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VOLUME L PUBLISHED BY THE COMMITTEE, EVERY TUESDAY, THURSDAY, AND SATURDAY MORNING. NUMBER 17.
WASHjuwrew, d. c. Saturday, decmbek is. i84#. COLT] Fledged to the cause of Temperance. \ TRI-WEtKLY. Containing Article*, original and selected. ou every subject calculated to interest, instruct, and benefit its readers. ~. . .? T-. ? ??? THE COLUMBIAN FOUNTAIN, Three times a week, on a super-royal sheet. It will be delivered to subscribers in the District, at tioo cents per number, payable weekly. To distant subscribers it will be mailed at Two Dollars and fifty cents per year, pay able in advance. . TERMS OF ADVERTISING. One square of 14 lines, one insertion, 37 two insertions (it) three 75 two weeks 1 36 one month 1 50 two months JJ 50 three " 3 00 six months 5 00 twelve " 7 50 Professional cards of Jive lines, or under, 3 00 per year. While the "Columbian Fountain" will be devoted to the cause of Temperance, its columns will be enriched by original articles on subjects calculated to interest, instruct, and benefit its readers. It is intended so to blend variety, amusement, and instruction, as that the various tastes of its patrons may be. (as far as it is practicable) gratified. Commerce, Literature, and Science, and every other subject of interest, not inconsis tent with Temperance and morality, will re ceive the earnest attention of the publishers. Nothing of a sectarian, political, or personal character will be admitted. OPINIONS OF GREAT MEN. Woe unto him that givcth his neighbor drink, that putteBt the bottle to him, and makest him drunken.?Holy tent. ? No proposition seems to me susceptible of more satisfactory demonstration than this?and I am sure no person can give it one hour's serious thought without assenting to it?that, in the pre sent state of information on this subject, no man can think to act on Christian principles, or do a patriot's duty to his country, and at the same time make or sell the instrument of intoxication.?Hen ry Ware, Jr. Can it be right tor me to derive a living from that which is debasing tlte minds and ruining the souls of others, or that which is destroying forever the happiness of the domestic circle, and which is filling the land with women and children in a con dition far more deplorable than that of widows and orphans; or which is causing nine-tenths of all the crimes, or nine-tenths of all the paupers in the community.?Francis Wayland. I am deeply convinced that the evils of intem perance can never cease, till the virtuous in socie ty shall unite in pronouncing the man who attempts to accumulate wealth by dealing out poison and death to his Tieighbor, as infamous.?John Pier pont. 1 challenge any many who understands the na ture of ardent spirit, and for the sake of gain con tinues to be engaged in the traffic, to show that he is not involved in the guilt of murder.?I.ym*n Beecher. They who keep these fountains of pollution and crime open, are sharers, to no small extent, in the guilt which flows from them. They command the gateway of that mighty flood which is spreading desolation through the land, aud are chargeable with the present and everlasting consequences, no less than tbe infatuated victim who throw* him self upon the bosom of the burning torrent, and is borne by it into the gulf of woe.?Samuel Spring. Say not " I will sell by the large quantity?1 hare no tipplers about me, and therefore am not guilty." You are the chief man in this business, the others arc only subalterns, you are a "poi soner general."?Wilbur Fwk, D. I). The men who traffic in ardent spirit, and sell t<J all who will buy, are poisoners general; they murder his majesty's subjects by wholesale; nei ther does their ?ye pity nor spare. And what is their gain? Is it not the hiood of these men?? Who will envy their large estates and sumptuous palaces? A curse is in the midst of them. The curse of God is on their gardens, their walks, their groves ; a fire that burns to the nethermost hell. Blood, blood is there: the foundation, the floor, the walls, the roof, ore stained with blood?John Wesley. It is a principle in law, that the perpetrator of crime, and the accessory to it, are both guilty, and deserving of punishment. Men have been hang ed for the violation of this principle. It applies to the law of God. And as the drunkard cannot go to heaven, can drunkard makers ? Are they not, when tried by the principles of the Bible, in view of the developments of Providence, mani festly immoral men??men who, for the sake of money, will knowingly be instrumental in corrupt ing the character, increasing the diseases, and de stroying the lives of their fellow men. ? * ? Not only murderers, but those who excite others to commit murder, and furnish the known cause of their evil deeds, will, if they understand what they do, and continue to rebel against (Jod, he