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From the Waverley Magazine.
A MUSICAL INIDENT.
BY WM. 3. REDFIELD.
It was Christmas week in Augusta. Dull,
rainy, chilly, disagreeable weather. Even Broad
Street, which during the annual holiday season
is crowded with the merry sons and daughterA
of Africa, was deserted and still. .At the
"Planters," (everybody knows the- PJanters
House,) several of us from Yankee land had
gathered together around a blazing wood fire
and were talking together of our f$ends " far
awa," and were relating to one another inci.
dents of our early days. It was a dreary night
-such a one as made one draw closer to the
glowing.coals and to enjoy social companionship.
Some one has said, " desolation and storm with
out makes cheerfulness within," and surely in
this case it proved a trite remark.
We were seated in the reception room of the
"Plantera"-a cheerful, pleasant room,-and
although the storm-wind sounded drearily
enough without, we were joyous and gay within.
Robbins, le maitre de'hote, came in at ten o'clock
with a steaming bowl of egg-nog, to which we
paid our devoirs accordingly. This egg-nog is
one of those " peculiar institutions" pertaining
to the South, and as Christmas comes but once
a year, high and low, rich and poor, must have
a bowl of this fivorite beverage. As the Gear
gia negro says,
"Egg-uog an' Simmon Beer,
Christmas comes but once a year."
Twelve o'clock came. One by one our party
had broken, until only my friend George H
was left. We sat by the grate finishing our
cigars, and were about to go up to our rooms,
when a soft, sweet strain of music came floating
through the long hall, apparently from the la
dies parlor-it was- a minor measure from one
of Bethovens a symphonie!e. Mournfully sweet
it floated through that passage-way, mingling
with the subdued wailings of the storm with
such beauty and power that it seemed unearthly0
We listened again, and could distinguish quick,
brilliant variations sounding soltly and sweetly
from the piano in the ladies' parlor. Who could
it be who was so delighting our sen'es with
music 7 There was no lady performer like this
in the house, there had been no fres arrivals;
an'd although Strakosh and his troupe were ex
pedted, we knew they could not have come, for
the cars on the several roads leading out froim
Augusta were all in. Who was this musician ?
Again the sweet music vibrated through the
passage. We hurried to the ladies' parlor. The
gas was turned off; and by a flickering light
given by the dying embers, we observed the
piano open, but the musician had gone. We
made enquiries from Robbings, from the ser
vants, and from all the guests in the house, but
to no purpose. The only clue we could get to
the myAtery, was, that a blind boy with V1rTi!
had arrived in the nine o'clock train fron the
South, and it might le him; but it was hardly
probable, as he had desired to be shown direct
to his room, as he was anxious to get rest. Who
or what was this unknown musician was a mys
tery. For another hour we remained at the
fireside, but no more music was heard, and we
departed to our rooms for the night.
The next morning was bright and clear. In
the morning papers were notices of Strakosk
Troupe, who were to give a concert that night
at one of the city ball<. The well-known mu
sical ability of this musical troupe caused a
great demand for tickets, and before night the
tickets were all sold. The noon train brought
the artste, and considerable excitement reigned
in the "Planters" during the remainder of the
While quietly eating my dinner, I had a
chance to observe my neighbors. At the head
of the table sat Maurice Strakosh, the pianist,
with his cheerful smile and good-natured race,
while to the left of him sat bladame Patti Stra
kosh and Parodi. On the right sat the jolly
Amodio, (tbe habitues of the Academy of Mu
sic remember him in his laughing solo,) and
next to him Ia petite Cora DeWilhorst, with
Squires the tenore for her attendant. Scarcely
were these seated, before a servant entered,
leading a young man of about 22 or 23 years
of age, plainly dressed, but perfectly blind. Hlis
was a quizzical face, and it only wanted tthe eye
to give it a proper expiression. lie appeared to
be of nervo.us tempelIrament. IIe was pleasant
spokcn, and singularly odd, and his remiarks
brought forth much amusement. ie confined
his conversationi exclusively to the servant, and
occasionally would step and listen when Stra
kosh was talking. I felt an interest in him I
could not account for, and I was determined to
find out s.oething inore about him.
IHaving finished my dinner, I strolled up
Broad Street on business, which occupied my
time until about five o'clock, and I concluded I
would return to the hotel and get ready to go
to the concert, which was to commence at seven
o'clock- At the hotel I met George-, who
told me he wished I would go into the parlor as
he had a surprise for me. Fearing it was to
meet some ladies, I declined ; but upon his as
surance that there were no ladies in the parlor,
I assented. Going through the hall I heard
the same sweet music I had heard the night be
fe, and upon entering the room I saw the blind
boy at the piano. This, then, was the strange
tausician we had heard the previous night. Seat
ig ourselves on the sofa we istened with do
lighted ears. It was nearly dlark--the gas had
not bieen lighted.
On a lounge opposite the piano was a gentle.
nanm and lady. The gentleman was Mr. B-g
..-a distinguished llu.sici:,n, and formnerly
leader of the once famed Germnania blusical
Sciety I the lady was his wife. T1he blind
pinsunaware that any one save Me, Dl-u.
i'nd his ladly were pesenit, kep~t at the histru
ienit, and gave to us sonie (31 the sweet rmtsicatl
gems tram, the operas, occaonally vatrying thenm
inith airs from Yon Weber auud B~eeni.h and
Churus accomnpainitents fromt H aydn's Masses.
such rapidity of action-such electric touches
-such vibrations--such chords anud trills I
never beifore samw or heard i even U-- was as
tOnished, anud involuntarily drew nearer to the
piano. We gave him simple Scotch airs, such
as " Annie Laurie," " Coming through the Rye,"
anud '-Jnaie's on the stormuy -sa, and his rn
dering these pieces with the imanmed varna
ations were wonderful, startling, thrilling ! Over
an hour we reintied in the room, though we
did not, could not note any time, save ins/ru
mental time, and the striking of the gong for
supiper dispersed us unwillingly.
