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VOLI JIE 11. JL. E. SHERjIM-Gditor. 3. W. GIBBS-PiiliM.her. “TERMS: r HOLLARS per annum, if paid in advance, and THREE DOLLARS when payment is delayed. . Nm paper discontinned until all arrearages are paid, ex cept, at ihe option of the Proprietors. RATJSS OF ADVERTISING* , One Dollar per square for the first insertion, and Fifty cents for each subsequent insertion. A square is twelve iin.es,or less. Advertisements handed in without having the number of insertions specified, will be published until forbidden. ; Liberal contracts made with those who advertise by the Quarter or v*-r. <eal advertisements Inserted at the nsuai rates. Sales of land and negroes by Execntots, Administrators A&d Guardians are required by law to be advertised forty 4 a V* previous to the day nfyajpjand the sales must be'hold at the door of the v t:nrt?Hwe*ta the county in which the on the first Tuesday in the pmnth ; of personal properly and notice to debtors and cred * to'sell an asT negroes, must be published two months ~ SherifPs sales, tinder executions must be advertised thirty day.*; under mortgage executions, sixty days. ■ Citations for Letters of Administrator's sale must be pub lUkeri thirty days; for Dismission from Administration monthly sit months; for Dismission from Guardianship/orfy days. i Applications for foreclosure of Mortgages must be pub lished monthly six months; for establishing lost papers week • y three months. . sCTLetters on business to ensure attention, must be post Paid. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. Law KTotice, THE undersigned will give prompt attention to all business entrusted to his care in the counties of Sumter, Clay, Randolph, Early, De catur, Baker, Calhoun, Dougherty and Lee, in this Circuit. JOHN LYON, Solicitor General, S. VV. C. Newton, March 18,1854 —ly K. W. PKARMAN &. G. KDIBIiOtJUII. ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BTARKVILLE GEORGIA. February 4,1854. —1 y HENRY €7 ALIIXANDEK, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Albany, Dougherty County, Georgia. WILL give prompt attention to ail business entrusted to bis care. Office upstairs, over J. C. Davis’ Store. Albany, January 28, 1854—1 y STROZIER & SIiMOU i'ER Attorneys at Law, ._ . ALBANY, GEORGIA. TEILL practice in the South-Western Cir *’ cnit. Having opened offices both at Alba ny and Newton, they may be consulted at the latter place during the first and third weeks of each month of the present year. Albany, Jan. 7, 1854. s—l y bOl GLASS .V DOfjGLASS, Attorneys at Law. Cnthbert. Ga. A ~ AVILL practice in the South -Western Cir * “ cuit, efnii in Stewart county. EUGSKItJB L. POUGCASS. | MARCELLUS DOUGLASS. - Dec. 17, 1853—1 y WARREN A WARREN. ATTORNEYS AT LAW, ALBANY/ GGORCIA. WILL practice in the following Counties:— Sumter, Baker, Early, Thomas, Lee, Ran dolph, Decatur and Lownds. I,bTT WARREN, L. I\ D. WARREN. Jnne 17, 1853—1 y K. J. WARREN, ATTO R N E Y A T I. A VV, Starkville, Georgia. July 1,1853—1 y HENRY MORGAN, attorney at l,uv, ALBANY, GEORGIA. WILL practice in the Courts of the South- Western and Southern Circuits. Office tip stairs in the old Franklin Hall, next door to the‘Georgia Courier. Jnne 17, 1853—ts TfIo.TIAS c 7 SPICER, Attorney AtLaw ALBANY, GEORGIA. July 23, 1853—1 y R. K. III.NIES ATTORNEY AT LAW, ALBANY,GA. July 16,1853.—-ts WILLIAM E. SMITH, Attorney at Law alrany, gf.orgia. WILL attend to professional business in the Superior Courts of Sumpter, Lee, Randolph, Baker, Early, Decatur and Lowndes; and in the Inferior Courts of Baker and Lee counties. ALSO, in the several Courts of Ordinary of Baker county. Office, u p stairs, on door West of J. C. Davis’ Store, Oct 8,1853 —ts ~ THOMAS J,~bUN]tf Attorney at Law, Jasper, Calhonn county, Ga. A\/TLL attend to professional business in the ly, Clay, Decatur, Baker, Calhoun, Dougherty and Lee counties.—May 6,1854 —1 y. A. A. DAIfFOBTH, DRUGGIST & APOTHECARY; ALBANY, GEORGIA. May 6,1854. 22—ly ’ medical; DRS. JENNINGS &LUN DAY having formed a co-partnership, tender their professional services to the citizens of Albany and vicinity. February 10, 1854. 10—ly. m&mm&ih* DRS. GILBERT & SELSOI, TT 4VIIG formed a copartnership in the ■tl practice of Medicine, respectfully ten der their services to the citizens of Albany and vicinity. JOHN E. GILBERT. JOBS F. KELSON. January 14, 1854. *f L. E. WELCH. dealer IN BOORS, STATIONERY, Musical Instruments, Jewelry, Ac. ALBANY, GEORGIA. *e2B—tf. ®l)f ocorgifi Courier. *>.