The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, March 01, 1850, Image 1
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Poetical Department.
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For the Cam-ten Jotirnal.
LOVE.
Love is a bird of sunim'T'skies;
From cold and from winter lie soon departs;
But basks hi the beams oi good-numor u eyes,
And delights in the warmth of all open hearts,
And where once he findeth chill and pain,
Doth seldom return to that bower again. '
By those that deepest feel, is ill expressed
The indistinctness of the suffering breast, Where
thousand thoughts begin to end in one,?
Which seeks front all the refuge found in none.
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l\o words suture ine secret soui losuuw,.
Anil Irulh denies uil eloquence to icoe. ,
Camden, S. C. CUPID.
THE POPULAR CREED.
[PUBLISIIKD BT *K(lWST.]
Ttiinpsnnd Hollars! Hollars and dimes!
An empty pocket's the worst of crimes!
If a man's down, give him a thrust?< - ?
Trample the beggar into the dust!
Presumptuous poverty's quite appalling?
Knock hiin over! kick him for falling!
If a man's up, oh! lift him higher! ., ". ' ,
Your soul's for sale, and he's a buyer!
Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes!
An empty pocket's the worst of crimes!
I know a poor but worthy youth*
Whose hopes are built on a maiden's truth;
But the maiden will break her vow with ease, 1
For a wooer cometh whose charms are these?
A Knllnir lw-.fi rt filiH nil PlfintV hpftfl.
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A face well tinged with- the Uraudy's red,
A soul well trained in villainy's school,
And cash, sweet cash?he knoweth the rule: -
Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes!
An empty pocket's the worst of crimes!
I know a hold and honest man,
Who strives to live on the Christian plan:
But poor he is, and poor will be; , . -1
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At home hemeeteth a starving wife,
Abroad he leadeth a leper's life;
They struggle against a fearful odds,
Who will not bow to the people's gods,'
Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes!
An empty pocket's tlie worst of crimes!
So get ye wealth, no matter how!
No questions asked of the rich I trow !
Steal by night, and steal by day,
(Doing it all in a legal way.)
Join the church an<l never forsake her,
l^earn to cant and insult your maker;
Be hypocrite, liar, knave and fool, ' (
But don't be poor?remember the rule:
Dimes and dollars! dollars and dimes!' '
An empty pocket's the worst of crimes!
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?I)C (bliio.
Newspaper Credit System.?-The corcv?poudent
of the Baltimore Patriot, speaking ot
the National Intelligencer, says, that. the outstanding
debts due to that establishment are estimated
at 8400,000. 4 . .. < ...
We doubt not there are other subscription
papers, the proprietors of which can tell as sad
n story as tlie oijo above. The loss of every
paper of the kind, is no less on an average than
twenfu iwir ( laiit iu>r :itimuii w r> bmu' mi in.
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stance which occurred iu this city a f<tw jears
ago, where an old establishment was compelled
to fail, at the same time its outstanding debts
were not less than $10,000, not oue quarter of
which was overcollected by the assignees. The
late Mayor Russel once attempted to draw up
his subscribers to the paying point; some of them
were indebted to him for tweuty years subscription.
One of them ordered him to stop the
paper. " I'll be d?d," said he, "if I will take,
a paper from any man who duns me to j?iy for
it!" The old feljow had read the. paper for *20
years without paying a cent to its proprietor.
, .Boston Mould.
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iUIO. M. Ill U1UP UV^IU^O liu ViU JOWIIUO |
dinner: " The dinner was expleudid, hut iny
seat was so promote from tlie nick-nacks that
1 could not ratify my appetite, and Uie (tickled
cherries had such* a defect on my hqad, .that I
had a inotiuu to leave the tuhle, hut Mr, ??
gave nie hartshorn resolved iu water, whiuh bereaved
uie." ......
James Lennox, Esq., of New York, the gen
tleman who purchased the original manuscript
of Washington's Farewell Address, is said to
possess a fortune which yields Sl'20,000 per
annum. It is further said that he is a bachelor,
and a inan of the most princely liberality and
benevolence, and that his charitable 'contributions
amount to 800,000 per annum?one half
of his income.
Tiif. " Firebrand" Rejected.?A scries of
freesoil resolutions were rejected by the Connecticut
State Convention, last week, by a vote
of 1(58 to 17. An attempt to reaffirm the resolutions
passed by the last Legislature, was voted
down by mi equally decisive vote?151 to
117. The convention reuominut a! the State
ticket of List your, Col. Seymour ivreiyiug 104 J
votes to scattering tor uoyerno;;.
