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E90EflLD ADVRTMSER . Demetrat 30urnal DIeiwte to flje Sotndj autr Soud)t fUiift, VoLities, Cattt Jetwz,%Cierafte, 1*orait, ~Emnerauner, ariculture &e. "We will cling to the Pillars of the Temple of ourLiberties, and if it must fall, we wili Perish amidut time Rains." SINKINS, DVRISOE & CO., Proprietors. - EDGEFIELD, S. C., MARCH 16, 18 ghstetfntnus t~in From the Waverley Magazine. A MUSICAL INIDENT. BY WM. 3. REDFIELD. It was Christmas week in Augusta. Dull, rainy, chilly, disagreeable weather. Even Broad Street, which during the annual holiday season is crowded with the merry sons and daughterA of Africa, was deserted and still. .At the "Planters," (everybody knows the- PJanters House,) several of us from Yankee land had gathered together around a blazing wood fire and were talking together of our f$ends " far awa," and were relating to one another inci. dents of our early days. It was a dreary night -such a one as made one draw closer to the glowing.coals and to enjoy social companionship. Some one has said, " desolation and storm with out makes cheerfulness within," and surely in this case it proved a trite remark. We were seated in the reception room of the "Plantera"-a cheerful, pleasant room,-and although the storm-wind sounded drearily enough without, we were joyous and gay within. Robbins, le maitre de'hote, came in at ten o'clock with a steaming bowl of egg-nog, to which we paid our devoirs accordingly. This egg-nog is one of those " peculiar institutions" pertaining to the South, and as Christmas comes but once a year, high and low, rich and poor, must have a bowl of this fivorite beverage. As the Gear gia negro says, "Egg-uog an' Simmon Beer, Christmas comes but once a year." Twelve o'clock came. One by one our party had broken, until only my friend George H was left. We sat by the grate finishing our cigars, and were about to go up to our rooms, when a soft, sweet strain of music came floating through the long hall, apparently from the la dies parlor-it was- a minor measure from one of Bethovens a symphonie!e. Mournfully sweet it floated through that passage-way, mingling with the subdued wailings of the storm with such beauty and power that it seemed unearthly0 We listened again, and could distinguish quick, brilliant variations sounding soltly and sweetly from the piano in the ladies' parlor. Who could it be who was so delighting our sen'es with music 7 There was no lady performer like this in the house, there had been no fres arrivals; an'd although Strakosh and his troupe were ex pedted, we knew they could not have come, for the cars on the several roads leading out froim Augusta were all in. Who was this musician ? Again the sweet music vibrated through the passage. We hurried to the ladies' parlor. The gas was turned off; and by a flickering light given by the dying embers, we observed the piano open, but the musician had gone. We made enquiries from Robbings, from the ser vants, and from all the guests in the house, but to no purpose. The only clue we could get to the myAtery, was, that a blind boy with V1rTi! had arrived in the nine o'clock train fron the South, and it might le him; but it was hardly probable, as he had desired to be shown direct to his room, as he was anxious to get rest. Who or what was this unknown musician was a mys tery. For another hour we remained at the fireside, but no more music was heard, and we departed to our rooms for the night. The next morning was bright and clear. In the morning papers were notices of Strakosk Troupe, who were to give a concert that night at one of the city ball<. The well-known mu sical ability of this musical troupe caused a great demand for tickets, and before night the tickets were all sold. The noon train brought the artste, and considerable excitement reigned in the "Planters" during the remainder of the day. While quietly eating my dinner, I had a chance to observe my neighbors. At the head of the table sat Maurice Strakosh, the pianist, with his cheerful smile and good-natured race, while to the left of him sat bladame Patti Stra kosh and Parodi. On the right sat the jolly Amodio, (tbe habitues of the Academy of Mu sic remember him in his laughing solo,) and next to him Ia petite Cora DeWilhorst, with Squires the tenore for her attendant. Scarcely were these seated, before a servant entered, leading a young man of about 22 or 23 years of age, plainly dressed, but perfectly blind. Hlis was a quizzical face, and it only wanted tthe eye to give it a proper expiression. lie appeared to be of nervo.us tempelIrament. IIe was pleasant spokcn, and singularly odd, and his remiarks brought forth much amusement. ie confined his conversationi exclusively to the servant, and occasionally would step and listen when Stra kosh was talking. I felt an interest in him I could not account for, and I was determined to find out s.oething inore about him. IHaving finished my dinner, I strolled up Broad Street on business, which occupied my time until about five o'clock, and I concluded I would return to the hotel and get ready to go to the concert, which was to commence at seven o'clock- At the hotel I met George-, who told me he wished I would go into the parlor as he had a surprise for me. Fearing it was to meet some ladies, I declined ; but upon his as surance that there were no ladies in the parlor, I assented. Going through the hall I heard the same sweet music I had heard the night be fe, and upon entering the room I saw the blind boy at the piano. This, then, was the strange tausician we had heard the previous night. Seat ig ourselves on the sofa we istened with do lighted ears. It was nearly dlark--the gas had not bieen lighted. On a lounge opposite the piano was a gentle. nanm and lady. The gentleman was Mr. B-g ..