• T . rt: “** ‘ THE COURIER Albany, Saturday, Sept. 30, 1854. V K-- - ■- . S. W. R. R. Meeting. The undersigned Committee appointed hy a meeting of citizens, held on the 17th day of June (art, dgScordiug to authority then conferred, hereby call meeting to be held in Albany, at the South Western Hotel on the 4th Saturday, the 30tbdhy of September, for the purpose of appoini ing a-jpoirtmittee to attend the annual Convention on the 12th of October, and to make such pre hmaij arregejnents, as may ba deemed necessary Jo seamy the extension of the road to Albany.— sWe vfifKsity request everyjman who feels an in terest in this work, in this and the adjoining coun ties to be present at the meeting. NELSON TIFT, Cha’r. COMMITTEE. Robert Lunday, Hei.ry Ilora, Lott Warren, John Jackson, David A. Vason, W. M Roberts, R. Q. Dickinson, Geo. W. Collier, P. M. Nightingale, J. B. Oliver, Jesse M. Davis, L. B. Mercer, John Barksdale. Aug 20, tdm Northern Whigs.—Some of our cotein poraries seem to entertain the opinion that the Whigs of the South ought not to go into a Na tional Convention with those of the north,to nomi nate candidates for the next Presidency and Vice Presidency. What, then, are we to do? Let the democrats have every thing their own way? We have kept a pretty close eye upon Northern poli ticians, and we think tiie Whigs just as sound as the democrats on the slavery question.- and therefore we tar them all with the same stick.— The democrats have upon two or three occasions made a li tie better showing in Congress; but then there were more of them. In their State Con ventions and district meetihgs they have shown more hostility to the peculiar institution of the South than the whigs. Now, our notion is that we should wait and watch, ‘Sufficient unto the day is the evil there of.’ We can go into Convention with a protest. If national men, known to be sound, receive the nomination, support them. Iffanaticsbe setup, we can take our hats and retire. General Scott was greatly injured by the imprudent remarks of Southern papers made in advance of his nomina tion. Let us learn w isdom from past errors. ID* A Mr. G- VV. Bungay (who is Bungay?) has just been favoringltha public,says the Wash t ington Star, with what lie calls his “Off hand Takiu Aaiid Crayon Sketches.’’ SenUor Sum ner is thus sketched ; “Charles Sumner is a stockholder in the bank of original thought. We may know that he iias considerable bullion there, for his drafts are hon ored at sight, and our first men are his endors ers.” Charles may be a stockholder in the bank of original thought, but like many other bank stock holders, he has been trading for years or. borrow ed capital. As for his endorsers, Bungay ought to keep shady. The philospher of the New York Tribune, is hit off after this fashion: “The subject of this sketch is the prince of paragraphists—the Napoleon of essayists. He is the great recording Secretary of the Continent, employed by the masses to fake notes and print them.” The biographer Bungay has evidently made a mistake in the name of Greeley’s employers. In printers’ parlance, the name is an em too wide— True Delta. D*Small change has been scarce of late in the country and the metroplis, for which various rea sons have been assigned—some asserting that it was owing to the great influx of gold; others,that it was caused by gathering in the old Spanish ‘quarters,’ or twenty-five cent pieces: But what ever the cause, the scarcity was vexatious; and the annoyance is even yet not removed. How ever, it is not so bad at present, in the way, of ‘excanges,’ as it used to be in the olden time, if we may judge from a passage in that ‘mad wag,’ Punch’s‘History of Money:’ “The early Italians used cattle instead of coin; and a person would sometimes send for change for a thousand pound bullock; when he would re ceive a twenty five pound sheep; or, perhaps, if he wanted very small change, there would be a few lambs among them. The inconvenience of keeping a flock of sheepatone’s banker’s, or pay ing in a short horned heifer to one’s private ac count, led to the introduction of bullion. As to the unhealthy custom of ‘sweating sov ereigns,’ it may be well to recollect that Charles the First was, perhaps,the earliest sovereign who was sweated to such an extent, that his immedi ate successor, Charles the Second, became one of the lightest sovereigns ever known in Eng* land. Formerly every gold watch weighed so many ‘carats,’ from which it became usual to call a sil ver watch a ‘turnip.’ ‘Troy weight’ is derived from the extremely heavy responsibility which the Trojans were unj der to their creditors. The Romans were in the habit of tossing up their coins in the presence of their legions, and if a piece of money went higher than the top of the ensign’s flag, it was pronounced to be above the standard. The‘Finance Department’ of the'Drewer’ is closed with these authentic data in theTiistory ol Money.’ Mean Spite. —Russia, enraged with Turkey for having been the cause of depriving her of her markets for tallow, revenges herself by stiring up Greece !-Punch. The following is a true copy of a sign upon an academy for teaching in one of the Western States. “Freeman & Huggs, school teachers. Freeman teaches the boys and Huggs the girl*.’ ALBANY) DOUGHERTY COUNTS’* GEORGIA, SEPTEMBER 30, 1851. There seems somehow to be a great differeJbe in the world’s estimation betvyeen a civil and a military Hero. But some deeds have been rec orded of noble heroism in private, unmiiitary sta tion, which have not been excelled on the hard est-fought field that ever tasked the strategy or tested the bravery of the most renowned of the world’s great generals. He wass “as brave as Napoleon,” who, somel three or four years’ago, at an extensive fire in f some inland town iii Massachusetts, having heard that a keg of powder was stored in an apartment of a building that was on fire, entered through the gathering flame and smoke, and without say ing a word to impart fear to those who wgre err deavoring to quell the conflagration, ‘bore from, the burning building the already half-charred re pository of the dreadful-elements whose explosion would have carried “swill destruction” to a score of his fellow-men, and- deposited ft in a’ place efi safety. There was a ‘brave man”—breveJ#.*r ’good,a humane cause. John Maynard was a brave man—one of the “bravest of the brave.” Do you remember him,reader ? Probably not. If you have heard of him at all, you have forgot ten him. But Iris name is recorded “nr tire dis patches’, ot Humanity. He was nothing but a helmsman, a great many years ago, of a steam buat, called “The Jersey,” on Lake Erie. He was a bluff, weather-beaten sailor, tanned by many a stormy tempest ; but he had a good and tender heart in his bosom, and was called “Hon est John Maynard” Irom one end of Lake Erie to the other. It was about four o’clock in the afternoon, and the nearest land, in the neighborhood of (lie town of Erie, on the southern shore of the lake, was about ten miles distant. The captain, coming up from his cabin, called out to a sailor: “Dick Fletcher, what’s ail that smoke coming out of tue hold ?” “It’s from tiie engine-room, I guess,” said the man. “Go down quick and see,” said the captain, “and let me know. No noise—no alarm—quiet ly now.” The sailor went below, and in a minute came back: “The hold’s on fire! captain.” The captain rushed down, and found the ac- Ciunt was but ti o true. Some sparks had fallen on a bundle of tow ; no one had seen the accident; and now not only much of the baggage, but the sides oi the vessel were in a smouldering flame. All on board passengers as well as sailors, were called together; and two lines being made, one on each aide ol tiie hold, buckets of water were passed and re-pas.-ed; they were filled frd'rfi the lake, flew along a line ol ready hands, were dashed hissing on the burning mass, and then passed on to the oilier side to he re filled. For some minutes it seemed as if the flames were subdued. In the meantime the women were clustering round John Maynard. He was the only man un employed who was capable of answering their questions. “How far is it to land ?” asked one. “Uuw long shall we he in getting in ?” inquir ed another. “Is it very deep ?” asked a third, in ac agony of terror. “Can they see us from the shore ?"deinamied a fourth, in tones of despair. The helmsman answered as well as he could : “ There was no boat; it had been left at Buffalo to be repai-ed they “might he seven miles from shore —they “would probably be in tbrly min utes ;” lie “couldn’t tell how far the fire had reached,” &c. ; “but,” he added, “we are all in great danger ; and i think if there was a little less talking and a little more praying, it would be all the better for us, and none the worse for the boat.” “How does she head?” shouted the captain. “West sou’-west, sir,” answered Maynard. “Keep her sou’ by west,” cried the captain; “we mu.