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OXE DOLLAR AND FIFTY CUTS. tsm llfOXi I ADVABCC "PBT.TSHF.D BY EAPGOOD &. ADAMS. nc unci. SI aBrrkli) arailq Sournal, Dftroffb to rcttom, ifultni?1 literature, duration, lord iuMliprr, anb tjje 3Stras of Daq. VOL. 42, NO. 11. WARREN, TRUMBULL COUNTY, OHIO, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 28, 13 57. WHOLE NO. 2143 Poetry. A TESTIMONY. BY ELLEN ALLEYN. I said of Isoghter: It is Tain ; Of mirth I ssi A: Wh-it profit it J ... .Therefore 1 1 fraud a be?, and writ Therein, how ease, and also pain. Ilosr health and sickness, eT one Is T&nitf beneath the sun. Man waJii In a Tin shadow; he Disqsietrth himself in Tain. The things that were shall be again. The rtrers do not fill tlie sea. Bat tnrn back to their secret sonrce ; The winds too, torn upon their course. Oar treasures moth and rust corrupt. Or thieres break through and steal; or they Mate themselves wings and E, swsjr. One man made merry as he supped, Kor guessed how, when that nisht grew dim. Ilia sonl would be required of him. We bniM our houses on the sand, Oomelx withoutside, and within : But when the winds and rain begin To beat nn (hem. they cannot stand I They perish, quickly overthrown. Loose at the hidden basement stone. All things are vanity, I said : Tea, vanity of vanities. The rich man dies ; and the poor dies ; The worm feeds sweetly on the dead, Whatae thou Uckest. keep this trurt ; All in the end shall have bat dust. The one inheritance, which best. And worst alike shall find and share. The wicked cease from trouMing there. And there the weary are at rest ; There all the wisdom of the wise la vanity of vanities. alas flourishes as a green leaf,. And as a leaf doth pass away: Or as a shade that cannot stay. And leaves no track, his course is brief ; Yet 4th man hope and plan Till he is dead; O, foolish man I Our eyes cannot be satisfied With seeing nor our ears be filled With hearing; yet we plant and build. And aaake oar borders wide : We gather wealth, we g-ither care. But know sot who shall be our heir. Why should we hastea to arise So early, and so late at rest ? Our labor is not good; our best -Hopes fade; our heart is stayed on lies; Verily, we sow wind; and we 6!iaU reap the whirlwind, verily. He who hath little shall not lack ; lie who ha h plenty shall decay ; Oar fathers went; we pass wj ; Oar children follow on our track : So generations full, and so They are renewed, and come and go. The earth is fattened with cur dead ; She swallows more and doth not cease ; Therefore her wine and oil increase. And her sheaves are not numbered ; Therefore her plants are green, and all licr pleasant trees lusty and tall. Therefore the maidens cease to sing. And the young mtn are very sad ; Therefore the sowing is not glad ; And weary is the harvesting. - Of high and low. of green and small, Tanity is the lot oTaJl. A king dewlt in Jerusalem ; Be was the wisest man on earth ; lie bad all riches from his birth. And pleasures till he tired of them ; Then, having tested all things, he Witnessed tht all are vanity. BY ELLEN ALLEYN. Choice Miscellany. THE CHARGE OF MAY. A LEGEND OF MEXICO. BY GEORGE LIPPARD. There was it day when an old man willi white Lair sat alone in a small chamber of a national mansion. Lis spare but muscular figure resting in an arm chair, Lis bands clasped, and Lis deep blue eyes gaiing through tbe winter sly. The brow of the old man furrow ed with wrinkles. Lis Lair rising in straight masses, white as the driven enow. Lis sunken cheeks traversed by maiked lines, and iLin lips, fixed com pressed, all announced a long stormy life. AH the marks of an iron will were written upon Lis fsee. His name, I need not (ell you was An drew Jackson, and Le sat alone in the White House. A visitor entered without being an nounced, and stood before the President in the form of a boy of nir-eteen, clad in a coarse, round jacket and trowsers, and coTered from Lead to foot with mud. Ab Le stood before the President, cap in Land, the dark Lair falling in damp clusters about Lis white forehead, the old man cculd not help surveying at a rapid glance, the muscular beauty of Lis fig re, the chest, tbe sinewy arms, the head placed proudly on the firm shoul ders. "Your business?" aaid the old man in hi abrupt way. "There is a Lieutenancy vacant in tha Dragoons. Will -you give it to me?"' And dashing .back the dark" Lair which fell over Lis face, the boy, as if frightened at Lis boldness, bowed low before the President. The oM man could not restiain that smile. It wreathed bis firm lip, and shone