\V e see it is stated in the New ork papers
that a large chest of olegant plate, got up by
order of Col. Wekb, and packed in a very
carefnl manner, was despatched to him from
that city a few days since.
PrniTv ? A flower that bloomed i-( Paradise, i
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BEAUTIFUL SKETCH.
The following beautiful and touching sketch
we copy from the Journal of Commerce :
I have worshipped blue eyes, and there'Ts 110
radiance so heavily as that which glfc^ms from
them. But black are more bewildering; and,
when a shadow of melancholy falls over the
forehead, it softens their beautv. while it does
not dim them
* * * If you will go with rat* now to a glen
in the -highlands, and a willow-fchnded hook, I
will }>omt out t >ynu the very spot where years
ago there stood a,"rude bench, on which many
times 1 have seen the fair girl I'Tfow'write of,
sitting, ami by. which once 1 saw her kneeling,
The cottage under the hill is occupied by strangers,
and its broad ball'and largo rooms how
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ring in nit* itiuguii-r ui uiusi* wm? ivuuw m>i nn
whose gentle spirit lniunts their very chambers.
tSlie was as beautiful as a dveain." Never
w;w holier forehead shaded by raven' tresses so
glorious ?is those, if 1 tell yod that 1 loved
Sarah D , you will call me mi enflmsiast,
and ascribe my admiration-to my passion. I
did love her, bat only as a boy worships a being
very far above him. I used to 1ioat her feet on
the grass, and gaze into lair face, and watclf
the play oI Ikt exquisite features. It was there I
learned ut rirsthow high and pure, and worshipful,
liuinuuity may he. * * "* *
was young and beautiful. What need
to add that she was loved.' Surely I need not
add that she loved, for such as she live on affection,
and die for lack of it. Her father devoted
his fortune and life to her; and she was
heiress to a-large estate. As might be expected,
.she had numerous suitors of. every rank ahd
y.uiety. 1 cannot now remember all of them,
although I then kept-the run of them tolerably
well. But of all, there were-only two that appeared
to have any prospect of success; and the
village gossip were occupied in discussing their
relative chances. *'
Frank it , was the gayest, best hearted
fellow in the world, and, had von seen hint on
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have said lio was made for her, so wild was his
laugh and so joyous her response. Yet, had
you been behind the closed shutter of the window
in the front of the large white house on the
hill, as they rode bv, and had you there watched
the compressed lip, the broad calm*forehead,
the pale face, and sparkling eye of Josephs. ,
as he saw them passing, you would have prayed
to God tliat that fair girl might belong to that
noble man, even as I, h boy then prayed.
God has answered 1113' prayer. When the
long way was travelled over, and the rugged
and dillieult steep surmounted, when Iter fair
foot was pressed on the rock at the summit of
the lull of life, ami her eyes gazed into the deep
blue sky with longing gaze, there, even there,
beyond the blue, his outstretched arms receiving
her, and his embrace was Heaven !
Go preach to blocks and stones, ve who believe
that love is of the clay! G ojireach t o the
dead \*e who deny the immortality of the aHection.
Go reason with trees, or hills, or images
of wood, or with your own motionless, lifeless,
ice ?.inil ee wlut believe bec:omc there is
no - marrying yonder, there shall he no embracing,
or because we may not use the gentle
words 'my wile,' we may not clasp these sanctified
forms in our own unholy arms! 1 tell you
man, that immortality would be a glorious cheat
if with our clay dies our first affections. 1 tell
you that annihilation would lx? heaven, if 1 believe
fhat when mj head at length rests on its
outlined pillow, and my lips sink to tho silence
and repose of death, these loving eves wiil never
look into uiiueagain, this jaire clasp never Ix?
around my neck, this holy caress never bless inc
more!
Hut see how I hasten in advance of my story.
And yet, like Canning's knifegrinder, I remember
now that 1 have no story to tell, or at host
it is a simple history.
