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0 a m ottv t o t~ f ja n ft l sL bg"W e w ill cling to the Pillars of t eand If It ust fall, w e w ill Perib asnidst time R uin. SINKINS, DURISOE & CO., Proprietors. EDGEFIELD, S. ., JUNE 9, 1858. _- --_ Written for the Advertiser. THE WIFE'S PUNISHMENT; 0 n, -0 BY JENNY WOODBINE. ----- CHAPTER I. I gaze upon thy face, young bride, Where lillies mid the roses hide, And where the shadows softly glide Then turn away and weep. " And do you ever fancy that T shall grow into the tame slave you are, Mary Hilliard-do you fancy I will sit with prim mouth, and fol ded hands, and let Clarence have his own way ? Lord! and Master forsooth, we shall see. Its all very well to talk about a wife's duties devotion, forbearance, and all that sort of stuff sounds finely in a novel, but its quite namby pamby in real life. Now as for my part I wouldn't have fair skies all the time if I could 'twould be so horribly monotonous. No, give me a storm now and then, the 'clearing up' would be so beautiful." Mary Hilliard shook her head, "Yeu will think differently after marriage." "No, I am in earnest-this 'billing, and eooing,' and 'my dear,' any. all the time makes me sick. Now it would be so nice to have Clarence stalk across the room with that The atrical air of his and call me "Mrs. Staten !" I should enjoy it so hugely. Then in my own good time, I would make the stern voice melt to its own flute-like tones, and murmur " Mona," as only he can say it." "Yes-Moina Burton, we shall see. You, and Clarence can 'make up' easily now you are lorers; but the 'making up' of married folks is a different thing. It may be pleasant, to have a'lover pout, but the cold, decisive sneer of a husband is a different affair altogether-a smile would be infinitely more preferable." " Paha ! I am 'not a baby. But here comes Clarence now-vanish through that side-door, and you will see how I manage him." "Well, Mona, how do you do this evening ? busily engaged I see-what are you doing, writing verses?" "No, Clary-only a note." " A note-may I ask to whom ?" " Yes, you may ask, but I don't know, that I will answer." Clarence Staten flushed a little, but replied good humoredly, "I'd like to know, Mona." "I don't know that it is any affair of yours we are not married yet, Clary." Her tone was the perfection of coolness. "t I know we are not; but as we are betroth ed, I fancy I have some little right to know your correspondents." His own voice lost a portion of its sweetness. " Why, Clary, I believe you are growing jeal ous." No reply. " You may see the direction if you like." " Keep your own secrets,-I have no right to pry into them." Be picked up Harper which lay on the table, and turning it upside down, pretended to read Mona's face flushed a little ; but she soon re covered as the door-bell rang ; and Mr. Wood was announced. Clarence bowed coldly ; not so his lady love-she had never welcomed this . long neglected suitor so warmly. " It has been quite an age, since I saw you, Mr. Wood-r'eally your visits are like those of angels, 'few, and far between.' " Mr. Wood smiled, blushed, and looked ex tgemely silly. " You flatter me, Miss Mona." " Not Mona if you please-I only allow the farored ferw to call me thus." This was said in sjesting tone; but .she carefully averted her eyes from those of Clarence, who looked up with a pleased expression of face-he might call her Mona-he only. The spirit of mischief had taken possession of Moina, who was by no means free from faults; -she flirted desperately (I believe that is what young ladies call it) with Worl-allowed him to -lead her to the P'iano.-played all the songs he liked best; but studiously avoided the favor ites of Clarence. A3 for Clarence, he was "putting on airs" as Moina termed it-he took no part in the con versation, and played the lordly Don to perfec tion. She enjoyed it whil3 Wood was there at least s'he was wiildly gay-laughed hysteri -cally and maid the most reckless things. But in her secret heart a thorn wasi rankling. With all her faults she was a true woman, and loved Clarence Staten with all the force of her nature. 11er gallant departed at last ; and she was left alone with the one who was to be her future husband. " Clary, you are so quiet this evening." Hie maintained a dignified silence-she moved about restless, and unhappy. " Clary, do read aloud to me, I feel so stupid." " I have nothing to read." She moved over, and took possession of the footstool at his feet. Ah ! Moina, where was your pride then ? " Clary [ do believe you are jealous.eatualy jealous and of that simpleton Wood, now aren't you ashamed of yourself, ehi ?" A faint smile crept around the corners of his handsome mouth. With all his strength-with all his manhood, and worldly wisdom, he could not resist that bewitching gaze. " Come, make friends with me, Clary-there's a good boy--the frown on your brow is not halfso handsome as the smile on your lip-I wonder it does not frighten some penniless4 cli ent to death. There give me your hand now, are you vexed with me, Clary?1" Moina possessed one dangerous fascination her eyes-I say dangerous, because she knew how to use them. " No: not vexed Mona, only pained." Hie began playing with one of the * loncrls which floated over her white, bare shoulders, and Moina knew she was winning him over. " Well I know I'm naughty, Cliry ; but I wont do so any more-I