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Bales of Laud and Negroes, by Administrators,
R locators, or Guardians, ate required by law to be
fceld on tke first Tnesilay fit the month, between the
(tears of ten in the forenoon nod three in the after
noon. at the Court lion so m the enmity in which the
Ffoperty is situate. Notices of these sales must be I
ftiven in a public ghzette forty • days previous to
the day of sale.
_ Notices for the sale'of Personal Property; Amst be
give* at least tf.s DAYS-previous to the day of sale.
Notice to debtors and Creditors of an Estate must
be published FORTY DAYS'.
Notice that application will be made to the Court
■of Ordinary for leave to sell Land or Negroes, must
be published Weekly for two months.
Citations of Administration, mugt.be
published thirty days —fi.r Dismission troni Adminis
tration, monthly for six months —for Dismission from
‘Guardianship, forty /lays.
•fttiL.Es for Foreclosure of Mortgage must be pub
lished monthly for four months— for establishing lost
papers, for the full spore of three, months —for compel
ling titles from Executors or Administrators, where
a bondtashftaßftwiiiilSy tho doegpsir^tllijfe/lywe•
of three months.
Pstflicatfon* will always be continued according to
these requirements, niTless otherwise ordered.
Ail biisiubss in the line of ITmntinu will meet.
- -.with prompt attention at the Reporter OFFICE.
..... . .., ”
(Law Finn.)
HARRIS & HARRIS.
it Mtox L. Harris, | Char lea J. Harris,
Milledgeville, Ga. | Tbomasrille, Ga.
■arch ill w ts
ftubt. S. Birch & William JUcLcimloh,
AITORNEYS AT LAW,
THOMASriLI.E. CEOROIA
octll • 19 wv
ii viii ic & he.yxet,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Tronpriffe, Lowndes Cos., Go.
sept 15 w . ts
i * SAJH EI, B. SPENCER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
TIIOM.VNVILLE, GEORGIA.
WILL Site hi* entire attention to the practice of
Law, in'the Counties of tbo Southern Circuit.—
Office on the second floor of D, & K. McLean’s
brick building. (jnniit)oy *
E. C. liOHGAN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
NASHI'HO.E, GEORGIA.
WILL practice in the Counties of the Southern Cir
cnit/and tlie counties of Dooly, Worth and Dough
s*rty of the Macon, mol Coffee, Clinch and IVafe.
of the llninswick Circuits.
Flat Creek, Ga., OeL 7. ts
J. H. 1.l \ l it \ I <-11.
Attoncv nnd Counsellor at Law.
AND SOLICITOR IN CHANCERY,
7 HOMA SEA l. r., CEO II til A.
WILL practice his profession iu of
South- western Georgia, nod specially in tiff-counties
At Lowndes, Thomas, Decatur and Laker.
dec9-tf . ■ ‘•
Dr. Win: H. HALL,
’TEYDKftfI *i* Professional services to the citizens
of ThmnAsville and vicinity—Residence, the
formerly occupied by A. H; Mansell—Office, next
door below. . [ajtrSS]
Dr. SiDIKL 15. WILLIAMS,
HAVING located in Thomnsvillo respectfully ten
ders his professional services to the citizens of
Thomasville mnl pleinify. He may he found at the
Office of-l>r. ft ft. Adams.. [octldoy
j, ■( Reform Fra dice.)
P. S. iIOWER, ill. D.,
©NFER.S hi* I’rofessiminl services to tlie citizens ol
Thomasville aiul-vicinity. Calls at all hours
promptly attended to. (fehlHf
Dr*. If. I*. & 1). . AHAOIJ,
.a- ©KMYSiS'v'©,
toTHOM A 8 Vll. LE, GEp R GIA.
iQBh WE hare purchased the Residence
of Dr. R. J. llruce where one of us
1I1; | V always he found. Tooth l*w
dsn and Wash^alwayymi hatnV... .LrmyXs^tf.