-t go ashore any where !” Just at that moment a draught of wind blew back the flames, which soon began to blaze up more furiously against the saloon, and the parti tion between it and the hold was soon on fire.— Then long wreaths of smoke began to find their way through the skylight; and the captain see ing lbis, ordered all the women forward. The engineer now put on his utmost steam ; the American flag was run up an i reversed, in token ot distress ;and water was flung over the sails, to make them hold the wind. And still John Maynard stood by the wheel, though be was now cutoff, by a sheet of smoke and flame, from the ship’s crew. Greater and greater grew the heat. The en gineers fled from the engine-room, the passengers were clustering round the vessel’s bow; the sail lirs were sawing off planks on which to launch the women ; the boldest were throwing off their coats and waistcoats, and preparing for one long struggle for life. And still the coast grew p'ainer, and plainer; the paddles as yet worked well; they could not be more than a mile from shore, and boats were even now starting to their assistance. “John Maynard,” cried the captain. “Ay, ay, sir !” said John. “Can you hold on five minutes longer ?” “I’ll try, sir.” And he did try. Tiie flames came nearer and nearer ; a sheet of smoke would sometimes almost suffocate him ; his hair was signed, and his blood seemed on fire with the fervent heal Crouching as far back as he could, he held the wheel firmly with his left hand, till the flesh shrivelled,and the muscles cracked in the flames. And then he stretched forth his right; and bore the agony with out a scream or a groan ! It was enough for him that he heard the cheer of the sailors to the approaching boats ; the cry of the captain, “The women first—every man for himself—and God for us all!” “And these were the last sounds he heard.” . How he perished was never certainly known.— Whether, dizzied by the smoke, he lost his foot ing in endeavouring to come forward, and fell overboard* or whether he was suffocated by the dense smoke, his comrades could not tell. At the moment the vessel struck the boats were at her side; passengers, sailors, ai'd caplain leaped into them, or swam for their lives. All save he to whom they all owed every thing, es caped. The body of John Maynard sleeps in peace by the side of green Lake Erie ; his spirit was com mended to bis Father’s hands. Better than fame won at the cannons mouth in the ardor of conquest; far better than battle “for that which perisheth,” is the lasting renown of this soldier of Humanity. It is a pleasune to think when years have roll ed away his memory will be perpetrated, even in these desultory pages. A man says that the first thing that turned his attention to matrimony was the neat and skillful manner in which a pretty girl handled a broom. He may see the lime when the man ner in which the broom is handled will not afford biin so much’ satisfaction. A “Soil” Ylanu. The New York Democratic Republican (Soft) State Convention, had a great day on Wednes day, September 6ih. Baltimore platform re-as firmed, tiie Nebraska Bill declared “inexpedient” but “beneficial,” “unnecessary” and yet the ac cession of a fight,”—On the whole a matter of ■ “congratulation to the country” the Sofls being j opposed to ‘any agitation having in view the res- I toration ol the line.” The No nothing movement ! condemned not manfully but indirectly,—The Administrations, general and stale, approved,— These are the chief features of the set of Reso lutions carried by a large majority. The Resolution about Nebraska is weak, soft, ■ snivelling. Either the Nebraska hill was good j ft bad,just or unjust,the “accession of aright” i r the infliction ol a wrong. If it was good, just, <r an accession of right, then it was r.nt inex- j f-effient or unnecessary. We, who hold Iha’ ,ie 1 Bill was just, and was inK.jod not the “accession” (for that is nonsense) but the asserfion of a plain Constitutional Right, ci nfess that we cannot understand the iuexpe ency of doing what is just and asserting a right. But amusing and perplexing as was the Res olution actually passed, it is nothing to the amen dment of Abijah Mann. This announces wliat Mann calls “principles,’, which, as Jlann solemn y declares, he “letrhed when lie said his pray ers at his mother’s knee.” Now just read the sort of principles that old Mrs, Mann taught her little son when he was praying— Resolved, As the sense of this Convention res pecting the Detn cracy of this Elate, that ive unqualifiedly disapprove of the repeal by the