Who and what was this blind boy ? Ihis
name was M'Carthy. lie was forumerly a
.scholar at the Perkins Institution for the Blind,
in Boston. Ie had been a wanderer since he
had left that school. ie had been in Germany
and Prusa, had learned music by raised notes;
but lhe became tired of cotfiniut himself to in
structioins, anid consequently followed his genius
and his umaginatilon. ie had, from his own
story, heard all the celebrated vocal and i.,tru
mental performers ot the age, except Strakushi,
andl he was bound to hear him. This was. all
of his history we could glean, save that he had
hopret-e was an orphan-and his oten
tm bainess was tuning pianos, Ie had no
home, a his exertion and the sympathy of
the publigve him a living. As an orphan our
feelings were still more strongly enlisted in him,
and we fqiid he soon became a general favorite,
tho' he vi plain and unobtrusive.
Seven clock came and we went to the con
cert. Bebre we arrived, though we went ear
ly, everyfeat was filled with the beauty and
fashion ofAugusta. On the front seat we saw
our frien the blind boy, and his companion,
Mr. B_ and at once felt a strange friendship
for Mr. for his kind compliment in bring.
ing him tenjoy his favorite amusement and
Strsko*'ceme forward, and pleasantly bow
ing to thUtudience, seated himself at the piano,
and comainced "1 Home, Sweet Home," with
variations. It was executed finely and drew
forth lodspplause. The blind boy was in ec
stacies. Tough the rich voice of Parodi, the
sweet toN of de Wilhorst, and the ludicrous
notes of odo were loudly applauded and en
cored, ye ey had but little effect *ith him;
but the .a nent Strakosch seated himself at
the instrument, he was all attention, and yet
you couldiiee the animated gesticulation ex
press itsel and the flush of pleasure lighfup
that vacaiface. The concert was a success,
and we algeturne: home delighted-none mot e
so than o*rbliud friend.
It was tin o'clock. The concert had been
over aboutan hour, and we repaired to the par
lor of the Planters," where we found Mr. and
Mrs. B-jand the blind Loy. The Strakosh
troupe weie to leave that nignt, for Savannah,
at twelve &lock. George and myself entered
the parlornI'ietiy, and seated ourselves on the
sofa near ti piano. We made a singn to B
not to let the blind boy know we were in the
room. Stikosh, Madam Strakosh, De Wil
horst and quires, were walking in the hall,
awaiting t*ir supper, which was not quite
read?' Aat once, without being asked, Mc
Carthy stack up "Sounds from Home," im
provising %ariationa.- Such execution I never
beard. Sdakosh and Do Wilhorst came and
stood by &e door-way. It was pleasing to
watch theobeautiful expression which fitted
acress the pat musician's face. Gradually he
drew near the instrument, while we made a
motion for im to keep still and not speak, lest
the blind b*y would suspect, and stop playing.
From "Solds from Ioine" followed choice
selections f* "Trovatore," " Don Glovanni,"
and selectiop from " Lits," and " Henri Herz."
Hi stoppel a moment, and hardly giving time
to his hea to recover their surprise, co:n
inenced pl ing the concerted piece, "Hluioe
Sweet Jfn " adding his own, with Strakosh's
variations, Ltying Strakosh's composition with
perfect acciPcy, which elicited the wonder of
all. Oe ar another, Madam Parodi, Mad
ane Strakoih, Mile. De Wilhorst, Squires and
Signor Anllio came in, and quietly seated
themselves und, but the blind boy was the
bright star this nusical constellation. Stra
kosh alone by the performer, watching his
and in his anxiety to
get neare he in ..rument, broke down the
chair whicile was seated on, thus disturbing
the delicioi* mu-ical reverie. The blind bay
stopped, a1,'aid, "Mr. B--., who is in the
room-tit deen as if the room was full of ,e
Mr. Bdgdid not answer, but Strakosh did,
in his broken English. Grasping him by the
hand, whii i tear of sympathy trickled down
his cheekhe said:
"My dar sir, you be von great genius. Your
music be 9: sweet. It gives 'Ie pleasure to
hear. Yoei music is better as mine. You be
von great genius. Mv namiae is Strakosh, and
we all be ter mooch 'please.
The aiiuncemient staggered the wits of the
boy. That he had played before Strakosb, and
received liaise front him, filled him with sur
prise. IIe.rose from tlie piano, covered with
confusion,'jet apparently pleased with having
won such praise from the great piaist. We
could get him to play no nore that evening,
although the whole troupe repeatedly urged him.
At the requeztof the company present.trakosh
seated himself at the piano, while Miss B-,
a fair Carolinian, accompanied him in a beauti
ful air fra:e " Linda di Chamounix," Strakosh
playing the accompaniment. A song from
Madam Do Wilhorst followed, which was sweet
ly rendered in her soft and musical voice, and
the evening's entertainment closed.
Wi'.h a pleasant good-night to all, and a spe
ial farewell of thaniks to the blind boy, the
pera troupe departed, having given to us a
uiet and pleasant musical treat, far more heart
felt than ia the crowded hall, where the influi
mee of fashion was more fully developed than
the influence of music.
Early the next morning the blind boy was
missing, but we found that lie had gone to spend
Christma with a ho-pitiable planter of South
Carolina. The best wishes of our hearts went
I havelistened to the glorious music of Ihaydn
and Momrt; both here and in foreigrn lands ; I
have ristenedl to the three greatest of living
piaists,Herz, Thalberg and Gottschalk, (and
[ must niot omit Strakosch ;) I have heard the
most celebrated pima doanas of Italy, France
and Germany ; I have listened with wrapt at
tention to the kolos' of the most celebrated in
strumental perormers in the wot Id-but I have
never hesnt such soul-touching music-such
wild, improvi.-ed melody as came from the rich
and delicate touch and execution of M'Carthy,
the blind piaist, as he played unknowingly be
fore Straltoich at the "IPlanter's [hotel" on the
evening of Wednesday, the 2 of December,
Btce Iovz Le1-rER.-We extraect the follow
ing frot a late number of tho Canton (Miss.)
