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isWe will cling to the Pillars of the Temple of I r Libertie, and it it must fall, we will Perish amidst the Ruins."
SEIIYOI, DURISOE & CO Proprietors. EDGEFIELD, S. OC! AUGUST 1,. 1858. .-n --
Written for the Advertiser.
THE HISBAND'S SECRET.
"Mother! 0, my Mother! must it be? Is
there no escape for me? Must I really marry
Mr. Hasbrook 7" And Esther Lee knelt and
threw her arms around as haughty a dame as
e'er the sun shone upon.
"Certainly you must marry Mr. Ilasbrook.
How ridiculous you are Esther, puitting on these
school girl airs and rumpling my dress. I can
not imagine what objection you can possibly
have to Mr. Ilasbrook. I am sure he has wealth,
soci'a position', and.a fine turn-out, to say noth
ing of his good looks and elegant manners,
which are sufficient of themselves to turn the
beads of half the girls in town."
"Yes, mother, I know that all you say of
him is true, b'ut then I do not love him; and, I
am fearful that if I marry him, entertaining the
sentiments I doat present, I shall hate him after
wards and despise myself."
" Well, marry him, and hate him as heartily
as you please afterwards; but do have the tact
and common sense to keep your sentiments a
secret for the first year or two. And as for
love, leave that to mincing Misses and flirting
Fops-it is but a maudlin sentiment at the best,
and not at all essential between married people,
however much they harp upon it during court
ship. Mr. Hlasbrook has. a princely fortune and
requires a wife to help him spend the income
of it. Now, money is a commodity that we
cannot well do without, and one that I have
felt the want of very severely for the past two
years-in fact, ever since your father died, and
that scamp Foster ran off to Canada with every
thing he could layhis hands on; not even leav
ing me enough to offer as a reward for his ap
prehension. I have sold and sacrificed every
thing, even to my jewelry and family plate
every piece have I disposed of to keep up ap
pearances in order to get you a husband who
would be able to support us both. So take
my advice, and marry Mr. Hmabrook; he says
he loves you, and we have no ridht to dubt his
word. You will have a splendid establishment
-learn to do. the honours gracefully, and act as
though you were confering a favor instead of
receiving one from him. You will have unlimi
ted command of money, and I will help you
spend it; and depend on what I tell you, let.
you do what you will or may, he shall never
find fault with you.; and, I shofd suppose it
would not take long to decide between Irat
Hasbrook and starvation."
"But mother, we need not starve. I can
teach and make a support for Loh yourself
"Hush! never mention teaching again, unless
you would drive me mad. You, the daughter
of James Lee, turn teacher; sink to the level of
a hireliug, to be told by vulgar upstarts what
you are expected to know; to be ordered to
favour the company with muzic and requested
to speak French to Monsieur and Madam Frika
zee. You had better offer yourself to do gene
ralj house work or plain sewing at once. No,
take my advice, and accept this offer, and we
will ride over the heads of those who ha~ve
slighted us in our misfortune. .After you are
once married the game will be in your own
hands-and if your husband rebels you can sue
for a divorce, and claim a large amount of ali
mony sufficient to support us % style. Even
that will be preferable to the life we are leading
now, expecting every moment to be turned into
the street, or disgraced by an arrest for debt."
"Stop, mother, do not say anything more. I
have decided. I will nmarry Ira Ilasbrook, and
I will make him a wife of whom, he shall be
proud. I know him to be one of the very best
and noblest of men, and [ re~apect and esteem
him, and will learn to love him au lie deserves
to be loved. All that he could wish or des.ire
in a wife he shill have in me. I have a heart,
and that heart's devotion I will lay at his feet,
and if a life-time of devotion can atone for the
great wrong you would have me do him, that
atonement I will mnaice. I do not wish to up
braid you, for you are my mother, though I am
truly sorry that the relationship exists bet ween
us. Yes, it shall be the study of my life to
render happy the man you have chosen for me;
:tbat is, provided he will accept of me after I
have revealed to himi all that has transpired."
" You do not intend to repeat our conversa
tion ? You cannot mean to tell him that I advised
you to marry him through prudential motives ?"
" I must certainly tell him, else I should be
"What! betray ~your own mother? Well,
of all the scenes I have eve: passed through,
this is the most trying and mortifying crisis,"
and Mrs. Lee put her handkerchief to her eyes
and wept through self sympathy.
" Well, mother, I wont tell Mr. Ilasbrook
what you said. I will only tell him of my own
misgivings and doubts as' to making him as good
a'wife as he deserves.''
" You're a fool! I always thought you were
and now I know it !" and Mrs. Lee swept from
the room with the air of an insulted Queen.