wont; indeed I wish old Wood was in Australia." " Old Wood," Clarence laughed outright, " why you had no eyes but for him this eve ning." " But, Clary, you tormented me, you jealous heathen; and-and I do love to tease you." Clarence looked sober-"Mona dear, if I did not love you more than life itself, I would not be jealous-Oh! Mona, I wonder sometimes if -if-" But he sighed, and did not finish the sentence. Clarence Staten walked sadly to his office. True he had parted with Moina in the kind est manner possible, but something-" a still, small voice," that haunts us all sometimes, and comes we know not whence, kept whispering to him, that he, like poor Othello, was loving " not wisely, but too well." A month passed away ; and Clarence Staten led to the altar the love of his manhood-the fairest girl in the city of which he was a resi dent-Moina Barton. Many, very many envied him-was he an object of envy ? Mary Hilliard looked on with saddened eyes -Mary Hilliard, who had had the dreams of the bride, and the realities of the wife. She could not rejoice-nay, she often said that a wedding made her weep, for she saw not the glitter, and flattering surface of the present, which was so little-oh ! so little! but she look ed with prophetic eye to the future. Is not a bridal a solemn thing, to those who go beyond the bridal paraphernalia-the pres ents-the veil, and the 'bridal tour.' There stand two who are to embark on a perilous, and unknown voyage-Love stands at the helm it is true; and love bides a multitude of defi lences. But the enthusiastic boy must gradu ally deepen into the man of the world-he will have to fight many a hard battle-despair will come over nim sometimes-the rough winds of adversity blow about his frail barque; and does not this weary, battling soul need a help mate-the love, the comforting words of some true, loving woman ? Will a dressed up doll who lounges on the sofa with a novel in the mor ning-parades Broad-way in the afternoon and flirts with some Don Whiskerando in the eve ning-suffice ? will such a being meet thee wants of his nobler nature ? Pause, young man, and thick. The bride too, is a much-to-be pitied personage-in spite of flowers, laces, and ribbons. The time will come when -that fair face will be prized no longer for its beauty. In the ' wear and tear' of life-which time brings to all-that eye must lose its brigi.tness--that cheek its soft rose tint-perchance that elegant form may be.robbed of a portion of its grace; and if his love is based on beauty, will not it fade too.? An attack of the Small-pox has sometimes cured a violent attack of love. Then bring your husband something better than a pretty face-a clear, reasoning head ; and a warm, loving christian heart. Truly marriage is a solemn thing-no wonder Mary Hilliard wept. Yes: Moina Burton was married-pour, lit tIe, faulty, but loving, loveable Moina. And with her liege lord left in the cars as most brides do, to go off somewhere; Clary thinking her " the dearest girl in the *world," and she rejoicing in the harmless belief that fifty maid ens were dying for the treasure she had borne off so triumphantly. Moina's bosom friend, said to another of her bosom friends " You can't fancy how divinely Moina looked as she left this morning. Her travelling hat is the street-. est thing in the world, and so .becoming ; and then her dress was elegant; and her travelling talmna perfectlg e'.quisite; and as for Clary Staten, there's no describing him-You know I was half mn love with him myself; and it might have amounted to something; (Hero the young lady lowered Ler voice, and looked very know ing) but I never meddle with my friends-I don't think its right, do you? And it would have broken Moina's heart, poor thing, she loves him so devotedly. But amid all the praises that were showered on the newly married-the words of envy ; or the predictions of an unclouded future; ;Mary Hlilliard who loved them more than any one else--wise Mary IHilliard shook her heard, and said nothing. CHAPTER II. " Alns I how light a cause may move Dissensions between hearts that love." " My wife, mother--see what a dear wee bir die it is." And Clarence Staten smiled proudly as he presented his bride to his mother. Oh ! what a dignified old lady she was--how her silk robe, of some leaden hue, rustled ; and even the flowers on her cap nodded with pride ! She presented two cold, stiff fingers to her daughter-in-law. But Moina, untutored child of nature, was not to be put off so. The prim old lady was Clary's mother--her Clary's moth er, and she embraced her warmly. " There, child, that will do," and the old lady straightened her cap-strings dignifiedly. "Sarah, show Mrs. Staten, Jr., her room." Moina felt very desolate in the large dressing room; and bride though she was, wanted to sit down and have a " good hearty cry," but the presence of Sarah a copper-colored waiting maid as stiff as her mistress, prevented her. " You can go now" she said at last. " Please Ma'am, I will do your hair first." " I can do my own hair" replied Moina some what petulantly ; and Sarah departed to inform all the rest of the servants " What a cross thing young missu's was, and so countrified that she 'did' her own hair." At which they all snick ered and wondered why young master didn't marry that nice . Miss Ella Boyne, who was ready to throw herself at his head. '" fow I wish Mary Hilliard were here" sig'hed