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r * * * . ^ - .. ! '.i?l? * A REFLEX OF POPULAR EVENTS. * Denote!* to progress. t!jc Righto of tlje Soutt), uuu tlje Diffusion of llseful UuomleiJgt among all Classes of tl'oriiiug if I en. * VOLUME IV. GREENVILLE. SOUTH CAROLINA. THURSDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 31. 1857. NUMBER 34. j <&lit #aittl)tnt CnttrjittflB i X> ISSUED SmJHY THURSDAY MORN Ufa, 1 BY PRICE & McJUNKIN. 1 WILLIAM P. JPRICE, i EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. ] C. M. M'JUNKIN, i PRINTER. TEBMS. ' Oss Dolla* and Fittt Ckicts in advance; Two ( Doliaw if delayed. CLUBS of FIVE and upward*. One Dollar, 1 the mvn?jr in ovory instance to accompany the 1 oMer. "" " ] ADVERTISEMENTS inserted conspicuously at the rates of 75 cents per square of 18 lines for i the first Insertion, ana 87} cents for each subsequent insertion. ] Contracts for yearly advertising made reason I able. _ _ 1 AOENTS. W. V. Walker, Jr., Columbia, S. C. .. v Dl.t n i_ xr n a kiu oiH/ii/ui.1, mij., rmi ivuur, 11. u A. M. Fbdxk, Fairview P. O., Greenville Dint < William . Bailky, Pleasant Grove, Greenville, j Cavt. R. Q. Andiuor, Enoree, Spartanburg. , itltrtrt l^nptnj. ; _ ? I [From Life Illustrated.] ] LaborLabor with a willing hand, Labor with a cheerful heart, 1 Thou wert made to live and toil, Whay refuse to do thy part! Labor while the morning sun Lends its cheerful beams to earlh? ' Labor tilt the silver moon Doth proclaim the evening's birth. I Labor with thy rugged hands, God hath made them for such use? Lal?or with thine active mind, Never mental toil refuse. Laltor ever while life lasts, Boon thy heart shall cease to beat? Labor till thy life shall close. For its fruits are sure and sweet. Labor?all should love to toil; All should be its willing friends, X>one snouia ever uate 10 worn, Lnbor God himself defends. Labor, then, from morn till night, Labor in thy chosen path? Seek thine own true sphere in life. Labor's bleating then thou hath. PROGRESS. JlltBtrllatttmts JUobing. A DEAD MAN'S STORY. Reader, have you ever been dead ? I hare been. I will tell you the story of death. Dr. Beniah W. Somes, of Essex county, New Jersey, was my pbysiciati. I shall not curse him now. Time has taught roe that it is better to bless than to curse. And I feel, bitter as my tnalision might be, that a more miserable condition were not possible to him than the consciousness of his murderous wantonness must bring upon himself, hardened as I fear his nature is.? But let that pass. I will tell you the story of my death. I died at the age of twenty-three. A stalwart man, who on my father's farm mowed my swath or hoed my row with the Km* in an nnfortnnate hour I became the victim of the practice of medicine which then prevailed, but which now, happily, is nearly disused. I had some sort of fever. No doubt I was ill enough. From my right arm one day the physician took ounces of blood?how many I know not; certain 1v, in liquid measure, a ga.lon of red fluid flowed. I did not mend that day ; at least, I suppose I did not, for on the next day he cut my left arm x and took thence a like measure?the crimson measure of a half a life. I was a dead man then. But a shudder or two always must come before theoonaeious soul lets go its hold upon the frame. With me, the shudders were in the shape of cold sweats. There were three of them.? Bv the clock?as some one at my bedside whispered?the chill and sweat lasted six a hours. Bix dim, dark centuries they were to me. The third?its commencement, its fierce ohill, its doad cold compared with whioh ioe ware a pleasing warmth?its dread slow march, I remember, but nothing more. Id the midst of it, I lost all sense of life and its pains. The great galea of the valley of death rolled on their ponderous and shut me in. I do not recollect the circumstances of the funeral and interment. In fact, I do not deem that I was buried. The weight I felt above me I knew was do mere ten feet of earth, in a fjuiet nook, with daisies springing from it. loo niouMsits were resting on ate. I realised their weight. Straight up to the light?if light existed?a.