-a distinguished llu.sici:,n, and formnerly leader of the once famed Germnania blusical Sciety I the lady was his wife. T1he blind pinsunaware that any one save Me, Dl-u. i'nd his ladly were pesenit, kep~t at the histru ienit, and gave to us sonie (31 the sweet rmtsicatl gems tram, the operas, occaonally vatrying thenm inith airs from Yon Weber auud B~eeni.h and Churus accomnpainitents fromt H aydn's Masses. such rapidity of action-such electric touches -such vibrations--such chords anud trills I never beifore samw or heard i even U-- was as tOnished, anud involuntarily drew nearer to the piano. We gave him simple Scotch airs, such as " Annie Laurie," " Coming through the Rye," anud '-Jnaie's on the stormuy -sa, and his rn dering these pieces with the imanmed varna ations were wonderful, startling, thrilling ! Over an hour we reintied in the room, though we did not, could not note any time, save ins/ru mental time, and the striking of the gong for supiper dispersed us unwillingly. Who and what was this blind boy ? Ihis name was M'Carthy. lie was forumerly a .scholar at the Perkins Institution for the Blind, in Boston. Ie had been a wanderer since he had left that school. ie had been in Germany and Prusa, had learned music by raised notes; but lhe became tired of cotfiniut himself to in structioins, anid consequently followed his genius and his umaginatilon. ie had, from his own story, heard all the celebrated vocal and i.,tru mental performers ot the age, except Strakushi, andl he was bound to hear him. This was. all of his history we could glean, save that he had hopret-e was an orphan-and his oten tm bainess was tuning pianos, Ie had no home, a his exertion and the sympathy of the publigve him a living. As an orphan our feelings were still more strongly enlisted in him, and we fqiid he soon became a general favorite, tho' he vi plain and unobtrusive. Seven clock came and we went to the con cert. Bebre we arrived, though we went ear ly, everyfeat was filled with the beauty and fashion ofAugusta. On the front seat we saw our frien the blind boy, and his companion, Mr. B_ and at once felt a strange friendship for Mr. for his kind compliment in bring. ing him tenjoy his favorite amusement and study. Strsko*'ceme forward, and pleasantly bow ing to thUtudience, seated himself at the piano, and comainced "1 Home, Sweet Home," with variations. It was executed finely and drew forth lodspplause. The blind boy was in ec stacies. Tough the rich voice of Parodi, the sweet toN of de Wilhorst, and the ludicrous notes of odo were loudly applauded and en cored, ye ey had but little effect *ith him; but the .a nent Strakosch seated himself at the instrument, he was all attention, and yet you couldiiee the animated gesticulation ex press itsel and the flush of pleasure lighfup that vacaiface. The concert was a success, and we algeturne: home delighted-none mot e so than o*rbliud friend. It was tin o'clock. The concert had been over aboutan hour, and we repaired to the par lor of the Planters," where we found Mr. and Mrs. B-jand the blind Loy. The Strakosh troupe weie to leave that nignt, for Savannah, at twelve &lock. George and myself entered the parlornI'ietiy, and seated ourselves on the sofa near ti piano. We made a singn to B not to let the blind boy know we were in the room. Stikosh, Madam Strakosh, De Wil horst and quires, were walking in the hall, awaiting t*ir supper, which was not quite read?' Aat once, without being asked, Mc Carthy stack up "Sounds from Home," im provising %ariationa.- Such execution I never beard. Sdakosh and Do Wilhorst came and stood by &e door-way. It was pleasing to watch theobeautiful expression which fitted acress the pat musician's face. Gradually he drew near the instrument, while we made a motion for im to keep still and not speak, lest the blind b*y would suspect, and stop playing. From "Solds from Ioine" followed choice selections f* "Trovatore," " Don Glovanni," and selectiop from " Lits," and " Henri Herz." Hi stoppel a moment, and hardly giving time to his hea to recover their surprise, co:n inenced pl ing the concerted piece, "Hluioe Sweet Jfn " adding his own, with Strakosh's variations, Ltying Strakosh's composition with perfect acciPcy, which elicited the wonder of all. Oe ar another, Madam Parodi, Mad ane Strakoih, Mile. De Wilhorst, Squires and Signor Anllio came in, and quietly seated themselves und, but the blind boy was the bright star this nusical constellation. Stra kosh alone by the performer, watching his and in his anxiety to get neare he in ..rument, broke down the chair whicile was seated on, thus disturbing the delicioi* mu-ical reverie. The blind bay stopped, a1,'aid, "Mr. B--., who is in the room-tit deen as if the room was full of ,e pie ?" Mr. Bdgdid not answer, but Strakosh did, in his broken English. Grasping him by the hand, whii i tear of sympathy trickled down his cheekhe said: "My dar sir, you be von great genius. Your music be 9: sweet. It gives 'Ie pleasure to hear. Yoei music is better as mine. You be von great genius. Mv namiae is Strakosh, and we all be ter mooch 'please. The aiiuncemient staggered the wits of the boy. That he had played before Strakosb, and received liaise front him, filled him with sur prise. IIe.rose from tlie piano, covered with confusion,'jet apparently pleased with having won such praise from the great piaist. We could get him to play no nore that evening, although the whole troupe repeatedly urged him. At the requeztof the company present.trakosh seated himself at the piano, while Miss B-, a fair Carolinian, accompanied him in a beauti ful air fra:e " Linda di Chamounix," Strakosh playing the accompaniment. A song from Madam Do Wilhorst followed, which was sweet ly rendered in her soft and musical voice, and the evening's entertainment closed. Wi'.h a pleasant good-night to all, and a spe ial farewell of thaniks to the blind boy, the pera troupe departed, having given to us a uiet and pleasant musical treat, far more heart felt than ia the crowded hall, where the influi mee of fashion was more fully developed than the influence of music. Early the next morning the blind boy was missing, but we found that lie had gone to spend Christma with a ho-pitiable planter of South Carolina. The best wishes of our hearts went with him. I havelistened to the glorious music of Ihaydn and Momrt; both here and in foreigrn lands ; I have ristenedl to the three greatest of living piaists,Herz, Thalberg and Gottschalk, (and [ must niot omit Strakosch ;) I have heard the most celebrated pima doanas of Italy, France and Germany ; I have listened with wrapt at tention to the kolos' of the most celebrated in strumental perormers in the wot Id-but I have never hesnt such soul-touching music-such wild, improvi.