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V Personal Communications, when admissible; communications of limited or individual interest, or recommendations of Candidates for offices of honor, profit or trust, will be charged for at from 3 to 10 cents per line. \mt Jpoefrg. THE LITTLE BOY THAT DIED. I am all alone in my chamber now, And the midnight honr is near ; The faggot's crack, and the clock's full tick, Are the only sounds I hear. And over my soul in solitude, Sweet feelings of sadness glide, For my heart and my eyes are full when I think Of the little boy that died. I went one night to my father's housesWent home to the dear ones all? And softly I opened the garden gate, And softly the door of the hall. My mother came out to meet her son, She kissed me, and then sjie sighed ; And her head fell on my neck, and she wept For the little boy that died. I shall miss him when the flowers c&me. In the garden where he played; I shall miss him more by the fireside, When the flowers have all decayed. I shall see his toys and his empty chair, And the horse he used to ride ; And they will speak, with a silent spech, Of the little boy that died. We shall go home to "our Father's" house? To "our Father's" house in the skies, Where the hopes of our souls shall have no blight, Our love no broken ties. We shall roam oo tbe-baoka of tbe river of pence, And bathe in its blissfal tide; And one of the joys of our heaven shall be The little boy that died. . . Jit (Original For the Yorkville Enquirer. TRIAL AND TRIUMPH. BY THE AUTHOR OF "GRACE TEMPLETON," "THE WIFE," AND OTHER TALES. CHAPTER III. It was a brilliant evening at Saratoga ! Seldom had such an array of beauty and wealth met together even in its crowded saloons. Merry feet were beating joyous time to the music of the dance ; happy hearts were throbbing high with pleasure, and gayety and joy ruled the hour. R-sting upon the arm of a distinguished Senator stood Clara Manvers. No art was required to set off that lithe and graceful form. Her dress might have served as a robe for the Madonna, so pure, so chaste its perfect arrangement. The heavy folds of her raven hair worn wound in classic braids around a beau tiful head. A pendant spray of ruby fuschias drooped on either side. A rich color, deepened by excitement, rested on her cheek and gave an added lustre to the dark eyes. She was intently watching the movements of the most graceful of the dancers, when a manly voice, musically low, addressed her. "Can it be that the glowing promise of Clara Seaborne's childhood is fulfilled in such a glorious womanhood as this ? The laughing Hebe has become the perfect Aphrodite." Slowly, calmly, moved the beautiful head; not a muscle trembled, till, her gaze resting full upon the speaker, the freezing "Sir!" left the shadow of a scorn upon the beautiful lip. "Forgive me, if I have offended; but Clara Seaborne's name has been so familiar in Zieart-memory that I gave utterance to what the eyes alone should speak. Clara, you have not forgotten me, or if the outward man is changed, tell me you remember flu's," and he pointed to an antique ring upon his finger. A flush of crimson spread over cheek, brow?even the neck was flooded with the rosy hue; for an instant her lip was tightly compressed, then the burning blush died away leaving the face a shade paler than was wont, and calmly she spoke, "I remember Mr. Leslie well, and a night of childish folly of which that ring is the record. Will you give it to me, as a forfeit for the bold speech which you have just made ?" Her hand was partly extended. He hurriedly clasped and as instantly released it saying? "'No, Clara, this little memento has been with me too long to be willingly relinquished. Tt can be purchased, and you alone can be the purchaser, but it will be the pledge ~c .. j ui a. aeurer gut. The uiu?ic and the low tone in which he spoke prevented others hearing the foregoing conversation ; she turned and spoke a wore to the gentleman upon whose arin she leaned "Ah Leslie ! how are you ? Clara is s( very fond of her matronly dignity that sh( insists upon my introducing her to you a! Mrs. Edward Man vers. Be careful you d< not ignore her position as one of the mat rons of our land, for I assure you she is a jealous of her dignity as a new ambassado at court. But the dancers are now separa ting; one moment if you please to give i promised partner to a forlorn belle. Can I leave you in the charge of Mr. Leslie ?" "Married, Clara, married! to be again thrown by a fate that has heretofore been cruel into your presence, only to know we are forever separated !" It was indeed splendid acting, nothing could exceed the pathos, the tenderness of his voice, the surprise of his manner. Clara's face was flushed to crimson, but endeavoring to speak calmly she said : "Y.es, Mr. Leslie, I am proud to say