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By J. A. SELBY. . COLtJMBIA, S. C., FRIDAY MORNING, MAY 19, 1865. VOL. l.-NO. 43.
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Roar and revei, revel and roar.
Winda that raye on the rock bound shore,
1 hear, but I lear, your wrath no more.
Ye are powers that wait on a mortal fate,
But your roar and your wrath are all too
She you would harm lies in sovereign
slate. i
She is guarded by hands of a sovereign
By thelig?itningdart of the pallid knight,
Whose very stare is a doom to.sight. %
Break the cold earth, lay hare the mound.
Where alie takes her state in a sleep pro?
Oh! would that your roar could break her
v. '
Could break those fetters of icy state, 1
Where, watched by the ?pells of a deSpot
She lies, nor dreams of the weeping who
vir. . j
Why will ye thus yonr revels keep.
When I would share in that kindred sleep.
Laying me down in the mansion deep.
Methinks th?re are shapes that rise, of trees,
Houses and hornes, of all degr?es,
And 1 hear the chauntiug of mysteries.
And the children ylide by* 'hi play, nor
The howling that pierces my inward ear.
Nor see the state she is keeping there.
How rude the laugh, and the shout how
Tearing its way to the very sky,
As if there were no such word as "die/'
Jloar ayd revel, rev?i and roar.
Ye make thc tit *>ug for the silent shore,
Where the sea sings desolate evermore.
Would ye for her that music make!
Through the great palace of prisons break,
And bid my own beautiful sleeper wake!
Ay, .hive her forth with a despot hand,
And ?end her in exile, with dread com?
luto my keeping, and out of the laud!
So roar, so revel, so revel and roar,
Along the great deep, by the rock-bound
Singing for me pf the nevermore
'"lie dread, unreturuing-the nevermore!
Modern Jerusalem.
A French gentleman, who delights
;o frequent the spots on which cele?
brated poets have dwelt, or whence
they derived their inspiration, has pub?
lished in the Moniteur fm account of
his visit to the 'Gardens of Solomon.'
First, he visited the 'sealed fountains'
large subterranean reservoirs, wherein
the waters springing from the moun?
tain are collected, and whence the
water is conducted to Jerusalem hy
.At a short distance from the raser*
voirsare the celebrated gardens. They
extend along a valley which runs from
El Bourach to Bethlehem. It is thc
most charming spot in all Palestine.
Solomon was a good judge in' more
senses than one. There are murmur?
ing streams winding through verdant
lawns; there are the choicest fruits and
flowers, the hyacinth, the anemone,
the fig tree and the pine. Towering
high above the garden,aDd contrasting
grandly with its soft aspect, are the1
dark, precipitous rock3 of the neigh?
boring mountain, around whose sum?
mit vultures and eagles incessantly
scream and describe spiral circles in the
air. 'Ric rare plants and flowers
which the great enchanter of the past
collected within these gardens were
protected from the North wind by the
mountain. Every gust of South wind
was loaded with perfumes. With the
first breeze in Spring the fig tree out
forth.its fruits and the vines begari to
blossom. It was, in the words of
Scripture, ;a garden of delights.' The
vegetations of the North and South
were intermingled. One part of the
garden was called the Walnut-tree
walk,-(or, as the English Scripture
translation has it. the Garden of Nuts,)
another is the ?Beds of Spices.' /Hie
writer's guide was a well., educated
Italian, who informed him that the
gardens of Solomon are now let to an
Englishman. 'The present tenant,' he
said, 'is Mr. Goldsmith, of the house
of Goldsmith & Son. He- is under
draining' the gardens of Solomon on
1 the Yorkshire system. You 'will be
I astonished to see how successful he has
beeb. Here is the house.' I per
? ceived a bright brass knob shining iu
the centre of a small square of por?
celain let into a white wall. Over
J this knob was the following superscrip?
tion in the English language, Tiing
j the hell.' This bell seemed to my
imagination rather an anomaly in the
gardens of Solomon-but that is a trifle.
We did ring the bell, and we went in.
The first thing that Kr?ck my eyes
were red draining pipes .lying about,
and bearing the mark of .the manufac?
turers, Samuel <fe Co., No. 130 Strand."
