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She 00titl)-tD*st #eot3laii YOUNGBLOOD & ALLEN, Propr jjt J VOL. I. ffSi 3 S)T2T i?jS ®il®&©3C &W JtPubtished every Thursday Morning , tn the new Town of Oglethorpe, Macon County,Ga„ CHARLES B. YOUNGBLOOD, Publisher. EGBERT W. ALLEN, TRAVELING AsENT. fERMSfi Per Pear in advance RATES OF ADVERTISING. On* Dollar per wjuare (of 12 line* or lew) for the tint ••ertion, and Fifty Cent* for each insertion thereafter. A liberal deduction will be made to those who adver tise by the year. Advertisements not specified as to time, will bs pub lished till ordered out. and charged accordingly. Give me a Faithful Heart- BT BLIZABKTH A. BLtJJ*. I do not crave bright gems of earth, Nor gold of dazzling hue; But ask for something of more worth— A heart that’s pure and true. Though earth may yield her easily gems, That look so fair to view ; I ask not for such diadems— But for a heart that's pure. A heart that glows with noble deeds, For this I e’er will sue ; A guileless heart from envy freed— A heart that’s pure aud true. A heart like this is real worth— It, nothing can out-shine ; *Tic all I ask for here on earth— A heart that’s pure end kind. Sunrise comes Tomorrow. True it is that rloud and mist Blot the clear blue weather ; True that lips that once have kissed, Come no more together. True thaMvhen we would do good, Evil often follows: True that green loaves quit the wood, Summers lose their swallows. True that we must live alone, Dwell with pale dejections: True that we most ofteu mourn Over crushed affections. True that man his queen awaits ; True that sad and lonely Woman, through her prison gates, Sees her tyrant only. True the rich despise the poor. And the poor desire Food still front the rich man’s door, Fuel from his fire. True the plaint—but, if more true, I would not deplore it ; If an Eden fade from view, Time may yet restore it. Evil comes and evils goes. But it moves me never ! For the good—the good it grows, Buds aud blooms ever. Winter still succeeds to spriag, But fresh spings are coming ; Other birds are on the a ing, Other bees are liummiag. _ loved with tight good will. Mourn my hopes departed, Dreamed my golden dream, and atill Am not broken hearted. What if cherished creed* must fade, Faith will never leave us ; God preserves what God has made, Nor can truth deceive us. Let in light—the holy light! ,Brothers four it never, Darkness smiles, and wrong grow* right— Let in light forever ! Let in light! When this shall bo Safe and pleasant duty, I Men in common things see Goodness, truth and beauty; * Not Worth While.— Some months ago, a country gentleihan, who sometimes arts in an editorial rapacity lor a news paper in , was present at a rail road festival in a thriving village in New England where, among a motley crowd of people, fifty or sixty editors and at taches of the press were gathered. At the ball, which succeeded the regular ei errises of the occasion, the person, and„ whom like the hero of Lamb’s unlucky farce, we shall call * Mr. H invited two * three gentlemen of the corpse editorial to go with him to the refreshment room in the rear of mammoth tent where the ball was held, and ‘ tafc* a drink.’ The guests, one of whoitt was a Boston Edit or, accompanied the hospitable and gen erous Mr. H. to the bar with an alacri ty quite worty of the prof, ssion in the dri est times and places. Champaign being agreed upon, at the instance of Mr. H.. as the tiling to be • put down by the pow er of the press,’ the gentleman walked up to the bar-keeper, while the guest stood iftdeeUy in the rear. Presently Mr. H. turned around with a disappointed air, J and said— • it’s no go, gentlemen ed him for some champaign—a glass for I each on us—but he says he won’t standi the swindle, gentlemen,—would you !’—• and walked off thoughtfully, like a man who had suddenly escaped a great ca lamity. Boston Pott. From “Chambers’ Edinburgh Journal.” Journalism beyond the Rocky Moim.. tains. * The Deseret News’ is the title of a newspaper published by a Mormon edit* or at one of the settlements of that singu lar people west of the Rocky Mountains, to which region they betook themselves on th-ir expulsion from the state ol Mis souri a few years since. The paper is a curiosity in its way. as much from the peculiarity of the articles and informa tion conveyed, as from its dimensions. h is about the siae of our Journal, and consist of eight pages. No reader need beat anv uncertainty as to llie locality of the prii.linu office ; for he heads his sheet with • lat. 40 deg. 45 min. 44 min., long, 111 deg. 23 min. 34 min.closely fol lowed bv the announcement that the * Deseret News,’ is ‘ published every oth er Saturday at a charge of 2 I*2 dollars for six mouths, if pid in advance, or 15 cent* foe • single copy. The charge for adverti-ewseuts of twelve lines is 11-2 dollars for the first insertion, and 50 cts. for each repetition. A list of agents soc c-eds, atiio \:u whom is * Ctshop flalia day, and all the acting bishops in the ci ty ; and subscribers are i.donned that the paper will he ‘delivered at live post-of fice, which wili be often each Sabbath from twelve to one o'clock, 9. M.’ Presently we come to a 4 Patriarchial Notice.—l i*ke this method to notify the brethren of the city aud vicinity, that l will attend to all calls in tlie line of my office hereafter, particularly on Saturday and Mondays of each week ; also on oth* er days of the week when convenient. John Smith, Patriarch. 4 N. B.—Office near the northwest corner of the Temple Block.’ Then e have a • Proclamation to the Saints’ or a 4 Word of Wisdom,’ parties ularly recommended 4 to the twelve priests, seventies, elders, bishops, priests, teachers, deacons, brethren and sisters,’ Wine is only to be used for the. sacra ments, and 4 this should be wine—yea, pure wine of the grape of the vine, of your stake. And strain, strong drinks are not lor the belly, but for the washing of your bodies. And again, tobe.rco is not for the body, neither for. the belly ; and is not good for man ; but is an herb for hruises and all sick cattle, to be used with judgment and skill. And again, hot drinks are not for the body or belly,’ Declarations follow in a similar strain concerning the uses ol flesh, fruits, grain, and vegetable ; and the 4 Word of Wis dom* concludes with the pertinent inqui ry— 4 Why is it not wisdom to make a com now practice of drinking tea, coffee, or hot drinks of any kind ? Physicians, philosophers, elders in Israel, will you please to answer ?’ Other subjects are treated in accor dance with the interest felt in them by the community to whom they are addres sed. A short paragraph states that the General Assembly bad met in the Rep resentatives* Hall on a Monday in De cember; and having received the gov ernor's message, and tat for four days, adjourned to the first Monday in Jannav ry. From another sentence we gather that a mint is established, for the tithing office is announced as removed to a room in the coin, stamping edifice. Under date November 30, we read that the mail star ted for the United States, escorted by several military officers, from a major down to a sergeant. They went 4 over the big mountain, and during the night resrued a mule and man from 4 seven large white shaggy wolves.’ The mail inwards 4 passed through snow from one to three feet in depth for seventeen days,’ hearing important dispatches from Wash ington. Among miscellaneous matters, we are told that 4 the improvements of the age are great— such a. making good cheese or potatoes, sewing more than a yard per minute without hands, setting horse-shoes without nails, making many big candles with little tallow, preserving butter per fectly sweet for years without salt, restor ing and preserving sight without glasses; and almost every thing, except being OGLETHORPE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JULY 24, 1851. saved without keeping the command.. I ments.’ From this it would appear that Hje Rocky Mountains are no barrier to Hk inarch of the ietellect ; neither is Mj&cditor without an eye to boxiu.ss, f.„ in another paragraph, headed Rags!— Rags! tjßags! ! ! he counsels his read ers to ‘ Shve their rags ; old waj on -cov ers, tents, jfctilts, shirts, kc., kc. are wanted for paper. The must efli< tent measures, ’ he continues, ‘arein progress to put i paper-mill in operation the com ing season in this valley, and all your rags will be wanted. *Make your wool len rags into carpeting, aodsave impor* tation.’ Literature makes ff Ajnionsii a tion in ‘ Novel*! Novel! ! all the latest for sale, by Jk E. Reese;’ and the, ‘ Parent School’ is advertised as ‘ under the direction and supervision of Profes sor Orson Spencer,’ with a favorable pros pect * for a rapid advanceme it in the sci\ ences,’ at eight dollars |.er quarter, ‘ one half in advance.’ Samuel W. Richards announces himself as the ‘ appointed com mittee to make preparation and give any information necessary ; and W. Wood ruff intimates that readers would do well to purchase from his ‘ large and well se* lected assortment of school-books,’ ‘ that their children may be rapidly advanced in the various branches whirl) will he taught the present winter.’ The go-a head principle seems to be not less active umong the Mormons than among die oth er population of the United States. The ‘sex’ are cared fur by ‘ Mr*. A. Smith,’ who ‘ invites the ladies ol Great Salt Lake City and vicinity, to the in spection ot a superior assort mein of vel vet, silk, satin, and straw bonnets, and a variety of millinery and fancy goods ;’ and the fathers, brothers, and hatbands of the former are assured bv William P F. M’lutire that ‘ he is prepared to make coats, cloaks, pants and vests, in tlie lat est and most approved styles.’ Nor are other physical requirements forgotten : ‘a supply of fresh beef is constantly on hand at the old stand of B. Slringham, a little South of the Council House and Charles)White ‘is prepared to drive all kinds of stock to his herd (round at Black Rock twenty miles west of this ci ty, on Monday in each week ;’ and shin gles are served at 5 dollar* 50 • rut- per thousand, when the timber is famished at 50 cents deducted when the timber is rolled r.n the logway, and lit- shingles re moved by the owner as fast as they are manufactured.’ From all these items we may from some idea of the doings of these far-western settlers; there is an evident touch of orig inality about them, which will perhaps disappear when the great national rail way from the Atlantic to the Paciffir shall be finished. We close our notice with two advertisement which appear to be unique of their kinds: ‘William Snow, Esq., publishes a ; Fair Warning ! Third and last Call !—All person indebted to Satn’l Briiighurst for making cradles, are requested to call and settle their accounts forthwith, if they wish to save cost, as he as he has gone south, and left them in my hands for collection, lor the suppoit of his wife, who is in want of the wheat immediately.’ And P. P. Pratt announ ces, that he 4 is intending to take hi* de parture on the first of January 1851, and may be absent for some years on a foreign mission; This is, therefore u, -inform his debtors that he frankly for gives ail debts due to him, aud calls upon persons who have demands against him to present them for payment on or before .the 25ili day of December nest, or ever alter hold iheir peace, as he wishes his family, during his absence, to be free from such artno>ance as duas. black smiths, cobblers, lawyers, slit riffs, and butchers* hills, lie. And should tie live to return, he would like to rest in peace, without having old debts to stare him in the face.’ With such contents the ‘Deseret News’ may very Isirly claim to rank with the Curiosities of Literature. The sheets a hundred years hence will often he quoted as evidence of the 4 good old times.’ The Differences —It appears that in New; sic A and, when the marriage cere mony lakes place, it is an old custom to knock the heads of the bride and bride groom together previous to their union: In christain lands it isn’t so; Thu bridgroom und the bride To loggerheads but xelJotn go. Until the not is tied. OUR COUNTRY'S GOOD IS OURS. From Arthur’s Home Gazette. MY FIRST LIE. I shall never forget my first lie, (if you will excuse the reference to myself.) although it happened when I was a little girl. Mv younger sister had a cent, with which she wished to buy a fig—and j being too sick to go down to the store j herself, she engaged me to go. Accord- 1 iogly I went. As /was returning with the fig nicely done up in a small paper, suddenly the thought occurred to me that ; I should like to look at the fig. So 1 carefully opened the paper, when the j fig looked so very tempting, I thought 1 could not help tasting a little at one end, aud then 1 could explain the affair at home /had scarcely despatched that bit belore l wanted it all, and with much more thought I ate up the whole fig ’ Then, when the fig was all gone, and I had noth ing to do biit to think, I began to feel very uncomfortable—my own faithfulness— my sister’s disappointment—/ stood dis graced before myself. 1 had done very wrong. 1 thought some of running a way off somewhere, I did not know ex actly whete, hot where 1 should never | come hack again. It was long before 1 j reached home, and I went as quickly as J could, and told my sister that / had ‘ lost the cent.’ / remember she cried sadly, hut I went directly out into the garden, and tried to think of something else, but in vain, my own guilt started me ‘direct ly in the far-*, and I wretched enough. Although it wanted only a few min utes of our dinner hour, yet it seemed very long to me. I was anxious some event should intervene between me and the lie I h#d told. I imagined it would relieve me. I wandered about the gar den with a very heavy spirit. I thought 1 would give worlds if it had not happen ed. When the dinner hour came, I was seated in my high chair at my lather’s side, when my sister made her appear ance. crying and looking very much grieved. My futber immediately inquir ed what the matter was? Then, my motfier staled the story, the conclusion of which was, that I had 4 lost the cent.’ I can never forget the look ofkind, perfect ly unsuspecting confidence with which my father turned to me, and with his large blue eyes lull in my face, he said, 4 Where abouts did you loose the cent? perhaps we can find it again.* Not for one single instant could I brave that tone and that look, but bursting into tears.— 7 screamed out, 4 0, I did not loose the cent, I ate up the fig.’ A silence as of the grave ensued. No one spoke.— In an instant I seemed to be separated at an immense distance from all the rest of the family. A great gulf yawned be tween ns. A sense of loneliness and des olation and dreariness came over me, the impression of which I presume will go with me lorever. I left the table, and all that afternoon, the neil day, and dur ing the week, iny feelimrs were melan choly in the extreme. But as time wore away, and my father and mother, broth ers, and si-ters, received me back to their love and favor, my spirits recovered their wonted tone. The whole event left ail iit.hdlihL inipre-sion on my heart. 