I am married, and to one who no less captivated my girlish fancy as the epitome of all things pure and noble in man, but one to whom my maturer judgment pays a deference it is proud to yield. Edward Manvers is what, alas ! few of your sex can lay claim to: in deed and in truth an honest man!" , "Married !" said he, wilfully returning to the subject, "then why are you here, and he not by your side ? Methinks I could not brook separation from my lovely prize, unless age would teach me patience; one might be too old to appreciate the value," he contini _i : v: i vU :?u __ uuu, aiiruggiiJg His suuuiucrs witu uu un ui innocence that the barbed words might wound, and yet with a tone of sneering inquiry. "Unfortunately for you, sir, age has not yet learnt me that lovely grace, and if you will be kind enough to call Mr. Randolph , who I see is now released I will excuse your , farther attendance." Her voice trembled in passion, and her flashing eye taught him he had gone too far. "Mrs. Manvers, forgive me ! \ How could I so far forget myself, forget your position ! ] Believe me, I will not so offend again." She inclined her head haughtily. "Am I indeed forgiven ? I thank your generous kindness; and let my disappointment, my surprise plead"?he continued, in | the most contrite manner? "Plead nothing" said she impatiently, "sufficient that I consent to forget it." Ho looked at her curiously, inoredulously; a woman, and not to receive a flattering ' homage ! Perhaps she feared other eyes; he must be more wily. The boldness that took ' other hearts by storm had failed him here : I he must play a more cunning part, and the difficulty but lent the task fascination. She promised to be a study, and her beauty clothed it with a charm that excited him to 1 double ardor. His whole eogdgpt was now : altered, he did not seek her i society, but i when circumstances threw th'Cm together, : the .deference ofLhk maojaar,. his gentle-de- j meanor could not but impress her favorably. I His conversational powers were very remark- i able, and travel in foreign lands gave to his < manner an easy grace, that was very pre- i possessing. In short, nature had lavished ' every charm on the casket, and jealous art i had robbed it of its jewel. It was not until he saw her suspicion completely disarmed that he again sought her side. Then all the L* 3 1 1 treasures 01 nis versatile mma were iaia opeD. Werejscience the theme of discourse, he would invest the dryest subjects with a novel charm and by application and incident enchain the attention. In deep and abstruse i reasoning he would at once discover the thread of thought, and with a chain of light follow it through all its labyrinths to the *i bright ocean of truth into which it flowed. Was it the world of art, his fastidious taste, 1 and unerring judgment would counsel, con- ' demn, or encourage, opening a world of ' thought and beauty, and fascinating while it ' instructed. Familiar with the literature of ' the day, his happy criticisms, his ready wit, ; his prompt menjory at all times furnished i him with subjects grave or gay as the humor i of the moment demanded. It was impossi- i ble not to be captivated by such brilliancy, ' such wit, such research; and Clara, young, gay and unsuspicious, found a pleasure in i his society that few inspired her with. Not 1 a tone, not a look betrayed him ; but a grace- ' ful deference, a studied politeness flattered i while it soothed. i * * * * i "IIarry, what spell is keeping you here so 1 long?" said Dudley, one eveniug to his friend. "You seem to have no special object, unless 1 it is in paying a distant court to Mrs. Man- 1 vers. By the way, how do you like her ?? ' She seemed shy enough of you at first, but 1 latterly you seem to have succeeded in thawing the ice." "Dudley, that woman fascinates and puzzles me. Perhaps the study makes the fascination, but she would make a glorious conquest; such passion, such modesty, such fervor, such dignity, such depth, such simplicity, I have never met?one half, glowingly, meltingly Italian ; the other, firmly, purely Saxon. Such a happy commingling is indeed fascinating." "Ah !" replied Dudley, sarcastically, "and has she yet paid you the tribute you exact from beauty, or have you wisely quitted the field, and claimed from friendship what you cannot gain from love?" "T have heen thwarted fnr a time Ttndlev. - ? ??~ J 1 never yet defeated. Do not think I will forego the richest prize yet offered." "What do you mean, Leslie ? Would you ignore such words as honor, as virtue ? "Have you no reverence for such sacred things as Home, as Wife, as domestic happiness?" said Dudley, gravely.