-ed melody as came from the rich and delicate touch and execution of M'Carthy, the blind piaist, as he played unknowingly be fore Straltoich at the "IPlanter's [hotel" on the evening of Wednesday, the 2 of December, 1858. Btce Iovz Le1-rER.-We extraect the follow ing frot a late number of tho Canton (Miss.) Citzc. It Is worth reading : My Tear To'illie: 1'at ish de milshfortune vst hash peen make you stay so long in dei koun tree'? I'tinks you ishi peen .tay away moi're lon as yu shout peen, and tena you ish gonte, I never hash p sen sleepitn in de tilte,. nor im de day timues nzodder, pecauise I purns mit sich ima pashions for .youre komea pack agen. I not has peen foirget youre generosity atit gootness, Vat promsh 'hen ypou komes pack dat I ant you lahl peo pecome vife ant huspant, hot dtjyne togedder, add I ish peen tmkin preparashens dat all ting mite be toneo tiretdy ven you ish get home. -1 hls bait me a niue kote ant a zdbacket., and stlioekens ant preeches, mit von line pare uit.shooes. mit puckles ant sthrings. Mine kteish a lit tlo coluare spheckled udt tark spt a' pack, ant :ny sthockens it vite,a i~ ntit. plue stbripes up ant toun like youre pety kute vat is red ant creen, ant tny shackel.h4 bore vite ash bootermnilk. At I hash petin*poken for van shase or vagon vat vill go mit n liorse, so dat yen ye ish mnarried e eau&i ridlebote alltogedder in de vagont vot vont borshegill pull alng. I sent' you py' das hoportunk~y von parc of plue garters, vot ish prwn ant red, ant de.-e I begs you yill vare for mine shake, ant tink 'pont me every dimes vein you puts deani off, ant ven dey houmes oni agn, ant I vill tinik 'pon you always unitoud tefalka shun order negleganice, atit vent youre komes pack I 'ill peen apout kissen youre sweete peauiful fake, vat I nefer can help loven tmore petter ad nyelf, vile I ish peen a liffen man. I ish retinmft youro luvia front alyrays mitout .i. p.. H AS, "NO CROSS, NO CROWN." If all my path through life should be Without a thorn, without a care, If flowers ever strewed the way, If sorrow never entered there, If all was tranquil, quiet, smoothe, If happiness reigned without alloy, If strife and discord never came, If all was one continuous joy, I should be tempted to forget The band that kindly all bestoired; Forget to thank the God who gave, Forget the source from whence it flowed. I should be tempted to forget Myself a sinful worm to be, That I a moment could not stand, Unless sustained, my Lord, by thee. 'Tis best that sorrow's cloak should fall, At times, around us while we're here; It will but make the joy more great When with the Saviour .we appear. Let me not grieve if trials come; Or, if the world upon me frown; If I have never borne the cross, How can I hope to wear the crown. c. s. LIDBY LUMPY; OR THE BOY WHO WAS SPOILED BY HIS MAMMIA. Limby Lumpy was the only son of his mam ma. His father was called the "pavior's assist ant;" for he was so large and heavy, that when he used to walk through the streets, the men who were ramming the stones down with a large wooden rammnuer, would say, "Please to walk oter the stones, sir," and then the men would get a rest. Limby made a rare to-do when he was a lii tie baby. But he never was a liule baby-he was always a big baby; nay, he was a big baby to the day of his death. " Baby Dig," his mam ma used to call hun; he was "a noble baby," said his aunt; he was "a sweet baby," said old Mrs. Toinkius, the nurse; he was a "dear baby," said his papa-and so he was for he cost a good deal; he was a "darling baby," said his aupt by the mother's side; "there never was such a fine child,"said everybody before the parente. When they were at another place, they called him "a great, ugly, fat thing.' So Liiby grew bigger and bigger every day, till at last lie could scarcely draw his breath, and was very ill. So his mother sent for three apothecaries and two physicians, who looked at him-told his mamma there were no hopes; the poor child was dying of over-feeding. The physicians, however, prescribtd for him a dose of castor-oil. His mamma attempted to give him the cas. tor-oil; but Limby, although he liked cordial and pap, and sweet bread, and oysters, and other things nicely dished up, had no fancy for castor-oil, and struggled, and kicked, and fought every time his nurse or mamma attempted to give it to him. "Limaby, my darling boy," said his mamma, "my sweet cherub, iy only deare4t, lo take its oily poily-there's a ducky deary-and it shall ride in a coachy." "Oh 0 the dear baby;" said the nurse, "take it for iiursey. it will take it for nursey-that it will." The nurse bad got the oil in asilver medicine spoon, so contrived that if you could get it into tue child's mouth, the medicine must go down. Limpy, however, took care that no spoon should go into his mouth; and when the nurse tried the experiment, flr the nineteenth time, he gave a plunge and a kick, and snt the spoon up to the ceilig, knocked off nurse'sspectacles, upet the table on which all the bottles and glasses were. an'l camie down whack on the floor. His mother picked' him ip, claspe.l him to her breast, awl almost, smothered him with kisses.