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! ?! t l~ili OA.IMC ijH^-PST J~C^ ^Jo VOL. 10. CAMDEN. SOUTH CAROLINA, MAY 2, 1849. - NUMBER 18. ; .i - ... . ???ami ?mmrnmwmmtmmm?m THE CAMDEN JOURNAL. PUflLISREl> WKEKLV, BY T. W. PEGU ES. * From the I-ouisville Journal. THE GOLDEN RINGLET. Here ia a little golden tress, Of onft unliraidcd hair. The all that's left, of loveliness That once was thought so fair; And yet, though time hath dinim'd its sheen, Though all beside hath fled, 1 hold it here, a link betweeu My spirit and the dead. Yes, from this shining ringlet still A mournful memory springs, That melts my heart, and scuds a thrill * Through all its trembling strings, 1 think of her, Iho loved, the wept, Upon whose forehead fair, tor eighteen years, like sunshine, slept This golden curl of hair. iOlt, sunny tress, the joyous brow, Where thou didst lightly ware With all thy staler tresses, now Lies cold within ?be grave,? That check is of its hlouin bereft; That eye no more is gay 'Of all her beauties thou art Irft A solitary ray. Four years hare passed, this very inoon Since lost wc fondly met Foar years arid ycl it seems too soon To let the heart forget? Too soon to let that lovely fnco From oar sad thoughts depart, And to another give tho placo She held within the heart IIcr memory still within my mind Retains its sweetest power ; It is the perfume left behind. To whisper of the flower. Each blossom, that in moments gone Bound up this sunny curl. Recalls the fo.in, the look, the tone, Of that enchanting girl. Ilcr step was like an Aerial rain O'er beds of violent flung; " ' ? ?.;/?? tlio mehide to a strain. Before tho song is suns:; Her life, 'Iwas like a h .If blown flower, Closed ere the t-hadne of even, Her death the dawn, the blushing hour Yh.t opens the gates of Heaven. A single tress ! how slight a thing To sw?y such magic art, And bid each soft remembrance spring Like blusmatsin tho heart t leads me b;*k to dtys of old? To her I loved so long, 'Whose locks outshone pellucid gold, Whose Sips o'erflowed with song. Since then, I've heard a thousand lays TYom lips as sweet as hers ; I , Yet when I strove to give them pruise, I only gave them tears-; 1 could not beJr, uroid tho throng Where jest and laughter rung; To hear another sing the song That trembled un her tongue. A single shining Tress of kuir To bid such memories start But tears are on its lastrc?there I lay it on my heart. Oh! when in Death's cold arms I sink, -Who then, with gentle care. Will keep for me a dark btewn link? A ringlet of my hair ? AatiJ*. ' THE MUSCADINE STORY. . - L?.? The Unwnuen cntipier in aw viugi?//?y u Captain Suggs:* Written for the **Spirit of the Tijnes" by the author of "Simon Suggs," "Daddy Biggie Scrape at Cocherell'i Bend," etc. it was in the account which we once gave the public, we believe of the scrape which 'Daiidy Biggs' got into at Cockerell's Bend, that wc alluded to a certain oflVr, known as the 'Muscadine Story;' the which, in the i>pioi.>n of our hero, was not a matter to be related in print, while'wiinmin' remained so mnnsltts jellus a thing.' The story was therefore suppressed, and our readers left to worry their brains with impotent surmises conjectures, and speculations. Time, the great modifier, often softens * 1-~"' rnliiln hp ffirril(?a t PS lilt' imrsnvM anibt.1, and disfigures ihc most beautiful. Alike are his operations in the physical and moral world. Mrs. Suggs acknowledges a change in her view of tliines, produced by 4 lapse of years. The Captain's former (vagaries?his little peccadilloes?his occasional gallantries?she now considers as the genial errors of a somewhat extended juvc jiility. In faet, the good old lady feels some little pride now, at the recital of any incident to show the irresistibility of her liege lord, considered with reference to the softer ^ex. 