shut out of heaven.?Jnstin Edwards, I). I). You create paupers, and lodge them in your alms house?orphans, and give them a residence in your asylum?convicts, and send them to your penitentiary. You seduce men to crime, and then arraign them at the bar of justice?immure them j 111 prison. With one hand you thrust the dagger j to the heart?iwith the other attempt to assuage the pain it causes.?Vr. Thomas UewtUl. j You are filling your alms houses, and jails, and penitentiaries, with victims loathsome and bur i densome to the community. You ate engaged in a business which is compelling your fellow citizens to pay taxes to support the victims of your em ployment. You are filling up these abodes of wretchedness aud guilt, and then asking your fel low citizens to. pay enormous taxes indirectly to support it.?Rev. Jilbert Barnes. Whether you will hear or whether you will for bear, 1 shall not cease to remonstrate; and when I can do no more to reclaim you, 1 will sit down at your gate and cry Murder! Murder! M URDER! Heman Humphrey, D. D. If men will engstge in this destructive traffic, if they will stoop to degrade their reason and reap the wages of iniquity, let them no longer have the law book as a pillow, nor quiet conscience by the opiate of a license.?Hon. Theodore Frelinghuysen. M I SCELLAN EOUS. ONE OF THE SMITHS. CHAPTER, I. 1 always write stories in a hurry. The truth is, I do not begin till I um driven to it, and 1 may add, that once begun, 1 might never end, but for getting tired.?On 1 hur ry, like a wild horse in the harness, till completely exhausted, I am forced to lay down the pen, und leave my hero, perhaps, to the Fates. 1 ' It shall not be so this time. 1 will write only five chapters?and these shall be short ?at least one of them. So here it end eth. , CHAPTER II. 1 don't say that Bill Smith was the laziest man that ever lived, but he was decidedly the laziest ever 1 saw. And 1 will venture to say, further, that his match could not be found in P^pperelbro. There was where he lived?there he lives now. Well Bill was a toper?for that man ne ver existed who was too lazy to drink.?? Of course he was not one of the leal tear |down-drag-out sort; but then lie drank hard, and was generally pretty boozy to wards evening ; iiu: he was too lazy to get drunk very eari^ fa the ctey. One evening, just about two years and thiee mohlhs ago, he was very drunk.? The night was cold?the wind blew fierce ly, and the light snow swept wildly over the ground, and added terror to the bowl ings of old Boreas. That night, Bill was full two miles lrorn his own miserable ho vel, snugly ensconced behind some old boxes and barrels, in one corner of a filthy rum shop. How he came there?so far from home?I do not know, but will guess, that he happened on board some farmer's wagon or sleigh that passed his house ; and was (oo lazy to get out till the vehicle stop ped at the little groggerv. " Bill you must dear out," said the rum seller. Bill made no answer. I " I say, Bill, you must clear out?a0 home." Bill began to snore?he was sleepy, and tired to boot; he always was. i " Hallo, Bill?I say, come crawl out and i go home; 'tis most nine o'clock." "Wait awhile," said Bill, "dont be in a hurry?there's nothing gained by hurry ing." " But I must shut up, and go home.? There's nothing doing here, and I can't af ford firewood." Bill roused up a little?not much, but a little and winked. Perhaps he would have said Something, but just then thedooropened, and a stranger walked iu.?lie had rode a long distance, and seeing a light in the ' rummy' had called to inquire how far it was to a public house. ?'Just two miles and a half," said old Boozle, the ruinseller, "and here's a chap that's going e'enainost there?lives right on the road." Bill roused up a little more; perhaps there was a chance to ride, and it would not do to lose it. After a little more cere mony, that may be imagined, and with a little assistance that Bill actually need ed, the two got into the sleigh and rode oil! " I s'pose I live here," said Bill, when the sleigh had got a few rods past his house The ^stranger reined up his nag, and Bill got out. lie had begun to get sober, and would have thanked the gentleman for his ride, but he was really too lazy, and so he jolted slowly back to his own door, raised the latch and went in. CHAPTER HI There was qute a stir in Pcpperelbro the next day. A stranger had come to town, and it was pretty generally rumored that he was to deliver a temperance lecture that evening in the village school house. Here and there, little groups were gathered to gether, talking the matter over?for indeed it was something new to have a temperance lecture there ; the oldest inhabitant could'nt remember the like of it. Bill's appetite, and itching to ascertain who and what the stran ger was, urged him ;ts far as the tavern, where he arrived about noon. Of course