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if TLetter* on business must be Post paid to
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Iff We are authorised to announce JOHN VI
FATRICK as a candidate for Fax Collectm of
Mo cogue county, at the ensuing January elec
tion
Feb !!). tde
W e aie authorised t" announce G. VV.
HILLIARD as a candidate for Clerk of the Sup
lior Courtof Muscogee county, at the next Jan
ary election Feb I'J. tde
HENRY fi. .MERSIION,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
ILYAS located himself in Talbotton, &:
'“-•“■will prac ice Law in the neighboring coun
ties. w3m.
Talbotton, May 11 1.11
j AW NOTICK.—J. T. Camp and John
I have associated themselves together
in the practice of law. in Oolumbus One of them
will attend all the Courts in the Chalnhooche
circuit Lettirs upon business will he addressed
to '.xjip & Schley—J. T. t amp will continue
to practice law in the courts of A’abama in con
nection with David Golightlv Ksq
J T CAMP
JOHN SCHLEY.
Feb. 12 th,1831. 18 ts
JOHN TAYLOR^
ATTORNEY A T LA IF.
\T7"i!l practice in the several counties of Mus-
V V cogee, Randolph, Stewart, Lee Marion,
Talbot, Harris, Meriu ealher. and Troup, in the
Chalahoochee ('ire it: and in the Counties of
'Thomas, Decatur, Karly, Baker, and Dooly, in
tho Southern C rcuit.
He may be found, when not in attendance on
the circuit, at his room at Mr Dillard's Tavern
in Columbus Feb 12th No. 18 t f o.
JOHN TAYLOR A LEMUEL MERKEL,
A T TOR.'PE VS A T LAW,
A * ILL practice in partnership it the Appa
* lachicola Bay Mr Mcrrel will attend
regularly ti- the business of their office, at the
Bav, when not necessarily absent.
Feb y 12th. 18-f o
DR. PETERS,
Formerly of Nkw-York and latfely
of Mobile.
Whose successful t reatment of DYSPEPSI A
and other ebstinue affections has gained him
considerable celebrity, lias arrive. in this vil
lage and taken a room at tiro Columbus Hotel,
where he may be seen
Dr P respectfully invites those afflicted with
disease, to give him a call prevents to the IStliol
the present month, as his engagements are such
«s to r Pm!t‘r it impossible for him to attend to
eases that do not orcsent previous to that time
P. S. Dr. P’s. credentials will be exhibited to
any person bv request.
June 11, 1831 ______
Notice.
fSIHE Professional connec
tion of Bum & Manley is
t **' s t * a y dissolved by mutual consent
‘ :: - 3 1> 22 12 0 IS 15
nas taken an office on Broad street, a
few-doors below Dillard’s Hotel. Prompt and
Undivided attention will be given to his Profes
sional Engagements
Columbus. June 4 1831. 2t
Vlj#
Jg DOCTORS BIRD A MANLEY,
have this day dissolved their con*
"'M nexion in the Practice of Medicine,
by mutual consent.
*
I>R. MANLEY Still keeps his
Shop at his former stand a few doors above Stew
art A Fontain's large br • k building on Broad
Street. lie is now selling oft’ his Drugs en
tirely, nmt will give his undivided Attention j,to
his professional duties. • June 4—2 t
L. J. DAVIES Sf CO.
HAVE just receive t and opening this day,
another large supply of
STAPLE & FANCY' DRY GOODS.
Also a good assortment of fIARDII'.Ht E,
VP.OCKP.It V, SUGAR, COUPLE, SC.
June 11,183f.
FOREIGN LIQUORS,
JUST REVIVED
ONE Pipe Heunesy's Brandy (very superior,)
1 do. Cogniac d".
1 do. Holland Gin,
1 do. Jam’a Rum,
1 do. Madeira Wine,
1 do Tetreriffo do.
<> qr. casks Malaga do.
The nb ive Liquors were selected bv a good
judge, who paid great attention to QUA LI I’Y
—Purchasers will pLase call and examine for
themselves. J A HUDSON.
June 11, 1831.