7t convinced me that the way of the trans gressor is hard.’ THE PRIDE OF DOING NO WORK. There are men—we blush to call them men—who torn up their noses at the mechanic and humble laborer. Bring liiieralJy educated, as it is called, they look down wiih a sort of contempt on those who, in cases, have contributed to their support. ‘ You need not despise a spinning wheel,’ said an old lady to her pompous son, one day, ‘ for many a night have 1 worked at it to get money to send you to school.’ There are women, too, who will touch a needle with their deli., cate hands, who laugh at the poor and industrious who learn trades, or work in factories, for a living. * La, how unre fined they are!’ she says wiih a scornful smile, as she lounges on the sofa, reading the last pink of a novel. We once knew a lady—shall we call her a lady ?—of this complexion. She was loudly belaboring a poor hard work ing girl, calling her low and unrefined. 4 Why,’ said she, her father was noth, mg but a low mechanic ?’ ‘Yes,’ re marked a woman present, * her father was a mechanic, I knew him well, for he lived in the same neighborhood with your mother when she went out washing !'— ! There, render, if you had been present, you could have seen a strange confusion of faces, and heard a vain attempt tn ut ter sonneting too quickly to come out.— h stuck in her throat. When we h-*ar melt and women speak lightly ol’ the industrious part of the com munity, we Irel just like tracing back their genealogy. We have done so in seve., ral install es, and ton would be surprised at what we learned. The most aristo cratic man of our acquaintances is the grand sort of a fiddler ; the proudest wo man is the daughter of a washer woman. It betrays a lack of good sense to con demn, or look with contempt on any vir tuous person, however poor he or she may be. The wise and good respect and love goodttes wherever it is found. Boston Investigator. Tlie Georgia Infant Drummer. Benson A. Englt-h, the infant Drum mer and whistler, from this city, appear ed at the Tabernacle, N. Y. on Friday evening last, it: a ‘ Grand Concert of Messrs. Benjamin and He-avengen’s Clas ses ot 10UO Young Ladies’ and with th.- most unbounded applause. It is confess sed, on all hands, that such a aiurical prodigy never before turned up the as j lonish and delight of the world. Five j thousand people were .present at the Tab ernacle on the occasion of his first appear ance. The following notices have met Our eye in the New York papers. Jg) ‘ The Infant Drummer who plays it the Tabernacle this evening,jut .n our office this morning with hi* uncle, end exhibited to us those reranrable faculties which iniß him one of the wonders r.f the age. He is but two year and four months pld, remarkably bright and interesting in appearance, besides being as beauti ful as any child we ever saw. His un cle. after introducing him to us in a for mal manner, lifted him up to the tattle, and gave him his drum and stick. He immediately brat the roll as furiously and scientifically as any old drummer’in the army; after which he gave us Hail Col umbia and Yankee Doodle. He also whistled several tunes with wonderful pre cision and exactness. This wonderful little fellow is a native of Georgia—was born in Macon, Bibb county, in February, 1849—at the age of three months he began to notice tunes and try to keep time with his hand—at eight months he commenced playing on the drum, arid at nine months could whis tle a tune. His gentleness mid baby like appearance, as well as his pleesant obedience to his uncle and Mr. Thomas, who has him in charge, are almost as wonderful as his musical talents. He will perform at the Taber mole to-night, and we advise every body to uo and hear him. —licet Turk Day Book , June 17. From the (N. O.) Picayune. June 29. Every one remembers the sensation that was created in this town some few months ago hy the advent of a baby drum mer. A few days since we were visited by a still more extraordinary prodigy.— He is only two years and a half of age, from Macon Georgia, and his name is Benson A. English. Although he is a year younger than the former one, lie is his auperior in every respect, and what is more, is not at all bashful, and can*t be frightened out of his drum sticks by a crow dos people. This little fellow is accompanied to the city by his parents. We do not know what are their intentions in regard to him, but we advise them by all means to give the public a chance to see and hear him in some suitable p’ace. If he don’t astonish the community, it will astonish us. Rage for Complexion. The rage, among ladies of whitening the face with powder—(perfumed dour, that is to say) is, at present, beyond any previous de gree, in Paris. Any idea of nierly asist ing Nature has been long ago left behind. It is open plaster—undisguised