-'Oh ! my dear boy," said she, "it shan't take the nasty oil-it won't take it, the darling; naughty nurse, to hurt baby! It shall not take the nasty physic !" and then she kissed him again. Poor Limby, although only two years old, knew what he was at. H~e was trying to get the mastery of his mamma; he felt he had gain ed his point, and gave another kick and a squall, and at the same time planted a. blow on his mother's eye. "Dear little creature," said she, "he is in a state of hig~h convulsions and fever; ho will never recover. . IBut Limby did recover, and ill a few days was running about the house, and the master of it; there was nobody to be considered, nobody to be consulted, nobody to he attended, to, but Limnby Lumpy. Limuby grew up big and strong; he had every thing his own way. Oue day, when he was at dinner with his father aind mother, perched up on a double chair, with his silver knife and fork, and silver mug to drink from, he amused him self by playingr drum on his plate with the mugr. "Don't make that noise, Limnby, my dear," said his father. "Dear little 1amb," said hisi mother, "let him amuse himself. Limby have some pudding' "No, Limby no pudding drum ! drum ! drum !" A piece of pudding was, however, put on Limby's plate; but he kept on drumming as be fore. At last he drummed the bottom of the mug into the soft pudding, to which it stuck, and by which means it was scattered all over the carpet. "Limuby, my darling I" said his mother; and the servant was called to wipe Limhy's mug, and piek tile pudding from the floor. Limby would net have hIs mug wiped, and floundered about, and uns"et the cruet-stand and the wui. tard on the table clothl. Limaby now Sat stIll, mneditating what to do nexjt, lie was not huiigry, having been stull'ed with a large pe'em of phai-cake about an hour before dhmmer; but lie yrante.l sonmething tu do, and could not sit stIll. P'res.ently a sadldle of mutton was brought on the tablo. Whaen Limnby saw this, he set up a crow of delight, "~Linmby ride," said he, "Limnby ride," and rose up) ini his chair, as if to reach the dish4 "Yes, my ducky, it shall have somie mutton," said his mamma ; anid immediately gave him a slice; cut up into small pieces. That wee not it. Limiby pushed that on the floor, and cried out, "Limby on meat I Limby ride on meat !" Ihis mammna could not think'what he meant, -At last, however, his father recollected that ho had been in the habit of giving him a ride occasiomnlly, fhrst on foot, sometimes on the scroll end of the sofa, at other times on the top of the easy-chair. Onace. heput him on a dog, and more than once on the horse's saddle; in short he had b.een in the h'.bit of percing himi on various things; and now, Liimby, hearinig this was a saddle oif mutton, w'anted to take a ride "Leimbhy on-Limby r'de on bone," said the child, in a whimper. "D~id you ever haer :" said the father. "What an extraordinary child !" said the mnother, "how dever, too, to know it was like a saddle-the little dear ! No, no, Liimby; grease frock, Limby." But Limnby cared nioth ing about a grea~sy fu-ck; not he-he was used enough to thai; and ther-eforo roared out more lustily than ever forn ride on the mutton. "IDid you ever kiow such a child? Wh&t a dear, dotermineod ipirit! He is a child of an j ,--manlO mind, said his mother. "Limby. dear, Limby, dear, silence silence!" Thetruth was Limby made such a roaring that neither father nor mother could get their dinner, and scarcely knew whether they were eating beef or mutton. "It is impossible to let bim ride on the mut ton," said his father; ' quite impowsible!" "Well, but, you might just put him astride the dish; just to satisfy him; you can take care his legs or clothes do not go into the gravy." "Anything for a quiet life," said the father. "What doew Limby want? Limby ride !" "Limbyon bone! Li mby ride on meat!" "Shalli put him across?" said Mr. Lumpy. "Just for ope moment," said his mamma; "it won't hurt the mutton." 'The father rose and took timby from his chair, and, with the greatest caution, held his son's legs astride, so that they might hang on either side of the dish without touching it, "just to satisfy him," as he said, "that they might dine in quiet," and was about to withdraw him from it immediately. But Limbywas not to be cheat ed in that way; he wished tofil the saddle under him, and accordingly forced himself down upon it; but, feeling it rather warmer than agreeable, started, and lost his balance, and fell down among the the dishes soused in melted butter, cauliflower and gravy-floundering, and kicking, and streaming, to the danger of glasses, dishes, and everything else on thetable. "My child ! my child!" said his mamma; "oh! save my child!" she snatched him up, and press ed his greasy garments close to the body of her best silk gown. Neither. father nor mother wanted any more dinner after that. As to Lim by, he was frisky afterwards as if nothing had happened; and about an hour from the time of this disaster cried for his dinner. TOM0-BYL Why is it that the " Tom.boy" has always been considered a name of reproach, and that as a class it is one forever persecuted and bera ted ? Simply because it has become a custom with us to consider that there is no develop ment for the young but the mental-that our daughters do not need beaut1fyifors, but only "loves" of dresses-that Jesia, or Jennie, or Hallie must not be childre1, but tiny women just mamma in duodecimo.. This Is a mistake. At this day, when our young men want so sadly what is tersely termed " backbone," when our young women want stamina, when, as a people, we need physical strength,.there is a " reform" upon this snbject very much needed also. I would have iiothers remember that their daughters' lungs are no better adapted to bear without injury the putrid air of close and hea. ted rooms than is the breathing apparatus of their sons. I would have 1hem. remember that if physical education be lwtricted, enfeebled health, and a purposeless, aimless life, are not calculated to bring out thel genius and build up the reputation of thuir sops; neither are they to be depended on to do thii for their daughters. [ would have them encourgi' their little girls to exercise, effort, industr , and e so as t) give them the h4 'i, igor, activity, and power to expand intota glorious womanhood; in a word, I. would that they be encouraged to become real buna ifde flesh and blood "Ton O sidea of a " Tom-boy" does not necessari ly include rudeness, uncouth manners, or " out landish ways" generally-by no means. The " Tum-boy" is an eager, earnest, iipulaive, bright-e)e d, ghd-hearted, kind-souled specimen of the genusfeineix. If her laugh is a little too fregineut, and her tone a trifle too emphatic, we are willing to overlook these for the sake of the true life and exulting vitality to which they are the "escape-valves ;" and indeed we rather like the high presure nature, which must close ulf its superfluous " steam" in such ebullitions. The glancing eye, the glowing cheek, the fresh, balny breath, the lithe and graceful play of the limbs, tell a tale of healthy and vigorous phyi cal development which is nature's best beauty. f he soul and the mini will be developed also in due time, and we shall have befori us a wo man, in the highest sense of the teim. The "Tom-boy" is beautiful in her way she is wise also in a way peculiarly her own. She can ride a horse without bridle or saddle, a la Joan d'Arc, can tell you what the spade, shovel, and hoe are made for: she knows where the first blue violets grow, anid where the wild strawberries ri pen. She cant describe to you the diffurent fish that haunt the favorite " branch" for she's caught the "silver-shiners" many a time; can inform you when the young brood in the bird's nest will be readly to fly, for that household is under her especial protection ; and her native countenance is full of the visionsi of the weather-seer, as she explains to~ you that " it ia certain to rain to-morrow," for the " pink eyed] pimipernel" has closed, and there is a deep sigh from the south among the trees. When the " Tom-boy" has sprung up to health ful and vigorous womanhood she will be ready to take hold of the duties of life, to become a worker in the great system of humanity. She will not sit down to sigh over the " work given her to do," to simper nonsense, languish in ena nuzi, or fall sick at heart-.but she will ever be able to take up her burden of duty. In her track there will be sound philoophy, in her thoughts boldness and originality, in her heart heaven's own purity, and the "world will be better that she has lived in it." That beautiful idea, so well expressed by Longfellow, " Life is real, life is earnest," will be the soul of all her actions; the will early realize that woman, the world's great verb. wasn created not merely " to be," but " to do," and too often alas l to suffer" also, Ilut to this, her illotted task, she will bring heatlh, vigor, energy, and spirits, and these will give her both thme power"" amid the endurance, without which her lifu musit be, In wine respects atleast, a failure, Would that everybtidy ould learn to lovc and appreciate that Uceautifial eiibvdiment of freshness, grace, sIncer-ity, simpicity, and na tune, the " Tum-boy !"~ A GOOD 05E.--Ourlng the recent session of our Legislature, a propostition was undler discus sion to change the time of meeting of that body, from November to October. Among other ob jections was one so supremely ridiculous, that it is worthy of notice: It was so sickly in October, that no one from the mountains would be willing to come here at that season ! A friend at our elbow says, that the member must have been as hard run for an objection, as was the little boy for not obeying his father. as re lated in the following anecdote. A deep snow was on the ground. Bob was scated in the chumney corner, and the fire not burning freely, the old man said: " Bob, can't you go out andi rustle up a few chips?" " No, indeed," quoth Bob, " while I am rustling up chips, T might rustle up a thundering big snake !" The dan ger from snakes under the snow, is equally as probably g story, as Raleigh beiuig sickly at any tune.-Spirit of tLe Ago. Es- The origin of Pennsylvania is thus given by an old epigrammatist: Penn refused to take his hat off Before the King, andi rhereforo mat ofr Satne other country to light pat on W~here he might worship with his hat on ! 53" What is the difference between a good soldier and a fashionable lady? Ans.--One faces the powder. and the other powdoa the fle. . A STRONG ARiUIMNT. MR. EDITOR :-I know not when my feelings were more intensely aroused upon the subject of temperance, than they were a few days since, in listening to the simple narative of a good man, related by the minister upon our circuit. He said, he had recently called upon a good brother, in the last stages of consumption; sit ting by the fire and spitting his life away with that troublesome disease. Said he, " Brother L., you are very low; and -suppose the good Lord calls you home, what are your prospects of future happiness ?" " A h !" said he, " brother P., I am expecting to die soon. 1 know not what hour I may have to go. I have no fears as to the future. All seems bright, and I am sure I shall go home to Heaven, I am sorry to leave my poor little ones without a father to watch over them, but God our heavenly Father, will take care of them." "I have" said the dying man, " been review ing my past life, and there is but one thing that is connected with the past, which now troubles me-I once deal in liquor; and though I was then ignorant of its evil, and abandoned it as soon as I found it was wrong to deal in it, yet when I think that I may meet some poor wid ow or orphan at the Judgment seat, made so by the liquor I made and sold, my heart is trou bled within me." What an evidence this, of the great wrong in dealing in the article! Well was it for our good brother, (for we know him well, and know him only to love him) that he saw the wrong and repented. Many a dealer only seens his wrong when he is entering the gates of death, and then it is too late to remedy the evil. I would to God all dealers in the accursed traffic, would see its evils.-Exchange. Dowx AND u.