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The courts have decided that refusing to take a newspaper or periodical from the office, or removing and leaving it uncalled for, is prima facie evidence ofinten tional fraud. - ' ' How to stop a HPKBU First see that yon have paid for it up to the time you wish it to stop; notify the post master of your desire, and ask him to notify the publisher under hie frank, as he is authorized to do of you wish t jiseontiaoev Bnsmtea Dircttorg. SOXS OP TEMPEBAS'CE, Fort Stevenson Division, No. 43'iB St. ted meetings, every Tuesday evening at the Division Room in the old Northern Exchange. .,5r CADETS OP TEMPER AXCE. Fort Stevenson Section, No, 104 meets eery Thursday evening in the Hall of the Sons of Tem perance. : . ;. i. o. o. f. ' CrOSnnn LodSTe, No. 17, meeta at the Odd Fellow Hall, in Morehouse's building, every Saturday eveaiag. - ." - ' 1849.3 ' .' - 11819. - c. n. Mc criiiiOCH, DEALER tSt ' DRUGS. MEDICINES.- PAINTS, DTESTUFFS, : BOOKS, STATIONARY, &c y- Lower SaadnifcTi Qnlo- KALril P. BICKLAXD, ATTORNEY and Counsellor at law and Solicitor in Chancery, will attend to professional business in Sandusky and Adjoining; counties. XjT Office Second story of Tyler'a Block . ; :. . JOIlVli. GHEE'E, ATTORNEY AT LAW and Prosecuting Attorney for Sandusky county. Ohio, will attend to all pro fessional business entrusted to his care, with promptness and fidelity. -IIj Office at the Court House. " CHESTER EDGERTON, ... Attorney and Counsellor at Law, . AND SOLICITOR' IX CHAJfCKRV. . s Office At the Court Home. " ., Lower Sandusky, 6. So 1. For & Bacgrand, . T PHYSICI ANS "AND SURGEONS: ry ESPEC TFULLY tender their professionnlservices to the citizen of Lower Sandusky an OffVicK One door south of McColloch's Dr d vicinity. rog store. LA Q. RAWSON, "l ; PHYSICIAN ASD SCKGEOX, " . . LOWER SANDUSKY OHIO. May 26. 849. - ' Millinery and DressmakiBS. ' MISS L. E. LENON, -WTOVLO inform the Ladies of Lower Sandusky. . V V viciuily. she is prepared to do. work Ui the neatest manner and in the fashion R ESI DENCE, nearly opposite the Methodist Church. ; May 26. '49. - 14:3m. PORTAGE COUNTY . Mutual Fire Insurance Company. JZ . 1. R Wills s2.V , Agent. J.OWER SANDC8KT, Onio r - , BELL & SHEETS, JFhtsieitiHs atifl Surgeons, y.'" LOWER SANDUSKY, OIIIO. OFFICE Second Story of Knapp' Building. July 7. 1849. ' St Post-Office Honrs. - THE regular Post-Office hours, until further notice, will be as follows: From 7 to 12 A. M. and from 1 to 8 P. M. Sundays from 8 to 9 A. M. and from 4 to 5 P. M. . . W. M. STARK, P. M. B. J. BAISTIiETT, VTTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW r-" LOWIft SA KDUSXT, OHIO, WILL give hia undivided attention to professional business in Sandusky and the adjoining counties. 'Lower Sandusky, Feb. 27, '49. , . , NEW ARRANGEMENT., - DRS. SHEETS & BELL, HAVINGentered into a partnershipin the Dreg Store owned by Dr. Sheets, in Tyler's Building, where thej now offer a full assortment of Drugs, Medicines, Dye Staffs, Oils, Paints, and great variety of fancy articles, such ae cologne, hair oil, indelible ink, pen-xuives, combs, brushes of all kinds, with a full assortment of PATENT MEDICINES, for every disease thai afflicls mankind; which we offer iat verv low psices-forCash, Beeswax. Ginseng. Sassafras Barx from the root and Paper Rags. Low Prices, and s.' " Ready Pay in tomelhing, ia our motto foraver. - - SHEETS fe BE LL. Lower Sandusary July 14, 1349. 2 1 New Grocery, KEXT D00IS SOUTH OF PEISE'S TIN AXD STOVE ESTABLISHMENT. THE SUBSCRIBERS have opened a New Gr ckrT in Lower Sandusky, at which will be found " "Sugar, brown St, white, Coffeee, Tea. . Salerulue, , White Fish, Mackerel, Hamburg Cheese, . Cod-fish, Spice. Pepper, . : Ginger, Nutmegs, Nuts, different kinds, Raisous, . Tobaccos, chewing and atnoiing, and many ether articles. Also choice liquors. Wines and Brandies, of different brands, waid by competent judges to be eqnal to any heretofore' brought to the place; also, southern Ohio Whiskey, of a superior qoalitr, which will be sold as cheap as Monroe--Tide co an Jlicr. Also, Alcohol of the highest proof, sold cheaper than at any other establishment in town. New ider just received and for sale. Wo invite our frienda mnd the people generally to fjive D a call, and trv our "goods. SHRENK fc SHRENK. Lower Sandusky, October I3ih. 1849. Just Rfceircd a New and Splendid lot of .Family Groceries, ' : : t- . SUCH