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"WE WILL CLING TO THE PILIARS OF THE TEXPLE O OUR LI3ERTIEB, AND IF IT MUST PALL, WE WILL PERISH AMIDST THE RUINS."
SIEKINS, DURISOE & MO., Proprietors. EDGEFIELD, S. C AY 11, 1859. VOLUME XXNJ.-O. 18.
From the Southern Literary Messenger.
"Willie.--Meet me in Heaven!"
It was a morn in Spring
The dowers were dressed in all their brightest bloom
Sheddingtheirfragrancethroughthed.arkenodroom
Where Death stood lingering.
A young disciple lay
With folded arms upon her dying bed,
And friends drownear with light and noiseless tread,
To hear the sufferer pray.
"Saviour !" she whispered low,
"Let me thy blessed will, in faith obey,
And guard my spirit, as it soars away,
But heal his fearful woe!
"Soothe all his grief and pain
Let him with Faith's consoling hopes be blest,
And guide him to thy house of blissful rest,
Where we may meet again."
Then turning to those near,
She waved her hand&-and with beseeching tone,
She asked that she might now be left alone
With the chief mourner, there.
And as, with anguish bowed
He knelt beside her bed, and heard her speak
Her last farewell, and kissed her fading check,
Calmly, she said aloud,
" Willie !-my race is run
And now I am to leave this earthly sphere
This world of sin and sorrow, pain and care
My work on earth is done.
" Meet me in that bright land
Where grief no more shall come, and troubles cease,
Where dwelleth holiness, and love, and peace,
And joy at God's right hand.
" May grace to thee be given
To follow me, to purer worlds away
My Saviour calls me home-I cannot stay
WILuI! xzrTNZ I RHAvN!" -
CLAUIL
Charleston, S. C.
Heroic Conduct of a Missouri Girl.
-0
The Sunday Times has lately given a sort
of romantic history of an event which occur
red in Southwestern Missouri not many years
ago. The facts are gleaned from a rep-rt of
the trial of Mary Silmore for murder. The
writer of the article says that he was himself
counsel for the heroine, on her trial, and the
principal events related are on record in the
archives of the Circuit Court of Jasper Coun
ty, Missouri.
On the 4th of July, 1840, the lynchers
of Jasper were all in motion. The captain
of +be-band had made a reqisition for their
whole force, and, accordingly, full two hun
dred, completely armed and equipped, assem
bled at the court house as the point of de
parture on their desperate expedition. They
were all well dressed, mounted on strong,
serviceable horses, and might be termed a
respectable looking set of men fur the back
woods. Their captain, John MayS, in par
ticular, was a splendid fellow, at least in
physical appearance. Tall, graceful and com
-manding, he was fitted to adorn the drawing
room as well as the battle field. One of those
changeable beings so' numerous in the far
west, where any profession may be assumed
at will without preliminary training. He
had been first a bee hunter, then a Methodist
p reacher, then a doctor, then a lawyer. le
He was now "a fighter" and, on account of
-his astonishing prowess in this new occupa
tion, had recently been elected to the cap.
taincy of the lynchers, in the place of a pre
decessor killed.
The company left the court house, which,
on the frontier, is the public hail for all sorts
of meetings, and set out on their campaign
at ten o'clock in the morning. It was a fine
sight to see them skimming away over the
green sward of the level prairie, their hunt
ing shirts streaming in the wind, and their
guns glittering in the sunshine. Many spec
tators, collected to celebrate the glorious day,
witnessed their departure, and many predict
ed that they would not return as they went..
As for the lynchers themselves, they seemed
to labor nnder no gloomy apprehensions, as
the following conversation (sworn to after
wards in open court) will show:
Tom Barker.-Well, captain, do you think
old Silmore will stand up to the sticking
point this bout?~
Captain.-No, by J-and General Jack
son! (His favorite oath.) Have we not
whipped him three times already, until there
is not an inch of his hide, from the neck to
the hills, that does not bear the deep scars
for our hickories ?
Barker.-Very true, captain; but then
they say that he now keeps twelve loaded
guns, and as many pistols, always by his head,
and swears he will never he taken any more
alive.
Uaptain.-I don't care if he had fifty can
nons. The old rogue is a coward, and a cow
ard would not fight if he could be armed
with thunder.
Barker.-Yes; but they also say that pret
ty Mary, his younger daughter, has been
practicing lately, and can shoot nearly as well
a~s her father. May be she will take it into
her head to give a pop of powder and lead.
At this singular intelligence Captain Maya
turned pale, and drawing a long breath whic's
sounded very similar to a love sigh, answered
in a softer and sadder tone-" What a pity
that such a beautiful creature as Mary should
be the child of a thief and counterfeiter."
Barker (with a smile.)-I am told that
she used to be your sweetheart.
Captain.-I loved her as my own soul, and
am satisfied that she loved me until I jouined
the lynchers, and then she never would speak
to me again. But that must have been the
work of her infernal father, and il have his
scalp for it yet.
Barker-They say that she can cut off the
head of a hawk with a pistol at ten paces.
Captain.-That may all be as they say,
but yet abe will never do harm to any hun
man being. She is the most tender-heartedl
woman God ever created. I wish you could
have seen her weep at the death of her little
a tdfawn, torn to pieces by the dogs,
Barker.-That's no sign. Parson Brady.
you remember, cried one day over his dead
horse, and the next day killed Jack Coulker
for calling him "Old Snuffler." rears arc as
great a humbug as smiles, and I would'nt
trust either farther than I could throw a
blacksmith's antil. But tell me, captain,
what shall we do with Silmore if wo catch
him this time ? We have ordered him of'
and he won't go; we have whipped him till
he has no skin on his back, and yet he budges
not. What are weto do?
Captain.-Haiig him to a limb of the mug
nolia mi his own yard.
While the lynchers were on their way, let
us antielpste their goal, and view the position
of their enemy.
:Immediately on the Southern bank of
Spring River-, embowered in the shade of a
dms AfamI u olas-the onl spec
seen the log cabin of Lewis Silmore. The
spot was surrounded by palings, enclosing
some half an acre or more, to which the ap
proach led through a whitewashed gate.
Both above and below, by the rich bottom
along the stream, bloomed fields and gardens,
with other evidences of comparative wealth,
and, among the number, half a dozen African
slaves, who were buily employed with the
plough and weeding-hoe.
The owner of the farm was a Yankee-at
all events such was the general belief. lie
had emigrated three years previously, was
poor at the period of his arrival, and acquired
his property since by dishonest practices. In
fine, he was a counterfeiter, whose ingenuity
and caution were alike remarkable, that it
was impossible to procure his conviction in a
court of justice. A striking example may
serve to illustrate his extraordinary cunning.
