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tea is .such a beau—a Geor» gian too—that you- know a|j . • : ...» by jvputat on, 1 will not fatigue you with a sketch/'* •-.\ .5 now/ 5 said Mr. Bentley/ ris ing “you musvexeusc me til! dinner. Frank will see that you pass your time in the way which will be most agreeable to you/’ [to be continued,] %lcirtrij. .FOR TUB INDEPENDENT PP.K3S. [No. 17] The Flag of Temperance. Our eagle screamed his battle err Oa Bunker’s bristling brow-- Bravo hearts were thero resolved to die, Or make the tyrant bow. The flag of Freedom quivered thero Upon the battle storm, —j The eye of death, with lurid glare, Lit many a ghastly form. For eight long years the tide of blood Swept o’er Columbia's land— Jehovah by our fathers stood, Aud led the' gallant baftd. God of our sires! and is the hand Which struck the tyrant low For us, their children, now inunannod, Or is it's vengeance slow ? Awake. Columbia’s sons, awake I Gird all your armor on— Another tyrant's chains must break, Another fight be won. The flag of temperance waves its folds. The eagle screams again— The captive now with joy beholds The bursting of his chain. And will the sons of freedom’s sires Refuse to join the van ? Burn in their breasts no eager fires, To aid their fellow-mau ? Who’d win his glory in the strife Os war's tempestuous Hood, Must in the battlo scorn his life, Aud spill his brother's blood. Not so the man who lists beneath The banner we have spread— Our soldiers breathe no murderous breath, Nor sleep they with the. dead. Our banner leads to victory, Its path have thousands trod— . Our army must undaunted be, Our leader is our God! Awake Columbia’s sons, awake! Gu» fc«glo screams again— - Another*tyrant now must quake, And cense on earth to reign. Turnwoid, July 22<1. 1343. t. t. Miscellaneous. [communicated.] jrv: fiioic T>tF*er,jy i'<». Mr. Editor: —lt lias been with much surprise, that I have, for some time past, noticed tire slurs, which you have sought to cast upon Female 061- lege|; and they appear, all the more astonishing, since the. course, which you, and some others are pursuing, is in direct opposition to public opinion. In all the articles upon tee subject, which hare come under my notice, not a solitary good objection, has been urged against these institutions. A kind of sweeping denunciation has been marie, without, as I imagine, any positive knowledge, 1 as to the manner in which they are conducted, or the results, which have been accomplished by them. Ihe charges made against our Colleges, are of that vague, in d£ijtfUhAel^.raat <> | p r; which disposition, to find fault, or a jealousy f the interest, evinced by the corn j/munity in general, on the subject of jFemale Education* It is, indeed, a grave charge, brought against a female college, to call it an “er?7”--one, which should not be made, without the strong est evidence of its truth, If these in ajffltutions [ je evils, their influence upon pic community generally, and partic ularly upon the pupils educated at them, must be evil also. Such a num- of them, having been in succcss operation .so long, it is, certainly, time that. some of the mischievous eoftsoqUftices, resulting from them nho^Hßklev’el.Oj|»e.d. On the contra- L k . '‘ o biappear to me to be ooing tnuuunMrh And yet, to read your articles, ori|wotild suppose, that the country was : uj«L the verge of ruin, simply because themung ladies of the land are receiving of a lib eird education. causes of your apprehensions, Mr. Editor, exist only in your imagination! No human in stitution is there arc faults in our system off education, no one doubts. Thu. question is, how flfodl we r. 1 1 ent plans are PTOffve of evil, and only evil, they o|pT icertaiuly to be Abandoned. -v/ i 11 suggest some new plan,, better than [he one at pres- that will remedy the evil&gjipwhieb you so bitterly cprn- creating more foi-rnida- Mefmcayoji will confer a great favor im I A Teacher. /g Goo*! Advice.—WEion a certain Engiish«)aiviter [jew infoa rage and into print .b#ausc one of. his pictures had .-beenjjfug&ly handled 'fey the critics, vi|@n%te himself by ] 1 j 3 [ )rus [| rather *Trmn bw/us pen, ■ - ’ The <*««/.