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' volume ii.7 " ?' camden,~s(^ . number ^/V 1 ' 1 JL. ... .... ' ., . ;.__l, ... 1 i...... . / Poetical Department. * "' 1 1 ' i * '' r * * , For the Cam-ten Jotirnal. LOVE. Love is a bird of sunim'T'skies; From cold and from winter lie soon departs; But basks hi the beams oi good-numor u eyes, And delights in the warmth of all open hearts, And where once he findeth chill and pain, Doth seldom return to that bower again. ' By those that deepest feel, is ill expressed The indistinctness of the suffering breast, Where thousand thoughts begin to end in one,? Which seeks front all the refuge found in none. ' ^ ' * 1 X- 1 l\o words suture ine secret soui losuuw,. Anil Irulh denies uil eloquence to icoe. , Camden, S. C. CUPID. THE POPULAR CREED. [PUBLISIIKD BT *K(lWST.] Ttiinpsnnd Hollars! Hollars and dimes! An empty pocket's the worst of crimes! If a man's down, give him a thrust?< - ? Trample the beggar into the dust! Presumptuous poverty's quite appalling? Knock hiin over! kick him for falling! If a man's up, oh! lift him higher! ., ". ' , Your soul's for sale, and he's a buyer! Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes! An empty pocket's the worst of crimes! I know a poor but worthy youth* Whose hopes are built on a maiden's truth; But the maiden will break her vow with ease, 1 For a wooer cometh whose charms are these? A Knllnir lw-.fi rt filiH nil PlfintV hpftfl. " MVI,V " IIW1M* 1" V ? A face well tinged with- the Uraudy's red, A soul well trained in villainy's school, And cash, sweet cash?he knoweth the rule: - Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes! An empty pocket's the worst of crimes! I know a hold and honest man, Who strives to live on the Christian plan: But poor he is, and poor will be; , . -1 a 1 ?i ;<? i,?. i ncu UIIU lid ivu UJIU^ iv iiv) At home hemeeteth a starving wife, Abroad he leadeth a leper's life; They struggle against a fearful odds, Who will not bow to the people's gods,' Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes! An empty pocket's tlie worst of crimes! So get ye wealth, no matter how! No questions asked of the rich I trow ! Steal by night, and steal by day, (Doing it all in a legal way.) Join the church an<l never forsake her, l^earn to cant and insult your maker; Be hypocrite, liar, knave and fool, ' ( But don't be poor?remember the rule: Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes!' ' An empty pocket's the worst of crimes! rn Anw.ripnn i* ?...? w ?I)C (bliio. Newspaper Credit System.?-The corcv?poudent of the Baltimore Patriot, speaking ot the National Intelligencer, says, that. the outstanding debts due to that establishment are estimated at 8400,000. 4 . .. < ... We doubt not there are other subscription papers, the proprietors of which can tell as sad n story as tlie oijo above. The loss of every paper of the kind, is no less on an average than twenfu iwir ( laiit iu>r :itimuii w r> bmu' mi in. J ?'* - r- ?.. stance which occurred iu this city a f<tw jears ago, where an old establishment was compelled to fail, at the same time its outstanding debts were not less than $10,000, not oue quarter of which was overcollected by the assignees. The late Mayor Russel once attempted to draw up his subscribers to the paying point; some of them were indebted to him for tweuty years subscription. One of them ordered him to stop the paper. " I'll be d?d," said he, "if I will take, a paper from any man who duns me to j?iy for it!" The old feljow had read the. paper for *20 years without paying a cent to its proprietor. , .Boston Mould. t : iUIO. M. Ill U1UP UV^IU^O liu ViU JOWIIUO | dinner: " The dinner was expleudid, hut iny seat was so promote from tlie nick-nacks that 1 could not ratify my appetite, and Uie (tickled cherries had such* a defect on my hqad, .that I had a inotiuu to leave the tuhle, hut Mr, ?? gave nie hartshorn resolved iu water, whiuh bereaved uie." ...... James Lennox, Esq., of New York, the gen tleman who purchased the original manuscript of Washington's Farewell Address, is said to possess a fortune which yields Sl'20,000 per annum. It is further said that he is a bachelor, and a inan of the most princely liberality and benevolence, and that his charitable 'contributions amount to 800,000 per annum?one half of his income. Tiif. " Firebrand" Rejected.?A scries of freesoil resolutions were rejected by the Connecticut State Convention, last week, by a vote of 1(58 to 17. An attempt to reaffirm the resolutions passed by the last Legislature, was voted down by mi equally decisive vote?151 to 117. The convention reuominut a! the State ticket of List your, Col. Seymour ivreiyiug 104 J votes to scattering tor uoyerno;;. \V