'Bygones are bygones with her?if JL^ptain Suggs was good lookin' and sassy, jt was not her fault.' The reader will observe that she speaks in the prist tense; Suggs fuit, alas! as far as female conquest is concerned?he stands now simply a tottering, whitened, leaky-eyed, garrulous old man. Mrs. Suggs, therefore, is no longer annoyed by allusions to his prowess in other days, and the tale of the Muscadine may, with | ropriety, be tnade public. It was a bland September morning, in a vnar that need not be specified, that the Cap 7 ~ 'T- # t . tain, standing in view of the West door of the ( /ourl House at Dadeville, perceived the Sheriff emerging therelrom, a bundle of papers in hand, and looking as if he desired io execute some sort of a capias. The captain instantly bethought him, that there was an indictment pending against himself for gaming, and began to collect his energies for an emergency. The Sheriff hailed hun at the same rpomcnt, and requested him to 'hold on,' 'Stop, Ellis?right 1/uir in your tracks, as the bullet said to the buck,' Suggs responded, them dockvments look venermous!' 'No use said the officer?'sooner or later you must lie taken; dog-face Billy Towns is here, and he'll go your security 'Keep oft". I tell you, Ellis; 1 ain't safe today?the old woman's cofFec was cold this n.ornin' and it fietted mei If you've got any thing agin me, keep it 'till Court?I'll be lhar?' wave all formalities,"you know1" 'I) d if 1 wave any thing,' replied the Sheriff, advancing:'I'll put you whar I can find you when wanted.' Suggs drew an old revolving pistol whereupon the Sheriff paused. The blood,' shouted the Captain, 'of the High Sheriff of Tallapoosy County he upon his own head. If he crowds qfeJto me, I f-'- ? I'll /li ?/ikrt 4'ml /] glVU IUT Milium I l| unvil(iii;& .vw..... pistol seven several and distinct times, as nigh into the curl of his forehead, as the natur* of the case will admit.' For a moment the Sheriff was intimidated; but recollecting that Capt. Suggs had a religious dread ofcanying loudal fire-arms about his person, although he often spoiled them uncharged for effect, ho briskly resumed his stride, and the Captain, hurling the 'revolicr'at his head, at once fell into a 'killing pace' towaids the rack where stood Ids pony, 'Button.' The Sheriff's horse by chance, was tied at the same rack, but a wag of a fellow catching Suggs' idea, unhitched the pony, hrcw the bridle over its neck, and held it ready to be mounted; so that tire Captain was in his saddle, and his nag at half speed, ere the Sheriff'put his foot in the stirrup. Here they go! clattering down the street 'like an arnu d troop!' Now the blanketcoat of the invincible captain disappears ' M ' 1 I'lfTK S!l,ur. r<'Un i JLiiKe uaveupuri s curm-i; j.u?. iff'is hard after him! *G<; it, Ellis!' *Go it Suggs!' 'NVhoop! whoop! hurrah!' Again ihe skirts of the blanket-coat become visible on the rise by McClcndwri's, whisking about the pony's rump!' 'Lay whip, Sheritt; your bay's lazy!' the old bay gains on Button, however. But now they turn down the long hill towards Johnson's Mill creek. Right sturdy the pony bears his muster on, but the bay is overhauling him fast! They near the creek! lie has.him!-no!?the hoisu iuiis against the pony- falls himself-projects his rider into the thicket on the nght-and knocks the rider and pony into the stream! it happened that by the concussion or some other cause, the girth of Captain Suggs' saddle was broken; so that neither himself nor his saddle was precisely on Button's baek when ihev reached the water, it was no lime to stop for trifles, however; so leaving the saddle in the creek, the Captain bestrode the panting animal, and made the best of.lis way onward. He knew that the Sheriff'would still follow, and he ihc:rcl??re turned from the road at right angles, skirted the creek swamp I or a mile, ami then tuok a direction by which he would reach the r ad a??ain, four or five miles from the scene of his recent submersion. The dripping captain and his recking steed cut a dolorous figure,as they traversed ili/> woods. li was rather late m the sea son to make the hydropathic treatment they had so lately undergone agreeable and the departure oi the Captain from Dudevillc had been too unex, eeted and hurried to allow the slightest opportunity lor tilling his quart tickler. 'Wonder,' said he to himself, 'if 1 won't lake a lit alore 1 get any more?or else have a whole carrvvan of blue-nose monkeys and forty-tail snakes after me-and so get a sight of the mcnajjerie 'thout payin' the lust red cent! Cil up. you d?n Injun!' With the last words, Simon vigorously drove his heels against Button's sides, and in a half hour had regained the road. Scarcely had Captain Suggs trotted an hundred yards, when the sound of lv>r-e's feet behind him caused him to look back. It was the Sheriff. 