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COMMUNICATIONS.
For the Crusader.
A Letter from Uncle Dabney.
Prohibition Hill, Ga., May 10, ’57.
Dear Seals: — You see t am yet at Prohibi
tion Hill, though if spared I expect to leave the
ensuing fall-—and this will be one among many
severe trials I have already had in life’s chequered
pathway:
But thanks to a kind Providence I am yet spar
ed, and when an occasion offers and my friends
get up a meeting and invite me, I can yet raise
my voice in favor of Temperance, and against the
withering and ruinous effects of the liquor-traffiic
and the crying sin of drunkenness. In 1832, I
commenced my career as a temperance lecturer,
and in 1847 I entered*upon a larger theatre and
raised my voice ov£r Georgia for six consecutive
years; as to the good that was accomplished in
that time, through my humble instrumentality
I leave to Georgia to award the verdict—my de
votion is unabated, my confidence in the justice
and philanthropy of our Cause remains the same.
Yet if ever there was a time when the united ex
ertions of the friends of temperance should again
concentrate, it is vow. The hydra headed mon
ster again raises his once bruised head and with
jaws surcharged with the blood of thousands of
victims, yells w'ith demoniac fury to a renewed on
slaught, The dying drunkard, murdered wives,
naked, starved and uneducated children, the rising
young men, who should be the hope of our Cause
in all the laudable avocations of life, at the ex
pense of the bleeding hearts of their fond mothers
Rhd doting fathers, burying their parents, hopes
in the environs of the drinking saloons, is now
prevailing to an extent, threatening an utter pros
tration of all that is held dear by the patriot and
Christian. Yes, it is enough to wake the guardi
an angel of the Land of Washington, Franklin
and our patriot fathers whose blood purchased tor
us so goodly a heritage to weep tears of anguish
over the prospective ruin of our country, produced
by intemperance and its concomitant evils. And
who 19 to blame for this state of things ? I an
swer in the first place, politicians will have an
Rwful account to give in that,Great Day! at least
that class, (for there are exceptions,) who are not
only themselves intemperate, but furnishing the
maddening draught to their expected constituents
in electioneering campaigns and “the people will
have it so”—for the remedy is in the hands of the
people, and they will not apply it. Professors of
religion huzza for their respective candidates,
American or Democratic, though liquor by barrels
in the great aggregate in Georgia is pressed into
the service—a majority overwhelming of our leg
islators in 1853 referred to give freemen a chance
to Vote dram-shops or no dram-shops in these re
spective districts corporatory, and how were
they treated ? * * * * And yet I expect
hiany of these Legislators were returned to the
Legislature of 1866, aided by the votes of even
professional temperance men—l talk plain—am
getting old. 4 Uncle Dabney” has no aspirations
for office, not even governor’s, if he had, this letter
Mould rather cut against him.
What shall the true temperance men do who
have never bowed the knee to Baal ? I would
say wake up. Let me say to my old comrades in
arms everywhere wake up.
Let old Divisions, everywhere, rise up, Phce
nixdike and flap their wiDgs and fan to a flame
their expiring embers. Thank God a few spar
tan hands Have stood unshaken and unshakeable,
the enemy’s cannon have not battered down their
citadels, I could name several, such asSutalleo, the
home of our lamented Grisham, whose very name
brings a thrill of mournful associations to the
heart, of his family; temperance men and poor, he
was my friend.
Also, wo have old Oohutta, Glade, our noble
band in old Jefferson, Col umbus I learn is up
ward. Tlie noble Spartan Band of Knights in va
rious places have their amor bright and harness
on. We will not despair. To-day, too, we ex
pect to rise in renewed vigor in Palmetto. O, my
Sons, Sons of Temperance, everywhere in Geor
gia, your Uncle has labored much for you—up
and at the enemy, “pick your Hints and try again.”
Before T close I must give you a description of one
of the most humiliating spectacle lever witnessed :
Yesterday was standing on the platform at Pal
metto when a large box was slid off consigned by
someone or more persons at New nan/directed to
—, a man of Palmetto, (what be may say or
do about it I cannot tell, it was a great” insult,)
in these words: “Pahnettd, right-side up with
care. 11 There were apertures in the box and in
looking in w saw, we .aw a w**n, a poor human
fteing “dead drunk,” O, mercy pity our fallen
lace, a man the son of once doting parents, bis \
learn are respectable, thrust into a lox worse than
hogs, for hogs afe not freighted so, he was sent
< n the freight Hat —thus we saw him perfectly m
fensible, and soT saw him 1 still when'l left for
All classes al>ou’ Palmetto appeared as
tounded Hudi resulted. Why was tte shipped away
from annother. place, as lumber, upon a freight
? Why did not those who made him dead
<B’ ink take care of lrim ‘!
