BY LIENRY J. STAHL& 38" YEAR. Terms of the "Compiler." ge-T he Republican, COMM' ICr is pul dished every Monday morning, by HENRY.). STAIII.E. at $1,75 per annum if paid in, («Iva nee—S.;2,oo per annum if not paid in advance, - No sub- F•cription discontinued, unless at the option of the publisher, until all arrearages are paid. fLriPAAlvertisements inserted at the usual rates. " Job Printing done, neatly, cheaply, and with dispatch. z!V"Office in South Baltimore street, direct ly opposite Wampler's Tinning Establishment, one and at half squares from the Court-house, "Comma. IL" on the sign. 4oiee, The Flag of the United States. Ne'er waved beneath the golden sun A lovelier banner for the brave, Than that our bleeding fathers won, And proudly to their children gave; Nor earth a fairer gem can bring, Or frreedom claim a brighter scroll, ihiva that to which our free, hearts cling— ' The flag which lights the freeman's soul Its glorious stare in azure shine, The radiant heraldry of Heaven ; its stripes in beauteous order twine, The emblems of our I.7liion given : And tyrants, with a trembling gaze, Sul vey its bright and meteor glare glory's bea us around us Idaze, - And rest in fadeless splendor there. Look, freemen ! on its streaming folds, As gallantly they range afar,' 'Where freedom's bird undaunted hoMs The branch of pe . ace and spear of war ; 'While high amid the rolling stars, With words which every heart expand; Within her beak serene she bears The badge of our united. laud. :Flag of the free ! still bear thy way, tndinined by ages yet untold ; O'er earth's proud realms thy stars display, Like morning's radiant clouds unrolled. Flagof the skies! still peerless shine. Throughout earth's azure vaults unfurrd, • • • 'Till every hand and heart entwine, Tn sv. cep oppression from the world —ltlnunriS scie,el In Debt and Out of Debt. Of what a. hideous progeny of ill is debt the father! What meanness, what invasions of self-respect, what care, what double-dealing! How in due season, it will carve the frank. open face into wrinkles ; how like a knife it will stab the honest heart. And then its transformations. How it has been-known to change a goodly face into a mask of brass : how with the evil custom of debt, has the true man become a callous trickster ! A freedom front debt, and what nourishing sweetness can be found in cold water : in a dry crust; what ambrosial nourishment in a hard egg I—lie sure of it, he who dines out of debt, though hi Meal be a biscuit and au onion, dines in "The Apollo." And then,' for raiment, what warmth in a treadbare coat, if the tailor's receipt he in your pocket ! what Tyrian purple in the faded waistcoat, the vest not owed for ; how glossy the well worn hat, if it covers not the aching head of a debtor! Next thn home sweets, the out door recreation of a free man. The street door falls notea knell upon his heart ;.the foot of the staircase, though he live on the third pair, sends no spasms through the anatomy : at the rap of his door he can crow "come in," and his pulse still beats healthfully, his heart sinks nut in his bowels. Si7iF. - 41 in abroad.. How lie tcs - 10 - ok — for look with any passenger ; how he' saunters: now meeting an acquaintance., he stands and gossips, but then this man knows no debt: debt that, casts a drug in the richest wine i that makes the food of the gods unwholesome, indigestible : that sprinkles the banquets of a Lucullus with ashes, and drops soot in the soap of an emperor ; debt that like the moth, makes, valueless furs and velvets, enclosing the - wearer in a festering prison. (the shirt of Nessus was a shirt notrpgid for:) debt that writes upon frescoed walls the handwriting of the attorney : that puts a voice of terror ,in the knocker : that makes the heart quake at the haunted fireside ; debt the invisible demon that walks abroad with a man, now quicken -- ing his steps, now making him look on all sides like a hunted beast, and now bringing to his thee the ashy hue of death as the unconscious passenger looks glancingly upon him ! Poverty is a bitter draught, yet may, and sometimes can with _advantage, be gulped down. Though the drinker makes wry l'aces; there may, after• all, be a wholesome goodness in the cup. llut debt, however conrtcously it may be otferel in the cup of Syron ; and the wine, spiced and delicious though it be, is poison. The man out of debt, though with a flaw in his jerkin ; a crack in his shoe leather, and a Bole in his hat, is still the son of liberty. free as the singing lark above him, but the debtor, although clothed in the utmost brav ery, what is he but a serf out upon a holiday 7 ---a slave to be reclaimed at any instant by his owner, the creditor ? My son, if pour, see wine in the running spring : . see thy mouth water at a last week's roll: think a threadbare coat the only wear : and acknowledge a white-washed garret the fittest housing place for a gentleman: do this. and tiee debt. So shall thy heart lie at rest and the Sheriff eon founded.—Doivlas Jerrold. I?athrr Quich.—Lardner's handbook gays: that the sirene (an instrument fur nicely cal culating the vibrations of musical sound, ) when applied to - the - purpose of noting the -buizing made hy win:'s of insects, shows that a gnat'4l fans flap at the rate of 15.000 times per second. This is one of the most astounding things in the universe. It is impossible to conceive the tremendous velocity of wing, that strike 15,1 01 times while you say one. Gaiien sliw.L—The recently elr,Aed repre.eutative fur qi-trict if Wool -sited in Australia. Mr. Daniel Caarron, had tie compliment p:tio t‘) ors sTrproorters of having the horse he role on ut the time of the contest shod with sh,,es of -.llil g,)11. and was also presented with the oint of 41,309 (i7,5V0.) o • , -- - - - - - _ .. • . . . . + , • . , , v •+. + . . . , . . . . • I 4 • r • r v . . i . t4l V. .1 • • r . ri k . , • •' ik . r i. . tr .:.