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VOLUME 3. CAMDEN, SOUTH-CAROLINA, MAY 25, 1852. NUMBER 42,, ... I?? I I ! THE CAMDEN JOURNAL, 1'UIJLISIIED SEMI-WEEKLY AND WEEKLY LY THOMAS J. WARREN. T E K 31S. Tiik Semi-Weekly Jo venal is published at Three Dollars and Fifty Cents, if paid in advance, or Four Dollars if payment is delayed three months. The Weekly Journal is published at Two Dollars r . T, Tinllnrcnml Kiftv fonts ifnav inent bo delayed three months, and Three Dollars if not paid till the expiration of the year. ADVERTISEMENTS will bo inserted at the following terms: For one Square (fourteen lines or loss) in the scmi-wcekly, one dollar for the first, and twenty-five cents for each subsequent insertion. In the weekly, seventy-five cents per square for the first, and thirty-seven and a half cents for each subsequent insertion. Single insertions one dollar. Semi-monthly, monthly and quarterly advertisements charged the same as for a single insertion. iSTTh ? number of insertions desired, and the cdi- | tion to be published in mast be noted on the margin of all advertisements, or they will be published semi-weekly until ordered discontinued aud charged accordingly No more let us Differ. No more let us differ, as oft we have done, Let our anger go down with the light of the sun, And a well-spring of life shall gush forth in the breast, Pure and calm as His smile in the far distant west. Not long does the life-blood career through the heart, Like the glory of summer, we cctneand depart; Yet, e'en like that glory, if gentle and kind, We leave both a beauty and perfume behind. No more let us differ ! If falsehood or wrong Have biased our judgment or sat on our tongue Let the act be atoned for?regret be conveyed |1 For the pain we have caused for the wound we 11 have made; For who of the thousands that look np to Heaven, Can hope by his God to be freely forgiven, If he live not a life of forbearance and love, But withholds from mankind what he asks from above ? No more let us differ! We've plenty to do, ' As 'mid sunshine and tempest we travel life thro', In keeping our frail bark from drifting astray? Without falling out 'mong ourselves by the way. ; Oh! wisest is he who forgives and forgets, I Whose anger goes down with the sun as he sets? Whose soul is secure for a bright world of bliss, From the friendship and love it has cheii-hed in j this. G. L. Dinks. The Laborer and the Warrior. / BV nrps PARGENT. The cap<p has had its day and song; The/sword. the bayonet and plume U<VVe"cro\vded out of rhyme too long The plow the anvil and the loom! Ghv not upon our tented fields k Are freedom's* heroes bred alone: I The training of the workshop yields I / .More heroes true than war has known! 1 / Who drives the bolt, who shapes the steel, .May with a heart as valiant smite f Ashe who sees a fbeman red Hk/ In blood before his blow of might! The skill that conquers space and time, That graces life, that lightens toil, Way spring from courage more sublime loft Than that which makes a realm its spoil. Let labor, then, look up and set* ^ His craft no pith of honor lacks; The soldier's title yet shall be Bgr Less honored than the woodman's axe ; jH Let art his own appointment prize, Wf Nor deem that gold or outward bight j Can compensate the worth that lies In tastes that breeds their own delight. And may the* time draw nearer still, When man this sacred truth shall heed, That from the thought and from the will Must all that raises man proceed ! Though 1'iide should hold our calling low For us shall Duty make it good ; And we from truth to truth shall go, f:ii i:r? 1 111 IIJU tiliu ucaiu Uiv. uuuti .;ivmu. A MAIDL.VS MISTAKE; OK, A KISSING ADVENTCKR. Say what you will about it, I am ready to swear that I never was kissed, as far as I remember, but once. But that once has not been forgotten, and if you will leave your main yard aback I'll tell you the story, though it won't do for me to catch you laughing at it. It lacked only half an hour of midnight, I had been on a visit to one of my neighbors, and found such | agreeable company that the hours passed by un- ; noticed?by me, at least; but I finally got under way for my lodgings. The night was cold and nearly starless, and the wind blew froh from the north; but it didn't hurry me much, for I sauntered along whistling the familiar air of 'Oh, no, I never tell it.' Suddenly while passing an aristocratic looking mansion, I saw a front window in the second story softly raised, and a white hand seemed to ^ beckon mo to approach. Wondering who it could be, and what was wanted, 1 darted through rthe front gate and was uuder the window. 