from his clear eye's. "Vou enter my chamber unannoun ced, covered from head to foot wi;h mud you tell me that a lieutenancy is va cant, and ask me to gi?e .it to you. Who are yoa?" "Charles May!:' The -boy did not "bow this time, but with Lis Bight hand oa his hip, stood like a wild yonng In dian, airect in the presence of the Pesi sient. "What claims have yoa to a comniis- sion?rV Again the hero surveyed him, and again Le faintly smilled. "Such, as you see!" exclaimed the boy j as Lis dark eyes shone with that dare devil light, while Lis form swelled in ev ery muscle, as with the conscious pride of manly strength and beauty. "Would you " he bent forwaid. sweeping Lis curls aside once more, while a smile be gan to break over Lis lips "Would you like to tee me ride? My Lorse is at the door. You see I came post haste for this commission?" Silently the old man followed the boy, and together they went forth from the White House. It was a clear, cold win ter's day; the wind tossed the President's white hairs, and the leafless trees stood boldly out against the blue sky. Before lh- portals of the White llouse, with the rein thrown loosely on his neck, stood a magnificent Lorse, his dark Lide smok ing foam. -lie uttered a shrill neigh as his boy-master sprang with a bound in to his saddle, and in a flash was gone, skimming like a swallow down the road his mane and tail streaming in the breeze. The old man looked after them, the horse and his rider, and knew not which to admire most, the athletic beauty of the boy, or the tempestuous vigor of the horse. Thrice they threaded the avenues in f.oiit of the While House, and at last stood panting before the President, the boy leaning over the neck of his 6teed, as he cooly exclaimed "Well, Low do you like me?" "Do you think you could kill an In dian?'" the President said, taking Lim by tbe Land, as he leaped from his horse. Aye and eat him afterwards!" cried the boy, ringing out his fierce laugh, as he read his fate in the old man's eyes. "You had better come ia and get your commission:" and the hero of New Orleans ld the way into the White House. There came a night, when an old man President no longer sat in the silent chamber of Lis Hermitage Lome, a picture of age trembling on the verge ofeternitv. The light that stood upon his table revealed his sunken form rest ing against the pillows which cushioned his chair, and the death-like pallor of Lis venerable face. In that face, with its white Lair, and massive forehead. : everything seemed already dead except the eyes. Their deep gray blue shone with the fire of New Orleans as the old man with Lis long, white fingers grasp ed a letter, post-marked "Washington." "They ask me to designate the man who shall lead our army, in case the annex ation of Texas brings on war with Mexi co" his voice, deep -toned and thrilling. I even in that Lour of decrepitude and de cay, rung through the silence of the chamber "there is but one who can do it, and Lis name is Zachary Taylor." It was a dark Lour when this boy and i this General, both appointed at the sug ! gestion or by the voice of the Man of the Hermitage, met in the battle of Rc-saca de la Palma. By the blaze of cannon, and beneath the canopy of battle-smoke, we behold the meeting. "Capt. May, you must take that bat tery!" As the pld man uttered these words Le pointed far across the ravine with his sword. It was like the glare of a volca no the steady blaze of that battery, pouring from the darkness of the chap para!. Before him, summoned from the rear by his command, rose the form of a splendid soldier, whose hair waving in long masses, swept his bread shoulders, wLile Lis beard fell over his muscular chest. Hair and beard as dark as mid night, framed a determined face sur mounted by a small cap, glittering wiih a single golden tassel. The young war rior Areslrode a magnificent charger, broad in the chest, small in the head, delicate in each slender limb, and with nostrils quivering as thouh they shot forth jets of flame. Tuat steed was as death. Without a word, the soldier turned to his men. Eighty four forms, with throats and breasts bare, eighty -four battle horses, eighty-f ur sabres, that rose in the clutch of naked arms, and flatbed their light ning over eighty-four faces, knit in eve ry feature with battle fire. "Men, follow!" shouted the young commander, who had been cieated a soldier by the hand of Jacksor, as his tall form rose in the. stirrups, and the battle breeze played with his long black hair. There was no response in words, but you should have seen those horses quiv er