Moina on the third evening of her arri val. " How horribly stupid it is here ; and Mr. Staten! what a proud, cold, woman she la to be sure! I wonder 'if I shall ever catch my self calling her mother. Even Clary does no seem the same in this atmosphere. But P1 torment that bundle of dignity-I will-I'l make her look over the tops of her spectacles more sourly than she does." Alas! there was no one there to whisper " this bundle of dignity" is your mother-in-law to whom even in thought you should be respect ful. And Moina was a wilful, spoiled child whose word had always been law; and who had never been thwarted in anything in all he life. The idol of a small village, where he. intellect, wit, and good-humor had made her I belle, she grew up " as independent as a wood sawyer" as she expressed it to Julia Claire, he "bosom friend." She was not wealthy, but she had never fel that she was poor. She dressed well, am bought everything she fancied ; for her bacheloi brother, a jolly dont-care-sort-of-fellow, lover but one thing in the world truly, and that wa" his "little sister." "Brother Hal" had alway petted the orphan child; and used to tell hei often," Do what you please, little sister; say what you please; and if anybody hurts your feelings, just tell Hal, and he will settle it with them." A petted child-a child in feeling-almost s child in years-the daughter-in-law of the haughty Mrs. Staten, whom even her most in mate friends dreaded, fancy the sequel ! Moina come down stairs one afternoon dress ed in some simple' pretty little muslin, made "infant waist" fashion, with low neck, an< short sleeves. She wore her hair in nature ringlets, and had roses in her bosom. Anybody else but Mrs. Staten, would have kissed the little May-flower; but that lady looked of severely as Iloina regardless of 'dignity, an' state,' threw herself on the floor, child-fashion and took a pet kitten in her arms. "Mrs. Staten," (how awfully dignilied tha sounded to the pet,) "will you take a chair1 ladies do not generally sit on the floor." Moina laughed, "I am only a child yot know." " And a very ill-behaved one in my opinion.' Then in an undertone she added, " What conk Clarence have been thinking of, when he mar ried this creature." " Will you take a chair?" she repeatei sternly. "Not while it pleiases me to sit on the floor,' replied Moina carelessly; and she began tc hum "Joe Hards" in the most unconcernei manner possible. Mrs. Staten rose in towering indignation and swept through the room as majestically as ever did the heroines of one of our Selebrated novel-writers. She sought the library, wher< she found her son writing. "Clarence." " Yes mother, in a moment." "What is it now mother?" and he folded the sheets of his MSS together. " Clarence, that wife of yours is my torment I left her-where do you think ?" "I cannot imagine" he said calmly. "Sitting on the floor, the parlorfluor, do you hear?" Clarence smiled slightly at the gravity of the sentence. "You need not smile. I am sure I nevei heard of such a thing. Ella Ioyne never sits on the floor-Ella B oyne does not kiss kittens -Ella Boyne does not wear low necked dres " What has Ella Boyne to do with my wife ?' "Simply this, you might have married /er instead of a silly chit, without birth, without fortune, and I may add without manners." And Mrs. Staten swept to her room in statE in the happy consciousness of having made hei son as unhappy as possible. At dinner, next day, Mrs. Staten found fresi offences, and poor Moina was as usual " in dis grace." " Mrs. Staten, ladies do not generally pul their elbows on the table, at least none of my~ set do." Moina planted her elbow more firmly on the mahogany. " Where hace you been raised, Mrs. Stateni1 I never witnessed such disobedience-nevei was so openly insulted at my own table before and in the presence of my son, who has not the courage to speak for himself." Clarence flushed to the temples, and saic quickly, " Moina, please remember yourself, anc treat my mother with respect." He scarcely knew what he was saying; bu Moina's sensitive heart took the arrow, andi remained there. In her haste to arise, she upset a goblet o water, and vaiiished up stairs with a very re< face. " Yes: it has come to this," she said bitterly as she locked, and re-locked the door. " Evei Clarence has turned against me-even he up braids me for nothing." Of course she sough woman's only relief, tears. And when Clarenci came up truly repentant, he found her witl very swollen eyelids, and a very cross face. He started, for never in all their ' lover''s quarrels had he seen such an expression as met hin now. She looked ugly-positively ugly ; fo anger is no beautifier, young ladies !. " Mona, my love." " What do you want ?1" said she pettishily " You needn't come with 'my love' now. 0i back t o your lady mother whom you have dis graced by marrying me." " Moina do you know what 'you are saying ?i He turned as pale as death. " Yes I do." " Moina I am astonished, and grieved beyoni expression-not content with insulting mna motheryou"--He paused abruptly. " Insult you I suppose, my lord and master whom in duty t~ound I must obey; and whosa very feet I must kiss." Here Moina, strange, inconsistent, waywari child ! already tired of the storm she has raised; and somewhat frigh'tened too, crept uj to Clarence, and laid her head ori his shoulder "Cary P'm a fool. I always was, but yoi - knew