Citzc. It Is worth reading :
My Tear To'illie: 1'at ish de milshfortune vst
hash peen make you stay so long in dei koun
tree'? I'tinks you ishi peen .tay away moi're
lon as yu shout peen, and tena you ish gonte,
I never hash p sen sleepitn in de tilte,. nor im de
day timues nzodder, pecauise I purns mit sich ima
pashions for .youre komea pack agen. I not has
peen foirget youre generosity atit gootness, Vat
promsh 'hen ypou komes pack dat I ant you
lahl peo pecome vife ant huspant, hot dtjyne
togedder, add I ish peen tmkin preparashens
dat all ting mite be toneo tiretdy ven you ish
get home. -1 hls bait me a niue kote ant a
zdbacket., and stlioekens ant preeches, mit von
line pare uit.shooes. mit puckles ant sthrings.
Mine kteish a lit tlo coluare spheckled udt tark
spt a' pack, ant :ny sthockens
it vite,a i~ ntit. plue stbripes up ant toun
like youre pety kute vat is red ant creen, ant
tny shackel.h4 bore vite ash bootermnilk. At
I hash petin*poken for van shase or vagon vat
vill go mit n liorse, so dat yen ye ish mnarried
e eau&i ridlebote alltogedder in de vagont vot
vont borshegill pull alng. I sent' you py' das
hoportunk~y von parc of plue garters, vot ish
prwn ant red, ant de.-e I begs you yill vare for
mine shake, ant tink 'pont me every dimes vein
you puts deani off, ant ven dey houmes oni agn,
ant I vill tinik 'pon you always unitoud tefalka
shun order negleganice, atit vent youre komes
pack I 'ill peen apout kissen youre sweete
peauiful fake, vat I nefer can help loven tmore
petter ad nyelf, vile I ish peen a liffen man.
I ish retinmft youro luvia front alyrays mitout
.i. p.. H AS,
"NO CROSS, NO CROWN."
If all my path through life should be
Without a thorn, without a care,
If flowers ever strewed the way,
If sorrow never entered there,
If all was tranquil, quiet, smoothe,
If happiness reigned without alloy,
If strife and discord never came,
If all was one continuous joy,
I should be tempted to forget
The band that kindly all bestoired;
Forget to thank the God who gave,
Forget the source from whence it flowed.
I should be tempted to forget
Myself a sinful worm to be,
That I a moment could not stand,
Unless sustained, my Lord, by thee.
'Tis best that sorrow's cloak should fall,
At times, around us while we're here;
It will but make the joy more great
When with the Saviour .we appear.
Let me not grieve if trials come;
Or, if the world upon me frown;
If I have never borne the cross,
How can I hope to wear the crown. c. s.
THE BOY WHO WAS SPOILED BY HIS MAMMIA.
Limby Lumpy was the only son of his mam
ma. His father was called the "pavior's assist
ant;" for he was so large and heavy, that when
he used to walk through the streets, the men
who were ramming the stones down with a
large wooden rammnuer, would say, "Please to
walk oter the stones, sir," and then the men
would get a rest.
Limby made a rare to-do when he was a lii
tie baby. But he never was a liule baby-he
was always a big baby; nay, he was a big baby
to the day of his death. " Baby Dig," his mam
ma used to call hun; he was "a noble baby,"
said his aunt; he was "a sweet baby," said old
Mrs. Toinkius, the nurse; he was a "dear baby,"
said his papa-and so he was for he cost a good
deal; he was a "darling baby," said his aupt by
the mother's side; "there never was such a fine
child,"said everybody before the parente. When
they were at another place, they called him "a
great, ugly, fat thing.'
So Liiby grew bigger and bigger every day,
till at last lie could scarcely draw his breath,
and was very ill. So his mother sent for three
apothecaries and two physicians, who looked at
him-told his mamma there were no hopes;
the poor child was dying of over-feeding. The
physicians, however, prescribtd for him a dose
His mamma attempted to give him the cas.
tor-oil; but Limby, although he liked cordial
and pap, and sweet bread, and oysters, and
other things nicely dished up, had no fancy for
castor-oil, and struggled, and kicked, and fought
every time his nurse or mamma attempted to
give it to him.
"Limaby, my darling boy," said his mamma,
"my sweet cherub, iy only deare4t, lo take its
oily poily-there's a ducky deary-and it shall
ride in a coachy." "Oh 0 the dear baby;" said
the nurse, "take it for iiursey. it will take it
for nursey-that it will."
The nurse bad got the oil in asilver medicine
spoon, so contrived that if you could get it into
tue child's mouth, the medicine must go down.
Limpy, however, took care that no spoon should
go into his mouth; and when the nurse tried
the experiment, flr the nineteenth time, he
gave a plunge and a kick, and snt the spoon
up to the ceilig, knocked off nurse'sspectacles,
upet the table on which all the bottles and
glasses were. an'l camie down whack on the floor.
His mother picked' him ip, claspe.l him to
her breast, awl almost, smothered him with
kisses.-'Oh ! my dear boy," said she, "it shan't
take the nasty oil-it won't take it, the darling;
naughty nurse, to hurt baby! It shall not take
the nasty physic !" and then she kissed him
Poor Limby, although only two years old,
knew what he was at. H~e was trying to get
the mastery of his mamma; he felt he had gain
ed his point, and gave another kick and a squall,
and at the same time planted a. blow on his
mother's eye. "Dear little creature," said she,
"he is in a state of hig~h convulsions and fever;
ho will never recover. .