beneath the spur, and spring and lunch away. Down upon the sod with one terrible beat came the sound of their hcols while through the air, rose in glitter ing .circles those battle scimitars. ! Four yards in front rode May, himself and his horse the o' j'Ct of a thousand eyes, so certain was the death that 'loomed before him. Proudly in his warrior beauty L-j rode that steel, his hair floating from beneath his cap in ra ven curls upon the wind. He turns his head his men sec Lis face with stern lip and knit brow; they ftel the fire of Lis eyes; they Lear not "men forward!" but "men follow!" and away, like an immense battle engine composed of eighty-four men and horses, woven together by swords away and on they dash. They near the ravine; old Taylor fol lows them, with hushed breath, aye,' clutching his sword hilt, Le sees the golden tassel of May, gleaming in the cannon flash. They are on the verge of the ravine, May still in front, his charger flinging the earth from heneath him, with colos sal leaps, when from among the cannon, starts up a half clad figure, red wiih blood and begrimmed with powder. It is Ridgdy, who to day has sworn to wear the mantle of Ringgold, and to wear it well! At once his eyes catch the light now blazing in the eyes of May, end springing to the cannon he shouts "One moment my comrade! and- I will draw their fire!" The word is not passed from Lh lips when his cannon Fpeaks out to the bat tery across the ravine. His flash, his smoke have not gone, but hark! Did you not hear that storm of copper balls clatter againgt his cannon; did you see it dig the earth beneath he hoofs of May's squadron? "Men, follow!" Do you see that face gleaming with battle fire, that scimitar i-nttiiKt- i'a nlittPiinT rircle in the nir7 o - 6 ' Those men can hold their shouts no Ion gcr. Rending the air with cries. Hark! The whole army echo them. They strike their spurs, and worried into mad ness their horses whirl , and thunder away to the deadly ravine. The eld man, Taylor, said after the battle, that he ntv r felt his heartbeat as it did thee, for it was a glorious sight to see that young man, May, nl the head of his squadron, dashing across the ra vine, four yards in advance of his fore most man, while long and dirk behind him, was stretched the solid line of war riors and their steeds. Through the windows of the clouds some gleams of sunlight fell they light i.i-- -1 i i . . .,. .i :n me guiueu tassel on me cap, tuey illum ine the dark Lorse and his rider wiih their warm glow they reveal the batte ry you see it, above the further bank of the ravine, frowning death from every muzzle. Near and nearer, up and on! Never heed the death before you though it is certain. Never mind the leap though it is terrible. But up the bank and over the cannon hurrah! At this moment, just as his horse rises for the charge, May turns and sees the sword of brave Inge on his right, turns again and reads his own soul wri'.ten in the fire of Sack el's eye. To his men once more' he turns, his hair floating behind him, he points to the cannon, to the steep bank and the certain death, and as though inviting them, one and all, to his bridal feast, he says 'Come!" They did come. It would have made your blood dance to see it. As one m an they whirled up the bank, following May s sword as they would a banner, and striking madly home as they heard, through the roar of battle they heard Jt, that word of frtr.zy, "Come!" As one mass of bared chests, leaping horses and dazzling scimitars, they charged upon the bauk; the cannon's fire rushed into their faces; Inge, even as his shout rang on the air, was laid a mangled thing before his steed, his throat torn open by a cannon shot. Sack et was buried beneath his horse, and seven dragoons fell at the battery's muz zles, their blood and brains whirled into their comrades eyes. Still May is yonder, above the clouds, Lis horse rioting over heaps of dead, as with Lis sabre, circling round Lis flowing Lair, he curs Lis way through the living wall, and says to his corarads "come!" All around him, friend and foe, their swords locked together yonder the blaze of musketry showered the iron hail upon his band beneath his horse's feet the deadly cannon and ghastly corpse, still that young man riots on, for Taylor has said "Siience that battery," and he will do it. The Mexicans arc driven from their guns, their cannons are silenced, and May's heroic band scattered ameng the mazes of the chapparal, are entangled in a wall of bayonets. Once more the combat deepens and dyes the sod in blood. Hedged in by that wall of