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VOLUME XXVI. " W: r" *S . CAMDEN, sX THURSlffi MORNIIW, AUGUST f 186T. ||||1? 1 NUMBERi ; . . . : _LM1|[Mil | _ . ; __ . - ?- / - ' - .' JKifiSB PUBLISHED "WEEKLY BY THOMAS W. PEGTJES. i - - ? TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. N Three Dollars a year Cash?Four Dollars If payment is ilclayeil three montlis. . TtATES OF ApVERTISING, PF.U SQUAItE. For the first insertion. $1.50; for the second, $1.00; for the third, 75 cents; for each subsequenf'Insertion, 50 cents. Semi-monthly. Monthly and Quarterly advertisements, $1.50 each insertion. The space occupied by ten lines (solid, of tlijs size type) constitutes a square. ' Payment is required in advance from transient advertisers, and as soon ;is the work is 'done, from regular customers Contracts made for yearly and half-yearly advertising (payable quarterly) made on moderate terms. " *"* ^ MISCELLANEOUS. (BY REQUEST.) A SERMON. BY REV. W. FULLER, A DEAF MUTE. 1st. " Hell aieaits you, come to he saved."? Hell is not a fable invented by priests to frighten their fellow-men; but as sure as the Bible is the word of God, so sure is it that." the wicked shall be turned into hell, and all nations that forget God." "It is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment." Then all men must give an account of " the deeds <lone in the body." "God will judge the secrets of all men." Then all sinners who have not obtained pardon by coming to Jesus will be on the left hand of the judge, who will pronounce their dreadful sentence, "depart, ye eursedinto everlasting fire, prepared the devil and his angels." Oh, who can tell the torments of that place ! Ho more pleasant light of day, no more cheerful voice of friends, no more comforts of home, no more pleas- j Tires of.the world, and si^VSHie Yieli ' man can take-' ngag o/ins^calth-wtt^ , ' v' -^&,;the gay man iiftrie.of hia-anra'se-. 1 past sins will be clearly remembered, j -and past opportunities of escape, now 1 gone forever. 0, that one of thera 1 might conic back! 0, for one more , Sabbath! 0, for one more hour to } ipray for mercy ? Butitwill be then too i date. Darkness forever, sin forever, ' woe- forever; Jesus speaks of it as ! "the lake that burnetii with fire-and .brimstone?outer darkness, where. ( there is weeping and gnashing of teeth?where the worm dietli not, and the fire is not quenched?where -1 the wicked rich man, being in tor-'ments, cried out, "send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger ; in water and cool my tongue, for I am tormented in this flame." There ""he that is filthy, shall de filthy still," and "the smoke of their torment as"? -y t* ? J >> cenaeuiup lor ever anu. iur ever. ? What misery can be greater than what such words as these describe! How dreadful, then to be in hell! What more horrible; and every unforgiven sinner is on his way to it; you whose eye now reads this page, if you are not pardoned, you are on your way. ? ? NEVER. "I will never leave thee nor forsake tliee."" Let every believer . grasp these words, and store them up in his heart. Keep them ready, and have them fresh in. your memory; you will want them ohe day. The Philistines will he upon you, the hand of sickness ?i^,? +t,^ ~ :n IVin itijf jruuium, me wi tenuis urn .draw near,.the valley of the shadow t of death will open up before your ^ .eyes. Then comes the hour when you will find nothing so comforting as a text like this, nothing so cheering as a realizing sense of God's companionship. . / . Stick - to that word cneverIt is Tvorth its weight in gold. Cling to it as a drowning man clings to a rope. Grasp it firmly, as a soldier attacked | en all sides grasps his sword. God P thas said, and He will stand to. it,"I Will neVer leave thee." "Neverl" Though you.r heart be often faint, and you are sick of self, and your many failures and infirmities?evfen then the promise, will not " "Never!" Though the devil whis; 1 pers, "I shall have you at last; yet a L little time and your-faith -will fail, and you will be mine." Eveu then the word of God will stand."Never/" When the cold chill of death is creeping over you, and friends can do no more, and you arc starting on that journey from which there is no return?