'Hello! Sheriff! stop!' said Suggs. The Sheriff drew up his horse: 'I've got a proposition to make to you; you can go home with me, and their I can give bond/ 'Very well,' said the Sheriff. 'But hands off till we git tiiar, and you ride fifty steps aheud of me, for fear ol acdents-tliat's the proposition.' 'Agreed!' ' oak) Gttififj (flftor'a fi nnnrl i_ 'il Ul SU 1(191, SUIU II'UI -J u. UVMUI linn.' What's thai?' Have you got any licjuor along?' The Sheriff pulled out a black bottle by way of reply. 'Now,' said Caplain Suggs, 'do you put (he bottle on that slump tliar, and ride out from the road filiv yards, and when 1 get it, take your pcrsition in front.' These manoeuvres were performed with much accuracy, and the parties being ready, and the Captain one drink ahead. 'For -run! march!' said Suggs. In this order, the Sheriff and the Captain wended their way, until they arrived at the crossing of Eagle Creek, a stream having a miry swamp on each side. As his ponv was drinking, an idea popped into the Captain's head which was immediately acted upon, ile suddenly turned his pony's head down stream, and m half a mfuutc was out of sight. 'Come, Button,' said he, 'let's hunt wild cats a spell!' The Sheriff, almost as soon as lie missed our hero, heard him splashing down the creek. He'plunged into the swamp, with the intention of heading him, but the mud was so soft that after floundering about a lit lo M,hih'. lie pave it ud. and returned to the ?.w -"7 D , road, cursing as much for the loss of his black bottle, as of the Captain. 'Hello, Ellis!' shouted Suggs. 'Hello, yourself!' Don't you try that swamp no more; it'll mire butterflies, in spots!' No Danger!' was the response. And don't you try to follow me, on that tall horse, down the run of this creek; if you do, you'll have both eyes hangin' on bamboo briers in goin' a hundred yards ?fiesides t moccasin time ainl ovef yet, and t liar's lots i of'em about these old logs!' I 'Take core of yourself, you d d old ' thief .''said the irritated officer. * 'Once again, Ellis, old fellow!'said Suggs, coaxingly. f 'What do you want?' f 'Nothm,' only I'm much obliged to you < fortius black bottle? here's luck!? you cam * charge the price in the next bill of costs you' I git agin ine!' * The discomfit ted Sheriff* could stand this I iecrinff from the Contain no longer, so he J C I ? put spurs to his horse and left. 'Now, Lord,' murmured Suggs, 'letlest thou thy servant depart in peace, f??r I'll jist , bed d if tliar's any chance to ketch up | with me now ! Cuss the hole?and yon tier's a blasted liorsur log ! Well, the wick- s ed flee when no man pursueth ; wonder what they'd do if they had that black rascal Martin Ellis, after'cm, on that infernal longlegged bay ? Durn the luck ! 1 liar's)hat new ? saddle thai I borrowed from the Mississipjw feller? Winch he'll never come back lor- | 'hat's lost in tlie mill creek !?jist as good as ten dollars out of my pocket. Well, its no c use 'putiu' with providence?hit will purviile! ( 'The Grand Jurors of the State of Alalia- j ina,' lie continued, soliloquizing in the ver- r binge of an indictment; 'elected, sworn, ard v charged-d d rascals all, with Jim Bui. ger at their head!-in enquire for the bod\ of Tallapoosa county?</urn their hearts! j .'l'? .nil ?A1>V y iftf.-l linttfl lllPir (ijlliS ou.-. ..K _ ,, present?the h?I ihey do!?that Simon f Suggs-7ie//i / that's me, but they might'ot pu he 'Captain' to it though! late of said* r G'oumy-d (I if I icariit one of the first ^ settlers, which I was here, afore they hud the , sign of a Court llnusc ! Well, it's no use thirikin' about llv: lyin, ] tiling; 1'il have to go to Iladen-ke.dt, at t Court, to git tne oui'n the sack. Now, he's f a qtiar one, ain't he T Never got him to do | a law job for me yet but what I had to pay him ; d n the feller. Any body would t think 'twas as hard to git money from mc as 'tis for a man to draw a headless tcnpcimy j nail out'n an oak post with his teeth-but that ( little black headed lawyer makes ten or t twenty, come every pop ! Wonder hew lur 'tis down to the