She loved Joe. His calm and earnest wnv of
loving her, won her whole soul. Undid not say
much to her in company, nor of her, but when
they wore alone, or only some of the children
near, his low voice would he musical, and she
sjit entranced with its eloquence. I have seen
them seated on the bench hv the side of the
stream, ami have heard him lead her gentle soul
step liv step with him from earth to stars, ami
then from star ti> star, until she seemed to he in
heaven with him, and listening to the praises of
the angels,
1 am unable to tell you how it iiappened that
Jpseph S left his profession, (w hich had
been law,) and entered the ministry nor am I
able to state, though 1 might guess at the causes
operating in his own mind. The lather of Sarah
I) was not a religions man, and, 1 am
sorry to say, wa? ;io of a small class of mcu,
who not 01 the truth of our utost holy
ereed, lait ' very opportunity to cast ridicule
oji its toaclu.a. It was, therefore with great
pain that his daughter observed his eoldess and
rudeness to Joseph S , and she was not
surprised, however much she was grieved when
an open rupture rendered the suspension of his
visits to the house absolutely neccssarv.
They bad never spoken of love. Each know
the secret of the other's affection, and what
need then of words to toll it! It would have
been but the repetition of hackneyed phrases.?
And yet there is no music in the words so sweet
as those three words,'! love you,' front the lips
we love to kiss, lint the father of our gentle
friend had feared the existence of some bond
between them, and peremptorily required bis
daughter to break it ii it did exist.
She replied to liiiii, relating the simple (nitli,
ami ho desired her to refuse thenceforward to
see or si?eak to Joseph.
A month of deeper pain than can well he
imagined stieeoe led this command during which
; they did not meet.
It was on ?i moony night in August that she
walked out with me, (then a boy three years
her junior,) and sat down on the bench by the
side of the stream. The air was clear, the sky
serene, and 110 sound disturbed us; but the soft
sounds of. tlie wind among the tree-tops made a
jdeasant music, and we listened and were silent.
The stillness was broken by the voice of Joseph
S?
You will pardon 111c if I pass over that scene.
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x uaro noi ai tempi uie uesciipuuu ?n ?. n
was my first lesspn in liuinan suffering, and
though I liave learned, it over and over since
then, though the iron has entered my own
soul and seared and scarred it, yet I have never
seen, nor do I believe I have ever felt, more
agony than those felt as they parted that night
to meet no more on earth.
He bowed his lips to her forehead, and murmured
the solemn word' Forever.'
She woke at that word, and exclaimed, with
startling vehemence,'No, no; there is no such
word, Joe.'
' We shall not meet again on earth, my gen- |
tie one. And what is earth/
i .'ilcr tall form grew more queenly, and her
dark eves flashed divinely as she rose and ex-J
(Maimed, in a clear and silvery tone:
'And what is earth? These things must
end. I will name a tryst, dear Joe, and you
shall keep it. If you pass first into, the other
vforld, wait lor me 011 the other bank; and if I
go hence before you, I will linger on the other
sliore uiitil you come. Will you remember?
"1 will live and die in his memory.'.
She lifted her face to his, and her arms to
his neck, and they clung together in a long and
passionate embrace. Their lips did not separate,
but were pressed close together, until he
felt lwJr form cold, and her clasp relaxed, and
he laid her gently down on the old seat, bowed
over her a moment in prayer, and was gone.
I heard him say,' Take care of her W ,'
and so I strove to recall the life that had gone
from her lips, and cheeks, and eyes. It cauie
Slowly, and she woke as we wake in the morning
after death has entered our charmed circle,
with an oppression on the brain, and a
swimming, swollen senselessness of soul.
At length she remembered all; raised herself
with a half-articulated exclamation of ago
ny, broken by a sob; then fell 011 her knees by
the bench, and buried her face in her hands,
and remained thus for nearly half .an hour.
"When she rose, her face was as the face of
an angel. It wore that same ex.dted look "until
she died.
I think she took cold that night, she was
never welLafterwards, and the next winter she
passed at.the South, returning in the spring very
liragiie, but very beautiful.
Joseph S was sent abroad by one of
the Boards of Missions of the Church, but his
health failed, and he resumed his commission.
while lie travelled through the Eastern world.
Three years fled with their usual "swiftness.
To Sarah D they were very slow and
painful years, vet she was happy in her quiet
way, and no one dreamed of the strange tryst
she was longing to keep on the other side ot
that dark river which men so shrink from. She
grew feebler daily as the summer anil autumn
advanced, and in December she was eviden lbdying.