e see it is stated in the New ork papers that a large chest of olegant plate, got up by order of Col. Wekb, and packed in a very carefnl manner, was despatched to him from that city a few days since. PrniTv ? A flower that bloomed i-( Paradise, i ^ Sclcctci) Sutfc, ??? . i I t?L _ BEAUTIFUL SKETCH. The following beautiful and touching sketch we copy from the Journal of Commerce : I have worshipped blue eyes, and there'Ts 110 radiance so heavily as that which glfc^ms from them. But black are more bewildering; and, when a shadow of melancholy falls over the forehead, it softens their beautv. while it does not dim them * * * If you will go with rat* now to a glen in the -highlands, and a willow-fchnded hook, I will }>omt out t >ynu the very spot where years ago there stood a,"rude bench, on which many times 1 have seen the fair girl I'Tfow'write of, sitting, ami by. which once 1 saw her kneeling, The cottage under the hill is occupied by strangers, and its broad ball'and largo rooms how C 7 O i -I.* i | .*>* U,.*. ring in nit* itiuguii-r ui uiusi* wm? ivuuw m>i nn whose gentle spirit lniunts their very chambers. tSlie was as beautiful as a dveain." Never w;w holier forehead shaded by raven' tresses so glorious ?is those, if 1 tell yod that 1 loved Sarah D , you will call me mi enflmsiast, and ascribe my admiration-to my passion. I did love her, bat only as a boy worships a being very far above him. I used to 1ioat her feet on the grass, and gaze into lair face, and watclf the play oI Ikt exquisite features. It was there I learned ut rirsthow high and pure, and worshipful, liuinuuity may he. * * "* * was young and beautiful. What need to add that she was loved.' Surely I need not add that she loved, for such as she live on affection, and die for lack of it. Her father devoted his fortune and life to her; and she was heiress to a-large estate. As might be expected, .she had numerous suitors of. every rank ahd y.uiety. 1 cannot now remember all of them, although I then kept-the run of them tolerably well. But of all, there were-only two that appeared to have any prospect of success; and the village gossip were occupied in discussing their relative chances. *' Frank it , was the gayest, best hearted fellow in the world, and, had von seen hint on I i.: .i.-v!.,.. i... !.? ,.fk!..-.i. -id llldliUlCU llf 111V PIUV Ul I7UIU1I XJ J )"U ? VUI\t have said lio was made for her, so wild was his laugh and so joyous her response. Yet, had you been behind the closed shutter of the window in the front of the large white house on the hill, as they rode bv, and had you there watched the compressed lip, the broad calm*forehead, the pale face, and sparkling eye of Josephs. , as he saw them passing, you would have prayed to God tliat that fair girl might belong to that noble man, even as I, h boy then prayed. God has answered 1113' prayer. When the long way was travelled over, and the rugged and dillieult steep surmounted, when Iter fair foot was pressed on the rock at the summit of the lull of life, ami her eyes gazed into the deep blue sky with longing gaze, there, even there, beyond the blue, his outstretched arms receiving her, and his embrace was Heaven ! Go preach to blocks and stones, ve who believe that love is of the clay! G ojireach t o the dead \*e who deny the immortality of the aHection. Go reason with trees, or hills, or images of wood, or with your own motionless, lifeless, ice ?.inil ee wlut believe bec:omc there is no - marrying yonder, there shall he no embracing, or because we may not use the gentle words 'my wile,' we may not clasp these sanctified forms in our own unholy arms! 1 tell you man, that immortality would be a glorious cheat if with our clay dies our first affections. 1 tell you that annihilation would lx? heaven, if 1 believe fhat when mj head at length rests on its outlined pillow, and my lips sink to tho silence and repose of death, these loving eves wiil never look into uiiueagain, this jaire clasp never Ix? around my neck, this holy caress never bless inc more! Hut see how I hasten in advance of my story. And yet, like Canning's knifegrinder, I remember now that 1 have no story to tell, or at host it is a simple history. She loved Joe. His calm and earnest wnv of loving her, won her whole soul. Undid not say much to her in company, nor of her, but when they wore alone, or only some of the children near, his low voice would he musical, and she sjit entranced with its eloquence. I have seen them seated on the bench hv the side of the stream, ami have heard him lead her gentle soul step liv step with him from earth to stars, ami then from star ti> star, until she seemed to he in heaven with him, and listening to the praises of the angels, 