steel, May gathers eight of his men and hews his way back toward the captured bat tery. As his charger rears, his sword eirclei above his head, and sink blow after blow into the foemen's throats. To the left a shout is heard; the Ameri cans, led on by Graham and Fleasonton and Winship, have silenced the battery there, while the whole fury of the Mex ican army seemed concentrated to crush May and his band. As he went through their locked ranks, so he comes back. Everywhere ht3 men know him by his hair, waving in dark masses; his golden tinselled cap; his sword they know it too, and when ever it falls, hear the gurgling groan of mortal agony. Back to the captured cannon, he cuts his way, and on ihe brink of the ravine beholds a sight which freezes his blond. A solitary Mexican ftands there, reaching forth his arm in all the frenzy of a brave despair; he entreats his coun trymen to tuin, to man the battery once more, nd hurl destruction on the foe. They shrink back appalled before that dark horse and rider, May! The Mex ican, a gallant young man, whose hand some features can scarcely be distin guished on account of the Hood which covers theni ; while his rent uniform bears testimony to his deeds in that day's carnage, clenches his hands, as he flings a curse in the face of his flying country men, and then with lighted match in hand, springs to the cannon. A moment end its fire will scatter ten American soldiers in the dust. Even as the brave Mexican bends near the cannon, the dnik charger, with one tremendous leap, is there, and the sword of May is circling over his head. "Yield!" shouted a voice which only a few moments ago, when rushing into death, had said "Come!" The Mexican beheld the gallant form before him, and handed Capt. May his sword. "Gen. La Vega is a prisoner!" Le said, and stood wi.h folded arras amid the corpses of his mangled soldiers. You see May deliver his prisoner into the hands of the brave Lieut. Stephens who, when Inge fell, dashed bravely on. Then would you look for May once more gaze through that wall of bayo nets, beneath that gloomy cloud, and behold him crashing into the whirlpool of the fight, his long hair, his sweeping beard, and sword that never for an in stnnt stays its lightning career, making him look the embodied demon of thn battle day. In the rear of the bailie, behold this picture. Where May dashed like a thun derbolt from his side. Gen. Taylor, in his brown coat, still remains. Near him, gazing on the battle with interest keen as his own, the stout form, the stern vis age of his brother soldier, Twiggs. They have followed with flashing eyes the course of May; they have seen his men and horses hurled back in their own blood, while still he thundered on. At this raiment the brave La Ycga is led into the presence of Taylor, his arms folded ov r his breast. Lis eyes fixed on the ground. , As the noble hearted Geueral express es his sorrow that the captive's lot has fallen on one so brave, so in obedience to the command of Twiggs, the soldiers, arranged in battle order, salute the pris oner with presented arms, there comes rushing to the scene the form of May, mounted on his well known charger. " General, you told me to silence that battery. I have done it !" He placed in the Lands of Zachary Taylor, the sword of the brave La Vega. WHEN THAT NOTE WAS DUE. A man in Boston (of course,) was sorely persecuted by an avaricious busi ness acquaintance, to pacify whom he was obliged to Battle;" and not wishing to pay over a"few hundred in cash, he drew tip a note obligating himself to dis charge the account after a specified dale of time. The creditor, who was noted for his "stocking principle," was not, in justice, real'y entitled to the money; but when thirty days afiei date expired, he anxiously presented the note for pay ment. The debtor, instead of meeting it, replied: "The note is not due, sir." "But it is, though. It reads 'thirty days after date, I promise to pay so and so," and thirty-one days have elapsed since the date thereof; and so" "I don't care if thirty-one years have elapsed since the date of the note, 1 shall contend for its immaturity," an swered the debtor, interupting the not very good naturcd note-holder, who soon made his exit, slamming the the street door after him, muttering in coherently about law, judgment, execu tions, fcc. In a few days both parties were be fore a mgistrate, who, on concluding the investigation, proclaimed that he must certainly award "judgment" against the debtor for the full amount of the note, and the cost of tbe prosecution besides. "And what then?" inqu'red the de- fendant. 