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[From the Mobile Tribune.!
A Homily.
We suspect that if a wise man were set to se
lect what he considered the most important vir- i
tue in society, he would choose that which is j
called economy—a very modest virtue, if it he I
admitted as a virtue at all by some people—nay, I
a great many people—for it is come to be im
agined extensively that economy and meanness
are convertible terms.
Not so, however, to one who sees any con
siderable number of inches beyond his nos<*
Submit the matter to this test: Gather up a4|
the persons who stand well in any community—
take Mobile—and see who are now the mc*t
comfortable, tho most respected, the most
influential. Then, in another, parallel, col
umn put down all those who are otherwise.
Go a little farther, and find of the former,
who began life on nothing like visible capital,
had not a sou—got married and bought the
househould bed and the consequent cradle on
credit.
Then take the other column and see, of those
whose names are within it, how many began
life on better terms with fortune —started, as it
were, in the life-heat of fifty miles for thereabouts
—some ten or twenty, nay, forty miles the
start—and see where, a.ter the race has
run, nay, before a fractional part of it has been
run, bow many have fallen away far behind.
Examine, then, into the cause anti see if thi3
may not be wiitten down—that each lagard
lacked thrift and industry—the two inseparable
—and to this lack, and no other lack percepti
ble, is the cause to be traced.
Go, then, farther —keeping still on this track
—and count how many clever young men, fit for
any pursuit—capable of filling any post in life,
have sunk down —been lost here for evermore
to themselves, and friends, anu the common
wealth, from a total lack of this economy and
thrift.
The resultfwill be surprising, and if the obser
ver do not forever respect economy and feel in
dignant when some thoughtless person shall
call it meanness, we will abandon all hope in
this life of attaining to the character of a
wizard.
We say that economy is the best virtue a
young man can start in this life with. The lus
cious peach grows from the soil and the unseen
elements in the atmosphere : the rose blooms on
a dung heap; and thus economy, though but
generally little prized and quite unhandsome, is
the source of all the best virtues which spring
up in the source of all the best virtues which
spring up in the social field. In itself it may he
homely, as the soil is, but its products aie as
beautiful as the rose and luscious as the peach,
bet then this principle become a household god
—to he worshipped with as much reverence as
things terestrial deserve.
We need much now,and shall presently, per
haps, need more, of this sort of admonition—for
the world is prosperous, and in the bright pres
ent we make pictures of the future which will
allure us from self-denial into those “primrose
paths/’ where self-indulgence is so seductive and
so ruinous.
To the young mechanic, or the young clerk,
or the young lawyer, we say T this—let this word
economy be written at the head of thy bed,
where, as thou retirest at night weary, thou
mayst see it; and where, in the morning, when
thou risest refreshed, it may stand out a moni
*tion and a text for the day’s doings. Young
man give heed to this, if among tliy dreams of
tlic future lie place, and comfort and respect
if thou hast a horror of dependence, discomfort,
thejshifts which ruin souls, and the death which
is painful both to men and angels.
With this grave—perhaps, in some sort, som
nolent—preface, we copy the following from the
Boston Transcript:
“The most fashionable cravats are sold at five
dollars. The fall stvle of velvet vests range /on
$lO to s2*2 each. Most of the desirable ;rat
terns of the best quality have been already taken
at prices above s’2o.
“In the matter of vest buttons, there is great
extravagance. We hear of sales of single setts
at upwards of a hundred dollars, and the jew
elers on Washington street have elegant styles
at prices ranging from $lO to S2O a button, or ;
from SOO to $l2O a set of six. At the latter I
price a superb set, with diamond centres, can be
obtained.
“The finest shirts in Faneuil Hall cost sl2
each, and a small fortune is required for a ‘fash
ionable suit’ of gentlemen’s clothes.”
See how these gilded baits are held out
shaken, as Circe shakes her ambrosial curls, in
the young man’s face. Shun this temptation.