« bUHnOMcUrntm. Some JMfi ago, near the town of IvCadnig,- BerksK’ountv, Pennsylvania, j 'Wpbsy, ! ! " tner, naimfp foweignobm^-—of Cierman descent." (S ruul accCTribToo, ns his speech will in dicate. Old mail SwcighbolFer had once served as a member of the Legis lature, and was ‘no foolas lie had long commanded a volunteer corps of rustic militia, lie could hardly be sup posed inclined to cowardice. His boy Peter was his only son, a strapping lad of seventeen; and upon young Peter old Peter devolved the principal cares and toils of the old gentleman’s farm, now and then assisted by the old lady and her two bouncing daughters—for it is very common in this state to see the women and girls in the field—and upon extra occasions by some hired hands. Well, one warm day, in haying time, old Peter and young Peter, were hard at work in the meadow when the old man drops his scythe and bawls out: ‘Oli! mine G.ptt, Peter 1’ ‘W hat’s de matter, fader?’ answered the son, straightening up, and looking towards his sire. ‘Oh mine Gott,’ again cries the old man. ‘Bonder,’ echoes young Peter, hur rying up to the old man. ‘Fader, what’s-de matter?’ ‘Oh, mine Gott, Peter, de shnake bite mine leg!’ If anything in particular was capa ble of frightening young. Peter, it was snakes, for he had once crippled, him self for life bv trampling upon a crook ed strick,*which broke his ancle, and so horrified the youngster, that he liked to have fallen through himself. At the word snake, young Peter fell back nimbly as a wire dancer, and bawled in turn. ‘Where is demhnake?’ ‘Aup mine trowsis, Peter—Oh, mine Gotti’ lOh, mine Gott, echoed Peter, Jr., ‘kill him, fader.’ ‘Xo-o, no-a, he kill me, Peter-—come, come quick.’ But Peter the younger’s cowardice ; overcame his filial love, while his fears : gave strength to his legs, and lie start ed like a seared locomotive to call the old, burly Dutchman, who was in a distant part of the field, to give the father a lift with the snake. Old Jake, the farmer’s assistant, came bung ling along, as soon as lie heard the news, ami on passing by the fence whereon Peter and his boy had hung up their “linscy woolsey” vests, Jake grabbed one of the garments, and hur ried to the old man, who still managed to keep on his pins, although he was quaking and fluttering like an aspen leaf in a June gale of wind. ‘Oh, mine Gott I Come —come quick, Yacob!’ ‘Vat you got, eh? shnake?’ ‘Yaw, yaw. Come, come, Yacob ! lie bites me all to pieces—-here, aup mine leg.’ u Old Jake was not particularly sen- I sitive to fear, but few people, young or old, are dead to alarm when a *pi zen’ reptile is making a levy. Gath erri tv-dp- r: nr snrq 'utV -1 * sta ljc or “.a"'"Star-' wart weed, old Jake told the boss to* stand ready and he would at least stun the snake by a rap or two if lie did not kill him stone dead ; and old man Peter, less loth to have his leg broken than be bitten to death by the viper, designated the spot to strike, and old Jake let him have it. The first blow broke the weed, and also knocked old Peter off his pegs on a haycock. ‘Oli!’ roared Peter, you have broken mine leg, and te tarn thnake’s got away.’ ‘Yere? vere?’ cried old Jake, mov ing briskly about, and scanning very narrowly the earth he stood upon/ ‘Never mind him, Yacob—help me up—l’ll go home.’ ‘Put on your vilest, den—here it is,’ ! said the krout-eater, gathering up his humpy back. The moment old Peter made the effort, lie grew livid in the forO htS !»•*»» On an A, Urfcc squills upon the frightful porkempine,’ as Mrs. Partington observes, lie shiv ered, he shook, his teeth chattered, and his knees knocked a staocatto ac compli foment. ‘Oh, Yacob, earfy me home! I’m so deat as. nits!’ ‘Vat? Jsh nodder shnake in your trowsis!’ ‘No, a—look! I’m swelt all aup! Mine vhest won't go on mine back. Oh mine Gott!’ ‘Tender and blixin!’ cried old Jake, as he took the same conclusion, and with might and main lugged and car ried the boss some quarter of a mile to the house. Young Peter had shinned it for home at the earliest stage of the dire proceedings, and so alarmed the girls that they were in high strikes when they saw the approach of poor old dad and his assistant. Oldman Peter was carried in and began to die natural as life, when in cometh the old lady, in a great bustle, and wanted to know what was going bn. Old Peter, in the last gasp of ag ony and weakness, pointed to his leg. The old woman ripped up his panta loons, ami out fell a small thistle-top, arid the same time considerable of a scratch was made visible. ‘Call dish a shnake? Bah?’says the old woman. ‘O, but I’m pizened to death, Molly. See, I’m all pizen, mine vhestuofc come over mine pocly at all.’ ‘Haw ! haw ! haw l’ roared the old woman. ‘Vat a fool. You got Peter’s vest on.’ ‘Koshr roars old Peter, shaking, ofl death’s icy fetters at one surge and jumping up. ‘Yacob, vat an old fool you must be, to say I was shnake bit. Go’bout your business, gals. Peter, pring me some beer.’ The old wpman saved Peter’s life. Discouraging.— John B. Gough, the temperance advocate, stated, in'a late speech in, London, that out bfoOO','- 000 persons who had signed the pledge in the United states, 420 ) / OQO had bro | I'inrcnt Somf IwV v<‘ or fifteen years turn ■within anr rceblllptiofo iherc appeared in the erly of' Now Orleans u vet v gen fiemaiuv, easy, off-hanueu F inmvuma], whom all the old residents‘seeim-d UU know very intimately, and at whom they winked their eyes and smirked in a very familiar and sceptical style. He, too, ‘ was hail-fellow-well-met with everybody, and soon drew around him urowds,of friends and admirers, lie gave fine dinners, which were at tended hv our first merchants ; his wines were imported by himself from the vintages of counts and dukes, who were his particular and personal friends —and liis wit was as racy, sparkling, and bubbling as his wine. It soon got on ’Change that the distingue was the agent of the Barings, who had leaped info the market armed, like Minerva from the head of Jupiter, cap-a-pte. There was a great stir among the dealers in the business. No one could enter the lists against such a buyer, lie swept the markets, ta king all the cotton that could did bought, and at high prices. He hip not, of course, pay any thing, but sope, ped the cotton to his friends in Eurauk drew upon it, and got the Citizens’ Bded to take his bills, lie also persua bis the managers of tins bank into on, views of the inevitible rise of cottars and induced them to Issue gireuln throughout the South to all the plaas tors, advising them to hold oil, be cotton would certainly advance large ly beyond present rates. For this valuable suggestion, as well as to to obtain his aid in carrying it into effect, the said agent of the Barings obtained an advance of SIOO,OOO. He then deemed it prudent to knock off and close his business. His cotton and all other claims were relinquished to the bill-holders: and lo behold ! the said agent of the great house of Baring and Cos. turned out to be no other than an old German speculator and charalatan, of whom our people have previously had some experience, of the name of Vincent Nolle, and that the extent of his au thority for the Barings was a letter of credit for $5,000, on the strength of which lie had purchased forty or fifty thousand bales of cotton. When this discovery was made, there was a terrible excitement and hubbub in t ;e commercial circles of this city. Innumerable suits were commenced by the sellers of cotton, by receivers, packers, ship-owners, and every body else, against' the spec ulative Teuton. He was arrested and imprisoned in the calaboose, where he contined for some time, occupying the best rooms in that then fashionable resort, and which have character ized his mode of living at all periods and under all circumstances. Out of these transactions grew an endless and illimitable litigation, which we do not believe has been concluded to this day, while the Citizen’s Bank and sundry o'her parties suffered extensively. Long before this litigaton, however, reaclicdany distinct and positive issue, the author of it, obtaining a release 1 rrwu uurance vile, slipped quietly on board the tine steamer Ambassador, on which his friends had engaged for him the best state-room providing him with every comfort and luxury that a man of his luxurious habits would re quire.- Thus, for the last time’, depart ed from this city the renowned Vin cent Noltc.—A r . O. Delta. Asa faithful chronicler of the times, I must notice the recent change^ ll the Evening Post newspaper. Neither most of the readers of the Conner, nor myself, are partial to the politics or proclivities of-this paper. Yet we can not but admire the boldness and fear less ability with which it asserts its opinions and defends its principles/ The Post used to be one of tho “res pectable old fogy” evening papers. It is so no longer. There lias been in fused into its columns during the past few months, a progressive Arnerican spi'-it, which makes it. the most desirable evening paper in Nevv- York. It-has lately adopted the plan of having the news boys selling it in the street, and thus disposes of more copies than any other afternoon paper. The earnestness with which it re cently vindicated the South from the malicious attack of the Tribune , in con nection with the Loring murder at the vSt. Nicholas Hotel, plainly showed that its judgments of good, and its censures of evil arc not, and will never be, bounded by geographical or section al lines. The JWhas the acknowledged best “leaders,” the fullest local notices, the ablest financial article, and the best musical criticisms of any paper in this city. This much I am bound to say in praise of a paper, to many of whose 'princi ples, 1 am totally and radically opposed. \_C'hs. Courier. Tiie Inventor of ICaitroarfs. We hear the question asked—who -was the inventor of the railroad ?