it when .youarried me. I didn't mean to say that-indeedI didn't Clary. Married three months, an quarrelling already, what I would Mary Hilli'.. say ? There Clary don't pout any more. Liss your feet ! I reckon I would, if it ,oasa't so undignified." And the spoiled child raier eyes a la mother-in-law, and laughed aloud Clarence looked gieved, but he would not " scold her then-4 ! no not then; and she so good-humored too, or child. So they "made it up ;" and she sa with tears and smiles: "Let'sgoaway io ere, Clary. Your mother, and I are like oil an water, we come in con tact, but we can iever mingle. Clary, love, - don't get mad withine. You look so pretty now, but I always jdid detest mother's-in-larw; and I think Eve wns the happiest woman on earth, because she1hid none. There don't pout, we'll go away to a home of, our own; and when I've nobody to please but you, I dakesay we shall get on swimiugly." She laughed again. So Clarence took her to. a home of their own, furnished as sumptuously as possible ; and in her native town; andhe flattered himself that all was well-but-.[the ,harp of his happi ness, two strings w4ee broken. His mother, and his wife, the twolearest beings of his heart could never "get onfogether." And that wife, that worshipped wifeg what a temper she had. The playful quarrels cf the betrothed-her pret ty wilfulness was not all in fun. No, it was a -part f her nature. _4o had discovered that to his sorrow. The frdWn of the fiancee, and the i frown of the wife a,'so different. l Well might the min look to the future and sig~h. CONCLUDED'MExT WEEK. ANN PAME CUNNINGHAM. Delicacy has forbidden (says the Charleston Evening News) any 'personal allusions on our part to "The Southerh~Matron" and the Mount Vernon cause. The . nnexed account from the Marion (Alabama) American is correct, except in so far as modified by the following particulars. Mrs. Robert Cunningham, the mother of Mis Cunningham, was a Virginian, born at Alexan dria, and her earliest Associations arid warmest memories, together Aft a connection, attached her to the Washinon family. Seeing with grief that nei her Coress nor Virginia would buy and preserve Mount Vernon, and hearing with great emotion at a Northern manufac turing company had t dered.to its owner, Mr. John A. Washington' ,000.for it, she indig nantly exclai tught 4hen resident. as an invalid at Philadelphia, that as mena would do nothing, the daughters of the South 'should rescue it from profane Northern hands, and con secrate it as a revered shrine for the world. The exclamation suggested to the daughter a conception of the feasibility and propriety of the idea, and she determinedi it should be executed. The two at once arranged for the movement to commence in South Carolina-their State. An article was prepared, and Mrs. Robert Cunning ham, on her return to South Carolina, had it published-in the Charleston Mercury, (and at the instance of ouraelf) under the signature of "A Southern Matron," appropriate to her. Miss Ann Pamela Cunningham forthwith proceeded to active measures, arranged the plans, organ ized the Association, was made President of the general National Association of the Ladies of the United States, and conducted the corres pondence and animated the efforts under the nom de p/ume of her mother. Delicacy and propriety made this fit. 'Two circunmstances rendered it of lat~e pr~oper that she should ap pear in her own character and name. The in corporation of the Association by Virginia, of which she was nominated Regent, an ,.flcial public position, and the necessity of transacting legal business under real names, was the mosit pirominenlt. The indelicacy of Mr. Fuller, whose nomn de plume is " Belle Brla, and who was favored by being admitted to an interview in connection with a call by the English balladist, Mr. Mackay, in exposing her name with a face tious comment, precipitated the step, which, under the advice of Mr. Everett, was promptly taken. Injustice has been done Mr. John A. Wash ington. Mount Vernon was his property, a por tion of a lhmited competency, and a man surely has the right and it is his duty to well "provide for his own household." At a sacrifice of $100,. 000, he reserved Mount Vernoin for Virginia or the Federal Government at $200,000; and when they finally did not act, he sold to the ladies of Amierica for a hallowed purpose at that price, rejecting at such sacrifice all other offers. Yes, and trusting their cfibrts, too, for more than half the money. The numerous mistakes of the press on these particulars have elicited this article: T HE SoUTH rNa MATaoN.