More, anon, aboua my visit to old Jefferson and
other things in my next, “* V : ’ f "* •’?"”■
Truly, “UNCLE DABNEY.”
Mr. J. 11. Seals:— l am well pfeaseds Und
pljjbie flit oftto “‘Crusa^r,”.
if ever liter© was a time for a bold and
ufonft fori temperance it is nowi I believe there
are flijope intoxicating spirits drank now than for
years past; the advocates of this good Cause seem
dispirfited and alarmed, while this old sworn fee
of our nice stalks.abroad, and is ruining the youth
of our favored land; a.few years back and all tem
perate men was formed- into societies, of private
and public order, and truly the cause of oar ene
my suffered loss, and now that we have lost our
zeal, old “Alohy” is strong with tho-thought of re
cent defeat, has doubled his hellish effort, and to
day victory is claimed by his- seductive rabble,-
We have tried “moral suasion” until forbearance
is no longer a virtue; to my mind there is but
one alternative left us, i. e : an appeal to the
strong arm of the Law. Some , professed friends
of temperance are afraid to hazard the interests of
so great a cause to such uncertain probabilities of a
final issue. In the name of.huinanity, what could
it bring about more disastrous than the present
state of things? lam aware that the passage of
such Law by our Legislature would start abash
some of the boasted lovers of “liberty,” and they
would be followed by a set of puny yelpers who are
always willing to whine on any slimy trail that
they suppose will lead to office. But, what is ottr
country to dread from such meroenary opposition ?
One stubborn fact stands forth in bold relief, viz.:
Our happy country never was, is not, nor ever will
be saved by the enemies of so good a Cause as
temperance.
Our rights are trampled under foot; the sober,
industrious portion has to be taxed to support our
government, while the vagabond sot prowls around
to decoy the youth; it is not enough (hat we pay
tho prosecutions gotten up by (he hellish traffic,
but our sons must be led away, by these devoted
enemies, to God and man, viz.: liquor-dealers—of
all characters a liquor dealer is the most loathsome,
detestable and abominable wretch that was ever
permitted to live, rod disgrace decent society.—
There is no reasonable apology for the traffic—l
hold it a logical tenet, that it is at war with every
good institution--—religion droops and mourns over
it, she has lost some of her brightest ornaments.
Republicanism shakes like a shoreless fabric—the
very debates of our national councils is stained
with this monster evil—Oh! it has whirled its
awful storm upon onr peaceful homes by sending
the father or son reeling home under its beastly
influence and loathsome emell y it has written its
fearful hieroglyphics on our moral horizon from
Maine to California, and shall we stand hv as si
lent spectators of this awful wreck of human in
terests, and time-honored Institutions ? Who in
the name of High- Ileauen, ‘who are we to dread ?
a set of abandoned drunkards and venal spirit
mongers, and a few that may sympathize with
them. I had rather w tnoss a revolution, than
endure what present prospects indicate—an an
archy is preferable to a government controled by
a whisky loviDg populate.
My soul is stired to the bottom, and my heart
sickens at the thought of this unrestrained vice.
Eternal Spirit, devise some means to wipe this
dreadful evil from the fair escutcheon of our reli
gious and political institutions,
, J. M. DORSEY.
lagT’The following are the adumbrations of trav
el from our good old friend Reuben Dawson, (the
dish washer) in his wild wanderings. He has become
an extensive traveler, and always furnishes us with
tho “dots” of bis journeyings.— Ed. Crus.
Ockan Pond, May 2nd, 1857.