—and have never heard it satisfactorily answ ered, and we believe there are very few persons in this country who know any thing on the subject. Some few years ago, llowitt,'of the People’s Journal, gave a sketch of the alleged inventor, who up to May, 1830 had been neg lected in England. While thousands had been enriched by his brilliant slieme, he had remained forgotten— forced by poverty to sell glass cm com mission, for a living. How many of the railway projectors, agitators, stock holders, &c., have heard of the subject of these remarks? About half a century ago—-the. exact year is not known—there, \Vas born at heeds; England, a man named , Thom as Gray. Scarcely any tiling is know n of his early history, lie was wc be lieve, a poor collier ; and. being, very ingen ions, he conceived the idea ofiao ilitating the transportation ofeoal from the middle (own colliery of Leeds, a distance of three miles, by means of a sort of railway, which he eonsti'ucfod of wood; ITpon'this his ears moved at the rate’Oi' three and a half miles an hour, to the groat merriment of a wise |nd dtscrinnting public, who laughed the u, rail way as something j^HnsiOinuy, jiud as tic mere sug |j£ipnbi|of h£lness. Boor G ray thought iMagiiideient visions of fu ture raihvoA S uah us arc now stupen dous realities loaned up before him, and he began uj/ahv in ptiblic, , ; of a generalFysteiri <f iron railroads. He was laughed at fold declared a vision ary, moon-.sfriul (U>l. IW tub Gray contemplated his little 'railway for coal, tJte morelirmly did lie believe in the practicability and immense use fulness of his schemes He saw in it. till that is now and he resolved, in spite of the ridieuld the sneers and the rebels that were heaped upon him, to prosecute his undertaking. lie pe titioned the British .Parliament, and sought interviews with all the great men of the kingdom; but all this had no effect, except to bring down upon him, wherever he went, the loud sheets and ridicule of till classes. Still be perservred, and at. lengh engag ed the attention of men of intelligence and influence, who filially embraced his views, urged his plans, and the re sult is now before the world. Thom as Gray, the inventor of railroads, who, nos longer ago than 1820, was laughed a\ for even mentioning the idea, still lives in Exeter, England, in the full realization of his grand and noble railroad schemes, for which he was declared insani How much has the world bece benefited by his in sanity' ! Support Vonr Sjocal Paper. The local p-ess is emphatically the representative and the exponent of the local interests wants and wishes of each community, and on its energy and watchfulness the community rely r . ■Each community should first see that its local press is put upon a firm and substantial tooting, which can only be dene by a steady acid liberal patron age : ° i It] each member of a community would become a paying subscriber to the paper of his own town and county, six months would.not elapse before- the enlargement and im provements which would take place in our papers would enable each person to dispense with one or more No them papers, without finding his facilities for intelligence in the least diminished. A people commit no greater error than, that of permitting their local press to languish by reason of an inad equate support. Never say your coun ty paper is small and not worth ta king ; give it the support to which it isbntitled and it will be immediately enlarged and improved so as to meet the full expectations and wants of the community in which it is located. We Relieve that publishers are generally liberal in responding to a liberal pat iionage by the. improvement of their papers, as appreciation of such liberal ity. If a man is able to take but one pa per, that should be the one published nearest to his place of residence, and the next should be the one published at the commercial metropolis of his own state, fbr local and Siato inter ests. lie will have rendered himself able to. consult histastc as to the paper he will Jean upon for amusement or additional redding from abroad. Hoes vs. llose.