AS : lackerel. Codfish, Raisons, Ginger, Pepper, Spice, Ground Sugar and New Orleans, Best quality of Coffee, Cheese, ITutmegs, Salceratus, Star and Tallow Candles, Also-- lorof JAMES MOORE'S FLOUR. t Heap 'for Cash. j-.,--t. - I J..F; R. SEBRIN&. nn VOLUME I. ft oe trp. OCTOBER. BV THE LATX WILLIS OATLORU CLARK. Solemn, yet beautiful to view. Month of my heart! thou dawnest here, With sad and faded leaves to strew The summer's melancholly bier. The moaning of thy wiuds I heai, As the red sunset dies afar, And bare of purple clouds appear, - Obscuring every western star. Thou solemn month! I hear thy voice;. It tells my soul of other days, When but to live was to rejoice, , When earth was lovely to my gaze ! .- Oh, vision bright oh, blessed hours, Where are their living raptures cow? I ask my spirit's wearied powers I ask my pale and fevered brow! I look to nature and behold My life's dim emblems rustling round, In hues or crimson and of gold The year's dead honors on the ground: And sighing with the winds 1 feel While their low pinions murmur by, How much their sweeping tones reveal ' Of life and human destiny. When Spring's delightsome moments shone, They came in zephyrs from the west, .They bore the wood-lark's melting tone. They stirred the blue lake's glassy breast; Through Summer, fainting in the heat, They lingered ill the furest shade; But,' changed and strengthened new they beat In storm o'er mountain, glen and glade. How like those transports of the breast, When life is fresh and yy is new, Soft as the halcyon's downy nest, And transient all as they arc true! They stir the leaves in that bright wieath " Which Hope about her forehead twines, - Till Griefs hot sigh s around it breathe, Then Pleasure's lip its smile resigns. Alas, for Time, and Death, and Care, What gloom about our way they fling ! - Like clouds in Autum's gnsty air.. . . The burial pageant of Spring: The dreaus linU each successive year Seemed bathed in hues of brighter pride. At lavt'like withered leaves appear. And slrep iu darkness side by side! miscellaneous. Iiaiaortality. The following noble pHssae occurs in 'Dies Boreles, or Christopher under Canvass' in Black wood s Magazine : .North. Oh, my friunJs if this winded and sw ift life be all onr life, what a mournful taste have we had of a possible happiness! We h;tve as it were from some cold and dark edge of a bright world just looked in and been plucked away again ! Have we come to experience pleasure by fats and (rlimpses, but intertwined with pain, burdesome la bor, with weariness, and with indifference? Have we come to try the solace and joy of a warm, fear less, ana connamg aiiection, 10 De men cuiiiea or blighted by bitterness, by seperation by change of heat, or by the dread sunderer of loves Death? Have we found the gladness and the strength of knowledge.when some rays of truth flashed in upon our souls, in the midst of error and uncertainty, or amidst continuous,necessiated,umnstructive avoca tions of the Understanding and is that all! Have left in fortunate hours the charn of the Beautiful, that invests, as with a mantle the visible creation, or have we found ourselves lifted nbove the earth by sudden npprehension of sublimity! Have we had Unconciousness of such feelings, which seem ed to us as if they might themselves make up a life almost an angel's life and where they 'instant come and instant gone? Have we known the( conselation of Doing Right, in the midst of much that we have done wrong, and was that also co ruscation of a transient sunshine. Have we lifted up our thoughts to see Him who is Love, Light,and Truth and Bliss ; to be in the next instant plunged into the darkness of annihilation ? . Have all these things been but flowers that we have pulled by the side of a hard and tedious way, and that after gladdening us for a brief season with hue and col or, wither in our bands, and are like ourselves nothing. o Judge Collamer. In order to give our readers some idea of the private character of Mr. Collamer, we will relate a little incident that occurred but a short time ago. A young man who had business relations with the judge found himself, by the force of adverse circumstances, in a fair way to lose two thousand dollars cash.unless some friend came to his relief. Imagine his surprise and gratitude when Judge Collamer himself, entirely unsolicited, came forward and saved him from the dilemma. The young man said 'Judge, 1 never can repay you.' Very well,' . replied the judge, 'if you never should when you get as old as I am, if you have the chance, do the same to some oilier young man..' Boston Herald, o Thb way to Win. At one of the anniversaries of a Sabbath school in London, two little girls pre sented themselves to receive a prize, one of whom had recited one verse more than the other, both had learned several thousand verses of Scripture. The gentleman who presided enquired : 'Ann, couldn't you have learned one veree more, and thus have kept up with Martha?' . 