present Congress of the section of the act, com monly know as the Missouri Compromise, where Slavery is permitted te extend over unorganized territories indefinitely, as a violation alike of leg islative good faith, the national honor, the spirit of the age, and the Christian civilization and lib erty of which we boast. Mann means to say that the Missouri “Com promise” did not permit siaverp to extend ; hut he says that it did permit the same, lie means that he disapproves ot pertnjling slavery to extend, but he says that he disapproves of an act reppal ing an act which permitted slavery to extend that is, lie disapproves of prohibiting the exten sion of slavery. Titus Mann, having learned at his inotlie.-’s knee the “spirit of the age” and “ Christian civilization,” hut not having been duly indoctrinatefi with the principles of his mother tongue, most innocently and unconsciously says the direct opposite of what he,, •nouns- This is in the preamble of his resolifphas,.,/ / lrii e is merely describing his subject: but when he come to the predicate and strives to say of that subject what lie wants to gross, Means nothing. “A violation of legislative good faith!” What is that ? We know what a violation of the law: we can understand a violation of good faith : hut how the lepeal of one en raiment by another en actment, by a legislative body expressly elected to make, to alter, to amend, and to repeal laws, can be a violation of the law, or of good faith, or of legislative good I'ailli, no man who lias not stu ditdai Mrs. Mann’s knee cau comprehend. Then Mann sijys, Congress has violated the I “spirit of the age.” Who is she? We never : saw tier: and troni such obscure rumors of tier way ot life as h ve reached ns, no uj .inspect tint she is of doubttui character. However, it Abijah has evidence—let him prosecute. The last violation that Mann gives us informa tion of, is a violation of liberty. It is a violation ol liberty, seys Mi mi, to permit a piater, u citi zen ol the United Stales, to curry liisdroperty in to new territories of the United Stales. If tiiat property he in slaves, Maun says, let him keep his slaues, south of a certain line, —there is no violation of liberty in that, —but if the planter presumes to move north ol such liue, oven Into iris own ground, then, says Manu, lie takes the liberty to violate liberty. Such are the principles, and such is the phra seology that tiiis old Maun learned when lie was a young Mann. One thing seems clear from the doings of the Soil Synod—that tiie whole Democratic party begins the danger and madness of Abolitionism, and ol the discussion ol slavery in the national councils. A good syinplon is, that the New York Tribune says these Softs hare committed “sui side.” When any one does what the Tribune dislikes, Mr. Greeley instantly cries out Fe de-se. We remember when the poor fellow announced the ghastly suicide of the Editor of the Citizen, reported the coroner’s inquest, and kindly turu.- ished a political epitaph. Therefore, lei not the friends ol the “Softs” be alarmed. Asa further symptom of good sense and patri otism in New York, we are glad to find tire fol lowing paragraplr in the National Democrat of Tuesday: The Democratic Republican Young Men’s General Committee lield their regular mimllfiy meeting on Monday evening at Stuyvesaut In stitute. The meeting organized, with its President,C. Godfrey Gunther in the chair, a series of resolu tions, endorsing the State ticket, the Nebraska Bill, tiie repeal of the Missouri Compromise, “as expedient and necessary,” and approving ol Gov. Seymour’s refusal to become tiie candida'e ol spoilsmen and abolitionists, were unanimously j adopted. ITicoinferjalily Pluccrl. Every reader of Charles O’Malley will recol lect the amusing account given by Maurice Quill surgeon, of his meeting with Sir Arthur Walles ley in tiie midst of a rather sharp skirmisn be tween the English and French troops. Quill was present by accident, and Sir Arthur mistook him lor Col. Grosvenor. But we may as well transcribe the whole account: I was making my way to the rear with all con venient dispatch, when an aid-de-camp called out — ‘Cavalry coming ! take care, forty-eight.” ‘Left face, wheel ! Fall tn there, fall in there !’ I heard on every side, and soon found myself standing in a square, with Sir Arthur himself and Hill and the rest of them all around me. ‘Steady, men ! Steady now /’ said llill, as he rode around the ranks, while we saw an awful column es onirassiers forming on the rising ground to our left. ‘Here they corne !’ said Sir Arthur, as the French came pouring along, making the very earth tremble beneath them. My first thought was,‘The devils are mad ‘ and they’ll ride down into us before they know they’re kilt!’and sure enough smash into our first rank they pitched, sabreingaud cutting all before them ; when at last the word ‘Fire’ was given, and the whole head of the column broke like a shell, and rolled horse over man on the earth. ‘Very well done! very well, indeed !’ said Sir Arthur,,turning rouud to me, as if he was asking for more gravy. ‘Mighty well done,’ said I in reply ; and re solving not to be outdone in coolness, I pulled out my snuff-box, and offered him a pinch, say ing, ‘The real tiling, Sir Arthur; our own coun tryman—blackguard.’ lie gave a little grim kind of a smile, took a pinch, and then called out— ‘Let Sherbrooke advance !’ while turning again toward me, lie said,‘Where are your people, col onel t’ ‘Colonel!’thought I;‘is it possible he’s going to promote me V but before I could answer, he was talking to another. .Meanwhile, Hill came up, and having at mesteadily, burst out witn— ‘Why the dev.l are you here,sir! Why ain’t you at the rear V ‘Upon my conscience,’ said I,‘that’s the very thing I’m puzzling myself about this minute ; but if you think its pride m me, you’re greatly mis taken, for I’d rather the greatest scoundrel in Dublin was kicking me down Sackville street than be here now !’ You'd think it was fun I was making, if you heard how they aii laughed, Hill and Cameron and the others, louder than any. ‘Who is he ?’ said Sir Arthur q-iicklv. ‘Dr. Quill surgeon of tUe thirty-third, where 1 exchanged to be near my brother,sir, in the thirty fourlh.’ ‘A doctor—a surgeon ! That fellovd a surgeon! D him, I took him for Col. Grosvenor! I sav, Gordon, these medical officers must be dock ed of their line leathers, there’s no knowing them from the staff Look to that in the next general order. Tlie Careless Word. BY MRS. NORTON. A word is ringing through my brain,, It was not meant to give me pain; It had no tone to bid it stay, When other things had pass.ed way; Itjliad no meaning more thoan all Which hi an idle hour may fall: It was when first the sound I heard, A lightly utter’d, careless word. That word—oh! it doth haunt me now, In scenes of joy, in scenes of woe; By night, by day, In sun ol shade, With the half smile that gently play’d Reproachfully, and gave the eotind Eternal power through life to wound There is no voice 1 ever heard So deeply fixed as that one word. When in the laughing crowd some tone, Like those whose joyous sound is gone, Strikes on my ear, I shrink—for then The careless word comes back again. When all alone I sit and gave Upon the cheerful home-fire blaze, Li.! freshly, as when ’twas heard, Returns that lightly uttered word! When dreams bring back the days of old, With all that wishes could not hold; And from my leverish couch I start To press a shadow to my heart— Amid its beating echoes clear, That little word 1 seem to hear; In vain I say, while it is heard. Why weep?—'twas but a foolish word. It comas—and with it comes the tears, The hopes, the joys of former year-; Forgotten smiles, forgotten looks, Thick as dad leaves on autumn brooks, Amt all as joyless, though they were The brightest thin-s ‘tic’s spfttsg could share. Old would to God l ne’er had heard That lightly utter’d careless word! “ I say, nigger, how you sell detn brooms so much cheaper den di-t inderwideral cau, when, between you and me, l steal de stull'to make dem wid ?” “Why, you black fool Pomp: I steal mine ready made.” The peach, originally, was a poisonous almond. Its fle.-hy parts were then used to poison arrow's, the tree was for this purpose introduced into Persia. The transplantation and cultivation, however, not only removed its poisonous quali ties, but produced the delicious fruit that we now enjoy. The boy that butted the bull otT of the bridge is convalescent. Impromptu. ’Tts said, I think, by ancient writers, Though modern tnay have wrote as well, That Authors are the best inditres 4 Os that they would wish to tell; And critics—though they may discover Some .