Mr. Goldsmith was draining that Bibli?
cal valley, the dew of which was; so
often brushed away by the naked feet
of the Shulamite. It was in the month
of September. An American mpwing
I machine was cutting a second crop of
artificial grass on the very spot where
the daughters of Jerusalem gathered
those, I?lieS of the field which were
more beautiful thad Solomon in all his
! glory. A patent reaping machine was.
rapidly garnering the crop of that
"glebe in which th? sisters of lilith and
the daughters of Naomi-were wont to
glean. I asked to sec Solomon's pa
( vilion, but, alas! ?\? cypress timbers
and the cedar wainscoating had been
taken down, and in their place is a,
i brick built cottage, with a roof of red
and green tiles. The entrance hall ig
whitewashed; there is a little parlor
with a Birmingham carpet, and a
drawing-room papered with a'red bor?
dered y.llow paper, purchased in Paris,
Ru? des Moineaux. The cVunney is
Prussian, and the curtains are of Swiss
muslin. Instead of the servants of the
spouse, I found two nursery maids
one from Paris and the other from
Florence. The slave who prepares
the tents of cedar is now called 'John.'
He has red whiskers, blacks his mas?
ter's shoes, scrubs the floor every day,
and varnishes it on Sundays; and if
some romantic person should inquire,
as I had the naivete to do, about the
dark Shulamite, he will he shown ave
sweet little Erglish children, redolent
of cold cream and Wiudsor soap, as
fair as floss silk, with their jjair in
corkscrew curls, and wearing prunella
booti:, blue capes, and green parasols.
The cinnamon trees have been cut
doun for fire wood and the aromatic
canes grubbed up, but the five little
misses do crochet work under the
shade of a bon. Cretien pear tree.
Since the Eastern war, Mr. Goldsmith
has obtained the custom of the Pasha
of Jerusalem for vegetables. Last
year he had seven crops of potatoes,
thanks to his wonderful drainage.
Scotland in the Sixteenth Century.
The following graphic picture of
Scotland in the Sixteenth Century is
from a work by Robert Chambers,
recently- issued in Scotland, entitled
'Domestic Annals of Scotlaud from the
Reformation to the R?volution:'
Our attention lights, a few 'years
after the middle of the Sixteenth Ceir
tury.on a little independent, kingdom in
the Northern part of the British Uland.
-a tract of country now thought
beautiful and romantic, then hard
favored and sterile, chiefly mountain?
ous, penetrated Joy deep inlets of the
sea, and suilering under a climate not
so objectionable on account of cold as
humidity. It contains a scattered
'population of probably seven hundred
thousand; the Scots-thought to be a
very 'ancient nation, descended from a
daughter of Pharaoh, King of Egypt,
and, living under a monarchy, believed
I to have originated about tho time that
Alexander-conquered India. A very
poor, rude country it is, as it well
might be at that a^e, and seeing that
it lay so far to the North, and so mitch
out of the highway of civilization.
No well formed road* in it-no posts
for letters or for traveling. There wa3
a printing-press in the head town,
Edinburgh, but not another anywhere.
A regular localized court of law had
not yet existed in it for thirty years.
No stated means of education, except?
ing a few grammar schools in the prin?
cipal towns, and three small universi?
ties. Society consisted mainly of a
large agricultural class, half enslaved
to the lords of tho soil; above all,
obliged to follow them ra war. Other
agricultural pursuits to be found only
in the burghs, the chief of which were
Edinburgh, Glasgow, Rtir'ing, Perth,
Dundee and Aberdeen.
I?i reality, though it was not known
then, tno bulk of the people of Scot?
land were a branch ot the great Teu?
tonic race which possesses Germany
and some other countries in the?North
west of Europe. Precisely the same
people they were with the bulk of the
English, and speaking essentially the
same language, though for ages they
had been almost incessantly at' war
with that richer and more advanced
community. As England, however,
was neighbored by Wales, with a
Celtic people, so did Scotland contain
in its Northern and moro mountainous
districts a Gellie - people, also Tltde,
poor, proud, and of fiery temper, but
brave, .and possessed of virtues of their
own. These Highland clansmen
whom the English of that time con?
temptuously called Redshanks, with
reference to their naked hirshte limbs
- were the relic? of a greater nation,
who once occupied all Scotland, and |
of whose blood some portion was
mingled with "that of the Scots nf the i
Lowlands, producing a certain fervor
of character-tperjerviaum in etti um
Scotorum1-which is not found in
purely Teutonic natures. Tba mo
narchy bad originated with them early '
in the sixth century of tb?; Christian
era, and had gradually absorbed the
rest of Scotland, even "while its origi?
nal subjects were hemmed more and
more within the hilly North. But,
by the marriages of female heirs, this
thorn-encircled crown had come, in
the fourteenth century, iuto a family
of Norman English extraction, bearing
the name of Stuart.