IBut Limby did recover, and ill a few days was
running about the house, and the master of it;
there was nobody to be considered, nobody to
be consulted, nobody to he attended, to, but
Limuby grew up big and strong; he had every
thing his own way. Oue day, when he was at
dinner with his father aind mother, perched up
on a double chair, with his silver knife and fork,
and silver mug to drink from, he amused him
self by playingr drum on his plate with the mugr.
"Don't make that noise, Limnby, my dear,"
said his father. "Dear little 1amb," said hisi
mother, "let him amuse himself. Limby have
some pudding' "No, Limby no pudding
drum ! drum ! drum !"
A piece of pudding was, however, put on
Limby's plate; but he kept on drumming as be
fore. At last he drummed the bottom of the
mug into the soft pudding, to which it stuck,
and by which means it was scattered all over
"Limuby, my darling I" said his mother; and
the servant was called to wipe Limhy's mug,
and piek tile pudding from the floor. Limby
would net have hIs mug wiped, and floundered
about, and uns"et the cruet-stand and the wui.
tard on the table clothl.
Limaby now Sat stIll, mneditating what to do
nexjt, lie was not huiigry, having been stull'ed
with a large pe'em of phai-cake about an hour
before dhmmer; but lie yrante.l sonmething tu do,
and could not sit stIll.
P'res.ently a sadldle of mutton was brought on
the tablo. Whaen Limnby saw this, he set up a
crow of delight, "~Linmby ride," said he, "Limnby
ride," and rose up) ini his chair, as if to reach the
"Yes, my ducky, it shall have somie mutton,"
said his mamma ; anid immediately gave him a
slice; cut up into small pieces. That wee not
it. Limiby pushed that on the floor, and cried
out, "Limby on meat I Limby ride on meat !"
Ihis mammna could not think'what he meant,
-At last, however, his father recollected that
ho had been in the habit of giving him a ride
occasiomnlly, fhrst on foot, sometimes on the
scroll end of the sofa, at other times on the top
of the easy-chair. Onace. heput him on a dog,
and more than once on the horse's saddle; in
short he had b.een in the h'.bit of percing himi
on various things; and now, Liimby, hearinig this
was a saddle oif mutton, w'anted to take a ride
"Leimbhy on-Limby r'de on bone," said the
child, in a whimper. "D~id you ever haer :" said
the father. "What an extraordinary child !"
said the mnother, "how dever, too, to know it was
like a saddle-the little dear ! No, no, Liimby;
grease frock, Limby." But Limnby cared nioth
ing about a grea~sy fu-ck; not he-he was used
enough to thai; and ther-eforo roared out more
lustily than ever forn ride on the mutton.
"IDid you ever kiow such a child? Wh&t a
dear, dotermineod ipirit! He is a child of an
j ,--manlO mind, said his mother. "Limby.
dear, Limby, dear, silence silence!" Thetruth
was Limby made such a roaring that neither
father nor mother could get their dinner, and
scarcely knew whether they were eating beef
"It is impossible to let bim ride on the mut
ton," said his father; ' quite impowsible!" "Well,
but, you might just put him astride the dish;
just to satisfy him; you can take care his legs or
clothes do not go into the gravy." "Anything
for a quiet life," said the father. "What doew
Limby want? Limby ride !" "Limbyon bone!
Li mby ride on meat!" "Shalli put him across?"
said Mr. Lumpy. "Just for ope moment," said
his mamma; "it won't hurt the mutton."
'The father rose and took timby from his chair,
and, with the greatest caution, held his son's
legs astride, so that they might hang on either
side of the dish without touching it, "just to
satisfy him," as he said, "that they might dine in
quiet," and was about to withdraw him from it
immediately. But Limbywas not to be cheat
ed in that way; he wished tofil the saddle under
him, and accordingly forced himself down upon
it; but, feeling it rather warmer than agreeable,
started, and lost his balance, and fell down
among the the dishes soused in melted butter,
cauliflower and gravy-floundering, and kicking,
and streaming, to the danger of glasses, dishes,
and everything else on thetable.
"My child ! my child!" said his mamma; "oh!
save my child!" she snatched him up, and press
ed his greasy garments close to the body of her
best silk gown. Neither. father nor mother
wanted any more dinner after that. As to Lim
by, he was frisky afterwards as if nothing had
happened; and about an hour from the time of
this disaster cried for his dinner.
Why is it that the " Tom.boy" has always
been considered a name of reproach, and that
as a class it is one forever persecuted and bera
ted ? Simply because it has become a custom
with us to consider that there is no develop
ment for the young but the mental-that our
daughters do not need beaut1fyifors, but only
"loves" of dresses-that Jesia, or Jennie, or
Hallie must not be childre1, but tiny women
just mamma in duodecimo.. This Is a mistake.
At this day, when our young men want so sadly
what is tersely termed " backbone," when our
young women want stamina, when, as a people,
we need physical strength,.there is a " reform"
upon this snbject very much needed also.
I would have iiothers remember that their
daughters' lungs are no better adapted to bear
without injury the putrid air of close and hea.
ted rooms than is the breathing apparatus of
their sons. I would have 1hem. remember that
if physical education be lwtricted, enfeebled
health, and a purposeless, aimless life, are not
calculated to bring out thel genius and build up
the reputation of thuir sops; neither are they
to be depended on to do thii for their daughters.
