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44 LITERARY. WILLIAM \V. MANN, Editor. The Southern Field and Flrealde IS PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAT. TEEMS —$2.00 a year, invariably in advance. All Postmasters arc authorized agents. TRAVELING AGENTS: Charles Pkmblb, Loris Cormiuk, Jons L. Stockton, William Clark. W T. Beall, W. M. Eussell, L. E. White, AVm. P. Bottom. B. D. Phillips, Edward A. Hill. Henry Tyler, E. A. Eees. J. W. Taliaferro, Josei-uus t amp, J. B. Overstreet, Each Traveling Agent lias a written authority to col lect and receipt for subscriptions, signed by the Proprie tor, and his signature verified by the Mayor of the city of Augusta, with the seal of the city attached. SATURDAY JULY 2, 1559. TRAVELLING AGENTS. In reply to numerous applications on the subject the Proprietor of the Southern Field and Fireeide takes this method of announeing that he does Rot desire to make any more engagements of that kind. mi 1 1 1 mm PREMIUMS TO POSTMASTERS —FIVE HUN DUED DOLLAE9 IN PREMIUMS. We invite attention to. the premiums offend to the Postmasters of Georgia, South Carolina, Alabama, Mis sissippi and Tennessee, for the largest lists of subscribers to Tup. Southern Fielp asd Fireside. Sec Prospectus. — — NOTICE TO SUBSCRIBERS. It will be impossible to send receipts, in future, to each subscriber, owing to the large number of subscriptions coming in daily. The receipt of The Southern Field and Fireside, after the money is remitted, s ill be evi dence to each subscriber that his money has been re ceived and his name duly entered on the mail book. —— mm- OUR PRIZES. The Committee of Award has commenced its labors, and their decision relative to all the prizes, except, per haps, that for the best Novelette, will, we hope,be known in time to present their announcement in our number of next Saturday. One of the prize poems will probably be published on that day. We regret that the |>oem entitled “Were I a Bird." having been already published, is, by our rule, debarred from the lists of competition. We have received, during the week, the following ar ticles, to be in eomja-tltion for the several prizes: Love versus Ambition—Novelette. The Doomed Bride— “ The Gipsey's Charm — “ Essay on Novel-Writing. Biography—its Art and Artists—Essay. Literature —Essay—bv Tom Jew ley, The Future—Essay—by same. Madeline —a Poem. Our Fireside—a Poem. * The Creek Maiden—a I’octtl. The Water Sprite~-n Poem. Lines Addressed to Miss S. M, E. Tallulah —a Poem. The Pilgrims of Mount Vernon. Rain Jewels—a Poem. Charles Lamb's Suppers, and Dr. Holmes’ Breakfasts —an Essay. Oconee— by Kaluftoxoma. Angel, or The Iron Andirons. Woman—her True Destiny and Training—Essay. Three Years of Heart-History—a Novelette. Maurice Cummings—a Novelette. The Bracelet of Pearls, or Light in Darkness. The Sword of Wallace. Party Spirit Who Am I ? or One Night with Yellow Fever. Saturday Evening. Nervous Headache. What is Our Life ? Conclusion of the Siege of Pandora. Aliene, or The Recovered Treasure. AAA TO CORRESPONDENTS AND CONTRIBUTORS. We have some doubts whether the real name of the writer acconi[iaiiies the poetical communication sent us. commencing with “ We mark the still and qnictair.’’ We would be glad to be assured on this point The lines have not yet been read by us, and will not be, but will be rejected without reading, if the author's name has not been communicated. Our correspondent w ill understand why we speak thus peremptorily. The following communications have been received this week: Hidden Sorrow — by Carlos. Life's Dark and Sunny Spots—by Mrs. Y. Translations from the Spanish and Italian —by AY. C. Wildr. Dreaming*— by Leola. AYhat the Moon Shines on—by AV. E. S. Lines to a Young Lady at Church. To Cousin P.—by Evelynn. A Sketch —by P. E. The Minstrel's Lament—by Mrs. 9. I. E. “Little Goodey Coarse Shoes," received some time since, as also “ Childhood's Home,” from a writer in Mis sissippi, we have read, and would like to publish, but the names of the authors have not been made known to us, and we cannot give the poems place in our columns until the rule is complied with. We are sorry that place cannot be found in our columns for the Lines Written for Miss W.'s Album—The Mock ing Bird—My Brother's Wist—The Rich Man and Laz arus—Oh! AVhcn will the Morning be Here?—lsn't it Strange?—AA'reath of Memory—lines beginning “This World of Waves tome is Drear"—Oh! Sing me that Sweet Air—A Christian's Death —The Lost Ship—The Field and Fireside —and History, an essay, by T. T. The friend who sent us “The Daughters of Erin,” by AYm. Smith O'Bhif-n, will please accept our thanks. Proud the Mortal. Though Thou Forget. Ah ! Bright are the Glances. I Think of Thee Often. Paul and A T irginia—Prose Essay. My Child—by Novissimus. Recollections of Lucy Jones. — England and Liberia.