- —One of our shop men was the “hero” of quite a “ scene” the other day. A lady from thecoun try stepped into the store and inquired for hosm The. young gent went to the front door and brought in a couple of corn hoes. The lady looked confused and told him rather tartly that it was ladies' hose she wanted. ' “Ah, yes,” replied the young knight of the yard stick ; and taking the corn hoes back to their place, returned in a jiffy with a couple of very delicate little ‘garden hoes, 0/,TV,V;Ui Contusion worse"coun founded. The lady, out all pa tience, mformyd Ids clerkship that she .wanted hose vit.liout .Jumrin,* iAa -wju.-- The young chap “took,” blushed deeply, held on to the counter to keep from “going up,” passed out the box inArked “ Ladies’ Hose,” and suc ceedeij in making a sale. He has since abandoned standing collars.— St. Louij News. Brevity in Prayer. —An instance of tl)e efficacy o £ abort prayer is told in eomjection with the history of Wyo ming Valley. An American who had strafed into the woods beyond the pro tection of the fort was surprised by a body of Indians who had been lying in ambush. A savage yell and a foot race insulted. In his flight, the Amer ican discovered an aged man upon his knees, praying;for protection from the savage foe, and in passing near cried out : “Old fellow, you’d better make that and and short it you want to save your scalp !” ■ ‘ The old man profited by the sugges tion by, 1 immediately pronouncing the “nmetij” and then jumping up, seized the extended hand of his young friend, by w I Jell means they both barely es caped the tomahawk. “What shall I help you to?” inquir ed tly daughter of a landlady, to a modest youth at a dinner table. “Aiwife,” was the meek reply. Th\ young lady blushed, perhaps indigmntly, and it is said that the offices of a neighboring clergy man were requisite to reconcile the parties.; A Western editor says he once heard Ex-Senafor Thomas Corwin remark, that' when ‘he first/entered an office to Study law, he wf/ihe of ridi jCqlv soy ? pyory sfodout in .town, on ac count of' his honespun coat; but, ad ded lie, I have liVed to see every one’ bf them ten timet as ragged as I was at that time; dndlwhy ? I was econo-1 mica!; 11 leywere Fpendthrifts.’ v Extraorbinar r Pistol, —The Lon don corresponded of the Boston Trav eler, writes thus: “I haye just ben shown a rifle pig tol,"invented fjyarf English gentleman, residing at Batisbon, and which is des tined; to make ’ns'great a revolution in that arm as the Minnie rifle in musket ry. It can kill at 500 yards. ‘Last week it was tested before experienced officers at Woolwich, and completely stood the trial. Since then, it has been exhibited to Prince Albert, and from my own observations, 1 can vo ,ch for Oio- efficiency of this extraordinary' Weapon. TtJlSt jwtty •Trr&“hrw>- sights regulated at 200, 800, 400 and 500 yards., It is besides, light and beautiful. Only fancy a revolver of this d&cription, with six or eight bar rels, a good marksman, and an adver sary a quarter of a mile oft*. The whole depends on the rifle groove. JP reaching to the Jlndience on the right-hand side. A clerical friend of mine had uncon sciously formed the habit of directing all his "discourse to that part of his par ish who happened to sit on his right, as he stood in the pulpit. So fixed was his position that the whole shower of instruction seemed to fall on Mr. L.’s pew, which was situated in the. side isle, not halfway down the house from the desk; while they, who sat -on the corresponding left-hand side, never got even a drizzle. I happened to wit ness this case of bad taste, of pastoral partiality and oratorical injustice ; and ventured to mention it to my friend. He thanked me kindly, but doubted the fact, I then said to him—“l can convince you without calling in wit nesses. The pew of Mr. S. is that on your left hand, whose position exactly corresponds with Mr. L.’s on your right. 'Now all I ask is, that you will preach four sermons with your eager gaze fixed on Mr. S*’s pew, never turn ing to bestow even a stray glance on Mr. L.’s. The awkwardness and dis comfort, which you will experience, will reveal to you the improper hab it you have formed. He agreed to try it; but it took only one sermon to convince him of his error. lie now thanked me warmly, and said,—“l was mortified at my awkward uneas iness, and I will immediately correct the evil.” He has tried to mend his oratorical manners, and has fail ed. During the first part of his sermon Iris efforts were visible on bis left-hand parishioners. One la dy who sat on the extreme left, said that she was happy to see her min ister’s face for once in the pulpit ; al ways having had a full view of his back.