'Yes, sir,' the blushing child replied ; 'but I lov ed Martha, and kept lack on purpose!' And was there not one of all the verses you liave learned,' again inquired the president, that taught you this lesson ?' 'There is, sir,' she answered, blushing still more deeply. ' 'In honor preferring one another.' More forcible than elegant. Bishop Chase, told his congregation a short time since, in one of his sermons, 'that there was among his female au ditors, corset-boards sufficient to shingle a hog-pen.' Instead of saying a man runs on his own hook, the phrase is now more elegantly rendered, by say ing, "He progresses on his personal curve." IE F FREMONT, OCTOBER 20, 1849. " WILD BILL." We copy from the August No. of Sartain's Mag azine, a passage from a Tale of the Revolution by a Mr. Wiley, of North Carolina, which has been denouncsd from Mason and Dixon's line to the Gulf of Mexico as an 'abolition document, of the worst sort. We publish it that our readers may know what constitutes an 'abolition document 'WTild Bill is a fugitive slave, and meets a young couple in the woods, when the Tale thus proceeds: The wild man was at first sight, an ordinary looking negro, whose face, tho' not entirely black, denoted unmixed blood, and whose features had an expression more intellectual than ferocious. An old hunter, however, would instantly have known him to be a man of the woods, for his skin had that reddish-brown, rusty hue, which constant expos ure to the weather produces, and there was about his looks and gait an undefinable air that showed an untamed and untamable nature. He was rath er low of stature, but stoutly formed, with great depth and breadth of chest, and a naked arm of im mense size, and almost as hard as ivory. ' 'You gaze hard at me,1 continued he, addressing himself to Walter; 'but it's natural, for I've no doubt you've heard a great deal about me. What's the last news? 'News about what?' asked Walter. 'About me- Wild Bill ? have I done anything lately?' - ' You ought to know better than I,' answered Walter. 'You know when and how you commit ted a most brutal and barbarous murder lately.' 'I don't know to which one you allude,' said the negro. 'I've doiie so much of that business lately, that I hardly know the names of all the cases.' 'You seem to make yourself merry at the recol lection of it," replied WTalter, stepping back and slightly raising his gun. 'Come young man, don't disturb yourself,' repli ed Wild Bill; 'I understand you and you, may as well put down your gun. Would you shoot me ; kill me in cold blood ?' 'I will not kill you if you'll surrender,' said Wal ter 'md let me deliver you up to justice.' 'To justice!' exclaimed the negro, his wild laugh startling his listeners. 'You deliver me up to jus tice! Do you know what you are talking about? Don't you know what justice is ? Don't you know that it is the will of the strong? the instrument by wh'u h great folk oppress and rob, and beat down the poor and weak? hah, justice!' cried he with a scornful look and tone, 'how I hate to hear a cant ing hypocrite use that word.' 'I know it is often misapplied,' said Walter, 'but that is no reason why a murderer and robber should not be hanged.' 'And who will hang him,' asked the negro; 'the liars, thieves and murderers, who rob mankind of their rights, and make laws to sanctify their crimes ? Young man, my hands are rough and hard, but there is no smell of innocent blood upon them; my skin is dark and ugly, but my soul is whiter than that of the whitest judge who sits upon the bench. VThat have I done ? what is my crime, that I must be an outcast and an outlaw, hunted trom swamp to swamp, with a whole nation for my enemies, and not a human soul to speak to me in the language of friendship?' 