—About twelve years ago Liberia declared itself to be a free, sove reign and independent State. Our government was the first to which its Commissioner, Presi dent Rotierts, came to invite an acknowledg ment ofLilteria's nationality; but then, as since, the cold shoulder policy was shown. England not only promptly and cordially recognised her just claims, but sent Mr. Roberts home in one of her first class men-of-war, and most kindly pre sented the young Republic witli a small naval vessel, the Lark, to help to suppress the slave trade and to promote the interests of humanity on the western coast of Africa. The Lark has done excellent service, and needing considerable repair, the British' Government has again evinced its sincerity and good intentions to wards the colored race, by replacing it with the Quail, a much larger and superior sailing vessel, in complete order. We learn that the latter went to sea from Plymouth on the 16th of May, for Monrovia, where she is very much required. WeJiope that the Quail will have a safe passage and prove even more useful to the successful Americo-Liberians than her predecessor. Philadelphia Ledger. ixeot jot wmmmm* [Written f>r the Southern Field and Fireside.] LETTERS from my log cabin.-no. l Writing " Letters from under a Bridge" was doubtless a very pleasant pastime to Mr. X. P. Willis, when the thermometer ranged from nine tv to ninety-five degrees. He might, jierhaps. have enjoyed it at a lower temperature —provid- I ed the clouds dropped down no rain, and the sun j shown out brightly upon the sparkling and lim- I pid waters —taking it for granted there must be i water, where there was a bridge high enough to : give to an essayist, a poet, and a dramatist of Mr. Willis's proportions, room to write letters. — It was a good while ago, that I was delighted with the very pleasant “ Letters from tinder a Bridge," from the pen of this favorite and much j admired author. I was somewhat younger, too ; *—and to my rs.ther unsophisticated mind it ! appeared a singular place for a gentleman to : select for the purpose of writing letters. But I j am older and wiser now: and have discovered ! that things are not always precisely as they are written. And I have learned furthermore, that : Sir John Falstaff, in his notable commentary ' upon the predilection of the world in general and Prince Hal and his youthful associates in particular, is hut an early discovery of what lias since been so elaliorately confirmed in the lapsus 1 lingua, individually, and I may almost say, ! collectively, of the’ Prince Hals, Bardolphs, 4c., i of the nineteenth century. 1 cannot say. however, that my admiration of : Mr. W’s taste, in the selection of a spot to write *• Letters," is any greater now than it was then ; but as tastes are one of the phenomena in na ture not fully accounted for, the exercise of a little charity will be commendable. It is also politic that I should exercise it, lest the place chosen by myself, for a like purpose, (not so much from preference, I may say.) should lie come the subject of criticism. If that shall hereafter come to pass, what old Mr. Hardcastle. in Goldsmith's agreeable Comedy, “ She Stoops to Conquer." 1 remarks in regard to a certain dish in the bill of fare for dinner —“ To men that are hungry, pig with prune sauce is very good eat ing"—l shall allege similarly, as to Log Cabins— “To people avlio have no better, they are very good things." And I doubt not many an owner of a princely mansion lias met with genuine hospitality, and sound, sweet, refreshing rest within the walls of a log cabin, with its usual covering qf " five feet slab-boards.” Log Cabins, though they have had their day, are not entirely ignored among us yet. They are the pioneers of a more finished architecture—and their hardy occupants, when thoroughly aroused, have been known to rally and make a President for this Republic, I have written thus ihueh (111,111 some sort, , prefatory and apologKticnl (I dislike apologies, \ however, except Avhei! injury has been dortb-.) to j whatnmy be forthcoming in future nhinbcfs ULuer the same head: and iij which I shnil endeavor to give to the readers of l.Vu Southern Field and j Fireside" some sketches, grave or gaj’, as the ] case may be, of “Home Circles ,” and “Scenes in an Ex-Metropolis." One of the latter I am about to relate. . 