Bend I ( This creek makes into the river about a mile below it, they say. Never mind, thar's a , few drinks of the ipsy.dnixy left, and the menajjeric won't open to-day. 1 judge if my old woman knowed what I wasgoiif, j and uho 1 was goin' to see, she'd make the year!h shake. But she don't know ; it's a j prinsipel that Providence has put into the bosom of a man?leastways all sensible men , ?to run on and talk a heap afore their ; wives, to make 'em believe th y're turnin wrong side out before 'em, and yet never tell | I'em Hie fust d d word of truth. It's a s vni<i> iiiiiwr in rimvidence. too. Wonder if 1 I'll ketch that rascal Jim Sparks jewlarkm' round Betsy, down at o!d Bob's ! PJ.URIMA DESUNT. On the morning alter the occurrence of the adventures we have related, Captain : Suggs sat in a long trim Indian built canoc, I which was moored to the North hank o| the Tallapoosa river. Near him was Miss Betsy Cotkerell. She sal lacing the Captain, on ; a board laid across the gunwale of the boat. | M iss Betsy was a bouncing gir, plump,! firm and saucy, with a mischievous roiling eye, and a sharp word forever at her tongue'send. She seemed lobe coquetting with the paddle she had in her hand, and occasionally would strike it in the water, so as to besprinkle Captain Suggs, much to his annoyance Oh, Captain, you do persuade mc to promise you so hard. And Jim Sparks says you are married ; and if you ain't you riiout a' been, twenty ycais ago; you're old enough,' (splash!) D?n it, mind how you throw your water! Jim Sparks is a trifling dog?if 1 have got a wife Betsy, she is going fast.' 'Coin' wliur\ asked Betsy, striking the water again. 'Confound your paddle ! can't you keep it still ? Providence is goin' to take her home, Betsy?she's dwindled away to a sitaouer, ? with that cough anil one thing and another. 1 Site ain't long for this world,' he added ( mournfully; 'and if you, Betsy, will only 1 make up your mind ; the devd take the pad- ' die?you'll turn over the boat and throw me in the river I?make up your mind to step in ' to Iter shoes, it looks lue it would sort 'o re- ' coneile me to lose her'?and here a tear ' leaked out of each corner of the Captain's I eyes. ?' 40h Captain/said Betsy, half shutting one ^ eye, and looking quizzical, that's so many ' good lookm' young fellers about, I hate to * . * give Vm up. 1 like you Captain, but thar's I Bill Edwards, and Jet Wallis, and Jim s Sparks, and*? c 'Good lookin'!' and 'Jet Wallis' and 'Jim ' Sparks! Why Jet's mouth is no better ' than a hole made in the fore part of his head with a claw-hammer-and as for Jim Sparks, t he's got the face of a tarrier dog. I 'l)o you count yourself, good-lookin' V 1 asked Betsy, with great naivete. ? 'Gall !' replied Suggs, with dignity, did you ever sec mc in mv uniform ! with my ; silver oppolots on my shoulders ! and the I sword tliat Governor Bagby give rnc, with ' the gold scabbord a haiigin'.! I Just at this moment a step was heard, and < before the Captain and Betsy had recover- ; ed Irotn the shock of" the intrusion, Sheriff < Ellis stepped into the boat, and asserted that | Suggs 'was his prisoner !' i Treed at last ! said the Captain ; 'hut it's no use frcttin*; the ways of Provinence are < mysterious. But wliardid you cross,Ellis? I 'Oh, 1 knew you'd be about the old lick | log, lishin'will) Betsy. I'll turn the kuuoo i loose, and Belts will take us across. 1 i crossed at Ilambrick's ferry, left my horse i t'other side, and come down on you, like a ; mink on a 6ettin hen. Come ! come ! its i time wc were off to Dadeville.' i 'Providence is agin me,' sighed the Cap ain , 'I'm pulled tip with a short jerk, in tlx niddle of my kurreer. Well but'?he con inued, musing 'spose a feller fries it on hi >wn hook-no harm in takm' all chanceslin'l in jail, yet V A few yards below the boat landing, then rrew out of the bank, an immense wate >ak, projecting over the river, at an angli >f about forty-five. A huge muscadim inc enwrapped the oak in every part, iti ranches and tendrils covering it like ne vork. The crapes were now ripe, ant iung over the rivet' in bacchannal profusion.'