Carnages. Buggies and Wagons,
MANfFACni WVJ) TO ORDER, BY
JOSBPH TOOKE, SOY A CO.,
AT THE HOUSTON CARRIAGE FACIOBY,
llouslon County, Georglu.
FF'All work fully guaranteed.
jasegib.yl .ISAAC WINTER, Agent.
. €.,. IttciLENDOll,
LICENSED AUCTIONEER.
TIIOMASViLLE, GEORGIA.
WILL SELL on every- Saturday, uud on the first
Tuesday in every month, GOODS of every de
scription, entrustad to him for sale.
Jy 7 oy
General Commission Merchant,
Foot of Monk Street Brunswick, Ga.
<fr2 ;■•;/_ w ts
4 Adams House.
r|l!jlS establishment is now porßin-
A neatly opeoeif for the sceommoda Jstmkn
tinn of the public. Every cmivenjencc !! L lIL
ha* been prov ided for boarders and tran- lllljtjar
•lentcustomers; and the proprietor flat-
ters himself that ne is- now,able to give the utmost
aatisfhcrftm. GODI’OI.D, Proprietor.
Thoniasvjile. Ga., March 24,1857. ts ‘
Land Office.
AYING opened, an Office in Thomasville, Ga.,
weWiU buy tiay Lands in Southern Georgia, at
reasonable prices, or sell Lands for the owners on
rommisslon. We will also report the value oDLande
owned by persons at n distnneafor a fair eempensa-
Ah. - HiTRcH & McLendon,
Shirr. 8. Btncn, ) Thomasville, Ga.
Wm. McLkndoX. S May gft, 1850. C.m
Bank Agency.
THU subscriber has been appointi rt Agent for tlio
Honk of Savannah at this plaee, and is prepar
ed. to discount Hills of Exchange, Drafts, dec.;
and has for sale Checks on New Yotk.
July**) EDWARD REMINGTON.
MORRIS STEIYERT,
Professor of tniirie will give private lessons to the .
citizens of Thomasville and vicinity upon the Piapo,
Original |]odrf.
Written for the Wire-Grass Reporter.
THE BKIDE OF B£ATH. . . . ,
BY MANY E. BRYAN.
“ Oh! winds, why swecp’wifh sorrowful wail
Through the Pine trees hoar and the aspens pale,
W by waken such music wild J”
And the eliill winds paused in their swift career
And their voice came forth from the cypres* sere,
Like the cry of a famished child.
‘‘They have need,’* they said, of our harpingt free,
They have need of our wildest minstrelsy,
For the marriage hymn to-night.
Pale Death has won a fair young bride;
He will claim her to-night, iu her youthful pride
And the blootn of her beauty bright.”;
Oh moon! with the’brow so ghastly pale,
Why look’st then forth from thy cloudy veil,
Like a spectre from its shroud?
Thou hast veiled thy lovlines* long,—why now,
Shak'st thou, the cloud wreathes away from thy
brow,
Oh.’ Queen Bo pale and so proud ?”
“ I have come; for mine is tho task to-night,
The fires of the nuptial torch to light.
And to throw its pallid gleam,
Athwart the darkness, athw art the gloom,
For Death to-lead his young bride to her home,
By its wan and chilly beam.”
‘Oh Glmsts; why Hit through the shadow'/gloom,
Say w hy have you left your silent tomb,
Pale spirits iu grave-robes white?”
“We are bid, as guests” was the low reply
“ To stand unseen, by the mortal eye
At the bridal of Death to-night.
To grasp the baud of the beautiful hlbM
To welcome her to Jier kingdom wide,
And to deck lief bridal bed
With pale Autumn flowers on drooping steins
With garlands sere, and the cold, bright gems
From the night’s dark tresses shed.”
Who is it that rides so far nud fast,
With flying robes on the Northern blast,
Who is it so pale and stern ?
With his icy crown nud his stony eyes.
And his cold lips, blue as the Arctic skies,
Wlioti the seas to marble turn.