he made one of the group there, who talked a bout the stranger, and his business; though precious little did he do towards making up the conversation. " Are you goin' j.o jine the new pledge, Bill?" asked an old covey, as he entered the bar room. Bill did'nt know exactly what answer to make, and so, true to his nature, he made none at all. " How is it, uncle Simoe," continued the same voice, addressing another of the loun gers, " are you goin' to jMjj the Thomso nians to-night ??they say it is all the go down the city." " The Thonmmuim,'' said Uncle Simon, " 1 don't know?they allow steaming it, i suppose." Old Simon was the wit of the town, and of course this sally produced a laugh. ." Not a devil a bit," answered a square rigged, double-breasted fellow, who had stood in the corner of the room all the while. '* I've seen 'em and hearn 'em lec ture too, but they don't hold to steamin' any way as 1 know; nor they aint Thomsonians neither." " What are they, Sam ?" asked uncle Simon. " They are Tetotallers," said Sam, " and they don't hold to drinken' a drop of li quor." " Afore folks," added Simon, with em phasis ; and here was another laugh. Bill heard all this but took no part, even in the laugh, for he was too lazy. Towards night the company dispersed, the great por tion of them to meet again at the school house. Bill got a chancy t^ ride, and so he went to the school house t^o. The lecturer was there, and in good time began his discourse. He dwelt long on the evil consequences of intemperance: and among other things, showed that it uni formly produced laziness?Uhe worst kind of laziness?even a disregard to those duties, on the performance of whic^i depends clean liness, health and happinessj Bill heard the whole and '(? winked. The others heard and looked at <*u. Presently the pledge weqj. found, begin ning with uncle Simon; wjfcojvas the old est man and biggist toper i? the house. " I'll sign if Bill, Smith will,," said Si mon. " And 1 too," said the next?and the nex?and? "But who is Bill Smith?" asked the stranger. " There he sits," answered one, pointing to a seat near the door; for Bill had not got far into the house?-he was too lazy. The pledge was carried to him and he was requested to sign it. " I can't," said Bill, " I'm tired." " But you must," said the stranger; " here are three more waiting for you to sign." " Don't you see 1 can't," answered Bill. " And besides, 'tisn't best to hurry; there's nothing got by hurrying. I'm tired." " Sign, Bill," said uncle Simon; " Sign, Bill, and then make a speech." The audience toughed?Bill looked sober, he was evidently thinking about something, and this required an effort. I suspect he was thinking of the lecture, and his own laziness. Presently he spoke. " I s'pose I might sign it, and make a speech too," he said, " for though I'm a lit tle lazy now-a-days, seeing there's nothing to do, I used to be, as smart as any fellow in Pepperelbro." " So you were," said Simon ; " now sign the Thonisonian Society, Bill, and make a speech." " I guess, on the whole, I'd better wait," said Bill; " perhaps some other time will do sis well," But the stranger insisted, for full half an hour, and strange to say, Bill finally signed the Pledge. " And now make a speech," was the cry from every part of the house. Bill would'nt make a speech that night, and the topers would'nt sign the pledge till the speech had been made. " I'll come here next Tuesday night, and make a good long speech," said Bill with more energy than fie had displayed foT months before; " if uncle Simon and the rest of you will come and hear me." "Agreed! agreed!" was heard from all parts of the house. And then the audience dispersed. CHATTER IV. 'Tis strange to say what havoc intemper ance will make of intellect and ambition When William Smith was twenty-five years of age, he was considered the most industrious, intelligent and noble hearted of all the young men in his native town. He was the pride of the circle in which he moved, and bid fair to shine a bright or nament in the most respectable society. He married him a wife, and for a time lived hap pily. But the seeds of intemperance had been planted within him, and in ten years he had become "Lazy Bill." But Smith went home that night, after the temperance meeting, aud told his wife with some effort, what he had done.?" I've sign ed the total abstiuence pledge, by thunder, Kate, hit or miss, and the next T uesday I'm j goin' to preach." At firHt his wife would not believe a word of it *, but the next day, the indications of a change for the better were too strong to go unnoticed, and she admitted that " something must be in the wind " The signing of the Pledge dated from Wednesday, and Friday, Bill did what he had not done for two years : he worked all day?mending his windows, put new shingles on his roof, hauled tire wood 011 his hand-sled, &c.?Saturday, Monday, and Tuesday, were similarly spent, and when the temperance meeting came, on Tuesday evening, he brushed up his old coat, took his wife by the arm, and tugged silently to the school house. The audience had got there before him, for every one was anxious to hear what Lazy Bill could say 011 the subject of tem perance. Old Simon had seated himself close to the desk, that he might have abetter opportunity to play oil his pranks, and when Smith entered?looking so changed?so no ble?so dignified, comparably; the old man crept away, abashed, and apparently aston ished. 