1 am unable to tell you how it iiappened that Jpseph S left his profession, (w hich had been law,) and entered the ministry nor am I able to state, though 1 might guess at the causes operating in his own mind. The lather of Sarah I) was not a religions man, and, 1 am sorry to say, wa? ;io of a small class of mcu, who not 01 the truth of our utost holy ereed, lait ' very opportunity to cast ridicule oji its toaclu.a. It was, therefore with great pain that his daughter observed his eoldess and rudeness to Joseph S , and she was not surprised, however much she was grieved when an open rupture rendered the suspension of his visits to the house absolutely neccssarv. They bad never spoken of love. Each know the secret of the other's affection, and what need then of words to toll it! It would have been but the repetition of hackneyed phrases.? And yet there is no music in the words so sweet as those three words,'! love you,' front the lips we love to kiss, lint the father of our gentle friend had feared the existence of some bond between them, and peremptorily required bis daughter to break it ii it did exist. She replied to liiiii, relating the simple (nitli, ami ho desired her to refuse thenceforward to see or si?eak to Joseph. A month of deeper pain than can well he imagined stieeoe led this command during which ; they did not meet. It was on ?i moony night in August that she walked out with me, (then a boy three years her junior,) and sat down on the bench by the side of the stream. The air was clear, the sky serene, and 110 sound disturbed us; but the soft sounds of. tlie wind among the tree-tops made a jdeasant music, and we listened and were silent. The stillness was broken by the voice of Joseph S? You will pardon 111c if I pass over that scene. t .1? . x .1 t* x uaro noi ai tempi uie uesciipuuu ?n ?. n was my first lesspn in liuinan suffering, and though I liave learned, it over and over since then, though the iron has entered my own soul and seared and scarred it, yet I have never seen, nor do I believe I have ever felt, more agony than those felt as they parted that night to meet no more on earth. He bowed his lips to her forehead, and murmured the solemn word' Forever.' She woke at that word, and exclaimed, with startling vehemence,'No, no; there is no such word, Joe.' ' We shall not meet again on earth, my gen- | tie one. And what is earth/ i .'ilcr tall form grew more queenly, and her dark eves flashed divinely as she rose and ex-J (Maimed, in a clear and silvery tone: 'And what is earth? These things must end. I will name a tryst, dear Joe, and you shall keep it. If you pass first into, the other vforld, wait lor me 011 the other bank; and if I go hence before you, I will linger on the other sliore uiitil you come. Will you remember? "1 will live and die in his memory.'. She lifted her face to his, and her arms to his neck, and they clung together in a long and passionate embrace. Their lips did not separate, but were pressed close together, until he felt lwJr form cold, and her clasp relaxed, and he laid her gently down on the old seat, bowed over her a moment in prayer, and was gone. I heard him say,' Take care of her W ,' and so I strove to recall the life that had gone from her lips, and cheeks, and eyes. It cauie Slowly, and she woke as we wake in the morning after death has entered our charmed circle, with an oppression on the brain, and a swimming, swollen senselessness of soul. At length she remembered all; raised herself with a half-articulated exclamation of ago ny, broken by a sob; then fell 011 her knees by the bench, and buried her face in her hands, and remained thus for nearly half .an hour. "When she rose, her face was as the face of an angel. It wore that same ex.dted look "until she died. I think she took cold that night, she was never welLafterwards, and the next winter she passed at.the South, returning in the spring very liragiie, but very beautiful. Joseph S was sent abroad by one of the Boards of Missions of the Church, but his health failed, and he resumed his commission. while lie travelled through the Eastern world. Three years fled with their usual "swiftness. To Sarah D they were very slow and painful years, vet she was happy in her quiet way, and no one dreamed of the strange tryst she was longing to keep on the other side ot that dark river which men so shrink from. She grew feebler daily as the summer anil autumn advanced, and in December she was eviden lbdying. One day her mother had been out of the house, j perhaps making calls. She returned at eve| ning, and, among other incidents of news which i shehad learned, she mentioned to Sarah the . death of her old friend, Joseph S The fair girl was reclining in her large arm I chair, looking out through the closed windows I ;it the snow nil the ground, ami (ho jiuro mooni light which silvered it. '1'liore was no startling 1 emotion visible as her mother mentioned the ' fact which to her was the most solemn yet most joy I ul news the world could give, lor now, how muV.h nearer was their meeting! 