?? Purple and gushing.' Betsy allowed the canoe to drop dowi lowly, just outside of where the tips of tlx ower branches of the tree dallied with tlx ippling water. The fruit attracted tlx hciifTs eye and appetite, and reaching ou in arm laid hold of a branch, and began tc pluck and eat,' I>?11 the grapes!' said Suggs, angrily let us go on !' Keep cool,' said the Sheriff, 'I'll fill mi lockets first.' Be in a hurry, then, and if you uu/Zgalh x the d?d things reach up and pull dowi lieni lug hunches up thar'?pointing tosonx ine clusters higher than the Sheriff mult each, as lie stood up in the boat-'pull tlx inesdown to you I' 7'he Sheriff tried, but the vinos resistet lis utmost strength ; so crying 'steady I' Ix Milled himscif up clear off the boat, and be ..... a fiwifmrr n ri n incr I hi :<IIJ l?i II ? IV/ V11UWII0II u ... blingo, At this moment Captain Suggs made n< cmark orally, but his eye said to lictsy, a ilainlv as eye could talk, 'hit her a lick bacA ny gall!' Silently the paddle went into the water ietsy leaning back, with lips compressed ind in a second, the canoe shot ten foot on rom the tree, and the Sheriff was left dang ing among the vines ! Slop your blasted jokes ! roared the ofii :er. 'Keep cool, old Tap mv-sliouldcr !' thar' ist the smallest grain of a joke in this here hat you ever seed. It's the coldest sortu lirne-t.' 'What shall I do? IIow shall I get ou >f this! asked Ellis, piteously. Let all go, drop in the water, and switi >ut,' was the reply. I Can't swim a hrk ?how deep is it?' Suggs seemed to ruminate and then re diedFrom-say?fifteen?ves at least, fifiee o about twenty-five feet. Ugly place! Great God,' said poor Ellis,'you certain!; .Von't leave mo heie to drown, my vSlrcngtl s failing already.' 'If I don't' said the Captain, most cm ihnticnllv,'I wish I may be landed a thou land feet into h?II.' and saying a word t uoisy uury snoi rapiuiv across uic mti. Kissing his companion as he stepped oti >f ilie boat, Suggs sought Button who wa icd in .a thicket, near by, and mountin mrsiied his homeward way. 4Nevct despair,' he said to himself as h gged along, 'never despair ! Honesty, night watch out, a hand in your fingers an me in your lap, with a little grain of he from providence, will always fetch a ni hrough ? Ne\er despair! I've been huntc ind tracked and dogged like a cussed wol mt the Lord has purvailcd, and my won 'nemtj has luck a tree! Git up Button yo dasted, (lop cared injun ! HE WILL FORGIVE YOU FATHER He stood leaning upon a broken gate ii rout of his miserable dwelling. IIis tattei ;d hat was in his hands and the cool brecz iftcd the malted locks which covered h loble brow. His countenance was bLatc md disfigured, hut in his eye there was a inwanlon look?-a mingled expression of sac less and regret. Perhaps he was listeniu o the melancholy voice of his patient tvil is she soothed the sick babe on her bosom r perchance lie was gazing on the swei ace of his cldjst daughter, as at the ope window she plied her needle to obtain lb ter mother and the poor children a sustcr nice. Poor Mary ! for herself she care lot; young as she was, her spirit was crusl: ;d by poverty, mikitidncss and neglect. A lie inebriate thus stood, Ins eyes wanuere iver the miserable habitation before bin The windows were broken and the door tingelcss; scarce a vestige of comfort rc nained ; yet memory bore hiin back to tli lays of his youth, when it was the abode <j jeace and happiness. In infancy he sa\ tgain the old arm chair where sat his fathe ,villi his bible upon his knee, and seemed t icar again the sweet tones of his mother a ihe laid her hand npin her darling boy, niv iraycd that God would bless bun and pre serve him from evil. Long years had pass :<l awav, yet tears came into the eyes of th Iruiikard at the recollection of his mother' ove. "Poor mother,' he muttered,'it is well ill' lion art sleeping in the grave; it woul neak thy heart to know that thy son is vretchcd and degraded being?a iniserabl uitcast of society." He turned slowly away. Deep wit hi in adjoining forest was a doll where th >enms of the sun scarce ever penetrater; Fall trees grew on cither side, wlios tranches, meeting above, formed a canop >f leaves, where the birds built their nest ind poured forth happy songs. Thither Hi Iruukard bent his steps. It had been hi favorite haunt in the days of his childhooc ami as lie threw himself upon the soft gree nvard, the recollections of past scenes earn crowding over his mind. Ho covered hi face with his hands, and the prayer of th prodigal burst from his lips, 'Oh, God ! ri ceive a returning a wanderer.' Suddenly soft arin was thrown around his neck, an a sweet voice murmured?''He will forgiv you, fatrcr.' Starting to his feet the inebr ate saw standing before him his younges daughter, a child of six years old, 'Why are you here, Anne V he sait c ashamed that the innocent child should have - witnessed his grief. s 'I came to gather the lillies which grow I upon the banks,' she replied. 