’Tis tlie bridegroom Debtfi, and around him crowd
The ghostly guests in their gleaming shroud,
For he goes a bride to claim,
The fairest aud purest that earth has known,
- The lovliest, the grave e’er claimed fur its own,
Whtse beauty might Seraphs shame.
They have robed her well iu her bridal dress;
It is pure, as her own lovliness,
Aud hor brow is wreathed with flowers;
They lie like pearls on her bosom fair,
They gleam through the curls of her radiant hair,
That falleth in golden showers. .
’ But w here are the smiles, that bespeak the bride f
Aud where are the blushes of m'iideli pride 1
Oh ! pale is the tiutless face;
Aud the closed lids lie, all cold aud white,
As the frozen dhw iu the dim muoulight,
And no smiles, the still lips grace.
In vain does the earthly bridegroom grasp,
The hand, that returns nut his frenzied clasp, ./,
Aud vainly his lips are pressed,
To the brow, that the kisß of Death has chilled,
For tho pulse of life is forever stilled
Iu the uiaideu’s gentle breast.
’Tis the bridal hour, and the moon shines bright.
And the nuptial chamber is draped in white
Aud flowers yield their fragrant breath ;
But the guests are all spectres here to-night,
Aud a shroud are tho bridal garments while.
And the bjidc,, is the bride f Death.. -
Tbomusville.
Written for the Wire-Gran* Reporter.
LIVING PICTURES.
BY MARY E. BRYAN.
We lavish large sums upon the purchase
es gem engravings, and yearn to look upon
the chef-d,oeuvres of the old, world renown
ed Artists, exhibited iu the LouiFre and the
Vatican.
The divine beauty that.spcaks from the ell
oquent canvas of Raphael, Guido and Titian
haunts our dreams and fills our hearts with
vain longings, while we heed not the living
pictures around us, instinct with real and viv
id beauty—pictßrcs limned by tbu hand of a
master —” by the band that paints the lilly
cups,
The hand that pour* the sen.”
We need not visit the‘Art galleries, nor
thefar -iamed-scenery- of the east; we need
not even seek the rainbow spanned Niagara
the romantic Hudson.tho “ Father of Lakes,”
nor tire mountain guarded valleys of the
west; to behold pictures of beauty.
They are every where around us. The
bills—those green Altars of the world, rising
wirh their offerings and flowers to
Heaven, the breezy plains where the music
haunted pines stand like an army of Qiants
in martial array—the sky. wit| its floating
clouds-of pear), dawn-and twilight, sunrise
aud moonfisc—are all pictures, whose loveli
ness never satiate tho eye.
Human genius might never hope to repro
duce on canvas tfiq beauty of the freshly nu
lojded l’rairie rose, with its delicate tinting,
and the <“ V’ V"s?, .” “
‘ ‘‘ Lrtte vein*, like opal light that alow
Aud through the silvery whiteness low,
> Down to,the golden heart."’ *-
’ find no Clqufic might dip his glowing pencil
in the resplendent hues that deck the “ pic
ture God hangs nightly in the radiant West,”
when the steeds of the departing San tread
the “mottled purplfnga” of the sky, and
I amid pomp and pageantry, the wheels of his
THOMASVILLE. GEORGIA, DECEMBER 15,1857.
chariot roll aw ny, leaving behind their burn
ing track. *
Now, from my,open casement, I behold a
picture that has been my own sot years—a
green belt of forest,—shadow dim and bird
haunted, which ever presents phases, beauti
ful and varying as the changes of a kaleido
scope. When the Spring visits it, laughing 4
and lower crowned, swinging the yonng
birds on the budding vines and binding the
maples with garlands of goldeh Jessamine;
when Stinnncr wakes her richer glories; and
the sea-born breeze sweeps across the thou
sand leaves, murmuring melodies learned in
its Ocean home, —when Autumn, most mag
nificent of all, comes iu robes of Syrian dye,
with the golden stars of the Ifeliantlms glow
ing upon her brow, aud throws inde her
crimson and scarlet banners to the wind;
and even when the icy hand of Winter
spares only the dark leaved Laurel and tlie
swaying moss to deck its bowers; —my for
est is a picture through all, and one I never
weary of gazing npott.- t- -
But there is yet a higher order of beauty.