Jeff. Davis' Coffee Set.
We examined on Saturday thc ma?
chinery of one of those curious souve?
nirs bf the war, that, like their recipi?
ents, 'cannot escape history.' We
I allude to a fancy coffee or tea set-we
! do not know which-which formerly
graced tho mansion of President Jef?
ferson Davis, but which was disposed
of at auction with silverware, ike, by
Messrs. Bell, Elliott & Co., Pearl
street, a few days before tho evacu?
ation, when Mr. Davis, concluded to
'decline housekeeping,' and make a
tour for his health. The coffee or tea
set in question ?3 a perfect miniature or
fae simile of a railroad locomotive,
with tender attached. The locomotive
boiler receives the coii'ee or tea, makes
and discharges it through a spiggotf a
steam whistle indicating when the tea
or coffee is ready.
The boiler of the locomotive is of
porcelain, and the figuro of the fire?
man, ol the same material, appears on
tho locomotive vigorously ringing the
bell, which, we suppose, means tue
breakfast, dinner,-or supper-bell. The
tender, which is an admixture of brass
j and other metal, curries the sugar in an
j elegant sugar caisson, with goblet for
J cognac and stunning small cut glasses.
The sides of tho tender are embellished
with rack3 for segars. The :nost cu?
rious contrivance of all is a music-bow
located somewhere in the tender, which,
being set, plays eight, popular airs,
sufficient in length to entertain a
supper, dinner, or breakfast party. It
got obstreperous on Saturday and
refused to play 'Dixie.'
The whole establishrnent,engi"ne and
tender, rests upon two benutihilj en?
amelled waiters. As we have said
before, the article was disposed of at
auction, and purchased by an Italian,
A. Barratti, who, several days ago,
disposed of the sanie to Col. Friedman,
of Philadelphia, a gentleman well
known in and out of the army. Col.
Friedman purchased thc souvenir with
a view of presenting the same to Pre
siderit Lincoln; and to save the public
the trouble of an effort of inspecting
the mechanism we have described, we
may as wen state that the rare article
is on its. way to Washington and the
White House.
It may not be inappropriate to men?
tion that upon the side of the looo~
motive, in miniature, is emblazoned
'President Jefferson Davis,' showing
that the testimonial, locomotive and
tender, were built expressly for bis use,
or pleasure. Upon tue front, just
where tho 'cow-catcher' ought to be.
appears the Confederate banner and
the battle-flag, entwined with the na?
tional ensign of France. Wonder if
j the whole affair wasn't a present from
'Little Nap,' as a testimonial of his
'sincere regard and sympathy.'
[Richmond Whit/, April 17.
HOOD'S LIFE.-My whole course of
existence up to the present moment
would hardly furnish materials for ono
of those bald biographies that, content
the old gentlemanly pages of Sylvanus
Urban. Lamb, on bein"; applied to
fora memoir of himself, made answer
that it would go into an epigram, and
I really believe tiiat I could compress
my own into that baker's dozen ol
lines called a sonnet. Montgomery,
indeed, has forestalled the greater part
bf it iu his striking poem on the Com?
mon Lot, but in prose nobody coule
ever make anything of it except Mr
George Bobbins. My birth -was
neither so humbio that, like Johr
Jones, I have been obliged among mj
lays to lay the cloth, and to court th?
cook and tb'c muses at the same time
nor yet so lofty that, with a certair
lady of title. I could not write withou
letting myself down. Then for edu
cation, though, on the one hand, "
have not taken my degree, wit!