1 have heard it somewhere stated, that on one fine Sunday morning, about the beginning of the present century, the Prince Regent of Eng land, afterwards George IV., rode into Hyde Park, surrounded by a splendid retinue of nobles and gentlemen, dressed in the ample style of the full pantaloon and frock-coat, and thus imi tated the dress of the present age. It is well known that he had the reputation of being one of the handsomest men, as well as the most ele gant and accomplished Prince of his time. Os course, such a debut, in such a dress, and in such a place, could not fail to attract attention, aud be sure to accomplish an instantaneous revolu tion in the costume of the period. The makers and venders of “ Canton crape small clothes and Fair Top Boots,” soon found their “ occupation gone." as the eager followers of the fashions which royalty patronize sought to ensconce their obedient persons in habiliments of more ample proportions than “tights, "with “buckled knee and silken stocking.” The “new fashion,” under the auspices of such patronage, soon became the rage; and in due course of time some goodly vessel moved by the “uncertain ocean winds,” plowed her tedious way across the Atlantic to New York, and intro duced it to the astonished gaze of the ancient inhabitants of Gotham. The result, though not a matter treated of by historians, is generally very well known. Yet, let it not be supposed that the new style of dress assumed its reign with out opposition—not by a great deal It was violently inveighed against.in many instances: and there were many of the staid, stern, wor thies of '76, Avhose opposition to it was like that of the pious, though eccentric parson's to a cer tain burving-ground in his parish—“he would never be buried there as long as he lived.” They would not wear the new fashion as long as they lived —they would not forsake the old continental dress ; they lived in it, gloried in it, and died in it. But their opposition, though it waxed warm, was vain! The tide of innova tion swept like the flood of a Mississippi cre vasse, and they were overwhelmed. Now, it so happened, that a shrewd Yankee tailor, who had come South some years previous, and located in the old seat of Government of Georgia, while it was the recipient of the assem bled wisdom of the State, and who had built up a good custom there, was in New York, select ing the “latest styles,” when the new fashion made its appearance. Thomas Draper, or “Dapper Tom,” as his friends sometimes called him, was quick to see where to turn a “nimble penny," as well as to please his customers. He perceived iu the new fashion the means of creat ing a sensation iu the town of his adoption. For although the 'Sceptre had departed from it, with manytpf of the land, yet there remained a gootW circle of wealth and fashion, that clung faithfully to its fallen fortunes. Tom Draper hastened, therefore, to pack up a small, but select assortment of cloths, suitable to the market and the fashion, and posted home, armed with the patterns for “cutting and fitting” the new style of habiliments for creation’s lords. Arriving safely, after three weeks A'oyage, his first consideration Avas how to introduce them to the greatest advantage : for it should be borne in mind that our forefathers were not so ready to catch at every whim and fancy in the way of dress as their descendants of the present day. Tailors and milliners were not such autocrats as they have become since—ruling the people according to the price of button-holes, or the number of flowers upon a lady’s dress. There was a sort of conscientious scruple with our ! fathers in the matter. “As our fathers, did, so I do we,” was a motto that seemed to constitute a part of their religion. It was no wonder then, 1 that Tom Draper weighed in his own mind care- i fully, the means best calculated to introduce the j new fashion successfully. There lived in this goodly old town, among j other worthy citizens, a dashing, frolicksome, | fashionable young lawyer, of good family—being | of pure republican stock, whose name was Reck- I law Ligrive. It was said by some, that lie took \ more pleasure in drinking the healths of his cli- J onts than pleading their causes. but there were others who said that he was loath to do either. And it lias been bountifully proven to the writer, that lie was a warm friend, a social companion, and a' high spirited gentleman, (though some t times over hasty and headstrong in his acts,) by which qualities he won a large circle of attached friends, and exercised over them great influence. With a considerable fortune, and a reasonable practice, he was enabled to indulge his humors— dress fashionably, gallant the girls, and go to all the balls. Tom Draper determined to make ‘"Rick,” as everybody called him. his sign-post. Accord ingly, a few days after his return, lie took Li grive up stairs to his private room over his shop, and showed him the fall cut of the new fashion, and proposed to make him the first suit; and that he should lie the first to appear in public, ; with the "wide trousers strapped over his boots.” Ligrive jumped at the offer—it suited him exactly: for he loved display, and had the Tanity and ambition to be the ‘‘observed of all observ ers.” in the article of dress. He was a true Sir Walter Raleigh in his way. "Swells" were not exactly known in those days, but