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THE PlililiYSIiTJRO .lOUKNAL: BY S. CLARK. "Agriculture, Commerce, Manufactures" 1 $1.50 In Advance. VOL. 2. PERRYSBURG, WOOD COUNTY, OHIO, SATURDAY, MAY 13, 1854. NO. 10. From the Barnwell (S. C.) Sentinel. Richest Correspondence of the Season. 157 BROADWAY, NEW YORK, March 16, 1854. Dear Sir : Your name has been proposed as u suitable one to occupy a place in our " Portraits and Memoirs of Eminent Amer icans" now living, of which several vol umes have been alread published. This ureut work has been received everywhere, and contains many of the first names in the country. For further information of its general scope and plan, I beg to refer you to a circular herewith sent. Our portraits are engraved on steel, by the first artists, so that the likenesses are true and life-like rep resentations of the originals, possessing greater value to the subjects and their friends than the mast costly painting. You are respectfully solicited to occupy a place in the pages o( this work. Should vuur consent afford us the opportunity of thus giviug to the world a true and perma nent record of your life and features, please send me your likeness (a good daguerreotype f the same size as our portraits is best,) so that it may be handed over to our engravers. I'lyase cause to be sent to me also a me moir of vourself, or such facts as will enable me to prepare it ; and 1 will not forget to y-ay that the facts for the sketch should be lu'lly und accurately given. I hope you vi ill send both the daguerreo type and memoir at your earliest con venience, as we have a volume in progress, and wish to avoid delay. Hoping to hear 1 am truly, JOHN LIVINGSTON. C. F. TOBIN, Esq. Dear Sir : The above communication reached me last week, and, in replication, I beg leave to stale that if 1 have ever done anything worthy of the immortality your magazine is likely to confer upon me, 1 am not conscious of it. However, as true merit is always modest, it may be to that virtue that I owe my ignorance ; at all events, (and 1 urn anxious that all the world at large it,) I have not sought lame, As Alexander should know but fame has souaht me Smith the poet would say : - Fame 1 Fame ! next grandest work to God '." In takinii a retrospect to my early days, I can discover nothing worthy of record, un less it be the stealing of a few watermelons atfxhool, for which I was beaten with many stripes, or the riding of a few quarter races for which 1 received an occasional and soli tary ginger cake, or adventures of similar import. At 17 I Tan away from my venerable oid guardian, the Rev. Hansford I)ade Duncan, (long life to him) and vamosed to the great lar west, where I flourished for a short time, and a short time only ; and upon returning, I lost all my money upon a game vulgarly called " poker," (of which, of course, you know nothing) upon one of the boats of the Alabama river. This was about the time the Ben. Franklin bursted, and killed so many ; and had I not been standing so near the stern of the vessel, you would never have liorl the opportunity of handing my name, lac-simile, character, and adventures, down to 85i eager posterity in the columns of your justly celebrated magazine. I returned to my own, my native land, fundless, and perhaps somewhat seedy in appearance, and ran for fust lieutenant in a distinguished militia company, but was un fortunately beaten by the loss of one vote, by uiy worthy competitor. In the year of our Lord 1849, my illustri ous friend, Thomas D. Condy, gave me the office of assistant deputy United States marshal, for the district of Barnwell ; and while taking census, I killed one horse and another ran away and broke my buggy, upon which occasion I. rode my horse bareback fourteen miles in forty minutes, of which fact, Col. B. II. Brown is a living witness. After I had concluded this herculean un dertaking, a man calling himself " C. Frank Powell,'' wrote me from Washington, that, if I would forward a certain amount of money to him, he would prosecute my claims for an increase of pay sufficient to cover these immense disasters; but I do grieve to say that from the time I sent the money, I have not heard a word from the aforesaid and never-to-be-forgotten C. Frank Powell, he probably having gone to parts unknown. However, I still entertain strong hopps of seeing his distinguished name and facsimile in your widely circulated maga zine. Last year I ran for tax collector in this im portant township.and was beaten so badly by a base combination, of which I was wholly unconscious until a few minutes before the closing of the polls, that I have not since hardly recovered my equanimity. As a salvo, however, to this disaster, and just at this crisis, my distinguished but benighted friend, the Hon. James Campbell, Postmas ter General, gave me the post office at this place, the duties of which I may, without vanity say, I hare discharged to the complete and entire satislaction ot tne whole commu nity. Mv friends, anxious to secure me the dis tinguished honor you have so politely tender ed, and, as a reward for my various and ar duous services, are now busily engaged in raising a subscription for the purpose of defraying the expenses attendant upon this momentous affair. I allude to the engraving of my portrait. They have already appoint ed a committee, to secure the services of a competent artist for the all absorbing occa sion, and as soon as the picture is complete I will forward it to your address. Permit me to express the hope that you will delay the publication of the next number of your magazine until it makes its advent. 