'What have you done ?' exclaimed Walter; 'why, robbed and murdered peaceable and unoffending people, turning your hand against every man, and making for yourself enemies of all mankind.' i 'Let the great God of heaven and earth crush me this instant, if the guilt of a single murder or robbery lies heavy on my soul !' cried Bill. 'Then you are grofitly belied,' said Walter. 'And so is he they call the Devil,' replied Wild Bill; 'mankind are fond of laying all their sins up on some hated scapegoat. Young man you know little of this world, and when you come to know it, your honest heart will sicken. Here am I, an un offending, lonely creature, living on wild fruits and I the beasts of the forest, molesting no one, taking no part in the affairs of men, and desiring only to live 1 in the wild woods, a free man; and yet, for that very reason my name has become a bugbear to frighten children and old grannies, and a thousand weapons are aimed at my heart. And who are my enemies? who are my judges? where are the red men who onee roamed these woods in freedom ? Swept away, root and branch, by those who are after me with the vengeance of the law ! These woods, and rivers, and towns, and swamps, and fields, belonged to another race; a race that never visited foreign lands, and never carried civilization j and death to foreign nations. But the pale faces j and their red laws came here, and where are how the poor savages whom the christians came to bless ? Their bones are strewn with the dead logs of the forest and the swamp, and their souls are all gone to the Indian's heaven! And what did they get for their hunting grounds here ? The swrord and the bayonet, the justice of the white man!' 'There is some truth in that,' said Walter coler ing. 'I've often thought of the injustice done to the Indian, and sometimes fancy that their blood will spring avengers to curse the land which has so freely been watered by it.' 'And will not the wrongs of another colored race, call for vengeance also?' asked the negro. 'Is the Indian who died on his native hills to be pitied and no tear shed for the poor African who is torn from his home, his wife, children and kindred, and drag ged in chains, like if condemned criminal, beyond the sea, to be beaten and driven like the brutes? Who is God and where is he?' continued the negro, his nostrils dilating and his chest heaving: 'does he not sit in heaven and mark the unexpress ed wailings, the inward prayers and the heart-sickness of those thousands of thinking, rational and im mortal souls, whom the white men drive and beat as they do their oxen and horses? Do you know that the negro as well as the white man has nn un dying spirit that looks to heaven, and that it will there meet it's master's as an equal at the bar of God? Afasler! God only is my master I' 'Our English ancestors did all this,' replied Wal- There have been persons not unlike Wild Bill of the text. From the earliest times there have been, in east ern Carolina, remarkable runaway slaves, who lived in cives in the sand, and in swamps; and the exploits and crimes and stratagems of these black heroes have been, mid are still, tonics of wondering, and sometimes fearful interest, t the funilv firnsiik. The swamps especmlly, are full of such characters; and some ye:irs ago, when the great Dismal Swamp caught fire, hihI burned for several wt-cks. many (inhere wild tenants of the wilderness, were driven frnin Ih-'ir hiding places. It i said that one wnma'i wh'i had run off when uite young, returned to her master with a large family of children. JL WJLJ JUJ IVJL i ter, 'and I and my people are not responsible for it Slavery is now a condition of society, and it cannot be helped; in fact the negroes are better off than they would be, if they were all set free.' 'am better off free, and wo be to the man that attempts to take me,' returned Wild Bill. 'Your master has a right to you, and would be justified in killing you, if you would not surrender,' answered Walter. 'My master !' cried the negro : 'young man, who is your master ?' 'No man,' answered Walter. 'Not even the king?' asked the negro. 'Yes; that is, he is my sovereign, and I owo him allegiance.' 'And aint there a talk of throwing off this alle giance ?' 'The people complain of his ministers,' replied Walter. 'And do they not complain of oppression and tyrranny ?' asked Wild Bill 'They do, and they do it justly !' answered Wal ter. 'And if the people were to unite to throw off the royal yoke and have a government of their own, wouldn't you join them ?' 