-The na~me of the Southern Matron has been for years familiar as a household word among us, yet a proper feel ing of delicacy and gallantry forbade the men tion of the real name modesty concealed behind this ,nomme de plume. ,It was our fortune to have known her since our -boyhood, to have been a near neighbor, and also to have known her con nection, from the beginning, with the noble ef fort which will consecrate ber name as immor tal. Recently, at the earnest importunity of Mr. Everett and other friends, she has been in duced to drop her title of Southern Matron and sign a public document in her own proper name, Ann Pamela Cunningham. Some paper recent ly spoke of her as a Virginian. This is a mis take. As we are better acquainted with her and her histoy than any one else here, and since the matter has already assumed a publici ty which justifies. the freedom, we will gratify public curiosity as far as delicacy will permit. The Southern Matron, then, is Miss.Ann Pame Ia Cumwingham, a natii'e of Laurens District, (our native District,) South Carolina. The .family residence niow is Rose Monte, on the east side of the Saluda,- in Laurens District. .Her father, Robert Cunningham, is a wealthy planter and a noble gentleman. Miss Cunning ham received, of course, the most liberal and thorough education. Several years ago she wrote with much spirit and ability a historical work upon some incidents of the Revolution, Though rich, beautiful and highly accomplished, and of course wooed by innumerable suitors, yet she never married. She is small in figure and a blonde. In 1853, she conceived the noble design of arousing her countrymen to the purchase of Mount Vernon. Well do we remember her first appeal, in an eloquent letter signed "A Southern Matron." We were then editor of a 'paper in South Carolina, and she sent us the !let ter to publish. It will always be our pride to remember that we were so eariy connected with this patriotic effort. By her influence an Springs, in the District of Laurens, for the ben efit of the cause which she had adopted. On this occasion the very first dollar was contribu ted to the purchase of Mount Vernon. Her eloquent appeal electrified the nation. All hearts were touched, and hosts of gallant men came to her help. A large amount was contributed, but it-was "love's labor lost," for churlish Mr. Washington changed his mind, and refused to sell the estate. Thus was the labor of years lost at once. A great part of the money was returned to the contributurs. " But still this dauntless woman did not despair. She ap pealed to the Legislature of Virginia, and she made appeals to individuals. Then, a4 well as for years before, she was a - hopeless invalid. Many of her splendid productions in this cause were written while unable to sit up, being propped on pillows to write during intervals of pain. Now her work is accomplished. Mt. Vernon is purchased. True it is not paid for, but we believe it will be. Surely now the peo ple of this great country will not allow Mt. Vernon to revert, by forfeiture, to its sordid proprietor. For the accomplishment of this great work, the country is mainly indebted to three persons -a noble triumvirate. Ann Pamela Cunning ham, Madame Octavia Walton Le Vert, and Edward Everett. These three names deserve to be inscribed on the marble slab that covers the grave of Washington. A grateful and ad miring nation will not forget them.-Marion (Ala.) American. MR. BOYCE AND THE NAYIGATION LAWS. We are pleased to learn (says the Clarendon Banner) that our able and industrious represen tative, who never omits an opportunity of labor ing to carry out whatever measures he may dis cover to be of practical importance and benefit to thb South, is at this time laboriously engaged in investigating the navigation laws, with a view of bringing the question of a reform be fore Congress at its next session. It is, indeed, greatly to be desired, that radical changes be made in the present laws upon that subject. The zeal, the energy, and the practical talents uof Mr. Boyce, render him the most proper in dividual to undertake the great labor involved in a thorough elucidation of this subject, and in bringing the question in all its aspects before Congress. It is a subject of greatand vital in terest to the South, and if such changes as are really desirable can be effected, it will be worth more to us of the South, than all the legislation of the last twenty-five years. The extract which we give below, from the Norfolk Argus, furnishes a striking example of the operation of our present navigation laws: " We are pleased to learn that the repeated calls of this journal upon' Congress to repeal the present unjust and odious. Navigation laws, have met with a response from one of the ablest representatives of the South. Mr. Boyce, of South Carolina, as chairman of a special, com mittee to consider various propositions in con nection with free trade, &c., is investigating the expediency of a reform in the Navigation laws ofthe .United States, "For the benefit of Mr. Boyce and his fellow members on the committee, we should show the injurious effects of these laws, which have, since their enactment, operated as a direct bounty to the North, upon one of the principal sea-ports of the South. We can do this in no better manner than by-publishing the following extract from the 19th chapter of Forrest's 'His torical Sketches of Norfolk and Vicinity,' pub lished in 1853, and of course with no view to influence a repeal of the law refered to: "'MAY 5th, 1820.-On this day the Naviga tion law was passed, which restricted vessels from bringig the produce of the British Colo nies to oumrports, and from taking, in return, that of the States. The efiects of the law were of course injurious to the commerce of Norfolk. Notwithstanding which the exportation to the West Indies amount to $118,(0, and the im portations in sugar, molasses, fruit, rum, &c., were considerable; but the succeeding year the amount was much less. Norfolk was about the only port at that time on our coasts at which assorted corgoes of~ produtce could be conve niently obtained. Tobacco, grain, flour, meal, lard, fish, and many other articles required in the West India traide, were furnished he-re at fair prices. "'For many years previous to this, Norfolk showed manifest signs of advancement in ap penrance and commerce; but a sad reverse in the comercial affairs of the place occurred about this time. Sonae of the principal mer chants were comipelled to suspend payment, others failed for large amounts, while some o the small tradlers were reducedl to poverty. There was very considerable interruptions to the West India trade, andI the general busines of the place sutliered greatly.' " The statement of Mr. Forre.