- under the centre or the centra! mountains I lay, it was many miles through a solid rock. I was not imbedded in the rock, like a oold toad, eaught in during the formative era of the geologists. It lay upon roc. I felt ail its weight. Sense bad gone, but consciousness # 4k teas with me. Forty millions of million!) of tons weight was upon me. Ob, how I suf located and smothered 1 But dead as t was, consciousness still clung to me. I bad died*? why could 1 not cease to be I Time had passed away ; there was no day, no night. But if mortal measure could indicate the period [ lay alone, and dark, and suffocate, beneath that weight, centuries might have flown above my head. Tbo silence was as dread as the suffocation was terrible. There was no sound.? All was still, still dark and hopeless. Had the mountain roared as it crushed, it would bave been an alleviation. But it did its work without sound, without remorse, like Fate, griin and silent. I have said thftra <tm r?r? mon?ttr? r\t limn to tell how long his measureless weight pressed roe down. There came a relief. A tense of hearing came to roe, or, the internal fires of earth had rolled nearer to me. 1 heard their voice, distant as yet, like the wind in the leaves of ten thousand forests ?like the surge of a thousand unseen Dceaott. I felt its beat. But it was far sway. A new sense of suffocatioo came upon inc. This suffocating forco now surrounded me, came within me, and pressed me out. This suffocation within was like tome vast expanding force, but it did not lift the weight of the mountain that was ?pon me. That still held its awful pressure. But I heard the Titans breathing as they Ted the fires. This state lasted?who shall tay how long! Then camo?was it true 1?could I believe it??a dim sense of sight. I saw, dimly and afar, the forms of those giants who fed the central fires of the planet.? Ihev moved silent and grim, watching their work; and when a rul of molten rock glided apart from the mass, they staid it with their ponderous feet, and scooped it hack to its place with vast hands. Then the mountain began to lift and swell. It seemed slowly 10 rise?the hundredth part of an inch. Then, part of the way back it sank. It might have been a year In rising the little space. But at limes I could feel that it was rising. Into the chinks that it made as it rose, pressed, hot and fierce, vapors of sulphur from the fires. These enveloped ine more closelv than even the mountain** we'ght. I prayed that the mountain would again shut down and press thein out. Its blank, dead suffocation, with all its eternal weight, was better. Hut the vapors thinned as the mountain slightly, almost imperceptibly, lifted. Great God I I felt the touch of a human finger? a live finger. It lay beneath my artu, in the arm pit. I felt it plainly?the artery throbbed against it. \\ as there life ! was it life f No, no, the touch died away. I bad no arteries?no human sensation. It was a dream of the sleep of death. I awoko from it?awoke to eternal death, the mountain's weight, and hot fiery vapors. Unyielding, they pressed me still within and without. Again?was it again a dread dream ??I had a sense of light, veiled and clouded light, as through a sleeper's unopened lids. The light, dim as it was, was steady and continued. I watched it long?long 1? Ages was the only measure, if measure beyond tb 3 grave tbere could be. But so dim it was that hope grew sick, and died, and rotted within me, and I fell back into the old desolate suffocation?the eternal, unvarying pressure of the mountain's weight More ages went by. Then all at once was light, and a voice, and a human hand. Light, sound, touch, flashed at once upon me. IIow they mingled and throbbed with the dead suffocation! It was too much. Now, on the eve of relief. I had rav former Draver answered. Sensation passed away. I was not. Annihilation had come. From annihilation?or from an utter blank of consciousness?I awoke, with pain, and fatigue and still the sense of weight unutterable, to find that there was indeed light and touch, and hearing. The touch?it was a live hand?a human hand, Ood, the merciful and kind ! it was my own father's hand ! it was his finger beneath my armpit. Now I felt it meet the artery ; I myself felt, in sympathy with him, the throb. I had corrfo back to life. Death was over. Though it was no dream, this awakening ?though I knew it to be real, yet for hours I held but a state of semi consciousness.? But I knew that death was over?I knew 1 lived. I recognised the various members of my family in my room. I heard my father's voice, subdued but joyful, proclaiming bis unwavering faith during all, that I was alive. Then the doctor came, lie entered the room where I lay. * The boy is alive, doctor P exclaimed my father, " Nonsense P was the heartless knave's reply*?this devil of a doctor. At times I feci I usual hate him, this doctor who bad college warrant on parchment to murder and bury beneath mountains. * He does live, doctor P persisted my father. " Fed beneath his arm P The doctor pat his hand?bis faithless, oold, skilles* ha ad, beneath my arm. The little Kfe there was in me recoiled from the contact, fled bach to its sources, nnd gave no response to his murderous touch. y< M There is no beat there," said he con- ffl temploualy. turning to my father. " It was p, all your fancy." tr My father put his hand beneath my arm g again. Trembling, faith shaken, wavering b ?his touch told all