'Thatl'would. 'Now sir, can )'ou blame my people if they unite to throw off the yoke of their masters ?' 'The case is altogether different,' said Walter. 'In the first plaee, they couldn't do it, and therefore it would be useless bloodshed ; in the second place we are two distinct nations living in the same coun try, and one or the other must be masters of it. The Americans only wish to dissolve their connex ion with a distant country; you wish to destroy a nation. We are for your own good and ours, obli ged to keep you in bondage for the present, and we are justified by the laws of God and man., Iv'e no doubt that some day our people will do the best they can for the negroes and try to set them free, when they can do so consistently with the safety of the whites and the welfare of the blacks. But if you excite an insurrection you will be guilty of the horrible crimes caused by a civil war, and you will rivet the chains of your race for a century long er. I believe all, or nearly all, the white people feel deeply the responsibility resting on them, and are truly sorry for the condition of the negroes; they are their best friends, I mean the masters. Thor,e white scamps, with black hearts and forked tungs, who go about prating about the horrors of slavery, and trying to cause rebellions, are the worst enemies of the human race; they are seek ing their own individual interests, and care no more for the blacks than they do for the whites, and would sacrifice both to gain their ends.' 'I have nothing to do with them,' said the negro, 'I was only talking of our right to rebtL' 'You have no right to rebel unless you have rea sonable hopes of success,' replied Walter; 'and if you rebel when there is no possible chance for you, you are a wholesale assassin, a pirate, and as such will be judged by God and man.' , 'You argue your side well,' said Wild Bill, smil ing. 'I did not think to find an unpracticed youth so expert with the weapons of logic' 'I can return your compliment,' replied Walter, looking curiously at the negro. 'I've been sur prised to hear such language from' 'From a negro !' exclaimed Wild Bill with an equivocal laugh. 'I know very well what you mean, and you need not apologise. My people were the lowest barbarians iu Africa; they have been slaves here; and are, I know it well, vastly inferior to the whites. It is the mode of life that has caused this ; we are all one people children of one common fa-; then My mother was a pet slave and tolerably J well educated. I was thought to be smart when j a boy, and my mother and my young master took great pains in teaching me. May God rest their souls in heaven!' 'Your young master!' cried Walter. 'I thought you had no master.' I was living in the past just then ; the good old times that are past were before me. But as I was going to say, I was carefully instructed until I was twenty. I read all my young all the books of my master's son, and I've been, for years past, a reader of nature and a thinker. I can read and write, too; and, would you believe me? I write verses and set them to music. You smile, my lit tle friend," continued the negro, turning to Utopia 'It seems strange to you that the bloody Wild Bill should be a musician. Folks when I am dead and gone, will tell long and terrible stories about me they will tremble at the very mention of my name ; and yet as my master, God, can witness, my heart yearns with the feelings, the hopes and fears, and sentiments that burn iu the bosom of this innocent girl. I'm a great, ugly looking monster, ain't I, Utopia?' '1 don't know, sir,' said the girl blushing, smiL ing, and hanging her head. 'I know 1 look so,' continued ; Wild Bill ; 'but both of you shut your e)Tes and listen to my song and see if it sounds like that of a robber.' The negro insisted on Walter's obeying his wish, just to see what opinion he would form of him from the mere sound of his voice; and the lad amused at the request, covered his face with his hands as did also Utopia while both listened with eager cu riosity. They were not long in suspense ; nor could they realize that they were in the presence .of a wild man of the woods, as, with a voice full of feeling and pathos, tnd to an air plaintive and tender, he sang words which though simple, and even rude, embodied, like all negro songs, a wild and melan choly tradition, and breathed, on that account, a sentiment homely, but touching and sad. 