[ would have them encourgi' their little girls
to exercise, effort, industr , and e so as
t) give them the h4 'i, igor, activity, and
power to expand intota glorious womanhood;
in a word, I. would that they be encouraged to
become real buna ifde flesh and blood "Ton
O sidea of a " Tom-boy" does not necessari
ly include rudeness, uncouth manners, or " out
landish ways" generally-by no means. The
" Tum-boy" is an eager, earnest, iipulaive,
bright-e)e d, ghd-hearted, kind-souled specimen
of the genusfeineix. If her laugh is a little
too fregineut, and her tone a trifle too emphatic,
we are willing to overlook these for the sake of
the true life and exulting vitality to which they
are the "escape-valves ;" and indeed we rather
like the high presure nature, which must close
ulf its superfluous " steam" in such ebullitions.
The glancing eye, the glowing cheek, the fresh,
balny breath, the lithe and graceful play of the
limbs, tell a tale of healthy and vigorous phyi
cal development which is nature's best beauty.
f he soul and the mini will be developed also
in due time, and we shall have befori us a wo
man, in the highest sense of the teim.
The "Tom-boy" is beautiful in her way
she is wise also in a way peculiarly her own.
She can ride a horse without bridle or saddle,
a la Joan d'Arc, can tell you what the spade,
shovel, and hoe are made for: she knows where
the first blue violets grow, anid where the wild
strawberries ri pen. She cant describe to you
the diffurent fish that haunt the favorite " branch"
for she's caught the "silver-shiners" many a
time; can inform you when the young brood
in the bird's nest will be readly to fly, for that
household is under her especial protection ; and
her native countenance is full of the visionsi of
the weather-seer, as she explains to~ you that
" it ia certain to rain to-morrow," for the " pink
eyed] pimipernel" has closed, and there is a deep
sigh from the south among the trees.
When the " Tom-boy" has sprung up to health
ful and vigorous womanhood she will be ready
to take hold of the duties of life, to become a
worker in the great system of humanity. She
will not sit down to sigh over the " work given
her to do," to simper nonsense, languish in ena
nuzi, or fall sick at heart-.but she will ever be
able to take up her burden of duty. In her
track there will be sound philoophy, in her
thoughts boldness and originality, in her heart
heaven's own purity, and the "world will be
better that she has lived in it." That beautiful
idea, so well expressed by Longfellow, " Life is
real, life is earnest," will be the soul
of all her actions; the will early realize that
woman, the world's great verb. wasn created not
merely " to be," but " to do," and too often
alas l to suffer" also, Ilut to this, her illotted
task, she will bring heatlh, vigor, energy, and
spirits, and these will give her both thme power""
amid the endurance, without which her lifu musit
be, In wine respects atleast, a failure,
Would that everybtidy ould learn to lovc
and appreciate that Uceautifial eiibvdiment of
freshness, grace, sIncer-ity, simpicity, and na
tune, the " Tum-boy !"~
A GOOD 05E.--Ourlng the recent session of
our Legislature, a propostition was undler discus
sion to change the time of meeting of that body,
from November to October. Among other ob
jections was one so supremely ridiculous, that
it is worthy of notice: It was so sickly in
October, that no one from the mountains would
be willing to come here at that season ! A
friend at our elbow says, that the member must
have been as hard run for an objection, as was
the little boy for not obeying his father. as re
lated in the following anecdote. A deep snow
was on the ground. Bob was scated in the
chumney corner, and the fire not burning freely,
the old man said: " Bob, can't you go out andi
rustle up a few chips?" " No, indeed," quoth
Bob, " while I am rustling up chips, T might
rustle up a thundering big snake !" The dan
ger from snakes under the snow, is equally as
probably g story, as Raleigh beiuig sickly at any
tune.-Spirit of tLe Ago.
Es- The origin of Pennsylvania is thus
given by an old epigrammatist:
Penn refused to take his hat off
Before the King, andi rhereforo mat ofr
Satne other country to light pat on
W~here he might worship with his hat on !
53" What is the difference between a good
soldier and a fashionable lady? Ans.--One faces
the powder. and the other powdoa the fle. .
A STRONG ARiUIMNT.
MR. EDITOR :-I know not when my feelings
were more intensely aroused upon the subject
of temperance, than they were a few days since,
in listening to the simple narative of a good
man, related by the minister upon our circuit.
He said, he had recently called upon a good
brother, in the last stages of consumption; sit
ting by the fire and spitting his life away with
that troublesome disease. Said he, " Brother
L., you are very low; and -suppose the good
Lord calls you home, what are your prospects
of future happiness ?" " A h !" said he, " brother
P., I am expecting to die soon. 1 know not
what hour I may have to go. I have no fears
as to the future. All seems bright, and I am
sure I shall go home to Heaven, I am sorry to
leave my poor little ones without a father to
watch over them, but God our heavenly Father,
will take care of them."
"I have" said the dying man, " been review
ing my past life, and there is but one thing that
is connected with the past, which now troubles
me-I once deal in liquor; and though I was
then ignorant of its evil, and abandoned it as
soon as I found it was wrong to deal in it, yet
when I think that I may meet some poor wid
ow or orphan at the Judgment seat, made so
by the liquor I made and sold, my heart is trou
bled within me."
What an evidence this, of the great wrong in
dealing in the article! Well was it for our
good brother, (for we know him well, and know
him only to love him) that he saw the wrong
and repented. Many a dealer only seens his
wrong when he is entering the gates of death,
and then it is too late to remedy the evil.
I would to God all dealers in the accursed
traffic, would see its evils.-Exchange.
Dowx AND u.-In the year 1849, a young
man, who was rich and engaged in a lucrative
business in Cincinnati, became enamored of a
beautiful and amiable girl-the daughter, by the
way, of wealthy parents-and after a brief
courtship, married her. Ie loved her dearly.