-t is true, as very many of our citizens can testify. Tn 1820 the West India trade of Norfolk eq'ualled that of any port in the United States. Since the pas sage of the 'N'avigtation law,' during Mr. Mun ro's admiinistration, the trade has fillen off~ un til it is far behind that of many New England towns, and compared with its former extent, is very small. Let the unjust bounty to Northern ship-owners, which is paid at the expense of Southern merchants, be stopped, and Norfolk, with her~ sister ports of the South, will regain their lost trade, and once mere bedomne busy martst" GETTING THlE LawYERS ALL ON HIS SID. Oliver HI. Smith gives this incident ih the histo ry of Indiana. A t tho Rush Circuit Court my friend Judge Perry bargained for a pony for $25, to be delivered the next day, on a credit of six months. The man came with the pony, but required security of the judge for p25. The judge drew the note at the top of a sheet of foolscap, and signed it. I signed; James Baridan signed it and handed it on, and on it went from lawyer to lawyer around the bar, till some twenty of us had signed it. I then banded it up to the court, and three judges put their names to it. Judge P'erry presented it to the man he had bought the pony of, but he promptly Irefused it. "Don't you think I am a fool to let you get the court and all the lawyers on your side ? I see you intend to cheat me out of my pony." Up he jumped, mounted the pony and started for home in full gallop. People who suppose that a good prayer is preferred to a good act doubLess imagine that God has more hearing than eye-sight. The end, we fear, will show that they reasoned from false premises. The poor are oftener prayed for than helped. The reason is, we believe, that breath is cheaper than bullion. MARIKP.D wITH SMAL-Pox.-An old toper marched up to a wealthy citizen of Upper East Tennessee, marked with small-pox, some few years ago, and said, "youK are the best na tured man in the world, for you have quietly remained seated until the sap suckers have 'picked your face full of holes !" Another gentleman very coited and vain of himself, adwith a face much pitted with sml-owas recently approached by a boy, small-pox, signifying his admiration for him said-" When carved work comes in fashion yo'llhthhadoetmnaie" From the Carolina Spartan. FANNIE DALI. AR--" Cnoming through the Rye" BY J. yFoREST OOWAN. Fannie Dale is pretty-very, With her laughing eyes, Loking like the brightest star, - In the cloudless skies. Fannie Dale has ckeeks so rosy, Pouting coral lips From whose honey I am certain, Bees have stolen sips. Fannie Dale1s full of miscle'I Full of fun and-glee, ' Just the sweetest little maiden Ever you did see. Fannie Dale sings very sweetly, All the livelong day; Driving care and melancholy From her heart away. Fannie Dale has beaux a plenty, Running after her ; Many a 'ristocratic dandy, Many a titled sir. Fannie Dale don't care for any. One of all the beaux; But she loves somebody dearly, That somebody knows. Fannie Dale won't let you kiss her, Pouts you all away; . But somebody often kisses Fannie thrice a day. That somebody calls for Fannie, When the stars peep out, Sits with Fannie's hand in his Wanders all about. Fannie Dale is sixteer only, Young and pretty too, And who she intends to marry I must not tell you. But when April flowers open, Just a year from now Fannie Dale beside the altar With somebody 'II bow. From the New York Atli. THE GEORGIA LOTTERIES OF S. SWAN & CO. Considerable excitement has been created during the past two days, by the announcement that Mayor Tiemann had succeeded in obtaining the indictment of Benjamin Wood, of our city by a special jury, at Augusta, Georgia, as one of the owners of the " Sparta Academy Lottery." 4With question of the legality, or otherwise, of the "Sparta Academy Lottery," as it exists in Georgia, we don't propose to meddle ; but, when one of our rather prominent citizens is in dicted for a criminal offense, we as public jour nalists, deem it our duty to lay such facts or allegations as bear upon his case,. before our readers. From statesments made to us, and of the cor rectness of which we are satisfied, it appears that the State of Georgia granted to the "Spar ta Academy," in the year 1826, the right to raise five thousand dollars by lottery, for edu cational purposes. This grant lay for many years inert and useless tor the purpose intended, in consequence of the inability of its corporators to carry out the object contemplated. Some time ago Mr. Wood, in connection with parties in Georgia, purchasedfrom the existing trustees the privilege of drawing this lottery, and contracted to pay the "Sparta Academy" the amount designated by the act, in certain equal annual installments. These installments have been punctually paid, and it is further stated that all of the prizes which were