Silmore was arrested about a year before
the date of the visit by the lynchers soon to
be described, and brought to trial for pasring
spurious money to the amount of five thou
sand dollars, which he had given in payment
for -a drove of slaves. The proofs on the part
of. the State were positive against him, and
there seemed no chance for his escupe. But
to the astonishment of everybody, he intro
duced as a witncss of his innocence one of
the most reputable men in the county, who
swore " that somemouths anterior, the pris
oner at the bar had staid over night at his
house, and that in the morning, when they
both walked out to the gate, Silmore ex
claimed, looking towards the public road,
"Yonder some traveler has lost his pocket
book," and running to the place, picked it
up, when it was found to contain five thou
sand dollars in bank bills the same then pro
duced in Court. That the numbers were ta
ken down by witness, at prisoner's request,
and an advertisement inserted in the Spring
field newspaper, with an accurate account of
the finding." This was conclusive, and the
accused accordingly received an acquittal.
What a rogue's ruse was here !-what fertili
ty of invention 1-to lose his own counterfeit
money, and then find it in the presence of a
credible witness, so as to have proof for any
contingency.
The log cabin of Silmore, on that bright
4th of July before. specified, presented in
dubitable tokens of preparation for some ex
danger. The door was shut and. fastened
with strong woodn bars on the inside. Sev
eral port holes, with the black muzzles of
guns bristling through.their apertures, might
be noticed in the walls as well as doors.
Within, the scene was worthy of a painter.
Intently watching towards the South, through
a small crevice left between the logs, sat the
counterfeiter-a slight, well favored, grey
haired man, with restless, rolling, and very
bright black eyes, and a disagreeable puck
ered expression about the corners of the
mouth. Close beside him were his wife and
elder daughter, Eliza, both in tears. But
that creature of grace and beauty, the sylph
like Mary, whose charms forned the topic of
wonder and admirition for the whole country
around, although not yet sixteen, neither
trembled nor wept but constantly examined
the guns-saw that there breeches were pro
perly supported on chairs and tables, and that
their deadly dark muzzles were pointed di
rectly at tue gate. Sbe looked at the prim
ing in the pans, fixed fresh caps on the tubes
of the pistols, and laid bowie-knife and
hatchet in places to be handy for sudden use.
All this was proven on the subsequent trial.
And yet still there was no appearance of
unusual emotion perceptible on her counte
nance, which was mild, calm, and sweet as
ever.
Near noon a column of horsemen became
visible in the South, moving rapidly forward
over the even prairie. The vision of ominous
peril affected the inmates of the log cabin in
different ways. The features of the counter
feiter grew pale as marble. The mother and
Eliza uttered suppressed cries, and entreated
him to seek safet in flight across the river.
" Never I" exclaimed the lovely Mary.
" Never run from such a band of murderers.
No, dear faher, defend your own house or
die I I wiln help you defend it, and die with
you."
In a few moments their foes were at the
gate. They alighted, hitched their horses to
the palings, and were in the act of entering.
The gate was fifty paces from the house.
" Now, father, is the time to fire. Let us
shoot sure and quick," said Mary, in a low
and calm voice.
But Silmore was in no state of mind to
heed such excellent advice. His courage had
vanished in the exact ratio of the enemy's ap.
prach, until he stood pale, trembling, and
powerless as an infant.
" Why do you not shoot, father ?" asked
Mary, with flashing eyes as the lynchers rush
ed through the gate and hurried on towards
the cabin, and the mother and eldest daughter
screamed outright w ith terror.
The father could not even answer, but sunk
down, quaking on the floor.
" Then let me shoot," cried the young
heroine, springing to a gun, as the savage
men advanced half way from the gate to the
door.
"No! no!" ar.iculated Silmore in tremiu
os tones, so faizat as to be searcely an audi
ble whisFer; and at the same instant the
mother and Eliza caught Mary, and by main
strength, with considerable difficeulty, preven
ted her from firing-an act that, under the
circumstances, would have looked like mad
es I for what might the despairing bravery
of a girl avail against two hundred of the
most desperate lynchers in all the backwoods?
Little time, however, was allowed for
action,
In a moment the door was beaten fronm i's
hinges. The evengers entered and dragged
the quivering couunterfetr fbrth, his .wife ana
Eliza following after, and calling out in the
ost piteous tonecs for mercy. The prayer
was offered in vain-offered to ears as deaf to
entreaty as the adders to the charms of music.
" Let us hang the wreteh to the first limb I"
shouted Captaini Mays.
" Hang him to the first limb I" echoed two
hndred voices.
" Here is a rope," said the captain, drawing
a strong cord from his pocket.
" Mercy ! mercy !"
" Climb uip into that magnolia, and tie one
end of this to yonder swinging limb, while I
fasten the other in a rnoose round the villain's
ek ; and then when I give the word, pull
him up six feet. Let him go off high and
dry," ordered the chief lyncher.
Bob Mays, a brother of' the captain, and
another man ascende~d the old tree in the
yard, as directed, one of them holding the
rope between his teeth, while their leader pro
eeded to adjust the noose on the fainting
victim's throat.
"' Mercy ! mercy I" Still arose that wailing
cry, in shrieks dreadfully loud and shrill.
" Take away these yelling wvomen I" said
the cap~tain, as the two females ftll on their
faes before him, and clasped their arms close
ly about his knees.
The command was executed, and as the
rude murderers bore them of!', they both still
screamed " mercy I" and Elhiza added, " Com
cone, sister Mary, and beg tIle- captaiui for
mery. Hc.,onced loved you so well, perhaps
he will hear you."
Mays turned pale and glanced his eyes
towards the cabin. No one, however, was to
be seen there, andl the door itself was again
shu.L
" Are you ready ?" inquired the chief look.
ig into the tree-above him.
# Mercyn raebm .h;.,...a t&. ....t..
feiter, as terror renewed partially the powi
of speech.
" Mercy I" cried the mother and Eliza seve
al rods distant from the awful spot.
" All ready!" said the executioners perche
in the magnolia, tightening the fatal cord.
"Then -" But the captain's voice wi
drowned in those-screams for " mercy," an
by a sudden shock of air, more terrible stil
and far more difficult to withstand.
" Boom I boom I" loud and heavy, two r
ports, that roared almost together pealed froi
the door of the log cabin. The girl Mary ha
begun her work.
The commencing sentence died on the cal
tain's livid lip. He fell to the earth-a ghastl
corpse, his head torn to pieces with bulleti
and buck-shot, for the heroine had taken aii
with a double-barrel gun, and had given th
enemy both loads at once.