-* "Bah, Dudley! don't fly off at a tangent; the Loves and Penates of each household, be 1 they what they may, great Jove ever guard 1 T only ask the Promethean fire to warm the 1 statue; I would see it Hush and tremble un1 dei my hand, and own, in silence though it he, my creative power." s "Give your folly a name, Leslie, or dare ; you do it ?" [ "I'd do and dare a good deal, Dudley, for . my own pleasure; I am not ashamed to con> fess myself a disciple of Epicurus?not of the ? earlier sort either who found their pleasure 3 in a so called virtue?but wherever my fancy > leads me there I follow my Jself-constituted . divinity." s "I do not profess to be a pattern of moral r excellence myself, Leslie, but the man who would wantonly and deliberately invade the a domestic circle, casting no other shadow j than doubt, suspicion, or discontent, is worse than the incendiary who fires at midnight the dwelling that protects a helples3 household : the one destroys bat the body, the other kindles in the soul a fire of torture that never dies in life or death." "Look you, Dudley, I am not disposed to be patient under censorship, I'll do and dare more than I'll bear and suffer. My blood be upon my own head?your lecture has cleared your skirts. Be satisfied, pleasure is the god of my idolatry and I follow it to the death." CHAPTER IV. "Ah, Manvers! well met, the very man I wished to.fl.ee, I have a billet-doux for you somewhere if I can ever find it," and the speaker 'searched in his different pockets for 1 the missing epistle. "Ha! how is this ? I must have left it in my other coat. Well, ask me to dine with you, and I will bring it round with me." "Happy to have you, Randolph" replied Manvers, smiling at his eccentric friend, "but still more happy to have my letter, and if you do not object we will walk together to the hotel and obtain it." "Ha, ha! one.. would suppose the honey moon not yet over, did not your separation contradict it. What in the name of all cre-ation, Manvers, made you send your young wife away from you ?" "Simply because" replied Manvers, linking his arm in that of his friend, "I was not so selfish as to .deprive her of what my business deprived me?pleasure." "Humph !" said Randolph sarcastically, "one might have supposed her pleasure would have been at your side." "You would not have my grey hairs sober her youth to the gravity of forty," replied -Manvers, coloring. ' ' . "What did you marry her for?" said Randolph, abruptly. "Certainly not to bury her," replied Manvers, coloring still more deeply. "You deal in negations," said Randolph, curtly. "Look you, Manvers, your are a good lawyer, an able exponent of justice, and the world calls you an upright, honest man? here is a knotty point For your investigation, help me to unravel it. A man, old enough ' to know better, marries a wife, young, gay, and lovely; he brings her to his home and only keeps her long enough to teaeh her a new grace by adding the charm of matronly truthful, judging our sex by but the one standard, and that standard the noble one of her husband. She is launched at once into the vortex of society, alone?for a wife is alone, when away from her husband?and such a vortex ! the whirlpool of Saratoga.? Here she meets not only those whose boast it is to trifle with the unsuspecting; (from these her innate modesty, and matronly decorum preserves her) but with others, who under the specious guise of friendship and truth, would undermine every principle of rectitude and duty?those who expatiate on the sacred affections of the domestic circle, while thevinsidiouslv weave a temnter's web around the trusting heart and crush out every holy ' affection of its nature; those who covertly 1 laugh at the purity in woman , and think the sex exalted but to fall. And she is 1 thrown with those of her own sex, too, who ^ have forgotten how to'blush, and never consider themselves dressed unless they are in a state of half nudity. Think you, a nature 1 joyous, frank, affectiouate, can pass such in ordeal unscathed? Think you, she leaves 1 the gaiety, flatteries, the fascinations of such J i life, as pure as when she entered; or is willing to return to her husband and her ! home, and rest in his love and in its peace ! as she did before ? Will not her fancy, led 1 captive by the gay frivolities of the season, long for its fashion and excitement? Will ' not her heart, accustomed to the idle flatteries and idle attentions of the hour, crave the 1 sickly food ? And who is to blame ? Bid the husband wbp vowed to pherish, shield her; or did he with a morbid sentiment counsel her departure, and call it generosity; or withastill falser philanthropy send her from the security of his home, while he lands his : own self-abnegation? Wise man of the law, all this is legal, and I grant you law is justice; but alas! all justice is not law.? You place her in a furnace and you know that fiery waves of temptation will assail her; bxxtyour hand does notkindle the torch, and i if she falls her folly has consumed her. You j wash your hands