-even then Christ will not forsake you. . "Never!" "When the day of judgment comes, and the books are opened, and the dead are rising from their graves, and eternity is beginning? even then the promise will bear your i weight; Christ will not leave Jlis hold on your-Soul. .-?> ' f * 0, believing reader, trust in the Lord forever, for He says, "I will never leave you." Lean back all your weight upon Him, do not be afraid; Glory- in his promise, lle| joice in the strength of your consolation. You may say boldly, "The Lord is my helper, 1 will not fear. Jtyle. Tiie Bible.?The Bible is the treasure of the poor, the solace of the sick, and the support of the dying, and while other books may "amuse and instrust in a leisure hour, it is the peculiar triunph of thaf book to create light in the midst of darkness, to alleviate the sorrow which admits of no other alleviation, to direct a beam of hope to the heart which no other topic of consolation can reach; while guilt, despair and death vanish at the touch of its holy inspiration. There is something in the spirit and i dictation of tlie Bible, which is found j peculiarly adapted to arrest the at-1 tention of the plainest and most un-' cultivated minds. The simple structure of its sentiments, combined with 0 the lofty spirit of poetry?its familiar allusions to the scenes of nature and transactions of common life?the de- : lightful intermixture of narration with 1 the doctrinal and perceptive parts? 1 and the profusion of miraculous facts; j which convert it into a sort of enchan- 1 Background?its constant adv^rtance to the Deity, whose perfections -it- 1 rnndpm -* stptvifig upon it an interest which attaches to no other performance, atfd * ivhich, after assiduous and repeated | v perusal, invest it with much of the i1 diarm. of novelty; liketheorb of day, 'j it which we are wont to gaze with unabated astonishment from infancy 1 to old age. What other book besides 1 the Bible could be heard in public as- 1 sembliea from year to year with at- ' tention that nevers tries anil an inter- 1 est that never cloys? With few ex- ' eeptions, let a portion of the- sacred f volume be recited in a xnixed mul ( titude, and though it lias been heard jf a, thpusand times, a universal stillness epsues, every eye is fixed, and every j ear is awake and attentive. Select, ] if you can, any other composition, 1 and let it be rendered equally famil- ' iar to the mind, and sec whether it will produce this effect. What is Happiness??Let a man have all the world can give him, he is ! still miserable if he has a grovelling, 1 undevoted mind. Let him have his ' garden, his fields, his woods, his lawns; for grandeur, plenty, ornament, and gratification; while at the same time God is not in all his thoughts, and , let another have neither field nor gar- : den, let him only look at nature with : an enlightened mind?a mind which can see and adore the Creator in all his works?can consider them as demonstrations of his power, his wisdom, his goodness and truth; this man is greater as well as happier in his poverty, than the other in his riches?the one a little higher than a beast?the other a little lower than an angel. Terrible Disease Along tiie Yazoo.?A terrible disease similar to the cholera, broken out among the freedmcn on the plantations along the Yazoo River tvnd the lower part of Carroll County, Mississippi. It has. every appearance of cholera, but it is confined entirely to the negro popu lation. Eleven of the latter had died within a fc\y; days on one platation, and lesser numbers on otljers, Avhilst many of the ncgrocsn are dagcrously sick. ? The Jackson (Mississippi) Clarion suggest General Jas. Longstrect for Congress as a Senator from Lousiana. It makes this nomination Avithout the knowledge of that gentleman, but feeling that the honor of the South "would be secure if confided in council to the keeping of one who guarded it so atcII in the field. A Young Minister hugged against his WlLL.?