'Is that you, Charley?' asked one of the sweet est voices you ever dreamed of hearing. I was surprised?astonished?as you will readily believe, considering the lateness of the hour; but I was pretty well convinced that it was me, and nobody else, so I replied? 'Yes, here I am!' And there was a tremble, like a skysail pole in a gale of wind. And then came the response to my answer? 'Well, 1 am ready!' W hat do you think of that, coming as it did from a young lady at that hour of the night '? ! fitting time for a revelation of horr..-r> ! ltead v ? j what could she mean? I was thunderstruck. Ere my curious speculations assumed a definite shape, the unseen ladv lowered the end of a rope ladder to the ground, seemingly for me ' to ascend; but I fell back aghast. However, I j | was spared the agony of a refusal. I saw in an j instant that the lady was about to descend to j u u E?? ? k ^ the ground ; I saw her suspended between heaven and earth. Oh! how I wished that the ! ropes might give way, so that 1 should have an j opportunity ot' catching her in my arms. Hut ! they didn't break, and she reached the terra firma in safety. And oh, joy! the instant she touched the giound she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me again and again ! Wasn't I happy? | Of course I pressed her to my bosom with a lo- ! ver's ardor, ami returned her kisses with more than compound interest. 'Oli ! I am so glad you have come !' murium- ( c*d the fair creature, in tones that filled my heart j with delight. 'I have taken nothing but my j jewels and ready money, fur I have hopes that a i reconciliation will be effected. If not, we will j love and be happy in a little world of our own.' | 'Yes we wiii,' replied in an emphatic manlier, i for I felt that she was all that mortal man could i 1 - *?- I "!!,. h.-.n./l.f 4 li?if I !. ??! cOiMIIVul ubliv. j jiu\> lean) iuuu"..i unit i ( a bride; and then the jewels,' 'money,' 'rccon- j ciliation,' rang in my ears like a dinner bt-11 in a j one-eyed tavern. 'And now let us huny away before we are ' discovered,' said the lady, taking inv arm and leading the way. No doubt she thought me j very backward, but, to tell the truth, 1 didn't j know where to direct my step. Following the 'bent of her inclination,' we passed rapidly up ; the street. 'Go ahead, my beauty, I'm yours till death,' j thought I. 13ut a sad change soon 'came o'er i the spirit of our dream.' Our rapid pace so- n j brought us to the gas light on the corner, and j then, for the first time she caught a glimps- of 1 my features. The effect of the look was electrical. She disengaged her arm from mine, recoiled a few paces and murmured wildly? ' Merciful heavens! You are not my Charles!' Her face was turned towards mine, and never 1 had I seen woman more beautiful. Her eyes were as dark as the starless night that enshrouded us, ai:d expressive of her gifted soul. While 1 was gazing upon her, I heard someone in the direction of the hou-e we had just left whistling the same time 1 liad been indulging in a few moments previous. As 1 was about to make some remark upon the singular coincidence, my fair companion darted away in the direction of whistler Xo. 2. The whole adventure seemed ! a mystery to me; and there 1 stood, wondering i what would be the next move. The cup of my ' bliss had been overturned. Five minutes might have passed, and then | the lady made her appearance, leaning upon the j arm of a noble looking man of about my own j age. I wasjust about to ask myself who could > furnish us with pistols for two and a collin for one, when the lady took my hand, ane looking j areldv up into my face, site asked me: 'Will you accompany us to the Rev. Mr. I Smith's residence, and sec its itutrricd? The truth lladn d upon my mind in an