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M. ?' /tlhirte^/ii? At. S A. M. " ft?Wfi<*ujrK w,. 1.80 P. M. -Arrive atYlsnlttWbia.ftU. 5.20 P. M. />/,\i/Freight. Leave Orongelnirj? at......10 A. M. Arrivoat Charbr/ilAn at. 0.10 P. M. I'p Freight. %LtavcOrn.?l?t;bnr^ i??.?.1:58 v- M "Arrive ot Columbia at....0.30 P. M. * mar 23 V. ;U 1 POETRY. "Give Mo Tlirco Grains of Coni, Mother."* lit Mit?, a. H, HUMOKn?Brooklyn. Adapted to the Present Suffering of Many in the South. The following vorne? were rendered by Rev. Dr. Berkley, of St. George's Church, in this city, (soya the St, Louis Republican) on the occasion of the de livering of his discourse in bchnlf of the destitute and starving in the 8outh. The reading of the sad lines produced a profound impression upon the au dience, nhd many applications havo been made for copies of the verses. As the surest way of gratify ing the wishes of those who desire to possess the poem, we publish it below. Give me three grains of corn, mother, Only three grains of corn, It wli! keep the little Ufc I have, Till the coming of the niorlt. I am dying of hunger and cold, mother, Dying of hunger and cold, And half tho agony of such a death, My lips have never told. D. has gnaw'd like a wolf at my heart, mother, A welf that is fierce for blood, AM the live-long day, and the night besides Onawing rbrlnck of fowl. I dreamed or bread in my sleep, mother, And the sight wns Heaven, to sec; J awoke with eager, famishing lip, fiu'-you had no bread for me. How eolliu I look to you, mother, How could T look to you For bread to give to your starving boy, When you are starving too? For I read the fumine in your cheek, And in your eyes so wild, And 1 felt it in your bony hand, Ah you laid it on your child. The North has lands and gold, mother, The North has lauds uud gold, While you are forced to your empty breast A skeleton babe to hol?!? A babe that is dying of want, mother, As I am dying now. With a ghastly look in its sunken eye, Aud famine upon its brow. Whit I have we poor ?nies done, mother, What have we poor ones done, That the world looks on and sees us starve, Perishing one by one? Do Christian men care not, mother, The great men and the high. For the sutlVring sons of the Southern land. Whether they live or die! There is many a brave heart, here, unit her, Dying of want and cold. While only across a few poor States, Are many that roll in gold. There are rich and great men there, mother, Wilh wondrous wealth to view, And the bread they fling to their dogs to-night, Would give me life and you. Come nearer to my aide, mother, Come nearer to my side, And hold mc fondly, as you held My sister when she died. Quick ! for I cannot see you, mother, My breath is almost gone. Mother ! dear mother, ere I die, Give me three grains of corn! ?The above words wefc tin) last request of a lad to his mother, as he was dying front starvation. She found thrOC grains in the corner of a pocket III !.'!* ragged Jacket, and gave them to him. It was all she had; tho whole fftHl.Hy w*orc perishing from fnwifr?, j] .. ?eaeaaagMBBB 1 ?> ?? SELECTED STOfiY. The Lottery Ticket. -:o: A SKETCH FOR ITAZARD-?EEKERS. -:n: 1?Y SYLVANUH COWB, JO. -:o: James Laiming was a mechanic?a young honest man, whose highest ambition was tu gain a comfortable homo tor himself aud wile, and to be thought well of by his neighbors. He had built himself a house, and there still remained upon it a mortgage of five hundred dollars, but this sum he hoped to pay in a very few years, if ho had only his health. Ho had cal culated exactly how long it would take, him to clear off this incumhruncc, and he went at work with his eyes open. One evening, .Inmos came homo to his sup per more thoughtful than usual. His young wife noticed hit" man nor, aud she inquired its cause. I "What is it James?" she kindly asked. "Why, I never saw you look so sober before." "Well, I'll toll you, Hannah," returned tho young man, with a slight hesitation in his man ner. "I havo been thinking 1 should buy a lottery ticket." Hannah Laiming did not answer immediate ly. She looked down and smoothed tho silken hair of her babe, which wns chirping Jikc. a little robin in hor arms, and the shades of her handsome features showed that she. wns taking lime to t,hiuk ??How .much will it co t '/" she at length naked, looking halt* timidly up into her hus band's face. "Twenty dollars," returned .Tallies, trying to assume a confidence which she did not feel. "And 'havo you made up your mind to buy it?" "WcJIj 1 think I shall. What do you think about it." "If Vtiu should ask my advice." James, 1 should say, do