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JOHN H. SEALS,
EDITOR & PROPRIETOR.
NEW SERIES, VOL. 11.
WMPIMM CRUSADER.
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LEGAL ADVERTISEMENTS.
Sale of Land or Negroes, by Administrators,
Executors, and Guardians, per square,
Sale of Personal Property, by Administrators,
Executors, and Guardians, per square,... 825
Notice to Debtors and Creditors,. - - 8 25
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Citation for Letters of Administration, 2 76
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anship, 8 25
LEGAL REQUIREMENTS.
Sales of Land and Negroes, by Administrators,
Executors, or Guardians, are required by law to be
hold on the first Tuesday in the month, between the
hours of ten in the forenoon and three in the after
noon, at the Court House in the County in which the
property is situate. Notices of these sales must be
given i o a public gazette forty days previous to the
day of sale.
Notices for the sale of Personal Property must be
given at least ten days previous to the day of sale.
Notice to Debtors and Creditors of an Estate must
be published forty days.
Notice that application will be made to the Court
of Ordinary for leave to sell Land or Negroes, must
be published weekly for two months.
Citations for Letters of Administration must be
published, thirty days —for Dismission from Admin
istration, monthly, six months —for Dismission from
G uardianship, days.
Rules for Foreclosure of Mortgage must be pub
lished monthly for four months —for compelling titles
from Executors or Administrators, where a bond has
been given by the deceased, the full space of three
months.
will always be continued accord
ing to these, the legal requirements, unless otherwise
ordered.
DIRECTORY.
Ois. Massey Sc Harris, thankful for the
patronage enjoyed by them the past year, respect
fully announce that they continue to give their un
divided attention to the practice of Medicine in its
various branches. Office —Main-street, Penfield, Ga.
Jan. 12 ly 1
Never Failing Amforotypes.—The sub
scriber is prepared to take Ambrotypes which will
compare with any in the country, He is now in
Penfield, and will remain until the 15th of February.
Notice will be given whenever a change of place is
made, R. M. FOSTER.
Jan. 15 46
W. KING Sc SONS,
Factors A Commission Merchants, and For
warding Agents.
SAVANNAH, GEORGIA.
W. KINO, SR. | MCL. KING. | W. KING, JR.
Nov. 22, 1856. 46
WNI. SEABKOOR LAWTON,
(1200,000 Cash Advances on Produce.)
UPLAND AND SEA ISLAND COTTON, FLOUR AND GRAIN
ACT O R
FOR WARDING & COMMISSION MERCHANT,
No 36, East Bay, Charleston, S. C.
Feb. 19 8
D. 11. SANDERS,
A TT ORN E Y A T LA W }
ALBANY, GEORGIA,
Will practice in the counties of Dougherty, Sumter,
Lee, Randolph, Calhoun, Early, Baker,
Decatur and Worth.
Jan. 1 ly 1
WHIT G. JOHNSON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Augusta, Ga.
WILL promptly attend to all business entrusted
to his professional management in Richmond and the
adjoining counties. Office on Mclntosh Street, three
doors below Constitutionalist office.
Reference —Thos. R. R. Cobb, Athens, Ga.
June 14-ly
JAMES BROWN.
•f .TT © RJVE IT Ji T I* Ji
FANCY HILL, MURRY CO., GA.
April 30th, 1857.
ROGER L. WHIGHAM,
ATTORNEY AT LAW ,
Louisville , Jejfeiton co., Ga.
-WILL give prompt attention to any business en
trusted to his care, in the following counties:
Jefferson, Burke, Richmond, Columbia,
Warren, Washington, Emanuel,
Montgomery, Tatnall and
- Scriven.
April 20, 1856.—tl
LEONARD T. DOYAL,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
McDonough, henry co ., ga.
W.ill practice Law in the following counties, to-wit:
Henry, Spaulding, Butts, Newton, Fayette, Fulton,
DeKalb, Pike and Monroe. Feb 2—A
11. TANARUS, PERKINS,
A TTO RN E Y 4 T LA W,
GREENESBORO’, GEORGIA,
Will practice in the counties of Greene, Morgan,
Putnam, Oglethorpe, Taliaferro, Hancock,
Wilkes and Warren.
Feb. 12 ly 7
POETRY.
JT-or tbs Cruiadar.
THE MAIDENS VOW,
BY MART BRYAN.
“A maiden’s vows” old Bertram spoke
“Are lightly made, are lightly broke.”