Let not the example of Mr. Young Sopht, who
is starting with a few thousand dollars, be to
thee, who hast nothing but thy hard-earned
wages, a snare in this matter of twelve dollar
shirts, or twenty dollar vests. Work in linsey
woolsey, if it be necessary to save thee from
pecuniary crampings; or in plain, sound cloth,
if thou canst afford it—but shun, as if were a
pestilence, that youthful Sopht. By this, thou
mayest presently attain to one-horse respecta
bility, nay, even to that consummation of all
worldly good, four-horse respectability, and
when by economy thou reachest that haven, per
haps to Mr. Sopht—then reduced to the class
loafer and become plain Sost —thou mayst be an
aid and comfort, when he Js shiftless and trou
serless, and has not where-withal to purchase
that daily essential, a loaf of bread. The sneers
ot the tribe Sopht despise, and it will be well
with the. Ihy household—thy wife and little
ones may call thee blessed, when the outgoing
generation of Sophts will not find in anv man
respects enough to provoke a kick—a'thing
that even a dog is sometimes worthy of.
Louis Napoleon, at the recent review of the
military at Satory, in an address to the soldiers
after having said that the love of the profession
of war was necessary to a great nation, he burst
forth into the following apostrophe: ‘What in
fact, during times of trouble has sustained em
pires, it it is not those bodies of rrried men
drawn from the people, inured to discipline,
animated by the sentiment of duty, and who
preserve, in midst of peace, tchere generally ego
tisrn and interest result in enervating everything,
that devotion to country which is fourfded on
••U-acnfica, and that love of glory which is
©i..u*d upt,n contempt of riches.*’
(Times aruJ Settlittel.
COLUMBUS, GEORGIA.
FRIDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 21.1853.
The Business of our City.
By a continuance of the public spirit and enterprise
of our citizens, Columbus bids fair to realize the hopes
of the most sanguine. Since the completion of our
Railroad, anew impetus is given to every department
of trade. More cotton will come to us this season, than
ever heretofore. Our buyers, by the rapid facilities for
transportation, are enabled to give the highest prices.
Our merchants receive the heviest goods per Railroad
via Savannah. We are dependant no lunger upon the
high water of the river ; but day by day hundreds of
baits of cotton are sent off, and goods received. We
are thus enabled to pay the highest prices and sell at
the cheapest rates and very reasonably—for goods are
not now foieed to remain in the ware house at Apa
lachicola to accumulate storage, and commission, and in-
bills 5 nor cotton and other produce to lay by
the } month in our own ware houses Our city is full of
life and activity. One day last week, 1000 bales of
cotton were brought to market; our streets are crowd
ed with wagons. It is truly interesting to take a look
towards the end of Randolph street, vast mountain al
most of cotton bales, and goods loading and unloading;
the arrival and departure of trains ; the animation and
z*al manifested every where and by every body, gives
a fair prognostic for our future.
It is in our power to extend these advantages. The
completion of the Girard and Mobbile Road ; the con
nection with Eulaula, and the Opalika branch will pour
into our laps a load of wealth. We were tardy in mak
ing the start-—let us profit by our brief experience, and
redeem the past by opening every avenue to power and
I
progress.
The Strength ol the Administration in Georgia.
It is amusing to witness the contortions of our de
feated opponents under the result of the recent elections
in this State. It has been suddenly discovered by some
wise heads that the triumph of the friends of the Ad
ministration in Georgia, is after all, a most signal de
feat ; and one of the opposition presses—we need not
specially designate it—very sapiently calculates that a
few more demonstrations will slaughter the Administra
tion outfight. Very well gentlemen, if you are satis
fled with the result we are, and we promise you in ad
vance, if you never carry off any more of our banners
than you did in your late splendid victory, we shall
never have any very grievous complaints to make. We
have elected our Governor, six out of eight members
to Congress, and carried both branches of the Legisla
ture. ‘1 hese are our spoils ; where are yours ?
But iti s said that President Pierce carried the State
by 18000 majority last November, and that his friends
have only gained the day by six or eight hundred now,
showing a decline in his strength of over 17000 in less
than one year. Indeed ! Will our friends who crow
so loudly, tell us how much Gen. Pierce’s vote exceed
ed that which has just been given for Mr. Johnson the
Administration candidate for Governor. So far from
there being a tailing off from the Adixmistration, there
are not two dozen counties in the State in wnieh the
Democratic vote is not, larger in the recent election
than it was last November. We have not the returns
by us. but it will be seen from the final summing up,
that Mr. Johnson’s vote is larger by several thousand
than was Gen. Pierce’s, This is the “growing unpopu
larity” of the Administration in Georgia. To reverse
the calculations of our sanguine opponents, at the same
ratio of increasing unpopularity, it would not be many
years, before there would be but one party in Georgia,
and that the unterrified Democracy,
| But is said that the vote which Mr, Jenkins rceeiv
i ed is no test of the strength of the Whig party in
! Georgia. We have no doubt this is true, Mr. Jen
; kins is the strongest Whig in the State. His fitness
[ for the office, so far as his personal qualifications
! are concerned, was never questioned. lie ran well •,
i better indeed than any other man of his party would
i have done. He embodied, too, ah of strength that
there was in the Whig party, and superadded to it, all
the charms of Conservatism , and a few of the odd
attractions of Constitutional Unionism. If, is doubtful
whether a corporals guard of Whigs could be found in
Georgia, who did not support him, and he was sustained
by thousands who would scorn to call themselves
J Whigs.