1 saw a smile Hash across her laee as the joyful news reached her ear. I saw her forehead raised to feel (he caress which 1 know she felt! She | was silent lor many minutes, and then spoke in feeble yet very musical accents, and 1, hoyi.-hly, I wept aloud ' Then she smiled, and looked at j nte with linger upraised, ami said, ' Wyit a little while longer, dear w Aim then altera moment, she said, '.Mother is the snow very deep J* ' Not very, dear. Wliy did you ask V ' llorniise, if it were deep, I thought it would l?e (lilhcult lor old .Mr. Smith to tiud our lot in the grave-yank Are all the head-stones covered, mother ' What is the matter, Sarah ? What if they I arc covered i' 'Mother, dear it isuseless tn conceal it from ourselves, or from one another. Vou know, and I quite as well, that 1 am living. 1 have not wished to live, only lor one thing 1 did long lor life, ami I dreaded to meet death all alone! Hut now 1 shall not. W will tell you what 1 menu when I am gone. ^ es - gone, dear mother. I shall not he here any longer. This chair will stand here, and I shall not lie any where near it. Vou will he here, and father, and you will rise and walk ahout, and visit, and go in an out, and sleep, and walk again, and so on day after day, ami I shall have no nart anv Ionizer in vou r en res ami joys? i " ~ r? i >i ?dear mother;' and, as slip uttered the last two words, sin* put her arms around her mother s nock, and kissed her fondly, and sank hack into her chair again. I sat at licrlcct, watching Iter matchless features. A smile was flitting , across t hem ? now there, now ?f??ne; vet each time it appeared, it lingered longer than before* until it became fixed, and so holy, so very holy, that I grew bewildered as 1 gazed, and a strange Iromnr ikicbiuI Ilirnmrli inv hoflv. J, , , Tin* I>ro;itli of jiwu't' was fanning licr glorious lirow! Ilor liond was IiowimI a wry littlo forward, anil a tress, cseapiiio from its Itonds, foil livtlic sido of her |miiv white tornj?]? , and idn?e l*? Iter jn<t opened lips. It hung there motionless. . No breath disturbed its repose! She slept as an angel might sleep, having accomplished the mission of her God. ? - ? iDcfcvrciJ ^.rticlca. Correspondence of the Camden Journal. WASHINGTON, Feb. 20, 1850. Dear Sirs:?I have read an account somewhere oi'an individual who was placed above an open keg of powder, near which a flaming torch was ? 11? t mi? conimuaiiv uurniug. xnc jjuui man, cuuikij ignorant of the important fact when the powdgr would explode, indeed not being positively .satisfied that it ever would ignite, but still Fearing that it would, being thus acted upon by so many powerful excitements lost his wits, and with his wits, went his life, Now-we poor, disfranchised people of this District of Columbia, are halfway?mind you, only half way?like that mau. Congress is our powder keg, in whose bowels there is a deadly hostility to our dearest rights. There are men in that Congress who would strip us of our property, nnH tmrrmlp nnnn nil tbnt either the South or our selves hold sacred. All kinds of men are in Congress, and of course schemes of every description are hatched and brought forward, and the District conies in for a goodly share of the attention of the representatives of the Nation. We would rather not receive thpge civilities, but the gentlemen will force them upon us. They say slavery must be abolished here. Well, let them do it: we will not lose our wits in consequence thereof. Such a law as that, we know, is unconstitutional. We haVie placed ourselves under the protection of the Souths and if she will he faithful to her pledges, we will stand erect before the eye of God and man, and invoking the shades of pur fathers who fell at Camden, we will meet undaunted any and every peril that may present itself. Men shall forget the race of Bladensburg, and only recollect that we are the children of a glorious and illustrious ancestry of revolutionary renown. Whilst speaking of the District of Columbia, allow me to correct an erroneous impression that has gone abroad. It is thought that many of our citizens, if not a majori. ty, are abolitionists or freesoilers. Mow 1 know that two-thirds of our people arc as firm and as true adherents to Southern interests and institutions, as can be found anywhere. This was fully demonstrated some few weeks ago. A number of our respectable citizens called