Slar dwarf.
\ handsome assortment of Hardware, Fine
Cutlery, Hollow ware,Scythe Blades. Hoes
* olhna & Co's. Castsleel axes, Bears Casta'eel
sXes,
At Kf»_stl setts Blae.liamith’H Tools, com
plete. For sale.
IJ J. A. HUDSON.
C OLOIBIS, «GOttGIA, NITI BIHY, JU.YE V* 9
~ ‘ :n '~ IJ ' JJ
FROM THE PHILADELPHIA COCKIER.
remember me.
Afar. to whom in distant lands
1 lie Smile’s dial Fate denied mo here,
I fly. and hurst the silken bands
3 hat absence will but more endear:
Bat Ihotig!, no more at evening close,
VV e sit beneath Vli accustomed tree,
To vvatcli the twilight shut the rose
At that calm hour remember me!
And when the twilight dim is o'er,
And the bright moon rides high in heaven
When, through the blue atrial floor,
Siiarkln the silver lights of even—
Then, while the p acid radiance beams,
On marble brow and snowy hand—
There, in the light of my dreams,
Lot thine adorer's image stand.
And when again returning day,
Fra ght with new bliss to tiieo and thine,
Wakes thee from visions bright and gay,
To bend at Heaven’s eternal shrine
There while any grateful thoughts arise,
And God, propitious smiles on thee—
Betore the great supreme all wise,
In holy pray’r—remember me!
Tims would I live in every thought,
Blended with all that’s dear and bright
Bo e.er thee in each favored spot,
A thing of haiipincssanu light!
Thus think of him who lives thee weli-
Would the pale moon my page might be,
On her clear disc each hour would tell
Ilow fondlv I remember thee.
MISCELLANEOUS.
I) It E A VI W.
“I could be bounded m a nut-shell, tfc
count myself a king of intimte space,
were it not that 1 have bad dreams.”
Hamlet.
It is said that terrestrial happine SS IS «l
beautiful vision, placed in the edge of the
sensible horizon, which ail the world chase
with untiring ardour; encouraged to pur
sue it by hope, though experience is con
stantly-interposing assurances that it is a
delusion. The deception is facilitated by
the example of a few, who externally ap
pear to possess ail that heart can desire or
ambition aspire to: but further examina
tion discovers some secret sorrow, either
real or imaginary, which blights expecta
tion, or dulls tiis edge of enjoyment.
I might bethought a happy man, for I
am possessed of youth, health, and a plen
tiful fortune. Do l wish to ride, hunt or
swim—l need not par-s the precincts of
!my own estate. Do l seek the pleasure
jof literary research—my library holds
| forth abundant opportunity. Do I wish
to enjoy society—the first circles court my
attendance. I have many friends, and
I few enemies; but still there is an alloy
; with all this gold that could never he sus
! pected. My comfort is destroyed by
| dreams. Laugh if you will, but so it is.
j They are*the plague of my life. No
j sooner do 1 return to rest than I am gal
j loping with the night mare “over four
inch bridges”—swelling like Mephisto
pheles, into an elephjnit, or diminishing
to a grain. I really believe that Ilecate
and her Charnel-house crew, carouse up
i on my bed the moment my eyes are closed
j in—no*—not in slumbers, but in capers
j like these.
! in one of our dreary nights in January,
I placed myself comfortably in my arm
j chair, and extending my legs, upon the
| fender, fell into a train of rather melan
! daily inusings j The clock of >St. Paul’s
i slowly doled out the hour of, midnight,
and the responsive al-!-s-we-l-l of the
watchman, rendered indistinct by the dis
tance,seemed as if the spirit of the hour
was bewai’ingin plaintive tones, the an
nihilation of its being. Time’s brazen
voice announced to unheeding thousands
—“You are rushing on Eternity!” 1
j thought of my friends who bad dropped
j off one by one from around me. Youth
[ and old age bad sunk into the abyss of
death. Consumption fever and palsy had
done their work; the slight ripple of their
exit subsided, and all was still —as quiet
and as beautiful as if they had never been.