drawn by any purchaser of tiekets, from time to lime, have been promptly met., and the parties con cerned as owners and managers are entirely re siponsible. Thus imuhel of our information. A perusal of the act of incorporation certainly shows that the "tute, or their "successors in office," had a right to raise the sum of' five thousandi dollars by lot tery, and the question as to whether a subsequent change o'f the State Constitution, declaring all lot teries illegal, could destroy a vested right, is one which t he Courts alone can decide. It certainly seems to us, that our worthy Mayor is adopting the "largest lib erty" idea, in extending his investigation of Statutory and Constitutional provisions into other bailiwicks than his own. We are prepared to co-operate heartily with him in all home re forms which he may at teanpt, if they he stop pages of leaks at the bung rather than the spig got ; but we honestly think he has all he can do here, in suppressing the vice which is so rite in our midst, withoutgoing to Georgia to reform its abuses. There's a deal of humbug in this world hidden under the mask of reform, and we are som4 times inclined to think that even lottery schemes are no worse than stock brokering, or any one of the thousand speculations into which men en ter for the chances of making money. We learn that this "Sparta Academy Lottery" is still drawing, notwithstanding the indict ment, and that its legality is to be tested before the courts. Instead of breaking up the lottery concern, we think the measure taken to effect that object, will only serve to increase the sale Iof tickets; and we doubt if $50,000 invested in the advertising, would have conduced so much to the interest of the muanagers as the publicity which has been given to the fact of their mndict ment. People who spend their money in lotte ry tickets, don't much care whether the gae is legalized or outlawed. All gambling is illg, and yet gambling is a passion that will seek gratification in defiance of all laws. The atten tion of the whole " sporting" world is now di rected to Swan & Co.'s lotteries, through the free advertising which they have obtained from the movements of Mayor Tiemann to suppress them. From what we have read, there certainly ap pears to be two sides to the matter,'which yill give rise to nice questions of law, notwithstaid ing the summary action of the Georgia jury. Mr. Wood has published a card which we in sort in justice to him, that he may have the benefit of his own verson of this matter. A CiAR.--MY attention has been Called to a correspondence betweeni Mayor Tiemann, Howell Cobb, and the authorities of Georgia, upon the subjectt of the Sparta Academy Lottery. My name is mentioned as one of the owners of the ILottery. I san one of the owners, have paid the franchise, and the Lottery has been created and sanctioned by the Legislature of Georgia, and is legal. Allmny transactions with refer ence to the said Lottery are consequently legit imate, and the money has been .promnptly paid to the trustees of the Sparta Acaemy, who are well-known, honorable men. The Mayor of' this city, in his mistaken zeal to reform the morals of the people of Georgia. and inform them that they do not know what laws are binding and in fore in their State, despatched as his agent for that purpose, a convicted thief, who had been on the tread-mill in .England, and, as his associate in the embassy, a man who refused to answer the question as to whether he hadhbeen accused of crime in Boston;I and 'b giving them the sanctioni of his name, aka Mayor has introduced these characters into the society of gentlemen. One of these men re ceives 5200 per month from an opposition lotte ry concern to -protect theni interest in New York, and to destroy rival concerns. , This fact is known to Mayor Tiemann. This attempt is made to injure me politically, as well as to ad vaneo the interests of a member of. Congess from my district. The fact of this ease, and s full expose of the motives and- the - reapns which induced Mr. Cobb to mix himself uparith the matter, will hereafter be explained, rnd the public satisfied that the Sparta Acadentr Lottery is neither illegal nor the Managers-fr responsible; but that the object of the attack. is purely a political one; else why. not take , measure against the lotteries of Delaware and' Maryland? BENJAMIN WOOD. Naw YORK, May 21,1858. CALHOUN ON TIE SLAVE TRADE. We subjoin the following extract from a speech of Mr. Calhoun delivered in the Senate in 1842, which gives the views of the great Carolinian on this question. After discussing the right of search Mr. Cal houn continued: " The other article, in reference to the same subject, stipulates that the paities will unite in all becoming representation and remonstance with and Powers within whose dominions mar kets are permitted for imported African slaves. If he were to permit his feelings to govern him exclusively he would object to this more strong ly than any other provision in the treaty-not that he was opposed to the object or the policy of closing the market to imported negroes ; on the contrary, he thought it both right and expe dient in every view. Brazil and the Spanish colonies were the only markets, he believed, still remaining open to which the provision would principally apply. They were very abundantly supplied with slaves, and he had no doubt that sound policy on their