a meeting through the newspapers of their fellow citizens, lor the purpost; of petitioning to Congress to give us a Territorial Government, and to take generally into consideration the defects in our laws. The whole thing, however, was too transparent. It was suspected that some of the principal gentry in this move, were anxious for a seat in Congress. (Just imagine " the honorable gentlemen from the District of Columbia has the lloor." This certainly is enough to stimulate these gentlemen to get up other such farce, it certainly is comic for "lcariied gentlemen"' to contend that Congress has thepower to give us a Territorial Government.) It was also believed that the abolitionists had a hand in this business; that they were anxious by this move to give Congress an excuse for attacking our rights and freeing our slaves; for every ohe must see that should Congress, at our invitation, undertake a thorough revision of our laws, that the first and most prominent institution to be,attacked, would be that of domestic slavery, and that if this attack should fail, it would nevertheless be a fire-brand in Congros?a source of mischief and agitation to the entire country. Wo therefore, by an overwhelming majority, voted the whole scheme to ho inexpedient. Last Monday was a great day in Congress.? Sonic abolitionist moved that the Committee on Territories hr instructed to report a hill admitting California into the Union with her present Wilmot. Proviso constitution. The South were then in thu mil ioi it v. It \V?ts evident lliat it iliu cjucmioo were juit, thai it must pass. So the true friends of the Union and the Constitution, determined to defeat, llieir opponent hy a system of parliamentary tactics. Accordingly, a direct vote on the proposition was evaded, and the House was kept voting 011 motions to adjourn, motions to excuse members from voting. A c., until midnight; at whieli time the Speaker derided that the parliamentary day had ended, and the House had to adjourn. This matter cannot, under the rules of the House, be again considered until two weeks have elapsed, dating from last Monday. May the voiceofa wise . < 111 r i (liflu-itnl in the 11 a i: 01 nrjnvsciitauvts wucii this matter .-hull again lie agitated,. Yours, CECIL. NORTHERN' AND SOUTHERN LITERATURE. As \vustated a short time since, the truth is too apparent lo he denied, that Northern literature has ' lieen supported to a large extent hy Southern people, to the neglect of their own. It is a humiliating fact, lint is nevertheless true. A correspondent ot that excellent paper, the Jiawrenr.oville Ilerald, of the 8lh instant, writes to suit us. in tin- conclusion of his article upon this subject, he says: ]>y supporting our own presses, we make them more worthy of our support. That a larger subscription would enable them to make greater improvements, it needs no labored effort to prove, if the money that is annually sent North to support Northern presses, was pvon to our own, tlii'ir improvement would lie incredible. Thanks lo a more enlightened poliey, this is beginning 1o he the muse, ami its efforts are daily soon in the improvement of our journals. Wo will give an annlagous case from aclual experience to supjiort this view. In Uio \ South Carolina College, in days of vore, it was ? the custom for Southern gentlemen to send their sons to Princeton, Yale and other Northern IngtiThtfoYtfWtht? neglect of their own. The consequence was, that very often our loved institution lai'guished. How, now, since this has stopped? .Under the Presidency of the gifted niid great Preston, it flourishes like tlie green bay tree.' Why? Our citizens send their sons tdAiieif1 own Institntion, and Carolina's pride prospers. Again, the North does net reciprocate (Kir Support. Who ever sees a Southern J nl' in r* \l Attn Rno^inrv P AAm ? jiniiiiui in is iiuiwiuu ivi/uiu ; jl uc V Hike riot our papers, but laugh at us for our folly. Upon oven'centre table, in every parlor of the South, are to be found the puerile and effeminate Magazines of the North. Do we find by its side, the Southern Literary Messenger ? No! no! Oar ladies-and intellectual people it seems are- more delighted with the sickly sentimentalities, and nonsensical nothings of these Magazines, than with the solid, chaste, unique, and"rich articles of that ably conducted Month iy the ssontnern JLrterary Messenger. These things ought not so to be. By so doing we acknowledge ourselves their intellectual inferiors. Is this so? does history prove it so ? In the political firmament, the stars of Clay and Calhoun* the champions of Whiggery and Democracy, have shed a steady and increasing brilliancy tbr the last half century. The South is ilie land of