"Boom! boom !" sounded two others, a
the panic-stricken lynchers fled away in th
most hopeless consternation, leaving on th
bloody field, besides their dead captain, sevei
al others badly wounded, and many of the!
weapons cast behind them in their fligh
Ind.. ed, so thorough was theii alarm, that the
dared not return to their horses, or to bear o
their slain, until they had first sent back
committee of neigrhboring females to crav
permission in the'humblest of terms.
In the meantime, the short, -sharp crack
of several rifles were heard. Mary was er
deavoring to bring down the two lynchers i
the magnolia, who had hastily ascended higi
er up, and hidden deeper in the thick foliag
-themselves now crying for "mercy" in thei
turn.
Through the interposition of the countei
feiter, his wife and the elder daughter, th
backwoods "Mfinerva" was finally induced t
spare the rest.
The news of this tragedy created, as ma
well be conceived, a tremendous excitemeni
and led to the abolition of lynching forever i
the prairie land of Jasper; for the peopm
everywhere, are always certain to take. side
with extraordinary bravety, and, although th
friends of the old regite of violence manage
to have an indictment returned by the gran
jury against Mary Silmore for the murder c
Mays, she was acquitted afterwards on trial
amidst the acclanations of five hundred spec
tators. Much greater interest was manifeste
in her favor, owing to the general belief the
she was not apprised of her father's felloniou
practices. The female members of the fami
ly had been popular all the while, even whe1
the counterfeiter himself was universally exe
crated.
As we are not dealing in fiction, but naked
unadorned truth, proven and sworn in a cour
of justice we cannot gratify the reader's curi
osity by any additional particulars as to th
subse.quent history of Mary Silmore. Th
writer shortly afterwards emigrated to Texa
and has not since heard aught fromone whos
beautiful image rises up often before the ey
of memory.
Why is "truth stranger than fiction 7
Because truth is from the wild, passionat
living heart, while fiction is forged in the col
crafty intellect. The one is wrought in figure
of fire; the, other in embroidery of frost-wori
A New Game.
"Pool" is a game extravagantly indulge
in at Buffalo. I he game is played on a'bi
liard table, with twenty or thirty balls, eac
ball numbered, the numbers running fror
one up. A dozen or more can join the gam
A certain number is fixed upon, and the pla]
er who shall first pocket enough balls whos
numbers will amount to it, wins the pile
which is made up by the players staking
certain amount each before the game -con
mences. Previous to the commencemeni
each player draws a marble from a box an
puts it out of sight in his pocket. Thes
marbles are all numbered to correspond wit
numbers on the table. The player, after r(
ceiving his narble, recollects the number, ani
his game is to pocket balls enough, the nun
bersi of which added to that of the marble il
his pocket will make the number which win
the pile.
The Republic tells a good story of an ac
venture an old gent passionately fondc
'-ol had, a few nights ago. He is occi
sionally given to chance in other games, iti
intimated. Well, he came home very lat
from a seige at " pool." His wife was asleei
When she awoke in the morning she foun
upon the floor a marble which had droppe
out of her husband's pocket when he camet
bed, upon which were the figures "17.
" What is this ?" said she to her lord. Lor
opened his eyes, looked, blushed, was confuses
and stammered " why-why---it's marble, aim
it ?" " Yes," said she, " but 'what are ye
doing with a marble in your pocket ?" " I
my pocket l-well-ah I-the fact is, I've ha
that marble in my pocket for the last thirty-fiv
years-ever since I used to ,play for .keep
with Bill -." " Indeed I" ineredulousl
asked his wife-but what are these figures o
here for ? what does 17 mean ?" "17 mean ?
said he hesitatingly-" Oh ! 17 ?-why the
was the number of marbles Bill owed in
when we quit playing, he marked it on ther
so I wouldn't forget it." The old fellow ha
a narrow escape, and hasn't played any mor
" pule" since.
" Pick up de Stobe"
A correspondent, writing from Washingto:
Pa., says:
" Like most other small towns, we hav
here a "cullered church," where a great mano
amusing things are said, exhilaratimg to th
spirits of a few who occasionally visit oti
"ilayti" meeting houses. "1{ayti" is th
name given to that part of the town wher
".p -ssons of color" reside. One winter evi
ming, when the "cenllered preacher was in th
midst of his sermon, making a most violeri
if not a most eloquent appeal to his hearern
one of the stove legs fell out, and, as a nati
ral consequence, the red hot store tipped ove
at an angle alarmingly suggestive of fire
The audience of course commenced crowdin
out of the door like sheep. But the preache
was equal to the occasion. Addressing on
of his prominent members, he cried out
" Piek up de stobe, brudder Bolah I piel
up de stobe ! De Lor' won't let it burn you
Only-hab faith I"
Poor brother Bolah had unfortuately to
much faith, and immediately seized it, al
glowing as it was ; but tto sooner had his fit
gers come in contact with the fervent iror
than he dropped it again, and dancing aroun
on one foot, blowing his skinles4 lingers, h
exclaimed, with all the energy which he coul
throw into his voice
" De debil he won't I De debil he won't!
KEEPriNG A SE~carE.-Neighbor Wilso
caught a cooper stealing some hoop-pole
which he had just got ready for market. Th
cooper was astounded, and offered Farmer 1
ten dollars not to mention the fact, which pri
positioti, duly backed by the montey, was ai
eepted. But that same evenmng, wheni 14
Wilson, the cooper, and a lot of their mutm
neighbors. were talking politics at the villag
grocery, the former turnted to a friend an
asked-.
" Did I ever tell you, neighbor Jenks, th~
I caught the cooper here stealing my hooj
poles?"
The cooper betrayed his guilt by blushin
crimson, amnd the party addressed declared,
reply
" You never did l!"
" Well, theni, addled Mr. Wilson, I nevi
will, for I prnmnised him I wouldnm't I"
The next day, a first-rate cooper settled I
a neeghborng villaje.
Hard Shell Whiskey.
This may perhaps strike our readers as
r rather a curious name for the ardent, yet
there is an article that bears that name,
d When we were in Oglethorpe the other day,'
Mr. A. A. Lowe, of that city, presented us a
,3 bottle thus labelled-!' English's Hard Shell
d Whiskey, made in Sumter county." Wo
I, were informed that it derives its name.of
" Hard Shell" from the fact that it is made
by a Hard Shell Baptist. This is prima facie
n if not conclusive evidence that it is pure un
d adulterated whiskey. For whatever may be
said and thought of some of the tenets of
this denomination we think it is generally ad
Y mitted that, for plain common every day
s honesty, they have no superiors. In our opin-,
1n ion, they are, as a body, not only more honD
e est, but in those opinions which relate to thei
affairs and business of life, more nearly righti
9 than any other body of people in the world;
e they are particularly so as to the principles
e of government. We will venture the opinion
that there is not in the United States a sin
r gle Hard Shell Baptist who is an abolitionist,
a protective tariff, or internal improvement
V man-not one who is in favor of a State sys
tem of education or of State aid, or in favor
' of corporations of any kind, or of any of thid
a partial legislation which is intended to use
the power of the government to give to one
man an advantage over another. They are
an honest people who desire to do justice to
3 all men. There are therefore very few if
any of them who would adulterate whiskey;
in fact there are some of them who, it is said,
r do not like even to put too much water in it.