There arc pictures, in which the great Artist
has dimly shadowed forth the perfection, the
purity and harmony of his own eternal spirit.
The beauty of the human countenance,—
unmarred by the fierce passions,—wlhj does
not love to look upon the graceful groupings
of human figures 1 Childhood at play, With
the sunshine and flowers, or sleeping, with
tlie damp curls thrown -back from the flash
ed forehead; childhood at prayer, with a
strange earnestness gathering upon the up
turned brow and in the sweet eyes, full of
mystery and newly awakened feeling, man
hood aud girlhood, with the pride of con
scious beauty curling the full red lip, and
lighting the flashing eygs'; young mothers,
murmuring cradle hymns over sleeping in
fants—the deep, holy light of motherhood
dawning in the girlish faces, old age, with
the beauty of holiness resting like a crown
upon the silver locks and lighting the faded
eyes with a glory, death alone can quench—
all these are pictures,uone the less beautiful,
that they are not rare, that God’s sunshine
gilds them every day and the blue sky arch
es them in an eternal framework.
These, random thoughts were suggested
by a tableau eicant, —the loveliest I ever
beheld.
Fancy an open plain, beneath the deep
blue sky of a Southern Autumn, with the
golden haze of Indian Summer resting on
tlte gorgeous woods that environed it, and
The mellow Sunshine sleeping among tj&
green plumes of the breezless Pines.
At the foot of one of these monarch trees,*
with the mingled woof of light and shadow,
falling over them, sat the picturesque group,
—two figures of which were .surpassingly
beautiful. The first, a youth whose form,
slight and graceful as the Apollo Belvidere, —
reclined against the tree, while one delicate
hand supportod his brow,, from which the
clustering curls were lightly swept aside.
The flush of earnest feeling burned upon
his cheek, and his radiant eyes were raised
to those of his companion,—a fai% young
maiden on the eve of womanhood, with a
form whoso luxuriant roundnesß, together
with her rich color, passionate eyes, and
mouth at once haughty and voluptuous, be
spoke her a child of the Souths
Her wavy hair “ prisoning a thousand sun
beams,” shaded lightly her carnationed
cheeks, and her whole countenance was res
plendent with a joy softened nnd chastened
by the same tender light that filled the dark
oyesof her companion—an expression that
comes but once, to glorify the beauty of
youth,—when the deep fountain of the heart
is firtt stirred by the wing of passion,—when
young Love is'wrapped iu his first Elysian
dream, embittered by no haunting memories
of ati unforgotten Past.
I looked upon the radiant picture with a
thrill of delight, mingled with a deeper and
holier feeling, for do we not draw neater to
the Diyine Creator, when’ worshipping the
master-work of his hands? “A heautifal
face is n perpetual hymn to the Deity,” and
thus it is’, that a-feeling of devotion mingles
with our admiration of surpassing loveliness.
And then, is tliore not something sacred in
the first, pure love of two yoimg hearts; ere
time and worldliness have sallied the fresh
ness and purity of the Soul’s Eden flowers,
or the voice of polity and the music of gold
stifled the sweet hymn of Love,—the voiled
worshipper that kneels at the sbrine of the
heart, and lays thereon his wreath of passion
flowers.
Foang Love's dream 1 bow often in after
years, that beautiful vision comes to mock,
with its warmth and purity, the cold, pale
spectres of av# rice, of ambition and worldli
aeatf ,■
great interpreter of the heart’s
voiceless oracles, feit through Hfothe inspire
tion of his first boyish love. Its sweet, pu
rifying memories stole over MnMiko the re
membered cadences of a mother's cradle
hymn, amid the allurements of beauty, of
fame and mar|ial glory. They swept across .