Rick would I doubtless have made a very proper one. "Bythe lord Harry!” he exclaimed as he surveyed the design of the “ coat, vest, and pants,” with the admiration which an enthusias ! tic architect would the diagrams of some stu pendous edifice that was to immortalize his i name. "By the lord Harry 1 wont I cut a fig | are!” And sure enough he did, as the sequel ; will show. 1 A beautiful piece of English “ Navy Blue” broadcloth was unrolled, the first probably ever introduced into the town ; Ligrive's measure taken fora full suit, and Tom Draper undertook, i himself, the task of making the articles, as it not only required skill, but it was determined between them to keep the matter a profound secret until it should be ready to be heralded by ; the wearer in person. This was no easy matter, though; for customers were constantly coming : and going, and Tom was often forced to leave : his work rather abruptly, when there was dan -1 ger of an inquisitive friend looking in to see what new styles he had. On his own account, he cared not if it was discovered; but he soon ]>er eeived the greatest auxietj' on the part of his friend Ligrive, lest the secret should become known. He was constantly dropping in to see the progress of the suit, and that all was safe. No iiappy girlish fancy ever anticipated more delight in going to her first Ball—or aspiring politician more painfully pleasant anxiety about his success on his first nomination for Congress, than our friend Reek did about the progress of and jiis appearance in, the new fashion suit of clotlieS; . * tlfi had d very faithful old servant, of whom it &uid be truly said, he had “grown gray in the ser vice of the familyand to whom lie was in the habit of telling all his secrets, for he often re ceived the best advice from his old servitor— but this he could not tell. Sancho had been his father's body servant in the Revolution, and partook largely of the proud, stiff dignity which . characterized some of the old cavaliers of "16. I “ Like master, like man." Any departure from | his conception of dignity, on the Dart of his I young master, was looked upon by him as a ' letting down of the family. He stood behind 1 his young master’s chair at the table, the same ■ as he hail stood behind that of his old master's. I He was a faithful, honest, IriilWul specimen of I the servants of the old style. Sanclio watched j Mr. Reek’s actions w ith a jealous eye—not for i the purpose of criticising his morals—not at all; : but to sco tu«t bo maintained tho dignity of the I Ligrive family. Gambling, drinking, and roy s : tering with his young friends, was but the life : led among the free bloods of the time, and Sancho l saw nothing in that; the father had done so be | fore him, and he was a gentleman. Ail that he i required was that Mas’ Iteck should do it like a gentleman. If it was a part of his duty, some times, to put his young master to bed after two o'clock in the morning, in an orderly manner, it was nothing more than part of the duty he had ! performed for his old master. “De men ob de Rev’lushun, sah, hab de dignity,” Sancho was wont to say—“ dey lib like gentlemen, dey fout like gentlemen, and dey get drunk like gentle men ; and, sah, dey bow to delady wid dor hat under der arm!’ (concluded next week.) Value of Iron. —Locke declared that, if the use of iron were lost among mankind, they would unavoidably return to the savage state. At the same time, he styles the person who lirst made use of iron, the “ father of arts and author of plentyfor of iron all tools are made, and with the tools thus made, man tills the earth, builds houses, makes clothes, constructs steam engines, builds railroads, constructs steamboats, ships—in fine, does all the business of eivilisod life. The progress of civilization may be noted by j the greater or less use of iron. At first, the only | implements for digging, cutting, hewing, or any i like purpose, were made of stone. The London ! Quarterly lteview, in an article which led us to : indite these reflections upon the value and uni | versality of iron, says there is a museum at Co ! penhagen, in which the parallelism between the ! advance of civilization and the advance in the ! working of metals is illustrated by articles taken i from ancient burying grounds. The first tools were sharpened stoiife; for man was then a sav age, and his wants pcern few. This “ stone pe riod ” is succeeded iby a copper period; for cop per requires, comparatively, but little smelting, and is often found entirely pure. This is called the “ bronze period ” —a period, we believe, to which our ludians never arrived. In the “cop per period," tillage was practiced, and the other arts with tools of copper, at the same time that I gold became known and esteemed. Last of all j came iron. It is inconceivable to what different purposes iron can be