Among others was poor Louisa S ,
in the prime of her youth and beauty.
But one short week she was the pride of
her friends, the idol ol’ her husband; in
another, the slow toll of the village bell
announced her funeral. I shall never
forget the scene. The soft yellow light of
the declining sun poured through the lof
ty oaks which bordered the graveyard,
and painted their broad shadows upon
the velvet turf, as the procession slowly
| wended its way among the mounds that
covered the remains of mortality. 1 had
j not joined it: hut, leaning upon a tomb
stone near the grave, waited its arrival,
j The bier was placed upon the ground—
j die coffin lul was thrown open, and friends
t looked, for the last time oa that beautiful
face, now pallid ami sharp in death. Her
dark hair w<ts parted upon her forehead,
but the dampness of dentil had deprived
it of its lustre. I gti/.etl long and pnin-
I full". 1 could not rjukzc that that lovelv
form was still forever—that those lips
would remain closed until the dnv when
«mid whirlwinds und lire, they would
plead her cause before the Almighty. The
coffin lid was replaced in silence—a sup
pressed whisper from the sexton—a harsh
grating of the cords —und the gaping pit
.received its prey. While the clergyman,
i in his deep and gloomy voice, was pro
nouncing the burial service of the dead, [
looked around upon the uncovered group
—the mother and sister in unrestrained
sobs gave vent to their anguish, hut the
hush md stood, his eves fixed upon the
grave in stern and silent agony. He mo
ved not, but when the dead, heavy clump
of earth and stones fell upon the coffin
that contained the remains of all that was
dear to him, he gave a gasp as if he had
received a death wound—but that was all;
—the thick, convulsive breathing and the
swollen arteries upon his temples, showed
I that his was the bitterness of despair. In
| 'css than a year, the wasted form of the
j hunbund was laid by the side of his
: wife.
I had sat sometime, thinking “of ali
the miseries this world is heir to,” when
gradually my room became mazy—the
tongs and fender were blended into one—
the tire slowly disappeared, and, to my
utter horror anil astonishment, I found
myself swinging upon the weather-cock
of Trinity Church steeple. How 1 came
there 1 could not tell, hut there I was.
Far, far below me 1 saw the long rows of
lamps in Broadway and tiie adjoining
streets, shining in lines of fire, while here
and there, the glimmer of those upon the
! carriages as they rolled along, resembled
| the ignes fatui, in. their ghostly revels up
lon the morass. The hay appeared in the
| distance, glittering in the moonlight like a
j sea of silver, while the islands and for
[ tresses seemed like huge monsters resting
upon its bosom. All nature appeared at
| rest. An instant, and but an instant, 1
| gazed in wild delight upon the scene; hut
| as the novelty vanished, the reality of my
| situation became more dreadful. I look
j cd below, and shuddered at the distance.
1 tried to convince myself that lwus in a
dream —but that relief was denied me. 1
I grew wild with fear. 1 called for help.
; I screamed—yelled in desperation. Alas!
I my voice could not be heard half the dis-
J tunce to earth. I called on angels, dev
! ils, to assist me—but the cold wind aione
. answered, as it rushed around the steeple
!in its whistle of contempt. As my animal
I spirits were exhausted, I became more
calm. 1 perceived that the slender iron
upon which the weather-cock was fixed
was slowly bending with the weight of
inv body, already benumbed with cold.
Although it was madness, I ventured a
descent. Moving with extreme caution,
10l usped tiie spire in my arms. 1 slid
down, inch by inch—the cold sweat pour
ed off my brow—and the blood, curdling
in mv veins, rushed back in thick and suf
| locating throbs upon my heart. I grasp-
I ed the steeple tighter in my agony —my
nails were clenched in the wood—hut in
I vain—slip—slip—the steeple enlarged as
! I descended—the flat palms of my hands
i pressed the sides as I slid down with rap
! idity. Could I but catch the ledge below!