-In the year 1849, a young man, who was rich and engaged in a lucrative business in Cincinnati, became enamored of a beautiful and amiable girl-the daughter, by the way, of wealthy parents-and after a brief courtship, married her. Ie loved her dearly. She loved him dearly. A fortune of happiness seemed in store for them; but evil days came, and- after a brief and violent struggle with for tune, the young man became bankrupt. He was left without a dollar, but not without a hope. The gold mines in California were open to the adventurous and the industrious. He would leave his beautiful wife and seek its glit tering shores, where he would remain until his fallen fortunes were revived. The resolution once taken was soon executed. He came to California but the cloud still hung over him. lie was active, enterprising and persevering; yet, while others around him were gathering the golden harvest in abundance, his every. pro ject failed. - For eight years he continued thus. le became sick, weary and disheartened, but his pride would not allow him to write home for assistance. He was at last reduced to sell newspapers upon the streets for a living. A few weeks ago he was at Folsozn street wharf, upon tho arrival of the-naaisteamer,-and, among the passengers who caine ashore, he ecmght a glimpse of a richly dre s..d lady, whon the thought he knew. lie fulloweti her to a hotel, got a fair view, and recojnized her as his wife whom he had not seen for eight years. lie was poorly dressod, but his affection conquered his pride, and he immediately made himself known to her. The recognition was followed by a beautiful erbibition of unabated and un faltering love. The lady's parents had died, leaving her an heiress of great wealth. She had not heard of her husband for eight years, and fearing for his safety, %he resolved, to visit this State, nd makelinquiries fur herself. The lady lcoed her converation with her husband by putting her arms about his neck, and saylng, "Now dear George, we can go home and be happy, as we used to be." They did go home un the steamer which left here last Monday. 'This story is strictly true.- Californi.ps aper. TURmING OU'.-It is iwell known that in the " north couutries," that is any where in the neigh hood of the Canada lines, the snow frequently Ahs' in mid-winter, until it rises to a level with the top rails of the fences along shore. At such times the traveled track is quite considerably ap to be just about the width necessary for one sleigh to pass abreast-and nj miore. As a necessary consequence when two teams meet, their owners get very warm, in the coldest weather, upon the question of Curning out into the emubankmnents, to render a passage practica 'le. Mighat often omakes right on such occasions, and bullying goes a great way without obstrue tioni. One cold daiy as we recollect-being told of it -a couple of drivers found themselves face to face in a spot where a single team conld only "rub and go."' Iothi were sturddy athletic fel lows, but one had the advantage of possessiing a countenance which expressed the utmost de terminration, and thme most ferocious courage. A war of words soon began, but the fierce lookinmg individual cut it short by exclaiming in a voice of thunder " Look here, you bloody scoundrel r It's no use talkin'-and if you don't turn outandi let ine go by, I'll servo you jusLtits I[ served a fellow two miles back, anr JeLLrriea1" The other chap, thinmking it useless to resist, quietly tumbled his sleigh into the snow bank, and sul'ered the bully to pass. After he had done so, however, he ventured to inouire of the man of fierce aspect, "how he had' served the other fellow, about two miles hack I" " Oh I" said the chap, in a delightfully cool snanner, "the truth is, that~ he wouldna'& un out fur me, and I turned Qet jbr kiun" Ongssa va, CaYNOY Silo'T-Thwe Afto1 anunition that we bmye heard of lately was ittud by.thme celebirated dowtuod,,re Usoe, ol' thme M.,mev'diamn Navy, whum, whoii, In an engaer uenit With Admirail hirown, of the Buenos Ay rea tervc, liied every abiot ihs~na his lokers 'What shall we do, sir?" askedi his 1irst lieu tenant; "we've inot a .,ingle shot aboard--round, grape, canmaster, and double beaded are all gone." " Powder gone, eh ?" aked Coe. " No, sir, got Iot~s of that." " We had a confounded bard cheese-a sounad Dutch one-desert at dinner to-day-donm't you remember it ?" said Oe. "I ought to; I broke the carving knife in trying to cut it." " Are there any more on board ?"~ " About twvo dozen or so-we took 'em from " Will they go into thme eighteen pounders ?" " By ginger, Commodore, but that's the idea, I'll try them," cried the first luff. - And in a fewa minutes thme hiro of old Santa Mari.m, (Cou's ship) which had ceased entirely, w.is re-opened, and Admiral Brown found tmere "shot" lirinig over his head. Directly one of them struck his nmininast, and, as it did so, shattered anid flew in every dire#' ion. " What is that the enemy is hr .ag ?" asked Mr. Brownm; but nobody could tell. Directly another one eatme in through a port, andl killed two men who stood near him, then striking the bulwarks, burst into flinters. " By Jove ! that is two much, this is some new fangled Paixhana or other-I don't like 'em at all ?" cried Brown; and then, as four or ive moro of them came slap through his sai!, he ave the order, "Aill way." and actually backod out of the filght, receiving a parting broadside of Dutch cheese. This is an actual fact; our informant we the first lieutenant of Coe's ship.' GHHINGS. r"" A ruffian shot at me last night," said a penurious gentleman, "and my life was saved by the ball's strikingasilver dollarin Inypocket." " hoever takes true aim at your heart is very certain to hit a dollar," said one who knew him., );N' The family of Mr. Terradell of Yard leyville, N. J., six in number, were all poisoned recently by eating grated poke-root which had been dug up and prepared for use along with horse-radish. By timely remedies they were saved from an untimely death. L3" Many of the rich inhabitants of Mexico are migrating to this country, where their fami lies and money will be safe from banditti, and hundreds of others would be glad to come if they could remove their wealth hither. Z,|' An editor of Indiana was attacked by a man for some personal grievance. The editor says: "To avoid injuring him, and prevent hisinjur ing us, we got oat of the way." E1 Foote expressed the belief that a cer tain miser would take the beam out of- his own eye if he knew ho could sell the timber. Eg| Why is a conundrum like a monkey ? Because it is far-fetched, and full of nonsenser and fun. What is that which no man wants, which if any man has he would not part with for untold wealth I A bald head. ZE|" Horne Tooke, characterized the House of Commons as a mass of dirt and corruption. To escape punishment for this libel, he was re quired, upon bonded knee, to beg pardon of the Hourse. Upon brushing the dust from the knees of his breeches, he said, "Iis a dirty House, though I" This caused a laugh from all those around him. Z-MARRIAoE oF Miss Misor.