*There is an old saying that " eve's droppers
never hear any good of themselves " and as a
general rule this may be so, though it failed in
this., instance. Ira Ilasbrook had reached the
.entrance hall to Mrs. Lee's parlour, where the
above conversation took place between the moth
er and daughter, and on hearing the supplica
tion of Esther, was prompted by curiosity (the
beseting sin,. of our first parents) to wait and
hear the sequel. ie had known from the first
that Esther did not love him, but he loved her
with that wild fervent untamed devotion that,
had she told him at the very altar's foot, and in
*presence of the whole world, that she was about
to marry him without one iota of love, he would
stml have wed her. Such was the infatuation
I have left, in order to get you a decent outfit.
You ought to be very grateful to me, just to
think that I am disposing of my last diamond
to procure you a suitable wedding dress."
"Keep the ring, mother. My white swiss
will answer every purpose, and Ira will not love
me less on account of my plain attire. I have
plenty of clothing-all that I require is a pair
" I wish you had one grain of common sense
in your composition! White swiss, indeed!
You appear to delight in mortifying me. I shall
certainly be disgraced by you yet, with your
low notions. You must remember that you are
little more than a child. So be quiet, and leave
me to manage. Be in readiness by the time I
return from Solomon's, and hereafter if you can
not talk sense hold your peace. You have no
time to spare, I can tell you, for a week from
to-morrow is the (lay appointel. You are to
be married in Church at eleven in the morning,
and leave directly for some place of resort. I
shall take charge of llasbrook's household, and
have everything ready for your reception on
your return, which will be about the middle of
September-about the first of October we will
give a party that shall astonish even Boston.
While you are away I will make out the list of
guests to be invited, and get things in-readiness
for the occasion," and. Mrs. Lee left the house
to dispose of the last gift of her dead husband,
a diamond ring of great value-two hundred
dollars was the price she had set upon it., but
Solomons was a Jew, and would only give her
half that sum; but on being told of the splen
did alliance her daughter was about to form,
offered to lend her three hundred dollars for
six months, at fifteen per cent, an offer that
Mrs. Lee accepted without the least hesitation;
and giving her note of hand for the amount,
left the store.
It was on the tenth of August 1842 that
Esther Lee became the wife of Ira llasbrook.
A lovelier bride never .tood at the altar !-clad
in a robe of white silk covered with illusion
without ornament of any sort, not even broach
or bracelet, the long full bridal veil but half
concealed the superb form, and wa; looped back
from the brow of marble whiteness with a half
blown japonica. Esther Lee was beautiful at
all times-regnantly beautiful-but as a bride,
superhumanly lovely. Mr. lasbrook looked
precisely as he felt, supremely happy, and would
not at that moment have exchanged places with
ay inortal living. They weremarried at eleven
and started directly for Saratoga and the Falls,
whither we will not follow them, but proceed
vith Mrs. Lee to the residence of Mr. IIsbrook,
where she installed herself as general manager,
ad in her own estimation, mistress of the,
household. She m:naged every body and every
ting that came within Ler jurisdiction; slhe
pve wrarning to some of the servants that they 1
mnust leave, while others gave her warning that
they should leave; so that between the warnings
an entirely new'set of domestics had taken
harge of the premises before Mr. flashrook's
return, which was on the twenty-first of Sel
And then began the preparations fur the paar
ty. Mrs. Lee was in her elenment-now scold
ing the servants, ;iving orders and spendling
money. Mr. linsbrook was little more than a
Cipher, and as for Mrs. Ifasbrook, why Mrs. Lee
onsidered her fit fur nothing ini the world but
o recieve visitors and ask her h~usb'and ihr mo
e. Mrs. lasbrook became all of a sudden an
bject of the greatest interest in the upper circle
f Boston-those who hmad b~een thme maost distant
efore her marriage, were the first to call-peo
1) who would not have noticed her as Esther
ee, worshipped and idolized the beautiful Mrs.,
Ira Ilasbrook. Constance lienton could scarcely
xist a day without seeing her old school mnate,
nd the Whitney girls were overwhehning in
The third of October was fixed upon for the
arty, the entire management of which was left:
o Mrs. Lee; and, she with her peculiar talent,
anaged every thing to perfection. The enter
tainment passed ofl' with the most entire satis-'
faction to all parties concerned, without a mal
propos occurrence or (what Mrs. Lee would
ae termed) a mortifying crisis. Every body1
f any consequence was invited that they might
ome and envy the bride; and almost all who
ere invited (did come and many did envy~ the
lovely mistress of the mansion, her wea.b, he
establishment, and some even her husband.
This party was composed of the very cream and
lower of Boston society-its entire wealth and
fashion-its formality and falseness. There
was the usual amount of small talk and empty
ompliment, and some good sound common
sense withall, for be it known, people of talent
were there-people not only of money, but merit.