No, gentlemen ; dont make yourselves ridiculous in
i your defeat. Your misfortunes entitle you to the eom
j miseration of a magnanimous foe •, do not, we beseech
} you turn our pity into ridicule. You are beaten. Ac
knowledge the corn, and thank your stars that the 0
against you are not 6000 as would have been the case
had you got no more than you were entitled to.
The Lost are Found.
We are pleased to learn from the Sydney Empire
of the 25th May last, that the intelligence of the loss of
the Monumental City with several of our Georgia boys
on board was unfounded. The steamslrp, Monumental
City left San Francisco on the 17th February last, bound
for Australia, having on board a large number of pas
sengers, among whom were O. S. Kimbrough, ,7. Wise,
P. G. Wicke and J. P. Brown, of Georgia. It was re
ported that the vessel had been lost and a large num
ber of the passengers; this report proves to be un
folded, as appears by the Sydney Empire which au
nor*tees the arrival of the steamship at that port on
the 23d of April, with the above named gentlemen
among the passengers. Mr. Kimbrough was from this
city.
Madam Jenny Lind Goldschmidt.— Dr. Cox, of
j Brooklyn, as the friend, and by the authority of Jenny,
| publishes a card to the public, vindicating her husbands’
| character from the calumnies of the Northern pressl
that Otto has been cruel and unkind to Jenny. Dr.
i Cox says:
! “Her feelings have been deeply wounded by the story
1 that her husband is unkind to ner, inconsiderate, reckless,
and even cruel. Not to examine such |reports, it is enough
for me to say, that, herself being witness and judge, they
are totally false; that envy and ma ice, or foolish loquacity
coupled with ignorance, invented them all; that nothing
but the diametrical reverse is true of her “dear Otto thal
no woman in the w orld has more reason to be gratetul to
God lor her husband ; and that no man in the world could
be a more delicate and complete pattern of conjugal tendor
j ness, consideration and amotion. This is but a brief epi
j tome of what, with full heart, she writes to her friend atore
| said. She writes indee 1 plainly ; without reserve and with
! out affectation ; hut not without sensibility, at once stung
i and viituously indignant.”
Homicide— At a late hour on Saturday night, says
I Augusta Chronicie & Sentinel, an altercation oc
curred in the street, between Peter Feagan, one of the
City ’Aatchtnen, and Augustus Cartledge. daring v\ bich
Cartledge shot him with a pistol, of which he died in a
few minutes. A Ccroner’s Jury found a verdict ac
cordiagly.
OCT* Hon. Miller Grieve, late Charge to Denmark,
passed through this city on Sunday, on his way home.
Augusta Chronicle , 19th inst.
Frost. — We were visited on Sunday Morning with
a slight frost, which in some localities, nipped very ten
der vegetation. The atmosphere was. however, too
dry for it to do any damage.- -Augusta Chionicle , 19 th.
[FOR THE TIMES AND SENTINEL.]
KOLA AFTER THE GERMAN.
HY PAUL NOKO.
A child stood alone in the moonlight. By his side softly
murmured a flashing streamlet. Trees waved gently over
it, now and then dipping their long branches in its waters. ]
The soft air stole past, bearing tlie perfume of flowers.—
Then through the heart of the child there thrilled a strange
joy, and he raised his dark, wild eyes to the Heavens. He j
beheld there a beautiful Shepherdess surrounded by milk
white lambs.