'I shall issue nn 'execution,' if the plantiiT desires," returned his honor. "To be sure I want one immediate ly," bawled the plaintiff, whose counte nance revealed his determination to al low no mercy as he urged his way as near the- judge as possible. "You are resolved upon judgment and execution?" demanded the defendant. "I am," replied the judge, taking up his pen to record the same. "To be sure we are," corncided the plaintiff, with a chuckle. "I presume your honor can spell cor rectly?" said the defendant, as he pick ed up his hat aud sent it further upon the table before him. "Insolent!" exclaimed the enraged judge. "Will you oblige me by carefully spelling and reading the first line in that valuable document," urged the defen dant, disregarding the anger of the magistrate, and directing his attention to the note that 1 v before him. The jud'e looked at the note and then al tiie defendant, but probably thinking it was best to take it coolly, proceeded to do as requested, and read aloud, in a lucid style: "Thirty days after daie, I prom "Stop!" shouted the defendant; " thought jou couldn't spell." The judge was now boiling over with rajje, and smote the desk before him so violently with his clenched hands, as to cause those who stood about him, in cluding the expectant plaintiff, to retreat a few pices in double quick time. "Keep your temper, juug", or we shall be obliged to have the case trans ferred to another court, where the mag istrate understands the art and mystery of spelling words of one syllable, and don't make a fool of himself by kicking up a row and smashing office furniture. There, you may keep your seat, and tell those present what the first line of that note says," said the defendant, with a coolness that surprised the audience and puzzled the judge. Having again glanced at the docu ment, and appearing to delect something thai had, that moment, escaped his per ception, the judge proceeded to read: "Thirty days after death I promised to pay Right!" exclaimed the defendant; "you can spell, I see." "This note is not due, gentlemen, un til thirty days after his death," proclaim ed the magistrate; "the case is accord ingly dismissed, and the court adjourned until to-morrosr morning." "What!" exclaimed the plaintiff, "am I thus fooled? Villain'' The unexpected and ludicrous conclu sion of the suit threw the whole assem bly, save the unluekly plaintiir, into an uproarious fit rf merriment, which hav ing subsided, tbey separated and dispers ed. The note is not due yet. Ltiso is Bkd witii tub Head High. It is often a question amongst persona who are acquainted with the anatomy and physiology of man, whether lying with the bead exalted or even with the body was the most wholesome. Most consulting their own ease on this point argue in favor of that which they prefer. Now, although many delight in bolster ing up their heads at night and sleep soundly without injury, yet we declare it to be a dangerous habit. The vessels through which the blood passes from the head to the heart, are always less ened in their cavitie3 when the head is resting in bed higher than the body, therefore in all diseases attended with fever, the head should be pretty nesrly on a level with ihe body; and people ought to accustom themselves to sleep thus to avoid danger. Medical Journal. Uses of Night and Grief. Experi ence has decided that the early morning air is much mere inspiring and vigorous than the evening. What is the law? Is not the atmosphere, like all other sub stances and tissues, spoiled ct its ener gy by the action of light and heat? Does it not, like the vegetable and ani mal kingdom require rest? After a night's rest it is recruited and young again. Joy fatigues the spirit iu the same way; which requires rest from la bor, no lest than the body requires rest from labor. Grief, like night ia salutary. It cools down (he soul, by putting out its fites; and if it oppresses her, it aUo coir.presses her energies. The load once gone, she will go forth wiih greater bouyancy to new pleasures. The night of death is a wise and merciful conclu sion to the excitement of moi&l life; with a calm, beautiful, wonderou3 strength, the regenerate spirit enters upon its new life. Quiet Hours, It the Rev. Pultford. It is a curious fact that, in the first Territorial Legislature of Alabama, the upper branch of that body, or the Sen ate, composed of one member. James Titus sat alone in the chamber, and de cided upon the acts of the lower House. OUR HOUSE. We always look upon our houses as mere temporary