-ad mistakes, perhaps a line, Where love is made to rhyme with lover, Or hemlock with the stately pine— Yet still, ’twould argue for them better If they would give a gentle hint, And not “ vamose” the entire letter And put their thoughts for his in print. <l4-:iiiiiigs from the Press. llow to Prosper is Business. —ln the first place, make up your mi ml to accomplish whatever you undertake; decide upon some particular em ploy meat and preserve in it. All difficulties are overcome by diligence and assiduity. Be not afraid to work with your own hands, and diligently too. “ A cat in gluves catches no mice.” Attend to your own business and never trust it to another. “A pot that belongs to many is ill stirred and worse boiled.” Be frugal. “ That which will not make a pot will make a pot lid.” Be abstemious. “ Who dainties love shall beg gars prove.” Rise early. “The sleeping fox ca'ches no poultry.” Treat every one with respect and civility.— “ Everything is gained and nothing lost by cour tesy.” Good manners insure success. Never anticipate wealth from any other source than labor. “ Ho who waits for dead men’s shoes may have to go lor a long time barefoot.” And, above all tilings, “ Nil Desperandam,” for “Heaven helps those who help themselves.” If yon implicitly follow these precepts, nothing can hinder you from accumulating wealth. There are many people who falter arid trem ble as long as there is any mixture of doubt in their minds as to what they can, or what they ought to do, but who, at the moment that donbt. ceases, have power and will to dare everything. Vanity is so constantly solicitous of self, that, even where its own claims are not interested, it indirectly seeks the aliment which it loves, by showing how little is deserved by others. It is easier to forgive an ancient enemy than the friend we have offended. Our resentment grows with our undesert, and we feel vindective in due degree with our own doubts of the chance of finding forgiveness. Better that we should err in action than whol ly refuse to perform. The storm is so much bet ter than the calm, as it declares the presence of a living principle. Stagnation is something worse 1 ban death. It is corruption also. A correspondent writing from Texas given us a couple of good stories, ior the perfect truth of which he pledges his “ sacred honor “In the interior of the county,” writes he, “ cornoreud forms .he staple article of diet; any thing composed of wheat flour being about as scarce as icecream in Sahara. One of the citi. zens of those parts, not long since, paid a visit to a relative in Galveston, who, knowing the rarity of “ wheat fix ins” in his visitor’s location, pre sented him with a genuine wheat biscuit, to bo given to each of his children on his return. The, journey was long, and the weather warm ; so that before the good man reached his home, the biscuits bad become hard and dry. The wonder ful presents from “ Aunt Jane,” were in due time distributed to the two-headed youngsters, and they ran off with them in high glee. Soon one ol them made his appearance with a live coal placed on tiie top of his biscuit, vyhich he was blowing must ..vigorously, “ That's the g-5, .la!;-/another?'” blow away ; I 11 be darned ol the critter don’t poke hie head out’n his -hell afore long!” The youngsters, who had never seen a biscuit before, thought that they were young terrapins. “ And now,” continnis our correspondent, “for a snake story—all ol which I saw, and part of which I was: “ One night my wife and myself were awaken ed by a voice from the shelf, which contained our small store of crockery, followed by a crash which showed that a great portion of our cups ami plates had been flung to the floor. Springing up to discover the author of this ‘attack upon China,’ I louud a large snake in a somewhat unpleasant ‘fix.’ He had crawled upon the shell, attracted by a number ol eggs which were scattered about. One of these be hud swallowed, and, in order to gpt at the next, he had put his head, and a por tion of his body, through the handle of a jug which happened to stand between the coveteu delicacies. The handle was iust open enough to let his body, in its natural state, slip cleverly through ; but not sufficient to let it pass when puffed out by the egg. In this position lie bad swallowed the second egg. His snakeship thus found himself unabi® to advance or retread; and in floundering about to escape from this novel stocks, had caused the accident which had arous ed us. I,ot course, proceeded at once to execute summary justice upon the interloper; but the eggs which he had swallowed were a dead loss.” Excessively Literary. —How a young lady endeavored to adapt her style ol conversation to the character of her guests, is narrated in a Ohio paper. Tom Corwin and Torn Ewing being on a political tour through the Elate, stopped at the house of a prominent politician at night, but found no one at iiotii’ but a young niece, who presided at the supper table. She had never seen great men, and supposed they were elephantine alto gether, and all talked in great language. “ Mr. Ewing, will you take condiments in your tea, sir,” inquired the young lady. “ Yes, Miss, if you please,” replied the quondam salt boiler, Cor win’s eyes twinkled. Here was fuu for him.