A whisper of music trembled on the air beside him chim
ing with the music in his soul, and he gazed around. Be- j
fore him, with the silent moonlight falling on her head,
stood a lovely girl. Around her sunny curls was a circlet
of pale stars, and her blue eyes were turned upward. Her
white arms were raised gaily above her head. The boy
gazed eagerly and the leaves whispered—“ Eola !”
The bewitching vision turned her eyes upon him and
smiled—a smile so wildly beautiful! Then a strange desire
seized the heart of the boy, and he sprang forward with out
stretched arms, but the airy figure receded before him.
Still pursued the child, and still with its beaming smile upon
him, from his path glided the Illusion. It has disappeared!
‘‘Eola! Eola!” lie wildly cries, and bends over the
dimpled stream. Still humming its lullaby song, flows the
j little stream on its way,unheeding the listening child. He
! looks upon the dewy grass where she had stood, and the
trembling leaves that whispered her name, and he cries dis
pairingly “Eola !” Still rains down the silent moonlight,
but no voice answers him !
By the steady rays of a lamp a student is bending over
his page. His brow is lofty and pale, and his warm lips
compressed. In his dark eyes burns a fitful flic, and he
pauses at times with clasped hands, as if in thought. Genius
is in the soul, and pride on the brow of the young student.
Hfs nobler nature is warring with ambition, and he closes
his book, puts out his light, and drawing the curtain gazes
j forth from the window. The soft starlight floats down si
! lently, and his burning eye wandering over the hushed
1 earth, marks that all is beautiful.
j The leaves are talking softly like persons in their sleep,
and they murmur “Eola!” The heart of the student bounds
i wildly, and he gazes eagerly around. On a bed of violets
with the stars among her clustering curls, stands the unfor
gotten image of his childhood. Her arms gleam white
amid the shadows of the arching Elms—they are extended
toward him—“ Thou art come !” and the student leaps
though the window, and rushes toward her. Her Jip s open
! and once again he hears the music which haunts his soul.
His arms are extend--” Now I have thee, Eola !” he cries
exultingly, and clasps them around her. Gliding before
him like a moonbeam—still farther in the shadow of the
lofty Elms — lie clasps hut empty air. StiJi her fco is to
ward him. Around that mouth of unearthly beauty plays a
radiant smile, and from her blue eyes stream a mysterious
and winning light. Gently waving to and fro, she grows
faint and pale, and now the starlight is falling gently on
nodding violets.
“ A mockery ! A mockery ! cries the student passionate
! ly and casts himself on the earth. The trees wave their
I long tresses gaily, and whisper “ Eola!” Soft, viewless
| fingers part the youth’s dai k curls, while through the vio*
j lets runs a rippling laugh, whose echo says “Eola!”
Hundreds are crowding to a large and we|}*filled hall.
A prisoner with head inclined upon his breast, is sitting in
the bar. Ever and anon as he moves, the rattling of irons
is heard. Who is this that stands beside him, uttering
j words of burning eloquence ? His words charm—his eyes
bewilder—his haughty brow awes his hearers. It is the
earnest student—the dreamy boy, who gazed upon the
evening sky.
His words have wrought a change—he has averted the
blow of just retribution—he has made the guilty “innocent.”
! There is a deep shadow on his brow as he hastens through
the crowded street, and no triumph flashes from the
dark eye that glances around. His pride has bowed to
j temptation—he has sold integrity for the breath of fame
j —his genius is tarnished.
The soft light from a shaded lamp, fills a large apart
ment. Books and music are scattered around, and an open
I door leads into a spacious library. A man is sitting by a
1 table, with his face buried in his hands. His haughty lips
are trembling, and his brow is knit in thought. Near a
| crimson sofa behind him, is a vase of flowers on which a
I moonbeam nestles lovingly. Not a sound is in the room,
; hut wild and bitter thoughts are working in the man’s brain.
SILENCE —SILENCE.
! Now comes a faint breath ofmusic, and he gazes quickly 1
around. Reclining upon the crimson sola, lie sees Eola. j
The circlet of stars is broken. She gazes at him reproach- j
fully, and her hands are clasped sadly over her heart.
A fierce joy seized his soul as he looked around.
“ Now, Eola, thou art in my power !” he cried, and
sprang toward her. She arose and glided away, still turn
ing her pale, sad face and mournful eyes upon him. She
stood in the library door. “Nay, by Heaven! hut thou
shalt not escape me thus !” he cried passionately—“ I com
mand thee, depart not! I swear thou shalt never leave
me !” and the fury of his soul gleamed in his wild eyes, and
convulsed his trembling lips. She stretched forth her fair
arms toward him. Her lips moved but no sound issued
thence. Slowly retreating, with her pleading face, still
toward him, she disappeared.