—Another, whose point of obser vation was but little better, said, —“It seemed as if we had got anew minis ter.” A witty boy asked Ins father— “ Father has our minister changed his creed?” “No. Why do you ask such question?” “Because I see he has en tirely changee 7 his place in the pulpit. But it may be that bethinks the sin ners are all on our side and no\v he means to preach at us.” “Mis? Jul ia, allow me to close those blinds; the glare of the sun must be oppressive.” uY”ou arc very kind, Sir, but I would rather have a little sun than no heir at alh” Those blinds have never been closed since—by that gentleman! “Why, Si;ih, I am astonished,” said a worthy deacon, - “didn’t we take you into the church a short time since ? ” “I believe so,” hiccupped Siah, “and between you and me and the gate post, it was a little the darndest take in you ever seed, or heard of.” Woman Rules The Roost. —Old Chanticleer awakes in the morning, flaps his wings, vociferates at the top of his voice, “ Woman rvS* h-e-r-c /” Im mediately, from, it neighboring roost, another answers, “ So they do h-e-r-c /” This is no sooner uttered, than a third responds, at a considerable distance, John Kemble, once calling at the house of Mr. Crompton, the Irish At torney General in Dublin, the follow ing dialogue took place between him and Mr. C’s servant, Patrick : “ Well, Patrick, where’s your master?” “lie is out, sir.” “Where’s your mistress?” “She is out, too, sir.” “ ell, then I will just sit down by the lire until one of them comes in.” “By the powers, but you can’t,” says Patrick, “for that’s out too!” A Good Maxim. —The more quiet ly and peaceably we get on, the better for us ; the better for neighbors. In nine cases out of ten, the wisest policy is, if a man cheats you, quit dealing with him ; if he is abusive, quit his company ; if he slanders you, conduct yourself so that nobody will believe him. No matter who lie is, or how lie misuses you, the wisest way is gen erally to let him alone, f*>r there is nothing better than this cool, calm, quiet way of dealing with the wrongs we meet with. In New Holland, before a girl is given to her husband, two of her front "tecth are knocked out; the happy lov er then throws a kangaroo skin over her shoulders, spits in her face several times, marks her with painted stripes of different colors, orders her to carry his provision bag to his hut, and if she does not go fast enough lo please him, gives her a few kicks by the way. The “State of Matrimony” has at last been bounded and described by some outAVest student, who says': “It is one of the United States, it is bounded by hugging and kissing on one side, and cradles and babies on on the other, ljs chief product ions aiy population, broomsticks, and staying out late at night. It was discovered by Adam and Eve, while timing to find a passage out of Par-disc. The olmale is sultry till you cross the equinoctial line of housekeeping, when squally wcather sets in with such power as to keep all hands as cOol as cucumbers. For the principal roads leading to this, interesting State, oon suit the firstpur 'of Bright eyes you run against.” ■ Famous PrrslnTunT^Pla^: ByN. Parker Wit l is- Charles Scribner, Aew , York Ml Carter & Co s., Charleston. “Doctors dk*" dccMyoi to tho exact judgment to which W HAAS* is entitled, vet none, we believe, have de nied that-Ms works possess ***> sort, TUTy tcu-tUy to the saleable merits new uniform series, m which the pre sent volume is indued. Iheie aic about him many indications of manner ism to which the fastidious critic would demur, and also a decided propensity towards a subjective thrusting-lorwai and of self that may offend a rigid taste. There is, nevertheless, a resistless charm about his writings that none can fail to perceive, and we arc often tempt - ed to treat him as a fond mother some times does an over-indulged son and heir shake the head at him-in hall se rious rebuke, say “you naughty little fellow, you !” and yet laugh involun tarily at his performances. In his prose works, with a decided, improvement in style and thought, Willis has yet retained the charms and exhibitions of juvenility which gave a zest to his earlier efforts , and amid much quaint moralizing and ma ny sentimental conceits Qf the matured writer, we still 111 id the flippant con ception, the frolic, fancy and impulsive dash of thought which we found, in Philip Sling shy's relation of