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"Truth and Justice."
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Volume XV.- - Number 46.
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I Love the Ladies—Every one.
I love the ladies, every one
The laughing ripe branerte,
Those dark-eyed daughters of the sun,
With tresses black as jet.
What raptures in their glances glow!
Rich tints their cheeks discloses,
And in the little dimples there
Young smiling Love reposes.
I love the ladies, every one
The blonds so soft and fdr,
With looks so mild and languishing,
' And bright and golden hair.
How lovely are their sylph-like forms,
Their alabaster hue.
And blushes far more beautiful
Than rose-buds bathed in dew.
1 love the ladies, every one
E'en those whose graceless forms
Are rugged as the oak that's borne
A hundred winter's sorms.
The young, the old. the stout, the thin,
The short as well as tall,
Widows and wives, matrons and maids,
- Oh! yes, I love them all.
I love the ladies, every one
None but a wretch would flout 'era;
This world would be a lonely place
If we were left without 'em.
But lighted by a woman's smile,
" Away all gloom is driven,
'And the most humble home appears
. ' Almost a little heaven.
I love the ladies, every one
They're angels all God bless 'em!
And what can greater pleasure give
Than to comfort and caress 'emt
I call myself a temperance man,
So I'll drink their health in water
Here's to the mothers, one and all,
, And every mother's daughter.
Later from the Plains.
- The St. Louis Republican of the
4th. publishes the following from
Fort Laramie, Aug. 26th.
The tide of emigration is on its last
ebb. For some time past the pil
grim faces have been 'few and far
between, and now only the few
the persons who pass here en route
to California and Oregan registered
their names. At that rate, the num
ber of persons would equal about fifty-five
thousand, wagons, &c, in due
proportion, and thus may we only
form any fair or definite idea of the
. actual amount of this year's pilgrim
age. ' "
; The Tobacco Crop r Virgwia.
The hard storm of the2Sth ult.t did
great damage to "the growing to
bacco crop in. Virginia. The Rich
mond Whig says: . ;
v-' The tobacco planters seemed to
be doomed people this season. A se
ries of disasters has befallen them
from the outset, which human care
could have averted. A. great scar
city of plants, a backward spring,
terrible freshets and at a latter pe
riod constant rains had almost driv
en, them to despair, when their cup
'of misery was filled to' overflowing
bythe' recent : unexpected misfortunes.-
It is impossible- to' say with
.nysertainly.-but there is every, rea
son to believe that the tobacco crop
will notjunount to more. than one
balfan average yield and the; qual
ity 'of what is made will be very is
' ferior. '' A crumb of comfort is . af
forded, however, ia the high prices
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Or, Fireside Sketches.
BY THE AUTHOR OF "KATE PERCIVAL," ECT.
Mine is a simple tale, yet Morn it not,
Fiir reader, with tbj jonng and suony brow;
Oh! let iti gentle teachings more thy heart.
And bind thy spirit, as a magic spell.
To all that gladdens borne!
"I suppose you are going to Mary
50pr'6nt'8 lnis evening," said Julia
uwlon to her Cousin ianny Day,
88 8t,e seated herself one moraine in
her uncle's breakfast room.
"No, Julia, I expeet to be at home
to-night. I sent a ncte to Mary,
vesterdav. declining her invitation."
"Not going! i am surprised to
hear you say so; it will not be a
very gay party, and there will be
no dancing. What are your reasons I
for staying away"
"I have several." replied Fannv.
smiling. "Will you have the most
important first or last?"
1 do not care which, only tell
Well, then, to begin with the
most trivial, perhaps, somewhat
selfish reasons, I seldom enjoy eve-
ning companies. I cannot be ani-
mated and interested in con versa-
tion about 'nothing;' I am not bril-
liant, and so cannot entertain the
company with bright and wittv
speeches, and, therefore, neither re-
ceive nor give pleasure."
"tfut I am sure some intelligent
persons may be Jound at every par-
ty wun wnom even lastidious fanny l
Day might enjoy a chat." I
"ootnere may; but, then, ladies
are seldom allowed to converse to-1
gether for more than a few minutes
generally like such conversation, and
gentlemen wish to please them. No
'Of course not. It is only polite
in the gentlemen present to endeav-
our to entertain them; but, surely,
some of them are very sensi-
ble and pleasant."