In the rage of his disappointment he tore his hair—he j
cursed himselfand the beautiful Deceit that thus sported I
with him—maddened him. And a faint, wailing sound
came floating horn the flowers, on which the moonbeam j
rested. He furiously dashed the costly vase with its beau
tiful burden from the window.
An hour passes, and he is kneeling by the window. The
pale and mournful face of Eola follow him. The strong
man is bowed ; tears that glitter like diamonds roll through
his clasped fingers. “I will return to the purity of my
childhood,” he murmurs. “Thou, Eola, thou wilt no
more forsake me !”
The sun has bowed his kingly head, and left his crown
in the West which is red with deiight. Amid vineyards
and pleasant streams, stands an old and lordly castle.
Through the greeu meadows, and beside the streamlets, a
man is wandering thoughtfully. The grass and blushing
flowers send up a trembling fragrance. Behold ! the fight
fades slowly and the veiled night scatters her incense around.
High in the Heavens Diana draws her silver face, aiming
at distant stars. The man threw himself upon the earth
“Sola !” he eried mournfufiy, “art thou but avieiou ? for
aking the haunts of sin, again I wander beneath the pure
skies of my boyhood. Eola! return to me!” And the
leaves murmured’pleasantly with their soft lips—and the
rivulet danced merrily—and the flowers nodded gaily at
each other. And the strong man groaned in spirit. ‘'The
dream of my childhood has forsaken me !” Thin through
the moonlight stolen strain of music, unearthly and sweet.
A form moved toward him slowly, and stood in the shadow
of the boughs. By her curls with their starry circlet —by
her eyes wonderful in their mysterious beauty, it is Eola •
And he who reclined there, sprang rapturously forward.—
Wild delight flashed from his eves.
“Thou art come ! Oh beautiful !”
Then casting himself again upon the green earth, he
cried in a voice of agony—“ Thou will leave me! thy
smile gladdens my soul no more !” Slowly she raised her
eyes to his, and on her exquisite face, again gleamed that
wonderful smile. It tired his soul —he would have clasped
her. But., suddenly paused. “Thou deceives! me!” he
cried with passionate reproach,Thou art but a phantom.
Thou torturest me ’ thou mockest me !”
“Dost thou shut me from thy heart ?” Asked the voice
whose articulate sweetness had never before greeted his
ear. And the soft, lair arms were extended, and from her
azure eyes gleamed on him a bewildering glance of love.
His blood bounds tumultuously. “Thou art mine, at lasi!’’
and she is lying in the strong man’s arms. Warm, beauti
ful—trembling with love and bliss, no phantom, no vision,
but his bride, Eola !
Know his Income.
We hear it frequently asserted that extrava
gance is the great evil of the age. Husbands
particulail v are fond of expatiating on this sub
ject before their wives, or before female visitors,
whom they talk to, in order to talk at their :
spouses. But, in justice to the ladies, it should
be said that men are quite as extravagant as wo
men. If the latter have a weakness for laces,
silks and fine furniture, the former are just as
fond of cigars, champagne and horses. Many
a husband, who grumbles at what he thinks are
extravagant sums paid by his wife, for gloves,
shoes and hankerchiefs, spends twice as much
annually on oysters, or at ten pins. The things
the wife fancies are, moreover, the more refined
of the two; and, on the whole, are perhaps,
quite as useful as the others. Whatever the “rest
of mankind” may say, the Ledger will be honest
in this matter. Fair play has not been given to
the sex. The men, who do most of the editing,
writing and paying, have raised the cry of ex
travagance against the ladies,until a popular idea
has arisen that females are constitutionally great
er spendthrifts than the males. It is the old sto.-
ry of the lion painting his own virtues.
Having thus exonerated the ladies, lrom a
charge we think unjust they will, we trust listen
dispassionately to what further we have to say.
! For, though tve consider the men quite as ex
travagant as the women, we are far from exone
rating either from this folly entirely 7 . At some
other time we may have a word of advice for
the “lords of creation but to-day, we wish to
have the ear, for awhile, of those same “lords.”
