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’ Hill II 111 SIMJMTIIf, HIS II Ilimiltl. 11l Hill 1111 l IIIMS It JHIHI. JOHN H. SEALS, EDITOR & PROPRIETOR. NEW SERIES, VOL. 11. WMPIMM CRUSADER. PUBLISHED KV KKY THURSDAY, EXCEPT TWO, IN THE YEAR, BY JOHN H. SEALS. TERMS : SI,OO, in advance; or $2,00 at the end of the year. RATES OF ADVERTISING, square (twelve lines or less) first insertion,. -$1 00 Each continuance, -- - 50 Professional or Business Cards, not exceeding six lines, per year, 5 00 Announcing Candidates for Office,.... 8 00 STANDING ADVERTISEMENTS. 1 square, three months, 5 00 1 square, six months, • 00 1 square, twelve m0nth5,................. -12 00 2 squares, “ “ ........-.....----18 00 squares, “ “ ...21 00 4 squares, “ “ - 25 00 Advertisements not marked with the number of insertions, will be continued until forbid, and charged accordingly. Merchants, Druggists, and others, may con tract for advertising by the year, on reasonable terms. 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 Notice for Leave to Sell, 4 00 Citation for Letters of Administration, 2 76 Citation for Letters of Dismission from Adm’n. 5 00 Citation for Letters of Dismission from Guardi 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