lodgings. We are al ways hoping to get larger and finer ones, are forced some way or other to live where we do not choose, and in contin ual expectation of changing our place of abode. Ia the present state of soci ety this is in a great mearnre unavoid able, but let us remember it is an evil, and so far as it is avoidable it becomes our duty to check the impulse. It is surely a subject for serious thought, whether it might not be better for many of us. if, in attaining a certain position in life, we determined, with God's per mission, to choose a house in which we could live and die a home not to be in creased by adding stone to stone and field to field, but which, being enough for all our wishes at that period, we should be resolved to be satisfied with forever. Consider this, and also wheth er we ought not to be more in the habit of seeking honor from our descendants than our anceslcrs; thinking it belter to be nobly remembered than nobly born. and striving to live that our sons' sons for nfes to come, might still lead their childred reverentially to the doors out of which we have been carried to the grave, saying "look, this was his house; this was his chamber. liuskin. MANUFACTURE OF GOLD COIN. In alloying and casting gold into "standard ingots," al the mint, an alloy is used which consists of silver and cop per, and is in the proportion of one-tenth nf the entire mass, namelv: In a jriven weight of 1000 ounces of gold and alloy 900 are pure gold, and 100 alloy, one tenth part is silver and nine-tenths cop per. These standard ingots are then assayed, to determine their correctness; and are subjected to the annealing pro cess, that is, tempering them by heat so as to harden them. The ingots, thus annealed are rolled out, and cut in differ entsizes, according to ihe denomination of the coin wanted. These pieces, called "planchets," are first cleaned, and then put into the hands of the adjusters, who wei"h each separately. Those which are too heavy, are filed down 'o the proper weight; and such as are too light, ; being rejected have to be re-melted. The pieces thus adjusted are passed to the coining room to be "milled, which consists in forming the rims. The pieces having been milled, are put into a tub connected with the press, the movements of which, regulated by steam power, force the pieces into the proper position for receiving the impressions cn both the lower and upper sides, as well as the indentions on the rim, all being done by one blow of the pres?.. Exchange. Pious Gamblers Oae of the most amusing instances of external piety we remember to hiie witnessed was in t Madrid club, where eyery sight toward jo o'clock, a rouge et noin tabic cpej?s. Occasionally it . happened that when the game was at the hC'est, the table loaded with gold and noi:s, eagernC5 to be read on the flashed countenances that leaned over the green cloth, there was heard in the street the tinkling of the bell that announces the passage of the host. Instantly the game was sus pended, the gamblers knelt upon their chairs or on the floor and crossed them selves and mumbled prayers while the consecrated wafer passed its way to some dying man'? bedside. The sound of the bell and the steps of the priest grew fainter, and as they died away the gam biers resumed their scats, again grasped the gold, and stretched their necks, and once more it was Rouge gagne et la couleur. Blackwood's Magazine. Little Things. When Teter of Cro ton was engaged on a picture for the royal palace of Petri. Ferdinand II, particularly admired the representation of a weeping child. "lias your majes ty," said the painter, "a mind to see this child laugh?" And suiting the ac tion to the word, the artist merely de pressed the corner of tbe lips , and the inner txtremity of the eye-brow, when the little urchin seemed in danger of bursting his sides with laughter, who a moment before seemed breaking his heart with weeping. If this be true in the world of living men, slight very slight are the causes that make cr break the happiness of life. The touch of a brush can dim heaven with a cloud, or brighleu the prospects at the fair hori zon. Amoung the criminals who entered the New York State Prison at Auburn, last week, was a palsied old man, seven ty years of age, and complete invalid, who was put in for life for wilful murder. He is unable to help himself at all, in consequence of a palsied side. He is from Chenango county, where he killed his own brother with a common clothes pounder, by knocking his brains out while asleep. MANUFACTURE OF MOLASSES FROM SUGAR CANE. The Cincinnati