—I succeeded—l clutched it in mv bleed
ing lingers—for a moment I thought 1
was safe—but l swung over the immense
; height in an instant—the wind dashed me
from side to side like a leather. I strove
to touch the sides of the steeple with my
knees—l could not reach it—my strength
began to fail —1 felt the muscles of my
fingers growing weaker—the blackness of
despair came over me—my fingers slid
i from the ledge—down—down I plunged
i —one dash upon the roof, and I was
stretched motionless upon the pavement.
| A crowd collected around me. I heard
them commiserating my fate. They
looked at me, and then tit the steeple, as
if measuring the distance from whence I
had fallen*, hut they offered me no assist
ance. They dispersed—l slowly raised
myself on my feet—all was cold and still
as the grave. Regions of ice—an
immense transparent mirror extended on
all sides around me. The cold, smooth
I plain was only measured by the horizon.
I found myself upon skates. I rushed a
j long, outstripping the winds —1 ascended
| mountains of ice—l descended like aine-
I teor —‘Russia, with its frozen torrents —
| Siberia with its eternal snows, were be
| hind me-miles arid degrees were nothing
on 1 rushed—lceland vanished—with the
speed of a thunderbolt 1 passed Spitz
bergeri—days, weeks expired, hut still I
sped forward, without fatigue, without ex
haustion. Now! how delightfully I gli
ded along—no effort-all was still, cold and
brilliant. I neared tiie pole. F -nklin
i and Perry were slowly wending their way.
They hailed me, hut I could not stop—
I vviis out of sight in tin instant. I saw
an immense object swinging to and fro in
j the distance—it was that stumbling-block
!of modern philosophers—the Pendulum.
] As 1 neared it, a confused noise of voices
j broke upon my car. “Variations,” “spher
! ical,” “elongated,” “concave,” and other
scientific terms echoed and re-echoed
each other like the hum of a bee-hive.
1 was surrounded with winged baroine
| ters, chronometers und magnets. Plus
j(v) minus ( —) and square roots (xx)
were flying around me in every direction,
jostling each other without mercy. Here
j u pair of compasses with outstretched
■ legs was gravely listening to the regular
tick of a chronometer; and there a group
ot angles and parallelograms were w atch
ing the vaiiatious of the needle. * They
all appeared intent upon some scientific
object, w lien, of a sudden, a disturbance
was raised, and all was hubbub and con
tusion. Plie “Quadrature of the circle,”
and‘•Gunter’s scale” had come to blows.
Angles and triangles, oblongs and cones,
formed a ring around them. Little cyl
inders and circles came rolling in from
every quarter to see the fun. The battle
was waxing fierce A: dangerous. “Quod”
had received a knock-down blow from
his opponent, when the long-legged com
passes, with pencil in mouth, interfered as
peace-maker, kicking down the little an
gles in Ins path, and declaring it shamed
the cause of science. He in turn was
collared and nearly mastered by the bot
tle holding squares and triangles. The
contest was growing general, when up
came a fat justice of an electrical ma
chine, whizzing and cracking sparks as
he drew near tiie scene of action. In a
moment they were scampering in all di
rections, and the field was cleared, save
here and there some limping figure was
bubbling oft" in desperate precipitation-.
Amid ail this confusion nought appeared
regular save the gigantic pendulum, which
swung forward and backward with the
noiseless motion of the incubus. I ad
vanced nearer, the top of the rod was riv
etted by the pole star, which shone like a
diamond.