part required that their markets should b'finally and effectually closed. He would go further and say that it was our in terests they should be. It would free us from the necessity of keeping cruisers on the African coast, to prevent the ;ilegl and fraudulent use of our flag, or for any other purpose but to pro tect our commerce in that quarter-a thing of itself much to be desired. We would have a still stronger interest, if we were governed by selfish considerations. We are rivals in the pro duction of several articles, and more especially the greatest of all the agricultural staples-cot' ton. Next to our own country, Brazil posseses the greatest advaptages for its production, and is already a large grower of the article, towards the production of which the continuance. bf the market for imported slaves from Africa iould contribute much. But he would not pernit such a, considerations to influence him in votingen the treaty. He had no objections to see Brazil de velop her resources to the full; but he did be lieve that higher considerations connected' with her safety, 'and that of .the Spanish colonies, made it their inteests and their market should be closed against the traffic. -"But, itmay b~e' & 'heqjm piressiota should we viaiy jeet hii. provision of the treaty? It was because he was averse to interfering with other Powers when it could be avoided. It extended even to 'cases like the present, where there was a common in terest in reference to the subject of advice or remonstrance ; but it would be carrying his -aver sion to fastidiousness were he to permit it to overrule his vote in the adjustment of questions of such magnitude as are involved on the pres. ent occasion.. BATHING. Once a week is often enough for a decent white man to wash himself all over, and whether in summer or winter, that ought to be done with soap, warm water, and a hog's hair hrnsh, in a room showing at least seven degrees Fahrenheit. Bath should be taken early in the morning, for it is then that the system possessesthe power of reaction in the highest' degree. Any kind of bath is dangerous soon after fatigning exercise. No man, or woman,. should take a bath at the close of the day, unless by the advice of the fam ily physician. M[any a man, in attempting to cheat'his doctor out of a fee, has cheated him self out of his life; ay, it is done every day. The best, cheapest; and most universally ae cessible mode of keeping the surface of tl e body clean ; besides the once a week washing, with soap, warm water, and hog's hair brush, is as follows: Soon as you get out of bed in the morning, wash your face, hands, neck, and breast; then into the a. same basin of water ; put both feet in at once, for about a minute, rubbing them briskly all the time ; then, with the towel, which has been dam pened by wiping, the face, feet, &e, wipe, the whole body well, fast and hard, mouth shut, breast projecting. Let the whole thing be done within live minutes. At night, when you go to bed, and whenever you get out of bed during the night, or when you find yourself wakeful or restless, spend from two to five minutes in rubbing your whole body with your hands, as fiar as you can reach, in-eve ry direction. This has a tendency to preserve tat softness and miobility of skin, which is es sential to health, and which too frequent wash ings will always destroy. That precautions are necessary, in connection with the bath room is impressively signified in the death of an American lady, of refinement and position, lately, after taking a bath soon after dinner; of Surgeon Hume, while alone, in a warm bath ; and of an eminent New Yorker, under similar circumstances, all within a year.-Hall's Journal of Health. A TALE OF TERaoR.-The following rather marvellous story is told by one of the Vienwa journals :-As a farmer of Orsinovi, near that city, was a few nights ago returning home from market, he stopped at a roadside public house, and imprudently showed the innkeeper a large sum which he lIad received. In the night'the innkeeper, armed with a poignard, stoe into the farmer's chamber, and prepared to stab him; but the farmer, who, from the mian's manner, at supper, conceived suspicions of foul plgy,h4d thrown himself, fully dressed, on the bed, with out going to sleep, and being a powerful man, he wrested the poignard from the other, and, using it against him, laid him dead at his feet. A few moments after, he heard atones throan at the window, and a voice, which he recognised as that of the inkeeper's son, said: " The grave is ready !" This proved to him that the father and son had planned his murder, and to avoid detection, had intended burying the dead body at once. He thereupon wrapped the dead 'd in a sheet, and let it -down from the window;a he then ran to the gendarmerie and stated wht had occurred. Three gendermerie immediately accompanied him to the house, and found the young man busily engaged in shovelling earth into the grave. "What are you burin?, said they. "Only a horse, which has just diedt" " You are, mistaken," answered one of ther jumping into the grave and raising the cpu. "Lookl" and he held up a lantern to thfe of the deceased. " Good God P" ciedthes uig man, thunderstruck, "it is my father B"e was then arrested, and at once confessned all., 5' A duel was fought in Nuaisulppl last'wak by Mr. T. Enott and Mr. A. W.86ett. 2liresalt was that Enott ws uhets est Shouwas net