Campbell.
They stood ’neath the summer starlight dim
Those lovers young and fair—
And the breeze kissed softly her fore head white,
And toyed with her loosened hair,
(While the night Jessamine's fragrant breath
From its waxen bells was borne,
As from fairy urns, whose incense rare
Is reserved for night alone.)
Her soft hand thrilled in her lover’s clasp
And her beautiful eyes drooped low,
While the shadows of starlight veiled the blush
That mantled her cheek and brow.
For he whispered to her the sweetest tale,
Yet the oldest ‘neath the skies,
The story told to our mother Eve,
In the bowers of Paradise.
Then she threw back the cloud of tresses bright
And she raised her forehead fair,
And her dark eyes shone through the shadowy
And her voice came low yet clear. [gloom
“Os all the orbs, that light yon sky,
There’s only one that’s true;
That changeless star shall an emblem be
Os my deathless love for you.
“When the polar star shall light no more
Its beacon fire above,
Then trust me deareta-not till then
Shall fail my constant love.”
********
One year has flown with noiseless wing,
And again ’Us Summer time
And the sea-breeze in the Jasemine boughs
Is murmuring its olden rhyme.
And the Planets burn like living gems
On the haughty brow of night,
And the changeless Polar star glows there
With its steady constant light l
But where are the vows, the dark-eyed girl
To her lover plighted here ?
Alas for truth and for constancy,
They have flown with the fleeting year!
She knows the worth of her beauty now
And smiles the past to recall,
And she passes him with the cold, bright glance,
That she now bestows on all.
There is conscious power in her haughty tread,
And pride in her flashing eye,
But think you her heart beats lightly new,
As beneath that star-lit sky ?
Thomasville, Ga, ;
For the Crusader.
TWILIGHT MUSHYGS.
O’er the valley and the mountain !
Steal the sleeping seades of night;
And there comith with the darkness,
Many a thought of past delight t
O’er my soul a cloud of sadness
Resteth with a ceaseless power,
Yet to me there’s something lovely
In the solemn twilight hour !
Stars are faintly shining e’er me
Like the hopes of coming years;
While the world is dark before me,
And mine eyes are dimmed with tears.
I am thinking of the morrow,
Asa wanderer thinks of home ;
Waiting on thro’ hours of sorrow,
Till the warning light shall come!
Sutallee, Ga. Nov. 14th, 1857 H
For the Crusader.
A few Thoughts on “Institutions.”
Mr. Editor :—I have just been thinking that
the most permanent institutions of the day, are
those which are chartered by government, and
fostered and patronized by wise Legislators, who
are kept in power by a free, a happy, and a patri
otic people! When I look around mo I see
churches declining, and “the love of maay wax
ing cold.” I see institutions of learning struggling
for an existence; I see temperance sodtios “grow
ing small by degrees, and beautifully lessl hear
of banks suspending ; and I see “Ichabod,” writ
ten upon all things earthly, except the doggeria 1
They “still live,” and “flourish in immortal youth
Unhurt amid the war of elements,
Tne wreck of matter, and the crush I —of crocke
ry-ware and noses ! Well be it se; for pope
says :
“All discord is harmony not understood;
All partial evil’s universal good!”
when Snakespear remarked,
“There is a tide in the affairs of mem,
While taken at its flood, leads onto fortune’
Wonder if he did’nt have refference to the tide of
liquor, which Is at this time swolen into a mighty
flood ? If so, now is the time to stop in. Qye
hungry one-horse politicians, for the times are pro
pitious ! Straddle a barrel, and it will carry you
safely into port ! The country’s extremity is your
opportunity ! But bear iu mind, that if all men
were sober and honest, you qould*nt make the
trip ! I tell you Mr. Editor, Temperance 1b at a
low ebb ip cherokee, and, no doubt many a scamp
will rejoice to hear it; but there are men here yet
who are true to their principles, and abominate
the liquor trafic, and who are ever ready to
PENFIELD, GA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 3, 1857.
“Strike for their altars and their fires,
Ged and their native land!”
A member of Sutallee Division returned, the
other day, a a “dog to his vomiC and as a “sow
to his wallowing in the mire,” and on being ask
ed what made him take to drink again, he replied
that “it waa so good he could’at help it! O
ü ßuckeye ! O Oxvomit /”
The reason why I cannot tell,
Bat drunkards love you mighty well!