-The Pa. rig correspondent of the Boston Traveler, under date of February 10th, says: Miss Mason, daughter of the American Min ister here, has mairied Mr. Anderson, the son of a wealthy iron master of. Norfolk, Va. Z " The L'nn News says, that if we have a war with England the ladies will fight, because of late years they have been accustomed to bare aris. Z| What difference is there between a fool and a looking-glass. Ans.-One speaks without reflecting and the other reflects with out speaking. 36r An Irish soldier, who was boasting of his great courage, was asked why he ran away in battle. ."Faith," ays Pat, "Ame heart is bowld as a ,lion-so it is; but I happened to have a pair of cowardly let'4, which always run away wid me body, whin I'd be after the inimy, bad luck to them !' BAINs.-An American sloop of-war had put Into at English port, and the first lieutenant went ashor to reconnoitre. Ii the course of his travels, he entered a tavern where a num er of rirkisl oilicers were caronsing. They at once recognized the lieutenant's nationality by his dress, and resolved to amuse themselyes by bullying hin. "Weil, comrade," says one, "you belong to the United States, I see." "Right," wa.s the answer. "Now what would you do to a man who sbould say that your navy did not contain an olicer fit for a gunboat?" continued the Eng ishian. "I would blow his brains out !" returned our lieutenant, with great coolness. There was silence among her majesty's ser ants for a moment; but finally, one of them, more muddled than the rest, maniged to stain er nut: "W--well, 'Yank,' I say it !"~ The American walked to his side, and replied, almly: "It is lucky for you, shipmate, that you have o birains to bloo OILd fP Struck by the dignity of the answer, the of fender at once apologized, and our hero invited tjoin the mess. Tim~ Cu:Aarry or Sercrccn.-Can a higher :ompliment be paid to a man than to say he speaks ill of no" one ? And is any mian better spoken of by all than he who never opens hiii mouth to the detriment of his fellow-creatures ? And do~es any one in the long run live more happily than lie? The charity of speech tiur passes that of ahnsogivii; the latter, even if it be the widow's mite is rewarded by the feeling the donor experiences, but the latter waits for ts reward. The impul~e that prompts one to look kindly upon his brother's sins oif omission or comnmi'uion, oven while hiving, as he would if ie were dead-.that prompts to suppress all mention of the evil within him:, and readily to aknowledge his good traits-to speak of man with the same dL.cacy as of woman-to remem ber that there is no existing creature without sonic redeeming trait--this impulse is one of the noblest that actuates the mind and dwells within the heart. We never knew one who has a kind word for the faults of another, without mental conviction that lie would be the Airst to lund him a helping hand, In somne parit4 of Marylandl the corn, growa .0 short thait thei farmerg have to get down on their Iuces to pull it. Several years ago, Mr, Courwin;, la, comlpanly with a frletnd, WgaS paan trn he~ mosrt sterle r,- qhn of thet we.4terI: ghuvu, -eng a mn on fit knees in a iltienot the roa,;dj thu.y' accosted himn, andii ingni~iredl *hnt het was doinpr lIe :answered that he wasw pulling corn. " Ahi, 1 see," sid Mr. Cortin in a tonie of' apoloLgetic conmmiserationi, "you must be vet'y poor inideed." " Not so very poor as von mgijht inagine," replied the faruief; rising to his feet, ad surveying the slhott group around him ; "1I don't own all this la,.d." San Acc:emr.-We deeply lament the oc urrence of an accident, near Winnsboro, which bereaved Mr. and Mrs. W. R. Robertson of their youngest son, Edward, about eight years of age. We learn that he.and the neztcldlerson were play hing with a gun in the house, which happened to bc loaided. Little Ediward had placed the muz le in his mouth, to ascertain whether it was loaded, while his brother was attempting to raise the hamm':er. In the attempt, it slipped from his fingers and fied the gun, causing ins'tan taeous death to the little victim. H~e was a reiarkably hanid.*,mie and interesting child, and the universal favor which he attracted, will en list for his parents, ol w~hom he was the young est and pet child, the most cordial sympathies. [S&uth Carolinian. If a eat, rat or mouse dies about the house, nd sends forth an offensive gas, place some dis solved copperas in a cup or jar anywhere within selling distance," and the cure is sure. A stock of any goods which were nearly spoiled by a "skunk" under the store, has been cleaned nd restored by simply sprinkhing dissolved cop pras about thie fi~r For the AaVOrUer. P30R . . Does the earth contain one epirlt, Bound despondent In the ds,--. On the midnight of whose vision Beams no star of hopsor trU't. Let that soul but pause and ponder On the works the past bath done I And an earnest, bright snd glorious, For the future shall be won Toiling In this earthly vineyard, Many hands have found a place; so me have gained the mountain's summit; Some are still around its base. Bat "Progress"-atirring watehawor4; Cheers them onward to its height; Can'st thoukpanse and play the laggard, With