in innocency; but is there ^ no smell of fire on vour own crarments?" "You would read me a lesson, or give me < a warning?which, Randolph ?" said Manvers, with a pale face and compressed lips. "A word to the wise is sufficient" replied Randolph; "but here we are at the hotel, let me get the precious epistle." <Dine with me at four. I keep bachelor hours" said Manvers, as he left with his unopened letter. His face was very pale and very grave, as he closed his office door and sat down to read his letter; but as he read the expression softened, and at length a satisfied smile rested upon his face. While closing the letter he said "My Clara, truthful and pure!" "Do you think of visiting Saratoga this season ?" said Randolph, a few hours later. "Scarcely. I cannot leave my work." "When do you expect Mrs. Manvers ?" "Not before the season is over." "Ah !" replied Randolph, and there was a slight elcvatiou of the eyebrows and a look of astonishment which annoyed Manvers, spite of himself. "The truth is, Randolph, 1 am not afraid of trusting my Clara anywhere, and, spite of your terrific invective, feel perfectly secure of her standing the ordeal." '''Possibly !" said Randolph, sententiously. Then leading the conversation to legal matters they discussed other subjects. In the midst of an animated argument upon a contested legal point, Randolph abruptly said, "Do you know Leslie, Harry Leslie ?" "No," replied Manvers, "is he a lawyer of any note ?" "Not that I know of; he is a fashionable robber, a character I consider much more dangerous than a lawyer." "I don't understand," replied Manvers, "what new eccentricity is this?" "Oh !" replied Randolph, "a lawyer will only rob the pocket, and do it with a {mustbe-so' air, that makes your will bow to what your inclination is rebelling against; but the other, who also practices murder as a profession and is called in polite circles by the refined name of dady-kilfer' will rob a man's household not.gffly of peace and comfort, but, what is far dearer, of love and honor; and do it with the one hand, while he grasps in friendship with the other." "I have never heard of him," said Manvers coldly, almost hurt at the remark of his friend. . "Doubtless not; his work does not lead him to cope with men under the broad canopy of heaven?it must be carried on in silken shoon, or velvet couch, in lady's parlor; twilight must be softened to evening and whispered words, more deadly than the thrust of the assassin's stilletto, are his weapons." "Well," said Manvers almost haughtily, yet with an uneasy air, "how does all this :oncern me r "Not at all," replied Randolph, shrugging bis shoulders, "unless it serve as an illustration for the study or association of ideas;" md off he branched again, discussing with i philosopher's interest the study and its influence upon memory, and presenting it in its different phases of natural, incidental, md ficticious. In the midst of a dissertation upon exercising voluntary power over a succession of thoughts, he brusquely said : "Manvers, you say you are forty or thereibout? You'd pass for thirty. What age is Clara ?" "Seventeen or eighteen, or thereabouts," replied Manvers smiling. "But by what bappy process of retiocination did you reach the last idea?" he continued, laughing. "I should have taken her for twenty at east; she carries her years with a dignity that is as graceful as it is engaging," he replied without noticing the remark. "Leslie would not believe her married, though I suspect the wish was father to the thought, ind insisted upon Clara-ing her with his boneyed flatteries, till she asserted her position in a manner that even he, could not misunderstand." Manvers' oheek burned, ancj iavahiatarilg,., lis Feacf grew erect, hut"ste*dying his vofW be replied? "Clara's perfect truthfulness and fearilessaess is an armor that would preserve her From any injury." "Yes, and her ignorance of evil, from a sense of any ohame," replied Randolph,^ gravely. His companion's eyes flashed, and be glanced quickly at Randolph, but he was luietly peeling his apple, as if there were no latent meaning in the words, and the next instant continued in a metaphysical strain. "Another practical example of the voluntary power to direct the course, as well as the succession of thought"?then plunging at once into abstractions they were soon engrossjd in argument. ? "Do you keep an aviary ?" said Randolph, is he drew on his gloves preparatory to departure. "No, why do you ask ?" replied Manvcrs. "For the sake of information of course," said Randolph, drily. "Well, and how do you mean to apply it, aow you have succeeded in obtaining ?" said Manvers, laughing. "I wished to prosecute the inquiry, and isk if you confined them in a room with a jat, and trusted to their innocence to shun its claws ?" "Diogenes in his tub was not more