not buy it. "But why so r "For many reasons," returned the wife, in a trembling tone. She would not offend her bus band, and she shrank from giving him advice which he might not follow. "Tn tho first place, I think the whole scheme of lotteries is a bad one; and then you havo no money to risk.'' "But just look at the prizes." said James, drawing a "scheme" from his pocket. "Hero is one prize of twoutyvtlmu#uud dollars, anoth er of ten thousand, another of five thousand, und so on. .Something tolls me that if T buy a ticket I shall draw a largo prize. And then just think, Hannah, how easily 1 eonld pa)' all up for my hvusoj and perhaps have a good Jiand-oaic sum left." Tho young man ?;*?oke with much can!??t ucss and assurance, but ho saw that tlicrc was j a cloud upon his wife's brow. "It seems to mo t hat the chance of drawing a prize is very doubtful," said Hannah as she took the scheme. -Here are many thousand tickets to bo sold." The babe tried bard to snatch the paper, and Hiimiah laid it aside. "I think I shall run the risk," resumed James, glancing oueo more over the paper, and resting with a nervous longing upon the figiucs which represented the higher prizes. ? There's Barney, he drew eight bundled dollars about a year ago."' "Yes. I know it." said Hannah, with more warmth than she bad before manifested, -anil what has become of the money ? You know he has squandered it all away. And. James, money is ol no use to our happiness unless we conic honestly by it." "Uouestly repeated the young man. ??Surely, there is nothing dishonest in drawing a prize in a lottery." ??1 think there is" kindly, but emphatically roluVnceTthc wife. **A11 guinv> of ItaiuiH, where money is at stake, are dishonest. Were you to draw a prizouf twenty i housaud dollars you would each ; rob a thousand men of twenty dollars or at least, you would take from them money for which you return no equivalent. I* it not gambling in every sense of the word ?" "0, nnj you look upon the matter in too] strong a light." "J'crimps 1 do, but yet so it looks to me. What you draw, some otuvelse must loose ; and perhaps it liifly l?o some one who can afford the loss no belter than you can. Let us live on the producta of oilr honest gains, and wo -ball be happier." James Lanuing was uueaxy. He bad no answer for his wife's argument; at least, no answer that could spring from L.is moral con victions, aud he let the matter d\rop. But the young man could not drive tUe.?yrcn from his heart. All the next day his head was full of prizes, and while ho was at his work, he kept muttering over to himself, -'Twenty thousand dollars." --Ten thousand dollars," "Five thou sand dollars." and su on. Whcu he wollt Imme the next night, he was almost unhappy wit'* the nervous anxiety into which he had ii,;?wn himself. The tempter had grasped him firmly, ami whenever he thought of the lottery, be saw nothing hut piles of j^nld and silier. In short, .lames Lan ning had made up his mind that be would buy the ticket. He wont to the little box where he had already a hundred and twenty dollars laid up towards paying off the mortgage from his house. Tho look clicked with a startling sound, and when he throw back the cover, ho hesitated He looked at his wife, and saw that she was sau "O, 1'ffi sure I shall dr.iW a prize." In- said, with a faint, fading smile lie took four half-eagles from the box. and put them in his pocket. His wife .-aid noth ing. She. played with her babe to hide her sadness, for she did not wish to say more, on tho. subject. She had seen the little pile of gold accumulating, and both she and her hus band bad boon happy in anticipating the day when the pretty cottage would be ail their own. But when she. saw those four pieces of gold taken away from the store, she felt a fore shadowing id' evil. She might have spoken again against tho movement, but she saw that her husband was sorely tender on tho hubject, and she let tho affair jju tho baud* of fate. A week elapsod iVotu the time that James bought the ticket to t he drawing of the lottery, and during that time tho young man ha/1 not a moment of real enjoyment. He was /It or lull ing between hope and fear, and his mind vus constantly on the stretch. At length the day arrived. James went to the office, and found that tbe drawing bail I.ik - on place, and that, the list of prizes had been iinado out. He seized the li.st and turned away that those who stood around should not see his office. He read the list through, but searched for his number in vain. It was not there. Ho hud drawn a blank ? He loll the office an unhappy man. Those twenty dollars which