Jt used to be said that “oxvomit’ 1 would’nt kill
aay, except such animals as were born blind , but
experience proves that it will also slay those who,
“having eyes see not.”
They put the strietnlne in the litker
To make it kill the topers quieker!
’ Remember that boys! and touch it not, taste it
not, and handle it not! Well Mr. Crusader, I
have passed off an hour this rainy morning, in
making these ‘few broken and scattering remarks; 1
and wishing you and the cause of temperance
much success, I bid you good morning,
Nov. 17th, 1857. P. H. BREWSTER.
Charles Lamb.
The following tribute to Charles Lamb is by E.
’P. Whipple: ‘Perhaps the most delightful and
popular of this class (eccentric characters) Charles
Lamb— man eoeily domesticated by the heart’s
fireside of his readers. Such wit, such humor,
such imagination, such intelligence, such sentiment
such kindliness, such heroism, all so quaintly mix
ed and mingled, and stuttering out iu so freakish
a fashion, and all blending so finely in that exqui
site eceentrio something which we call the char
acter of Charles Lamb, make him the most lov
able of writers and men. His essays, the gossip
of creative genius, are of a piece which the records
of his life and conversation. Whether saluting
his copy of Chapman’s ‘Hamer’ with a kiss—or
saying a grace Wore reading Milton—or going
to the theatre to *66 his own farce acted, and join
ing in the hisses of the pit when it fails—or sagely
wondering if the Ogles of Somerset were not de
scendants of King Lear—of telling Barry Cornwall
not to invite a lugubrious gentleman to dinner be
cause hiß face would east a damp over a funeral
—or giving as a reason why he did not leave off
smoking, the difficulty of an equivalent vice —or
striking into a hot controversy between Coleridge
and Holcroft, as to whether man as he is, or man
as he has to be, is preferable, and settling the
dispute by saying, ‘Give me a man as he is not
to be'—or doing some deed of kindness and love
with tears in his eyes and a pun on his lips—he
is always the same dear, strange delightful com
panion and friend. He is never—the rogue—
without a scrap of logic to astound common
sense.
‘Mr. Lamb,’ said the head clerk at the India
House, ‘you come down very late in the morn
ing.’ ‘Yes, sir,’ Mr. Lamb replies ; ‘but then you
know I go home very early in the afternoon.’ And
then with what humorous extravagance he expres
ses his peevishness at being confined to such work
—with curious ingenuity running his malediction
on commerce along all its lines of influence. ‘Con
fusion blast all mercantile transactions ; all traffic
exchange of commodities, intercourse between na
tions, all the consequent civilization, and wealth,
and amity, and link of society, and getting rid of
prejudices, and knowledge of the face of the globe
and ret all the fire of the forest, that look so ro
mance alike, and die into desks.’ It is impossible
to cheat this frolicsome humorist with any pre
tence, any exaggerated sentiment, any of the do me
goodiem of well meaning moral feebleness. A la
dy sends him ‘Caleb in Search of a Wife,’ for his
perusal and guidance. He returns it with this qua
train written on the fly leaf, expressing the slight
disagreement between his views of matrimony and
those entertained by Miss Hannah More :
If ever I marry a wife
HI marry a landlord’s daughter,
And sit in the bar all day,
And drink cold brandy and water.’
If he thus slips out of controversy by making
the broadest absurdities the vehicles of the finest
insight, h e sense and enjoyment of absurdities iu
others rises to rapture. The nonsensical ingenui
ty of the pamphlet in which his friend Capel Lofft
took the ground that Napoleon, while in toe
hands of toe English might sue out a writ of
habeas carpus, threw him into ectasies. And not
only has he quips and kirks, and twisted words
for all he sees but he has the pleasant art of
making his very maladies interesting, by transmu
ting them into jests. Out of the darkest depths
of toe ‘dismals’ fly some of his happiest conceits.