By.the way, some time ago we were laugh
ing at one of our hard shell friends, about
the charge that is sometimes made against
3 them, that it is one part of their creed that
they must drink, if not get drunk. He re
plied to us in this wise. Said he-"It is not
that the members of our church get drunk
any oftener than those of other chure- .- w, but
that more notice is taken of it. Let one of
our members get drunk, and he is obliged to
be dealt with.- It is the duty of every other
member if he knows or hears of it to prefer
f charges against him, and they are sure to do
it, and he has to come up publicly before the
church and make confession so that every
body hears'of it; but you let a Methodist,
or a Soft Shell Baptist, or a Presbyterian, or
an Episcopalian get drunk, and if he ain't so
drunk that he can't walk, or- unless it is so
public that every body knows it, somebody
will take him off and put him to bed or hide
him away in a back room. They may per
haps give him a private talk, if he is not a.
very prominent member, but they don't bring
him up to a public trial, for fear of scandal
izing the church. But you let them all try
their members for getting drunk like we do,
and you will hear of as much drunkenness
in any of the rest of them as amongat the
Hard Shells."
It struck us that there might be a good
deal more of truth than of poetry in.this.
view of the case. But to the whiskey.
We think it is pretty well settled that the
a people of this country will use alcoholic stim
ulants; they have done it at lea.-t as lung as
we can remember, 'and the indications -are
that they will do it for. some time to come.
And since that is settled, it is important tiat
some attention should be directed to the
character of the article that is used. We
have no doubt that the evil, even of its ex
cessive use, would be greatly diminished by
using only the pure article. There- is more
importance in this idea, in a w.>ril point of
view, than is generally attached to it. It
would be no inconsiderable improvtement of
morals of the country to put a stop to the
frauds and the crimes that are committed in
the adulteration and poisioning of the liquors
of common use, and much would be accom
e plished in this way if those who deal in them
would purchase and sell such, and such only,
as they knew to be pure.-Corner Stone.
2 WHAT THEY WONT OWN To.-A witty writer
s says: "There are several things which you
never can by any accident get a lady-he she
tyoung or od-to confess to." Here are some
f of them :-That she laces tight. That her
Sshoes are too small for her. That she is ever
s tired at a ball. That she paints. That she
e is as old as she looks. That she has been
1.more than five minutes dressing. That she
i kept you waiting. That she blushed when a
I certain person's name was mentioned. That
0 she ever say's a thing she doesn't mean. That
she is fond of scadal. That she can't keep a
Ssecret. That she-she of all persons in the
Iworld-is in love. That she doesn't want a
tnew bonnet. Teat she can .do with one single
athing less when she is about to travel. That
Sshe hasn't the disposition of an angel, or the
Stemper of a saint, or how else could she go
e through one half she does ? That she doesn't
a know better than every one else what is best
i for her. That she is a flirt or coquette. That
a she is ever in the wrong.
ereTrx greatest instance of- impudence on
ianrcod is that of a Yankee, 'vho, in an Ital
i a city, stopped a religious procession, in
e order to light his cigar from one of the holy
candles. Ere the procession recovered from
its astonishment, the audacious smoker had
disappeared.
4 A father was winding his watch, when he
said playfully, to his little girl, "Let mns
awinti your ndhe up I" No," said the child,
i "I don't want my nose wound uip, for I don't
e want it to run all day."
e "?IN~ you tell me, Sambo, de key to de pros
B perity of d e Souf I"
" Kfey to prosperity of de Soul? B3Igwords,
SJuno: guess you must hab be.en eating mas-.
t a's dicksrunary. (Golly, I ain't larned nuff~
to answer dat.
" Well, chile, 'tis de darkey."
SWuEN the Earl of Bradford was brought
r before the Chancellor to be examined upon
a application for a statute of lunacy agamnst
him, the Chancellor asked him:
k "'How many legs has a sheep red
! "Does your lordship mean, ansre
Lord Bradford, "alivo ahpep oradieadsheep?"
a" Is it not the same thing ?" said the Chan-.
1 cellor.
" No, my lord," said Lord Bradford, "there
, is much difference. A live sheep may have
I four legs, a dead sheep has but two ; the two
e fore-legs are shoulders, but there are hut two
legs of mutton."
"A PaITs-rs's Assepo-r E.-It used to be re
lated of Corporal Nymn, a printer, well knowm
a for many years in this town as being more
s remarkable for his odd humor than the length
e of his purse, that-while he was travelling from
Lowell to Bostoi, he was met by a highway
man, who politely (as is the custom of those
gentry) demanded his purse. " My dear sir."
q uoth Coorod Nvmn, " I perceive you doni't
Iknow me I' "That is nothing to the purpose,
e sir,-give up your purse immediately," deman -
d ded the highwayman. The Corporal repeated
with earnestness which could not be misun
t derstood,-"P1ositively you don't know me."
. " Well," said the highwayman, somewhat sur
prised at the manner of the Corporal, " who
the devil are you ?" "Why, i'm a printer."
"A printer did you say I Whiew 1--'mi ff
dry pickingq! P'Ltepaper.
r kit- HE who forgots the fountain from which
he drank, and the troes nder whoso shade ho
a gambld ithe days of his youth, Is betaatran
Per kethostrsetiuiessekasefabS~eseei
The Late Dr. Abner Landrum.