One day her mother had been out of the house,
j perhaps making calls. She returned at eve|
ning, and, among other incidents of news which
i shehad learned, she mentioned to Sarah the
. death of her old friend, Joseph S
The fair girl was reclining in her large arm
I chair, looking out through the closed windows
I ;it the snow nil the ground, ami (ho jiuro mooni
light which silvered it. '1'liore was no startling
1 emotion visible as her mother mentioned the
' fact which to her was the most solemn yet most
joy I ul news the world could give, lor now, how
muV.h nearer was their meeting! 1 saw a
smile Hash across her laee as the joyful news
reached her ear. I saw her forehead raised to
feel (he caress which 1 know she felt! She
| was silent lor many minutes, and then spoke in
feeble yet very musical accents, and 1, hoyi.-hly,
I wept aloud ' Then she smiled, and looked at
j nte with linger upraised, ami said, ' Wyit a little
while longer, dear w Aim then altera
moment, she said, '.Mother is the snow very
deep J*
' Not very, dear. Wliy did you ask V
' llorniise, if it were deep, I thought it would
l?e (lilhcult lor old .Mr. Smith to tiud our lot in
the grave-yank Are all the head-stones covered,
mother
' What is the matter, Sarah ? What if they
I arc covered i'
'Mother, dear it isuseless tn conceal it from
ourselves, or from one another. Vou know,
and I quite as well, that 1 am living. 1 have
not wished to live, only lor one thing 1 did long
lor life, ami I dreaded to meet death all alone!
Hut now 1 shall not. W will tell you what 1
menu when I am gone. ^ es - gone, dear mother.
I shall not he here any longer. This
chair will stand here, and I shall not lie
any where near it. Vou will he here, and
father, and you will rise and walk ahout, and
visit, and go in an out, and sleep, and walk again,
and so on day after day, ami I shall have
no nart anv Ionizer in vou r en res ami joys?
i " ~ r? i >i ?dear
mother;' and, as slip uttered the last two
words, sin* put her arms around her mother s
nock, and kissed her fondly, and sank hack into
her chair again. I sat at licrlcct, watching
Iter matchless features. A smile was flitting
, across t hem ? now there, now ?f??ne; vet each
time it appeared, it lingered longer than before*
until it became fixed, and so holy, so very holy,
that I grew bewildered as 1 gazed, and a strange
Iromnr ikicbiuI Ilirnmrli inv hoflv.
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Tin* I>ro;itli of jiwu't' was fanning licr glorious
lirow! Ilor liond was IiowimI a wry littlo
forward, anil a tress, cseapiiio from its Itonds,
foil livtlic sido of her |miiv white tornj?]? , and
idn?e l*? Iter jn<t opened lips. It hung there
motionless. . No breath disturbed its repose!
She slept as an angel might sleep, having accomplished
the mission of her God.
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iDcfcvrciJ ^.rticlca.
Correspondence of the Camden Journal.
WASHINGTON, Feb. 20, 1850.
Dear Sirs:?I have read an account somewhere
oi'an individual who was placed above an open
keg of powder, near which a flaming torch was
? 11? t mi?
conimuaiiv uurniug. xnc jjuui man, cuuikij ignorant
of the important fact when the powdgr
would explode, indeed not being positively .satisfied
that it ever would ignite, but still Fearing that it
would, being thus acted upon by so many powerful
excitements lost his wits, and with his wits,
went his life, Now-we poor, disfranchised people
of this District of Columbia, are halfway?mind
you, only half way?like that mau. Congress is
our powder keg, in whose bowels there is a deadly
hostility to our dearest rights. There are men in
that Congress who would strip us of our property,
nnH tmrrmlp nnnn nil tbnt either the South or our
selves hold sacred. All kinds of men are in Congress,
and of course schemes of every description
are hatched and brought forward, and the District
conies in for a goodly share of the attention of the
representatives of the Nation. We would rather
not receive thpge civilities, but the gentlemen will
force them upon us. They say slavery must be
abolished here. Well, let them do it: we will not
lose our wits in consequence thereof. Such a law
as that, we know, is unconstitutional. We haVie
placed ourselves under the protection of the Souths
and if she will he faithful to her pledges, we will
stand erect before the eye of God and man, and
invoking the shades of pur fathers who fell at
Camden, we will meet undaunted any and every
peril that may present itself. Men shall forget the
race of Bladensburg, and only recollect that we
are the children of a glorious and illustrious ancestry
of revolutionary renown. Whilst speaking of
the District of Columbia, allow me to correct an
erroneous impression that has gone abroad. It is
thought that many of our citizens, if not a majori.