‘My bed fellows,’ he writes to Wordsworth, ‘are
cough and cramp. We sleep three in a bed.’—
How is it,’ he says, ‘that I cannot get rid of this
cold 9 It can’t be from a lack of care. I have
studiouslyfbeen out all these rainy night’s until
twelve o'clock, have had my feet wet constantly,
drank copiously of brandy to allay inflammation,
and done everything else to cure it, and yet it won’t
depart,*—a sage decision, worthy of that illustri
ous physician who told his patient that if he had
no serious drawbacks he would probably be worse
in a week. To crown all, and to make the char
acter perfect in its winning contradictions, there
beats beneath toe fantastic covering and incalcu
lable capricesof the humorist toe best heart in toe
world, capable of courtesy, of friendship, of love, of
heroic self-devotion, and unostentacious self-sacri-
Wanting ToYouth. —Recently two young
men were exeoutkj} in Edwardsvill, Iliinoiaf'for
the crime of’ miudlßL One of them under the ffal
lowa, made foil wpfeesion of his guilt, and exhorted
toe youth around him to take warning by what
they now witnessed. Disregard of the counsel of
a pious mother, he said, brought him to the terrible
and disgraceful death he was about to suffer Let
boys take warning. Never did any one become
an inmate of the Penitentiary, or suffer as a mur
derer by following the advioe of a piouß mother.
Multitudes have been ruined by an oposite course.
The Way of Transgressor a.
About seven years ago, in one of our courts of
assizes, in the Norfolk circuit, a young man was
placed at the bar to take his trial ou a charge of
haviag robbed his employer. The result was his
conviction, and sentence to transportation for a
term of years. Had he belonged to that class of
hardened criminals who are cradled in ignorance
and vice, and from whom the world has nothing
to expect but disappointment and dishonesty, he
might have listened to an announcement of his pun
ishment with reckless indifierence, and endured it
with a heart harder than before. But such was
not the case.
Scarcely had . the sentence passed the lips of the
Judge, when the pent-up-agony of his soul burst
forth. In vain did the officers of the prison gath
er around him, attempting to assuage his sorrow,
and to induce him to meet the punishment he had
merited with fortitude. His waa grief which uo
heart but his own understood, and no officer of
justice could lessen. Every expedient failing to
console the unhappy convict, he was requested to
mention any individual he would like to see; when
he named a Minister of the Gospel, beneath the,
sound of whose faithful voice he had often sat.—
The young man’s grief was so great, that although i
it is not general to comply with the wishes or a
convict, an exception was made ia this instance,
and it was deemed advisable to grant his request.
The Minister was sent for.
Some time after, the writer of this paper listened
to a sermon addressed to young men by this same
minister; when, in holding up to his youthfol
hearers the fearful danger and fatal consequences
of treading in “the way of transgressors, 0 be de
tailed the circumstances of his visit to toe young
convict. These left such an impression upon the
writer’s mind that he would fain re exhibit the
picture which was then disclosed, to the eye of
every youth who has enjoyed that invaluable boon
an enlightened education, and ie about to step up
on the world’s wide stage a candidate for its en
joyment and advancement, as well as a combatant
with its legion of temptations.
“As soon,” said the Minister, “as toe young
man saw me burst into tears, and buried his face
in his hands. Some time was spent in silence,
which was atleqgth broken by the culprit’s speak
ing in the language of self-reproach. While Wk
ingat his position, hjs grief knew no bounds t he
felt that a foul blot, he could never wipe away,
now stained his reputation ; and in ram I tried
to soothe his troubled soul He related his his
tory. He was the son of a pious mother, who, In
childhood, from day to day, taught him to bend
his knee in prayer. She led him to the sanetua
ary, and pointed out the path in which he onght
to tread. At length toe time arrived for him to
quit the parental roof, and find another home.—
He had not been long in his new situation when
the thought occurred to him that the form of
prayer he employed was useless. This was the
turning-point of his life. Had he, under the rec
ollection that the mere form was useless, merged
that form into the reality, God would have heard
his supplications. But it was not so. He laid
aside his form of prayer, which had—though use
less in itself—been a sort of defense, preventing
bim from sinking deeper in Bin. Now this being
gone, bitter were the results. His mother was
not present to advise and direct him ; and, his
last hedge being removed, be easily listened to the
ensnaring voice of youthful, sinfol companions,
“Come thou with us in the pursuit of pleasure.”
He soon found their pleasure too expensive for
him, and then followed the next downward step.
To support himself in the extravagance, he robbed
his employer. Undiscovered at firet, he went
from step to step, until his dishonesty was brought
to light. Justice seized him and, bearing him to
the prison, left him a convict in a convict’s cell.’
“I saw him,” continued the minister, “several
times after this ; but our interviews were of the
same character. There was the same orerwhel ru
ing sense of shame ; the same unmitigated grief.
At length came our last meeting. As soon as he
saw me, he again burst into a flood of tears, say
ing, ‘To-morrow, sir, I am to be taken away in
irons ?’ O, how much agony and despair were
embodied in that expression ! The next day ar
rived, and he left the town for London, ‘in irons.’