We presume, at the outset, we are talking to
sensible women. By 7 a sensible woman, in this
instance, we mean one, who, if a wife, makes
her husband’s interest her own, and who is,
| therefore anxious to spare him unnecessary anx
-1 iety, and to labor with him to the extent of her
! ability, to lay by someting for their old age, if
• not for the future establishment of their chil
! dren. The wife who has not this sympathy
with her husband, but who regards him merely 7
as a means of enabling her to dress expensively,
is unworthy of the name, the position, the hou
ors of a companion for life. Site is, in no sense,
the help-mate, which she was called in the old
Saxon. She is a drag on her husband, not an
assistant to him. To aid him, she should be
cheerful, should order her house well, and above
all, should strictly avoid extravagance ; and to
achieve the latter, there is no better way, provi
ded she is a woman of sense, than to know his
income exactly.
For extravagance is a relative term. A bro
cade silk may be a folly for one wife, but only
what is proper for another better ofi’. We r
not advocate parsimony on the part of the ri h.
If elegant fabrics, and sumptuous furniture, and
fine houses were abolished, many thriving trades
would perish for want of sustenance ; and those
who ply them would either be reduced to per
manent beggary, or forced into other persuits
which are already, perhaps, sufficiently stocked.
But if a sensible wife knows her husband's in
come, she can tell, for herself, what is extrava
gant, and whatnot. Is he a merchant ? She is
aware, then, that he has his fortune to make; j
that his pursuit is a precarious one ; and that j
consequently the household expenses must bear
a very small proportion to the apparent profits.
Is he a professional man ? She knows, that in
this case, the road to wealth is slow, and that,
therefore, she must deny herself many things
his position wouid seem to warrant. Is he a
mechanic % In such an event, her husband can
never hope to be rich, until he saves capital
enough to become a master workman, arid he
cannot hope to succeed in this effort, unless
sustained by the strictest economy o:i tne part
of his wife. Is he a man of fortune? A wise
wife is aware that property fluctuates, and that
children will want a start in life : and conse
quently even the wife of the landed proprietor
will take care not to spend their whole in
come.
j It is not always the wife who is to blame,
| however, for not regulating the expenses of the
husband’s income. Many men foolishly thin!
: that it is not a wife’s business to know the state
|of their affairs. Others, when in difficulties, de
ceive their wives. It frequently happens, there
fore, that a wife either believes her husband to
be prospering when he is not, or greatly over
rates the extent of his prosperity. In such ca
ses the husband is quite as censurable for the
wife’s extravagance as she is herself. To sum
up all in a sentence, if husbands would be more
just to wives, wives would oftener act like wo
men of sense, and would be less extravagant
Phi'a. Ledger. °
Minister to Fiance. —We have every reason to be
lieve, says the Washington Star . that among the indirect
and unsuccessful applications for foreign missions under
the present Administration, was one for the appointment
of no other than Mr. James Gordon Bennett,xf the New
York Herald, to be American minister to France.
This accounts for the tirades ol abuse of Mr Matey
and the Cabinet which have lately appeared in the edito
rial columns of ths Herald.
Columbus’ first Letter.
In a late number of the North British Review
is an interesting article on “European Naviga
tion in eaily times.” Speaking of the letter
, announcing the old world the discoveries of Co
s: iiimbus, the Reviewer says:
i “On the arrival of his first letter in Spain it
j was speedily published mid issued from all the
principal towns of Europe. In Italy, the letter
was even versified and sung about the streets
In England, Sebistian Babot tells us there was
great talk of the new discovery in all the court
ot Henry Seventh, “insomuch that all men with
great admiration afiiirmed it to be a thing more
! divine than human to sail by the west 7nto the
j ea -st, where the specie do grow, by way that was
1 never known before.
It was supposed, of course, that India had
been reached by making the circuit of the world
whence the name of West Indies was given to
! the new islands.
After a short introduction, Columbus gives
in bis letter, a rapid sketch of his route, naming
the several islands upon which he landed, and
ol which he easily took possession in the name
of his sovereigns. These were North Caico.