SWflSSSfy*** of
“ i have ft Muion for tWrmnW of M.rv,
For mute it was a-uiagfc nsuae-fo ua\’ , >
’ * From the Homo Journal.
AH EASTERN APOLOGUE.
Abdallah sat at bis morning meal, when
thefb alighted on the rim of hi* goblet a lit
tle fly. It sipped an atom of syrap. and
was gone* . But it came next morning, and
the next, and tlie next again, till at last the
, scholar noticed it. Not quite a common fly.
it seemed to know that it was beautiful, and
It soon grew very bold. And lo! a groat
wonder; it became daily larger and yet lar
ger, till there coaid be discerned, in the sine,
as of a locust, the appearance of a man.—
From a Imndbrcadtb, it,reached tTio stature
of a cubit; and still so winning were its
weys,that it found more and more favor with
this skin of infatuation. It frisked like a sat
yr, and it sang like a peri, aud like a moth
of the evening it danced on the ceiling, and.
like the king’s gift, whithersoever it turned,
it prospered.
The eyes of the„sltnple one yere blinded,
so thatt lie could not,- in all this, perceive the
subtilty of an evil genius. Therefore the
lying spirit waxed - bolder, and whatsoever
his soul desired of dainty meats, lie freely
took ; and when flic scholar waxed worth,
and said, •• This is my daily portion from the
table of tho mufti—there is not enough for
thee and me,” the dog-faced deceiver played
some pleasant (rick, and caused the silly one
to smile ; until in process of time, the schol
ar neiceived that, as his guest grew stronger
and stronger, ho himself waxed weaker and
weaker. : ‘ “
Nqw, also, there arose freqnent strife be
twixt the demon and his dupe, and at last
the youth smote the fieud so sorg that he de
parted for a season. And when he was gone
Abdallah rejoicedjtnd said, I have triumph
ed over mine enemy, and whatsoever time
it pleaseth me, 1 shall smite him so that ,he
die. Is be not altogether in mine own pow
er 1 But after not many dnys, the tempter
came back again : and this time, lie was
arrayed in goodly garments, and he brought
a present in his hand, and lie spake of tlie
days of their first friendship, and he looked
so. mild and feeble, that his smooth words
wrought upon this dove without a heartland
saying, Is he not n little One?” he receiv
ed him again into his chamber.
On the morrow, when Abdallah came not
into tlie assembly of studious youth, the muf
ti slid, “ Wherefore tarricst the son of Ab
dnl? Perchance he sleepeth.” Therefore
they repaired even to his chamber; but to
their knocking he made no answer. Where
fore the mufti opeued the dour, and, lo!
there lay on the divan the dead body of his
disciple. His visage was black ami swollen,
and oh his throat was the pressure of a fin
ger broader jhan the palm of a mighty man.
All the stuff, the gold, and the changes of
raiment belonging to tho hapless dbe, were
gone, aud in tlie soft ea.th of the garden
were seen tlie footsteps of a giant. The
mufti measured one of the prints^md,behold !
it was six cnbits long.
Reader, canst thou exponnd the riddle ?—-
Is it the bottle or the bettitig-book 1 Is it
ibe billiard-table or the theatre ? Is it smo
king ? Is it laziness ? Is it novel-reading 7
But kttqw that an evSTTSBit is an off con-1
stantly expanding. It may come in at the
keyhole, hut it will soon grow too big for'the
house. Know, also, that no evil habit can
take the life of your soul, unless you
self nourish it, and cherish it, and, by feeding
it with your own vitality, give it a strength
greater than your own. •
PABIS GOfSIP.
A |pretty little blond, actress at one of
the boulevard theatres, exhibited a singular
taste by appearing in a toilette deepbtr.ck
upon nil occasions, from the first ot January
to the last of December. Desirous of know
ing the cause of her eternal mourning herin
tiinate friend M'lle A deniandedr—
“ llow hirpens, it my dear, tlut you are al
ways clothed in sable,like the page of the dc
fftnct'M. Maflbrought
“That is my secret.” v
“ But one has no secrets/or a sincere friends
Is it A VOW.’,
“Perhaps.”