in-taut. The lady was the daughter < f wealthy parents, and they were opposed to her lover, considering him too poor, as he was a yoimg nurchant who had ju-t set up in business, lie was forbidden the Inniso, and as a natural consequence, the lovers planned an elopement. She was to i 1 1 . I I . ! I oo ready on :i certain mgni, tie v.as 10 gne nolice of liis whereabouts by whistling the tune of Oh, no, I never,' ?fcc. Well, there was no law against my whistling, at the appointed hour 1 happened to'hc near the lady's residence, ami whistled my lawite tune, wliieh chanced to be the signal agreed upon by the lovers. It wiis thus that she mistook mc fur her lover, whose name was Charles. To make a long story short, I accompanied ! them to their place of destination, and saw the i lovers united in the holy bonds ut matrimony. ; The rest of the night w as passed in rejoicing, and 1 the next morning I called upon the lady's pa-j rents?gradually imparted the news to them, | received tle-ir forgiveness for t!i<* lovers?saw j them reconciled, and agreeably to the request of the newly married couple have made their house my home cversince, but never shall forget the kisses I received by reason of the '"Maiden's Mistake." -4.?0B>-K The Moral CirakAr-i kk ok I'ios.?Some folks accuse pigs of being filthy in their habits and negligent in their personal appearance. Jtut J whether food is best eaten otl' the ground, or in j a China plate i>, it seems to us. merely a matter of taste and convenience, on which pigs and men mav honestly differ. They ought then to be judged charitably. At any rate, pigs are n<>t j tilthy enough to chew tobacco, nor to poison ! their breath by drinking whiskey. As to their ' personal appearance, you don't catch a pig plav iug the dandy, nor picking his way up the mud- j dv streets in kict slippers, j'igs have some ex cellcnt traits of character. If one chances to i wallow a lit tin deeper in some mire liolp than | lii> fellow, and so carries off and comes in posscssion of more of the earth than his brethren, lie | never assumes an extra importance on that account ; neither are his brethren stupid enough to worship him for it. Tln-ir only question seems to be, is he still a ho;*? If lie is, they treat him as such. And when a hoj* has no merit of his own, lie never puts on any aristocratic airs, nor claims any paiticular respect on account of his j familv connections. They understand, full well, the common sense maxim, "every tub must stand upon its own bottom." Kissing.?The sweetness of kissing depends with us altogether on the slyness of the thin;*. Take our word tor it. tlie stolen draughts are | most delicious We would rather he 'Vut up i into cat fi<h bait," than to kiss a ?;irl in com pa iiv. ltesides, there is great dan g-r in promi-euous kissing which i- indulged i.i at parties. Ten to one if your lip* do not, at the verv moment ' after they lmve been revelling in the most ec- j static enjoyment, come pop upon those of some I old girl, so sour that you cannot get the taste ; of tiie bitter out of'your mouth for a week. No ! no! kissing in public is not the way to manage 1 it; it destroys the reverence with which mm delights to wrap tlie female sex, and none Lut : bungler will resort to it. Jf you want to c-njoy : kiss in all its raciness?a kiss at once delicate airv and spirit mile, yet one that \>ili cat ho every pulse in your body to thrill with testacy? get your little charmer into a corner of a sola before a cozy lire of a freezing night?steal your arm around her waist?take her hand gently in your own?and then draw her tenderly toward.you, "hiss her a long, sweet kiss, as if you were a bee sucking honey from a llowcr." Hitrc'a true kissing for you.?Kxchange Paper. From llm Carpd llag. T5it' Bewitching Widow. 15V KU.VNIC FlTZIIERIlERT. . i i . i ?. * a . l 1 i . _ Jv.ito \\ arret! . nngiu, oeammii, oewncnmg Kate Warren!?it almost seems as if 1 could sco thee now <ts in days of yore, when tliy bright eyes shone \\itit a sun-liko lustre and cheeks were like the roses in thy own garden. 