'See, ] have got my basket lull, and now I am going to fJ sell them.' r 'And what do you do with the money?' 3 asked the father, as he turned his eyes to 3 -the basket, where, among the broad green s leaves, the sweet hlics of the valley were t peeping forth, i The child hesitated ; she thought she had said too inuch ; perhaps her father would demand the money, and spend it in the way in which all his earnings went. 1 'Yon are afraid to tell me, Anne?,'said the lather kindly. 'Well I do not blame you ; I * have no right to my children's confidence.' j The gentleness of tone touched the heart t of the affectionate child. She threw her , arms around his neck, and exclaimed, 'Yes father, 1 will tell you. Mother buys niedi. citic for poor little Willie. We have no other way to got it. Mother and Mary 7 work ail the time they can get it to buy brcarf. ? A pang shot through the inebriate's heart. 1 'I have robbed them of the comforts of life,' ? he exe'aimed : 'from this moment the liquor j fire passes my lips no more.' , Anne stood gazing at him in astonishment. She could scarce comprehend her father's j words ; but she saw that some change hud ? taken place. She threw backdier golden . ringlets, raised her large blue eyes with an , earnest look to his face,' 'will you never drink any more rum !' she whispered timidi 'y? s 'Never! dear Anne,' replied her father erilpinnlt*. Joy danced in hor eyes. 'Then we will . all be so happy. Oh, lather, what a happy | home ours will be ? , Years passed away. The words of little .. Anne, the drunkard's daughter had proven true. The home.of the reformed man, her . taiher, was indeed a happy one; Plenty crowned his board, and health and joy s beamed from the face of his wife and chil. dren; Jwliere once squalid misery alone ,f could bo traced. The pledge had raised him from his degradation, and restored him ( once more to peace and hapiness. Pail Bucket and Barrel Factory in Augusta.?A new entrcprize similar to the Variety Works at Columbus, Ga., is aboiii to be established in our city. Our fellow citizen, Mi. John Glcndenning, in con. n junction with .Mr. Lochart, of Lincoln county, has taken steps to put up a building near ? the site of the 011 Planter's Hotel, where I! every variety of wood ware, such as barrels casks, kegs, pails, tubs and buckets, is to be manufactured on a large scale. The steam h engine to be used is already here, andtlie () building, a large three story brick building sw.I f,In a fi-vv months this man I U ufacl'trv will be under way, and probably s in full operation. (r In connection with the wooden ware fac c tory will be machinery for cutting and polishing marble; a branch of business in which Mr. Glendenning is already profitably en(*J gaged. We hope in time to see Georgia L Marble freely used in this Georgia Factory ' for various objects of use and ornament. Augusta Constitutionalist. d - "e Puompt.?Delay shortens life and abridges industry, just as promptitude enlar u ges both. You have a certain amount ol work before you, and in all likelihood some ^ unexpected engagements may be added a? ihe time wears on. You may begin thai n work immediately, or you may postpone ii r- to the evening, or till near the close ol life c Your sense of duly insists on its being clone is but procrastination says, "it will be plea3au d tcr by and by" What infatuation! to ciic n each day in a hurry, and life itself in a panic I- arirt wlmii the flurried eveninir has closed g and the fevered toil of mortality i? over, tt c leave your work undone! ; Clear of}'arrears <>f neglected duty; prcfci :l duty to diversion, and cultivate that cnerget. ti ic frame of mind which rejoices in