY.
SAVANNAH, THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 6, 1 H 49.
(t s * The Steamship Tennesee left at 11 o'clock yesterday
for New York, with 55 cabin and 10 steerage passengers,—
514 bales cotton, 80 bales domestics aud sundry packages
merchandise.
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• r¥° The remains of Mi*. Oliver P. Felt were brought to
the city on Friday evening, by railroad, and consigned to the
grave on Saturday morning, followed by the Chatham Artille
ry, the Grand Lodge, Encampment, and De Kalb Lodge of the
I. O. O. F.; -the German Friendly Society, and a large con
course of mourning relatives and friends. Mr. Felt was
highly esteemed in all the relationb of life—he was prompt and
energetic in business, agreeable as a companion, and loveable
as a friend.
“ ’Tis sad when one thus link’d departs I
When death, that mighty sevTer of true hearts,
Sweeps through the halls so lately loud in mirth,
And leaves pale sorrow weeping by the hearth!”
MASS MEETING CF THE SONS OF TEMPERANCE.
A grand jubilee of the Sons of Temperance will be held in
the city of Macon, on the 24th of October next, when an ad
dress will be delivered by Rev. Dr. A. Means, of Oxford.
ADDRESS
Delivered before O'Neall Division Sons of Temperance, at
Griffin Ga., on their second anniversary, July 7th, 1149. By
Hugh E. Morrow.
The subject is treated in a free and easy style and through*
out bears the marks of re flection and study in its preparation.
The following tribute to some of the Temperance worthies,
we believe to be both just and true.
“Butto reverse the picture, a pleasing scene presents itself
before us. We can show many, very many self-denying ad
vocates of our cause. There is one man now living who is
an honor to the human race, whose very name is but another
word for benevolence, who has long used all his vast powers
and all his learning to redeem and to save the degraded and
lost, who has caused the hearts of thousands to sing for joy,
even in spite of the most powerful opposition, but whose pure
character and towering genius are as proof against bigotry and
persecution, as the tall cliff is proof against the loud sea wave.
God bless Father Matthew*.
And there is another of perhaps equal talents and nearly
of equal celobrity, whom a Sister State delights to honor —a
man of great attainments and great worth—who occupies a
high position among men—and yet, is neither ashamed Q° r
afraid to mix with the crowd and advocate, in thrilling elo*
quence, this glorious reform. This Division will respond to
the sentiment: Long life to Judge O’Neall.
And there are other names equally dear to temperance
men ; there are Lumpkin aud Charlton, and Brantly BIK *
Uncle Dabney, and a host of others ; aud others still are en
listing in the cause. Allow me here to make honorable n* en *
tion of that most worthy, unassuming young man, who t' r? t
introduced our Order in this State. I would rather be d l,lt
man, than be Governor of Georgia. And to many of our o" n
Division who have nobly sustained the cause among us, let u l ®
say, “Well done good and faithful servants,”
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