Mr. Editor;— Having to accompany two de
tachments of Agriculturists from Georgia and Al
abama, to examine the lauds on the Southern lim
its of Georgia, with that portion of Florida which
marks its margin, affonhs me an opportunity of
throwing you the contents of our Lag Bank. -
We do not consult our vocabulary for any liter
ary embelishment of phraseology, as we record
from, through woo, ibis will suffice our appology,
for we intend to be laconic. It was the 21st of
April, that the first company from Greene filed
into line, with an equipage of wagons, buggies,
ifcc., to commence their journey to meet No. two
from Alabama, in or about Chehaw old Town on
the Muekald. In approaching the waters of Shoul
der Bone one of our wagons broke down, but
every man being either a blacksmith or wheel
right (at least in imagination,) soon repaird the
damage, and we rolled on, as night brought us
up in a tempest of wind at the beautiful lniconda
of Cal M. G. Harris, who whs not at home, Inuring
no one bettor qualified to administer the hospitali
ty than Mrs. U. and Peterson, who served them to
our perfect satisfaction—the garden and yard re
ceived our admiration, as we had seen nothing to
compare, since our travels in Peru, nothing at
tracted our attenrion worthy of notice, more than
the iinmenco wheat fields which extended to
Sumpter nn either side of our line of travel—
what a biscuit time for children! On Saturday night
the two companies met at our worthy friends hu
conda Dr. Rogers the appointed place of rendezvou.
Here the welcom ring was made long and loud,
until our mule temperance blew her horn, this
was a mery time among our hoys. Brother Mat,
brother, friend Mat, friend, and the long past with
its youthful incident* and pleasure sparkled like
old heidsick over mind and heart, as we all drank
in deep from pleasures bowl. Having received the
Doctor’s hospitalities, which we shall never forget,
(as lie provisioned our company) bid him adieu
hoping the recovery of his kind and amiable lady
with a Jong and prosjierotis future, resumed our
travel. On Monday night near the waters of Su
wanee, we held court and elected our friend Travis
Judge, this was rich. The object of the meeting
being explained, the following corhmitties were
appointed.
On Cooking. Teams. Water. Dish Washers ,
Richard, William, Dr Ben, Ife-on.
Travis, Warren, Wink, Reuben,
Jones, Lorenzo, %
John Peter
The thorough knowledge the Judge had of his
men, gave Ibson and myself an excellent appoint
ment, we never before knew our capacity. To as
sist us in this duty we pressed hi service Dr. Ben’s
PHnter Jack, lie licks the plates while We wipe
and wash, in this arrangeroet we avoid much
trouble. ***■ *- •
fir relation to lands, none so far pleased Us as
those in Sumpter, Lee,[Baker, lAiwndes and Thom
as—the two dost need the energies of the Middle
Georgia planter* to develOpe their good lands.
There is to be found a red and yellow ocre clay, 1
with good water running through a long strata of
‘mixed lime to the WithTecoocbee. A round Troup
mmumww*™” “ n ona -ris a ntisiK>-,
• i .©r,).s ite surface ebvefean area of about fifteen
hundred acres. If you wish water and will sink
your jug eighteen or tween ; .y feet, you may obtain
as g. a>d water as you may wish to drink, whilst
at its- surface unfit for use, This is the way uuj
c-nipaiiy did. Sixty-jive feet is its plain depth.
Alligators anil (die finest fisTUarer its inhabitants.
Mullet, Brim and Trout,-we caught many. Our
travel slops here, we enter Florida in the morn
ing and then 1 will have belted the entire State
on either side. R. J. I).
For the Crttsmler.
On the Death of Mrs. Terrel.
{Formerly Miss Burney of Madison.)
™ BY MISS C. W. BARBER.,
” . Jlow frail a thing is human life I
; We hourly weep the dead;
The earth rings hollow from bctieath,
It echoes to our tread.
Another victim—Mighty Death-
Hath .fallen ’neath thy sway,
She was a being full of life—-
A creature glad, as gay.
It seems forsooth, but yesterday,
I saw her ’mid her class,*
With modest inein, and down-cast eye—
All praised her as si* pass’d—
Soon afterwards I looked again,
And he was by her side
Who shareth now her slumber deep;
She stood a joyful bride.
It seems forsooth, but yesterday,
Yet, all her life is told ;
She will not feel Time’s palsying touch,
She cannot now grow old.
In brighter realms —in sunnier boweTS
Ohl lives she not, for aye?
If so it was a blessed privelege
To early pass away.
* Miss Burney was among tha earliest graduates of the Madi
son Female College.
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lk Ccnipcranrf C-rusator.
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Letter
We take great pleasure in laying before
our readers a capital communication fr< m our es
teemed friend and new acquaintenoe, J. M. Dorsey,
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u>. mi. pi ; .r •. • .