-A most ludicrous scene-transpired in A place not a thousand miles from the city" of Louisville one night last week, which, though a little annoying to the pairties immediately concerned, was yCt so innocent and funny tl\at/ We"' cannot refrain from giving >the7gehend outlines?suppressing names, 'of. course. Two sprightly and beautiful young ladies were visiting their cousin, aitother sprightly and beautiful young* lady, who, like her guests, o?. thathappy age' winch turns everything into fun and merriment. If the truth were told, we fear that we shouldhave to record the fact that these, three young misses werd just a little bit fast. They were fond, of practical jokes, and were continually playing all sorts of mad pranks with each other. All three occupied a room on the ground floor, and huddled up together in one bed. w,? Two of the young ladies attended''' a party on the night in qucstfcjiji, and did not get home until half-past-'' 12 o'clock at night. Asifcwas late^tliey concluded not to disturb the household, so they quietly stepped into tlieit'rooin through the low window. In about half an hour after they had left for the party a young Methodist minister called at the house where tfley were staying and craved a night's logding, which of course was 1 cheerfully granted. As ministers always have the best of everything, the old lady put him to sleep in the best i room, and the young lady (Fannie) ' who had not gone to -the party was i entrusted with the duty of sitting up -1 forjwic absent ones and of informing -i tneih of the change of rooms. She took 1 up her post in the parlor and as the 1 night was sultry, sleep overcame her i and she departed on an excursion to 1 the land of drearus. We will now re- < turn to the young ladies who had gone t nt'o their room through the' window. J By the-dim light of the moonbeams t :o descry tlie outlines* of Fannie (as c hey supposed) ensconced in the mid- c lie of the bed. They saw more, to s yit?a pair of boots. The truth s lashed upon them both at once, i rhey saw it all, Fannie had them n the room to give them a scare. They 1 fut their heads together and deter- 1 nined t.n turn the tables on her. Si- 1 lently they disrobed, and as stealthy i is cats they took their positions on ? ?aeh side of the bed. At a given .t ngnal they'both jnvnpcd into bed, one i )n each si do 'of the unconscious person, laughing, and screaming, "Oh, t what a man, Ob, what a man!" they t gave the bewildered minister such a ( promiscuous hugging and tousling few J persons are able-to brag of in the t course of a lifetime. < The noise of this proceeding awoke 1 the old lady, who was sleeping in an 1 ndjoining room. She comprehended t the situation in a moment, and rush- < ing to the room, she opened the door ] and exclaimed : "My God,' gals, it is i a man; it is a man shurc enough!" There was one prolonged, consolidated scream; aflasli of muslin through, the door, and all was over. The best of the joke is that the minister took the whole thing in earnest. He would listen to no apologies the lady could make for the girls. H<? would hear no excuse, but. he solemnly folded .his clerical robes pypund him and stole away. Query?Was he mad at the girl s, or at the okl woman? ., . - Louisville Courier. . Qnc day, during the hard winter of -18G2, a Miss Arnold applied to Gen. Milro'y for a permit to forage her cow, " " -i ^..4. whose milk was tne cuiei. o ui the family. "Arc you loyal?" asked the General. "Yes," she replied. lie began to write the permit. "To the United- States or Confederate States?" "To the Confederacy, of course," she replied. "Then I shall give you no permit. This infamous rebellion must be crushed." "Well saidslje, "if you think you can crush it by starving John Arnold's old cow, go it." Most of the gold now going to Europe is to pay the expenses of persons now travelling there, and it is estimacd that they will spend $10,000,000 this season, vrrrj :? ? . r? :. f: -The Dignity of Labor.?It is ari indication ef idleness in any mind to be;ashamed of work Jt is to, deny the Ihw of Nature, for it is a univer-. .sal..man