On reaching the latter place, reason forsook her
throne : he entered the prison there— an idiot?
Should this meet a youthful eye that glistens
as it looks to the future, and among the fondest
day-dreams which imagination presents, prefers
that which promises to free it from the restrains of
home, of parents, teachers, or friends ; let that
youth remember that, if his hopes of freedom
should be realized, he will then come in eontact
with temptations as powerful as those which be
set this young man; and that from their assaults
there is no real safety, except in a heart-felt, affir
mative response to the momentous, vet all-merci
ful, questions of God Himself—“ Will thou not
from this time cry unto Me, My Father, Thou art
the guide of my youth ?”
Bumble-bee Cotton .—Townsend 8. Glo
ver, of the Patent office at Washington, who is
traveling through the South to examine into the
diseases of the cotton-plant, was recently enligh
tened in regard to anew species of cotton, in a
manner thus described by toe Memphis corres
pondent of the New Orleans Picayune:—“He
was travelling, a few days ago, from Holly Springs
on the cars, when they passed through a section
of country where the.land was entirely steri), the
cotton being only a few Inches high. An overseer
was sitting on the seat before him. ‘Why, what
do you call thisf asked Glover. ‘Why, that’s
cotton.’ ‘Cotton I’ he asked again, in surprise.—
‘Yes; anew kind of cq|ton, sent out by toe Pat-.
ent Office.*—This was a matter of interest to Glo
ver, so he opened his eyes wider. ‘What ia toe
name of the cotton Bumble-bee cotton,’
quietly remarked his fpompaaion.— ‘Why thajt
name ?’—‘Because it grow so small a bumble-bee
kin set on bis tail and suck all the blossoms with
out moving.’—All hands mfce into a loud
and Glover acknowledged n||to6lf sold.
Hall’* Jeuroat ofHerlth.j
Liquor Drinking.
As an habitual thing, not only impairs the
health of the drinkers themselves, but entails scrof
uloush disease on their children as to body, and im
becility as to mind ; as witness of the latter, asy
lum reports are full abundant; and of the former
everyday’s observation tells the tale.
It is useful, therefore, to inquire, and to point
out, now and then, some of the ways in which
drunkards are made. An impressive incident is
given in the New York Evening Post, which
ought not to be permitted to perish with a daily
paper.
A gentleman, a few months married, on coming
home one evening, tired and depressed from a long
summer days toil, having dined in his office from
press of business, found his young wife in a rock
ing-chair, slip-shod, in a soiled morning gown,
one leg over the knee, reading a novel.
“Why Fanny, not dressed yet! what have you
been doing all day ?”
“O, I have been reading this book, and it is so
interesting ; there is only one chapter more.—
Please ring the tea-bell ; I am so tired, and it is
too warm to be dressed up.”
“But before we were married, I never found
you not dressed.”
“O l then I dressed according to the company,
and do so still.”
Being discomposed, he thought he would take
a short walk to dissipate his unpleasant feelings,
and soon passing a cheery, well-lighted room, he
entered. It was a debating club ; be found sev
eral of his acquaintances there, all married men !
Falling into conversation with them, the evening
passed rapidly.
It was a week before he spent another evening
out But being annoyed at the continued sloven
liness of his wife, he left her to her novel and slip
shodjtooes, and became a regular attendant at the
debating room, the “exercises” of which, uniform
ly closed with various mixtures of brandy and
water for purposes of imbibition. In due time,
the once exemplary husband became a hard drink
er.
We know a case of some resemblance:
An up-town gentleman, living iu his own house,
who never went out alone after tea, had been great
ly pressed all day in meeting some bank calls,
which to him were her ay and unusual. He came
home late in toe in the evening in a state of ex
haustion. And most anusual for him, he did not
go down to tea, but stretching himself on the so
(a, and feeling as if he were about to have a chill
asked his wife, who waa sitting by the fire, if
there was any such thing as brandy in the house ;
and if so, he would like to have a glass of brandy
and water. She left her seat, saying she was very
tired, but would get some for him. After wait
ing a foil half hour by the dock, she returned,
saying she had been talking with the cook about
to-morrow’s dinner, but that she would get the
toddy if it was still wanted. Feeling anxious to
keep off toe chill, and not wishing further delay,
he said to her it was of no consequence ; and tak
ing his hat, went iuto the street, and stepping in
to toe firet grocery he came to, for the first time
in bis life, paid for a glass of liquor. It was just
dark as he came out of the den, but the chill came
on him in the street, with several days’ sickness
succeeding.