1 avail myself of this opportunity to as sure you of the distinguished consideration with which I remain, dear sir, your grateful C. F. TOBIN, Postmaster at Barnwell H., S. C. JOHN 157 New York. The Traveler's Story. A partv of travelers were seated around a blazing fire, in a tavern upon the Allegheny mountains. The coach had broken down, and perforce we were detained until the next morning. We had finished a substantial Virginia supper, and each one, with his feet on the fender, and a cigar in his mouth ru minating upon the storm without, and the warm cosy comfort within. Each one in his turn told a story or related an anecdote ; and at last the joke came round to a hollow cheeked individual, who, until then, had remained silent. " Gentlemen," said he, fixing a piercing gray eye upon one of the company a Span iard who uninvited had drawn his chair up to the fire, " some ten years ago I came near being murdered in this very house." At this moment the Spaniard got up and was going out of the room, when the narra tor arose and locking the only door in the room, took the Spaniard by the arm, and leading him to an old picture surmounted by the English coat of arms, in gilt work, ran his finger along the motto : lloni soit qui mnl y pense," said, displavinc at the same time the butt end of a large pistol " Evil tp him who evil thinks." The Spaniard smiled, and said he did not feel well, but the stranger swore that no man should leave the room until he had finished the story. Requesting us not to be amazed at his conduct, he proceeded: " Some years ago, (said he,) I was travel ing over these mountains on horseback, and I stopped at this very house. The landlord was extremely obsequious in attending to my comfort, and after supper he requested me to loin him in a bottle ot wine. JNoth ing loath, I consented, and before midnight; fouf empty bottles stood on the table end, and he was acquainted with all my busi ness. "I very imprudently remarked in the course of my conversation, that I had a very large sum of money in my valise, and he politely informed me that he would take care of it till morning. Although some what intoxicated, I did not approve of leav ing it in his charge, and I took my valise in my hand, and retired to bed. After I had undressed, I placed my pistols under my pillow, and carefully, as I thought, examined the room. I had laid myself down, and sunk into a fitful sleep. "I suppose it must have been two hours after when 1 awoke, and collecting my scat tered senses, I endeavored to think what I had been about. " Suddenly I detected a noise under my bed. What was my horror when I observed a small piece of carpet, stretched along my bedside, move, as though something was under it. A cold prespiration started from every pore ; but, thank God ! I had presence of mind enough to prepare for the worst. Grasping a pistol in mv right hand, and hiding it under the bedclothes, I feigned to be fast asleep. " In an instant afterwards I saw a trap door which had been concealed by a carpet, cautiously lifted up, and beheld my landlord with a dark lantern in his hand, directing his glittering eyes toward me. Still I moved not ; but as he turned his back to put his lantern on the floor, I fired and " You killed him, did you ?" shrieked the Spaniard, almost lumping from his feet. " Silence, till I have finished it ! " said the stranger, and again he touched the end of his weapon. " The instant that 1 fired the villain fell. I started up, and merely put ting my overcoat on, snatched up the lan tern that he had dropped, and crept cau tiously down, with my valise in my hand to the stable. It was a bright moonlight night, and I soon saddled my horse. I galloped ten miles, when 1 met a party ot wagoners, and in their company 1 returned to the house : but despite our rigid search, not even as much as the villains body could be found. But if I can once put my hand upon him, if he costs my life, he shall die the dog's death." The stranger arose and caught the Span iard by the throat. Tearing open his shirt collar, he showed the mark ot the wound on his neck. We need not say any more. Three weeks after that, Joseph Gomez was hanged in the city of Cumberland, upon his own confession of having murdered no less than five travelers in that very room. Col. Benton. Many good things are