oectipa r (ion. Then you will find the sweetness ol I- repose which follows finished work, and zest d of that re-action in which no delinquent i feeling mingles, and on which no neglected s dutv frowns. d ), B.vntKs.?The editor ol the Milwaukic Sen. s til I does not boast "ol the size of Wisconsin ' banies,'" hut says * they arc an uncommon c sure crop." f v THE BATH. j. HINTS FOR TIIK SKASON. There is a great deal of sound good sense in the following ingestions of some lelter writer I in the .Mobile Tribune; suggestions, too which are good (or any latitude. Those in our city who would avail them*elve? of tho Irenelits of n warm or cold bath can enjoy that luxury at the neat and comfortable s bathing establishment of .Mr. Wyley W, Barron's. t " To the young, we earnestly say?as yon (j are now throwing aside your winter clothing? ;i bathe. If you would avoid colds, the sure pro 0 cursors of all sickness, bathe; and if yon would enjoy your youth, bliihuess ol limb amJ cheer ol spirits, bathe and bathe frequently. 11 The ancients knew its efficacy, and practiced " - .1 : *.l? I ,|? I It inOrOII?fl]ly, .IS lilt! Ul 1IIC. ULru, !...' .... ' The theory of Menu llrumtnel has grown into u a proverb?'there is no perfume like that ol V fresh linen; no cosmetic like pure water, ami s plenty of it.' But what boy has not fell the i! invigoration of a swim, or what man fatigued, s of u fee ablution ? Bathe, then, if you would I, be healthy. i) But while bathing is so important to the o young, it is no less so to tho mature, Of all the s thousand ills that flesh is heir to, none can G exceed these three common corses?dyspepsia, , rheumatism and gout. Though when these a aro once seated, they are deemed immovable, ('j the most experienced physicians assure, us they can he prevented, as they are clearly traceable .C to tho stopping up of the pores of tho skin. '* Then if you would preserve your digestion ^ and enjoy the good things of life?hathe I II you would avoid rheumatism, and indulge in 1, that joyous exercise which brings health and every oiher comfort?bathe f And leal you be bed-ridden, and tortured everlastingly with goul, bathe, and bathe, freely. With the best of motives, we again affirm, if there be a cheap luxury in the world, it is ft hot, or cold shower bath. Gross Outrage.?At Rockingham, Rich* mond county, on Tuesday last, a rencountef took place between James Watson, of that county, and Angus McSween, who had been fo^ some time residing in this village, in which thd latter received four or five stabs inflictpd with the most murderous and savage-looking ins|rumcnt that we ever beheld. It was a sort of (ink, made out ot an old sworn-wane, ana ground to an edge on both side*. Exclusive of the handle it was about nine inches long. Watson, it was .said, had exhibited this foimidablc weapon to some of his neighbors beforehand. and infotmed thpm tuat he had made U for the purpose of killing McSween?with whom he had previously had a difficulty. The transaction occurred in the Court yard, in the * presence of a crowd of bystanders, who permitted Watson to walk quietly off, after the kn fe had been taken from him ! For a while McSwcen's life was despaired of; but on el."' aminntion by several physicians who were fori tunatply on the ground, it was ascertained that his wounds were not mortal Ori? of t!w> ihrii'ts would have proved inevitably fatal to him had the weapon not been stopped by his rib. Another was stopped by his shoulder j blade. McSween is a young man of good * ? - t? '. J Ii.ai. 1 t euucauon nno nve. manain^: u is 10 nc nopeu that he will speedily recover. He was doing 5 well on Thursday morning. We have not a heard from him since. Watson -had made his escape.?Wadesboro'(N. C.) \rgus. t THE PRESS OF SOUTH CAROLINA*** The growth and vigor of the newspaper press in this country Jbr some years past la * truly astonishing. Every mail brings us ^additional evidences of the success and" enterprise of the newspaper establishments of the Sooth# We are rejoiced to see this state of thing* m'* our own State particularly; and the many welt conducted papers now established in th^ uppe* Districts most be of immense advantage to the people. There is no branch of industry;? agricultural, commercial, or