Whether that man will die in the gutter, a sot
and an outcast, no mortal can tell. But if he
does, It is not difficult to answer the pregnant in
quiry of the Evening Post.
Who’s to Blame ?
While we do not deny that men fell into bad
practices from want of principle, and from yielding
themselves to the gratification of evil appetites and
passions, it cannot be denied, that pecuniary, mor
al, social and domestic ruin, is properly laid at
the door of a wife, who as a girl, had two curses ;
First, The curse of an education at a fashiona
ble boarding school or ‘lnstitute.’
Second, The curse of having means to revel in
novel reading.
And we wish here to express our fullest con
viction, that Female Boarding Schools, as gener
ally conducted , are properly denounced by some
of the best medical writers, as the kit beds of
moral corruption an physical degeneration ; and
that they wnolly unfit thenr pupils, for the posi
tions which they are destined to occupy in subse
quent life.
Wine at Two Millions a Bottle. —Wine at two
millions of dollars a bottle is a drink that, in ex
pense, would rival the luxurious taste of barbaric
splendor, wehn costly pearl were thrown into the
wine cup, to give a flavo rto its contents. The
French Courier speaks of a wine which graced
the table of toe King of Wurtemburg on a late
occasion, which was deposited in the cellar at
Bre nen two centuries and a half ago. One large
case of the wine, contiunig 5 oxhoft of 204 bottles
atsoo rix dollars in 1624* Includidg the expenses
of keeping up the cellar and of the contributions
interest of the amounts, and interests upon interest
an oxhoft at the present time 555,657,640 rix
dollars, and cosequently, a bottle is worth 2,728
812 rix dollars; a glass or the eighth part of a bot
tle is worth 849,476 rix dollars, or $272,880; or
at the rate of. 540 rix dollars, or 4272 per drop.
A burgomaPiter of Bremen is privileged to have
one bottle i fhenever he entertains a distinguished
guest who ’ enjoys a German or European reputation
The fact U Justrates the operation of interest, if it
does not fehow toe cost of luxury.
..,, Jf; countryman went to the Lowel Post-
Office, # a few days since, with a bank-bill, for a
dollar,% worth of postage Btamps. The clerk wan
ted s .pecie, and he straightway returned with four
Spa flisb quarters; these being also denied admit
tance, except at discount, be came a third time
wi’ th a hundred coppers, and a very copperish
lo ok of exultation. Being informed by the official
b ehind the window that coppers were not a legal
t to a larger extent than three cents at a time
toe man from the rural districts coolly purchased
i a single stamp, and repeated the operation till
I his persecutor caved, and took inn the remaining
4 cants in a lump, much to the internal satisfaction
J'of toe individual outside.
TERMS:
$1 in advance; or, $2 at the end of the year.
J OHNH°rSEALS
PROPRIETOR.
VOL. XXIII.-NUMBER 49.
Politeness in Married Life.
“Will you ?” asked a pleasant voice—And the
husband answered, “Yes, my dear, with pleasure.”
It was quietly but heartily said ; the toue, the
manner, the look, were perfectly natural and very
affectionate. We thought, how pleasant that
courteous reply ! how gratifying must it be to toe
wife! Many husbands of ten year’s experience
ase ready enough with courtesies of politeness to
the young ladies of their acquaintances, while they
speak with abruptness to the wife, and do maqy
rude little things, without considering them worth
an apology. The stranger, whom they may have
seen but yesterday, is listened to with deference,
and although the subject may not be of the pleas
antest nature, with a ready smile; with the poor
wife, if she relate a domestic grievance, is snubbed
or listened to with ill concealed impatience. O !
i bow wrong this is—all wrong. Does she urge
some request —“O don’t bother me!” cries her
gracious lord and master. Does she ask for nec
essary funds for Susy’s shoes and Tommy’s hat—
“ Seems to me you’re always wanting money! ” is
the handsome retort. Is any little extra is de
manded by his masculine appetite—it is ordered
not requested. “Look here, I want you to do so
and so; just see that it’s done;” and off marches
Mr. Boor, with a bow and a smile of gentlemanly
polish, and friendly sweetness for every cusual ac
quaintance he may chance to recognize. When
we meet with such thoughtlessness and coarsness,
out thoughts revert to the kind voice and gentle
manner of the friend who said, “Yes my dear,
with pleusure.” “I beg your pardon,” come3 as
readily to his lips, when by any litttle awkward
ness he has disconcerted, her as it would in the
presenco of the most fashionable stickler for eti
quette. This is because he is a thorough gentle
man, who thinks his wife in all things entitled to
precedence. He loves her best—why should ha
hesitate to show it, not in sickly, maudlin atten
tions, but in prefering her pleasure and honoring
her in public as well as in private. Ho knows
her worth, why should he hesitate to attest it ?