date, written in the necessity ^pfjtfiings, that "in the sweat of thy ;jacb" is everything grtat or valuable to be accomplished. We look as in yaip,: to witness the accomplishment Of anything without the application of mental or physical effort. Where are the monuments of creative idleness? " When are the .triumphs of genius everlastingly at rest ??They^ rtO;beionnd in the past.His--1 Xot^Snakes no record of them, /they* atd not among the wonders of the. present. The universe is void of all trace of them, for they are not, and lave not been. All that dignifies listory, or makes the present glorious, ias been the same -law of work. What lasnot labor done?.In fact, nothing ias \ been done. without it. It has huilaed our cities, floated our navies; edrbur armies' and governed the natinn Tf line* ntnrod' tko mind nf flin student, penned the inspiration of the ppet, struck eloquence from the mute marble, giving history an unfprgetting Uj^empry, and thrown hues and speaking lines of life upon inanimate canvass. All this and more has labor done. It has beautified life and made ittolerable. Without work, existence were a dull monotonous prolongation of days, with jaaught to mark the lapse of time, but the rising/and setting sim. \^lio covets the barren life full of ease, that has no manly struggles, no doubtful battle-fields, no generous thjflls? Rather than to be doomed to such a Bead Sea-.fate, we would be thrown upon the billows in an eternal Conflict, to alternate forever between triumph and- defeat. They yhose.lofosfo lofcjof toil. in their madness often sigh for repose and careess indulgence of the opulent cliil- i iron of Mammon. But Itttle-do they i ,hink of the: days vacant of incident; mjlrthe -nights;|burdened ^ith^'eleeg, tnckj$ie ^seli^ir^urns of'&fcfbwnS' 1 p isnajaed^jgf ?9.9-. * >f genuine impulse, the consciousness ] if mighty^ passion, awakening: the c inblimity of life, and .the proud and : atisfyiiig repose' that. .eomes'-with fi lal triumph >ov.et temporary ills. Wehavosaid there is a dignity-in abor. Every one bas? felt it, who las -lent himself earnestly to work. Je has-felt tl?t lii.s virtue "was safest, vlien lie had thrown about it the safeguard of honest, unwavering occupa,ion. -These arc the moments of his nost conseious pride. . ' ...! It should be the part of education . 10 inculcate the love of labor, the eslecm of its reward and the supremacy >f its law. Were its true dignity appreciated, men would seek to make heir children gentlemen by making hem workers, rather than putting noncy into their purses. If idleness pean evii, then is the father's blessing too often a curse. Labor is not JTierous when performed with an appreciation of its nature. It thon hacomes dignified and honerable, elevating man to his position among the creatures of Omniscience. Neglecting this law, of his being, he be comes an ifHm;in ^universe of activity and energy. He sLeeps till t]ie. crisis cxf a great destiny is past. He sells his birth-right for a day of ingl.opo.ns ease. . lie doffs the priestly garments of Nature, and puts on in c.ts stead-, the beggarly, rags of J\n out-cast and a vagabond. Wonderful Machine.?Three new patents were issued to Captain E-. B-. Olmsted, Superintendent and disbursing cleric of the Post Office Department, on his machine for making envelopes. This really wonderful machine cuts, gums, folds prints an official or business card or post office stamp, counts, tics in packages of aoaIi onrl Knvr>s nntnirm, LWUJII'J-uv V vuvu, uuu vvikvw, tically, at the rate of 240,000 in ten hours. The inventor has been for several years engaged in perfecting his invention.?National Intelligencer. #??r The annual Ipss by thewear of coin is estimated at one-tenth of 1 per cent., and the consumption by thwarts and loss by fire and shipwreck at $3,000000 a year. 