'Stop Her!" Some organs have no stops, like the Italian organs, that will go on for hours with out a stop ; and then again there is the celebrated organ of speech in woman, which is acknowledged to be the greatest organ in the world, and which has now been going on for aijes without the slight est stop. "Thou shalt not covet," saith HJy Writ. Yet there are two tilings a man may seek for and most earnestly covet, without wrong to the command ment; the love of a pure hearted, intelligent wo man, and a good library. Soloque, the bl ick Emperor of Hayti, we see it Stated, has forwarded $33,000 to London, to purchase a crown for his woolly head. The sen ate fixed his salary at 150,000 but subsequently added $50,000 for 'pin inonoy,' for the empress, 1 v 0 NUMBER 32. Ur The following are the beauiifnl words of a new Song, by Judge Meek, of Alabama, which we commend to the attention of some of our western composers. Cin. Gaz. The golden howl is brocen. That held love's rosy wine; The last fond words are spoken, That hailed thee once as mine: We're fated now to sever, Yet on the land or sea, By day or night, forever My heart will Kneel to thee! Though the gilden bowl be broxen, My heart will sueel to thee.' The silver chord is silent, That thrilled beneath thy hand; As in some desert island, Amid my hopes I stand! But yet where'er I wander, Thy beauty I shall see, And as the past I ponder. My heart will Kneel to thee. Though the silver chord is silent, My heart will kneel to thee! . Oh! each imperfect token Is vain my love to tell; Though the golden bawl be broken, And the silver chord as well; . Fond memoiy will cherish The dreams so dear to me, And till each pulse shall perish, My heart will kneel to thee! Though the golden bowl be broKen, My heart will kneel to thee. Crossing the Alps in a Balloon. We stated the fact in our synopsis of the foreign news, a lew days ago, that M. Arban, the r renoh aeronaut, ascended in a balloon from the Chateau des Fleurs, (the Vauxhall of Marseilles) at half past 6 o'clock in the evening of the 2d September, and allirmted at the village of Pion Forte, near Turin, the following morning, at half past 2 o'clock, hav ing accomplished the distance, about 400 miles in 8 hours. The interesting particulars of hia voy age, related by M. Arban himself, in the Marseilles papers, are as lollows: X Y. Lxpress. "I ascended from the Chateau des Fleurs on Sunday evening, the 2d inst, at 6 oclock. At 8 I was over the wood of EsteretL, a height of 4,000 metres. The air was cold, but dry ; my contri- grade thermometer marked 4 degrees below zero. The wind was south west, and sent me over Nice. For nearly two hours I was surrounded by very dense clouds, my cloak no longer sufficed to keep me warm ; I suffered much from cold leet . 1 nev ertheless, determined to proceed and traverse the Alps fitom which I knew I was not far distant. my provision of ballast was enough to raise me a bove the highest peaks. The cold gradually in creased, the wind became steady, and the moon lighted me like the s".n. I was at the foot of the Alps; the snows, cascades, rivers, all were spark ling; the ravines and rocks produced masses of darkness, which served as shadows to the gigantic picture. The wind now interrupted the regulari ty of my course. I was occasionally obliged to ascend, in order to pass over the peaks. I reached the summit of the Alps' at 11 o'clock, and as the horizon became clear, and my course regular, I began to think of supping. I was now at an elevation of 4600 metres. It was indispens ably necessary for me to pursue my journey, and reach Piedmont Chaos only was under me, and to alight in these regions was impossible. Aftet supper, I threw my emty bottle into the snow be neath where, possibly, some adventurous traveller will one day find it " At 1-J- in the morning I was over Mount Misso, which I knew, having explored it in my first journey to Piedmont There the Durance and the Po take. their source I reconnoit ered the position, and discovered the magnificent plains of the mountain. Before this certainty a singular optical delusion, occasioned by the shin ing of the moon on the snow, was like to make me think myself over the open sea, But as the north west wind had not ceased to blow, I was convinced by this fact, as well as by others that I had notic ed that I could not be over the sea. The stars confirmed the accuracy of my compass, and the ap