4 Can this be lazy Bill ?' he mental ly asked; and the more he asked the ques tion the more he was puzzled to answer it. Pretty soon Smith commenced. " Ten years ago I was respectable, indus trious and happy. I came mto this neigh borhood, bought me a few acres of land,' built me a small house, got married, and went to work. We used to have social par ties in those times, and Sarah there, (pointing to his wife,) and I used to attend them. Sarah learned to knit edging and tell stories, and I learned to drink wine. Very soon 1 began to find myself occassionally impatient for the time of the next party to arrive ; and when it came, 1 was equally impatient to see the wine go round. Finally I drank to ex cess?even to intoxication?at one of these parties ; and from that time, though for a while heartily ashamed of my conduct, I had less of self-respect, and more of the appetite j for liquor. I began to visit the tavern, and the rum-shop down there at the other village, j and with others of like inclinations and ap petites, I spent my time lounging about I these groggeries?sitting, now in the sun, now in the shade, but never engaged in any more active business than whittling a pine stick or tippling a decanter of New England ram. 1 lost, by degrees, all my ambition became lazy and idolent, and you call me Lazy Bill. At firet my wife fretted and scolded at my changed conduct; but this on ly made it worse. Then she cried and en treated?but this had the same effect, produ ced trouble, and 1 drank more rum to drown it.?-Drunkards are sure to find trouble e nough when rum has become its only anti dote. I drank,?lost the little property 1 had accumulated?broke the heart oi my wife, and became finally heedless of every thing. So 1 lived along till la?t Wednesday night. You know what we heard then, and 1 need not say that 1 was convinced rum had made me " Lazy Bill," and caused all my trouble. 1 sigued the Pledge, and till now kept it inviolate; and God helping me, I'H never drink another drop of liquor as long as I live. Already 1 begin to feel the fires of ambition again in my breast, and to imag ine myself a man. My wife there, is happi er, and looks healthier', and my little boy smiles sweetly when 1 take him in my arms. In short, I am a new man, with new feel ings, and new hopes, and now I am going to lead a new life, regain, if possible, my char acter, and my property, and be happy. And I want my old companions to go witli me. Some of you promised to sign the pledge, if I would, and nothing has belallen me to discourage that resolution. 1 hope you will come up here and redeem your pro mises." There was a pause for some minutes. The audience seemed paralyzed with aston Uhmenl. Old Simon had been seen to brush away something that had apparently escaped frotu between his eye-lids, and all were looking to him for some movement that should break the spell of enchantment. Presently he rose, walked up silently to the desk, took up the pen, and put his name to the pledge. Now the people seemed to breathe f reer; and one by one, every man and woman in that house, followed his ex ample. CHAPTER V. Five or six years ago, I was passing through the little town of PepperelbTo, and recollecting some of the incidents related above, bethought me to ascertain il Bill had kept his pledge. 1 could not recollect his siiname, and was obliged to inquire lor 4 Lazy Bill,' as of old. Nobody knew him, or could tell where ho lived. Finally 1 called at a house, and interrogated the wo man industriously for the whereabout'* of 4 Lazy Bill,' but she knew nothing of him, and turned to go away, .lust then an old gentleman passed the house. " There's uncle Simon Leighton," said the woman, " and he knows where your man lives, if any body does." 1 hurried into the street, and overtaking uncle Simon, put to him the question, 44 Where does Lazy Bill live ?" " Lazy Bill!" said he, " I suppose you mean William Smith, the Carriage-maker. u Tliat's his name," 1 replied,14 though I did not know he was a carriage-maker." w He lives on the old spot," said Simon; "just where he has lived for twelve yearp," but he don't look much like 'Lazy Bill' now, I can tell you, I hurried on, and soon came to the place where, two years before, I had dropped the miserable being called ' Lazy Bill,' whom I had taken