Mrs. Lee shone conspicuous in a brocade of
silver gray. She was in her glory-party giving
was her delight, andZ her look said as plain as
looks can say, " all this grandeur belongs to my
daughter, and 1 am mistress here." When sup
per was announced, and Mr. Hlasbrook gave her.
his arm, as an honored guest, who could have
supposed that any other sentiment than respect
occupied his heart, and still what deadly hatred
rtnkled there, eating into his very vitals-how
he loathed the sight of her who should have
been as a mother to him. And yet there was
no outward sign of this--the greatest deference
was at all times manifested toward her-if he
was seated when she entered, he always arose
to offer her a seat. lie had guarded his secret
well, for even Esther never suspected that he
had heard a word of the conversation between
her mother and herself. And Esther was hap
py beyond what she had ever deemed possible
in this life. Time wore on, and brought only
an increase of bliss. She was the most devoted
of wives. Years rolled their ceaseless roundsq,
and bright-eyed children were born to the hap
py pair--two sons and three daughters have
cemented the bonds of love more closely.
Mrs. Lee died in 1854, from a disease of the
heart. The event was very unexpected as she
of lralissbrook, the whole-souled, noble-minded,
high-toned man of five and thirty. What then
wras his surprise and delight to hear Esther
pledge herself to learn to lore him-to know
that she respected and esteemed him was more
than his most sanguino anticipation had led him
to expect, and now to know that she would
school herself to be every thing to him that he
could wish or desire, he could scarcely believe
his ears; and his happiness was so great that
the sensation at that moment was akin to pain.
And this was love ! The passion that makes
strong man so weak, and weak woman weaker
still; the passion that equalises the Prince with
the Peaxant, and raises th' lowly to the lofty
level of the great; the song of life; the music
of the soul; the heart's happiness.
After over-hearing the conversation above
recorded, Mr. Hasbrook did got enter the draw
ing-room of Mrs. Lee, as was his intention on
his arrival, but stole off on tip-toe, like some
guilty being, fearing discovery. le had a recret
to keep: Esther should never learn that he was
knowing to her high resolve; she should never
even mistru.t how intensely he hated and loathed
the'woman she called mother. He resolved in
his own mind that she should remain in igno
rance of what was imprinted as with a red hot
iron in his heart of hearts, there to remain until
the sea shall give up its dead, and the secrets
of all hearts shall be revealed.
The following evening he called on Esther
and told hero.without hesitation of his hopes
and fears, of his deep and overpowering love,
and of her image ever present to his minds eye.
" Tell me Ether," he said in conclusion, "do
you think you can make yourself contented and
happy as my wife ?"
Esther's reply was frankly spoken, and her
voice did not tremble as she said,
" Mr. Hasbrook, before I can give you Ap
answer, I must inform you as to the state of my
feelings towards you ; and, to speak candidly, I
am fearful that I do not love you as you deserve
to be loved by the one you would choose from
the world to be your partner for life. Then
ou.know you have wealth, whereas I am poor,
so tha:. Lam fearful I might be accused of mer
:enary motives; and furthermore, you know my
mother having no other child would expect to
make her home with me should I marry."
"I am willing to take you 'for better or
orse,' Esther. Wealth would be but super
luous with you-I love you the more because
-ou have it not ; 'and, as regards your mother,
est assured she shall be amply provided for. I
lo not wish to seperate you from your only
urviving parent, and shall be glad to have her
ook upon my house as her home for life. Now,
[aving I hope satisfied your scruples, I expect
ou in return to appoint a very early day for
"Oh ! I am not worthy of yony-indeed I am
'ot," and Esther burst into a passion of tears.
"B.lieve me, darling, you are distressing
ourself very 1unnecessarily. Iknow your heart
etter than you do yourself, and have no fetar
or the hfture. I am willing to trust my h:appi
ess to your keeping, and it shall be the study
f my life to render you happy in return. So
lount keep me in suspense-say at once that 1
nay speak to your mother on the subject, and
et us have matters settled without delay."
"H you are willing to put up with miy thou
and and one faults, and bear with miy muany
aconsistencies. I will consent to become your
vife, and I hope you many never regret the
~hoice youi have made."
Mr. Hlasbrook was not a demnonstrative imanm
-he dd not go down upon his knees to thank
asher for her afflumative answer-but he took
L,oth her little trembling hands in his and im
rinting a kiss upon the pnure white brow, saidl
'My own, while life lasts !"
Mrs. Lee was in her chamber, anxiously
witing her summons to the parlour, when
sther entered, "Weull, have you accepted him ?"
" Yes madam," was the reply.
" Does he wish to speak to me?"
"lie does," and the next moment Esther Lee
lay sobbing on her mother's bosom.
" There, that will do child, I wish to go down
nd speak to Mr. Hlasbrook. I declare you
hve quite rumpled my cap strings, and turned
ny collar awry. I cannot conceive how a child
f mine can possibly be as undignified as you
re at times. What a fright you have made
ne," and Mrs. Lee walked to the mirror with
he dignity of an Empress in anticipation of the
osition she would occupy in society when her
aughter should become Mrs. Hlasbrook.