that, to he pressed the b: artery long and no throb reaponded. The u little riil of life was too faiot and weak to ? flow. T Long he held bis finger there, and d< through it I could feel his hope die away. e: He withdrew it at last, and he gazed on the Jr face of his dead son. Ho looked long. He w was a kind good father. I know where the grass grows above his grave. He gazed jr long, and turned away as one who bade farewell. w An hour passed. lie came back resolute, R] hope doubtless in his eye, as if some inspir- j; ed frenzy made him hope against hope, and n bear his faith into the presence of despair. ^ He touched again the artery beneath my j arm. lie felt the throb. It was fuller and faster, as hope seized and animated me and him together. The puise was clear?small, ? weak as it might be, it was still marked ? and clear. He felt it, and knew it was no ? fancy. y He brought wine, and put a teaspoon filled with it to my lips. The palate and noa- v trils felt the sensation. They slightly moved. j| The shadow of a color came in my face.? . He knew I lived. n My recovery was slow. For three days \\ my sustenance was half a teaspoonful of t wine passed to my lips every two hours.? a After that they gave me a wholo spoonful 0 at the samo intervals. I gained strength t< slowly. At length 1 was able to get up. b But I was crippled forever. From the tl hour, when life came back to me to this 0 hour I have not been able to lift my right it arm fiom my side. Below the elbow the f( limb is powerless. My left hand I cannot r, raise above tny head. I was bled in either n arm. e Sometimes, without thought, I make an t effort to raise one arm or the other beyond the line which the paralysis of either has fixed. Then, on a sudden, all grows dark b before me ; my head swims, and, for an in- s< stant, I fell the awful mountain's weight up- g on me. The spasm passes away, and I live t! again. b I commenced no action for damages t against the doctor. Aside from the fact e that he did not then possess means to res- c pond to the possible verdict, my friends, h with the piejuaices of the time, would have n dissuaded me from suing him at the law.? b Courts and " faculty," in thoso days believ- v ed in blood, and the latter took it when ii they would. fi Do not deem, reader, that the foregoing " is any talo of the imagination. It is a story 1 of the baldest fact. I live in New Jersey, 8 between PlainQeld and Westfield, in Union c (formerly Essex) county. My name I am 11 free to impart?it is John It. Miller. Thir- c ty-four years have passed, but the memory of T every hue, and circumstance of those droad ages of death is distinct and vivid still.? For often, even now,a thoughtless movement ^ of either crippled limb bring their terrors 4 bodily back, and once again?thank Ood.it j, is but for a moment?I lie suffocated, and t 1 tressed beneath the mountain's remorseless >reast, j Dacotah tbrritobr.?During its pres- ^ cnt session, Congress will be called on to es- ) tablish a Territorial Government over that ' part of the Territory of Minnesota not in 8 eluded within the limits of the State. The * region called Dacotah already has a popula- ' tion of at leAst four thousand enterprising f people, or whom fifteen hundred are settled ' in tne vicinity of the Red River, and the re- * mainder about the Big Sioux. The princi- e pal settlement is at the falls of the Big Sioux, " and consists of thirty housoa, a steam saw- r mill, and several stone buildings. At this ( point, such is the demand for building ma- 1 terials that the mill is kept running night 8 and day, and $20 per thousand is readily paid for sawing. A few miles below the falls, at the head of steamboat navigation, a } promising beginning has been made. Thriv- r ing settlements have already been establish- i ed at convenient places above the falls, and I utf several branches of the Big Sioux. The t soil is described as peculiarly adapted to ag- I riculture, and capable of sustaining a dense 3 population. < A Samson in 8hacklbs.?A prisoner in > Oreen county (Wisconsin) jail, by the name i of Sam Witbam, has been amusing himself I and aatonithir^ the jailor with his feats of t strength. Unaided by a single instrument, t he breke a set of the strongest patent band- i cuds, rent the shackles from his feet, tore off 1 several locks from the door of his cell, broke I a large iron door which served as an addi- ( tional fastening, and, passing out into the < hall of the jail, exercised himself in the satisfactory mysteries of a pigeon wing. A night or two since he concluded to give an- 1 other entertainment, which consisted in 1 breaking two of the heavy iron bars of the 1 grates of his cell door, but his performance < being unseasonably checked by the entrance t of his keeper, he retired from the scene