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all over the world. The large assembly was then dismissed with the benediction pronouficed by the Rev. John Chambers; the meeting, instead of lasting an hour, having been prolonged to two hours and a half.— Philadelphia Bulletin. [For the Bonthern Field and Fireside.] A NIGHT IN THE MOUNTAINS. The mountains were 'round us, far Into the sky Their mist-covered tops rose majestic and high; And long on them lingered the glory of day, That seemed still returning while passing away, Though scarcely the moment it vanished we knew, The moon rose so fair in the arching of blue. The night-air in whispers came down o'er the hill. And spoke to my heart that grew pensive and still, And I thonght of the prophet who wearily trod In the way that went up to the mountain of God, And I knew through the night that a presence there came That came not to him, on the wings of the flame. That night in the mountains! till life's sun shall set Its varied emotions we may not forget; Nor the fanciful shapes that the hill-tops assumed By star-light und moon-light so dimly illumed, Then vanished in gloom, as the swift-gliding car Through the faintly-seen distance, had borne us afar. Farewell to the mountains! the summer hath flown. And o'er their cold summits the dead leaves are strewn, And their rustle—what is it but Nature's deep sigh For the beauty that fades and the life that must die? And the sad winter rains are like tears on the sod, For spirits departed, and gone up to God. Eols. — i■ i OUR PARIS CORRESPONDENCE. Paris, Oct. 6, 1859. Judge Mason, our minister, died at the Amer ican legation at nine o’clock last Monday morn ing (Oct. 3). He was taken at midnight, Sunday, with a severe attack of apoplexy. Dr. Bigelow, our excellent American physician, who carried him so successfully through the dangers of his first attack a few years ago, was immediately called. But all human skill was vain ; and as the Doctor told me, with much feeling in his voice, —“ the good old man died without having spok en or opened his eyes, from the moment of the attack till he expired. He had been in re markably good spirits on Sunday,” the Doctor added. The body will be taken to America. It was placed in the American Chapel yesterday, where funeral services were performed by the Rev. Messrs. Seely and Lawson. An aide-de camp of the Emperor, and a body of troops of the line, representatives from the other foreign legations, and as large a number of Americans as could find place in the Chapel, assisted in pay ing the last honors. The sympathy with the bereaved family of the deceased, is deep and universal in our American Colony here, to which feeling there is added, in the hearts of many, a more intimate regret at his loss. The benevo lence, the cheerful humor, the large hospitality of Mr. Mason had made him many friends among those who differed most widely from him in po litical opinion. * ***** "We now call the Italian Question the Italian Crisis. The change in name has the advantage of variety, at least; it is withal apt enough.— Question it still is, but daily growing more criti cal; of a definite answer to which, there is daily more pressing need. But, except in the purely chronological sense, it is difficult, not to say impossible, to see how the past week has brought us a line nearer the answer. In a pleasant com pany the other evening, where the Question was, as usual, the topic of talk, a gentleman present, whoso business it has been to study the facts of current history, was asked to give his opinion on the probable future solution. I was somewhat impressed with the remarks he offered in reply. He presented them in two chapters or parallel series of facts and inferences, the first of which led on to the national independence of Italy ; he fancifully entitled it the ‘ Romance of the Rose, or \ enice Preservedit was plausible and encouraging to the last degree. The second part of his talk he styled the ‘Betrayal, or Chaos come again;’ it was equally plausible, and utterly hopeless for Italy. He then admitted, speaking on either side as an advocate, he might have strained the argument a littlo on either side; the facts on which it was based, he had stated as fairly as his means of information permitted, and they were so contradictory that he found him self unable to form and rest in a strong opinion, as to the immediate future of Italy, unless he called on wish and hope as auxiliaries to judg ment. lam painfully forced to be much of this gen tleman’s way of thinking ; but I concur in his way of hoping as well; and though the facts that have occurred or come to public light since I listened to him, add to the old large stock of complications, putting some new obstacles in the road to any conceivable solution, yet I like to see in the resultant of these contradictions a tendency towards a partially favorable, tempora ry settlement of the Italian Question. The first in importance of these facts is, that the pro visional governments of the three Duchies have j ust taken several largo steps in the direction from the theory 0 f annexation