She loved him dearly. A fortune of happiness
seemed in store for them; but evil days came,
and- after a brief and violent struggle with for
tune, the young man became bankrupt. He
was left without a dollar, but not without a
hope. The gold mines in California were open
to the adventurous and the industrious. He
would leave his beautiful wife and seek its glit
tering shores, where he would remain until his
fallen fortunes were revived. The resolution
once taken was soon executed. He came to
California but the cloud still hung over him.
lie was active, enterprising and persevering;
yet, while others around him were gathering
the golden harvest in abundance, his every. pro
ject failed. - For eight years he continued thus.
le became sick, weary and disheartened, but
his pride would not allow him to write home
for assistance. He was at last reduced to sell
newspapers upon the streets for a living.
A few weeks ago he was at Folsozn street
wharf, upon tho arrival of the-naaisteamer,-and,
among the passengers who caine ashore, he
ecmght a glimpse of a richly dre s..d lady, whon
the thought he knew. lie fulloweti her to a
hotel, got a fair view, and recojnized her as his
wife whom he had not seen for eight years. lie
was poorly dressod, but his affection conquered
his pride, and he immediately made himself
known to her. The recognition was followed
by a beautiful erbibition of unabated and un
faltering love. The lady's parents had died,
leaving her an heiress of great wealth. She had
not heard of her husband for eight years, and
fearing for his safety, %he resolved, to visit this
State, nd makelinquiries fur herself. The lady
lcoed her converation with her husband by
putting her arms about his neck, and saylng,
"Now dear George, we can go home and be
happy, as we used to be." They did go home
un the steamer which left here last Monday.
'This story is strictly true.- Californi.ps aper.
TURmING OU'.-It is iwell known that in the
" north couutries," that is any where in the neigh
hood of the Canada lines, the snow frequently
Ahs' in mid-winter, until it rises to a level with
the top rails of the fences along shore. At such
times the traveled track is quite considerably
ap to be just about the width necessary for one
sleigh to pass abreast-and nj miore. As a
necessary consequence when two teams meet,
their owners get very warm, in the coldest
weather, upon the question of Curning out into
the emubankmnents, to render a passage practica
'le. Mighat often omakes right on such occasions,
and bullying goes a great way without obstrue
One cold daiy as we recollect-being told of it
-a couple of drivers found themselves face to
face in a spot where a single team conld only
"rub and go."' Iothi were sturddy athletic fel
lows, but one had the advantage of possessiing
a countenance which expressed the utmost de
terminration, and thme most ferocious courage. A
war of words soon began, but the fierce lookinmg
individual cut it short by exclaiming in a voice
" Look here, you bloody scoundrel r It's no
use talkin'-and if you don't turn outandi let ine
go by, I'll servo you jusLtits I[ served a fellow two
miles back, anr JeLLrriea1"
The other chap, thinmking it useless to resist,
quietly tumbled his sleigh into the snow bank,
and sul'ered the bully to pass. After he had
done so, however, he ventured to inouire of the
man of fierce aspect, "how he had' served the
other fellow, about two miles hack I"
" Oh I" said the chap, in a delightfully cool
snanner, "the truth is, that~ he wouldna'& un out
fur me, and I turned Qet jbr kiun"
Ongssa va, CaYNOY Silo'T-Thwe Afto1
anunition that we bmye heard of lately was
ittud by.thme celebirated dowtuod,,re Usoe, ol' thme
M.,mev'diamn Navy, whum, whoii, In an engaer
uenit With Admirail hirown, of the Buenos Ay rea
tervc, liied every abiot ihs~na his lokers
'What shall we do, sir?" askedi his 1irst lieu
tenant; "we've inot a .,ingle shot aboard--round,
grape, canmaster, and double beaded are all
" Powder gone, eh ?" aked Coe.
" No, sir, got Iot~s of that."
" We had a confounded bard cheese-a sounad
Dutch one-desert at dinner to-day-donm't you
remember it ?" said Oe.
"I ought to; I broke the carving knife in
trying to cut it."
" Are there any more on board ?"~
" About twvo dozen or so-we took 'em from
" Will they go into thme eighteen pounders ?"
" By ginger, Commodore, but that's the idea,
I'll try them," cried the first luff. -
And in a fewa minutes thme hiro of old Santa
Mari.m, (Cou's ship) which had ceased entirely,
w.is re-opened, and Admiral Brown found tmere
"shot" lirinig over his head. Directly one of
them struck his nmininast, and, as it did so,
shattered anid flew in every dire#' ion.
" What is that the enemy is hr .ag ?" asked
Mr. Brownm; but nobody could tell.
Directly another one eatme in through a port,
andl killed two men who stood near him, then
striking the bulwarks, burst into flinters.
" By Jove ! that is two much, this is some
new fangled Paixhana or other-I don't like 'em
at all ?" cried Brown; and then, as four or ive
moro of them came slap through his sai!, he
ave the order, "Aill way." and actually backod
out of the filght, receiving a parting broadside of
This is an actual fact; our informant we the
first lieutenant of Coe's ship.'
r"" A ruffian shot at me last night," said
a penurious gentleman, "and my life was saved
by the ball's strikingasilver dollarin Inypocket."
" hoever takes true aim at your heart is
very certain to hit a dollar," said one who knew
);N' The family of Mr. Terradell of Yard
leyville, N. J., six in number, were all poisoned
recently by eating grated poke-root which had
been dug up and prepared for use along with
horse-radish. By timely remedies they were
saved from an untimely death.
L3" Many of the rich inhabitants of Mexico
are migrating to this country, where their fami
lies and money will be safe from banditti, and
hundreds of others would be glad to come if
they could remove their wealth hither.
Z,|' An editor of Indiana was attacked by
a man for some personal grievance. The editor
"To avoid injuring him, and prevent hisinjur
ing us, we got oat of the way."
E1 Foote expressed the belief that a cer
tain miser would take the beam out of- his own
eye if he knew ho could sell the timber.
Eg| Why is a conundrum like a monkey ?
Because it is far-fetched, and full of nonsenser
What is that which no man wants, which if
any man has he would not part with for untold
wealth I A bald head.