Volcanoe:—
We see it going the rounds that a vol
canic eruption has broken out in Walker County,
twelve miles from LaFayette. The crater, it is said,
is a hundred yards in diameter, flames of smoke is
suing continually; the people in the Valley are
terribly frightened, and are moving out We are
disposed to place but little credence to this report,
as we have near friends living in LaFayette from
w hom recent communications have been received
and nothing was said as to the Yolcanoe.
Theological School:—
The Southern Baptist—
Convention which assembled in Louisville Ky., de
cided upon establishing a Southern Central Theolo
gical School, of the highest grade. South Carolina,
having made a very liberal offer, ($100,000) to have
it in that State, the committee recommended the ac
ceptance of the proposition, and after an interesting
discussion upon the subject, the report was adopted,
and Greenville, S. 0., is the point at which it is to
be located. We arc truly sorry that Georgia was
not fortunate enough to be the choice of the Con
vention, and Penfield the location.
Mrs. Ward.
It is a source of no little pleasure-to His to be able
to state that wo were in error when.we published
that the Mrs Ward, who was so brutally massacred,
in Ohio, was the .daughter of Wm. Peak, Esq., of
Cedar Town, in this State. The manner in which
that information reached us, was of such a nature
as to preclude in our own mind the possibility of a
doubt as to the person, hut we wire mistaken and
are truly proud to find it so, for the lady in question
is an old acquaintance, and no report ever harrowed
our as much. The fallowing is from the
Rome Courier:
We received a letter from Win, Peek, Ekj., of
Cedar Town, Gu. informing us that the AJrs. Ward,
the circumstances of whO"C brutal murder were
developed in an article oo{pied in our'last weak s is
sue froth the Temperance Crttsadei', was not his
daughter, as was supposed—-that she had never liv
ed )n Ohio, and that, a letter had recently been re
ceived from her, stating that she was at this time in
“good heaith.” We at e very much gratified to learn
that all fears, that this ’ unfortunate lady was the
d*njj;hter of Win. Peek, we without foundation. In
justice to Mr. Peek and his family, jwe cheerfully
make these statements,
‘*%*- VA “ Celebrated its anni
versary on the 22d inst.* and the occasion was truly
interesting. The annual return of that day fills the
hosom of every true Phi Delta with buoyant feel
ings. Mr. Rufus E. Lester, was the speaker of the
day, Mr. Murrow chaplain, and Mr. J. Sharpe stand
ard bearer. The clever and talented young Orator
chose for his theme ‘‘laudable ambition,” which he
discussed in a popular style, showing first its in
fluence in a variety of ways upon, individuals, and
then upon the masses. The speech was very well
written and delivered in a dignified and attracting
manner. Rufus did credit to himself and the Society
which he represented.
. ■•
Hon. Alex- H. Stephens.
If there be a report that Mr. Stephens designs
retiring from public life, we hope it is untrue ; for
we should regret seeing him retire from the position
which he has so long filled with honor and useful
ness to the country. All parties and classes unite
in according to him great ability, and influence in
the National Councils, and not only Democrats but
Know-Nothings, Whigs and Americans all, would
n-gret to see his post vacant in the House Os Con
gress. Ho is a favorite son of Georgia, has been
of great service to the State, arid politics laid aside,
the whole State would olject to seeing him fail to
return at the next session.
Col. R. B. Hubbard, of Texas t
We learn from the Texas Tyler Reporter , that
our esteemed and talented college mate of former
days, has been appointed by the President, U. S.
Attorney for the Western District of Texas, lie is
out in an excellent and spirited letter to his constit
uents, withdrawing his name as a candidate for the
Legislature, consequent upon his acceptance of the
post of honor tendered him by the President. Let
us congratulate you friend Richard; it will be grat
ifying to your numerous friends in Georgia, particu
larly your college friends scattered throughout the
State, to learn of the position you are assuming in
the legal bar of the West.
■ .
J. M. Dyson:—
We are truly sorry to see in the last issue of the
Southern Enterprise , the Valadictory of friend Dy
son, relinquishing the Editorial chair of that paper.
He retires with the view of practicing law. Bad
exchange friend Jno!—your taste, talent, and dis
position are admirably adapted to the Editorial chair
—far more so, we presume to say, than to the law.
—
“Uncle Dabney:”
Gives us a most stirring and
feeling letter, in this issue, and we call the attention
of every temperance man particularly to it, —read
it, and hearken to its appeal. It is a bugle-blast
to the drowsy, sluggard spirits of temperance men
throughout the State, and we would have its rousing
echo to ring amid the low Savannas, highlands, and
mountain, fas* nesses of rum-cursed Georgia.