to the fact of an nexation. The Sardinian arms are set up over their public offices; Sardinian laws, and legal forms in which the nam. 0 f yj c tor Emma - nuel takes the place of the 010 lineal names, and an extensive series of administrativ* reforms, as similating them to Sardinia, are ’ un d enforced. A few more such measures as tii»« e —and only a few more are wanted to complete the work —and a few more weeks of provisional practice, and the annexation of the Duchies will have become a fait accompli. A Congress, the meeting of which is scarcely possible under any circumstances before next month, may discuss and modify, but would be very much embarrass ed to nullify, the fixed fact. But if there is to be a Congress, England must be represented there ; and England has just declared, through the mouth of Lord John Russell, in words that have strengthened the hopes of all the friends of Italy, that the condition of her presence in such an assembly is its recognition of the right of the Italians to govern themselves. Os Louis Napoleon’3 thoughts and pur poses, you know as much as your correspondent; I imagine them, perhaps, somewhat differently, and practically more favorable to Italian inde pendence on Austria —not to be confounded witli the liberty of the Italians, though it be their nec essary transition to that good estate. And many here think, or imagine, with your correspondent, that while diplomatically he pel forms his part of the Villa-franca contract, looking to the restora tion of the Dukes, and so keeping up as far as may be the friendship with Franz Joseph so cordial ly manifested over the table where that contract was signed, he has done nothing effectively to prevent the theory of annexation from approach ing so near a fait accompli. But the knot of the difficulty for the French Emperor is not for the momont in the Duchies, but in that part of the Papal dominions known as the Legations. The rights of the revolution ists there, their exercise of them.nnd their prov SOWWKEMt VXSXD JUBD 3XRSBXSS. ocation, by domestic, oppression, and French encouragement to their exercise of them, place them in a like position with the rest of Central Italy. The distinction is, that while the rest of Central Italy has been badly governed by Dukes were the vicegerents of Austria, the Legations have been still worse governed by the vicege rent of Christ. The clerical party declare there fore, that their rebellion is a rebellion against Heaven, is not merely an error but a sin, not merely temporarily, condemnable but eternally damnable, and aiders and abettors render them selves liable to the same sulphurous and perpet ual penalties as are so liberally awarded to the principal offenders. Some of your readers, habitually regarding spiritual as well as political liberty as they do fresh air, as a universal right, may consider Pa pal bulls now-a-day as harmless as Irish ones and as absurd and, accustomed to the tamed service of Heaven’s own lightning, laugh at the mimic thunders of the Church. Louis Napo leon, autocrat of France, moderator of Europe, has the disadvantage of your humblest subscri ber in that regard, and knows to his sorrow that such things are no joke. I think I wrote last week, that the clerical, or, as they style themselves, the Catholic party, raise the territo rial, and other strictly temporal claims and pre tentions of Papal government to a level with theo logical dogma. Their influence, if not broad, is deep; they are now literally stirring Heaven and Earth, (to say nothing of the other place) by Episcopal mandements, by sermons and newspaper articles and conversation to bring this influence to bear upon the Emperor and through him down, crushingly down, upon the rights of the Romagnols. For the exterior po litical independence of the Romagnols then, there is much less chance than for that of the Tuscans and Modenese. A certain measure of administrative reforms to be granted to them as to all subjects of the Holy See, the Emperor, through his minister at Rome, still persistently urges. Such reform has been one of his favorite ideas these ten years and more—but to his ten years persistence, is opposed, stolidly as ever, the secular vis inertia of the Papal policy,strength ened now by the active force of this French cler ical influence. The Zurich conference is said, with growing likelihood of truth, to be near its breaking up, or, as some one wittily imporved on the report, its breaking down. For the report goes on to say that the result of its work will appear in nothing betffer than three mere shells of treaties, confirming nothing but the cession of Lombar dy, and peace among the three late belligerents —i. e. settling nothing of the confusion m Ital ian and European affairs. The Emperor is still at Biarritz, whither and whence is a great running of diplomats, kings, and couriers. He will k be at Bourdeaux on the 11th of this month. The city gives him a ban quet, say some, in which case all look for a man ifesto of his policy in the shape of an after-dinner speech, only a ball say other some, ip wh.ch case we do not look for a manifesto, for at balls there is no dinner; and no dinner, no speech, there fore no manifesto.