ty, are abolitionists or freesoilers. Mow 1 know
that two-thirds of our people arc as firm and as
true adherents to Southern interests and institutions,
as can be found anywhere. This was fully
demonstrated some few weeks ago. A number of
our respectable citizens called a meeting through
the newspapers of their fellow citizens, lor the purpost;
of petitioning to Congress to give us a Territorial
Government, and to take generally into consideration
the defects in our laws. The whole
thing, however, was too transparent. It was suspected
that some of the principal gentry in this
move, were anxious for a seat in Congress. (Just
imagine " the honorable gentlemen from the District
of Columbia has the lloor." This certainly is
enough to stimulate these gentlemen to get up
other such farce, it certainly is comic for "lcariied
gentlemen"' to contend that Congress has thepower
to give us a Territorial Government.) It
was also believed that the abolitionists had a hand
in this business; that they were anxious by this
move to give Congress an excuse for attacking
our rights and freeing our slaves; for every ohe
must see that should Congress, at our invitation,
undertake a thorough revision of our laws, that
the first and most prominent institution to be,attacked,
would be that of domestic slavery, and
that if this attack should fail, it would nevertheless
be a fire-brand in Congros?a source of mischief
and agitation to the entire country. Wo therefore,
by an overwhelming majority, voted the whole
scheme to ho inexpedient.
Last Monday was a great day in Congress.?
Sonic abolitionist moved that the Committee on
Territories hr instructed to report a hill admitting
California into the Union with her present Wilmot.
Proviso constitution. The South were then in thu
mil ioi it v. It \V?ts evident lliat it iliu cjucmioo were
juit, thai it must pass. So the true friends of the
Union and the Constitution, determined to defeat,
llieir opponent hy a system of parliamentary tactics.
Accordingly, a direct vote on the proposition
was evaded, and the House was kept voting 011
motions to adjourn, motions to excuse members
from voting. A c., until midnight; at whieli time
the Speaker derided that the parliamentary day
had ended, and the House had to adjourn. This
matter cannot, under the rules of the House, be
again considered until two weeks have elapsed,
dating from last Monday. May the voiceofa wise
. < 111 r i (liflu-itnl in the 11 a i: 01 nrjnvsciitauvts wucii
this matter .-hull again lie agitated,.
Yours, CECIL.
NORTHERN' AND SOUTHERN LITERATURE.
As \vustated a short time since, the truth is too
apparent lo he denied, that Northern literature has '
lieen supported to a large extent hy Southern people,
to the neglect of their own. It is a humiliating
fact, lint is nevertheless true. A correspondent ot
that excellent paper, the Jiawrenr.oville Ilerald, of
the 8lh instant, writes to suit us. in tin- conclusion
of his article upon this subject, he says:
]>y supporting our own presses, we make
them more worthy of our support. That a larger
subscription would enable them to make
greater improvements, it needs no labored effort
to prove, if the money that is annually
sent North to support Northern presses, was
pvon to our own, tlii'ir improvement would lie
incredible. Thanks lo a more enlightened poliey,
this is beginning 1o he the muse, ami its efforts
are daily soon in the improvement of our
journals. Wo will give an annlagous case from
aclual experience to supjiort this view. In Uio
\ South Carolina College, in days of vore, it was
?
the custom for Southern gentlemen to send their
sons to Princeton, Yale and other Northern IngtiThtfoYtfWtht?
neglect of their own. The consequence
was, that very often our loved institution
lai'guished. How, now, since this has
stopped? .Under the Presidency of the gifted
niid great Preston, it flourishes like tlie green
bay tree.' Why? Our citizens send their sons
tdAiieif1 own Institntion, and Carolina's pride
prospers. Again, the North does net reciprocate
(Kir Support. Who ever sees a Southern
J nl' in r* \l Attn Rno^inrv P AAm ?
jiniiiiui in is iiuiwiuu ivi/uiu ; jl uc V
Hike riot our papers, but laugh at us for our
folly.
Upon oven'centre table, in every parlor of
the South, are to be found the puerile and effeminate
Magazines of the North. Do we find by
its side, the Southern Literary Messenger ? No!
no! Oar ladies-and intellectual people it
seems are- more delighted with the sickly sentimentalities,
and nonsensical nothings of these
Magazines, than with the solid, chaste, unique,
and"rich articles of that ably conducted Month
iy the ssontnern JLrterary Messenger. These
things ought not so to be. By so doing we
acknowledge ourselves their intellectual inferiors.
Is this so? does history prove it so ? In
the political firmament, the stars of Clay and
Calhoun* the champions of Whiggery and Democracy,
have shed a steady and increasing
brilliancy tbr the last half century. The South
is ilie land of Washington, Jefferson, Henry,
Madison, Monroe and" Polk.