in I evident confusion. I : Everything has been expanding of lale jars. Banks expanded like the frog in the ( ble, until they burst. Crinoline lias ex- t nnded beyond all precedent, to the dea- 1 uction of female symmetry and grace.? } hip-builders have caught the mania, and I uild vessels to which Noah'B ark would ardly make a life-boat. The Great Ens- f srn, or Leviathan, as she has been christen c 1, is the climax of the rage for big vessels, he faiiuro of the attempt to launch her oes not augur well for the success of the <3 iperiment. There is a medium iu bulk as j i other things, which cannot be exceeded itli any advantage. A vessel so huge as to be unwieMly and * ^capable of entering any ordinary harbor, 1 i a mere monstrosity, as a human being ould be who could not enter the door of ny habitation. On the ocean she will ho * able to run afoul of all other craft, and in arrow or confined waters she will be as angerous aa an elephant among young 1 ucks.?Brooklyn Eat/le. Important facts have been met with by I. Becquerel, in his electrical researches.? le finds thai electricity is largely produced y the mere contact of earth with water? ae fall of rain along the shores of rivers ad lakes, and still more so by the sea, the rater being positive, the land negative.? investigation of the phenomena led to remarkable results, especially when carried on ear a river. Alkaline streams take up poslive electricity ; acid streams, negative elec ricity ; and along the margin where land ,nd water meet, electric currents are develped at limes sufficiently strong to affect a elegraphic needle some miles distant. An [idication is here perceived of the cause of be different nature of clouds?the difference f the exhalations. As the water evaporates, , carries off the electricity ; hence a powerjl source of atmospheric electricity, and a eason why storms are most frequent in sum aer. The Monthyon prize has been awardd to M. Becquerel, for his investigations of his interesting subject. A Fearful Judgment.?The Ilollidaysurg Standard of a late date, says: For omo days past, there has beeu a singular lory afloat in this community. It appears bat one day last week, a man in the neighborhood of Mount Union, Huntingdon couny, while cleaning grain, suddenly discover- ' d that the weevils had desirnvcd tho <rro??. r part of it. This so exasperated him that ie blasphemed the Saviour in such a wilful, iialicious and wicked manner, as will not ear putting in priut. lie left the barn, and 1 rent to the house, where ho sealted himself ' a a chair, where he had remained but a 1 ew minutes before he turned to his wife, ' nd asked her what she said. She replied ' hat she had not spoken. " I thought," 1 aid he " that I heard somebody sav that I ' nust sit here till the judgment day." It is ' iow alleged that he. is still sitting in the hair, unable to rise or speak, with his eyes 1 oiling, and totally incapable of moving his xxly. Facts for thk Curious.?Thomas Jef- < arson and John Adams, both born on the ] 1th of July. 1826. John Adarus died on I lis 91st year, and was eight years older han Thomas Jefferson. Thomas Jefferson vas eight years older than James Madison ; 1 ames oiatuson was eight years older than !1 'ames Monroe; James Monroe was eight,1 ears older than John Quincy Adams. The 1' irst five of our Presidents?all Revolution- ' iry men?ended their term of service in the ' (6th year of their age. Washington, horn 1 ebruary 22, 1832 ; inaugurated 1789; j erm of service expired in the 66th year of 1 lis age. John Adams, born October 19, 1 1732; inaugurated 1797 ; term of service 1 ixpired in the 66th year of his age. Thorn- ' is Jeflerson, born April 21, 1743; inaugu- 1 ated 1801 ; term of service expired in the 1 16th year of his age. James Monroe, born ' Vpril 2, 1759; inaugurated 1817 ; term of 1 ervice expired in the 66th year of his age. A Millionairk Afraid of Coming to 1 CVant.?The great English millionaire, Mor- 1 ison, who died a few weeks since,^worth (20,000,000, waa, for the last three years, xxsseaeed with the idea that he should corner o want. The foreign correspondent of the ( Poet relates that Morrison, more than two I rears ago, commenced doing day lal>or up>n a farm held by one of his tenants, tor vhioh he received twolve shillings a week, nid this he continued up to the time of his lines*. For the last eighteen inouths he lad been a regular applicant for relief to lie parish, assembling twice a week with be town paupers at the door of the 44 Unon," and receiving with each one of them lis two shillings and a quarter loaf. His riends indulged him in these fancies on the (round that it was the best choice of two iviis. A Thooohttul Wira is a Prioelrss rREASUkB.?Such a one has Mr. Peets, por>rietor of the Phcenix Hotel, in Lansinburg, ff. Y., which