applied, when no other material, nor all other materials combined, could answer the purpose—a cambric needle aud a Nasmyth ham mer; the peacemaker, carrying a two hundred pound ball, and the most delicate surgeon’s in strument ; the anchor of a seventy-four, and one | of Rodger's razors; the huge engine, and the j mainspring of a watch; that all things, contrast ' ing so much in quality, appearance, size, delica cy, and use, should be made of the same mate rial, is passing strange. Nor have we all the uses to which iron can be appropriated, been even j'ct fully understood. Every day and year seems to bring forth a new one. A century ago, lie -would have been a bold man who would have ventured to predict that the time would come when houses would be built of iron, and when it would be used, to the exclusion of every other material, in the construc tion of ships and bridges. — The average income of the Mexican Church is twenty-five millions a year, while the revenue of the national government of the republic is on ly fifteen millions. Content hangs not so high but that a man on the ground may reach it. PERSONAL , Ti The Philadedpiiia Enquirer says that Rem brandt Peale and Thomas Sully, the eminent Philadelphia artists, are engaged in painting each other’s portrait. Mr. Joseph Harrison, a j wealthy and liberal gentleman of this city origi j nated this enterprise, aud has commissioned j each of the venerable artists to do this service i for the other. Mr. Peale lias recently entered. upon ihs eighty-second year, and this month ■ Mr. Sully will be seventy-six. Leigh Hunt , in the Spectator, relates the fol lowing anecdote of Charles Lamb: “It is surprising what a reserve of dulness and pedantry there is in the corners of some , person’s understanding, who are not otherwise j without cleverness. A gentleman of this kind j was once dilating superfluously on the virtues of honesty, in a company in which Charles Lamb was present, smoking liis pipe. At the i close of the harangue, Charles, taking the pipe out of his mouth, said with an air as grave ns if he was going to dispute the gentleman’s con clusion: “Do you mean to say, then, that a thief is not a good man?’ The other, surprised at first at the wording of the question, looked, nevertheless, as if he was so bent on seriously maintaining that point, that it is believed he would actually have done so, had lie not been prevented by an irresistible burst of laughter from the rest of the persons present. Herr Leopold de Meyer, as a piano-forte player, j is one of the wonders of the age. - Os this the ; profession generally have been long aware, but i the public were not fully enlightened until Tuesday, when a concert was given at the Han- j over-square Rooms. Nearly every piece selected for performance was of his own composing. His 1 powerful finger, rapid execution, and dashing style—now raising a thunder-clap of chords, and anon dealing them out in the faintest whis pers—created no less an amount of astonishment than delight. The facility that he lias discovered in travelling the mysterious ins and out 3 of the keyboard are truly wonderful. Both the playing, as well as the composition of Herr Leopold de Meyer, are strongly impress ed with the stamp of individuality; in proof of which we need only cite his “Airs Hongrois” and “ The Mermaid”—pieces that can scarcely be played with effect by any person other than himself. It is somewhat late in the day to at tempt an analysis of the doings of this extra ordinary artist. His fume is European, and iiis works are regarded as the productions of a mast er who lias founded a school, Loudon Athenaeum. A CORRESPONDENT of the Ijondon Athenaeum , writing from Rome, says: “ Miss Hosmer's knowing little Puck, perched ; on a mushroom, with a nettle hi one hand, and j a lizard in the other, is almost too well known ; to need description. The Cenei, mournful and despairing. Hung on a couch in utter prostration, the night before her execution, her rosary trail ing on the ground. scarcely held by the listless hand, is full of deep feeling. One wonders to see such mature works from such bauds.” Miss Hosmcr IB living ill Rouie with Miss Charlotte Cuslihian, with whose name all our j readers are familiar. Miss Hosmer’s name is familiar to all lovers of art in this country. The daughter of a physi cian now residing at Watertown, Massachusetts, Miss Hosmer was born in that town some twenty seven years ago, and was educated at Miss Sedgwick’s school at Lenox. Her taste for art developed itself at an early age, and as soon as j she reached womanhood she repaired to Rome, and entered Mr. Gibson's studio as a pupil.