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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,