ho had lost had been the savings of two months hard>labur, and lie felt their loss most keenly. When he went home that night, he told his wile that he had lost. She found no fault with him. She only kissed him, and told him the lesson was a good one, even though it had bceu dearly bought. rivi Hut James Laiming was not satisfied, he brooded over his loss with a bitter spirit, and nt length the thought enmo to hira that he might yet draw a prize ! He wished that he had not bought the first ticket, and he thought that if he could only get back his twenty dol lars he would buy no more; but he could not rest under his loss. He was determined to make one more trial, and he did so. This time he purchased the ticket without his wife's knowledge. The result was the same as be fore, lie drew a blank ! ?I-'orty dollars !" was a sentence that dwelt fearfully upon the young mechanic's lips. '-Oh, 1 must draw a prize. I must make up what I have lo."' ' Let me once do that, and I'll buy in, jitore tickets." Anothci Itfcmy dollars was taken from the little bank, another ticket Was &V.*'ht. another blank was drawn ! At the end of three month? tiie little bank was empty, and Jaines Laiming bad the last ticket in his pocket. Ah. how earnestly he prayed that the ticket might draw a prize. He had become pale and careworn, and his wife, poor, confiding soul, thought he only repined because he had lost twenty dollars. When she would try to cheer him he would laugh, and try to make the matter light. "flames," said his wife to him one day?it was the day before that on which the lottery was to be drawn in which he held the sixth ticket?"Mr. House has been hen; to-day after his semi-annual interest. 1 told him you would see him to-morrow." ??Yes. T will," said James, in a faint tone. Yes. to-morrow 1 shall pay him." Vouiig Laiming thought of the lottery and T?fHlil8pi?'b. Thi? wu* thi> sixth trial,-and he felt sure that he should draw. The morrow came when .lames Laiming re turned to his home at night he Was penniless ! All his golden visions had faded away, and he was left in darkness and misery. ?'James, have you paid .Mr. House his inter est yet ?" asked Hannah. The yoiUijr man leaned his head upon hit> hands and groaned aloud. ? Fur Heaven's sake ?lames, what has hap pened?" cried the startled wife springing to the side of her husband, and twining her arms :?L*iiit his neclc. The young man looked up with a haggard expression. His lips were bloodless, und his features were all stricken with a death-hue. '?What is it ? O, what '" murmured the wife. "Go look in our box?our little bank," groaned the poor man. Hannah hastened away, and when she re turned she bore the empty box in her hand. "Ilohhcd!" she gasped, as she sank tremb lingly at her husband's side. ? Yes, Hannah," whispered the husband, "\ ? I have robbed you." The stricken wlft' gazed upon her husband with a vacant look, lor at first she did not com prehend ; but she remembered his behavior for weeks back, she remembered how he had mur mured in his sleep of lotteries and tickets, of blanks and prizes, and gradually the truth broke in upon her. "I have done it all. Hannah," hoarsely whis pered tlur condemned man, when he saw that his wile had guessed the truth ' All has gone for lottery tickets. The Demon tempter lured ,,?.?ho held up glittering gold in his hand, but lie gave me none of it. O, do not chide mo? You know not what 1 have Buffered? what hours of agony I have passed?and you cannot know how cold is my heart, now. (.). my wile, would to God I had listened to you!" ? ??sh!" calmly whispered the faithful wife as she drew her hand across her husband's heated brow. ?Mourn not what is lost. I will not chide thee. It is hard thus for you to lose your scanty earnings, but there might be many calamities worse than that. Courage,?)anies; we will forget it." ??And Mr. House will for^osc the mortgage. You will l/c hi|ii/ch;o?>." murmured young Lau tung. II) Ijrokcn accent;,. ? No ; 1 will see him. 1 will See that all is safe in that quarter." added Hannah. At that moment the babe awoke, and the ?'0,11 tic mot her yyas called jo care for it. (Jm the i)CXj <|ay, al noun, Hannah Landing gave her husband a receipt for fifteen dollars from House. ??lien;." .still she -the inter.:! i= paid.? Now let US Iblgol all that has passed, and .cont inence again" "Hut how?what has paid this ?" asked J runes, gazing first upon the receipt, and then upon the wife. "Never mind." ?'Ay, but I must mind. Tell'me, Hannah." "Well, I have sold my gold watch. Sold it." "BtU) 1 can buy it back again. The man will riot part with it, if I'want