The interview between Mrs. Lee and her fu
ure Son-in-law lasted only a few moments.
n returning to the room where she had left,
Esther," she exclaimed, "I have triumphed at
last. Now I will show the aristocracy of Boston
ho they have slighted. There arc the Whit
eys, the Bentons, and the Gregorys. PIl
teach them to hold their heads above me; and
there is that ugly little Mrs. Gracey actually
turned her head away wvhen she met me in the
street the other day, and Mrs. Livingston had the
impudence to tell me that she would like to
take me to ride sometimes, if it was not that
her carriage was always overloaded with her
husband's poor relatives ; and Mrs. Jenkins had
the audacity to bow to me from her carriage
window without even stopping to invite me to
take a seat with her, and she the only occupant.
But just wail, and see if I dent make H~asbrook
get a carriage that will outshine them all-and
P11 ride in it too, every day whether I wrant to
or not, just to sapw it. Why do you sit there
moping like a sick pigeon ? You ought to be
dancing for joy to think of the establishment
you will have, and the parties you will give, and
how those proud stuck-up Whitney girls will
envy you; and just to think of it, Constance
Benton, with all her wealth, could not win the
man that this day bent his knee to thank me
for my child. Ah! I always knew that we
should triumph in the end. Come,get ready to
go shopping with me. I anm going to Solomons',
the jneeer, to dispose of this ring, the only one
Father of all thinps. God of love,
Uear ice fron thy throne above,
And grant my bumble prayer!
I do not ask foi power and wealth,
For palaces and gold;
I do not wish for serfs and pelf,
Or grandeur when I'm old.
But give me wisdom from above,
And purity of mind;
Truth, self-denial, virtue, love,
And all that's good and kind.
That man may love his fellow man,
That knowledge may increase,
That charity with broadest span
May 'stablish us in peace.
And when my race Is almost run,
And dust to dust 's in view,
0, may I say, " Thy will be done !"
And hope and faith renew.
0, time is sweet when roses meet,
With spring's sweet breath around them,
And sweet the cost, when hearts are lost
If those we love have found them;
And -sweet the mind that still can find
A star in darkest weather,
But naught can be so sweet to see,
As old friends met together.
Those days of old, when youth was boll,
And time stole wings to speed it,
A nd you ne'er knew how fast time flew,
Or knowing, did not heed It;
Though grey each brow !hat meets us now.
For age brings wintry- weather,
Yet naught can be so sweet to see
As those old friends together.
The few long known whom years have ah";ni
With hearts that friendship blesses:
A hand to cheer, perhance a tear,
To sooth a friend's distresses;
Who helped and tried still side by hide,
A friend to face hand weather;
0, this may we yet joy to see,
And meet old friends together.
KING SOLOMON'S BLACKSMITH.
- iid ithtW6 to pass when.Solomon, the son
of David, had finished the Temple of Jerusalem,
that he called unto him the chief architects,
the head artificers, and cunning workers in sil
ver and gold, and in wood, ana in ivory, and
stene-yea, all who had aided ih rearing the
Temple of the Lord, and he said unto them:
"Sit ve down at. my table; [ have prepared
a, feast for all my chief workers, and cunning
artificers. Stretch forth your hand therefore,
and eat and drink, and be merry. 1, not the
laborer worthy of his hire ? Is not the skillful
artificer deserving of honor? Muzzlo not the
ox that treadeth out the corn."
And when Solomon and the chief workmen
were seated, and the fatness of the land and the
oil thereof were set uIn the table, there came
one who knocked loudly at the door, and forced
himself even into the festal chamber. Then
olomon, the King, was wroth, and said:
4 What manimer of man art thou?"
And the man answered and said:
' Whcn men .,ish to honor me, ti. call me
SEon of the Forge; but when they desire to
mock me. they call me blacksmith; &nd 'eeing
that the toil of working in tire covers mec with
sweat anmd snmut, the latter amue 0 King, is not
inapt, and, in truth, thy servant desires no bet
" Butt," said Solomon ; " why came you thus
rudely and unbidden to the feast, where none
save the chief workmen of the Temple are in
" Please ye, my lord. T came rudely," replied
the man ; " because thy 'servant obliged me to
force my way ; but I came not unbidden. Was
it not proclaimed that the chief workmen of the
Tepe were invited to dine with thme King of
Then he who carved the cherubim said:
" This fellow is no sculptor," and he who in
laid the roof with pure gold said : "Neither is
he a workman in fine metals"
And he who raised the walls said : "lHe is
not a cutter of stone."
And he who made the roof cried out : "lie
is not cumaing in cedar-wood ; neither knoweth
ie the mystery of uniting pieces of strange
timber together." -
Thea said Solomon, "What hast thou to say,
Son of the Forge, why I should not order thee
to be plucked by the beard, scourged, and
stoned to death with stones ?"
And when the son of the Forge heard this,
he wu in no sort dismayed, but advancing to
the table, snatched up and swallowed a cup of
wine, and said:
"O King, live forever! The chief men of
the workers in wood, and gold, and stone have
said that I am not of them, and they have said
truly. I anm their superior ; before they lived
was I created. I am their master, andl they
are all my servants." And he turned him round,
and said to the chief of the carvers in stone,
" Who made thme tools with which you carve ?