1 tut who is Kate Warren? Ah, that's it, reader. I was just about to te ll thee who Kate Warren was. Kate was the (laughter of an holiest farmer? the youngest child, and, of course, j etted ami spoiled, 'l'hore was four girls of them?Sa'ly, Frank, Lizzie ami Kate : but Kate was the life and soul of the whole family. Active and sprightly as a fawn, she was constantly in mischief; and if any roguery was concocted, Kate Warren, you might be sure, bad something t" do about it.? And yet every body in the neighborhood loved Kate, from the old bod-ridden beldame to the laughing, frolicking child. If Kate did not labor as hard as her sisters, site was c<ially as useful. She drove the cows, ten d>-d the ehiekens an J turkics, caught the horse and harnessed liim w hen her fart tier was in a hurry, and the way she would leap over a tluvebarred fence was a caution to petticoats. Kate would have been a ' Bloomer" if Bloomers had been in vogue in her young days; nevertheless, short dresses were then worn, and Kate was not slow at a race. The first time 1 met Kate Warren, she was standing, with her sister Lizzie, on a little knoll in her fathers pasture, half a mile from home, hallowing with her mudeal voice to the cows, and its she leaped from rock to rock in her endeavors to make them "fall in" into the cow-path I thought her the inost lovely little sylph I had ever met. With all her misehivousness, Kate Into a heart ?a whole heart?but it was encased so thoroughly that, though numerous "nice young men" had bint-(1 their partiality for her, she cared iittle about them?and told them so. She was free?generous to a fault. If she erred it was on tin- side of hmnatiitv, and mduv a poor travelling lii-ggar was indebted toiler interposition fur a nights lodging at farmer Warren's dwelling. Jlut time roll.-d on?Kate grew older: her sisters were all manied, and she, despite her own good sense t" the contrary, was induced by father, 11 lot he, sisters, uncles, aunts ants and eoUsins ^ ... .1 .. ... ?? !,. I'll'ltt ;i,l li ] III'I' l?# 1.1.1.1 ....... ..v.jwMtl.v^ lather's. Not that she lovnl liiin?.-ho liuwr saw tho man sin- loved, and never expected to? but mother said "it woiil I bo so near," and lather said "it would be a g<tod match," and Kate, to get rid of tlioin, said, Vos, it' she mint got married, she'd as soon marry Henry Tilton as any bodv, and she wasn't going to bo tdazrd to deatli." * Poor follow! he'il bolter have committed sui cide. As it was, it was next thing to it. Kate would forget his dinner, and when supper-time arrived would be "'over to mother's." If her husband wanted the horse, Kate was sure to want it at the same moment! and many a time in the busy season would the good man hurry up to the barn for bis horse, ju->t in season to see Kate driving off, Jehu-like, with two or three young girls in the wag ui. Mr. Tiltoii talked to her fit her and mother, and father and mother ta/ked to Kate; but she told them she married to please them, and was now "her own woman," ai d "could not allow her domestic arrangements to be meddled with by other people." Une day Kate's husband was compelled to walk three miles, because she, contrary to his expressed wishes, had gone on a drive. What his tie ughts were, the reader can guess, from the fact that in less than a week the old mare had been "swapped" for a five-year-old e..lt, which Kate was told was too high-spirited for her to drive. As oil every other subject, Kate differed with her husband on this?the more so as the colt w;e> a beauty?and she admired, besides, t lie idea that he could " go," which made her an\ijus f.<r the opportunity to test his qualities; ami as soon as the breakfast things were cleared up, ICate led ??ut the colt, and " hitching" him to the wagon, started to see "sister Franic," who lived some four miles oil'. The colt wasa " prompt traveller," and Kate told her sister she " loved him dearly." \\ Inn Mr. Tiltoii returned to dinner, the colt was standing in the yard, with one of the wagon-shafts hanging to a portion of the harness, trembling like a frightened rahhit. ller husband was frightened, and procuring a horse of his father-in-law, started oil' in pursuit of his wife. Half a mile from home he met Kate, skipping merrily along, and snapping her whip with as much satisfaction as though she was comfortably seated in her cat riage. i'oor