— Gratified at the apparent success of her first trial at talking to big men, the youud lady addressed Mr. Corw in in Ute same manner, “ Will you taka condiments in your tea, sir 1” “ I’epper and salt, but no mustard,” was the prompt reply of the iwceuuua Turn. Oi course, nature must Ewing and the entertainer roared in spite of them selves. Corwin essayed to mend the matter, aud was valuable in anecdote, and wit, anJ compli ment. But the'v jund was immedicable. The young lady to this day declares that Tom Corwin is a coarse, vulgar, disagreeable man. illiicaiiltty. ‘Grace Greenwood’ thus sketches Macaulay the celebrated English historian : ‘I have met Macaulay before, but as you have not, you will of course ask a lady’s first questiou, ‘How does be look V ‘Well, my dear, so far as relates to the raera outward husk of thesoul, our engravers and da guerrotypists have done their work us weli as they usually do. The engravings that you get in the best editions of bis works may be consul* ered, I suppose, a fair representation of how ha looks when h3 aits to iiave his picture taken, which is generally very ditll-rent from the way anybody looks at any other time. People seem to forget, in taking likenesses, that tiie febtures of the face are nothing but an ulphabet.and that a dry, dead map of a person gives no more idea how'one looks than the simple plescntation of au aiphabet shows what there is in a poem. ‘Macaulay’s whole physique gives you the im pression of great strength and stamifra of consti tution. He has the kind of frame which we usu ally imagine as peculiar. English ; short stout and firmly kni'. There is something heaity in all his demonstrations, He speaks in that full, round, rolling voice, deep from the chest, which also conceive ol as being more common in Eng land than America. As to his conversation, it is just like bis writiug ; that is to say it shows very strongly the same qualities of mind. ‘I was informed that he was famous for a most uncommon memory ; one ol those men to whom it seems impossible to forget a tiling once read ; and lie lias read all sorts of tilings that can be thought of, in all languages. A gentleman told me that he could repeat all the Newgate litera ture, hanging ballads, last speeches, and dying confessions; while his knowledge of Milton is so accute, that if his poems were blotted out of exis tence, they might be restored simply from his memory. This same accurate knowledge ex tends to the Latin and Greek classies and to much of the literature of modern Eu ope. Had nature been required to make a man to order, for a perfect historian ; nothing else could have been put together, especially since there is en eitgh of the poetic fire included in the composi tion, to fuse all these multiplied materials togeth er, and color the historical crystallization with them. ‘Macaulay b about fifty. He has never mar ried ; yet there are umnistakcable evidences, in the breathings and aspects ol the family circla by whom he was surrounded, that the social part, is not wanting in his conformation. Some ver f charming young lady relations seems to tiiinK quite as much of their gifted uncle as you might have done had he been yours. ‘Macaulay is celebrated as a controversialists : and, like Coleridge, Carlyle, and almost every one who enjoys this reputation; he has sometimes been accused of not allowing people their fair share iti conversation. This might prove an ob jection, possibly, to those who wish to talk ’• but as I greatly preferred to hear, it would prove nono to me. I must cay, however, that on this occa sion the matter was equitably managed. Thera were, I should think, some twenty-five or thirty at the breakfast tableland the conversation form ed itself into little eddies of two or three around the table, now and then swelling out into a great bay of general discussion. If we scrutinize the lives ol men of genius, wo shall find that activity and persistence are their leading peculiarities. Obstacles cannot intimi date, nor labor weary, nor drudgery disgust them/ |\o. 4$