"Yes, they are, when with two
or three ladies, or during a social
evening visit; but in a large com pa-1 1
ny mere are so many to claim their a
attention, and so much of the pleas-
ure of the party deponds on the va-
ried exercise of their entertaining I
powers, that they have little oppor-
tunity of entering into rational dis-
course, and when they have, are not
a mood to do so. 1 have listened,
Julia, with surprise and disappoint-
ment to the witty nonsense with to
which really intelligent men have a
thought proper to entertain ladies on
such occasions yes, those whose
conversations have afforded me pleas
ure and instruction at home."
You are really severe, Fanny.
lou must remember that women
one expects to talk gravely at an
But ought we not to talk sensi-
bleat all times? I cannot respect me
any gentleman or lady who, with a it
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"But you who set up to be a fe
male reformer, ought not to shrink
from such epithets."
"I do not wish to assume such a
character or position," said Fanny,
earnestly, "but have only given this he
one of my reasons for declining
attend Mary Wright's party. I
am not willing to give up all the
pleasure of an evening at home for
the excitement of such a scene. If I
were to go and be silent, I should be
called reserved and dull, or, if I were she
join with spirit in conversation, i ted
should say many things, as I always
in such cases, to be regretted af- still
terwards, and should, also, lose so
much real pleasure by going. Fath-
is generally at home in the eve- in
ning, and as W illiam is olten obliged
be absent, he and , mother are less rest
entirely alone when 1 am out, and, She
course, miss me very much." r and
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cut, surely, fanny, uncle and ter
aunt do not desire that, at your 8ge, all
you should always be at home with of
them?" , ') . ', ;;
"They never expressed any wish
tne subject, Juua," said her-cous-
warmly; "I prefer to do so. 1
hive a thousand times more pleas-
ore in reading to father, who cannot its
verv well by . lamp-l.ght, and ia I
listening to bis conversations, than
going any where." ' . - '- (
1 . "So you are about giving up eve
ning companies altogether. I shall
report, then, that Miss Fanny Day
has turned nun!"
"Oh no, Miss Julia," replied her
cousin, laughing; "only that she pre
fers home to any other spot. You
know I was at Anna Tyson's party
night before last. She is a particu
lar friend of mine, and 1 thought I
ought to go; but Mary Wright is on
ly an acquaintance."
"Well, I do not know what vou can
find so agreeable in an evening at
home," said Julia, shrugging up her
shoulders; "I think them exceeding-
Iv tiresome. Father reads the na-
pers until he falls asleep; if Ned is at
home he pores over some dry book
or talks politics with father or with
any one who mar call, and mother
and! soon exhaust nil our topics of
rnn vera inn "
"But are vou not interested iu lis
tening to the gentlemen?"
Julia, but I think every American
female should feel an interest in the
welfare of her country, and should
have enou2h information respecting
the constitution and principles of its
government, to be able to listen in
telligently to the conversations of
those who have knowledge and wis
dom on these topics. Forgive me.
dear cousin, when I say, that if you
lelt thus vou would not hnd vour
evenings at home pass so heavily."
"I never read the newspapers,
Fannv. un!es3 they contain tales.
Whv need I be interested in the
election news? I am sure I do not
"Interested in politics! Why
should a woman trouble her head
with such matters?"
"I do not ad jiire female politicians,
dining your k:nd offer of the book
you mention; lam afraid I should
know who is the best candidate for
the presidential chair."
"Your father or brother could ea
Fanny, sily explain their opinions on this
matter to you, and I am sure they
would be gratified bv vour interest
and attention to their discussions.
have just finished.reading to father
very valuable and simple work on
'Political Economy,' by Professor
May land. I will lend it to you with
pleasure Julia. Indeed it is so pleas-
ant for a woman to feel that she is
treated as an intelligent companion
by her rather and brothers! The ad-
miration and praises of strancers
can never be half so sweet to me as
hear my father sav, when he finds
well-written crticle in the papers,
'Here is somthing for you, Fanny,'
and to see that William is pleased
with my approval of his sentiments."
Well, really," said Julia, laugh-
mg, "you are quite excited, my lair
coz! You must excuse me lor de
evening. 1 shall seek more con
genial society than mine would be to
me; and shall carry off all your
beaux; even Charles Lawrence, if
So saying she rose, and gathering
folds of a rich shawl around her
"Yes, Mr. Lawrence will certain-
be there, foi he is Mary Wright's
cousin," she said to herself; and then
thoughts reverted to a very
pleasant evening she had passed a
weeks previous with the above
sleep over it. I leave you to be en-
tertained by such topics. I do not
esteem the reward vou hold out to
worth the trouble and self-denial
would require on my part to gain
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i ijuuc vuu win tiui vuui lamer
brotVr agreeable companions
Icrrarplnl nprenn. Ih rniranj cpnpm.