„ , , •, ... •. • ..„ 1•• 1 .. ~..,,., , .. 40,11, Jr • 11. ..,:.. r . • -....,.... 7 ,. .. . • . • . . . : • • . . . r . ............ - - --....--......-............-. -.-...-- ifethspOci----bebofa fo Toegi ..110 eteqcii,il &e. THE MIDNIGJIT ASSASSIN. I Wad on my way to in the year l 8—; it was towards . the cold evenings in the first fall nionth, - wheu my horse stopped sud denly before a-respectable house, about four miles from N—. There was something strange and remark aide in this action of my ithrse,nor would he stir a step in spite of allmy exertions to inure him on. I determined to gratify this whim, and at the saute time a strange presentiment which carne Over me, a kind of supernatural feeling indescribable, seemed to urge me to enter.— Having knocked, and requested to be conduct ed to the lady or gentleman of the house, I was ushered into a neat sitting room, where sat a beautiful girl of about twenty years of age. She rose at my entrance, and seemed a little surprised at the appearance of a perfect stranger. In a few words I related to her the strange conduet . of my horse, and his stubborn oppo sition to my mind. "I am not," I observed. `'superstitious, nor inclined on the side of th e metaphysical doctrines of those who support then: but the strange, unatcountable feeling that crept over me in attemptino . -to pass your house induced me to solicit lodgings fur the night." •We'are non ? ' she replied, "well guarded, 'tis true ; but iu this part of the country we .have little to fear from robbers, for we . have never heard of any being near us ; ice are surrounded by good neighbors, and I flatter myself' we are at peace with them. But this evening, in . consequence of my father's oh senee, 1 felt unusually lonesome, and if it wag not bordering on the - superstitious, I might reason as you have, and say I consent to your staying - ; fur similar -feelings had been mine ore . you arrived ; from what cause 1 cannot imagine." The evening passed delightfully away ; my vottog hostess was intelligent and lovely; the hours flew so quickly that on looking at. my watch I was surprised to find that it was elev'en o'clock. This was the signal filer retir ing; and by twelve every - inmate of-the-house was probably asleep save myself. I could not sleep—strange visionS floated across my brain, and I lag twisting on bed in all the agony of sleepless suspense. The Opel struck one —its last vibrating sound had scarcely died away, when the openipg of a shutter and the raising of a sash in one of the lower apartments convinced me some one was entering the house: A noisefollowed as of a person jump ing from thewindow sill to time floor, and then followed' a light and almost noiseless step, of one aseending the stairway. I slept in the room adjoining the one oc cupied by . the lady ; "mine was next td the staircase ; the step came along the gallery slow' and cautious. I had seized my pistol and slipped on part of my clothes, determined to watch or-listen to the movements seeming ly 'mysterious or suspicious ; the sound of steps stopped at my door—then followed One as of applying the ear to the keyhole, and a low breathing convinced me the villain was listening. stood motionl, time, pistoLfiriae ly grasped. Not a muscle moved, nor a nerve was slackened, fin. I felt as if heaven had elected me out as the instrument to effect - its piirpose. The person now slowly passed on, and I as cautiously approached the door of my bed-. chaniber. I now went by instinct, or rather by the ecmveyanee, of 'sound, fia. as soon as I heard his hand grasp the latch of one dour mine seized the other—a deep silenee followed this movement ; it seemed as if he had heard the sound and waited the repetition ; it came not, all was still; lie might have emmeidered it the echo of his own noise. I heard time door open softly--I also opened mine;nuol the very mo ment I stepped into the, entry 1 . caught a limpse of a tall man enteriimi , the lighted chamber through the half-opened doer. glanced my eyes into the room., No object was visible save the -curtained bed, within whose slicetslay the - intended victim of a Mid night assassin, and he, gracious heaven, a negro ! For at that moment a tall fierce looking Mark approached the ,lied ; and never were Othello arid Desdemona more naturally- repre seoted ; at least 'that particular scene of the immortal 'bard's- cont•eptien. I was now all suspense; my heart swelled into my throat almost to s'uffo'cation, my eyes, to cracking, as I made a bound into the room. The bled( villain had ruthlessly draggoi part of the covering off the bed, when time sound of nry foot caused him to turn. He started, and thus confronted, we stood gazing. on each other a few seconds; his eyes sl a fire—fUry was depicted in his countenance.— He made a spring towards. me, and the next moment lay a corpse un the 1104! The noise of the pistol aroused the fair sleeper ; she started in the bed, ad, seemed no angel of the white clouds emei.ging fruit her downy bed to soar up to the skies. The first thing that presented itself to her view was myself near her, with a pistol in my hand "Oh, do not murder' me! cannot, will not kill me, sir !" The servants now rushed in—all was now explained. The wretch turned out to he a vagahoit(l. supposed to be a runawnv.sslave from I had the providential opportunity of rescuing one from the worst of fates, who. in after years, called me husband, and related to our aildren her miraculous escape from the hold attack of the midnight a,sassin. A Hirm ait HOI7I.—Dr. Porcher, of Charles ton. South Carolina, has in his pos , ession,. a ilarn,_abuut diameter two inches and three quarter.;, bear ing a close resemblance to a rain's horn. which he extracted from the head of a negrei , s, agol about 52, born on a plantation in St. John.: Berkley. It was removed in December, I