man ! we cannot chronicle his many sufferings. Kate was killing him by inches; yet, when lie was taken sick she tended him with all the alli'i'tiou of a loving wife, and when ho died she wepi as though her heart was broken, and everv body pitied ber, and said "she must have low.i 11:111 wry aiieeiionaieiy. Hut Kate's tears wen* soon dried. Sin* was a widow, with only one child,a curly-headed, blueeyed boy, and properly worth ten thousand do|lars. It was in her nature to enjoy herself, and why shouldn't she ? The second year of her widowhood, Kate visi i (rd Boston, and spent a few months at the res i deuce of a friend. "While there, she lecainc a i (juainted with Mr. Blit'kins, (not lilif kins of t! , Carpet Bag,) a book-keeper in an extensive di goods establishment.'?lie gallanted her abut the city, took her to the opera, theatres, concert to., and really thought (though he was on t! shady side of thirty and a little bald,) that Kat loved him?at any rate he was certain that h loved her. "Whether the " ten thousand" ha i any thing to do with his affection we camu - tell. lie was very attentive to her, and pron iseil to \ i-it her at an early period after her r: turn home. About a month after Kate had arrived hom< one J leasant. Saturday .afternoon. Mr. Blifkir ! rung tlie bell at the door of her residence, an was met by the mistress.?lie appeared please ! to see her, and extended his hand. Kate drc back. " Jb-ally, he had the advantage of hershe was sure siie did not know him," and wlie i?. ...,.1 ?i.? ......... ?r um,V!.:.^n ..l... 1... nu iiKimwmu uxu ui viii suu ii<: I never heard it before?there must be some m'i take. To add to the annoyance of I'lifkiii: Kate motioned to the servant-girl, a witty daugl lor ct' lain, and winking to her, left Blif kins t I her tender mercies. Bridget told him she was sure no jintilma would insult a lone widow in her own house and in order to give greater effect to her wordsin placed her hands?which, unfortunately to ; Blif kins had just emerged from the damp flou which she was " mixing" when the genth-ma: ' arrived?on his coat. Poor Blif kins he was dumfoundccl! Titer was no tavern in the town, and lie was compel: i /..-I /. l.nr. .1 1 .l.fitiff irttof u-fic \v#iivn tli . .1 IU .. ...... .. c. ... I innocent lnai) was compelled to invent a false liood as the reason for his visit, lie returned t Ito*ton a 44 sadder but wiser man." fully satisfie | that middle aged book-keepers should neve make love to bewitching widows. Kate is still the same?driving and frolickiti; gay and thoughtless; and though Time ha I made a few furrows on her brow, her admirer | have not decreased, but whether any of th I " lords of creation*' will t>e able to make a wit 1 of the 44 b ? itching widow," is a matter whiel j for the present is locked in the mysterious caskc j of her own heart. j ItoDESi'iKKw:.?In our recent notice of Robe: { pierre, it was mentioned that, at the period of hi capture in the Hotel de Yille, he was shot in th jaw by a pistol ihvd by one of the gendarme! Various correspondents point to the discrepane bet ween this aeount and that given by Thici and some other authorities, who represent thn lloln'spicire fired the pistol himself, in the atteniji i to commit self-destruction. In our account < the affair, we have preferred holding to Lamai tine, (History of the Girondists,) not only in coi seijiieiice of his being the latest and mostgrupl ie authority oil the subject, but because his >tal< mcut seems to be verified by the appearance < I Ik* half-signed document which it was our foi turn* to see in l'ari-i in 1847. I The following is Lainartine's statement: I " The door soon yielded to the blows given b ; tlie soldiers with the butt end of their musket j amid the cries of "down with the tyrant! I " Which is he t" inquired the soldiers; but L< onard Bourdon durst not meet the look of h 1 fallen enemy. Standing a little behind the met ! and liidden by the body of a gendarme name Meda, with hi.'