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breakfast-room after Julias depar-
iure, sne oia not immeaiaie.y resume
sewing, dui stooa in a musing at
titnt. k. ih. n nn
mentioned individual, during which
had paid her much attention, ln-
deed, they had both been so much
absorbed in conversation, that the
time had flown unheeded, until she
had become conscious that the no-
tice of her young companions had
been attracted towards them, and
had as soon as possible termina-
it. lhe impression left "upon
Fanny's mind by this interview was
vivid, Tor the intelligence and
manly sentiments of her companion,
expressed warmly and frankly, and
tones of peculiar depth and sweet-
ness, were well calculated to inte-
the heart of the gentle maiden
had met him occasionly since.
her high opinions of his charac
a a a
and attractions had not been at
diminished, and '.a slight feeling
disappointment crossed: her mind
when Julia's words reminded her of
what pleasure she would deprive
nersei; Dy remaining at home that
evening. It was but .transient
emotion, for her heart smote her for
selfishness. What, prefer the
admiration of one who is almost a
stranger to me," she thought, "to the
aociety and comlort -of those who
have claims upon me that I can nev
er discharge! No no; my dear pa
rents shall, never want a cheerful
companion while their daoghter
goes forth to scenes of gayety to en
joy the attentions of any gentleman.
Here in my own home will I be sought
Within that same pleasant appartment
a family group was gathered that eve
ning, needing no artist's skill to render
it lovely to a discerning eye. in a large
rocking-chair by the fire, in a richly
embroidered wrapper and slippers, sat
an elderly gentleman a little past the
prime of life. The long silken locks of
his white hair, put back from hit brow,
revealed a broad, intellectual forehead,
that, with fine, dark eyes, undimmed
even by the cares and sorrows of many
years, and the benevolent expression
that lingered round his mouth, made his
face striking and attractive. Near him
sat a lady, on whose mild and faded, yet
still lovely face, his gaze often rested.
bhe was knitting with the ease and rapid
ity so habitual to elderly females, while
her eve wandered from one loved face
to another, oAen resting attentively on
the bright and beautiful countenance of
a young girl, who read aloud from a
volume that lay on the table beside her.
Her sweet, clear voice was the only
sound to be heard in the silent apart
ment, save now and then the heavy
breathing of a pet dog that slept at the
foot of his master. Sh3 sometimes
paused to ask questions that elicited in
formation from her father, or to make a
pertinent or arch remark, that called
forth a smile of gratified pride and ap
proval from her listeners. Their only
sou was absent, nor did he return at his
usual hour that evening: As it grew
late, Fanny prevailed upon her parents
to retire, and remained alone to wait for
him. She drew the table hearer to ths
fire, and opening a small volume, was
soon absorbed in its sacred contents.
gleaning from iis holy pages the hope of
that better and more enduring inheri
tance, of which her own sweet home was
faint yet beautiful type.
When her broiher entered he
seemed surprised and grieved to find
her there. One glance at his trou
bled face was sufficient to awaken
the anxious fears of his sister. Her
affectionate inquiries he appeared at
first unwilling to answer, but long
ing for the gentle and cheering sym
pathy of ons in whose judgement
and discretion he had confidence, he
yielded at length, and unfolded the
anxious cares that had oppressed him
during the day. He had recently
entered into business for himseK, and
the harassed state of commercial
affairs, found many difficulties to per
plex him. Sweetly did Fanny cheer
the drooping spirits of her depressed
companion, and it was with a heart
lightened of half its burden by the
tender sympathy of woman, that he
bade her affectionate! v "good-night."
a O C
When Julia Lawton laid her head
upon her pillow that night, it wa
with painful and conflicting emotions
busy at her heart. Her cousin's
words had been vividly recalled to
her mind when, attired for the party,
she entered the parlour in which her
parents sat, to leave a message for
her eldest brother, Edward.
"What going out again, Julia?"
said her father in a repioachful tone,
he lay stretched upon the sofa,
where he had thrown himself, com
plaining of indisposition. Her moth
too, looked depressed; and her sad
locks and her father s words haunted
her all the evening. She had been
dbject of much attention to an
admiring and envying throng, but
had experienced no real enjoyment.
and was much disappointed and
chagrined by the manner ol Charles
Lawrence, lie had inquired for Fan
and hearing that she was not ex
pected to be present, after a few min
utes conversation with Julia, had
eft her to be entertained by others,
and had spent the remainder of the
evening in an animated discussion
with a plain matronly lady, evident
ly many years his .senior.