—l. E. D. Lord Cowley, the British minister at Paris, went to Biarritz a few days ago, to arrange Chi nese and congressional matters it is thought.— King Leopold, who went thereon some mission, the secret of which has been very well kept from the newspapers, strolled leisurely away through southern France. When last seen his Belgian majesty .was making his way through Switzer land, in as many different directions as the news papers choose. Ido not intend to sneer upon newspapers— abundant in error as >we are, our journalist guild is as well informed apparently, as Euro pean Cabinet Ministers—and among the benefits they confer upon us may be reckoned, (to change the subject) a stretching of the span of human life. In our own country, when Congress is not in session, and there comes a dearth of rail road accidents, sporadic murders, they introduce to the world some prodigiously old person, who, beside that exemplary merit and the full preser vation of all sorts of faculties, does on the strength of such exhilarating notice, start as from a foun tain of youth, and smartly “ runs the rounds of the press,” down the seaboard from Maine to Texas, across to California, up to Oregon, and back byway of the Western States. Only you will have observed, that whether he be a Bap tist clergyman, (if so he preached the preceding Sunday) or she be an old negro nurse, (if so, no matter in what part of the country she resides, she has a distinct recollection of General Wash ington,) his or her local habitation, parish or plantation almost invariably chances to be a great way off from yours, distance generally proportioned to the advanced stage of his or her earthly existence, until to your sceptical vision the long spun thread of their lives, almost like the string of a longbow. But Lebpold, of whom we were just speaking, is king of an au thenticated, located Belgian 150 years old—of a man who gets his half-pay as a retired captain, as you may read in a recent number of the official Belgian Moniteur, wherein, by royal de cree, dated Sept. 15, of this current year, Cap tain Viroux is put upon the retired list. He was born at Chimay, Nov. 9, 1709, say twenty four years before Oglethorpe had roofed in the first log-cabin on Yamacraw Bluff, in the days of our worshipful King George 11. Not the least singular feature in the life of this centiquin quagenarian (there is no shorter adjective to classically qualify a hundred-and-fifty-year-old) is that he first entered upon his military career, when Belgium needed volunteers, in October, 1830, a “likely youth" of 120. on the chapter of prodigies, let me in stance awi ier from my newspaper reading which shows, contra. 7 the vain imagining of us Americans, that Eu. QDe ma y rival us in lusus sociatis as well as in lusus At St. Peters burg Italian Opera house, the «q ler day, M’lle La Gura, appeared in Norma with ocli effect that she was called out no less than 28 lUnes, while the saltatory achievements of Madame Rosati, at the same place a few nights aferwards, were admiringly testified to by ten recalls. Can the Boston Athenians (or Athenian Bostonians) or the New York Firemen point, in the full re cords of their enthusiasm for Ellsler or Jenny Lind to a parallel of this enthusiasm. ? Wonderful again, for it is said to be true, though good enough not to be, is the following story, now circulating here. To begin it at the beginning, we must go back four or five years to a trial, which made a sensation at the time in the dress circles of Paris, to which the parties belonged, when Madame de R. pressed and gain ed a suit against her husband for a separation du corps el des brens. The French civil law, in accord with the law of the church, does not re cognize complete divorce. The lady, who proved gross ill treatment on the part of the gentle man (?) retained the social position which her youth, beauty and exemplary conduct entitled her to, only disturbed by the vexations which the malice of her unworthy worse half was, from time to time, able to cause her. One day this past summer, she learned that he lay dangerous ly ill at Vichy, with no other than hired atten dants about him. She immediately repaired to that fashionable watering place for the singular ly unfashionable purpose of doiig good. The patient surprised at her appearanie, and misin terpreting her motive, informed h<r with polite irony that he never shouH be able to repay her touching kindness, for he had invested all his property in annuities. ‘I am aware of that,” quietly replied the noble woman, vithout seem ing to notice the ill-disguised insult And so she remained by his bedsido, lavishag upon him the nursing service that woman #ily can best render to suffering. At the end if the sixth week, when, thanks to tier care, he was past all danger and in full convalesceree, she bade him adieu. He now strove, sinarelv for the moment at least, to retain her—hejiad fallen in love again with his wife, in spihjof himself; begged pardon, protested and pried for a fa vorable response, but cou’d get to other than this: “ No; it is not your wife yho has been nursing you, but a sister ofeharityf’ And with that Madame de R. packed up amjeft him. Rather French, if you ch*ose, lat rather fine, I think. lam not married. [For the Bonthern Fiell a d Fireside.] WOMAN HER TRUE DESTINY AND PROPER TRAINING What is the true destiny of Woman, is a ques tion full of interest to eveiy 1 iver of his race.