college scrapes—such as shoving the tail of the President’s rosenante, or of his running away with the “pedlar’s daughter as a proxy for a friend. As to his poetry, lie has “advanced backwards” —none of his later efforts equaling in our opinion the dignity and love of his earlier sacred lyrics or descriptive sketches. The object and scope of the work before us are indicated in the title. The greater portion of it is devoted to foreign travel, and contains the record of a tour that brought the writer into connection with the most famous per sonages of the day, and led him to visit the most interesting places that can attract the traveller. The whole is in the author’s most characteristic stvle—or rather, we may venture to say, that the work exhibits fully the author’s merits and good points with out a corresponding prominence of his faults, as elsewhere betrayed. No man can give a more significant or telling exposition of the ridiculous ten dencies of the daily press in some sec tions towards a Court circular toadyism as regards distinguished personages, -than Willis, and in this respect some • passages in his sketches here present ed of Jenny Lind, Kossuth, the Pres ident,eke., are inimitable and irresisti ble. The fact that the writer occa sionally sins in the same way him self, does not detract from the reader’s enjoyment. If Willis could have found in time a proper subject—for instance a cross between old Sam Johnson and Beau Brummel, with a decided predomi nance of the latter ui externals, he would have improved on Boswell as a snap per up of daily walks and table talks. We hope the author will long enjoy the sale of his w< rks and that our jour nalists will not give him the consump tion again.— Ch. Courier. A clergyman lecturing one after noon to his female parishioners, said: “Be not proud that our Lord paid your sex the distinguished honor of ap pearing first to a female after the res urrection, lor it was-only done that the news might spread the soon er. There is a young gentleman in this place, so modest that he will not em brace an opportunity. Revival Preachers.—Tinsel ass,of ——- - vvTin great distrust by the most intelligent class in all Christian sects, and in many quar ters they have been tolerated rather tuan respected. At the late anniver sary at Andover Theological Semina ry, the Rev. M. P. Braman, of Danvers, one of the most Otrhodox ministers of New England denominated them the “Mendicant Friars of the Protestant Church.” And he said he had a copy of a letter in his possession from one of this class in which, by way of negotia ting the pay for his services, the gen tleman stated that he expected to pe in strumental in converting 200, which would be worth certainly a dollar apiece. If added Mr. Braman, conversions were j raised to a dollar the head they should 1 be warranted the genuine article. Curtain Lecture rv Mrs. Fubbs. “ Fubbs, 1 want to talk to you a while, and I want you to keep awake wnile Ido it. Tou want to go sleep ? Yes, you always want to-go sleep—but 1 don’t. Fin not one of the sleepy kind. It’s a good thing for you, Mr. Fubbs, that you have a wife who imparts in formation bv lectures, else you would be a perfect ignoramus. Eot a thhi<>• about the house to read; except the bi blo that a Christian Association gave you, and a tract that a fellow call ed Porter left one day, entitled 'Light for the Heathens.’- it’s well he left it, for you are a heathen, Fubbs. A ou thank God you ain’t a Mormon?’ \ es, I understand that insinuation, too you profane wretch. You mean you are glad you hain’t but one wife. YOn never would have known there was such a thing a S a Mormon if I htidn t told you, lor you’re too stu) °'y to take a paper. Now, Fubbs, I ite ekire your name ought to be Fibbs— you te Iso many of them. It’s only last A cek that I lost ouo dollar and* fiffv cents on butter that 1 sold to a fellow from town, because I didn’ntknow the market price, which is pulished ev ery week Hus would have almost paid for the paper a whole year. And Ba n t \ou take your gun t’other day and walk clear down to the Big Marsh a tasting, because somebody told you tue i urkeys were marching info the LusMs? Yes* j-ou did~Fubb3. and you need a t deny it. But the turkeys f Cle a 1 out of the rushes,u guess, be fore you got there. Didn’t kill anv, did you? It was a bad day for turkeys wasnt it. And this is a bad night for sleeping amt it? nvhy don’t you spea v, I übbst-—\\ ell, I declare, if the brute am tsnorinc. © . -JjMBgV Vj, I , L “ T ' ■ 1° tho KnFkebrook ocJOngo tUo v ,f me *IOTTCTW ing: One pleasant day last summer, I took my seat in the stage coach bound fi (>m lull Liver to 0 . A mono' the passengers was a little gentleman who had possibly scon five summers,. The coach being quite full,- he sat in the lap of another passenger. \\ lfile on the way, something was said about pick-pockets, and soon became general on that interesting subject. The gen tleman who was then holding 7)ur young friend remarked : _ 1, -\ly fine fellow, how easy I could pick your pocket.” “No you couldn’t,” replied he, “I’ve been looking out for you all the. time.” Cuttin'g Timber.