Gazette has a comma nication from a Warren County ngricul turist who gives some straight-forward ulture of nraclicaDte ueas udou me c suar cane and the manufacture of sy rup. He says: On our farm in Warren county we planted an acre of sugar cane the last week in May. It grew finely tall and plump. We let the slocks become ripe, seeds well matured and brown ripe, for the better matured and ripened thestalLs all the better even a frost or two thrown in will make the juice the more sweeter and the more of it. We then cut them; cut the tops and stripped tbe blades off we then ground them in a common cider mill, placing the grinding appara tus as near together as possible. Run ning through a couple of times, took out all the juice a full pint to a stalk on an aveiage. We then strained the juice cleverly, placed it in kettles, and com menced the boiling operation. We put into each thirty gallons, on beginning to boil, a tablefpocnful of official lime water, (lime and water mixed will do) adding the same occasionally, and skim ming off the green scum whenever it arose. About four tablespoonsful of lime water to the thirty gallons is suffi cient, though it is belter too much than not enough. Going on in this way for eight or ten hours, we had pure, beauti ful, and finely tasted molasses. It is no more difficult to make syrup from the sugar cane than 4to make it from the ma;de tr-e the one being jusl as simple as the other. Two or three strainings, proper attention to tkimraing, veil bailing, the proper addition of lime water to neutralize the acid, and we have just as good molaeses, belter, than what we now pay one dollar a gallon for. M. W. Two gentlemen residing in Wabash county, Illinois, write to the Chicago Press, Oct 21, that they are making a barrel of superior Sorghum molasses daily, and shall continue to do so until cold weather. They alse say that the fodder saved will pay the expense of . m i v a a raising me cane, iney nave iwecij acres of the cane, and the yield will be about one hundred gallons to the acre, of 6yrup superior to Louisiana. The editor of the Mansfield Herald has visited Newark, near which a Weirick is manufacturing syrup or mo lasses from the Chinese Sugar Cane. Mr. W. has a mill to which the cultiva tors of the sorghum bring their supply of cane. About a hundred acres in Licking county have been planted this year. The syrup is fully equal to the New Orleans article, and it is said, an acre of cane will yield one hundred and fiftv 2allon3. No suorar has yet been fifty gallons. made by Mr. W. The Ft, Lou's Democrat 0t the 12 L saj- "Twenty-five bareis of DiolaBseS made from tbe Sorghum, or Chinese Su - -r Cane, were sold cn 'Chajige yester- i sn ..ni. ... .iu T, day mornii;" at 50 cents per gallon. It " ' j was shipped from below", and is present - ed as an excellent article." INDIAN CORN. Maize, or Indian corn, originated in A- merica and is not yet, we think, cultivated to an extent unon the European continent. ,, , ' , , ',... Tbouub the people of Great Britain can- not be made to annreciate its merits verv . . - . fully, the aggregate exports of corn in 1856, in the form of whole grain, meal, corn starch, farina, ice., amounted to between seven and eight million dollars, or about one-fortieth of the whole exports of the country, and 6,700,000 bushel?, considerably more than half, went to England alone. Corn has always been an important article in this country, both of consump tion and export The total amount oft mis pioauce esponeu iu iiiu, wasi 573.559 bushels; 1791, 2.C63.936 bush els, of which 351,605 were Indian meal. The value of corn and its manufactures exported from the U. States in 1830, was 8597,119; in 13126.96.36.1995; in 1340, 81,043,516; in 1845, 81,053,283; in 1850, S4.652.C04. The export increase more rapidly than the production. The export of corn quadrupled between 1840 and 1850, while the production did not quite double. The great amount of invention bestow ed on corn planters, corn cutters, shel-! lers, cob grinders, etc., tends each year! ... . ... : ,.r I tvi pruiUUlo iiic iuuicasc ui ;ivuui.uwu. It has been estimated that, as a general rule seven founds of corn will produce one pound of pork; so that in localities where through distance from market or from transportation facilities, the cereal cannot be raised at a profit for sale, it is frequently the material used in fattening the more concentrated form of diet, and and on which, consequently the freight isles. [For the Chronicle.] THE POTATOE ROT. Messrs. Editors : The rot has for the last five or six years proved