ZE|" Horne Tooke, characterized the House
of Commons as a mass of dirt and corruption.
To escape punishment for this libel, he was re
quired, upon bonded knee, to beg pardon of the
Hourse. Upon brushing the dust from the knees
of his breeches, he said, "Iis a dirty House,
though I" This caused a laugh from all those
Z-MARRIAoE oF Miss Misor.-The Pa.
rig correspondent of the Boston Traveler, under
date of February 10th, says:
Miss Mason, daughter of the American Min
ister here, has mairied Mr. Anderson, the son
of a wealthy iron master of. Norfolk, Va.
Z " The L'nn News says, that if we have
a war with England the ladies will fight, because
of late years they have been accustomed to
Z| What difference is there between a
fool and a looking-glass. Ans.-One speaks
without reflecting and the other reflects with
36r An Irish soldier, who was boasting of
his great courage, was asked why he ran away
in battle. ."Faith," ays Pat, "Ame heart is
bowld as a ,lion-so it is; but I happened to
have a pair of cowardly let'4, which always run
away wid me body, whin I'd be after the inimy,
bad luck to them !'
BAINs.-An American sloop of-war had put
Into at English port, and the first lieutenant
went ashor to reconnoitre. Ii the course of
his travels, he entered a tavern where a num
er of rirkisl oilicers were caronsing. They at
once recognized the lieutenant's nationality by
his dress, and resolved to amuse themselyes by
"Weil, comrade," says one, "you belong to
the United States, I see."
"Right," wa.s the answer.
"Now what would you do to a man who
sbould say that your navy did not contain an
olicer fit for a gunboat?" continued the Eng
"I would blow his brains out !" returned our
lieutenant, with great coolness.
There was silence among her majesty's ser
ants for a moment; but finally, one of them,
more muddled than the rest, maniged to stain
"W--well, 'Yank,' I say it !"~
The American walked to his side, and replied,
"It is lucky for you, shipmate, that you have
o birains to bloo OILd fP
Struck by the dignity of the answer, the of
fender at once apologized, and our hero invited
tjoin the mess.
Tim~ Cu:Aarry or Sercrccn.-Can a higher
:ompliment be paid to a man than to say he
speaks ill of no" one ? And is any mian better
spoken of by all than he who never opens hiii
mouth to the detriment of his fellow-creatures ?
And do~es any one in the long run live more
happily than lie? The charity of speech tiur
passes that of ahnsogivii; the latter, even if it
be the widow's mite is rewarded by the feeling
the donor experiences, but the latter waits for
ts reward. The impul~e that prompts one to
look kindly upon his brother's sins oif omission
or comnmi'uion, oven while hiving, as he would if
ie were dead-.that prompts to suppress all
mention of the evil within him:, and readily to
aknowledge his good traits-to speak of man
with the same dL.cacy as of woman-to remem
ber that there is no existing creature without
sonic redeeming trait--this impulse is one of
the noblest that actuates the mind and dwells
within the heart. We never knew one who has a
kind word for the faults of another, without
mental conviction that lie would be the Airst to
lund him a helping hand,
In somne parit4 of Marylandl the corn, growa .0
short thait thei farmerg have to get down on their
Iuces to pull it. Several years ago, Mr, Courwin;,
la, comlpanly with a frletnd, WgaS paan trn
he~ mosrt sterle r,- qhn of thet we.4terI: ghuvu,
-eng a mn on fit knees in a iltienot the
roa,;dj thu.y' accosted himn, andii ingni~iredl *hnt het
was doinpr lIe :answered that he wasw pulling
corn. " Ahi, 1 see," sid Mr. Cortin in a tonie
of' apoloLgetic conmmiserationi, "you must be vet'y
poor inideed." " Not so very poor as von mgijht
inagine," replied the faruief; rising to his feet,
ad surveying the slhott group around him ; "1I
don't own all this la,.d."
San Acc:emr.-We deeply lament the oc
urrence of an accident, near Winnsboro, which
bereaved Mr. and Mrs. W. R. Robertson of their
youngest son, Edward, about eight years of age.
We learn that he.and the neztcldlerson were play
hing with a gun in the house, which happened to
bc loaided. Little Ediward had placed the muz
le in his mouth, to ascertain whether it was
loaded, while his brother was attempting to
raise the hamm':er. In the attempt, it slipped
from his fingers and fied the gun, causing ins'tan
taeous death to the little victim. H~e was a
reiarkably hanid.*,mie and interesting child, and
the universal favor which he attracted, will en
list for his parents, ol w~hom he was the young
est and pet child, the most cordial sympathies.
If a eat, rat or mouse dies about the house,
nd sends forth an offensive gas, place some dis
solved copperas in a cup or jar anywhere within
selling distance," and the cure is sure. A
stock of any goods which were nearly spoiled
by a "skunk" under the store, has been cleaned
nd restored by simply sprinkhing dissolved cop
pras about thie fi~r
For the AaVOrUer.
P30R . .
Does the earth contain one epirlt,
Bound despondent In the ds,--.
On the midnight of whose vision
Beams no star of hopsor trU't.
Let that soul but pause and ponder
On the works the past bath done I
And an earnest, bright snd glorious,
For the future shall be won
Toiling In this earthly vineyard,
Many hands have found a place;
so me have gained the mountain's summit;
Some are still around its base.
Bat "Progress"-atirring watehawor4;
Cheers them onward to its height;
Can'st thoukpanse and play the laggard,
With Its glories-fall in sight? -
Who can tell what bound or barrier
To improvement, Heaven designed?
Who shall dare to Ax the limits
To the onward marsh of mind?
None but He who into befag
Called the unfathomed human soul;
He, for whom the hymn of progress -
Through eternity shall roll.