'i Horace Greecley is to contribute his autobiography to the New York Ledger, in series of papers with the title "Recollections of a Busy Life." The fi rst three papers will appear in a few weeks, after the last of a series of papers by College Presidents has been printed, BRE AIDING-IfP A SETTING HEN ,? "Timothy, that; air yaller hen's settin'. agin,";safd Mrs.'Hayes to her son.'one morning at breakfast. ,-v "Well, lether set," remarked Timothy, helping himself to a Jarge piece of "cheese, ifl reckon Tucan stand it as long as she can." ^ ' f "I do wish you would tryvto be a little equinomical to cheese, Timothy; I've cut the very last of .flay lotj and it's only, the first of May. And now as.soon as you've done eating I want you to.go oijJt. an^-brdak. up that hen^ i <She's settin'fcon an ofd ax' and Itwo bricks now." "I.hppe she'll hatch 'em," returned Timothy. ( f* / ^ If she was set now, she'd hatch the.rfourth week in May. It's a bad sigh; something allers happens arter it; Stop giggling, Helen Maria; by tlie time you get to be as old as yer ma, ye'll see further than you do now. There was Jenkins' folks, their topknot hatched the last of May, and Mrs. Jenkins, she had the- conjunct . tioii of the lungs, and woald have died if they hadn't killed.#"lamb aij$wrapped her in the hide while-it Was warm. That was all thai saved her.'3 '' With such a. startling proof., of the truth and the. omen before him, Timothy finished lus breakfast in haste-'" and departed for-" the barn, from ; Which he soon ^returned bearing biddy by the legs. j " What shall I do with her, mother??She'll get on again, and she's , cross as bedlam^she skinned my < hands, and would be the death of me ; if she could get-loose. ; ( " I've heer'nt it said it was a good plan tothrow 'em up in the air," said } Mrs; Hayes. "Aunt Peggy broke g one of setting only three times trying. ? Spose you try .it," j "Up -she goes; head or tail!" cried Tim, as he' tossed the volcano <= skyward. *- ' t ^Laud-bmassy, exclaimed h?rs. H.,- . ^she'^-^jMnipg; down in *the vpah of \ bread"that I set out on tho gyeat rock c m,. ,.,*1, ,.To iLfi^kin H , JJ-i.fJi&nt.- ?nn.qrrhaiw rr _JL TS r " Down with? the traitors, up with } the stars," sang out Tim, elevating ^ biddy again with something lcss^han j a.p;int_g?hatter hanging to her feet. ? ~" (Jcwd gracious me, wuss and j wuss,"' cried" Mrs. Mayes, ana um ( agreed with her, for the hen had ] come down on the well-polished tile 1 of Esquire Bennet. who happened to , be passing, and.the dignified old gen- , tleuian. was^thc father, of Cynthia ^ Bennett, the young lady with whom , Tim was seriously enamored. 1 .The Squire looked daggers, brush- 1 ed off the' dough with his handker- . chief., and strode on in gilcnce, "Yes, but it's going up'.'again," said Tim, spitefully seizing the chick-. ing biddy and. tossing her at random into the air. Biddy thought it time to manifest her individuality, and ; with a loud scream she darted against the parlor window, broke through, knocked down the canary cage,' and landed plump in the silken lap of Mrs. Gray, who was boarding at the farm house. Mrs. Gray screamed with horror, and starting up, dislodged biddy, who flew at fyer reflection in the lookingglass with an angry hiss. The glass was shattered and down came the hen astonished beyond measure, against ? '? " i i x i a vase oi flowers, which upset, mm iu .falling knocked over the stand-dish and deluged with water a pair of drab colored velvet slippers which Maria was embroidering for her lover, Mr. James Ilcnshaw. Idolen entered the room just as the mischief-had been d.Qne, and viewing the ruin, at once laid it tp her brother Timothy. She heard his steps bebjpd her, and the unfortunate hen flung full into his face. There was a smothered, oath, and the hen came back, with the force of a twenty pound shot. kTv?l wvo TTni* ovoq wnro J.1C1CU V,V*9 UICi>U. vj vw ?? V. W nearly put out vrjth the feathery dust and dough, and she vent at Timothy with a true feminine zeal. She hfolve his vatchguard in a dozen pieces, crushed his dickey and began ft. pull his whiskers out by. the roots, wlion suddenly she remembered that Timothy had no whiskers to pull out by the roots. But when she came to look closer, she perceived that the man she hail nearly annihilated ^as not Timothy, but James Honshaw. Poor Helen burst into tears and fled into her chamber, the usual refuge for heroines; and James, afterwashing his face at the kitchen sink, mmmmapOTHMHiMBM - V, went liome^ernlj resolved neve*.to marrv a ;woman with such a temper^', <. ; | *" V '\ lish h'et^f ori, t^ ' "v< determined / v* Mrs. Hayes soon discovered i$rrand she having heard: j^^dippihg iii; water would cure ud>roddiiie?s," ... set forth for tbe;fcT00^^^]^&eh50W|p;r:.:.vv^ '" in her apron. .. . ? Mrs. Weaver, an *otd' $$dfc ?f ..'