P. B.—-Since the above has been in type, we have
received another letter from Uncle Dabney, statin*.’
that, old Flewellen Division in Palmetto has again
been Organized and is now itt full armor. On Sat
urday the 2 inst., he addressed a large crowd in
Louisville, and received 44 names to otlr cold water
pledge, and left them to organize under any name
they might deem proper. We see in 4he Newnan
papers that Uncle D. will address the pcoble of Cow
eta in Newnan, on Saturday the 30th inst,
A Good Sermon.—
We had the privilege on last
Sabbath ofhearing, from our Rev. Prof. Tucker, the
ablest, clearest and most pointed discourse, upon
the doctrine of Justification by Faith, that we have
ever heard upon any vexed Biblical question. He
happily and touchingly intioduced his subject by re
ferring to a dying young man in our midst, whose
ideas of the plan of Salvation were not dear, and
who was greatly disturbed in mind about his condi
tion. He (the minister) stood beside that death-bed
and was called upon to administer consolation to the
departing spirit, when he turned to the Bible and
simply read to the young man, “By Faith shall )e
be justified without the deeds of the Law’.” He
chose this ns the theme of his first discourse after
the scene mentioned, and prefaced his sermon with
the remark, that he intended now to preach and ex
pound it to a dying congregation when they had time to
listen and were not mentally nor physically disabled
b} disease to receive it, and if they were upon their
dying beds he would not say anything more impor
tant nor more feelingly than what he was about to
say then. His exposition of that passage of Scrip
ture was Strikingly interesting. He adduced all
the most prominent objections, stating them in the
strongest possible language, and responded to them
with arguments satisfactorrily confuting, and intro*
dueed some of the happiest illustrations. No
discourse which we have ever heard is better
qualified to remove thousands of false and absurd
notions entertained by Baptists, christains, and the
irreligious everywhere, upon the subject of repent
ance, and the merritorious efficacy of faith. The ser
mon was received with great satisfaction by the en
tire congregationwish it could be preached to
every community.
Reorganize.
The people in many and various portions of the
State are agitating the suhject of a return to the
old original form of Temperance fraternities, such
as the Washingtonians. We say go ahead, for there
is noefflcacy whatever in the name applied to Tem
perance societies, —no good is accomplished by the
appellation, but it all results from the conduct of
the individual members, and from the ministrations
of the Order. The Sons of Temperance is a good
and glorious organization, and its fruits will b*b
seen hundreds of years yet to come ; but secrecy is
not nor never has been any advantage to Temper
ance societies; where one lives, flourishes, and
prospers, two languor and die, and net a few perish
through the aversion of the masses to secret socie
ties. But where Divisions, Lodges &c., prosper, let
them still go on in their good work, but at the same
time let us stretch a protecting canvass in the clear
and open atmostphero and invite all classes to re
nounce their allegience so alcohol, and gather under
its folds. Let us all, relying upon tho wisdom in
that good old moral that “in union there is strength,”
unite ourselves in one great, determined, soldie
ry ; let us reassemble onr scattered and broken for
ces at Salamis, and we shall yet confuse the Persian
millions of the old Enemy. These movements
among the people portend good results, and our
faith in the final triumph of our cause grows strong.
There is a bright Star set in the heavens which,
speaks of hope, and a low muttering among the
masses, gathering the power of a resistless storm.
Press on, valiant friends, for cheering streaks of the
day-dawn of a better period breaks upon the sight
in the gloomy horizon of our cause.
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fßF*“Drinking is not condemned by my churoh,”
said our friend. Admitted. Has not One said “there
is a path even through the church, which leads to
hefir ;; r - 1 **• /■ ~V.’ 1
*‘ln Tunis, as in many eastern countries, fat wo
men only are deemed beautiful. When a girl is be
trothed, she is cooped up and literally fattened for
the matrimonial market till she attains the requisite
degree ot pluinptitude. About two hundred weight
is considered a fair average, but a girl who can pull
twin hundred and fifty on the scales is a perfeet
Venus.”
Great-horn-spoons! Deliver us, deliver us, de
liver us. The idea of a sUill-fed woman until she
weighs two hundred and fifty pounds for matri
mony 1 What think you of it little man? If she
can pull that pinch troy on the scales, how much
calico do you suppose she would have to pall- on to
hide her delicate little frame ? Oh, nay! the idea
of being coupled with that amount of greasy female
• mortality ’ makes us feint} ,and our pocket instanter
is techcd with the gripest.