Anid he said: " The blacksmith."
And he said to the chief of the masons:
" Who made the chisels with which the stones
of the Temple were squared ?"
And he said : " The blacksmith."
And he said to the chief of the workers in
" Who made the tools with which you hewed
the trees on Lebanon, and formed them into
the pillars and roof of the Temple ?"
And he said: " The Blacksmith."
Then said he to the artificer in gold andl in
" Who makes your instruments, by wvhich
you work beautiful things for my lord, the
And he said: "Thme blacksmith."
" Enough~, enough, good fellow," said Solomon,
" thou hast proved that I invited thee, andl thou
art all-men's father in art. Go wash the smut
of the forge from thy face, and come and .sit at
ay right hand. The chiefs of my workmen
are but muen-thou art more."
So it happened at the feast of Solomon, and
blacksmith have been honored ever since.-Lon
A Western editor having published a long
leader on " Hogs," the rival paper in: the same
village upbraids him for obtruding his family
matters upon the-publiceI
To Dcsvaor Riva.-Cateh thenm one by omne
an fatten their hends in thme lemon sqnescer.
had always appearedg enjoy the most perfec
health until a few holrs previous *.o her death.
Her last words were,I shall be better pres
ently." How true tht "in the midst of life
we are in death"'
In the August of '#Mr. Hasbrook was taken
violently ill from.exposure to the sun. He had
left home at a very' y hour in the morning,
in company with' y ral other gentlemen, to
attend to the surveyigof some land he owned
about five miles west Boston. On their re
turn, when about t miles from home, the
carriage broke dow ad the occupants were
under the necessity walking the remainder
of the way, exposed the most intense hea't,
not having even an biella to protect them
from the sun's ray'* '.r. Hasbrook reached
home about 7 o'cl mplaining of a violent
pain in his head, ;v et in, which terminated
to the brain, and by o'clock he was delirous.
It was during his del in that he divulged the
secret lie had guarded carefully for more than
Esther was bathing is head'with iced water
when he asked her v' abruptly how she could
possibly. wear mourn" 'for such a fiend as her
mother,-" To think t she could advise you
to marry me and hae e afterwards, and sue
for a divorce, or po me, for what I know.
It strikes me as be very strange that you
should be the angel u 'are, having such 'a
"You are sick y, husband-you will be
better after a'while then all these strange
fancies will pass awah Try to sleep now,
dearest-you know t. Doctor said it was very
essential that you shol keep perfectly quiet."
In a few days the-.er passed off, and in less
than a week Mr. Habook was quite himself
again. The gentle ire pondered long and
deeply upon the strangerevelation her husband
had made during delisum, and finally one day
repeated it to him anduppored an explanation.
"Why, Esther, diuC' say that?" inquired
Mr. Hasbrook. -1
" Yes, Ira, you said' hose very words, and I
have been so miserabl*ver since."
" Well, darling, I will tell you all about it.
I did unintentionallylkerhear a conversation
that passed between Mig Lee and yourself, and
it has been a canker *emn at my heart's core
ever since. I did notAsh you to know it, and
still I have always feltiuiliy in keeping it a
secret from you. I ot tell you how far'
above all price you be&me -in my estimation.
from thatifime' n y iik won
sacrificed my life rather than have relinquished
you. Arid, dear Esther, from this time let
there be perfect confidence between us."
Mr. Iasbrook did not love his wife the less
for her mother's raults-and she loved him the
inore for I is kind forhearance toward one he
could not posibly respect.
They have now been married fifteen years and
if perfect happiness ever crowned the lot of
mortals, that happiness is'theirs.
This sketch, gentle reader, is no flight of fan
cv. Either Lee and myself were classnmatas
. writer in the. Wisconsin Chief asks the
significant qjestion- Whoever yet, ou seeing
a distillery, looked up and thanked God that it
existed; and that it was pouring ont its streams
of blessedness to cheer and i'efresh t 1e way
worn traveller ? And thenrepies-No ! human
nature is not so heaven-daring as to look up and
bless Goid for this. But the gushing fountamn
of pure, cool water, as it bubbles up, asks per
iissionm to bless-and the weary, t hirsty trav
eller, if ever his heart swelled with grateful
emotions, will send up a thanksgiving to Heaven
for a free, pure, cooliing draught from the bless
ed fountain. Did you, kind reader, ever make'
a complrison between a distillery and a spring
of pure cool water ? If not, just dlo it for one
moiment. Try to reglize -the blessings of the
one, and the curses of the other. The one was
founded by the Great Architect of the universe,
to everythiing within its reach,, both -ainmate
and inanimate. ]fow it beautifies and refreshes
vegetation! How pure and invigorating the
atmosphre around it ! And as it dances away
in the lit tle rill, singing as it goes, there is not
a man, woman, or child; there is not a beast,
bird, fish or insect ; there is not a tree, a shrub,
a flower, nor even a tiny blade, within its infln
ence, but what raises--unconsciously perhaps
blessings riclier far than the miser's well filled
coffers can purchase.