! <jna^elsbm,e.teinperm6^Tmd ^ near, and was'at swoycTS point'" " *;'' Mrs. Hayes, was just coming to thVv;^. ">*>; brook for a pail of water, land spied* . the yellow head of the bird peeping out from Mrs. Hayes' apron. h "There!" she exclaimed,"now I've". found out what puzzled me to death '" nigh about a weak. I've found, qjzfc whare that yellow pullet has'gone -ta? Mrs. Hayes, -I allers knowedy'ou was a wicked, dcsatcful woman," but I didn't think vnii'S ctaol " ..'?Steal ? me steal ? Who are you1 talking, to, JUrs. Weaver ?" said Mrs. Hayes,,on her dignity. " u I'm talking to you, madam, that's ^ho I'm talking to! You've stolen1 my hen what I got oyer to uncle Gil-; lies', and paid fort in sassengers.? ShcVa real. Dorking. Give her 'fo me right here or I'll use fore'??***** "She's mv hen, and you touchjher < if you dare f". "* " I'll show you what I dare !"ye!ll-' * sd Mrs. Weaver, growing purple, and' seizing the ill-starred fowl by. the tail she gave a wrench and the tail came )utin her hand. ...... The sudden cessation of resistance ipsct Mrs. Weaver's balance, and. she fell backward in jo the brook, (pattering the mud and astonished )olliwogs in every direction. " ' . \ ' v She was a spry woman, and W*$ '' loon on her feet again, ready to renew lie assault. * . "Give TOcuijr hen,1'slle cried thrusi^-? "5S ng^cr fist into Mrs:' Hayes' . >yo\i old hag*and hypocrite you!^ .* mAicbft. s^r.and,. diiMT; at the ' Juciieii mougm 11 piupei tu'uuijw ler colors, and uffermgW unearthly jell, "she flew out of the covert squarfc nto the face of Mrs. Weaver, wh&ii 1 .he raked down with her nails until t rescmblca the pages of. a ledger^ ;rc3sed and recrossed with red ink,? Mrs. Hayes caught a stick of brushwood from the fence?Mrs. Weave? lid the same?and a regular duel would probably have been fought the bank of the creek had not su{k lenly gave way and precipitated both the indignant women into, the -water. They scrambled out on opposite sides, and the hen sa? perched in . an stpple, tree and cackled in-triumph. r, The ladies shook themselves, and[ by consent went home. They not spoken since. The hen disappeared, and was not seen until three weeks afterwards, when she made her appearance with eleven nice yellow chickens. She. found some other fowl's nest and had set in spite of fate. But, altogether not "broken up"* herself, she broke up two matches?, for Cynthia Bennett was at the next time Timothy callee,. and Mr. Henshaw never forgave Helqi\ for having such a temper, A dissipated couple, in Cleveland^ Ohio, quarreled tl?e other day," when, the husband converted his property, into cash, intending to seperate alto.-ccthe^ancl leave the city ne?t day.-r-. lie deposited $4,500 between the. cloth of liis vest, where his wife foundit in the night She substituted an old almanac, and next day they tool^ different trains, he going to Toledain blissful ignorance of his loss, and she to her friends in Indiana -\yith the mo^ nov * ?vy.. The Texas papers spea? of a, general disposition among the farmers jojf that State to. lessen the quantity and! improve the quality of tbeland they cultivate. This change is caused by the scarcity of labor, \yhich leads -to, . improved1 cultivation and an increase of production from a given quantity of land, It is expected that Hon. II. L. Grigsby, of Norfolk, the oldest living contemporary of Jefferson, whowa^ a classmate at William and. Mary College with Jefferson when Virginia was a colony under the British Crown, and who was a member of the. Convention of 1776, w.ill be one of the. speakers on the occasion of the erection of the J kfferson statue at Charlottes-, ville. Virginia, October 7., L