SL. 0o IL
Prom the Constitutionalist 9tl Inst.
DEATH OF TIE POSTRISTER RENRAL.
We were started, yesterday afternoon, by the
receipt of a telegraphic dispatch announcing the
death of the Hon. Aaron V. Biown, of Ten
nessee, the Postmster General of the United
States; although we were prepared for this sad
intelligence, by tie announcements of his critical
illness, for several days past. He died in Wash
ington City, of pneumonia, at 4l1f past nine
o'clock, yesterday morning.
Aaron V. Brown was, with the exception of
General Cass, the oldest member of the Cabi
net, having been born on the 15tir of August,
18%, in the county of Brunswick, Virginia, Ils
father, whilst a mino.r, pisted-ad a private
soldier In the Rovolutionar. artiy-ad partlei
pated in all the sufferings and trigplis-off the
memorable Jersey campaign of 1777 and 1776.
At the close of his term of ervice, be returned to
the county of Brunswick, where beresided until
1813, when he removed to the county of Giles,
in Tennessee. There he w joInd in the (e
lowing year by his son, the lte mPoatiaster
General, who had just graduated at Qhaie Sill,
with the highest honors of a largeclass, of which
Senator Mangum and Gov. Manly, of North
Carolina, were members. Having completed
his college course, he commenced im sediately
to prepare himself for admission to the bar, and
and with this purpose enteyed the lay office of
the late Judge Trimble, of Nashvill,,early in
1815. After his admimsion to the bar, he prac
ticed s ,fession in Nashville fli/Vhort time, -
hi sewumd at oncsan e -
practice, which he continued to enjoy (a part of
the time in connection with James K. Polk,)
until his first election to Congress. He aas first
elected to the State legislature in 1821, wher..
he served six or eight teris, an4 first elected
to Congress in 1829, where he coUtined until
the coinnenceient of Mr. Pulk's admitisatration.
During the period of his CJongressionaf service,
[Gov. Brown took-an active part in the proceed.
igs of the House, of which he was a meniber,
upon all important questions, and inthe last
Congress, in which he served, was ChaTrnan of
the Cominittee on Territories, and rep6rted the
first bill which was ever offered for the organi
zation of the Territory of Oregon. In March,
1845, when President Polk went into oflico, he
retired from Congress, and, as he hoped, froum
public life; but before he reached home, received
intelligence of his nomination by the Domocra'ic
State convention as a candidate for Governor.
After some hesitation, he accepted the nomina
tion, and was 'elected by a small majoriiy, al.
though the State in the preceeding year had
voted against Mr. Polk, the Democratic Tennes
ee nominee fur the Presideney. In a cointest
br re-election to the Gubernatorial office he
was defeated, and subsequently wa<, in 1848, an
Elector for the State at'large upon the-Demo
ratic ticket; in 1850, a delegate to the Nashville
onvention, (concurinig In the re olutions pass
d by that body, but dissenting froip, and pro
esting against, the anddresses whichP it issued,)
ad in 1852, a delegate to the National Demo
ratic Convention at Bakltpore, and chairman
f the committee, by which. the platform was
reported upon which Mr. Prce was elected.
In his lung pulblic service, to whaiclf wt have
riefly referred, Guy. Brown won fur hirdse'lia
ational reputation for ability, industry, and in
tegrity, and wvas espeially distinguished for his
ntexible adherence, at all times, and on all
uetions, to the doctrines of the State igthts
party. When, therefore, Mr.: Buchanks desig
atod him as oiie of. his Cabinet officdrs, the
selection was approved by the country and by
the party; and in the last two years, has been
anply vindicated by the energy and ititelligene
eith which he has administered the affairs of
the Post Office Department.
Sir Cuan;.us NAqPIERoN THE DISTURBED Stars
OF EUaoPE.-Sir Charles Napier has addre*s.d a
letter to the Earl of Derby, in which hie says:
In the present disturbed state of Europe, is It
rirt, is it safe, that France with an army of
500,000 men, should have the command of the
channel? Wi--ween Brest andl Cherbiourq t
are 13 or 14 sail ofthe line, (the. half' of 4Sher.
bur,) either manned , r rea.1 to lp malined
nd France hei the men4l ar madbilhg a fleel
whch we barc not ,inid 4115 may brilig tht:C:eV
od the TIotilu' ilet to dSi etbourg lhysmll lbut we
ai binigg the crew of isltg Me'Imt.*atin~t ileet4
-. l'oetsmounth lhv faila iln'tt thee' eire'utn
shdnts I .sfoigly fedd1ittmeitd fotlfs~ td
al o~n the Comnimismsiun tar nmnnirj .the l aqj
to ,nahe. their repor't1 and Ituordef dur firt reigrvd
to be meinrned and the second reserte'.to be prq'
paed. Muntalembert told us we had no friend
ia Europe, and what combinations ,thay take
place in. the spring we do not know; anld we
ought not to forget that Russia has a large fleet
in the Baltic always manned, and 'thely are dot
far from our eastern coast. Do not forget, naj
lord, that Napoleon I., formned an arm of 11e.
serve at Dijon, and was across the Alp before
Autria was aware of it. Napoleon . IT. may
cross the Channel beforeo we kncw what we are
ig ANm Irish dragoon, on hearing .sis wid
wed mother had married since he quitted Ire
land, exclaimed : " Murther, I hope she won't
have a son oulder than me, if she does I shall
lose the estate."
& fa bill now before Ohio Legislature
passes that body, we shall have no mhote Ohio
Conressmen elected by negro votes, The bill
provdesthat judges of elections shall jt #11
tes of persona of African descent, ta
any such person voting shall be punisbed.
prisonment. Persons advising nogroes tb evity
are also subject to a penalty.
p If there is any person to whom-yoot feel
dislike, that Is the person of whosm yqesgMS
movrt pin nk