mask— all of the face avowedly concealed except eyes, teeth, and two islands of roses divi ded hy the bridge of the nose. Ladies are no longer recognizable by those who return from travel, and who knew them only au nalurel —One of these unhappy I gentlemen, on having the Identity of att intimate friend explained to him—a wid ow lady of n ceroge, whom lie had left of a prune colour, and fond fair as a lily— inquired—anxiously whether she had been rolled in flour to to be fried? The caked rigidity of this artificial complexion has effected smiles—they being indulged, of j course, at a risk of cracking tiie nisei- I opex that contain them—ami hence the 1 much talked of fashion of an air of im passive melancholy and features in repose. | TERMSs $2 in Advance. MAN’ri LIFE. The emotions and thoughts of infancy and ypnng are of the present. There is no past to those to whom all Nations is both stange and beautiful. The infant beholds tlie mother’s smite, and thinks of nothing more; it sinks to slumber in the mother’s arms, aud no wild fancies fill its simple mind; it re’ reives that mother’s cares, and is uncon scious of any thing beyond her loud endearments. The little crealure is wrap ped up in the present, and o’er dial pre sent presides a guardian angel, and'ihat guardian angrl is the mother. Dear thing ! ‘tis innocent—’iis beautiful—’tis lovely— yet the day will come when its young hreat* will be filled with longings for the Future, when the Present wdl be painful, and dark, and anxious; and when the experience, and the |oys and the af fections of the Past will come upon it in all their sadness and beauty. Poor child ! methinlts if / wert thou, I’d nestle down upon the bosoitm that now cherish, es thee, and die. The youth, too, conies not beyond the Present. He eagerly grasps the joys of his young existence—joys its unsubstan tial as the phantoms which float npnn lb* brow of morn. Nature is fair and pure to him; the winds have music to bis ear, ami the streams, arg liill. ql harmony.—- Brigln boy : and, the day will surely coma when that nature will have not its charm; when the breezes that fan your now ttn rufSed brow, will pass unheeded by, and when the rippling waters will have no sweet murmerings lor you. Thus it is with infancy and Youth. The Manhood—brave Manhood, is intent upon the Future —the Future of this life, not of the life which is to come. He wrap* himself up in cares, and gath ers troubles around him; he puts aside the cup of true enjoyment, and piesses the gall to his lips. He expects the de nials of the Preteent, will bring him a rich store of Future bliss—that the thorn lie now hoardingly grasps, w ill perchanca an easy couch For life’s decline. Vain eipectaiinn ! Morial! your prime i* spent for naught; those cares are your sole re fuge—they will never bring you joy*. And Old Age lives upon the Pa>t.— It looks back upon experience, when en joyments consist in its alienation from the Present, while it fear* to look forward to the Future. It smiles at the artless, ness ol Infancy, and ilie thoughlessness of Youth; it inculcates contempt upon manhood, and sighs over existence, in the language of an olden poet, seems ‘ a frost of cold felicitic.’ Let the present generation learn ales son of wisdom from this exhibition of hu man life. Let us enjoy the comforts that are now our own, nd treasure the affec* lions that have been given u*. On our dying beds we will not regret it, for Heaven did not make the Earth fruitful that we might hoard its riches, nor grant us noble sympathies that we might lavish them upon ourselves. Temperance Advocate Music.—Luther is frequently and fer vently thankful fnr being enriched with a love ol music. He'Says, ‘lt is one of tha fairest and most glorious gifts of l.od, to which Satan is a bitter enemy ; for it re* moves from the heart the weight of sor row, and the fascination of all evil thoughts. Music is a kind and gentle discipline ; it refines the passions and im proves the understanding. Those who love music are honest and gentle in their tempers. / always loved music, and— would not lor a great mallei be without the little skill I possess in this art. The amiable and talented Hooker, in the fifth book of his ‘Eccleastical Polity,’ speaking of music, says, that ‘Toucoiug musical harmony whether by instrumntor voice, such is the force thereof, and so pleasing effects it hath in that very part of man which is indeed most divine, that some have been induced to think thereby that the soul of man itself, by nature is or hath in it harmony.’ Spiritual Knocking Legislation In the N. Hampseire House of Representative ‘a propasal has been made and entertained to enact a law for the protection of the people of the Stale against imposition and injury by persons pretnding to hold intercourse with departed spirits.’ ft would equally be proper to vote a suffi ciency of comment sense to every inhabi tant of New Hampshire. Without that commodity they can scarcely expect t* etcape the a/tful wiles of imposters. NO 15