Julia's brother, too, had complain
ed of the long walk which he had ta
ken to be her escort, declaring that
was heartily tired of going out to
party, alter being detained as be
often was until a late hour at the of
fice.'! Julia had never tried to be in
teresting in his pursuits, or yielded
wishes to his even when they in
terfered with his comfort, or sought
any way to make herself, a com
panion to her brother, and, of course,
there was no congeniality of thought
feeling between them.. He looked
upon her as a weak, capricious wo
man, whom, as being his sister, he
obliged to escort to . parties and
places of fashionable amusement, but
whose presence, in the desirable
event of her marriage, would not be
missed from the family circle, whose
absence: weuld. take no brightness
from the domestic hearth.- - y '
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It was a cold and cheerless eve
ning in December, about two years
after the incidents mentioned above,
when a lady and gentleman sat alone
in the large and richly-furnished
apartment ot a mansion situated
one of the most fashionable streets
r . The rain that fell in tor
rents was scarcely heard by the in
mates of that noble room, where eve
ry article that wealth and taste could
procure shone in unwonted solen
dour in the brilliant gas light. The
lady, wnose youth and beauty fitted
ner to grace so lair a scene, sat in
her rich sewing-chair carelessly, and
as if her object was pass iwav
time, emDroidenng the cover for an
ottoman, while her husband, half-
reclining in a large rockinir-chair.
seemed absorbed in the paper he held
iu nis nand.
---w, .ivui j oum ilia niiOf
after an interval of silence, "have you
i a. .
uoi nnisned reading that paper yet
"Not yet, Julia," he replied, with
a smile; "it contains a most noble
speech of our great statesman, Uanie
Webster. I wish you would let me
read it to vou. Everv true Ameri
can heart must be stirred by its patri
otic sentiments. I am sure you will
be interested in it if vou will only
"Oh, no; indeed I should not. I nev
er could bear politics, I used to get so
tired of hearing father and Edward dis
cuss speeches and laws and Congress
proceedings. Do not mention the sub
ject. Why do you not read those tire
some papers at your office?"
"I have not time, Julia. I conld not
do justice to such an address as this
amid all the interruptions of business
"But this is the only time you have
"We are so often out or have compa
ny, Julia, that the few evenings we are
alone I feel as if I must spend in grati
fying my taste for reading and in acqui
ring the knowledge my position in life
requires. You know I am always wil
ling to share my pursuits with you, I
love to read aloud to an interested lis
tener." "Which I never can be, Henry, while
you select such tiresome and dry books,"
said bis wife half pettishly. . ;
"Dry! I am sure jou cannot call
any of Stephen's works dry! Everyone
thinks them extremly interesting, and
they are the only books I have attempt
ed to read to you this winter."
I do not like books of travel; I nev
Nor works o' biography, either.
rou know I have tried to interest y-u
Julia waa silent; she could not but
acknowledge the justice of her hus
band's remarks. It was true that, never
from their marriage, almost a year be
fore, had she made the least effort to be
interested in his pursuits. He had a
taste for books, imbibed in early life,
before he entered into business, and a
love of domestic quiet that, with encour
agement from her, would have made
him prize home above all other spots,
and rendered him a bright example of an
intelligent and enterprising merchant;
but in vain had he sought to interest his
wife in these quiet, home pleasures in
which he delighled. History, travels,
the biography of the good and great, and
even selections from the lighter reading
the day, were alike distasteful to her,
and Henry Norns soon found that he
need hope for no sympathy on these sub
jects from the partner of his life. She
made no attempt to be a companion to
him, and though to please her he accom
panied her often to scenes of amuse
ment and gayety, she never rewarded
self-denial by studying his wishes
tastes. In society she was the life
an admiring throng, but at home, dull,
peevish and unentertaining, and ere a
year of his wedding life passed away,
lond dreams ol domestic bliss had
"Julia," tie said, alter the pause
that followed his last remark, "here
a beautiful, an almost sublime pas
sage, which 1 am sure you will ad
mire. For my sake, listen to it."