Blucher, yet, on the other, I hav<
rusticated at the open air school, lik<
. lite poet of Helpstone. As for incident:
of importance,! remember none,e.\cep
being drawn for a soldier, which was ;
hoai:', and having the opportunity o
giving a casting vote on a grea
parochial question, only I didn't at
tend. I have never been third in ;
duel or crossed in love. The strearj
of timo has flowed on with me ver
like that of the New River, whic
everybody knows has so tittle romane
about it that its head has nevei trou
bled us with a tale. My own story
then, to possess any interest, must b
a llb. Truly given with its egutisr
and ils barrenness, it would look to
like the chalked advertisements on
dead wall. Moreover, Pope has rea
a letter to self-importauce in th
Memoirs of P. P., the- parish der}
who was only notable, after all, am?nos
his neighbors, as a swallower <
loaches. To conclude, my life-upo
my life-is not worth giving, <
taking. Thc principal just suffices f<
me t') live upon; and, of course, won]
afford little interest to any one els
Besides, I have a bad memory, and
personal history would assuredly 1
but a middling one, of which I hat
forgotten the beginning and cann
foresee the end. I must, thereioi
respectfully decline giving my life
;he world-at least till 1 have do1
j with it.
Laughter i? not altogether a fooli !i
thing. Sometimes lhere is even wi
dom in it. Solomon himself admits
there is a time to laugh, as woll as- :i
time to mourn. Man only laughs
man, the highest organ i/.r-il being; a?'<l
hence the definition that has boen pro
posed of 'Man, a laughing animal.'
Certainly, it defines him as well as :\
'cooking animal,1 a 'tool making
anima!,' a 'money niakinrjf animal,' :-.
?political animal,' or such like. Laugh?
ter very often shows the bright sido
of a man. It brings -out his happier
nature, and shows of what sort of stuff
he n really made. Somehow wc feel
as if we never thoroughly know a mat:
until we hear him laugh. Wo do not
feel at home with him till then. Wo
do not mean a mere snigger, bur, a
good, round, hearty laugh. Tho
solemn, sober visage, like a .Sunday'.?
dress, tells nothing of the real man.
He may be very silly, .or very profound;
very cross, or very pilly. Let us hear
him langi), and we eui decipher him
at once, and tell how his heart boats.
We are disposed to suspect thc man
who never laughs. A t all event .,
there is a repulsion about, him which
we cannot get- over. Lavater say.-:
'Slum that man who never laughs, who
di-likes music or the glad face of a
?child'. This is what everybody feel:,
I and none mote than c'nilureu, who are
quick at reading characters; and their
strong instincts rarely deceive them
MARRIAGK- LOVE.-Marriage with?
out love is life without health. There
is no need to exhort, a womaii to love
her husband, she is sure to do
it, she cannot help it; even if her
h>art be pre-occupated, the sacred tia
disposes it to respond to a husband,
unless want of affection and kindness
on his part prevents it. Her first
sensatiou is a sort of wonder at the
good fortune that has given her to the
man of lier choice; lier second a sort
of fear that she is not worthy of Lim,
and her third a strange desire to
become so; and tims juatifv bis pene?
tration t?at enabled him to distinguish
ber among so many, that in her hu?
mility she seemed so superior.
Ob! that woman's nature was more
studied by those who are destined to
become her masters and guardians!
that they could understand her deep
trusting tenderness; her perceptions of
chango and mdiilerence, her unbound?
ed capacity of being loved, and the
immeasurable gratitude when ' this
essential love and tenderness are ac?
corded. All a woman asks is love.
For that she will resign self-will,
opinion, long formed habits, every?
thing. Withhold that, heap on hc-r
wealth, splendor, pleasure in every
form, and you fail to satisfy her.
Many a woman languishes amid
abundance, and envies the very beg?
gars in the streets, if the latter possess
the blessing of connubial love.
. Dr. Johnson, in his most prosperous
period,contended thatschool-days were
the "happiest days of life. 'Ab! sir,'
he said, 'a boy's being flogged is cot
so severe as a man's haviug the hiss
of the world against him.'
Provisions for Sale.
AFEW barrels of FLOUR, a few
bushels of RICE and a small ?juan, i
ty of SORGHUM can be had in lots to
suit purchasers by applying to the under?
signed, at his residence. Winn street, nt/.,
the Charlotte Railroad Depot, between t>
and lo o'clock in the morning.
may 2" '1* WM SHEPHERD
Furniture, ?fee, for Sale.
THE undersiened otfers for sale the .
tire lot of HOUSEHOLD Ft!RN I
TURE of a family removing from the city
including riot only the usual complement
of the parlor, dining room, chamber? am
kitchen, but Crockery, Glassware, Cutler",
and thc numberless other articles rcquisiti
for comfort. Liberal- conditions as to '. >
j time ol* payment will be given if iesir* :
to a party purchasing the while or great'
part of the lot. WM. SHEPHERD.
Winn street, near Charlotte D*po:,
1 may 20

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