“And her husband he praised her,” saith Holy
Writ; not by fulsome adulation, not by pushing
her charms into notice, but by speabing as oppor
tunity occurs, in a manly way, of her virtues.—
Though words may seem little things and slight
attentions almost valueless, yet depend upon it
they keep the flame bright, especially if they are
natural.— Ladies’ Enterprise.
The Beautiful.
Come in the calmness of the twilight hour,
when the zephyrs gently play among the branches
of moving trees—when the birds are caroling their
evening songs—and muse on earth’s beautiftil ob
jects. All nature is lovely, from the blue sky above
us to springing grass at our feet; from the mighty
ocean to the rippling streamlet passing gently by
among the shrubbery. And charming indeed is
the cool fragrant air of the morn and the gentle
breezes of evening. The sparkling ray of the sun,
the pale silvery beams of the moon and stars, that
lend their influence to illuminate our earth are
beautiful. Even the pirds, as they tune their sweet
voices, teach us a lesson of cheerfulness—in spire
within our breasts a love of the beautiful. The
The rosy dimpled cheeked chlid engoying its in
nocent plays—the ruby noble spirited youth and
even the aged with heads already blossomed for
the grave each feel that life has some sunrflf spots
-some haleyon days. Some may tell of the bitter
tears: they may tell of death and the grave, but
you who are good, say, is not this a happy world
of ours after aIK Do you not remember some
bright joyous day, when the world seemed as one
pleasent dream, and no cloud dimmed the clear
sky of hope and prosperity ? Does not memory
recall the innocent sports of childhood, the hap
py hours spent with young companions, and the
kind friends who hovered around, strewing our
path with flowers of tenderness and affection ?
Think of the pleasant smiles, the hours of sweet
communion with the loving ones of earth, and
then join the song of all nature that beauty dwells
in every path. Ye who say ijt is bitter, cruel’
think 0 ! think again—gaze on ail life’s attractive
objects, taste the pleasures of a well spent life,
and joyous will be your meditations, calm and
serene your spirits. Life will pass as a pleasant
dream, and death will only be a passport to a
more genial clime—angels will waft your spirit
on their glittering wings to the Elysian fields above
and there sost N strains of mnsic shall forever fall
in sweet accents on'your ear.— Ex.
Frighful Tragedy. —A correspondent of the
Baltimore (Md.) Patriot says that a man named
Adams was recently married to a Miss Jenkins, in
Ware county, Georgia, and a rejected suitor of
the lady, Harley, had vowed vengeance against
both. On the 10th ult., Harley went to Adam’s
house, and finding nobody there but an old ne
gro woman, he knocked her down with an axe,
fracturing her skull, and then broke to pieces all
the furniture. Next monring Adams went to seek
Harley, and shot him in the arm, when they
closed, and Adams was soon killed with a knife.
Harley then shouldered the corpse and earned it to
Mrs. Adams, who initantly fell in a swoon, when
the murderer cut her in a most ghastly manner
with his knife, which he then drove to his own
heart, and fell dead. Mrs. Adams is not expected
to recover.
Discovery of a Library in Tombs of Memphis.
M. de Sanly, a member of the French Institute,
who has passed some time in Egypt, and is very
conversant with its archaeology, states in the Con
ner de Paris that an importont discovery has been
made in one of the tombs of Memphis of a whole
library of papyroses which fortunately was sav
ed from destruction by the agent of the British
Museum who Lought the whole lot. Mr. Bird of
the Museum has as yet only deciphered one of the
curious manuscripts, which turns out to be a com
plete history of the Royal dynastiy registered un
der the numbers 18 and 19 in manetho’a Chron
ological Canon. The celebrated Seostris belong
ed to one oftthese dynasties and the same period
comprises the history of the occupation of Egypt
by the Hyksoe or shepherds, who kept Egypt nn
der their sway for ages. —London Paper , Sept. 12