Can as much be said in favor of a distillery ?
A fountain of man's creating ? A man did I
say ? Can a true man, one of God's noblemen,
engage in such a work, now in this nineteenth
century, when the light of the temperance gos
pel is shining all around ? No, never ! A dis
tillery ! what is it? A fountain which sends
forth streams of liquid fire, that scar andl blast
all that comes in contact with them. The at
mosphere around it is a stench in the nostrils.
Its polluting influence is discernable everywhere.
And oh, the disease and sorrow, and death, that
emanate from this accursed fountain ! ~I wonder
if those engaged in this~ work of death ever
stop to think of the sighi and tears, the broken
hearts, wasted energie, and ruined minds they
are preparing. for th'ose, who sacrifice at this
dark and hideous altar? For, when such a
temple is erected, there is also an altar, on
which costly, precious sacrifices are laid. For
tunes, homes, reputations, buoyant hopes, lov
ing hearts, and even wives and children, are
some of the offerings which' smoke upon that
cruel altar ; not to appease an offended Deity,
but to call down God's vengeance on the man
who causes all these woes. Who then, on pas
sing one of these half-way houses on the road
to perdition, can look up and ask God's bless
ing upon it ? Ah ! who can do it ?-Spirit of
~SHORT TIME SvsTrcx.a-An Eastern editor,
speaking of the credit system, says there is a
merchant living near his .offiee, who insists oni
giving him credit for whatever he wants, and
frequently sends the boy to collect the bill bes
fore he gets home. This he calls credit on the
A farmer who had employed a green Emeral
der, ordered him to give the mule some corn in
the' ear. On his coming in, the farmer asked :
" Well, Pat, did you give the corn ?" " To be
sure I did." " How did you give it ?" " And
sure, as ypz tould me, 'in the ear.' " But how
much did vou give I" " Well, ye see, the cratgr
wouldn't honid still, and kept switchin' his ears
about so, I coaldn't get but about a flutfull in
1OUENT TO PRESTON SM50018.
W ; The New York Tribune says: " We are glad
, to see that common decency, and the sentiments
h of civilized society, are beginning to re-estab
lish their supremacy,- even in South Carolina.
d We judge so from the reported inscription on
u a monuipent about to be erected over the grave
g of Preston S. Brooks. Had that inscription
5 chimed in with the ideas proclaimed by so ma
nf ny public meetings some two years since, and,
e apparently at that time the almost unanimous
' sentiment of South Carolina, the murder6u as
ai sault upon Mr. Summer would have figured in
,IBrooks' epitaph as an act or singular merit and -
a glory. As it is, the monument, though it men
- tions his election to Congress, observes a dis
1f creet silence as to what he did there. It mere
ly mentions that he died at Washington-of
his actions there it says pothing. It does, in
i deed, speak of him as ever able, manly, just
f and heroic; but lapidary generalities of that
) sort are ngver understood to mean anything in
I particular. We conclude, therefore, that Brooks'
- friends are already beginning to look with so
t eret shame and regret upon the.conduct which,
while Brooks was alive, they so Iudly applaud
This New York traducer of the dead is mis
i taken. Preston S. Brooks, though dead, yet
lives in the memory of the people of Virginia,
as well as South Carolina-indeed, the sentire
South admires the noble and gifted Brooks, and
deeply laments his early and untimely end. It
is with pleasure that we hear a monument Is to
be erected to his memory; and Virginia, if .
mitted, (and we suggest the idea,) would glad
ly contribute a stone to mark her app ation
of the manly herdism of the gallant Brooks.
The "lapidary- generalities" that may 'adorn
that tomb will not require mention of the deed
in the Senate Chainber-that lives In the hearts
of true Southern men, of all parties; and there
it will remain, untarnished by time and unef
faced by events. We say, then, let the monu
ment rise, by the voluntary contributions of the -
entire South. And], since even death has not
silenced his enemies, and the sycopantic whine
of the caned hypocrite is daily seeking to bring
olium upon his memory, let those who approv
ed his deed, and admired the man, attest their
respect for his memory by contributing to the
" Brooks' friends" will never look "with se
cret shame and regret upon the conduct" of the
gallant Carolinian. No-they approved what
She did, while alive; they lament his death;
and will ever continue to approve his conduct
and revere his memory.-Richmond Enquirer.
From the Sonth Carolinian.
SEMATOR IIIOND'S TIEW.
Ma. EDITOR: The recent speech of this gen
tleman, at Beech Island, is a tnasterly perform
anite. Bold in tone, candid. in expression, wise
in couisel, eminently practical in suggestions,
it is destined to produce a profound impression
upon the pdblic mind. The conclusions to
which t speaker came, shoild,' therefdrerbe -
kept strictly in view,
1. He believes that the battle of the South
may be successfully fought in the Union-that
the South may by unanimity rule in the future
as in the past.