cynical, Randolph." "Nor Aristides himself-more just," replied Randolph. ? [to be continued.] Original JJapm. For the Yorkvllle Enquirer. TOM HOBSON.?No. III. A new discovery. The last view our readers had of Tom Hobson, he was seen Blinding with mouth widely distended and eyes intensely fixed, as though he was gazing upon the mixed multitude, a part of which had run almost out af breath, and others quite out of funds, while giving chase to the phantom offashion. And while with others, the adjusting of apparel, so as to attract and please the fitful whims of public taste was a matter of choice, yet with Tom it was a serious thing?a sober reality?a stern necessity. His physical deformity obliged him to summons to his aid the devices of art, before he could pass with credit, the ordeal of fashionable criticism.? The question was not whether he could keep a. . i_vi j 1 upauu wiiu luu uuuuutiumuic uuu ever cuuugiDg creature of fashion?of this he had long despaired; but the matter of debate was, might he not with impunity, make some innovation upon the skin-tight trowsers, girted down to the heel with raw-hide straps, which in dry weather were never satisfied unless they were drawing the feet upward, as if it was unsafe for them to dwell upon the earth! Between the raw-hide straps below, and the copperas-cloth suspenders above, thae was waged a continual warfare. The suspenders at the first were not so obstinate, but after they had been twisted into a round cord and knotted to suit the varying demands of the straps, they at last refused to yield another inch The straps would surrender in moist weather, but when the sun shone out, they would puil and draw downward most resolutely. In the midstot these restless disputants, Tom's outer self was chafed and tortured beyond endurance. To this chafing, however, ho could have submitted, if these contrary forces had not so clamped his locomotive as to prevent its motion being easy and gracefal, for being girted below with the straps and buckled up by: the suspenders, when he attempted to go straight forward, in lifting his feet, the upper and lower forces would tighten upon the trowsers?, the pressure would touch upon the knee, which not having sufficient room, would bend inward, the broad bottom of his unmannerly foot would fly outward, presenting a tol- . erable specimen of a windlass or crank, formed of the unsightly foot and bony shank; and when the motive power was up and the machine was propelled with rapidity, then there commenced a succession of gyrations carried on by the smiting of the knees and the outward turning of the soles of the feet, which f, i .1 i . i _ ruignt puzzle tne oDserver at a distance to find a Dame for such a looomotive. This style of trousers, with the upper and lower accompaniments, in connection with the short-waisted coats then in vogue, was to Tom, the chief of "abominations," for he was not satisfied but what they had something to do in cramping and putting out of shape his corporality, and this thought, that nature, might be cramped by the despotism of fashion, struck him with crushing force? a discharge from the electric battery could not have shocked him more; and the more be pondered on the subject, with greaterpower did the fact flash upon him, till at leDgth the conclusion had been reached that the world was sloped and humbugged long.enougb, and he was enraptured at the idea that he had got so far in advance of the age and the world, as to make such a discovery, and henceforthl he was to be the ohampion to commeqce a crusade against such intolerant usurpations. His motto was, that "nature was crushed and cramped, and should be liberated." He would revive knight-errantry j thus he would win immortal honors, by resisting to the hilt of the sword, the most cruel tyrant that ever swayed a sceptre. Hear him as he thunders his anathemas and lets loose his pent-up ire againgt the implacable foe of humanity! "Oh! thou merciless despot,-what - evil hast thou perpetrated in this world of liberty ? How much of human happiness hast thou destroyed ? - What ruin and desolation marks thy track! What countless thousands groan and weep under thy iron rule ! Who gave thee authority to enact laws so oppressive and burdensome ? Such an unwarrantable invasion of individual right should be hurled back in proud defiance by every lov?err uT TlTrtjrryr To ariBB'T to aftse-t r*ye saw: of freedom. Burst the galling chain of such despotism! Down with the pnsilanimous poltroon who said, 'better be out of the world than out of fashion.' " While these burning thoughts were tearing his breast and almost overpowering his senses, he was charging around a clump of bushes, beating the innocent air with his short bony fist, gnashing his teeth, stamping his enemy in the dust, and going through' all the gesticulations and excitements of a desperate combat. When the monster of his wild, imaginings had been demolished, he then retires a few paces from the scene of the conflict and with a "Jackdaw strut," and an air of self-complacency peculiar to ViimooTf pytiH.q ncpr fho vnnrmioVmd firm A ~?