it. But I don't James, till we are able. Perhaps I shall never want it. You must not chide me, for never did I derive one iota of the pleasure from its possession that I now feel in the result of its disposal." James Laiming clasped his wifetO hisbouom, and he murmured a prayer, and in that prayer there was a pledge. **** * * * * Two years passed away, aud during that time James Laiming lost not a single day from his work. He was as punctual as the sun, and the result was sure. It was late one .Saturday evening when he came home, after supper he drew a paper from, his pocket and laid it upon the table. "There. Hannah." said he. while a noble pride beamed in every feature, "that is my mortgage, I'vo pnid it?every cent. This bouse i.? ours?it is our own house. I've bought it with dollars, every one of which has been justly earned by the sweat of my brow. I urn happy now." Hannah Laiming saw that hcv husband had opened his arms, and slie sat down upon his shoulder. ??0 blessed moment !" she murmured. "Yes. it is a blessed moment," responded the husband. "Do you remember Hannah, the hour of bitterness that we saw two years a ijo f The wife shuddered, but she made no reply. "Ah" continued the young man. "I have never forgotten that bitter lesson ; and even now I tremble when I think how fatally I Was deceived by the tempter that has lured thou sands on to destruction." ??But its terror is lost in this happy mo ment," said Hannah, looking up with a smile. "Its terror may be lost," resumed James, '?but its lesson must never be forgotten. Ah, tho*htrmg lottery ticket has a dark side?a side which few see until they feel it." "And arc not all its sides dark?" softly asked the wife. "If there is any brightness about it. it is only the glare of the fatal ignis fatuus. which can only lead the wayward trav eller into danger and disquiet." ? You are right, my dear wife. You were right lit first. Ah," he continued, as be drew the faithful being more closely to his bosom, "if husbands would uftoncr obey the tender dictates of the loving wife, there would be far Jess of misery in the world than there is now." AGRICULTURAL, &C. The True System of Farming. Trying to do too much, is a common error into which the farmer often falls. His great eagerness in driving to be rich, is doubtless the cause of his error. He is ambitious and energetic, and forms his plans on a large scale, too often perhaps, without counting the cost. He buys a large farm and wants to be called a ' large farmer," without understanding or con sidering the true elements that constitute a real farmer, lie fancies the greatness of that profession, as is too often tho common estimate, to be in proportion to the number of acres, not to say cultivated, but embraced within the boundaries of his domain. The fact is now being spread abroad, that a largo farm docs not make a man either rich, contented or hap py, hut on the contrary, the reverse of all these, unless well tilled, when the labor is rewarded by ample crops and fair success in the various departments in which he is engaged. No far mer can realize the full benefits of his profes sion without adopting a thorough system of culture. His success, commensurate to his wishes, always depends upon the manner in which ho prepares his grounds, plants his seed, and roars his stock. Neither of these depart ments, which may be considered the cardinal ones of bis profession, will take eare of them selves. The soil may be rieh, but it needs culture. His seed may lie sown, but it should be in ?lue time, and always on soil well prepar ed and of a suitable quantity for the produc tion of the crop desired. His stock must be constantly eared for?it derives its thrift from the KQiJ. and bunds again to that soil the sus-1 tcnancc it requires; but this is not done in a1 loose haphazard w:?y-' '-The farmer's eare is required, and sail his bettor judgment must be exercised, in keeping up this system of recipro cal benefits that may be realized by every in telligent and industrious fanner. Thorough cultiyntio|i ami systematic atten tion to ajl parts of his business is indispensable to a good, degree of success. The very corner stones t,o t)ijs whole system of fanning, is to do what you do thoroughly; nature will not. bo cheated, aud never gives full returns to the half-way work, that in practised by vastly too. many calling themselves farmers,. lftlTc laud has worn, the extent of ttiat(exlihustion ami tlro1^ food required, must bo first considered. "When' . ascertained, the measures of these requirements must be given, to bring out full returns! ' if the farmer has but a small, stock, and consc-," qucntly but a small amount of manure to^ re plcnish his land, it.is y^yious that but a ,snnij|y farm can be supplied with it; ami good, j^dg-''1' racnt at once dictates that toy$ultiyato iy"^P*5q> ly a large farin, artificial fcrtiiiicrs BjP? J*b used if good crops are obtmne<L, Xml/KJ witl?