‘‘A perfect Venus,” indeed; Think of a “two hun
dred and fifty pound Venus, emerging from the
froth of the sea, and being borne by the zephyrs
to the arms of Jupiter and Themis. Imagine flow
ers blooming beneath the foot-fall of 250 pounds
ofVenus flesh, and the rosy Hours dressing her in
divine attire; think of Venus (250 pounds,) scram
bling with'Juno and Minerva, for the golden apple
which the enraged goddess threw into the marriage
assembly of Pcleus and the sea-nymph, “for the fair
est” written upon it, or imagine doves pulling a 250
pound Venus in an ivory chariot through the heav
ens, or if you please think of her being borne through
the ocean in a shell, while cupids, nereids, and dol
phins sported around her-0 what an outrage to think
of a Tunis gal of two hundred and fifty pounds, be
ing compared to the beaut : ful Sylph-like, goddess of
love who passed through these mazes. Immaculate
conception! JuTonans! Hale Kerlumby !0, dear!
0, dear!
Don’t Attempt Poetry—Hease Don’t.
‘‘He fagotted his notions as they fell,
And if they rhymed and rattled all was well.”
The flood of feeble, sickly and insipid metre which
pours into this office, from Byronical coxcombs, and
wonderfully rhymic females “plagued with an itch
ing leprosy” of veis £ ‘, is nearly inundating. It seems
that the only ambition which tn > lorn fledglings of the ’
song-feather cultivate, is, to have the last word of
two lines in succession harmoniously jingle; and to
accomplish that cl max, the kind’s grammar, poetic
license, fastalian fountains, the loftiest Helicon, most
winged Pegastw, and the heights of jHyraettus are
outraged, polluted, and most unmercifully, and ir
revercntially dessecrated. Their plumed muses make
desperate efforts for a lofty ‘“soar away,” but to pre
serve th ejirfgle they are generally affected with a
v uican-lameness in the leg; one pcs rests upon the em
pyrean, and the other descends into the most horrid
bathos, inflicting upon the reader the worst Delia
Ci uscan hysteria. 0, shades of Hilly B ron, Thomas
Moore, liosseau, and Ko‘zbue, thou wert eclipsed
by the brilliant corruscatio. sos poetical gmius, pro
created by the literary incubation of the niiitee.ith
century.
With a bosom overflowing with lackadaisical sen
timentalism, and eyes flooded with croekadile tears
produced by a thousand spring halt verses, we im
plore relief from this deluge of song. Our contem
porary, the Chief, makes the following remarks upon
communications which we appropriate to our cause:
P. S. Confidential. —“ Please correct mistakes,”
is appended to tw o-thirds of the communications we
aro asked to publish.
Now, see here: We havn’t time to correct our
own mistakes, a’ and our manuscript goes to the com
positor without ever reading it ourselves. It is a
great mistake as concerns the editing of this paper—
that editors have but little to do. Only those who
have performed it, know the wearing and perplexing
task of re-writing carelessly wrtten correspondence.
Many a good thought is thus given to the flames.
Now, about, poetry: Don’t attempt to write it, un
less born a poet. Rhyme is not poetry. There is a
flood of poetry in newspap- rdom, but precious little
of it is worth the ink used in its publication. If
there is a thought in the head, put it in honest Sax
on prose. If we want poor poetry, we are bold to
say that we can write just as poor doggerel as any
body, and yet our own Pegasus is as far from be
ing a “blooded animal” as a spring-halt mule from
being an Arabian courser.