> V ? J " abort pause in bis exultations and a slight glance at his shadow, revealed the appalling truth that his victory was too late. Already had his unfortunate carcass been cramped and smothered by knotted suspenders, hidebound trowsers and raw-bide straps. This opened a fresh vein of phrensy and enkindled his hottest wrath, and caused him to repeat his vows of eternal hatred, and determine upon a war of extermination upon the enemy. He of all others had a right to speak?his visible self was a living confirmation of the truths he taught. The key which opened to this wonderful discovery was this: He by chance saw a case constructed of a wood used by Chinese for compressing their feet. He saw with pain the great disparity in the stature of men, and as he was personally interested, his speculative mind was employed to fin4 a reason for this difference. Often had he resolved the the question in his own mind, but could not solve the mystery; but now it was clear as noon, the inventions of men had fettered na ture?the works of man had hampered man's natural growth. The Chinese, for fear of violating the usage of centuries, fasten their feet in stocks to keep them small. The civilized world, with more inconsistency and less uniformity than the heathen, invent a thousand nameless, shapeless modes of dress and call them all by the title of "fashion," and then require uncomplaining submission and implicit obedience to its ever changing decrees ; and what is worse, some of those modes and styles, instead of aiming to raise man erect and give him a high and lofty bearing, they tend to clamp, degrade, and shorten the would-be expansive nature of man. Then he looked at the knotted suspenders, the skin-chafing trowsers and rawhide straus. and wondered no more whv he was not a man. It is trne, he thought his head being the ruling power, might have kept rising, though the lower part was bound. Then he remembered that if the head had oontinued to ascend, leaving the shoulders stationary, that his neck would have been about two feet long, making him a ghost instead of a dwarf, so he tried to content himself with his lot, not knowing, however, that "it is the mind that makes the man." Our readers have, doubtless, concluded before now, that our hero is an original character. Ilia image, somewhat highly drawn, ha" been presented?the different stages of mind through which he has passed has been noted?the effect of new ideas marked ) in a word, you have observed his reveries, heard his lamentations, listened to his soliloquies, seen his raptures, been present at his combats, followed him in his speculations, and beheld him entering with sword in hand, a new arena of strife, wbere all the power he can command will be called into requisition. His position now is this: that the world has been imposed upon by the tyranny of fashion?that some have lost shape?others funds?while a third class have barely escaped with life. Before we note further progress, we must give a few facts respecting his identity. He is a bachelor of more than 25 summers. He lives by himself?his house is situated in a wilderness of tall pines with boards for a covering and the earth for a floor. A pine box, a tin pan, oven, and a tray toknead his bread, "Divo," his dog, and "Silky" his mare and a few other artiole8,.oonetitutehis goods and chattels. His stock of mental furniture was even mote scant than his material, though by nature well endowed, but as eccentric in mind as deformed in body. With this brief sketch we leave him to make his toilet, after his own notion, in number four. ^ JUVANUM. Correspondence of the Yorkville Enquirer. LETTER FROM"THE PEE DEE. The Weather?Cotton Fields?Grave Yards ?Ignorance vs. Intelligence?Family necessaries?Marion and his Men?Hanyman's Oak, etc., etc. The weather, good old theme! Hackneyed 'tis true, but serving ever as the medium of of introductory discourse, must help us out with a sentence or two. Did you ever know it so cold on the 8th of June ? The writer took the air at Little River in Horry JDis-. trict, just near the rolling surf of the stormy Atlantic. To this he attributed the sudden change, but intelligence from other quarters shows 'twas general. S Alas! the cotton fields. Well-to-do-plan ters shake their heads gravely, and feel a sensation pocket-wards. "Cotton is king," I fear sometimes 'tis morej and for us, idols need not be fashioned in human form. To suit the proclivity of this age, cotton bales were better. Strange that men should so worship the good, and so entirely forget the giver. Man needs often to be convinced that his Gods