Ma. EDITOR: YOu will please publish tht
following notice of the late Dr. Landrnm
which is suggested by the aunouncemuent o
his death, at his residence in the sand hills
near Columbia, April 3, 1859:
He was born in Edgefield District, in the
vicinity of the village, and bears a name whick
in that enlightened community has been long
associated with honesty, industry and the
sterling virtues which distinguish the good
citizen. Dr. Landrum received his education
t the celebrated academy of -the Rev. Moses
Waddel in Abbeville. Having a good uu
derstanding and large industry, those of ny
readers who have heard the name of that re.
nowned teacher, will feel no surprise when I
say that he.returned to his home with a mind
well stored with elementary knowledge. He
determined to pursue the medical profession,
and with that view entered the office of one of
the most distinguishe.l physicians of Augusta,
Georgia. Other pursuits, however, became
more attractive to him, and in a short time
he abandoned the practice of medicine for the
more quiet vocation of the planter. Here he
displayed great energy and industry. He
believed that science could be brought to bear
in the culture of the ground, and to this end
he engaged largely in experiment. I will not
say that he reaped any pecuniary reward, for
1 know otherwie ; but I will say that he was
among the first to direct the attention of the
people of Edgefield to scientific arriculture;
rand that in his case, as in nany, others have
reaped the benefit. Dr. Landrum is the fath.
er of the pottery businas in Edgefield, having
established a manufaetory near the town of
Edgefield, at a place which, in the progress of
time, became a large and flout ishing village,
known as Potteraville. I trust that I will give
no offence to the citizens -of the ancient and
worthy town of Edgefi.d, if I add that little
village, which at first seemed but a speck in
the distant heavens, increased to such dimen
sions as to threaten to overshadow it, and
rob it of its brightness and glory. There was
a time when Pottersville boasted a population
of hundreds; when to the factory were added
hotels and stpres, of every description, the
shops of various artisans, a carriage manufac
tory, a school-house and a church. Bat this
is not all. The editor of the Edgefield Ad
vertiser, that most wo.thy and intelligent gen.
tleman, who is ever ready to battle for the
renown of his ancient city, will pardon me
for reminding his readers that there was a
period within the memory of man when her
.citizens looked to Potter.sille for food for the
body and light for the mind. Never shall I
forget that Pottersville was once a youug
incinnati; that she slaughtered hogs by the
thdusand; that she had houses filled with the
precious substance, which makes rich blood
and strong muscles, and that a vast, multitude,
pa by day, repaired to the spot, as if to a
hfy shrine, to make iti adorations.
But still more. Time was when the cheer.
g light of the Adrertiser had not burst upon
e world-when, to drop metaphor, no news
pape was published in the town of ilgofield.
he " Suth Caroluna Republican," the - Ciaro.
inian", no longer had existence in that com
uity. Was it noa period of darkness?
IPi.ottersville she looked, and from that vil.
age went forth the light of civilizaton. The
reader will pardon the train of thought in
which I have indulged. The only paper in
that portion of the State was published and
edited by Dr. Landrum, and I think he con
ducted it with great ability. In its latter days,
it bore the name of the "Edgefie d Iiee.
Let not the town of Edgefield forget its in
debtedness; let it hold Pottersville in eternal
remembrance. It lived freely upon the ioney
from its hive; anld no less a person than Gray
tells us:
"The bees collected treasures sweet,
- but sweeter yet
Tbe still amall voice of gratitude."
This was the period of the great nullifica
tion struggle. Dr. Landrum espoused the
cause of the Union party, and was largely in
the minority in the commniiy where he re
sided. But he attracted the attention of the
Union party of the State, and was invited to
.olumnbia by a committeo of that party, to
take charge of a newspaper. Accepting the
invitation, he removed to that place in 1831.
There he labored with great zeal, but on the
termination of the controversy, dissolved his
connection with the press. While conducting
his paper, he had the honor of beiug elected
State Printer, and he discharge~d his duty
with great fideliry. H~e retired to the sand
hills about 1837,'and fromt that period to his
death, was engaged in the occupation of a
planter and the manufacture of pottery-ware.
Dr. Landrm was known to the whole (com
tmunity of Columbia. It was his misfortune,
if it be a misfortune, to be poor, and enga;;ed
in an humble occupation. hut poverty s niot
a crime. Distinguished for his intelligence,
his industry and his integrity, no one was
more respected. He was a man of rare vir
tuecs. His personal morality was unexcep
tionable, and he has left to his family a le~gacy
far more valuable than gold or silver.-Caro
linian. - -
Pretty Fair.
Dr. Nichols, writing from Mobile to the
Boston Pilot, concludes as follows:
"~ If I could only bring all Northern and
Southern men together, and get them to knaow
each other, all their bItterness would be at an
end. If Greely, and Seward, and Phillips,
and Garrison, could but lIve here and knowa
these people, how different would be their Isan.
guage in regard to them. I speak, of course,
upon the supposition that they are all honert,
and not utterly fttnatical anid insane, I do
nlot shut tny eyes to the falts of the South
erners or the South. I have no mission to he
the optimist, or propagaizdist, or even the de
fender of the peculiar institution, in the ab.
stract or the concrete. But I do say that]I
would sooner trust this whole question to the
generous good hearts of the South, than to
the fanatical phariseeism of the North."
TaxY have a sharp set of fellows in Kansas
city. We heard a good story of a trick played
by one of the residents of that city a short
time ago. A lean,, lank, shallow-faced indi.
vidual, rode a mule into Kansas city, and
wanted te sell him. A genius standhag by,
offered to sell him for five dollars. The offer
was taken, and the mule disposed or. the auc
tioneer warranting a good title. Thu pturcha
ser scarcely got his mule home, when a Shaw
nee Indianceamo into thae city in .search of a
mule that had been stolen fromn him. The~
auctioneer was on hand again, and offered to
show the Shawnece where the manle was, if he
would plank down a V. The Indian paid,
and the auctioneer after pointing out the mule,
went to the new purchaser; and told him how
the case stood, at the same time offering to
run the mule across the river for ten dollars.
The bargain was struck, and the auctioneer
mounted the mule, and that is the last that
has been seen of the auctioneer or mule.
TuE SoUiRCE OF TUE NItL--ANOTHER Ex
PEDITION.-A letter from Marseilles states
that a fresh expedition haa heen organize-l
for discovering the source of the Nile. The
expedition is conduzcted by M. Miani, a Ve
netian, who has inhabited Cairo for the last
ten years. He is amember of the Geographi
al Society of Paris, and the author of a mar
of the Valley of the Nile. He has carefully
studied the various difficulties attending this
perilous enterprise. M. Miani is supplied
with a formidable material and his escort is tc
benumerous. He takes wah bim a quwtitj
er Vwmeh Warinkan.
Parody on Ben Bolt.
Oh, don't you remember the b'hoys, Jim Hohes,
The b'hoys with norei so reed?
Who drank with delight wherever they met,
And always went drunk to bed:
In the old grave-yard, in the edge of the town,
In corners obscure and alone,
They have gone to rest; for the gay young sprigs
Have dropp't off, one by one.
Oh, don't you remember the jag, Jim Holmes,
And the spring at the foot of the hill ?
Where oft we have lain, thro' the hot sum'r hour,
And drank to our utmost fill;
The spring is filled with mud, Jim Holmes,
And the wild hogs root all around,
And the good old jug, with ita whiskey so sweet,
Lies broken and spilled on the ground.
Oh, don't you remember the tavern, Jim Holmes,
And the bar-keeper kind and true,
And the little nook at the end of the bar,
Where we drank the wine that he drow:
The taverh is burned to the ground, Jim Holmes,
*The bottles are cracked and dry,
And of all the b'hoys who spreed it then,
There remains, Jim, but you and L
Presence of Mind and Cmmon Sense.