* right hand he seized the arm i j the gendarme who hold a pistol, and pointiu with his loft hand to the person to bo aimed a i he til reeled the muzzle of the pistol toward Robespierre, exclaiming, " that i> the man. Theman tired,and the head of Robespierre, droj pod on the table, deluging w ith blood tic. pro< Initiation lie had not yet finished signing." Xe> morning, adds this authority, Leonard Botirdo i " presented thegend n ine w ho had tired at Robe; picrrc to the notice of the Convention." l'ui , ther: on Robespierre being searched while li j lay on the table, a brace of pistols were tbun in ins poeket. "These pistols shut up in thei I eases, >till loaded, abundantly testify that Robe; j pit-nv did not shoot himself." Accepting tlies i as the true narticulars of the incident. Robe; | picriv cannot properly be charged with an al i tempt at suicide'. | In the article referral to. the name of Harm was accidentally substituted for llenriot, in con j nection with the insurrectionary movement to ! r? scuiiiLT Robespierre. Harms led the troops i i tii'f Convention. A correspondent asks us to statu what was tli actual number of persons slaughtered by tli i guillotine and otherwise during the progress ( J the revolution. The quest ion cannot be sati: j factorily answered. Allison (vol. iv., p.-80) pr< ! scuts a list which shows the number to have bee 1.027.10(5; hut this enumeration does not cotr pivhciid the massacres at Versailles, the prison : of .I'aris, and some other places. A million an a half would probably be a safe ealculatioi One thing is certain, that from the 2d of Sej lumber, 1702, to the 2.3lh of October, 1793, space of little more than three years, 18.0151 pet suns perished by the guillotine. Strangely onuugl the chief destruction of life was among the liuir bier classes of society, those who mainly promote the revolution ; and still more strange, the great est munhcrof victims were murdered by the vet diets of juries?a striking example of that gon< ral subserviency which has since become tli most significant delect in the French character.Chambers' Journal. Timu for I'aintim; 1'oisks.?Repeated a i .i t i.,.., : noilllieilis ml'm mill jmiiii ['in i/n nviifiT i.m; i autumn, or in winter, will last far lunger tlin that ]>iit on in warm weal her. In cold weathc the oil dries on the claplionrds, and with otlu ingredients forms a durable body, but in la wealh'T the boards absorb the oil, and what rt mains on the surface has but little substance.Gcnesce Farmer. Good humor is the girdle that binds friend shij? and love. I)o Indians Swear??This is a curious ques - tion, and the answer by Mr. Schoolchraft shouht ie ! ]?ut the white man to the blush. The gentleman, y j who has fur many years closely studied the charit acteristies of the race says: s, i "Many tilings the Indians may be accused of ie but the practice of swearing they cannot, I have i.' j ir?;Kl?> iiiativ enquiries into the state of their vo10 cabulary and do not find any word which is d more hitter or reproachful than match, and annc>t moosh, which indicates bad dog. They have j- terms to indicate cheat, liar, thief, murderer, coward, fool, lazy man, drunkard, babbler. But ! I have never hoard of an imprecation or oath. ?, The genius of the language docs not seem to fais vor the formation of terms to be used in oaths or d for purposes of profanity. It is the result of the d observation of others well as mv own, to say that iv an Indian cannot curse." i n i Bloody Work.?The Caddo Gazette, of the .1 8th, says that the night of Wednesday, the 6th >- instant, was characterized in Shrevoport, by riotj ous conduct, shooting, stabbing and killing.? i- There were two distinct rows on the levee, in o i which the actors were boatmen. Two men were' seriously stabbed. 11 About the same time, or a little after, a young ;, man named Louis Lemons, a carpenter by trade,, s,1 was killed by Dr. Samuel Bennet, near the rear r i of his (Bennet's) store-house. A warrant was r issued the following morning for the Doctor bv a , J. C. Beall, Esq. under which he was arrested and brought into court. He was bound over for e trial in the sum of $6,000. I- ? c Power of iMAGiNAtion.?A year since, Eli! jah Barnes, of Pennsylvania, killed a rattlesnake o in his field, without any injury to himself and d immediately after put on his son's waistcoat, both r being of on6 color. He returned to his house and attempting to button his waistcoat, he found g to his astonisement that, it was much too small. .