I reacli the ship. Her sails are spread
to the winds, and for a while we plough
our course through the icy flood. Now
our speed diminishes and now we
scarcely move. The rudder creaks lazi
ly, as the waves impel it from side to side
and the long peanut lies supinely resting
upon the shrouds, except when startled
by the lowly ripple which bathes her dark
sides, it raises itself as if to see what dis
turbs its slumbers, and sinks again to its
couch. A distant sullen roar now breaks
upon my ear. It increases. Our before
quiet bark begins to rush along, as if a
sliamed of her dull reverie. But still there
is no wind. The sea is smooth and pla
cid—the mimic surge is alone thrown from
her brows, by the increasing velocity with
which we dash along. The rushing noise
of waters increases, and sounds like dis
tant thunder. The white surges show
themselves in the distance, leaping and
jumping with frightful violence, i ap
proach the Captain—his gloomy brow, the
ghastly paleness of the crew, as with fol
de arms they stand looking in the dis
tance, alarms me. I eagerly ask the
cause of the appearances before me; but
he answers not. He stands immoveable
ns a statue. In a cold, unearthly voice a
sailor replies—** We are food for the Mi'.l
stroom.” “Can we not,” i frauticly ex
claim—“can we not escape!” “Bend
every sail—ply every oar,” the same hol
low voice replies: “Too late—our doom
is sealed,” and the finger of the speaker
points to a dark, fiendish figure at the
helm, who, with a low hellish laugh is
| steering for the midst. The raging waves
I boil and roar around us. Our fated ship
! plunges forward—a steady, resistless pow
er sucks us in. On we are hurried to our
frightful goal. See! see the whale—the
leviathan—they struggle—their immense
bodies are thrown almost entirely in the
air—their blood stains the foaming brine
—they roar like mad bulls—the zig-zag
lightning in the black canopy above us is
reflected in tit ry showers from the spray
—the crashing thunder mingles with the
yells of the struggling monsters. Their
efforts are vain—an infant in a giant’s
bauds has more power. The devouring
whirlpool claims them for its own. On
vt’e are borne, in unresisting weakness, an
offering to this watery hell—faster and
faster-—circle after circle disappears—we
are on the edge of the furious watery tun
nel—-we are-buried in the torrent—the
long arms of the palipi seize my compan
ions in theit horrid embrace.
An unseen hand arouses me. Where
am 1? Green woods gardens, fountains
and grottoes! What beautiful flowers !
Roses, hyacinths and lillies are clustered
together in immense beds. The gorge
ous tulip, the amaranths and the moss
rose vied with each other in fragrant ri
valry, while the modest little violet claim
ed protection in the embraces of the myr
tle. The Je.ts-de-eau were flowing from
a thousand fountains—here, thrown in
mimic cataracts from huge marble basins
—and there,spouting from the mouths of
sphinxes and lions, ascend in columns
high in air, irrigating with copious show
ers the party coloured beds below. The
long vistas were shaded with the niagno
■lia and flowering almond, while snow
white statues seemed watching the beau
tiful picture of happiness before them.
Birds of variagated colors and splendid
pluuiugc were Hying from tree to tree, and
it appeared as if nature in their sweet
notes, and the fragrance of the flowers
was offering up her tribute oS' incense and
praise to the Creator. I was invigorated
with new tife. 1 run from ally to alley—
delicious fruits tempted my taste—the
perfumes of Arabia floated in this earthly
paradise. Suddenly I beard music. The
singing of the birds ceased, and a train of
beautiful girls appeared moving in a kind
of ballet before me. Their graceful
forms were clad in snow-white robes, with
girdles gemmed with diamonds, and their
alabaster necks twined with wrcutju of
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roses, rivalled the statues which overlook
ed them. A joyous 1-uigh burst front tlia
merry damsels as tin y danced, forming m
circles, now advancing, now retreating—*
ihe circle opened—a veiled figure was m
the midst—l approached—the fairies dis
appeared—-the veil was slowly lifted—ono
moment—my C'or.*!—we were''alone—we
wandered from bower to bower-—her
Small white hand was -.hispi and in mine—
her glossy raven tresses played upon my
shoulder—her warm, sweet breath fann
ed nlv glowing cheek, and her dark eyes
melted into mine. 1 feli upon m v knees
—a cold and grizzly skeleton met my em
brace, The group ofhouiies were chan
ged into a hand of attending bags. Jh
place of wreaths of roses, their shrivelled
necks were covered w.th the deadly night
shade and dark JHudrugora—forked ad
ders and serpents were twining' with
Rightful familiarity upon their long arms.
I shuddered—l was chained :o the spot.