If a man faints away, says Hall's Journal
of Health, instead of yellitg out like a savage,
or running to him to lift him up, lay him at
full length on his back, on the floor, loosen
the clothing, push the crowd away, so as to
allow the air to reach him, and let him alone.
Dashing water over a person in a simple
fainting fit is a barbarity. The philosophy of
a fainting fit is that the heart fails to seud the
proper supply of blood to the brain ; if the
person is erect, that blood has to be thrown
up hill, but. it lying down it has to be projec
ted horizontally, which requires less power,
as is apparent.
If a person swallows poison deliberately or
by chance, instead of breaking out into multi
tudinous or incoherent exclamations, dispatch
some one for the doctor!; meanwhile run to
the kitchen, get half a glass of water in any
thing that is handy, put ii.to it a teaspoonful
of salt and as much ground mustard, stir it
In an instant, catch a firm hold of the person's
nose; the mouth will soon fly open-then
down with the mixture; and in a second or
two up will come the-poison. This will an
swer better in a large number of cases than
any other. If, by this time the physician has
not arrived, make the patient swallow the
white of an egg, followred by a eup of strong
coffee, because these nullify a larger number
poisons than any other accessible articles as
antidotes for any poison that may remain in
the stomach.
If a limb or other part of the body is severely
cut, and the blood comes -out by spurts or
jerks, be iu a hurry, or the man will be dead
in five minutes; there is no time to talk or
send for a physician-say nothing; out with
your handkerchief, throw it around the limb,
tie the two ends together, put a stick through
them, twist it around tighter and tighter, until
the blood ceases to flow. But to stop it does
no good. Why ? Because only a severed
artery throws blood out in jets, and the arteries
get1heir blood-fromi the teart ;- hunee, to
the flow the remedy must be applied between
the heart and the wounded spot-in other
words, above the would. If a vein had been
severed, the blood wound have flowed in a
regular stream, and, on the other hated, the
tie should be applied below the wond, or on
the other side of the wound from t e heart;
hecanse the blood in the veins IIow towards
the heart, and there is no need of so great a
hurry.
-4
The Point of a Speech Spoiled.
A good ttory is told by sonebody of the
manner in which a member of the Legislature
of one of the New England States was "sold"
by a wag lately. The Legislator it seem, was
in the habit when speaking upon any subject
in which be was deeply interested, of playing
with heis spectacles, which he womud twirl
around in heis fingers, then lay them down,
and finally place them on his nose, and remove
them fromi that position to the top of his fore
head. One day a very important question
came up in the Legislature, an~d the fidgety
gentlemean began a speech in oppositi on to
the proposed measure. A friend to thme pro
ject, who was somewhat of a wag, determnined
that he would speoil the effect of what the
honorable gentleman haed to saey. So bcefore
the speaker enetered the houese, atfter a recess,
he provided heimself with a dozen pair ot
-spectacles. The meember comennced his
speech with his usunl ability. But a few nmo
mnents elacpsed, before he was at work with his
spectacles, aned finally gut thn-em upon. his
forehead. At this juncture, our wag, who
stood ready, laid another pair on the desk he
fore the speaker. These were takenm, and
gradueally gainted a place on his roreheadi by
the aide of the others. A third, fourth, aned
filth were disposed of ine the same manneler.
A semile settled upon the counectnnee-s of the
hotnorabele members, which grauaclly lighted
tp ten a greet, amid at lasft, whetn the speaker
had warmed tup ineto one of his most patriotic
and elegant s&etences, he deposited a sixth
pair with the others, there was a loud and long
pecal of laeugheter from all peartt of the room.
President. clerk., moembere, all joined in the
chorua, The ipeker looked around In as
toieishmoet ajthis curious interrapetion; but
raislig hise hand, he grasped his speetuacles,
and the whn!a rerce torthei joke ruishedl upon
hiis mlid, lIe dashed the glatsms uipoln the
floor, took hsis hat anud hll the hatl1. The bill
was passed hr a large macijorty, p roblably ine
coneseqttnce f' the gentleemne's silly aend uise
How 'ra iecItaoe:Miii not birr ov 'rens Wne.L..
-A few years ago, Prof. - nf Bowdloin
College, was overseer of the building of the
High School house, in Brunswick, Me. In
the cellar of the same was a well, walled with
brick, whose aides were consequently smooth.
One day, being left alone in the building, he
went down to the cellar, and in haste, uncon
sciously attempted to walk over the well, and
as 'eneonsciously fell into it. Here was a
predicame~nt for any one possessing no more
immortality than a college professor; stand
ing in five feet of water-at the bottom of a
'well sixteen feet. deep--at the bottom of a
deep cellar-wit h no soul in hearing distance 1
A fter shouting himself,beoarse, he betheought
himself of a *piece of chalk-a renmnant of
the last recieationi-whuich he applied to the
walls to solve his situastion. The statement
of the question was-let x equal how I shall
get out; y equal depth of water ; z equal dis
tance to the water,-and by means of his
knowledgte of Algebra, he actually worked
himself out, wonderfully showing the power of
mathematics.
WONDRs OF THE HEAnT-You may go
into a ball room, writes the author of ' Hu
man Nature," where there are two hundred
woman. One hundred and nine'y-nine of
them you will p ass with as much indifference
as one hundred and ninety-nine pullets, but
the two htundredfth draws you irresistibly to
her. There are a hundred handsomer and
ninety-niene cleverer ones presenct, but she alone
has the magnet that attracts you. Now what
is the magnet ? Is it leer voice that strikes
on a thiousand and one chords of your nerv
ous system, and makes it vibrate as sound
does hollow glass? Or do her eyes affect
you so that yote have no time to reflect, and
no opportun'ity for your head to digest the
notions they have pit into it ? Or is it scel
. mamam r ht ndhIW$misen i t?
WAR UNAVOlDABLE.-The editors of the
New Orleans Commercial Advertiser have
been permitted to make the following extract
from a private letter, written by an American
gentleman now on the -continent "of Europe
to his friend in the city of New York, the
writer being in a position to observe correctly
the current of affairs:
" In spite-of the congress to be assembled,
there will be no peace. Neither France nor
Austria wants peace. The peace party of
Europe is confined to the Derby miistry in
England, to the anti-Austrian Regency party
in Berlin, and to the stock exchange. The
Derby ministry is now powerless.. Russia
will remain neutral until Austria is attadked
at home, and Russia aims at nothing but the
humiliation of Austria.
" War ii necessary even in a financial point
of view. It is the only means of avoiding
national bankruptcy, the only decent excuse
for not paying the interest on the public debt
in Austria, or making a new loan in France.