Never Marry for Money,
N” grins have I, de*r girl, to oftrr|
- No pearls to dtick thy silkt n Imir;
No stores of gold in secret coffer J
No 1 Tdly halls for tiiee to share;
But ye* I tio not fear to woo tbeei
Dear Mary, lovely as tlioa art,
Though I have nought with Whi>-h to she theS,
Except a fond and dot ng heart, •
Ah, there’s an honest heart ! one to be relied
upon, and far more trust-worthy, than the gold-gilt
confessions, posies, love-knots,anagrams, and all the
insincere cant, of those brainless jolt-heads of
society, whose only recommendation is money.—
The woman of sense, says, give me the man of
strong mind, and industrious habits, with a warm,
confiding heart, that can reciprocate affection, and
I ask no more. Hoarded treasures, glittering pomp,
and resplendent | ageants, fail to dazzle and allure
her well-balanced mind, for she knows full well
that gold ne’er yet purchased heaven above, nor
happiness below. Yes, “a fond and doting heart”
is more than a coronet, or glittering diadem; it is a
pillow of softness for the cheek burning with tears
and the touch of pain; it is a flower seclusion into
which the tnind, weary with sadness, may receive a
caress of constant joy; it is the fountain-source of
Giiead-balm for the bruised and wounded hearts of
this world. Let none but doting hearts ever unite,
though neither may boast of riches. Byron said,
“the working classes who can maintain their fami
lies are the happiest body of men.” Another pop
ular author says: “I have no propensity to envy
anyone, least of all the rich and great; but if I
wore disposed to this weakness, the subject of my
envy would be a healthy young man, in full posses
sion of his health and faculties, going forth in a
morning to work for his wife and children, or bring
ing them home his wages at night.”
Money is not objectionable , when either of the
parties are so fortunate as to possess it, but it should
not be the ‘■'•great moral qualification ” in a suit, as
it is now considered ; none but the mind of God can
conceive of the splendid misery which wealth has
enta'led upon the human family by unhappy mar
riages. Many a proud intellect has been obscurated
and shattered like that of the youthful Shelly, who
in the passion of the moment, and by the glare of
false lights united with an uncongenial spirit, be
came disgusted in a month, worked the wretched
ness of two beings and closed the scene in suicide.
Could we but ken the hearts of many, many young
couples, older ones too, we Wonld there find wretch
ed di-content, rankling in malignity, and see the
long suppressed sigh for the days of “Lang Syne”
when they were happy in single blessedness.
Poverty is honorable, and though the faithful
lover may have no pearls with which to “deck
the silken hair of hit bride,” she possesses within,
, a jewel brighter than carcaupts of orient gems, and,
“More brilliant than the S'a-glaaa glittering o’er
Tbe hills of crystal on the OaaptaS shore,”
ft kwrt capable of loving, and ready at all times to
•’;V . imUtL ‘
bless and welcome him to its/embrace. She
ses a bosom wanned with that pure and holy love,
which converts earth into a short-lived paradise,—
w hich elevates our natures, and refines our genius,
—that love which taught Virgil to charm, and from
which Theocritus on the plain® of Enna learned the
wild sweetness of his Doric Strains.; .What is more
heavenly in its nature than that confiding heart
which remains faithful and true in the hours of ad
versity? It is a warm Eden-home for the soul of
man amid the chilly blasts of earth —it is a fresh
and flagrant rose-bower, sweet'y blooming upon
Hecla’s brow. And yet, it is said that the female
heart which truly loves will still cling to the object
of its cart-esses amid changes and misfortunes, or
even in wretched poverty.
“She, thy mate, when coldest blows the storm
Clings the most fondly so thy guardian form,
Even as thy tapev gives intensest light, *
When o'er thy UowU roof darkest falls the night,”
Is not he who has been so fortunate as to fted
such a being supremely blessed? Ah, yes indeed,
he might well exeiaim,
“She Is mine own;
And Ia 9 rich In having each a Jewel
As twehly teas, If all their sands were pear!
The water nectar, and the rocks pure go ! d.”
Death is Inexorable.
Fpring hath its music and its bloom,
And inorn it* glorious light,
But still a Shadow from the tomb,
A sadness and a blight,
Are ever on ea-th’s loveliest things;
The breath of change is there,
And Death's dusky shadow flinga
O’er all that’s loved and fair.
It is appointed unto man once to die, and that
death no human being can ever forego; its iron rule
is terrible, and all—the rich and the poor, the proud
and the humble, the good and wicked are alike sub
jects of its inexorable reign. Spring comes at its
allotted time, and clothes nature in “living green,”
decks her in sweetly scented flowers, and fills her
bowers with swelling volumes of choral symphonies
from the swret little birds. Every living thing, is
animated with feelings of praise, and awakened to
newness of life, but amid all this gushing joy the
lametations of stricken hearts are heard. The fun
eral knell, and solemn death-march to the grave,
jars in the cheerful diapason of nature. Hourly
some dear friend, relative or acquaintance is sum
moned from earth to eternity, reminding us of our
own mortality,'‘and the uncertainty of life. How
often recently, has the cold damp earth in our little
Cemetery opened to receive the victims of death ?