— Under the guidance of that renowned master she i fulfilled her youthful promise; her first work—a head of Medusa, for Mr. Appleton of Boston—was deservedly lauded by the critics. Since then she lias executed various statues of remarkable merit, among others a Beatrice Cenci, which at tracted great attention last year. She is now engaged on a statue of Zenobia— which will be seeu in our engraving. Letters from Rome tell us that it will vindicate Miss Hosmer’s claim to a very high rank among the sculptors of the day.— Harper's Weekly. The Maryland Picture. —A Paris letter says: Mr. Edwin White, an American artist, who has been residing for some years in Paris, returns to the United States in about ten days, with his much admired picture of “ General Washington Resigning the Commaud of the American Army.” It is painted for the Seriate House at Annapolis, where the scene described took place, aud at the expense of the State of Maryland. The can vass is about nine by fourteen feet; it contains about tliirty portraits, besides many imaginary figures, and, as a composition, 1 think it will be esteemed as highly as any in which the person of Washington lias ever been made the promi nent feature. The Rome correspondent of the London Athe naeum describes an interesting work in the stu dio of Mr Randolph Rodgers, the American sculptor. It is a model of a pair of doors to be cast in bronze for the capitol at Washington. It is a government commission. The subject, singularly suitable, is the discovery of America by Columbus. There are nine compartments, each a graceful picture; the chef-d'oeuvre is the lauding on the shores of the new world, which forms the principal subject, and dominates over the whole, being beneath tlie arch and extend ing over both doors. The dtlier group represent the most striking incidents in the history of the great Genoese. The model has been sent to Munich to be cast, and lias excited great admi ration among the German artists. Should the projected exhibition take place in London in 1861, the doors will be sent thither previous to their departure for America. M. de Lamartine cannot bo flattered by tell ing him he is a great poet, or a great orator— his weak point is to be considered a great mana ger ; how weak the point is, liis six ’ hundred thousand dollars of debts show. M. Tiieophile Gautier is afraid to go to sleep unless he has somebody’s hand in liis; sleep is so much like death, lie says. • An excellent bust of Emerson, has been made by King, the Boston sculptor, of which small copies in plaster will be sold. The artist is said to have done full justice to the ample nasal protuberance that Emerson possesses, and has slighted no peculiarity of liis countenance. Ox one occasion the great Prince Esterhazy, who scattered diamonds where he walked, came to see him. Aberxetiiy was at lecture, and not visible. The Prince waited, fuming. lie rang and called. Three times “ the Prince” was an nounced by the servants, who were more afraid of Abernethy than even the great Hungarian Prince. It was just Sylla and Charybdis over again. At the third announcement, a black cloud gathered on Abernethy’s brows; lie slam med his book to me, and said— “ I will come to the Prince 1” “Mr. Abernethy,” said the Prince, “do you know who 1 am you have been keeping here ? I am the Prince Esterhazy.” “And I,” said the Doctor, “am John Aber nethy, and this is my man James. James, show the Prince the door.” FUN, FACT, AND PHILOSOPHY. A Candid and Conscientious Witness.—A witness, on entering the box, had a Testament presented to him, but he declined to be sworn. Being asked his reasons for refusing, he naively replied : “I'll tell a lie wi’ ony mon i’ England, i but I’ll not swear to it.” A Costly Book. —The Providence Journal adduces facts and figures to show that Major I Emery’s report upon the Mexican Boundary Commission has cost the national treasury three times as much as all the books in the Astor li brary, or more than three hundred thousand dol ! lars. The English Language.—The difficulty of applying rules to the pronunciation of our lan guage may be illustrated in two lines, where the combination of the letters ough is pronounced \ in no fewer than seven different ways, viz.: Though the tough cough anti hiccough plough me through 0 or Uft 8 (lark bough my course I still pursue. Depend on Yourself.— Most young men consider it a great misfortune to be born poor, or not to have capital enough to establish them selves at their outset in life in a good and com fortable business. This is a mistaken notion. So far from poverty being a misfortune to them, if we may judge from what we every day be hold, it is really a blessing; the chance is more than ten to one against him who starts with a fortune. 