can't help always, and blight and mildew are among the teachers Heaven send3 to instruct him. A rapid movement of some sixty miles, across the Little Pee Dee, by Galivatft's ferry, through a section of the "Independent State of Horry," brought the w/iter to Little River. On the way I passed through Conwayboro', a town of not much commercial importance. Three miles from the village, crossed the Waccamaw River, at Hemmingway's ferry. Paused a while to look at a grave yard, in which many of "the rude fereftrctiere of itoeTianiTet iSTeTp."" ""Here regts unmarked by monumental marble, the dust of one somewhat famous in his generation; the Rev. John Game well, long ago a member of the South Carolina Conference. Manv of these worthies, self-sacrificing and laborious, who have ^helped to form the religious character of whole communities die, and in some lonely grave-yard moulder, no marble telling of their worthy deeds. Ought this to be? The religious conditions of this country is not as elevated, as other more favored sections of our State. There is a dearth of school-houses and post-offices; and as a matter of course, a greatlack of intelligence.? Ignorance is once said to have been the mother of devotion. So it might be under the iron rule of the church of Rome; but Protestantism needs and must have schools and the press, as the necessary adjuncts of the pulpit, to advance civilization and to christianize the nations. Where intelligence is lacking, the temporal as well as the spiritual interests of a community must suffer. Men of intelligence and enterprise are valuable, and in proportion as they advance their own interests, they also help their neighbors. For instance, a well cultivated farm, making generous returns for the outlay of capital and labor, stimulates the industry of others, and one such will produce another and another School-houses, churches, post-offices, are established, and the whole country is improved. I never look upon a man of enterprise and energy, but I thank God for his existence, and pray for the increase of such a thousand fold. Sluggish drones, knawing their finger ends, enviously, may croak concerning this "fast age," content that the world should last out their time as it is, but every true man wishes for its advancement and hopes to leave it better than he found it. I regret to say, but little of this improve; ment exists in Horry. But little corn and less cotton is grown?the lumber and turpentine business obtaining mostly, carried on by men of enterprise from abroad. When this fails, as fail it must, what shall replace it ? Good lands exist in portions of the District but enterprise is needed to develope their fertility. Alas ! for the barren sand-hill population, prolific in children, but nothing else; living in ill-constructed cabins, ploughing ill-fed oxen, and reaping the scantiest harvest.? Not unfrequently, the traveller meets an ungainly specimen of humanity, in a rickety cart, and the poorest of horses?Hail him : "Whither bound, my friend ?" Going to market," he replies. "What have you to sell ?" "0 nothing, only going for family necessaries, whiskey and tobacco!" Such a field would seem to hold out slight inducement for religious culture; yet, year after vear is the gospel preached, though there be small hope of earthly recompense. Homeward bound! the ferry re-crossed.? Ouee more we enter the District named in honor of the renowned Marion. This, as you are aware, is classic ground, famous in revolutionary story. Not unfrequcntly is pointed out to the traveler, embankments and redoubts, where Liberty entrenched herself to live or die. Not far from the 3pot I write is the Bowling Green, one of Marion's stations for his troops during the war. Marion's Camp, opposite Snow's Island, is still clearly traceable, and Snow's Island itself will well repay a visit, as the last and safest retreat of the heroic partisans. Though a man of peace, I love in my lonely rides through the grand old woods, to conjure up some daring adventure, in whioh those he roes'were engaged. Black Mingo,' Lower Bridge, Georgetown?all phidertjf interest in the war?I pass and repass in the course of my itinerancy. Once, late at night, I found myself under the "Hangman's Oak." Passing accidently my contemplated place of sojourn, I was com* pelled to drive on in the darkness. llhis weird old tree stretches one of its branches directly across the road leadingfroutGeeagetown to Hoarding's ferry, and a long Jewel reach of road makes it a conspicuous object to the traveler, eome miles in advance. Upon this oak seventy tones were hung during the revolutionary war, and tradition states that they were of the party that Bhot down Marion's nephew.. Did your correspondent ?J." W. K." know of this, in his recent tripTto Georgetown ? I doubt it. for certainlv he would have made it the subject