And to make the scene more sad, this dread messen
ger has within & few weeks invaded, for the third
time one and the same happy home-circle. A de
voted mother, sisters and brothers followed the chilly
form of a sweet, amiable and blooming sister, around
whom clung the tenderest and warmest affections,
to the lone grave-yard, and sank her in the cold
earth from their fond embrace. The tear-drop
had not dried upon their cheeks when an humblfr
healthy servant boy, in the pride of ripening man
hood, was ushered from their circle into the pres
ence chamber of his God. And scarce had the hol
low, rumbling sound of the dirt falling upon his cof
fin died from the car, when for the third time that
afflicted family is called upon to deliver Up another
of its loved members. They follow the lifeleSa
body of a son and dear brother to the same lonely
resting place. Who hath not a tear of sympaty to
shed over such afflicting dispensations? But there
is no power on earth that can heal the wound, yet
it is a source of consolation to that family to be able
to lift up their voices to God and say “thy will be
done;” “the Lord giveth and the Lord hath taken
away, blessed be the name of the Lord.”
Human life is but a chequeied scene with joy and
grief presiding alternately, wo know not wbat we
are nor what we may be.
“The eternal surge
Os time and tide rolls on, and bears afar
Our bubbles; as the olil burst, new emerge
Lashed from the foam of ages ; while the grave*
Os empires heave but like some passing waves.”
The dark valley of the shadow of death must bo
trod by all mankind. The narrow charnel-house is
to bo our last receptacle,
“Like pilgrims to the appointed place we tend.
The worhi’a an inn, and death's the Journej’s end.”
Are we prepared! The amiable and gifted Jane
Taylor, the last time she took up her pen—it was on
the day preceding ber death—wrote as follows r
“0, my dear friends, if you knew what thoughts
I have now, you would see as I do, that the whole
business of life is preparing for death.” How much
time is spent in preparing to live! How little in
preparing to die! One who had lived more than
fifty years, said, us the hand of death waa upon him,
“1 have all tny days been getting ready to live,
and ttow I must die/’ “The whole business of
life is to prepare for death.” Thousands of death
beds—death-beds cf rejoicing and death-beds of
despair—have borne witness to this truth. The
reader will bear witness to it perhaps at an early
day. In view of this truth, this very day shonld be
spent in preparing to die. Our chief attention should
this day be given to things which shall prepare us
for the closing day of life. In the same way should
all our coming and iys be spent. Such a course would
not render life a dreary waste. Far from it. That
man best enjoys life who is best prepared to leave it,
It is a mournful thought, that in all probability,
some reader of these lines will meet death without
being prepared for its dread realities.
The Print of our Paper.
No one likes a clear, and neatly printed paper
more than we do, but ours has been miserably and
most shabily done for the las twelve or fourteen
months We have fretted and swelled about it, until
we are almost grey, and our once smooth and pleas
ant temper is changed into a cross-grained, caustic,
captious, churlish, crusty, crabbed, intractable, pert,
petulcnt, perverse, restiff, sulky, surly, snarling and
spleenish one. It has all been through tho carelessness
of printers , as we have just found out, and it will
henceforth be remedied. We have one among the
best steam power presses in this State, have ordered
a lot of bettor ink than we have been using, (ink
merchants have badly imposed upon us,) and at
the end of the year wo shall order new Type, when
we will issue a journal as nicely printed as any.
A patron in Sparta takes us off nicely upon this
subject in the following manner: • ,
-SrARTA, April 20th, 1857.
Mu. Jno Sbai.s. — Sir. —l have been a subscriber
to your paper since you took charge of it, and regret
to say that I find tho print of the same getting worse
weekly. In fact it has become so bad of late that
few of your subscribers have eyes good enough to
read it Now sir if there is not a great and speedy
improvement in the appearance of your paper you
will certainly lose many of your subscribers, not
only here but elsewhere, aud what is worse it can
do no good, as most of your matter is so dimly
printed, that not even a temperance man can read
it, much less one with “a drop in his eye.” Some
of your subscribers bore speak of imitating your
friend Col. Bonner, by asking you to send your
paper blank. The Col. however, thinks it burns
better for having the Ink on it as he pretends to sup
pose ur says he knows it is made principally of
“Peach Brandy and a little honey” with the addi
tion of soot to give color to the .ink. The truth is*
you must u-end jour ways are lost
Yes, that clever hearted, generous old iqo), Gol.