from the groggery of the village below, to pilot me to a hotel. The old ho vel had been torn down, and on its site stopd a pretty white cottage, surrounded with a yard of flowers, just withering from the ef fects of an autumn frost. Bey ami was a large building, which from the sounds pro ceeding from it, 1 judged to be the workshop of William Smith the carriage maker. Thither 1 bent my steps, and on inquiring for Mr. Smith, was pointed to a noble look ing workman in the farther end of the shop, whose manly bearing and healthy looking countenance were evidence enough that the pledge had remained unbroken. On niy ap proach he recognized me, shook my hand heartily, and throwing off his apron, invited me into his house. VVe walked in together, and there I found one pf the prettiest and happiest families I had ever set my eyes upon. The wife was all joy and con tentment, the children all animation and beauty. The oldest boy was at work in the shop, but on learning that it was u the stranger," who had called, he came in and appeared ovegoyed to see me. Our meeting there was indeed a glorious one; and never shall 1 forget the warm grasp of the hand that the father gave roe, on taking my leave of him. 44 Tell my old acquaintance at S said he, that Lazy Bill is now one pf the happiest fellows in Christendom; that his wife and children are as gay as larks and lively as crickets; that his industry and bi& property have come back to him; and bet ter than all, that not one drop of liquor is bought or sold or drank in the little town of Pepperelbro." Another Warning.?A citizen of Mill creek Township, in this county, attended an election a few days ago, arid after exercising the right of suffrage he was assisted intc liis wagon, and started for home. Being very much intoxicated, a boy by the wayside came to his aid and drove his t$am to the inebriate's dwelling. In attempting to get out of his wagon he pitched headforemost on the ground, and broke his neck.?Ohio Temp. Organ. CUPPIJYG AND LEECHING. rp HE subscriber respectfully returns his thanks to I the citizens of Washington and its vicinity for past favors in the above busine**, and solicits a continuance of the same. 1 am prepared to meet the desires with the above business day or night, and it is my wish and in tent to give satisfaction to every one that will favor me with a call. Mrs. Devaughan will attend to Ladies' in the above business if desired. My place of residence is on 9th st. West side, near the corner of E st. JOHN DEVAUGHAN. MRS. DEVAUGHAN, wishes to inform the Ladies and Gentlemen of Washington and vicinity, that she is prepared to bleach Indies' Bon nets, and Gentlemen's Summer Hats In a style, that will give satisfaction. CATHARINE D. DEVAUGHAN. Nov, 18?lm EARTHENWARE, CHINA, AND GLASS. 1 THOMAS PURSELL has just imported, per ships Pacific and Hampden, from Liverpool and other sources, one hundred And thirteen pack ages of the above articles, of the newest style and from the best manufactories, such as? French and English china dinner, tea, and toilet Sets, or pieces detached Canton china, pearl, white, blue, stone ehina and blue printed, and figured Plates Dishes, Bowls, Vases, (a great variety) In a Word, his very extensive Stock embraces al mo?t every article usually kept in such establish ments. Dixon's English Britannia Tea and Coffee Sets, and plated Castors And, also, American Britannia Cofl'e and tea Sets, or pieces separate Castors, Laipps, Candlesticks, Mugs, covered Pitchers Table and tea Spoons, Covered Urns an>l Briggins, &c. Solar, lard, or oil Lamps Lamp Glasses nnd Wicks, of almost every size Ivory-handled and other Knives and Forks, in complete sets or separate Plated and brass Candlesticks, Snuffers and Trr?ys Waiters, Looking-Glasses, Shovel and Tongs Cut, pressed, and plain Tumblers, Wines Champagnes, Finger Bowls, Wine Coolers, Clarets Decanters, Fruit Baskets, Dishes, Lamps, &c. A large assortment of common Ware, suitable for retailing. All of which will be sold, whole sale and retail, as cheap sis the very cheapest English Pipes in boxes First quality Stone Ware at the factory prices. As the subcriber is determined to reduce his heavy stock of Goods he intends to sell low, and solicits a call from his friends and thepublic gener ally at hisstorc opposite. Browns's Hotel, Pennsyl vania ft venue. THOMAS PPR8EL1,. Nov. 18?2m T?URNISHJ?D HQUIfi FOR ftSN.T?-For rent, three newly finished houses on D, be tween 9th' and 10th streets, containing nine com fortable rooms in each, brick out-honsc-s, Sic. One of the houses I am now furnishing, and to a careful tenant would rent it low for the approaching ses sion. To any person wishing a very comfortable house and convenient location, this house is jAst such a one. For further particulars apply at SRLBY PARKER'S Perfumery awl Fancy Store, between 9th and 10th dov 27?tf streets, Penn. Avenue.