— In what should her physical, nental, and moral training consist, in order foi the best results to follow in her subsequent hist ry ? We unhesi tatingly assert, that we belie e the true destiny of woman is to fulfil the fur tions of wife and mother. All other considers ions are subsidiary to these, and when she is et icated in reference to other things, above and 1 yond these, she is unsphered, becomes abnori »1 in her position, and fails to fulfil the natu il functions of her life, in the great plan of oui Creator. She first commenced in the garden i Paradise, for her creation was predicated of t B fact, that “it is not good for man to live alotand when crea ted, it was for the sole pi pose, according to the Divine announcement, ‘ ;o be a lielp-meet to man.” Has any thing ari en in her history, to change or modify this org aal intention of the Divine mind? Is she still li i being she was in tended to be made for mai’i society, to relieve his loneliness, to cheer his ipirits, and to be a help in all the departments < f life, especially in his home and family. Then, we are right in the assumption, that wife and i other, is what wo man should be educated for, atad what she should live for. In the proper full! nent of these func tions she is a true woman;: at of them, she is a distortion, a failure—a monf rosity. The anatomical structure of woman points with unerring certainty to tilt Divine purpose in her creation. The great predominance of the emotional over the reflectiva in her mental con stitution, proves as well he'jHevotion to her hus band, as her dependence updn him. Her fragile form and timid heart indicates the necessity of having a protector, a stronger than she, to sus tain her timid footsteps th ough life’s rugged pathway. Every element osier being, her whole history, her fall and curse h ve established, with indubitable evidence, the f ct, that her sphere in life is circumscribed to :ie homestead, and her true destiny is to fulfil tpe functions of wife and mother. And what niler ambition could be presented to the mind of Voman, than to com fort and cheer the being who is to her more than all the world beside, and to rear the young immortals bound to her by indissoluble ties, in the way best calculated to insure them a suc cessful voyage through lie, and a happy exit therefrom. While the sphere of man is far more extended than that of woman, his ambition lay ing hold of the high stations of life, and spread ing through the vast domains of society, hers is nevertheless one of a purer and more disin terested character. Her desire is to her hus band, in the language of Scripture, her ambition to please him and win his approbation. What though contending hosts array themselves in battle fields, for national honor, for national in dependence, or even for liberty itself—what though evils of great magnitude threaten to over turn the basis of society ?—she feels only a wo man’s interest in these exciting events, and is only affected by them through sympathy for her husband and children. Her empire is home, and she feels far more thrilling interest in all that transpires here, than in the greatest politi cal events of the day, or the most astounding foreign revolutions. An angry look or word from her husband carries more pain to her heart than the loss of fortune, of friends, or even the favor of public opinion. Such is woman, find her where you may, whether in the refinements of Christian civilization, or the abject slavery of barbarism. Wife and Mother 1 Around those names, what blessed associations cluster! Who has not yield ed to the charms of their influence ? Who has not felt them to be a shield and protection from calamities as well as the vices of life ? Why, then, should woman aspire to sway senators with her oratory—mingle in the busy world of trade, or the strife and passion of the hustings ? Why should she attempt to pluck the bright gem of modesty from her own brow, and claim an equal part with man in all his turbulent strifes and worldly ambitions ? Why should she aspire to lead in politics or in war, where the stoutest hearts have quailed, and the most stalwart forms have fallen to rise no more? A bold, impetuous, immodest woman, who can bear ? and yet the miserable pretenders after woman’s rights would fain rob her of her bright est jewel, and present her before the gaze of man, bereft of every virtue that makes her dear to his heart. No; let her be educated to adorn the sphere in which she was intended to move, to make a true woman—not a false one; and then society will yield to the charm of her influ ence, and submit to her gentle, virtuous sway. Can there be a better proof of the truth of the Divine record, concerning