exceedingly aor,te edible, thepotatoe. With view of obviating tins, numerous schemes have been devised, but all, so far as I have been able to learn, have failed. Numer ous inquiries into the cause of this sin gular malady have been made by men of science, from time to time, but no real reason has yet been assigned. The King of Prussia propounded the question What is the cause of the Potatoe Rot? and appointed a committee of scientific men to answer it. These, after several years of investigation, failed to give a correct reply, having adduced only vague theories and suppositions; and thus far. the cause or causes of the potato rot seem to baffle the efforts of the wisest. Although we have as yet no sure prtvent- .t; fr tV,o rnf l hw nrnnor ram it "'- j -j r-i may be greatly obviated. The potatoe has yielded abundantly this year, but its pernicious foe has again commenced hie ravages. I have tried several methods of pre venting it, but none have succeeded to well as the following, which I desire t lay before your readers. I first tested It two years ago. After digging my pota toes, I placed all of them in the cellar, as usual, save a few which I washed and laid aside to dry. When sufficiently dried, I packed them in a box and laid them away in the chamber, secure frcra frost." That year, every potatoe I had placed in the cellar decayed. Bat in the spring, when I look those from the box, not one of them 'showed the least symp toms of rot. Since that time I have expe rienced no difficulty in preserving my potatoes. Instead of stowing them away in the ground, or ia a damp celllar, I pack them in boxes, and lay them away in a dry place. By this means the rot does not seriously affect them. If oar farmers who are now digging their pota toes, would only provide themselves with boxes, or barrels, and having placed them therein, would lay them away be yond the reach of frost cr moisture, they would not be compelled to pay 91.50 j and $2,00 per bushel for seed potatoes next snnncr. J. McCLEEKY. BAZETTA, Oct. 12th, '57. I i j Mr. Robert Wright, farmer of Burton . cow wuicn oroKe us leg, ana wmcn mey attempted to set themselves; but finding they could not succeed, they sent for JUr. Reynolds, veterinary surgeon, or Melton Mowbray, who found it in so bad a state as to render amputation neeessa- iy, and has affixed one of timber in its fa ;ke ,0 anJwer trnj. ' u fastened round the u j q( fca,hep and :: beast can use it. ' T GosPL TrjtH.-Let 84,000000 , of gold be sent abroad, and every man ncel. that we are poorer thereby. Let the j ya!ue of ibis sura in floa, eoUon, or ny 1 thiag c! ? abroad, and every man feels are &'icg rfatrkj fio ! of our products. A conviction so universal, .r . ,, , ' J so irresistible, even by those who affect , to regar(j ijie possession of the precious j metals as no more desirable than the j possession of any other commodity, ea- i not exist without a basis in universal ex- j perience. So long as we sustain a nation- j al system, which makes us exporters of j these metals we must suffer disasters like luc F,cac" ! """s-'r'T which has brought them about. i r - & -Ptnrut. Two Widows Claimiso ins Estatb of the Central America's Steward. The Surrogate's Court, iu New York, was crowded on Fi iday by the friends of Margaret and Susan, two colored women who each claimed to be the lawfdl wid ow of Potrcnious, the lost steward of the ill fated steamer Central America, and consequently entitled to his estate, which is estimated at 34,000. Susan was the first to apply for dowry, and claims to have been married to Po'ron- iou" inSn Fnciscon, California, ia married to i'otroniou ten years previous to that, and produces a certificate dated New York, October 10th, 1343. The Chicago Journal of Wednesday sys that Exchange oa the Eas , is al- most impossible to be obtained, and when it can be procured, from five to fifteen per cent, is asked for it. A gentleman who had a note of 82.5.10 to pay in New York last week, paid 250 for exchange. Another person had 810.000 falling du in New York, and although he had 870,000 on deposit in Chicago, he could nut meet his obligation at the East short of 81.000. Accidest. As Mrs. her daughter. Mrs. n. Deforest aal ess, were rid- in down College street. New Haven, on Thursday last, a foot ball was acci dentally kicked by the students through their carriage window, cutting Mrs. Van Ness very severely with the broken glass, and it ia feaml that one eye is des troyed. . The Prait Bank, Buffalo, re-opened its doors on Saturday, and transacted business as usual, and pail specie for its notes.