2. That a dissolution of the U nion per 8e is
not a desirable thing.
3. That there is at this time no significance
'in the distinction attempted to be drawn be
tween "National" and "State Rights" Demo
4. That the South pow stands redus in curia
before the world-that her peculiar institution
at this time occupies high and secure ground,
under the egis of the Government.
5. That cordial affiliation. with the true men
of the North is our policy and our duty-that
with them we should stand "shoulder to shoul
ti. That it is Southern policy to hav6 naught
to do with filibustoring schemes.
7. That the revival of the foreign slave trade
is a project of doubtful expediency, and alto
get-her visionary ald impracticable. i.
ANOTHER C-E 'Foa Cox~.r'ro.-Tho
French physicians are at present interested in
a new treatment for consumption, introduced
by Dr. J. F. Churchill, an American physician
in Paris. Dr. Churchill's theory of conmsumnp
lion is, that it isz owing to an undue wat or
anm insuflicient supjply of phosphorous in the
To supply thlis wanut ho administers the hypo
phosphatesi or lime andl soda, in doses of from
live to twenty graini. daily in a small quantity
of swetenmed water. lIn a paper by him before
the Acadiemuy of Medicine at Paris, he gave an
account of forty-one cases treatedl in this way
with success. 'lie insis.ts that the cure of con
sumption in the second and third stages (at a
period consequently when there can be no un
certaint -as to the nature of the disease) can be
obtaine in all cases by this treatment, except -
when the existing lesion of the lungs is of itself
sufficient to produce death. He also says that
these substances have not only a curative effect,
Ibut will, if used wherever there exists a sus
picion of the disease, prevent its development,
and thus act as a preservative with regard to
consumption, just as vaccination does with re
gard to small pox.
If every one of the prominent public men in~
the United States should be swept out of ex
istence to-morrow, they would not be missed a
year hence. There is obscure ability and learn
ing enough to fill the void instantly,, and the
stock of ability and learning Is increasing year
The packet ship Hlelvetia, when on her last
voyage, was spoken by a bark commanded by a
son of Germany. "Vot ship is dat?" asked
Hans through his hailing trumpet. The answer
came back, " the Hcl-ve-tia." " To h-I mit
y/ourself; tam your eyes," growled Hans in-re
sponse. The vessels parted, and each skipper
went on his way with a very flattering opinion
of each other's politeness..
JusvicE.--A poor man - in England sued a
wealthy knave for the seduction of his daughter.
.The suit failed by a nmol pros., through the neg
ligence of his solicitors-. The cost fell on the
plaintiff-three pounds eight shillings. H~e was
thrown into prisonm, where lie remained seven
An old Dutch tavern-keeper at the lower end
of the borough, had his third wife, and being
asked his views of matrimony, replied: "Vell,
den, you see, de first time 1 marries for love
dat was goot; den I marries for beauty-dat
was goot, too. apout as-goot as de first ; but dis
timie I marries for money-and dis is petter as
poth!'' Old Cooney took a practical view of
A M1oDE.5 young gentleman at a dinner party
put The following conundrum;- " Why are most
people who eat turkey -like babies ?" No reply.
,rhe modest man blushed, and would haive back
ed out, but finally gave the -reason: U Because
they are fond of the breast." Two middle-aged ,
ladies fainted, and the remains of the young
iman werearredat byth cooner.
THE LADIES AND ODD FELLOWSHIP.
The following is an extract from an addres
delivered in Washington, by Mr. W. if. Youn
at the celebration of the Order on the 15t
" And now a word or two to you, ladies, an
I have almost done. You are on our side; yo
will give us your sympathy ; and rour blessin
will rest upon our institutions. I kow it wil
for when did the cause of humanity appeal i
vai o your hearts? Ah, but you tell me w
are not permitted to participate in your pre
ceedings-true, my countrywomen, but yoi
i are largely participants in the benefits, mor
and pecuniary. of this Order. You are in al
esperial degree objects of its solicitude and ten
der care; we teach and enforce the lesson o
protecting and preserving you in your appro
priate sphere. * * * * *
" Mother, is not your heart glad within yot
that the son of your heart has united himsel
with this great brotherhood ; that friends ar
standing close around him, ready with wor
and deed to help him in his great early strug
gle with the trials and temptations of life; thal
with tens of thousands of true men he has re
corded his solemn pledge to be worthy of the
manhood on which you now so. proudly look
and which has cost you so many an anxiow
fear, so many a burning tear.
"Gentle wife, feel not aggrieved and angry
at us, that your husband stays out too late on
lodge nights, and will not reveal to 'you the
mysteries of the hidden areana; he's a bettei
husband for that he's an Odd Fellow-take my
word for it.. Keep him united with the order ;
encourage his efforts in its good works; listen
kindly when he tells you of the pleasant meet
ing with the brethren. His heart is all the lar
ger for his visit to the Lodge. ils love for you
and the dearer ones at home, is all the warmer
for the sympathy that has gone from him to
ward some brother in distress, or sorrowing
widow and her fatherless babes. You will feel
this, if he shall be taken from you, when your
tears shall be made less bitter; and your chil
dren shall be fed and made glad by the minis
tering hands of fraternal love.