—ls oak, hickory or chestnut timber is felled on the eighth month. (August) in the second running of the sap, and barked, quite a large tree will season perfectly, and even the twigs will remain sound for years; wherea°, that cut in. winter,, and remaining until next fall,,(asthick as one’s wrist,) will be completely sap* rotten, and will be almost useless for any purpose. The body of the oak aplit into rails will not lust more than 10 or 12 years. Chestnut will last longer, but no comparison to that cut in the Bth month. Hickory cut in the Bth month, is not subject to be worm eaten, and will last a long time for fencing. When I commenced farming in 1820, it was the practice to cut timber for post-fencing in the winter. White oak posts and black oak rails, cut at that time, I found would not last more than 10 or 12 years. In the year 1828 I commenced cutting fence timber in the Bth month. Many of the oak rails cut that year are yet sound, as well as most of* those formed of chest nut. Jl the bark is not taken off this month, however, it will peel oil* itself the second or third year, and leave the sap perfectly sound. The tops of j the trees are also more valuable for fuel, than when cut in winter or spring. I advise young farmers to try the the experiment for themselves, and if post fences will not last twice as long, I forfeit all my experience as worth- Profits of Authors.—The Bos ton Post says that Webster’s works were sold to the number of 46,800 volumes last year. So great had been the sale of Judge Story’s books that the copyright yielded SB,OOO yearly. It is supposed that Mr. Prescott’s works have been sold to the number of 160,- 000 volumes, and of Bancroft’s Histo ry 80,000 volumes have been gold, a sale for such a work, entirely unprecedented. The works of Longfellow, "Hawthorne, and several others have also sold very extensively. Chaste.—A woman was giving ev idence in a certain case,-when she was asked by the lawyer : “\\ as the young woman virtuous previous to this affair?” “Was she what?” “Was she chaste?” “Chased! She was chased a quarter of a mile.” ~ •T 'Mutual Confidence . Before an election in Pennsylvania, | a few years since, Hans,'' who was a locofoeo; went to see liis father-in-law, who was a strong whig. ‘llow to to, Hans ?’ said the old ‘How te to, lader?" ‘How you coming to fote, dis fall Haris?’ I ‘Oh nut de locos, of course, fuller.’ ‘Vot! you coin do fote dat locos dicke!?’ ‘Now, Hans, I'll tell you vot I’ll do mit you. You no fote for de locos, and I no fote for de vigs, and dcu you see — don’t you, Hans?’ ‘Very well, fader.’ ‘Vill you do it, Hans?’ ‘Yis, fader.’ ‘Now, don’t you ferget, Hans.’ ‘No, fader.’ After the election, Hans went again to visit his father-in-law. ‘How to to, Hans?’ said the old j man. ‘llow to to, fader?’ ‘Veil, Ilans, did you go the polls?’ ‘Yis, lader.’ ‘Vot! and did you fote?’ A is, fader, I had to do it, dey cot. around me, and wouldn’t let me off. fader.’ ‘Oil, you rascal ! you no do as you say, llans?’ Hans was discovered, and in his confusion rather meekly asked: ‘Hid you go to de polls fader?’ To be- sure, llans.’ ‘Did you fofe?’ ‘To be sure I did,’ replied the old Dutchman, in tones of earnest excite ment. Don t you suppose I know petter dan to.drust a dam loco?’ It will be remembered that Daniel O Connell was a decided Roman eath olie. His daughter, who married a British consul named Wines, is about to join the Church of England. This reminds us.of a certain sectarian priest who boasted of the" conversion of a wemhy Roman Catholic in this wise : “We are linpjvy to state that Mr. P. lias seen the errors of the. Church of Rpine, and : embraced those of the Church of England.” O'Connell had obtained an acquittal for one of liis clients ; the fellow’s joy knew no bounds. “ Oeh, counsellor,” said lie, “ I've no way here to show you my gratitude, but X wisht I saw you knocked down in my own parish, and may be 1 eould’t bring a faction to the rote re,”