was destroyed by fire the oth>r day. He has learned, to his surprise, hat his wife bad effected an insurance of ifteen hundred dollars on his property, with ler 44 pin money," unknown to him. Arrcn the close of the Revolution, King George ordered a day of thanksgiving hroughout the British dominions. His .'rime Minister did not understand the obect of the order, and thus questioned the Ciiig : "Your Majesty, is this giving of thanks or the recent loss of thirteen American Col>nies ?" * "bv no means," said the King. jL " Your Majesty, is it the less of two United thousand of your Highness, loyahflb eels T" W "Not at all," said the King. "Then, your Majesty, it must be fryplhe wo hundred million pouads sterling sunk u the war ?" " It is not that, either," said the King, 1 bllt to thank Onrl that th intra itru nn I vorse!" Thk editor of tho Sioux Eagle pronounces be following about the aboriginal belles : "Those who have read the ludian tales of hooper, Sim me, Bennett, <Src., and have nev>r seen an Indian squaw, doubtless imagine hat among the duskv tribes there are hnnlreds of tall, graceful maidens, with regular ealures and pretty forms. We have recently visited different tribes of Indians, end ecn many hundreds of their females, and as ret we have not found one which approaches 0 giace or beauty. As a general thing, bey are slovenly, and tit subjects for a soap factory. We venture the assertion that the Author of The Last of the Mohicans, or of Hiatratha, never saw an Indian girt. If ihero is such a thing as Min tie ha-ha, we hould be pleased to seo her; she would be 1 fortune for a showman." Children.?Christ, in blessing the little >nes of Judea, blessed all children; and neant that wo should reverence them as the iope of the world. How, when life grows iark before us?when its woes oppress, and its crime appals, we turn instinctively to little children, with their brave, sunny faces of faith and good cheer?their eyes of uncon j j *- i- * - * itiuua piupueuy, nnu urmK irom 11)0 lull fountain of their fresh vouug natures, course and comfort, and deep draughts of divine love and constancy. How a child's pure kiss drops the very honey of heaven into the heart soured by worldly misfortune !?how a child's sweet smile falls like ail on the waters of thoughts vexed by worldly carc, and smoothes them into peace! [ Grace Orernxoood. Electricity.?One of the most interesting facts which have recently been added to 3ur external knowledge of electricity is, that the flame of a blow bipe is from twenty to thirty limes more electric than an ordinary damo. The remarkable conclusion has been some to, that there is a voltaic current, and that of mean intensity, due to flarne, and not dependent on thermo electricity developed by heat. It is believed that, by attaching to a powerful pair of bellows a tube from which a row of jest proceeds, aud alternating pairs of planlinum in flames urged bv the jest, a flame battery might be produced which would produce chemical decomposition, and all the usual efl'ects of the voltiao pile. One of our exchanges contains the advertisement of a '* Retired Physician," who dedares that he is seventy-five years of age, and :hat he has lost his father, two brothers, laughter, son-in law, nephews, and nieces, by consumption, and was in a fair way to lose himself, when he suddenly bethought himself of going to Japan, as everybody knows that Japan is a favorite resort for Cbristain invalids, the inhabitants being so hospitable, una such capital nurses. While bo was there he discovered, of course, a certain cure For consumption, which lie offers to sell to nfflicted humanity, at the moderate sum of ten cents. Couldn't some physician, aged a hundred or thereabouts, retire to the moon and learn something about green cheese ? A Cask for Legislators.? If I go into a grocer's shop and steal two or three pieces of sugar, I am a thief, hut if the grocer sells me a pound of sugar, and there are one or two ounces short, he merely sells things by false weight. I am imprisoned ; the grocer is fined a few shillings and escapes. I am guilty of but one theft; the grocer, it may he. is guilty of a thousand, for he rohs eve ry person to whom he sells goods with those false weights. Now can you tell us by what stiange anomaly of the law the greater thief is allowed to get off so much more cheaply than the les?ert Why shouldn't there lie the same law for both t?Punch. t>o . - t. . tl ? j. nitvuv/Aiiiil li.i.uoinrtl M>, uiirns UUW tion, " What can a young lassie do wi' an old man !" has been answered in the case of Miss Elmira W. Wingtield.of Bedford county, Va., who suod William Stein for a breach of promise, and recovered $27,000. The lady ia about 24 years of age, and the gentleman 80. Certainly she made good use of a eery * old