Its glories-fall in sight? - Who can tell what bound or barrier To improvement, Heaven designed? Who shall dare to Ax the limits To the onward marsh of mind? None but He who into befag Called the unfathomed human soul; He, for whom the hymn of progress - Through eternity shall roll. SL. 0o IL ---ee Prom the Constitutionalist 9tl Inst. DEATH OF TIE POSTRISTER RENRAL. We were started, yesterday afternoon, by the receipt of a telegraphic dispatch announcing the death of the Hon. Aaron V. Biown, of Ten nessee, the Postmster General of the United States; although we were prepared for this sad intelligence, by tie announcements of his critical illness, for several days past. He died in Wash ington City, of pneumonia, at 4l1f past nine o'clock, yesterday morning. Aaron V. Brown was, with the exception of General Cass, the oldest member of the Cabi net, having been born on the 15tir of August, 18%, in the county of Brunswick, Virginia, Ils father, whilst a mino.r, pisted-ad a private soldier In the Rovolutionar. artiy-ad partlei pated in all the sufferings and trigplis-off the memorable Jersey campaign of 1777 and 1776. At the close of his term of ervice, be returned to the county of Brunswick, where beresided until 1813, when he removed to the county of Giles, in Tennessee. There he w joInd in the (e lowing year by his son, the lte mPoatiaster General, who had just graduated at Qhaie Sill, with the highest honors of a largeclass, of which Senator Mangum and Gov. Manly, of North Carolina, were members. Having completed his college course, he commenced im sediately to prepare himself for admission to the bar, and and with this purpose enteyed the lay office of the late Judge Trimble, of Nashvill,,early in 1815. After his admimsion to the bar, he prac ticed s ,fession in Nashville fli/Vhort time, - hi sewumd at oncsan e - practice, which he continued to enjoy (a part of the time in connection with James K. Polk,) until his first election to Congress. He aas first elected to the State legislature in 1821, wher.. he served six or eight teris, an4 first elected to Congress in 1829, where he coUtined until the coinnenceient of Mr. Pulk's admitisatration. During the period of his CJongressionaf service, [Gov. Brown took-an active part in the proceed. igs of the House, of which he was a meniber, upon all important questions, and inthe last Congress, in which he served, was ChaTrnan of the Cominittee on Territories, and rep6rted the first bill which was ever offered for the organi zation of the Territory of Oregon. In March, 1845, when President Polk went into oflico, he retired from Congress, and, as he hoped, froum public life; but before he reached home, received intelligence of his nomination by the Domocra'ic State convention as a candidate for Governor. After some hesitation, he accepted the nomina tion, and was 'elected by a small majoriiy, al. though the State in the preceeding year had voted against Mr. Polk, the Democratic Tennes ee nominee fur the Presideney. In a cointest br re-election to the Gubernatorial office he was defeated, and subsequently wa<, in 1848, an Elector for the State at'large upon the-Demo ratic ticket; in 1850, a delegate to the Nashville onvention, (concurinig In the re olutions pass d by that body, but dissenting froip, and pro esting against, the anddresses whichP it issued,) ad in 1852, a delegate to the National Demo ratic Convention at Bakltpore, and chairman f the committee, by which. the platform was reported upon which Mr. Prce was elected. In his lung pulblic service, to whaiclf wt have riefly referred, Guy. Brown won fur hirdse'lia ational reputation for ability, industry, and in tegrity, and wvas espeially distinguished for his ntexible adherence, at all times, and on all uetions, to the doctrines of the State igthts party. When, therefore, Mr.: Buchanks desig atod him as oiie of. his Cabinet officdrs, the selection was approved by the country and by the party; and in the last two years, has been anply vindicated by the energy and ititelligene eith which he has administered the affairs of the Post Office Department. Sir Cuan;.us NAqPIERoN THE DISTURBED Stars OF EUaoPE.-Sir Charles Napier has addre*s.d a letter to the Earl of Derby, in which hie says: In the present disturbed state of Europe, is It rirt, is it safe, that France with an army of 500,000 men, should have the command of the channel? Wi--ween Brest andl Cherbiourq t are 13 or 14 sail ofthe line, (the. half' of 4Sher. bur,) either manned , r rea.1 to lp malined nd France hei the men4l ar madbilhg a fleel whch we barc not ,inid 4115 may brilig tht:C:eV od the TIotilu' ilet to dSi etbourg lhysmll lbut we ai binigg the crew of isltg Me'Imt.*atin~t ileet4 -. l'oetsmounth lhv faila iln'tt thee' eire'utn shdnts I .sfoigly fedd1ittmeitd fotlfs~ td al o~n the Comnimismsiun tar nmnnirj .the l aqj to ,nahe. their repor't1 and Ituordef dur firt reigrvd to be meinrned and the second reserte'.to be prq' paed. Muntalembert told us we had no friend ia Europe, and what combinations ,thay take place in. the spring we do not know; anld we ought not to forget that Russia has a large fleet in the Baltic always manned, and 'thely are dot far from our eastern coast. Do not forget, naj lord, that Napoleon I., formned an arm of 11e. serve at Dijon, and was across the Alp before Autria was aware of it. Napoleon . IT. may cross the Channel beforeo we kncw what we are aout. ig ANm Irish dragoon, on hearing .sis wid wed mother had married since he quitted Ire land, exclaimed : " Murther, I hope she won't have a son oulder than me, if she does I shall lose the estate." & fa bill now before Ohio Legislature passes that body, we shall have no mhote Ohio Conressmen elected by negro votes, The bill provdesthat judges of elections shall jt #11 tes of persona of African descent, ta any such person voting shall be punisbed. prisonment. Persons advising nogroes tb evity are also subject to a penalty. p If there is any person to whom-yoot feel dislike, that Is the person of whosm yqesgMS movrt pin nk