He explained to her the circum
stances under which ths address had
been delivered, and then proceed to
read an extract from it. A flush of
pride and pleasure stole over his face,
his tone grew almost eloquent.
looked up as he finished. His
wife was leaning back in her chair;
one glance told him she was asleep!
uttered no word of reproach, but
rising, hastily left the room and the
house. An hour afterwards he might
nave been seen in a circle of gentle
men in the reading-room of a neigh
boring hotel. - .,
At the same hour on that evening
gentleman was seen walking rapid
ly up a retired street, a few squares
from the fashionable mansion of Hen
Norris. He stopped at the door of
entered. At the sound of his
footsteps, an inner door was quickly
.."Iam afraid you are very 'wet,
Charles." said a sweet and gentle
voice. " . . r - . ' ' ; ',;
"Ob, no, Fanny; it does not rain as
as it did before tea," he replied,
glancing fondly at bis young, and
lovely wife, who came forward with
look of anxiety on her lair brow.
found. Harry Gibson much better,"
ha con tinned as he laid aside his wet
hat and cloak, and followed her Into
the warm apartment he had left an
hour before to make some inquiries
respecting a sick friend. Though the
room was not large, and its simple
furniture bore no evidence of wealth
nothing that could contribute to the
comfort of its occupants was want-
ing. Beside a centre-table, on which
lay soma newspapers and a few
choice volumes of literature, an easy
chair had been placed, the slippers on
the carpet before it showing for
whose use it had been destined This
was, indeed, just such a cheerful.
quiet little apartment as the heart of
one wearied with the toil and bustle
of a day passed in the exciting haunts
ot business would desire, bo, at
least, thought Charles Lawrence, as
he took the seal assigned him, and
looked with fond and confiding affec-
non on nis gentle and loving com
panion. And now for Webster's speech.
Fanny," he said, after some time
passed in conversation.
Fanny smiled approvingly, and
handing him the evening paper, took
some sewing from a little work-basket
on the table beside her. As he
read aloud in an animated tone, she
ofteu paused in her employment and
istened with absorbed attention, un
til at length, letting it fall, she rested
her head on one hand and sat motion
ess, her dark eyes fixed on the rea
er and her sweet face mantled with
the rich glow of excited feeling. Ne
verhad she appeared more beautiful
n her husband s eyes than while uni
ting, with all the enthusiasm of
woman and the discrimination of
reflective and intelligent mind, in his
encomiums on the writer, tlow
wiftly und pleasantly to them passed
the hours of that tempestuous eve
ing lhe raging of the storm awa
kening in their breasts no leelinu but
hose of gratitude tor their own rich
blessing, and of pity for the home-
ess and destitute.
"Fanny," said Mr. Lawrence, as
they sat by the fire before retiring
for the night, "1 met Henry Norris
in Chestnut street this evening, as 1
was returning from Mr. Gibson's.
Where could he have been going in
all this storm? He passed me so
quickly that I bad not time to ask
"I do not know, Charles) but I am
afraid," replied his wife, with a sigh,
"that he does not much enjoy an
evening at home."
"Well, it must be Julia's fault,
then, for he was never fond of attend
ing parties or any scenes of amuse
ment, and used to descant most beau
tifully before he was married, on the
pleasures of a quiet evening at home
with one fair and charming compan
ion. llow olten did we, poor bache
lors, talk eloquently on this theme.
fear he has not realized his high
hopes ofdomestic felicity, while mine,
dearest, have far exceeded my bright
est, wildest dreamt"
"Julia was never regarded as a
companion bv her fatheror brothers,"
said Fanny, after a slight pause "and
she is not fitted to be one to her hus
band. Thev looked upon her as an1
inferior, and she made no effort to
interest herself in their pursuits or to
entertaining and agreeable at
home. She was made to feel that
the chief object of her education was
fit her to appear to advantage in
society, and to make a 'good match,'
the world calls it. Her tastes and
pleasures all led her from her own
fireside, and marriage has effected no
alteration in them. Her habits and
feelings roust be entirely changed be
fore she can make a cheerful and in
teresting home companion. I do, in
deed, pity while I blame her, for her
faults t.re, in a great measure, the ef
fects of education.;. She is accom
plished, intelligent, and really affec
tionate, but does not understand her
domestic duties; and . though con
scious to a certain degree ol her de
fects in this respect, has no energy to
"Harrv was dazzled by her beauty
graceful manners, said Mr.