Do you mourn a first love/” TH
,* Mafoi !—no.”
“ A parrqt—a King Charles—a protector/’
“I yets.”
“What then, pray, is the virtue which
you desire to exhibit ?”
” It is not a viitue.”
•ts. Well, what then?” .
“The whiteness ofmy shoulders, eterieusc.”
“ Mon Dieu ! I suspected it.”
’ ADVANTAGE Os CHEWING TOBACCO,
When on tho Fejee Island coast, Com.
Wilkes, of the Exploring Expedition, fell in
with an “intelligent savage,” from whom fee
learned that but n short time before a vessel
had come ashore in a storm, ’hud all the crew
had fallen into the hands of Iho islandtfrs.
“And >.vhat did you do With thorn?” asked
Wilkes anxiously.
’em ail,” answered the savage.
“What did yon do with them after you
had killed ‘them?” •
“Eat ’em—good,” returned the nnthropo
phagos pinning at tho -cemembnmoe of the
horrible fqast, -
‘Did you eat them all 7” asked Uie cam-1
mod ore, feeling exceedingly unwell. ....
.'•yes, we eat all, but one.”
“And why didn’t you eat him ?” inquired
the explorer* whose curiosity got tho better
of his horfpr.
*“ Op* he taste too much like tobaco,—
Couldn't cat bin no how.”
;•>. ON ‘CBNDEB
Punch slanderossly says: “The snn is
cgllcd masculine, from its sopporting and
era.
is trifled with hy ilic ladics.”
FEMALE CHARACTER. I*o
Os all the charms which twine themselves
about the female character, none ft inure
CSSS S±£
gentle, yet frank opertriiwifteelrmetAf eMrm--
ter, which seems to moke tho soul a place of
light and purity, liko thirTltiUt: sweet radi
ance of n spring morning,ainid budding leaves
and opening flowers. How cxqmsusly^beauti
ful, how unspeakable delicate, is the loveli
ness of a woman unaccustomed td the world!
Unscathed by the chilling influence of
blasted hope, of wotimlcd affection, her
sharply-defined feelings manifest themselves
iu all their freshness, with a warmth un
checked Cy the dictates of jealous’ prudence
or tbo wary suggestion of cniculatiag narrow
minded self protecting interests. For her to
think, is to give utterance to her thoughts ;
and.to feel, is to give explosion to Iter emo
tions, with a guileless simplicity, unsnspi
cions of Ulnatured misrepresentirtion, ntfjfl
fearless, because unconscious of the possibili
ty of misconstruction. Compare this sweet
and touching simplicity, which ’makes- the’ ’
but the expressive countenance of tho soul
with artifice, tlrnf hateful wrod. which often
takes root so vigorously, even in early life
hardening and blackening the soil In which
it grows, till nothing is .seen but smut and
ana stubble. Compare a subtle, contriving,
tortuous, sqaky thing—with her craftv, sat
in-spoken words, her quick furtive, glances
her readily-changing brow, and her artificial
softness of demeanor—the hcatlest syrati
of the danco who lures on her victim with
deceitful smile, and clustering ringlets, and
jewelled fingers, and pattering of tiny feet
clothed in slippers of tho choicest satin—the
false-hearted, smoothed-faoed creators, who
‘attunes tier shrill voice by a system of polite
solfeggio,'’ aud conceals the sharpness of her
talons under a feline, velvctude of paw—com
pare tho words nnd looks of such % being
with the unconstrained nnd artless vivacity,
the open looks, of fair simplicity of the
guileless being who knows no restraint hut
thflt delicacy wlli'ctMias growii Up with her
inmost thoughts, shading but not concealing
them like the sheath of sheltering green
aioupd the exquisite lily of tho valley 1 No,
no! simplicity is tlie veiy Soul of beauty—the
sweet spirit of fascination which makes Ms
love that otherwise we could hut at the most
admire. All n'rfifiea or affection of character
all prettiness all exquisite and elaborate con
trivances to rivet the enchanted gaze of the
beholder—whether displayed in the dress or
ua mers—can so bewitch as Kt aVt
self. In female dross, when youth and beauty
appear arrayed in simple white with perhaps
a single bouquet reposing on the -bosom of
innocence—bow infinitely does such a vision
outshine the mere earthen image tricked out
in all the puff and papillate*, all the dang
ling bows and tresses, all the glittering rib
bons and sparkling paste, which wealth or
fashion, vanity or folly, can string together!