of a paragraph in the columns of the Enquires. To which wishing all success, I subscribe myself) Tours, Ac., X T. Z. ? LiuL-?? CoTTeipondenco of (be Yorkvffle Enquirer. FROM NORTH CAROLINA. Mr. Editor :?You bave doubtless discovered that human beings are very restless creatures, and consequently never satisfied with their piesent condition long at a time. The inhabitant of the city si^sfor the pure air and verdant fields of the Country. The owner of the shady grove often imagines that life in the city is the perfection of human felicity. To gratify the mother of those little re- . gponxibilities that so often interrupt us' in our meditations, we mounted our car? took "all aboard" and away we went at a rapid rate?bound for the pure air and shady grove. "Jeff" is not an iron-horse, needs no steam to force him?has got a natural go-ahead principle. All you have to do is to hold on and "guide right." If he oould reason, I would accuse him of making sport of "Old Rip's" stock, by throwing dust in their eyes. True South Carolina pluok and bottom?just like everything else that hails from the old Palmetto State ! A few hours drive left Charlotte, with her rattling machinery, in the dim distance.? We landed safely at friend G's, near Beattie's Ford, on the Catawba. A cordial welcome, smiling faces and a good supper, were all thankfully received, as tokens of a pleasant sojourn for a few days. Nature soon_ warned us ur liur iraiuy ftfltl a tew minutes wefe spent as all good people should spend them before closing their eyes to sleep. Old Somnvs so beguiled us with his charms, that we soon forgot whether we were identified with this world or with an foeal one. Morning dawned, and we got up from our slumbers, and found ourselves still inhabitants of the terrestrial, much invigorated, and contented with our present relations. "Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep," had 4?Pe a good work for us, and we felt inclined, Sancho Panza-Iikc, to thank "the man that invented sleep." > Breakfast over, away we went, guns in hand with "mongrel pup, and whelp and \ hound, and cur of low degree" for the woods, * to take a hunt. Now and then we saw one ?i- ? i-- .i- : U1 tuuoc initio auiLUttia tuav UJBKC LUCir pcriodical depredations upon the outside rows of ' corn, streaking it through the woods with the whole pack of dogs at his heels, yelling as if they had roused a lion from his lair : myself and G. always in the rear, being animals of inferior scent and speed. After dinner we left the yelping curs behind, as unprofitable iu the hunt. We were not long in the woods before G. saw game on the?heel, and away he went?heel for heel, and I after him. He treed the game and I brought it down. He bagged, and away we went. Night with her sable train soon otosed the pleasures and toils of the day, and we by a very short mental process found that five squirrels and one partridge were all that we could show; enough, however, to make a dish of respectable size to those fond of such game. From the field of action to the field of observation we now turn, hoping to give a few facts of general interest. A great quantity of Wheat has been cut during the last week. One said to us, "mine is good enough." Nearly all we have seen looks well. A large crop will no doubt be gathered?the conflicting reports notwithstanding, to the contrary. Corn on upland looks tolerably well. The clods and worms have made it difficult to get a good stand on the bottoms. Last Saturday and Sunday, 4th, and 5th, were chilly days. Your correspondent really suffered. Fire and winter clothing were very acceptable. A friend remarked "if the nights were longer I think there would be frost." This will injure the cotton plant, and farmers had better be careful in thinningIn conclusion, let me tell you an amusing incident. I was traveling a strange road the other day?overtook a black-boy and asked him if I was in the right road to a certain place. He said "Yes sir." Where does that road down yonder go to ? He studied a moment, and said "To poor folks sir:' ?vvno are tney r "Mr. B. and Mr. S., sir." Not liking that direction, I went on my way rejoicing. CHARLOTTE. CORN Beer.?Beer made by fhe following recipe wo can recommend h- being 'good.' having tried it to oar 'entire satisfaction.' It is cheap as well as palatable. Try it: Take a double-handful of corn, boil it till done, ti-en put it into a vessel holding about three gallons, which fill with Warm water; sweeten w'fh molasses, and let stand for a day or two. It may be flavored with ginger, sassafras or any othe- flavor, by making a strong tea and adding it. After the first, cold water may be used, sweeting as before. One boiling of corn will last for a month or two. Mr. Jones writes to a friend, and closes by saying: "I am glad to be able to say that my wife is recovering Blowly."