1 Villains seldom train vines over cottage doors. If you do when you are alone what you are i unwilling to do in the presence of your acquaint’ | ances, you respect them more than you do your | self. How is it proved that Adam was orthodox in his sentiments ? Because his belief was un doubtedly Eve-angelical. “Woman, lovely woman!”said Brown; “wliat is the world without woman? Yes, if there | were no women in the world, we should all be miserable! They are the primeval cause of all happiness I”—“No doubt,” put in that cynic Robinson ; “for they are the prime evil them selves.” The locomotive engine built by Mr. Stephen son, in 1825, has been placed on'a pedestal in the town of Darlington, England, in front of the station of the Stockton and Darlington railroad. This engine was in its day, considered a mirac ulous achievement. Its first trip was from Shil ; don to Stockton, a distance, of twenty miles, ; which it accomplished in five hours. It weighs only eight tons, while engines now weigh about twenty-five. W earing Rings. —When a lady is not en gaged, she wears the ring on her first finger—if engaged, on her second—if married, on her third —and if she intends to remain unmarried, she | wears the ring on her fourth finger. In a recent pistol target shooting at Peoria, 111., the ladies entered the list, and took six out of the nine prizes. In any controversy the instant we feel angry, we have already ceased striving for truth, and* begun striving for ourselves. Virtue and happiness are mother and daugh ter. Troubles are liko babies—tiiev grow bigger by nursing. Don’t meet troubles half way, for they are not worth the compliment. With what “ net ” is a man soonest caught ? Net profits. And a woman ? A coronet. • Thf. Spiritualists at Sturgis, Mich., have built and consecrated a Gothic temple, costing six thousand dollars. Cincinnati claims the liohor of having tho largest Chess Club in the Union. It has one hundred and sixty members. The income of Dr. Chapiu's church, in New York, from pew rents, is seventeen thousand dollars. He has a comfortable salary of six thousand dollars. “ W hat is the origin of tho Cap of Liberty ?” The cap among the ancient Romans was an em blem of liberty. When the owner of a slave in Rome had resolved on making him a free man, he presented him with the piletts or cap. Tho right to wear the pileits in public was all that was necessary to constitute the former slave a Roman citizen. The Romans borrowed this custom from the Phrygians. The Atlantic telegraph, though buried in tho sea, and at present motionless, is not supposed to be quite dead. It ouly sleepeih—according to the motion ofthe more sanguine of its stock holders. Stimulated by a British govemmeut guarantee of eight per cent, on a capital of nearly three million of dollars, the company has revived, and is about to expend one hundred thousand dol lars in resurrecting the old cable, as well as tho necessary sum to lava new one of an improved description in July, ’ 1860. We can only say, with Dickon’s reticent hero, “Barkis is willing.” but invests nothing in a sinking fund. A friend is one who jumps down and puts on the drag when he finds that you aro going down hill too fast. To wait too long for a guest is a breach of politeness towards all who have arrived punc tually. Difficulties. —Difficulties are clearly God's own intervention, to try our tempers, and prove the metal that is in us. Without them, life would be neither a struggle nor a trial, and man would run his race, leaving no marks to distin guish his course from that of other men. Diffi culties, which are the plea of the timid and lag gard, the excuse of the idle, and tho shoal on which the multitude wreck their richer argosies, are the sport of the bold and the spur of the per severing. The earnest, manly spirit looks upon the difficulties that hinder the coward and slug gard, as opportunities for distinction. Fortune and renown wait upon their vanquishment. Who has made a name in the world without con quering difficulties? A base wretch, in tho form of a man, was, a few weeksl since, introduced to a lovely and con fiding girl of sixteen. He pressed her hand, and said in a thrilling tone, that he thought the “ recent sleighing had rendered the ladies more lovely than ever.” She blushed, and said “very.” Her parents considered the matter as. settled, but he basely deserted the young lady, .after ad dressing this pointed language to her,, and has never called at her house since. A writer in a Philadelphia paper, describing, a fashionably dressed young gentleman, says that he wore “ a blue necktie, knotted with tlie. graceful ease of one of Macaulay’s sentences." Who says we are not a literary peopla,? At a trial, recently, the jury returned the following verdict: “Guilty, with' some little doubt as to tvhether he is the man." A pretty toy has been invented in. England, called the kaleidoscopic top. Tho idea is to blend the primary colors by rapid motion, and then break them by an intervening .card, cut in to patterns. Nature is a pattern maid of all work, and does the best when least meddled with. She knows her work, and does it, if left alone.