The war, however, may be confined to Au;ria
and France. In no case will the Emperor of
France provoke a coalition."
Juno JoHN A. CAMPBELL OX THE SLAVE
TRADE AND FILLIBUsTEsBsm.-Hon. John A.
Campbell, Judge of the United States Circuit
Court, says the New Orleans Bulletin, deliv
ered a charge to the Grand Jury at the open
ing of tAt Court for the Southern District otf
Alabiamna, at Mobile, on Tuesday last, t he 12th
nst, which is one of the ablest and most de
cded that we have ever read. - It is devoted
exclusively to.the Slave Trade and Fillihuster
isn. and re-asserts more pointedly and em
phatically than before all the general positiuns
which the same fearless, honest and indepen
dent Jurist assumed in refbrence to these sub
jects in his charge to the Grand Jury - at the
same place some months ago. His charge
occupies three columns in the Mobile Adver
tiser, and was delivered as the papers there
inform us, with an earnestness that elicited
profound attention. The Judge is thoroughly
in earnest, and intends that no far as it de
pends on him the law.shall be fully execnted
in letter and spir*t. That this course of Judge
Campbell will raise him in the estimation of
the great mass of respectable and intelligent
citizens of the country, South and North,
East, and West, irrespective of party. cannot
be for a moment doubted. He has shown
himself the incorruptible and the fearless
udge, who plainly lays dowt the laws and
alls upon his sworn co-associates to perform
their whole duty in executing them to their
ullest extent, He examines the 81ave Trade
and he finds it in fact, as well as in the opin'
iins of the great men of the country, past
and i resent, North and South, as well in the
words they have uttered in regard to it, as the
awa they have helped to frame to crush, it to
partake of the nature of piraey, and he so re
trards it. He quotes the language of many
distinguished Southern men, refers to the trea.
ties of all civilized nations for the purpose of
iuppressing it, and to the rigor of the laws of
the United Sates f6the same end, an'd declares
that "the public conscience has sanctioned
the rigor of the laws.,,
MAssAcrsETs LAwYEas.-It appears by
tbie an&ed-thavbeami ebeaz
Massachusetts are so loose in thseir' nandial
rrangements with plaintiffs, that the Legisla.
ture regarded it necessary to pass a law comn
pelling them to disgorge. funds received for
their clients instead of pocketing them.
" Among the laws passed by the Legislature
of Massachusetts, at its late sessicn, was one
relating to the "Collection of money frand
ulerntly withhe'd by Attorneys-at-law," which
declares that "if any attorney-at-law shall
unreasonably neglect to pay any money col.
lected by him for and in behalf of any client,
when demanded by the client, lie shall forfeit
and pay to such client five times the lawful
interest of the money fr.m the time of the
demand until it is paid." A clause i& added
to the Act for the punishment of frau
ulent debtors, by which if ani Attorney is
under arrest for nmoney collected by him of
the debtor in behalf ot' the creditor, that he
has unreasonably neglected to pay over, lie
shall not receive his discharge under the provi
sions of the act concerning imprisonent for
ebt, except by giving bonds for the paynent
f the due, with costs."
A Cuamsr-LIKE SusT:r.rr.-Rev. Dr.
Johns, an Episcopanl clergyman in Baltmore,
aavs of "excess'ive denanminationalism,"
SWherever this goes beyond hove for ,-ouls,
soiethinmg is wrong. Sn. feairful sin I of this
spirit, that I have been accustomedt for years,
in passing a house of other denowniniation
than my own, to lift my heart to God in
prayer for that minister anid his people."
Ur. Johns Was in the prime of his useful
ness, say between 40 amnd 50, when, on Good
Friday, he was cut uoff by the handt of death.
The nma may die, but so true a Christian
charit,-a truth so exaulted and so well ex
prese,-onghat to live forever~, bouth in our
apprciation and our practice.-New York
Express. -
A FABLv.-A young man once picked iipa
sovereign lyinif in the road. Ever afterward
as he walked aong, he kept his eye steadfastly
ixed on the ground,'in hopes of finding an
other. And in the course of a long life he
did pick up at different times a good amount
of gold and silver. But all these days as he
was looking for them he saw not that heaven
ws bright ab~ove him, antd namie bietutifli
around him, lie never once alsnwed ble cye
to look uip from the mudh nn filth in which he
sought the treasure iand wthen he died,. a rich
old man, he only knew this fair eartb of out-s
as a dirty road to pick tup money ats you walk
Totvso AssacuA.-We have redeived a
commendatory letter from one of the students
of Columbia Colb-~ge, S. C., oraering our papier
to his address, which he designates as " the
southern rights paper of Alabama." The
approbation of the college boys of the country
of our efforts for the canse of the South, we
value highly, for they will soon have in their
own handa the destinies of the country.-Mo
bile Mercury.
On Monda iast,saysaPitsbrgh paper
s. Strakoseh effected a definite engagement
with M'lle Piccolomnini for five weeks at $10'
00 per month. Five thtousand dollars of
the sum was p aid at the time the contract
wat concluded to binid the bargain. It is to
be the farwell engagenment for the petite prin
ess in this country.
" Ho:.n oX Dts, kfacuuie Mosn !"-The
Piqa Register has the following in a recent
issue, which we suppose to be perfectly relia
Quite a revival is' now in progress at the
African Church in this city. We .were pres
et a few evenings since, and witnessed, with
much gratification, their earnest devotion in
the good cause. All seemed to feel the need
of a more thorotugh reformation. Of the in
cidents consequent, we cannot fail to note
one. A brother was supplicating the throne
of grace elognently, wtent another brother
called out, in a stentorian voice:
" Who dat prayipg ober dar?"
The response was
" Dat's brudder Mose."
" Hold on dar, brudder Mose I" was the
dictum of the former, " you let brudder Ryan
pray ; he's better 'quainted wid de Lord dan
you am 1"
Brudder Mose dried up, and brudder Ryan
prayed. It would be well for persons " better
acquainted with the Lord," to'lead an. prayer
stam aer iw mmi uemiie.
Colo W1gehae
We have beena induced to copy tha follow.
ing paragraph fron the Gilmer Democrat ,
I from a convlt'ctn that it contain no small
measure of truth. That Col. W4gfall is a
gentleman of commanding talents, no one
will pretend to deny, but at this ertiis in bur
country, we do not consider purely intellectual
capacity the only esential requisite In s
ESouthern statesman. What the South now
needs most is men . ho have not only the
ability, but an independen-e and fiarlosness
that cannot be overawed or iatimidated in the
assertion of our rights, by charges of diant"
ionism, of ultruista, d-e.. witri which the adv.'