pearance of Mount Blanc satisfied me that I must be . approaching Turin.' Mount Blanc to my left, on a level with the top of which I was, beingr far above the clouds, resem bled an immense block of crystal sparkling with a thousand fires. Ata quarter to three, Mount v tso, which was behind me, proved to me that I was in the neighborhood of Turin. , I determined to alight which I did without any dificulty, having ballast enough to go much further. I slighted near a farm yard, where I was surrounded by ' several watch dogs from whose caresses I was protected by my cloak. Their barking awakenfd the peas ants, who were more surprised than friohtened at seeing me. They admitted me to their house; in formed me that it was half past two, nnd that I was in the village of Pion Forte, near Slubina, six kilometres from Turin . , I passed the remainder of the night in the farm house; and in the morning the peasants accompa nied me to themnyor. who delivered me a certificate, attesting my arrival, A-c. A fter packing up my balloon arrd car, I spt out for Turin, where I arriv ed at 9 in the morning. I immediately sat down to write to the director of the chateau des Fleurs. in order to releive the anxiety of my wife, friends and the Marseilles public who mip-ht be interested about me. I then repaired to M. Bois le Comte, the French embassador, who gave me a passport. At eleven the same morning, I attended the church of la Madre di Dio, where a funerel service was performed in honor of Charles Albert's death. This ceremony was followed bv a review of the national guard. In the evening, I went to the Theatre d' Angennes, where Sigior played Louis XT. I could hardly believe that the evening before I was at the Chateau des Fleurs at Marseilles, 140 leagues off." Wise men are instructed by reason; men of less understanding by experience; ,the most ignorant by necessity ; and the beast by nature. A simp1e country lady hearing that a nephew of hers had been rm'le Bachelor of Arts, said she never liked artful persons, and that these art ful bachelors sometimes played the deuce with the girls. Lynch Law in Louisiana ' A correspondent of the "Delta," writing' froni' w lukcuui ui uuuisitMiH, relates tne luuowiujf sum- - roary proceeding to rid a certain neighborhood of an obnoxious citizen. Sam Adam the herrJk Was ' a grazier, and had accumulated 8 large amount of -' property by means not the most honest So well, however,were his schemes of villainy eoncocted, that he always managed to escape legal restraint or penalty, ana a receni instance oi mis Mina naa produced in the minds of the neighbors of Adams, -the conviction that he was too smart for them and t-,n Inn : - - . ; . i '. . " PIid naaa ht.d f li fY i '-O KfllAVO t ( Kd a Git nnH for the action of Judge Lynch, whose jurisprudence had not been invoked in that country for years. A meeting was held in ' the woods, and a band of Regulators was organized, wliose duty it was to rid the country of Adams. - Among those who most strongly aenouncea Adams, was a Drotuer wno naa -followed him to the country, but had been reupdi- at.er hu liim rPlite kmn. hurt tYin aAdttinnal mri tive of a strong personal interest to get rid of Ad- " ams. xie pussesseu cne secret mai oam Aaams had never been married to his?- wife, and his chuV 1 dren could not, therefore, inherit his large proper-' ' ty- . 0- '" ' z' J The Regulators 'accordingly, says the narrator ' met at this spring, from which we have just drank. They were twelve in number, and each one had ' his rifle. After making the necessary preparations, they proceeded by a by path which would bring them to Adam's house, without being seen but for - i j . . t - . ,i i- - y - a owl b uisbanvc Adams was sitting on the bars of his cow pen superintending the branding of some cattle. Hia quick eye pereeived the approach of the Reguhv ' tors, and he had just time to hallo to his halt-wit- ; ted brother to bring him his gun, when his ene mies were upon him. - And hia body was Covered by twelve unerring rifles. - Down upon your knees, Samuel Adams,' cried ; out the captain, for you have but a few minute to live.' " : ' ' With an unblanehed coiintenace and steady eye, Adams gazed upon his foes; and breaking out in to a loud laugh, exclaimed. , 'Well boys, that is a good joke; you certainly ain't serious about shooting a fellow down in this ' way?'