* The names of the South's literary stars is Legion,
Sirrtms, Longstreet and Meek, are of
her' bright srtArs. The South is intellectually
the' superior of the North. We must cease
looking to the North for ever}* tiring, and rely
upon our own unbounded resources. We
must jmt of the chains of our vassalage, and 110
longer, everi'iii appearance, be their literary subjects.
u
Tri those who would see the South free from
herlntellectual shackles, we say support your
own presses more worthy of support, we say
yield them your assistance. To those who
wish to support sound morality, and a healthy
social feeling, we say support our own presses.
But if you love digests of crimes, and startling
accounts of infamy and vice, we say read Northern
papers. We are mentally, morally, add
geographically, their superiors. Let us exercise
that superiority. A travelling Yankee is
getting to be a scarce article in this countrymay
Yankee Journals soon be as scarce, and
the South be what she should be, and is, the
pride of her sons, and the joy of the world.
iSF" The following eloquent passage occurs in
a lat* speech of Professor Brumby on Geology:
"Geology does not even here sutler by a comparison
with astronomy. It conducts us to the
invisible universe beneath us, and, as an eminent
philosopher has eloquently expressed, points out
to us the milky way, and the fixed stars of animal
life, which the microscope reveals, overpowering
ia tt'ifK tlwi mtttfnmlntirtit f\f t)w> nc n-ulI
as the mightiest of the works of creative energy.
- It is>impossible to convey a just idea of the nature
of the discoveries of Ehrenburg, Tinsdaler
Bayk-y and others, in the milky way of microscopic
lbssil animals, without entering into detail, which,
however interesting to the naturalist, would be
improperly introduced here. It is sufficient lor my
present purpose to observe that, as ail magnitudes
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revelations ot" astronomy canriot impress the mind
witir more exalted conceptions of created wisdom
and power, than the examination df myriads ofdistincl'and
complicated forms, constituting whole
masses of tiie hardest rocks, slate, hint, iron ore,
semi-opal, noble op; 1 yet no light: that, in this
specimen, 137 millions of their skeletons weigh
li:it one grain, and are so minute that lorty-one
thousand millions are crowded into one cubic inch.
And if astronomy suggests the thought that all
the brilliant orbs which garnish the Heavens, may
be % residence of sentient and happy beings, gcology
proves to her votaries, wrapt m delightful
i ontempln'.ion of divine benevolence, that this
planet has been tenanted by happy beings, through
siiccosh e eye'e-, inconceivab.y long. It shows
us, that not only our a par. mollis arc warmed, and
our cities lighted by coal, f rom the wreck of mighty
forests, tlut coven d the prmeval valleys; but that
our most costly edifices are often huiit of rocks,
cut iVum mountain masses, of the habitations ol*
extinct races of microscopic animals, and that even
the cliaplet of beauty shines with the very sepulchres
in which millions of once happy beings are
nmv entombed! Thus it shows that death has in
process of time, by a provision of infinite benevolence,
become the handmaid and ornament of life.'"
AN IMPOSTKIt.
\L lite remiest of the ncnrrioveil (ir.-iiwht wither.
, . 1 CO r
we pnpiish the following:?
A man of genteel appearance calling himself
William Hampton, professing to he from Madison
Parish, Louisaua, came into the vicinity
of iMilledgeville, in Apiil hist. Affecting to
have business in the ueighhorhood, lie made
many acquaintances, among them a very worthy
young lady, Miss Mary King, whom lie addressed
and married. After remaining with her
about three months, pretending to prepare to
return to Louisiana, lie sold herpropertv amounting
to near three thousand dollars, pocketed
the money, and thereupon deserted her* without
I having given any intimation of such intention.
As there are good reasons to believe that
| this is not the first act of the kind he has been
rniit v td. liie C?ratulmotlior conceives it to be
her duly tlius to hold the man up to public
i scorn, and to put it on its guard against a recurrence
ol the like. Said Hampton (if that he
I his true name) is rather handsome in Ids person?
| about six l'oet high, of fair complexion, sandy
hair, blue eyes, about twenty six or seven years
of age. In manners very sociable, and profusewit
h his money.
Oct Ivlitors of newspapers in South and
North Carolina, Alabama, .Mississippi, Jaw;
isiana, and all others who leel disposed to aid
| the cause of public morals will please notice
I the aboi.-.? .Southern licronl.