man." The fellow that perpetrated this ought U be punished : 44 Woman wanta but little on her bead, But lots below to make her spread." Miscellaneous Waifs. Wk should often be Ashamed of our beet actions, if ihe world knew the real motives which produced them. Thb happiest man in the world is (he one with just wealth enough to keep him in spirits, and just children enough to make him industrious. Earth is eaten as bread in several parts of the world. Near Moscow, a hill furnishes earth of this description, which will ferment when mixed with Hour. Mkk are not attracted by highly polished women so much as by truly natural and artless women?women sufficiently educated to write and apeak accurately, and sufficiently childish not to despise common things. A Beautiful Thought.?Some one has said of those who die young, that" they are like the lambs which the Alpino shepherds bear in their arms to higher green pastures, that the fiecks may follow. Homestead Law.?This bill, for the passage of which J. Wofford Tucker, Esq., of Spartanburg, labored so assiduously and placed upon the statute book, has been repealed At this session. A young man was once questioned as to why he did not marry a certain voong lady for whom he had a particular fancy. "Oh." said he, " the times are too hard, and I can't get money enough to support-'er." Quaint old Fuller says : " Let him who expects one class of society to prosper in the highest degree, while the other is in distress, try whether one aide of his face can smile while the other is pinched." Killed his Wife.?A man named Carter, in a lit of drunkenness, shot his own wife through the head, killing her instantly, near Greenville, Tenn., recently. Another instance in favor of tho whiskey trade 1 ; A small Locofoco editor says, that if occa' sion arise, we shall find him good at biting | and scratching. He is more accommodating i than most vermin, says Prentice ; they generally bite, and let you scratch for yourself. gt3T Col. Samuel Colt, of pistol fame, has reduced his rent from 16 to 20 per cent, and lias sent a barrel of flour to every tenant in his village, near Hartford, Conn.? 1 O 1- - - * 1 ' * * oucu acis are not calculated to injure bis standing in tbe other world, when it is for him to go there. Censure is willingly indulged, because 1* always implies somo superiority. Men please themselves with imagining that they have made a deeper search, or wider surrey than others, and detected faults which escape vulgar notice. " Pray, Mr. Professor, what is a periphasis ?" 44 Madam, it is simply a circumlocutory cycle of oratorical sensorisity, circumscribing an atom of ideality, lost in a verbal profundity." 44 Thank you, sir." A touno physician, descanting upon the loveliness of a female, perorated with, " Wouldn't she make a magnificent subject?how I would like to dissect her I" That's what you might call professional enthusiasm. It was Cobbett who said?and told the I A .1 iruin 100?inai woman ts never so amiable as when she is useful; as for beauty, though men may fall in love w ith girls at play, there is nothing to make them stand to their love like seeing them at work?engaged in the | useful offices of home and family. God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes; for as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so tears enable sorrow to vent itself patiently. Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair and madness ; and laughter is one of the very privileges of reason, being confined to the human species. Brioram Yocko.?This noted "Saint" is said to be one of the proprietors of the town of Florence, in Nebraska Territory, and has also certain special rights in the ferry privileges at that place, by which his followers are to be ferried across the Missouri at half the usual rates. The fact of his ownership has but recently been ascertained, and has caused no little excitement among the Nebraska " Gentiles." Very Good.?The Now Orleans Christian Advocate treats an illiterate writet for that paper with but little ceremony. Witness the following: [" After three pages of manusciipt.] P. S.?To the Editor : Please excuse mo for not correcting mistakes and writing the rules of punctuation, as I write iu a buTj. f. w. 8. . ? Note.?We make hasto to throw it under > the table, being also in a hurry.?Editor." | No class suffers more from intemperance i than the poor in the city and country. It i robs them of the little they have?of food, of fire, of health, and of respectability.? i Their limited means does not justify the thousand expensea of the bottle. The grogshop ia their worst enemy ; and their very interest?their instinct of self preservation? demands of them to use what power they may possess to suppress thq use of their moM neadly enemy.? Spirit of the Aye. jk\ We*