said of this veteran statesman. On the last night of the protracted session of 1848, du ring the debate upon the Oregon territorial bill, some misunderstanding occurred be tween the Col. and Judge Butler of South Carolina. The Judge had made a remark, reflecting on the honor of Old Bullion, who, with the agility of a Ravel, sprang to his feet, and exclaimed, with an emphasis and vehemence peculiar to himself, " If any member charges me with dishonor, he will get the lie, and 1 will cram it down his throat, sir. I am a peaceable man sir ; but when I fight, I fight for a funeral, sir." The Colonel was challenged, of course : but the exchange of shots was prevented by the in terference of the police. Late developments in Columbus show that there is probably $80,000 deficit in the state house expenditures. The architect, Mr. West, in his letter of resignation, charges the state house commissioners with using the. money in a loose and improper manner. I here are strong symptoms of Galphanism about the new state house. Prof. Wilson, the " Christopher North" of Blackwood s Magazine, and one of the best writers of the age, died on the 3d of April, aged bb years. Women of Constantinople. Bayley St. John, in his " Turks in Eu rope," gives the following account of the amusements of the women of Constantino ple : " Nearly all Turkish women sally out every Friday, to take the air, away from the. town, on the .Banks ot the Bosphorus, or to some of the places where water and shade may be tound. , Ihe wealthy go in carts without springs, of unwieldy and primitive construction six or seven heaped together; and sometimes their husbands lead the oxen or horses to the chosen spot, and then go away, leaving the women perfectly free to enjoy themselves as they please. The most popular amusements are the singing and and music of the gypsy women, who repair thither tor the purpose ; music which is amorously languid, and singing which is detestably indecent. A lunch is generally brought out, and when this is despatched, smoking and drinking commence ; drinking not ot snerbet, but ot good brandy or or other strong liquors, which soon induce a boisterous gaiety, so that the sultanas whom we often imagine as pining away imprison ed, may be seen rolling in convulsions of in extinguishable laughter on the turf, or hud dled up in a still more advanced stage of intoxication, like bundles of rags. Their Montenegrin servants, who are the privileged beholders of these scenes, are often compelled to haul them into their carts, in whichthey are jolted back to the harem. Those who are not too far gone, frequently pull up in passing through the Christian quarter, at the doors of taverns to get more dnnkj and a file of a hundred carts may often be seen stopping in one street, all full of women, some made bold and chattering by their ex cess, others hanging sleepily about, and murmuring to be taken home. There is a walk planted with elm trees, not far from the city, where only women are admitted. Two or three thousand assemble there at a time, and sitting upon a verdant slope, en joy the pantomime of a comedy, which some infamous Jews, hired for the purpose perform on the limits ot , the iorbidden ground for their amusement. On these oc casions it would scarcely be possible for a stranger to recognize Eastern life from the descriptions he is accustomed to read. The free conduct of the women has more than once attracted the attention of the govern ment, which not very lone ago published an edict, complaining that they remained out at night ; that they rode forth in coaches with young Christian drivers : that thev ventured into shops, especially those of apothecaries, and even pushed their audacity so far as to eat ices in the Frankish coffee houses of Galata and Pera. The edict ac cordingly recommended that early hours should be kept, and forbade women to enter shops of any kind, or to be driven out by young coachmen. These interferences with manners, which were supposed to be great advantages in civilization, and which seem strangely accompanied by proclama tions giving permission to women to appear on public promenades, were of course inef fectual. Ihe women continue their old customs, though some have been hanged or drowned for being found in the back shops of Christians. It will require somethings else besides repressive measures to brins about a reform in this respect. All laws in the East, moreover, have the temporary character of proclamations. The are applied for a day and forgotten. It is forbidden, for. example.most expressly, for shopmen to have any other than old men as servants; and they almost without exception have spruce dashing young attendants. The Murderer Jones. Having made pat. ticular inquiry of the police officers as to the latest intelligence received of Jones, the murderer of Beebe, we learn that nothing definite has been heard of him ; but that the probabilities are that he has made, h$ escape to Cincinnati. O. S. Journal.,