the fall of man and the curse of woman, than the fact established by the universal experience of all nations and kin dreds of manlsind, that “ her desire is to her husband,” as God announced to her when she was driven from Eden. Her existence is wrap ped up in his; his will—his happiness—his very being is hers. Wherever you find a true wo man, she answers to this Divine command, and fulfils this Divine injunction. Wherever you find an exception to this rule, you find a female that has been unsexed and driven into shocking masculinity by force of exceptional circumstances, or by undue education of the intellectual, to the detriment of the true emotional elements of wo man's nature. Is it right then to attempt to subvert this great law of nature, and forego the Divine decree, by cultivating the masculine capacities of woman, to the subversion of the feminine in any particular? Is it proper to have them delving in the abstruse speculations of mathematics or metaphysics, so that the intel lectual shall subdue the emotional—philosophy overcome desire, and render them superior to the enforcement of a law which abides upon every true woman, and impels her to love, espouse, and marry ? There are exceptions to all general rules—there are true women who have never married, but never was there one who has not loved. It may be proper for a Somerville, a Harriet Martineau, and a Hannah Moore, to be produced once in an age, but such intellectual specimens, too frequently presented, might tend not a little to interfere with the true destiuy of woman, as indicated by nature and nature’s God. Medical philosophers have long since taught that matrimony is the true sphere of woman.— That by it her health anl happiness is insured and her life prolonged. It will not do to teach our daughters, as some have proposed, not to look to marriage as a state, and a blessed state, designed for them by Heaven. It will not do to encourage other pursuits and habits that may conflict with or depreciate this Divine institution, for by thus doing we are working against nature, and performing an office that will assuredly pro duce evil in the end. It is the duty of the pa rent to guide this impetuous current of the young heart—not impede or obstruct it. They should be early impressed with the necessity and im portance of this step, as eoneucive to their health and happiness in life. They should learn the fact that if they never marry, thoy may sigh out their existence in secret painful longings after an unrealized good with the secret painful con sciousness of an unfulfilled mission, or turn stoics and revalt against nature, embittering the current of their own lives, and adding, it may be, nay it must be, to the unhappiness of others. This is no overdrtwn picture, while there are honorable exceptions—they only prove that some miDds have great capacity of endurance, and exceptional powers which enable their pos sessors to seem, and almost to be happy, despite of shattered nerves, and disappointed hopes, and a false unsphered position in society. The tendency of the times is to place a false estimate upon the character of woman, intellec tually and socially considered. Already we fear great damage has been done to society, by the inculcation of false notions in this regard. Ef forts have been made to stimulate her ambition to cope with man in intellectual efforts. Costly edifices have been erected, as so many temples to do homage to the powers of her mind. The fields of science in their beauty and their profundity, have been laid open before her, and she has been excited to stretch all her powers, after the investigation of truth. Her notions of intellec tuality have thus been elevated too often above the vital force of her physical powers; and she and her tutors forgetful, that a healthy physical conformation has as much or more to do with her happiness and usefulncss.in society abstruse scientific knowledge; have, in too many instances prostrated both health and intellect in the vain pursuit of learning. What will all this avail, if a four years immolation in college (just when her life blood should run full and free, develop ing muscle, nerves and bone, in the beauty and symmetry of womanhood,) should make the brain disproportionately large and active, at the expense of other organs ? What will it avail when the hour of trial shall come, with a train of morbid sympathies pressing on her physical sys tem and enervating the mind? The curse of Eden is made more intolerable than was intend ed, when the already weakened physical pow ers suddenly fail in the trying emergencies of woman’s existence, and life is the forfeit; or she becomes a weak, delicate nervous, pitiable crea ture, quite incapable of performing the duties of her holy mission on earth, those of the wife and mother. The wise man long since announced the im portant truth “ too much study is a weariness to the flesh ?’ Many a poor college girl has felt the force of it to her heart’s sorrow, not only while engaged in the pursuit of knowledge, but in after years, when a greater demand is made upon her physical powers than she is able to bear. But when we add to books too much con finement from the genial light of heaven, and the pure oxygen of the atmosphere.it becomes intol erable. Yet, as if these inquisitorial implements might not suffice to destroy health and life in every instance, the tyranny of fashion is added to finish what the others might have left of the vigorous muscle and the flowing life blood. We doubt not if the vital statistics of the female sex, taken by classes, could be ascertained in this country, a woful tale of mortality would be told against the higher classes who, between study, confinement and fashion, are immolated on the altar of pride and ambition. ‘She died young,’ is the sad lament made over many a lovely young woman of the present day, who had just begun to fulfil the functions of wife and mother.— ; When will we learn wisdom by the sad history of the past ? 1 Let us imagine Ccelebs in search of a wife, i Two young and beautiful creatures are before f him. The one an impersonation of the intel lectual model, fresh from College, prond of her honors, showing in her bright eye and promi nent forehead as much the effect of close intel i lectual application, as she does the lack of iron i and oxygen in her pale, wan cheek. The other is a village lass, who has nothing but academic honors of which to boast, and these have been extended over a long space of time, interspersed with vacations, whole terms of freedom from books, and an introduction to the mysteries of house-keeping, in all its varied departments. Her mind has been free and untrameled. She [ has rambled the woods, gamboled on the plain, i and ‘ o’er the heath-girt hill.’ Feeling happy and ; unrestrained herself; she has naturally endeav . ored to make all around her happy. The result i has been the production of a model woman, in ■ physical conformation as well as intellectual and ■ moral force. Which of these, think you, our Ccelebs would select for a wife, and to become the mother of his children ? Which has had best developed in her training, the elements for the accomplish ment of her true destiny ? The one has had, perchance, a more thorough intellectual training, but owing to physical disabilities and restraints, lias not been able to appropriate as well as the other the amount of instruction she has received. The one has been pent up in cloisters of learn ing, educated for a school-mistress, it may be, but has turned out a book-worm,a novel reader— a blue stocking. She avows a sovereign contempt for cookery and useful needle-work. In short, she knows nothing but books, and that smatter ingly, it is probable, because the irregularitie' her health lias unfitted her, as they do* 008 * women, for uninterrupted, protracted Rental effort —while the other has been raor ® in the school of nature, the physic- 4 developed to the full perfection of nature's d-^g 11 ) the emo tional predominating over the atellectual, and the moral swaying both ip** s meek subservi ence to the cause of relii* 011 aQ d humanity. Human nature had bee* a chief element in her mental culture. ManV nature, as a science, had been taught her by * discerning father. She had learned that U he a good wife requires an ' education not to >e found in college cloisters and academic shaded; that to make a man happy, it would not be necessary to feed him on poetry, dulcet musiJ or learned disquisitions; that to make him happy she must love him with a warm heart, as woman only can love, cheer him in hours despondency, and return smiles even i for frowns. She must have a clean wardrobe, well-prepared meals, and always in proper time, well regulated servants, and almost above every thing else, a cheerful, happy, obliging disposi tion. These things can only be learned at home; without them home is a desert, and life desola tion—books a pest, wealth a curse, and society a nuisance. So many have found it to their life long sorrow, and thousands more are training for the same sad destiny, fondly dreaming of con nubial bliss in the golden future. A charming English poetess has drawn the picture of a young man breasting the tempta tions and ills of life, begirt with the panoply of his own virtue, sustaining himself and overrun ning all the obstacles that surround him, by in dustry, energy and perseverance; and speaks of him as the beau ideal of all that is beautiful, ex cellent and lovely in human nature. Th:s might be expected of a true woman—a mother. For ourselves, a more lovely and admirable pic ture than even this, is the devoted wife minis tering to a husband, who has fallen from the height of other days, and is now down-trodden in the vale of life, it may be by reason of his own departure from the path pf rectitude, cling ing to him with more devotion because he is for saken by others—or a mother endeavoring to bring back an erring son from the paths of vice and crime. See her pale, wan countenance, as he returns from the midnight revel; hear the anxious prayer for his deliverance; see the bit ter tears over his fallen prospects; hear her gentle words of entreaty —not reproach. Through every lane of life, through