*\ labor, two men cannot suitably, till ouch'uhayc^0 acres of land whero the iabor of two nicii and ' perhaps four might be profitably employed on seventy-five acres. This is the great error of farming. Two men strive to do what four can hardly do and thus thousands of acres are run over. 1mlf tilled ; and producing half crops. The land is rutiV over till.woru out, sustaining year after, . year the uuuatural tax, till its energies arc cViiircVy7' ' exhausted and it fails to.yield even a crop, because its life .is.'worn out. , Much of. the soil of Virginia and other Southern States is a type of this. Thousands of acres arc lying entirely useless and exhausted, and will ever remain so, till the first elements of its power are returned to it. This process is fast going on iu many of the Western States.,. TJic soil is treated like an inexhaustible mine; the til lers arc crying, give, give, give! till in a few ' years it will have nothing to give. Tlic boast" of the West is Iarirc farms and large fields of grain; plow, sow and reap, is the business' of the western farmers, drawing out the' very life of the soil, and sending away in the heavy exports that arc constantly going onward, win!- .. out returning to the soil the food it requires io make it productive. * ? I The light that is being spread abroad on this subject, is beginning to correct,this prac tice to some exioui, but iu most hntanccs very . ... little is returned to the soil to keop it alive, till after years of continual cropping, it mani fests signs of exhaustion, and ultimate barron ucss. When tillers of the soil understand their . true interest, they will cultivate no more land than they can do well. Fifty ucrci? of Und.for 1 tillage; brought to a high state of cultivation, pays better than one hundred run over in tho ? way that many do.?Jfjt'crsun Fuimijr. 1 "i.ii.' HUMOROUS. > - -!-? Sleeping Equality. ? ? ' ..I jo. When we were in Alabama last month wc were told by one of the parties named, the fol lowing story, which is published iu the Enter prise (Miss.) Shir : The Rev. Mr. Tallcy i form erly of the Montgomery Conference of tho Methodist Episcopal Church, South, who is a ' weak vessel," has been bought up by the emissaries of the Northern Methodist Church..1 In the ignorant zeal of a new convert, who, of course, wished to render some service for his money, he went iuto the Summcrficld District, over which Dr. A. II. Mitchell presides, Mid began tin- propagation of the perfect equality 1 doctriiK! among tho colored people. This equali ty ho carried beyond Itci/oiui, and, as the legiti mate result, was lionized by the negroes. An old gentleman of tho white persuasion^ residing in the neighborhood where this mis sionary of equality was laboring, saw proper .' to doubt Mr. Talley's sincerity, and told a fane vorite boy?an old-time house and btnly-aer-. -' vant, who had imbibed great confidence.in Mr. Tal ley as a sincere equality man?that ho bad . as well keop his money?if he intended to giro ( Mr. Tallcy auy?until he could te*t his sinceri ty. A now idea struck Jack. Mr. Tallcy wan to stay all night at Jack's master's. When he retired to bed, Jack accompanied the n ?erend turncoat to his room and held him in long con version on the equality doctrine, until Mr. Tal lcy was fully committed to it, and thoroughly sleepy, ho took off his coat ready lor bed ; so, did .lack. Hoots came noxt; so did Jack'?. Talley's pants oft'; Jack's ditto. ''Look hero, Jack, what are you up to?" quotlv Mr, Tal ley. "Nuffin 'tall, sir. Ecs going to bo 'down to* soiuefin. dot's all," replied Jack. "What's that you ar*o going to bo 'down to ?' " saith his reverence. "Woll, I'so going to bed wid yon. dot's till dcre is alvout it. I is jes as good as you is. ar cordln' to the Lord's gospel by yon. nml 1 is tired of sleeping wid myself in tie shuc^-pon. so I is gwino to sleep wid you in master',; luul." said Jack. Mr. Tallcy took a deliberate, indignant sur vey of Jack from head to foot, slowly put on his clothes, went to the stabhi, bridled ami .Had-' died his horse, ami loft that jjk a raddor aw4 a wiser man. I Eaui.Y IllSINO.?An editor says that. The girls of Counectieut, who are remarkable for their industry, drink a pint of ycn'?t hefVmi I going to bed at night, in order to nre early in the morning."