I
Now—now I am mounted on a white
charger—the head of an immense army--
tny bold Cuirassiers form a moving mass
ot iron around me. The bugle sounds
the signal for engagement. Real after
pralol musketr'’ Hash from the dark mas
ses, The rattling rev erberating roar rolls
Iroin right to left. Tiie gaping throats of
the camion announce in broad flashes, tiie
departure of their messengers upon the
journey of death. On we rush—battal
ion on battalion. We storm the redoubt,
“Charge! charge the villains'.” “Men
ot the filth legion follow vour leader!”
I “Hurrah! they bear back!” I seize the
i standard from a t dlirig soldier—it s plan
ted in the Turkish parapet. Horrible
j confusion ' The trenches, arc choked.
“Ilali! Greek, strike down the vil.iin at
thy shoulder’’—too late—lns ataghun is
buried in (fry heart. I’ll revenge thee. I
dash upon him—the fire darts from our
swords—we fight like tigers—we close,
we roll upon the ground. 1 seize my dag
ger—the bright steel glitters all has
vanished—no troops—no weapon.
How TO DISPOSE OF OI.D STOCK. A
pedlar of till ware, who had been tavel*
ling from plantation to plantation with
his cargo ot ‘notions,’ found but a limited
sale for his lanterns, an article of which
he had a large stock. In despair of get
ting rid of them, he oflered them at what •
he called,‘a very reduced price,’yet., he
found purchasers as scarce as clover in
the sandhills. At length a tavern keeper
j directed him to a fanner who he said, was
very much hi want of the article. To the
j house of tins ready customer went Jona
than, determined to get Ins trouble’s
worth out of him. The first person
he met was the overseer, who was
iounging by the side of the road, “}ou
don’t want to buy a lantern, do you!’ ask
d Jonathan. A cs', though 1 reckon I
do,’ returned the overseer—‘how much
inought you ask for one ? ‘Only thirty se
ven and a half cents.’ ‘Well 4 spose you
gin me one.’ The pedlar accordingly
gave him a lantern, and receiving lus mo
ney proceeded onwards.
‘You don’t want to buy a first rate lan
tern, do you !’ said he to the overseer’s
wife, who was washing clothes at the
spring. ‘Yes,’was the reply, 1 Mr. II
has been wanting one this long while.’
i Jonathan accordingly served her out one
at the same price he had bargained with
her husband for. At the barn, before he
reached the farm house, he met the son
of the planter; ‘You don’t want to buy
no lanterns, do you! ‘I don’t want one
myself,’ replied the young man, ‘but I’ll
take one for father, who has been aftef
one this long while.’ Jonathan accor
dingly pocketed another thirty seven and
a half cents, and became one lantern
lighter.
He now advanced boldly up to the
house, and meeting the old lady at the
door, immediately put the quesiton to her,
‘You don’t want to buy no first rate lan
terns, do you?’ ‘lndeed, but I do,’said
the old lady, ‘my husband has been wan
ting one these six months past -and l’in
glad you’ve come.’ Jonathan according
| ly deposited a lantern with her, and receiv
ed in turn another thirty seven and a half
cents.
He now departed, almost satisfied with
the spec he had made. At some distance
from the house, in afield by the side of the
road he espied the old gentleman himself,
and hailed hint with the old question, •
‘You don’t want to buy no first rate lan
terns, do you V ‘How much do you ask a
piece ?’ inquired the planter. ‘Fifty cents,’
replied the pedlar; and guess that’s cheap
enough, considerin’they’ve come all the
way from Connecticut.’ ‘Well, I’ll take
one’-said tiie old gentleman, putting his
hand in fcis pocket. ‘llad’nt you better
take half a dozen?’ asked Jonathan,
‘there’s no knowing when a tin-merchant
may pass this wav again?’ If you’ll take
half a dozen, I'll let you have them for
thirty seven and a half cents a-piece.*
The planter took him' at his word, and
the pedlar to his route after having dis
posed often lanterns.
Baltimore 3fincrva.
Drum tlt a Philadelphia Enquirer.
POLISH ANECDOTE.
In the memoirs of Napoleon recently
published from the pen of Fauvelet de
jjourieiine funnily private Secretary to
the Eyim-ior, it is stated that, during the