Little Inagua,Great Inagua, Cuba and others of
less note, and lastly St. Domingo, Os these is
lands lie gives a most enticing description,
speaking ol high flo 7 ering trees, throngs of
nightingales, and beautiful birds, rich pastures,
honey, new and delicious fruits, valuable har
bors and abundance of fresh water. Os the in
habitants he says : “'l'hey go always naked as
they were born, with the exception of some wo
men who use the covering of a leaf or small
bough, or au apron of cotton which they pre
pare for that purpose ; they are timid and full
of fear; when I have sent one or two of mv
men to any of the villages to speak with (he na
tives, they have come out in a disorderly trouji,
and have fled in such haste at the approach of
my men that fathers have forsaken their children
and children their fathers.
“As soon, however, as they see that they are
safe, and have laid aside all fear,they are very sim
ple and honest, and exceedingly liberal with all
they have, none of them refusing anything lie
may be possess when lie is asked for it; but on
the contrary inviting us to ask them. They ex
hibit great love (or all others in preference to
themselves. r ! he Indians practiced no idolatry
and believing all good things in heaven, they in
terred that Columbus’ boats had descended.—
I bus the Spaniards were everywhere introduced
as “celestial beings,” and “men, women, chil
dren and adults, young men and old flocked to
them, some bringing food and others drink,
with astonishing affection and kindness.”
Col umbus describes Cuba as being larger than
Great Britain, and affirms that in a distant pro
viuce, which he did not visit, the men are bcfcrti
j with tails. Moreover he was told of an ishind
whose inhabitants had no hair and which abo/im
-1 ded in gold more than any of the rest.
This memorable letter closes with the the sos
j lowing sublime strain : “Therefore, let the King
and Queen, our princes and their most happy
kingdoms, and ail other provinces of Christen
dom, render thanks to our Lord and Saviour Je
sus Christ, who has granted us so great a victory
and prosperity. Let Christ rejoice on earth, as
he rejoices in heaven, at the prospect of salva
tion of so many souls of so many nations hith
erto lost. Let 11s also rejoice, as well on ac
count ot the exaltation of our faith, as of the
increase of our temporal prosperity 7, of which
not only Spain, but all Christendom will be par*
: takers.’’
Thus sublimely was the New World inaugura
ted.—Sav. Courier.
Outrage by the fighting Men. —The gang of
j fighting men and rowdies who attended the
| prize fight between Sullivan and Morrissey, coin
j mitted a gross outrage at Boston Corners. It
appears the express train does not stop there,
and because the conductor refused to land them
a number attacked a breakman, threw him down
| and held him, while others detached the loco
, motive and Bain. The train was under great
headway at the time, and the engineer did not
discover the loss until a way from the train. The
greatest excite existed among the traveller pas
; sengers, who were fearful that the “fighters”
might do them some personal injury. They all
got off, however, and went to the spot selected
for the sickening exhibition; but the passengers
going west failed to make the necessary con
nections, and were detained a whole day.
The New papers state that Sullivan the prize
fighter, was received in town on Thursday morn
ing more in style of a Roman conqueror, than
that of a common “bruiser/’ a common law
breaker. Morissev is awfully disfiguied, and so
is Sullivan, tor that mutter. ‘There is some quar
relling about the result of the fight, but it is said
Sullivan has the money.— Sat\ News.
! Excitement in the Market. —The important
advices from Europe were issued in a second edi
j tion of the New York Express, early on Thurs
j d a ) T afternoon, creating no little excitement on
| ’Change. The Express of Friday says holders
of flour at once put up prices to two shillings
per barrel, but there were not many transactions
at the advance, operators preferring to hold bail
! until , further advices. The sales at previous pri
! ces > however, were nominally large,
tmg 20,000 barrels. Ibices of wheat advanced
from two to six cents a bushels. Before the
; news, the sales reached nearly 35,000 bushels
of all brands.
~£ he , Brilish Cabinet.— lt is said that recent
difficulties in the British cabinet have grown
out ot the fact that the Earl of Aberdeen thor
ouglily believes in the honesty and sincerity of
the Emperor of Russia, however proud, stupid,
and stubborn he may be, and that he implicitly
relies on his good faith ; while his colleagues
think him an intriguing knave, no more or rath
er less, to be trusted than an Oriental tyrant,
and having all the slippery tricks of the East,
combined with the rude energy and northern
barbarism.— Balt Clipper.
(E~T The Buffalo Courier savs :—We have
private and authentic intelligence that after the
publication of Mr Maicy’s lelfer. the Prussian
Minister asked leave to withdraw his note of pro
test,