It is a grand deflect oftho sciehce of femflje
education, in this country, that it is too much
the science of mere Ichavwr. Instead cf
educating the feelings, wo are critically
didactic as the mode of their exp'Cssion ; the
sentiment and dispoijfisn reigning within are
not constantly external deportment.
We do not encourage iutrepedity and ih<Je
dendence of thought—there is nothing orig
inal—nothing fe. vent—nothing which rojy
prolong the delicate spell of respectful teh
ness and admiration,, by casting upon the
every day occurences of life tTio glow of
feeling and the ctiiirui of novelty. Some
minds there ai by nature so strong and
elastic as to rebound fiom the presurc of edu
cation into the beautiful regionrif natural en
thusiasm Und innocent fpnc-lmrtcdncsH;buf the
mass arc, moulded that they aid often But
pasteboard, buckram, and whalebone things;
creatures of puffery and artifice,whoso every
word, look, and act—everything they do—
is hut a trick of custom.
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BIVEBBE OB BOBTOKB;
The N . Y. Herald recounting srtmo off the
personal reverses of Fortune resulting frotn
the present monetary Collapse, gives the fol
lowing: , ,
But here, is a still greater’ reverse of for
tune to record. Among the persons who first
yielded to the financial emharassments wfts
J- T. * an exceedingly wealthy bank
er in Wall street. This'Aft. T- • —was
known ail over the crmntTy. ’He undertook
, th*c most gigantic enterprises on bis own ac
count. and until bia-failure succeeded it will of
them. lie astonished allth6 fftficr “bankers,
by taking the whole of 4* last State loan
($1,500,000) on hi# own shouhlcra and paid
the money apparently with ease, !Iq pub
lished a.banknote detector that every one
quoted ns authority, and there was no end
. tp Ids reputed wealth.
Unfortunafcly Mr. T —, when tlmiJhfo
Lit# and Trust went, down’ Went down with
it since which time Mr. T - baa-kept
clear of Wall Street. A few days since a gdp -.
tlcman came to tlii:* city who wu,hcirio site
tliis famous banker on private bohincß. lie
went to bis former office on Wall Street, and
was there informed that Mr. X- 1 -——was
now at No.— Greenwich street. Thither
the gehtlemail proceeded, and inquired for
Mr. T— the banker.
*• What Mr. T—-- said tire man in the
office, “there is no banker that we know qf
here, but there is a person of that ninis wa
stairs that makes candles ; perhaps he is the
person yon arc in search of.”
“0, that can’t be, * said the inquirer. “M r.
T———is a famous banker, hot J will see
this candle maker to be perfectly sure.”
He was accordingly show n up stairs, and
bis suprise may be imagined on seeing tile
great Wall Htrcot financier wrtli bis apron on
superintending the stork of making candles
from Breckenridge coat oil, and apparently
quite as happy and is homo as in the
tunes. “ “ I
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guile. Upon liis return lie lens entered to
I suuautofi, uoni winch hc wjis relieved m
The funeral tatemeffls qomteiei -ot'+
white cashmere dressing gown, trimmed with
Heavy white Bilk cord ntiil hwßt*twlwte
cravat The coffin was lined with satin. It
of an iueli in tiiicknoHs wa* tlftw insentted;
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