< His imagination, was now brought to a high s pitch, and he instantly conceived the idea that e lie had been imperceptibly^bitten by the snake,e and was thus swollen from its poison. He grew li very suddenly ill and took to his bed. The famt ilv in great alarm and confusion, summoned three physicians, and the usual remedies were prescribed and administered. The patient however, >- grew worse every minute, until at length his s son came home with his father's waistcout dane gling about him. The mystery was soon un*. folded, and the patient, being relieved from his y imaginary apprehensions, dismissed his physis cians and was restored to health. it it | Uruelty to brutes.? 1 ou may saiely set that >f man down as a miserable unfeeling one, in the r- ; bo-mess or social relations of life, who can ill i- : treat any animal under his care. In particular i- I do we deprecate a man who can maltreat a horse, i- that lias been more faithful in his calling than )f | his master lias in his, often. One case came unr { dor our notice a short time since, in Dock square, j where a horse was so mercilessly beaten, that the j animal fairly fill to the ground in his agony.? y j In view of the superiority of the brute, who was s, j beaten, over the brute that was beating hitn, we almost wished'that the tables might be turnv cd, and the " Ya-hoo" be compelled to corno is : under the rule of the horse. We thought they 1, were in wrong positions.?Home Journal. if Intellect.?We bow to no other aristocracy; g we recognize no other. We spurn and scorn t, with our whole soul, the contemptible narrowIs ness and littleness of spirit which some men ex* " ! hibit in doing homage on account of wealth and i- j appearance. A man is no better thau we, be> : cause he owns a tine span of horses or because he ;t can give a costly party, or driuk a dearer drink n than we, or has more maid or man servants. A s- peasant may be as good as a President. Not r-1 what man puts on without but what he has withe ! in him proves to us his manhood. To the arisd , tocracy of mind and heart wo bow; wo reverir once the intellect fur what it has done, and for its i- possibilities, but the outward proves nothing; ,e it nothing in comparison wiht mind. i- I 1.a v?rvta m.e Delusion.?A melancholy evi 1 deuce of hallucination, caused by the spiritual is , rapping absurdities is exhibited in a long statei | meat prepared for the press by Judge Edmonds,. >r ' of New York, who has long occupied a promijf nent position in the political affairs of that State, having been State Senator, Judge of nearly or e quite all the Courts of the State, from the lowo e?t to the highest, and who is now Judge of the if: Court of Appeals?the highest Court of judicai-1 turo in that State. The Philadelphia Ledger 1 snvs: n i it seems that the Judge's miud has been exi | crcised of late upon spiritualism and by dwelling is upon the subject, he found himself becoming d impressible as a medium. In this condition ho l. i has had an interview with the ghosts of Frank> lin, "William 1'enn, Sir Isaac Newton and Swea denborg. What is very curious, Sir Isaac is r- still engaged in considering the laws of gravitai, tion, and Dr. Franklin was explaining spiritual i- manifestations by the 44 Odic Force." They were (i all "bright and shining spirits." After all this, I-' the medium had a glance among the wicked r- ( spirits, where he saw them undergoing punish - ment. by fruitless efforts to gratify the passions e thev had beeti most swayed by on earth. Wo ? sneetaele than ? can imagine hu muic ; a once powerful mind driven to the verge of insanity by mk'Ii a miserable imposture. Are not i- those who follow as a profitable calling, this bu11 sines* of deluding individuals with spiritual rapn pings, knocking*, visions from the other world; r auifsiinilar fraudulent exhibitions, indictable for ?r obtaining money uuder false pretences 1 i Longevity.?Mrs. Patience Taylor died on _ the ISth of April last, in Whitley couuty, Ky^ ! aged ono hundred years and eleven days. She i was the mother of nine children, eve y one of I- whom died of tld age, she having survive J them [ all