" Fair young sister, upon whose fresh charms
the rosy blush of maidenhood sits like the
qiueen of beauty upon her throne of flowers, we
-rave thy loving smile, for thou too art ours in
holy hope. Behold! thy lover is with us, and
rejoice. The wisdom that we teach will make
him more worthy of thee, and bring him e'en
. .oner to thy feet in sueing tenderness; and
thou closer to his manly breast, in the hallowed
embrace of an unselfish love. * *
" Brothers, go forth to your work of love
and humanity, visit the sick, bury the dead,
relieve the distressed, and educate the father
less. Be in earnest, be in life, and your march
shall be onward, and the measure of your use
fulness no man can tell. And for your reward,
look to the grateful face your goodness hath
made glad-to the tears of sorrow turned into
drops of joy. Hark to the widow's blessing
that.goes swelling up from her heart to the
gate Of Paradise, to the young orphan's whis
pered prayer that is heard in Heaven, and in
your heart of hearts ye shall find h reward
richer than words can speak."
New Hampshire, at the'last session of the
Legislature, passed a Prohibitory Pedlar's law,
like the one in force in Maine, which cuts of!
merchants, manufacturers, mechanics, and far
miers, from other States, from selling any of
their manufactures or products in New Hamp
spire, even by sample.
The above law seems to be very rigid ; but
still the principle is eminently correct. Resi
dent mercia.nts in any town or city have to pay
a pretty heavy contribution to the support of
the State and'city in *hich they may do busi.
ness, yet itinerant merebants, pedlars and tray
elling agents manage to effect considerable sales
of goods, either by the delivery of the mer
chaudise itself; or sellingspecilied. quautities by
samples they carry with them. Ilere to-day
and away to-morrow, they escape any taxation
whatever. T'here is neither right nor justice
inm per-mitting such surreptitious traftic to thme
detriment of those who piay heavily towvards
the support of both city and State governments.
And in this connection we may remark, that
of all other commouditiL-s, knicks-knacks and
Yankee notions which stock the shelves of deal
ers and are supplied to Southern consumers,
there are none which are so justly entitled to
be taxed, and taxed heavily, as the patent
gnuack-medicinies with which the South is flood
ed. A nostrum, coating -perhmaps ten cents per
bottle, bedizzened and enveloped in showy
wrappers, is sold hre for a dlollar or twvo do1l
lars. This species of merchandi.se, we submit,
ought to be heavily taxed. A tax of Iiity or
one hundred per cent. could be easily pa;id by
the patentee, nor would the supply be dimin.
ished. We hope yet to see the Legislature
take this matter in hand and make these dele
terious compounds, so freely distributed among
our people, pay something towards the revenue
of the State.-Southern LGuardian.
BONAPARTE's Wousns.-Napoleon showed
mae the marks of two wofinds-one a very deep
cicatrice above the left knee, -which he said he
had received in his first campaign of Italy, and
it was of so serious a nature, that the surgeons
were in doubt whether it might not be ulti
mately necessary to amputate. He observed
that when he was wounded, it was always kept
a secret in order not to discourage the soldiers.
The other was on his tsie, and was received at
Eckmul. " At the seige of Acre," continued
he, "a shell thrown by Sidney Smith fell at my
feet. Two soldiers, who we-., close by, seized
and closely embraced me, one in ifron t and the
other on one side, and made a rampar t of their
bodies for me, against the effeiot of the shell,
which exploded and overwhelmed uF. with sand.
We sunk into the hole formed by bursting;
one of them was wounded. I made them both
officers. One has since lost a leg at Moscow,
and commanded at Vincennes when I left Paris
-when he was summoned by the Rassians; he
replied that as soon as they had ser~t him back
the leg lie had lost at Moscow he wc aId surren
der the fortress." " Many times iu. my life,"
continued he "have I been saved by soldiers
and officers throwing themselves before mae
when I was in the most imminert langer. Al
Arcola, when I was advancing Colonel Meuron,
my aid-de-camnp, threw himself before mc, cov
red me with his body, and received the wound
which was destined for me. Ie fal at my feet,
and his blood spouted up in my farce. He gave
his life to preserve mine. Neir yet I believe,
has there been such a devotion ahewn by sol
diers as mine have manifested fo r me. In all
my misfortunes never has the soldier, ever
when expiring, been wanting to me.--never hai
man been served more faithfully by his troops
With the last drop of blood gushing out of their
veins, they exclaimed, *"Vive l' Em)iereur"
An exchange tells of an editor wto went sol
diering and was chosen captain. One day al
parade, instead of giving .the order:, " Fron
tace, three paces forward, he exlaim d, " Cash
two dollars a ycar, in advance."
A For, is like -a cinnamon tree-f he bark
I worth, more than tho body.