Lawrence. "Poor fellow, I am very
sorry for him; but he ought not to
have chosen so hastily lor tne part
ner of his life one whom he had sel
met excepting in society. If he
were governed by religious princi
ples, I should hope that, he would
his disappointment patiently,
that the cares and experience of
future years might effect a change in
wife; but as it is, I fear that he
be led to seek his happiness In
convivial scenes there are so many
temptations to a young man who has
a liappy home." -
Five years from that evening, had
stranger in r ; inquired for Hen
those who, by . their - benevolence,
ryXMorns, he would have heard of ( and
dissipation, his wasted fortune,
early grave; while on the rjst of-was
their liberal support of alt the means
devised for lhe moral and intellect
tual improvement of their race, and
their own. personal exhibition of the
virtues that enoble man, had become
ornaments to their age and country,
he would have read the name of
Mr. Clay at Home.
On Wednesday morning last, a
telegraphic dispatch was received
from Maysville, announcing the fact
that Mr. Clav had arrived in thai riir
and that he was expected to reach
Ashland that evening. The news
spread through the city with almost
the same rapidity that the telegraphic
wires had brought it from Maysville.
and there was a universal determina
tion, short as the time was, to extend
him a public reception. Every one
seemed to feel that such a manifests.
tion of respect and gratitude was es
pecially due to him at this time, when he
was returning to his quiet abode after
having performed almost superhuman
labors during the recent arduous, pro
tracted and at times gloomy session of
Congress. It Was the noble promptings
of generous hearts to a great benefactors
who had so powerfully and effectively
raised his arm to avert the threatened
blow to our glorious Union; and the
spontaneous enthusiasm created by the
annunciation that Henry Clay was in a
few hours to be in our midst could not
He arrived about 9 o'clock, amidst
the firing of cannon, the ascent of rock
ets, and the blaze of bonfires. He had
chosen to come in the night to atoid all
public demonstration, but, as he said, in
substance, in the few remarks he made
to the Vast concourse which greeted him
on his arrival, the friendship of his
neighbors was too vigilant for all his
vv hen he descended from bis carnage.
three loud and long continued cheers
went Up from the immense multitude
who had gathered in front of the Phca
nix Hotel. In a few moments he 'ap
peared upon the balcony, and briefly ad
dressed the people in that style and with
that Voice which never fails to produce
an electrifying effect He said that he
came home. . after his long absence.
with feelings far different from those
which at times he experienced at Wash
ington, in regard to the safety of the
LTDion, and with it the liberties of the
country. - But all Was now over, and he
rejoiced with them In the deliverance
from danger. In concluding, Mr. Clay
said that he was glad to aee them all
again and here he pointed . his finger
towards Ashland in a manner so irresis
tibly comic that for some time not a
word could be heard from him. When
silence was restored, he said that glad
he Was to see them, there was an old
lady about a mile and a half off. with
whom he had lived for more than fifty
years, whom he would rather aee than
of them, and he retired amidst gen
era!, loud and long continued cheering.
Ve have seldom seen him in finer
health or better spirits. And certainly
have never known blm to return
among us when his return produced so
deep and intense emotion. It was no
homagn to power no sycophantic adu.
lation to the trappings of office, but the
spontaneous tribute of respect and de
votion to an aged patriot wfeose every
pulsation seems to be for his country.
Un J hursday, Mr. Clay visited the
Fair, and another shout from the con
gregated multitude attested the aflec-
onate regard in w hich he is held by bis
The Arctic Expedition.
BOSTON, Sept. 26.
The schooner Isabella, arrived at
Newburyport yesterday, heard just
before her departure, that some Es
quimaux Indians naa picked up a
cask, inside ot which was a tin can
istcr, containing papers, which were
brought into Indian Harbor, to Capt.
Norman's trading post, about, the
of July. The papers were sakl
contain information relative to
expedition of Sir John Ross, but
nature of the information Capt.
Dodge could not learn, as they
were sent to Sandwich nav Under
to be shipped to England by
schooner icort o( London.
bound home, with salmon and furs. .
Capt. Dodge tourhed off Cape Bre
Island, and tound the inhabitants
great affliction, mourning over.
destruction of their potato crop,
principal reliance for suste
Steamboat ' Accidents. As the
steamer New England No.: 2. was
starting out on her upward trip she
run into by the boat at Bissel's
Ferry, and had her.starboard wheel
house crushedher starboard pitman
broken.and her plummer block knock
ed down... . .": . -
As the steamer Ocean WaveJn her
downward trip last Thursday, was
coming under the bridge at Peoria,
draw gates were shut upon her
she was forced against one of the
piers, entirely tearing off, in the ac
cident, her starboard wheelhonse,
shattering her guard and other
ftnrtlnne nf th elnrVtnarit tiAa Ska
detained eight homs (or repairs.
BOSTON, Sept. 26. St. Louis, lnt., 30th.
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