mechanical?bet must bo invariably benefitted under the influence of these presses. Light and knowledge ?: education, morals and viitue, most ever be tbafc concomitants of a well sustained press amongst r a people. Had we space to enumerate, might mention the papers we allude to , but wo / ; comprehend all when we say of the newspaper urnca nf Smith P?rnt!nr ihitt. in noint of I"x ' ? I ? . ability, correctness of tone and sentiment, amf . the successful pursuit of this honorable roca. tion, in all respects, the newspaper press of tbia State is unsurpassed. ? South Carolina, by her devotion to Demo* " | cratic principles?by her unwavering defence of State Rights?and by (he exalted patriotism of her statesmen, unpolluted by the debasing ' influences of party strife?has frequently been ' sneered at and held up to ridicule by" parly hacks and political brawlers of her sister Stales. But the flings of party ribaldry, or the paltry exhibitions of envenomed spite, so ofleii hurled at their noble little Stales, find no sympathising heart or pen among her oditorial i corps. They are met with scorn, and.repellmj with a consciousness of integrity of principle* i which in too many instances, is manifestly > wanting in their assailants. We challenge the strictest scrutiny and most rigid critical examination, when we assert that the pres* .oF South Carolina stands unsurpassed in every quality which lends to elevate the morals, augment the happiness, or preserve the independence of the . people whom they represent. Well, then, fbronr conclusions. The peopifl of tliia State should sustain first their own newspapers. To use a common aaving, they may go farther and fare worse, 'fheir ciljr* ^ town, and district presses should be liheraHjr patronized, because the newspapers of South ? Carolina are a unit?-one and indivisible?-iu . defence of the rights, interests, and institutions I of the South. There is no diversity of senli; tnent with regard to these ; whilst in their dig, nified and manly defence of tho fair fame of > our gallant State and her people, they hare been in a great measure instrumental in placing her . in the elevated position she now occupies?notwithstanding her defamers among her sister States, Let, then, our own presses, from the p seaboard to the mountains, be liberally sustainI ed, even if occasionally it should be at the sacrifice of some cherished journal published c'se| where. For tho people of South Carolina may be well assured that in them they have their best and truest friends.?South Carolinian? A Gkcex One.?An exchange tells a good 1 story of a counts-man, who was in one ofour cities on Sunday, and concluded to go to church. Arriving there, ho waited outside a moment, when to his surprise, the organ struck up, and lie concluded some sort ol a 'shave down' was about to commence. At that moment a gentleman invited him in. "Not 'zaclly, Mister, I I ain't used to such doin's ou Sunday;?and, be ' sides, I don't- dance." 1 The following recently perpetrated, seems 1 too hail to he lost: An IrNh girl applied to her overseer for leave of abscence on St. Patrick's day. Ho , inlormed her that he did not know how to spare her, as he had no one to take her place. *?And sure," said she, '*1 must go out; for ain't St. , Patrick a* good a man as the Fourth of July?" I The reason was satisfactory* and leave was granted ofeourse. O ! ~ A Famit.y Travkliino in Wiibelbarrows. t ?A strange scrne was exhibited in Cincinnatii r a few days ago, being nothing leas than a family consisting of father and mother and six children. The Chronicle states that thejf?bad travelled all the way from l.aprtrte county, la., in three wheelbarrows, intending to; reach Pennsylvania, from which Statfl they had emigrated three years ago. Their blankets, wearing apparel, and some few utensils, used in preparing and distributing food among the family, were in one barrow, and the younger children were stowed nway in the others, the father and the elder boys taking turns in wheeling them along. >^ - * A young lady engaged in writing, observed i to a clergymen present, that she yau^ Scribe. f To which the man in ordersrnriih a sssacity ^ i anticlerical discernment truly creditable, re. I plieil, nndybtr / see.?Pharbee (!) g. V j mI 1 W 1 ,