Washington, Jefferson, Henry, Madison, Monroe and" Polk. * The names of the South's literary stars is Legion, Sirrtms, Longstreet and Meek, are of her' bright srtArs. The South is intellectually the' superior of the North. We must cease looking to the North for ever}* tiring, and rely upon our own unbounded resources. We must jmt of the chains of our vassalage, and 110 longer, everi'iii appearance, be their literary subjects. u Tri those who would see the South free from herlntellectual shackles, we say support your own presses more worthy of support, we say yield them your assistance. To those who wish to support sound morality, and a healthy social feeling, we say support our own presses. But if you love digests of crimes, and startling accounts of infamy and vice, we say read Northern papers. We are mentally, morally, add geographically, their superiors. Let us exercise that superiority. A travelling Yankee is getting to be a scarce article in this countrymay Yankee Journals soon be as scarce, and the South be what she should be, and is, the pride of her sons, and the joy of the world. iSF" The following eloquent passage occurs in a lat* speech of Professor Brumby on Geology: "Geology does not even here sutler by a comparison with astronomy. It conducts us to the invisible universe beneath us, and, as an eminent philosopher has eloquently expressed, points out to us the milky way, and the fixed stars of animal life, which the microscope reveals, overpowering ia tt'ifK tlwi mtttfnmlntirtit f\f t)w> nc n-ulI as the mightiest of the works of creative energy. - It is>impossible to convey a just idea of the nature of the discoveries of Ehrenburg, Tinsdaler Bayk-y and others, in the milky way of microscopic lbssil animals, without entering into detail, which, however interesting to the naturalist, would be improperly introduced here. It is sufficient lor my present purpose to observe that, as ail magnitudes t I... ?l;|.n t,-. lit ii.Oi.it.. rv..nt?- <1... i, n...1n.ti.l revelations ot" astronomy canriot impress the mind witir more exalted conceptions of created wisdom and power, than the examination df myriads ofdistincl'and complicated forms, constituting whole masses of tiie hardest rocks, slate, hint, iron ore, semi-opal, noble op; 1 yet no light: that, in this specimen, 137 millions of their skeletons weigh li:it one grain, and are so minute that lorty-one thousand millions are crowded into one cubic inch. And if astronomy suggests the thought that all the brilliant orbs which garnish the Heavens, may be % residence of sentient and happy beings, gcology proves to her votaries, wrapt m delightful i ontempln'.ion of divine benevolence, that this planet has been tenanted by happy beings, through siiccosh e eye'e-, inconceivab.y long. It shows us, that not only our a par. mollis arc warmed, and our cities lighted by coal, f rom the wreck of mighty forests, tlut coven d the prmeval valleys; but that our most costly edifices are often huiit of rocks, cut iVum mountain masses, of the habitations ol* extinct races of microscopic animals, and that even the cliaplet of beauty shines with the very sepulchres in which millions of once happy beings are nmv entombed! Thus it shows that death has in process of time, by a provision of infinite benevolence, become the handmaid and ornament of life.'" AN IMPOSTKIt. \L lite remiest of the ncnrrioveil (ir.-iiwht wither. , . 1 CO r we pnpiish the following:? A man of genteel appearance calling himself William Hampton, professing to he from Madison Parish, Louisaua, came into the vicinity of iMilledgeville, in Apiil hist. Affecting to have business in the ueighhorhood, lie made many acquaintances, among them a very worthy young lady, Miss Mary King, whom lie addressed and married. After remaining with her about three months, pretending to prepare to return to Louisiana, lie sold herpropertv amounting to near three thousand dollars, pocketed the money, and thereupon deserted her* without I having given any intimation of such intention. As there are good reasons to believe that | this is not the first act of the kind he has been rniit v td. liie C?ratulmotlior conceives it to be her duly tlius to hold the man up to public i scorn, and to put it on its guard against a recurrence ol the like. Said Hampton (if that he I his true name) is rather handsome in Ids person? | about six l'oet high, of fair complexion, sandy hair, blue eyes, about twenty six or seven years of age. In manners very sociable, and profusewit h his money. Oct Ivlitors of newspapers in South and North Carolina, Alabama, .Mississippi, Jaw; isiana, and all others who leel disposed to aid | the cause of public morals will please notice I the aboi.-.? .Southern licronl.