*cates of unlinited Rualuii,1ion ar endeavoring
t overwhelhn ev.-ry etlurt of selfdefenace on
our part, or of resist.-nee, to, the aggressions
on a he Siouth. A flow years uge .we had oar
Calhotia, and huncdre.Is of bold spirits who
dared to a-tand up and warn our pweoprle of ap
pruaching danger-but now Calhoun is gone,
an1d Butler, Quitman, Rusk, Henderson adt
.other champios of our r'ghts are no more,
while their places seem to he supplied with
men who think the advocacy of the Union,
under all circumstances, is the only means, or
at least the most effectual and safe means
left us to protect ourselves from aggressions.
The popular doctrine now seems to be that we
tutisit take such union as our enemies choose
t., give us, whether it is such -as our - fathers
hut us or such as will mnake the South erma
Im utly depenlentt onl the Nt.rth. The grat
crisis is at hand -that will udeturaine .who are
or are nut (tends t.f the .oul I. Thespoils
of party are now in the hanads of our eneties
-they have the ascendency-they have the
controlling majorities t , scure patronage and
power. We can now, therefore, look only to
thuse who can rehist such temiptatioins-who
are willing to incur opprobrious epithets and
forego a #bhue in the spoils of pRty victory,
without a hope of reward, 0or with no other
reward than a cousciousness of having labored
in defence of the cou.titutionaal rights of the
South. V. hether Cul. Wigfall. is uha a-man,
the future alone will prove.
"We can see from our exchageA that this
distinguished champion of democracy has been
renderitg .such aervice to his party as only
Wiglall can rend..r. in the easterna and middle
coutnies of our State, We have read extracts
from several of his speeches,.and they are
what we consider true dem-anracy, and the
exponents of our preisent attitude of the ada
miuistration, But Wigfall tIiever will be ap
preciated in Texas ihe is too bold i I e
advocacy of what he believes to be the
interest of his native South and the good of
the whole country; li .e Calhutny his worth
will only be appreciated alter death. It inS
not the gallant warrior that goes forward is
front of the battle, that is rewardod, but it is
those who, by some fortuitous evenat, perform
some deed of apparetat valor, that are rewar
ded. We hope to see the day when Col.
Wigfall will be in the afairs of' tiss nation to
Texas, what John C. Calhoun was to South
Carolina. There is no man in the State to be
preferred to him."-Galveston News..
Chess Literature--Light Wanted.
A new species of Literature has -arisen,
clalningno small space and miakinig ho small
)nd~per
us of our ignormance,. and- uts the refc.
tion that our ignorance may dt-priving us
of a very pure and solid etajoymwent. We
take up our Curier in the mnorning and fre
quient ly our eyes are arrested by twu columns,
noro fir le&,,, of strange nanes, uncouth
hieroglyphics, and curious dirctlots, as une
intelligible to us as the hiscriptions on an old
gylptin toila, or on a slab ju-t dry from
the ruins of Ninevah. Our Greek, we blush
to confess, is ru-ty, an our latiu sadly in
decay, but we could better mauage two col
uins of Greek or Latin over our co4ee, than
thee cheas colaumns. What shall we do?
Will sote ministering broth, r, tor somae good
deacon, who ha been aiiiated into thepe
vaterie enalighaten uts? Shall we advertise
foji- a chess teacher. anid addae~ os urselves. to
the work of naa-teri..g ti i subject ? We
have read bow R abert flail, at quite an ade
vanced period of his life, commirenced the
study of Spaish taint he~ might ua~joy Don
Quixote. ins the original. Thoug~h geting
towards that, stage in the jurney of lif.,
when one does not care to tell how mnany
aile stones are beimia, we still would 1e
willing to attack this Ci-eaa Sience, wader
the confident advice of judicious and pious
friendls. Will it pay ? Will it improve our
preching, or advance our spirittiaty- Isl
it desirable to openi a chess column in the
Southerna Baiptist
Now, seriously, we would like to know tL~e
honest estitmate of' this game, as arrived at
in the experience of sauame candid anda earnest
Christian man. Is it upon the whole a harm
les and useful recreation ? rTe insaportance
whicha this game is assumig will render nae
esary the diseusioan of this question. 'Wo.
are int profound ignorance and would judge
no nan and no thing in advance, and witfhout
adequate informiation. Our paersonaal exileri
eee in this department i., littnited to A n
Geese, and Checkers or i.,aug~la. Thbe for
nmer is stublimne for ef.il-'rena; the latter, ini
our judgment, if not sever. ly to be condemn
d, is not much to be cotnmended.-Suthera
Baptist.
A married oouple reshhntag oun Frienal-s'rocha
uear tha ann'al roimda thr~a n r ta~tw y.ats r
cnaunthlal fethtty, theiy wre he mosat mitsera
blei mortls alive, being taniblc to tgree lapoitt
any rjio point of domatnsi Iteandiny aid
di lumacy. Their datily Cenres waeru sure to
hi iilinate in an evening qtuarre'l, and they
sometimes astonished each other with blows
accompanied by the usual marks of thecr res:
pective distinaguished cotnsidlerationas. Fintding
ife disagreeable, anad being~ able to agree upoetI
no other point, they fially con~claided to try
the last grand experiment together by juamp.
ing into the -Scioto. Night before last was
the time set for the attempt. A raw and biig
air prevailed, bat their resolution was fixed
and they descended the banak together, each
trying to nerve the other' lby depreciattag his
and her couragd with bltter wordsa. They
reached the bankc of the Scioto.-hand in hand
they stood upon the bank of that abyss which
mortality is wont to regard-with horror. The
air was cold and so was the water-neither
was congenial, neither was the existence they
were about to leave. This thought was deet.
sive, and they planged into the water, whicht
was not deep, but very cold. The man could
swim, and his first imnpulse on rising to the
surfacee was to strike out for the shore,'but. Ieo
wated to see what his wife woul do. Ste'
came sputtering and bldwing to the surfke
and supposing in the da'riiess that her lor
was at the bottom called loudly fort help, a4
sank again. When she .n'ext appeared the
husband caught her, and they both reached.
the shore in safety, wet, cold, feezing. Crest.
fallen and ashamed of the- tholish act, they
went home together, negotiated a new treaty
of peace, and commenced anew, satisfied that
nothing can be worse than the bottom of the
river. There is now a fair prospect of the
couple going down the hill of life together
quietly and in peace.-Ohio 8tatesman.
Luccy.-Wednesday tnorn , a wealthy
gentleman, residingon. Buo soo trest,
whtle searching in his cslle for some mimuing~
article, in turning-up the loose earth,'liad the'
good fortune to find a ome' hundred ioll1
noe oh the Stateaikof Georgia,and
nearly. oty ears back. The brokers )# 1.
p -oeunid feetly~go.P~i
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