the deep scones of crime and infamy she devotedly follows him, and even at a felon's grave she is seen still by his side, vainly striving to wipe away his reproach by bearing it herself. This is our beau ideal of all that is beautiful, lovely and excellent in human nature. E. M. P. [For the Southern Field and Fireside.] ORIGINAL ENIGMA-NO. 3, For the Little Folks at Home. Mr. Editor: —Enclosed von will And an Enigma for Tub Southern Field and Firesides I am composed of surteen letters: My 5, B,ll,l—is condensed smoke. “2,4, 5, 6—is an interjection. “ 18—is a consonant, “ 9, T, B,ls—is lofty. “ 12, 14,10 —is a metal. My whole is one of our Lord's commandments. China Grove, Ga. Laura. Answer next week. ty Answer to Enigma N 0.2: John Caldwell Calhoun. Correct solutions have been received from J. W. R., Richmond Factory, Ga.; “ Anon,” Greensboro', Ga; E. C. 8., Charleston, 8. C.; J. A. 11. T., Macon, Ga; R. M. R., Vincvllle, Ga.; “FarrooC Charleston, S. C.; J. 11. R., Ir winton, Ga; and, thanks for her kind suggestion,) from Fanny, of Washington, Ga The former correspondent will, upon re-investigation' notice that the initials of “8” and “16” are the same; he is correct as to ‘D.” E. A RELIC OF THE REVOLUTION-COL. TABLE TON’S LETTER-TERMS OF CAPITULATION. We have before us a letter, dated May 29th, 1780, in the hand-writing of Col. Tarleton of the British Legion, an officer, at the mention of whose name the whigs of Carolina trembled. It was handed to us by Mr. Robert C. Forsyth, of Columbus, a grand-son of Col. Meigs of the Revolution, and a son of the late John Forsyth, Secretary of State under General Jackson. It contains the terms of capitulation offered by Tarleton to Col. Buford, we presume, just before the defeat of the latter near the Waxhaw settle ments, in South Carolina. CoL Buford had been sent with four hundred troops of the Continen tal Army from Virginia, to assist the whigs in their defence of Charleston. Reaching Camden, he ascertained that Charleston had fallen, and beat a retreat. Tarleton was dispatched by Earl Cornwallis to meet Buford with seven hun dred men. Coming up with him, CoL Tarleton addressed CoL Buford the following letter, which, not being responded to, the former gave battle to the ‘latter, routing his whole force, showing his men no quarters, cutting down the American (lag with his (Tarleton’s) own sword, and playing sad havoc with the American sol diers. This letter is written on a piece of fools cap twelve inches by eight, and in a long, bold hand. It reads thus: May 29th, 1780. Sir:—Resistance being in vain, to prevent the Effusion of Blood, I make offers which never can be repeated. You are uow encompassed by a Corps con sisting of Artillery and Seven hundred Light troops on horseback; half of which number are Cavalry, and Earl Cornwallis is within a short march with some Battalions of British. I warn you of the Temerity of further inimi cal proceedings, especially, when I hold out the following conditions, which are nearly the same adopted by Charles Town. But if any Person of any Denomination at tempts to leave your Army after thi* _ Flag is waived, rest assured, that be the fugitives of any Rank or Dignity, they shall experience hos tile treatment - . ' Ist Art. All officers Prisoners of War, but admitted to allowed to return to their habitations ’tiU exchanged. . 2d Art. All Ofitinental Soldiers to go to Lamprier's Poi*t or any neighboring Post and Remain there Prisoners of War ’till exchanged To be allowed Provisions as good as British Soldiers. . „ , _ 3d. All Militia Soldiers to be permitted to Re turn to their Habitations upon Parole. 4th. All arms. Artillery, Ammunition, Stores, Provisions, Waggons, Horses, Ac., to be faith fully delivered. sth. All Officers to be allowed their Private Baggage and Horso, and to have their sid*-arms Returned. I expect an answer to these ivopositions in half an hour; if they aro Excoe'‘ el b you wul or der every Person under v rjr command to Pile his Arms in one hour; <■* J ou *> no ‘ these Terms, the 810~ 1 Your head. a have the Honor to be Sir, With Proper Respect, Your obt Servt, BAN. TARLETON, L Col’l Comd’t Brit. Leg’n. rnis remarkable document has never, per japs, been published before.—[ Columbus Times. A Retort Direct. —A clergyman from a neighboring town and one of his elderly parish ioners, were walking home from church one icy day last winter, when the old gentleman slipped and fell flat on his back. The minister, looking at him a moment, and being assurred he was not much hurt, said to him: “ Friend, sinners stand on slippery places." The old gentleman looked up, as if to assure himself of the fact, and said, “ I see they do; but I can’t.” mmm- -mm— A Scotchman has trained a couple of mice to turn a reel for twisting twine. The laborers run about ten miles a day, and reel from one hun dred to one hundred and twenty threads. A halfpenny's worth of oatmeal lasts a mouse five weeks ; the clear annual profit on each animal is computed at six shillings. A bronze statue of Handel, ten feet high has just been erected in Halle, in Saxony, his native city. " 179