- " - - ' 'We are,' responded the Regulators, 'Then heres a chance for you!' and with extra ordinary quickness and agility, Adams leaped from the bars and ran towards his house, endeavering to . cover himself by the fence.' ; . Crack, crack! bang, bang! went the rifles of the Regulators in quick successioa Adams stagger ed; he fell to the ground; but still dragged him-, self onward, and held out his hands, as if to grasp , something. It was the rifle with which his half witted brother was hurrying towards him. They were but a few feet apart when another voUey was fired by the Regulators, and the two brothers roll-' ed upon the ground. The half witted, howeverj'. being only wounded, raised himself and fired the gun towards the Regulators, slightly wounding one, of them. , Adams was found perfectly dead. His body, was taken into the house, where it was delivered to his terror stricken wife and children, by whom alone his death was mourned. To them the matt of fraud and blood had been ever true and kind and for many a day did they weep over his eruel death. . ' - .' - The Regulators, after ' .completing the object ot their organization, took to the woods. Warrants were issued for their arrest, and the sheriff scour ed the woods in search of them: But it was in vain. The whole neighborhood justified the act; and protected its perpetrators. Emboldened by a knowledge of this fact, the principal Regulators at last delivered themselves up for trial ' That tri al was the greatest mockery of justice that ever oo curred in this country. The counsel for the de fence assumed and maintained that the murder of Adams was justified by his- desperate character and great cunning, which enabled him to cheat all his neighbors, and commit outrageous crimes with impunity. He was, they said, a public nuisance, which had to be abated by the people--a wild beast that continually disturbed the peace and safe ty of the community, could only be got rid of ia the way in which the accused had disposed of him. This defence was approved by the jury who ... , . A i. mi n 1- Drought in a verdict ot not gunty. j.ne regula tors became regular heroes in the .community, all except the brother of the deceased Adams, who was regarded with genural dislike, and who was disappointed in his expectations, of inheriting Ad ams' property by the cunning of the latter, who had got an act of legitimation pasted by the Leg islature, by which his children were rendered his lawful heirs. . . . .. . ., '4 Thus perished a man, who was killed, as my in formant gravely declared, with an apparent belief in the justice and equity of the act, 'because he was too suaart for his neighbors and the law , The Apple Chop of Western N. Y. This year the apple crop is almost an entire failure, both in respect to quantity and quality. Orchards that have borne year after year hundreds of bushels of fair large & sound apples, will this year not produce 50 bushels; and tho few there are small, wormy and unsouncL Rochester American! A Singular Obituart. The Athens Messen ger gives the following obituary notibe of a deceas ed citizen of that county : 7 ' ; ' ; "He was the father of eleven Sons five married five sisters. He h id also 133 grand children and at his fuueral, two weeks ago last Sabbath, two horses were stung to death by bees, and another one came near losing; his life by the same means !"- A most remarkable man truly! The Jersey buckwheat crop has escaped the frost and promises abundance. Corn and potatoes; in the neighborhood of Mount Holly, exceed any thing of the kind heretofore grown. . From, fifteen hundred to thousand bushels are excepted to be dug by several farmers, one who cannot ; dig a thousand is considered below par. , . Bribsrt. The Union proved yesterday, to its entire satisfaction, that Mr. Ewing promised to give away one of the offices for the consideration of three hundred dollars in the shape of house-rtni. The Union has only to prove which it no doubt can that Mr. Ewirig robs hen-roosts and sucks eggs, and it will have accomplished its mission, i i so far, at least, as that Cabinet minister is concerned. . . Wash. Republic. The Cholera has extended itself to many parts of France, and has also made its appearance ia Switzerland. The disease prevails in Paris, but not to any great extent It has now raged there during a period of six months, and has carried off eighteen thousand six hundred and eleven persons which exceeds by wo hundred the deaths from disease in . ; ; "i