\ J^#> vol,im: .56. NEW SERIES. THE BEDFORD GAZETTE IS FCDLISNNX F.VKKV FRIDAY MORNING, BY B. F. MKYERS, At following terms, to wtt: f I .SO per annum, CASH, in advance. $2.00 " " it" P B within the year. Sa} 'io " " it not paid within the year. subscription taken lor less than six months. GTT'XO paper discontinued until a! 1 arrearages ,u paid,unless at the option of the publishers. It has t.een decided by the United States Court-, that ,bf stoppage of a newspaper without the payment 01 ar rearages, is prima facie evidence ot fraud and i P-r.,.. .V'f writable for the subscription price of newspapers, it the> take them from the post office, whether they subscribe for them, or not. Select ]) a £ t v n. BOTH SIDES. A man in his carriage was riding along A gaily dressed wife by his side ; In satin and laces she looked like a queen, And he like a king in his piide. A wood sawyer stood on the street as they passed, The carriage and couple he eyed. And said, as he worked with his saw on the log, "1 wish I was rich and could ride." The man in his carriage remarked to his wife ; One thing I would give if I could 1 would give SU my wealth for the strength and the health. Of the man who saweth the wood. A pretty young maid with a bundle ot work, Whose face as the morning was fair, Went tripping along with a smile of delight, While humming a love breathing air. She looked on the carriage—the lady she saw, Arrayed in apparel so fine. And said, in a whisper, "1 wish from my heart, Those satins and laces were mine." The lady looked 00l on the maid with ber work, So fair in a cal.co dres.-. And said, "I'd relinquish position and wealth, iler beauty and youth to possess." Thus it is in this world, whatever our lot, Our minds and our time we empioy In longing and sighing for whst we have not, Ungrateful for what we enjoy. Vie welcome the pleasure for which we have sighed ; The heart has a void in it still, Growing deeper and widei the longer we live, That nothing but heaven can fill. —" [from the American Agriculturist.] SEPTEMBER. When the bright Virgin gives the beauteons'days, j And Libra weighs in equal scales the par ; From Heaven's high cope the fierce effulgence j shook •Of parting Summer, a serener bine, With golden light enlivened, wide invests The happy world. Attempered suns arise, Sweet beamed, and shedding olt through lucid clouds A pleasing calm ; while broad, and brown, below Kxtensive harvests hang the heavy head, llich, silent, deep, they stand : for not a gale Rolls its light billows o'er the bending plain ; A calm of plenty ! THOMSON. Autumn is rightly entitled "beauteous days," j end we are happy for once to agree with the poet. Whether the virgin, among the constella tions has anything to do in bestowing these •davs or not, there can be no doubt, as to the superlative beauty of the gift. They are more charming to all the senses, than any other days of the year. There is a delightful freshness about the carlv Spring, nnd coming out from the inclement skies of Winter, we admire the bright mornings, the grass, the budding willows, and the bashful violets on the south side of walls. But the weather is fickle, and the pleas tire of the observer is marred by an involuntary sympathy with the fur fledglings of Spring, lest thev should perish in their too early adven'. Summer comes with its gorgeous drapery, its flaunting flowers and full foliage. But now the heat parches field and forest, the leaves droop, and the beauty of the flowers hardly lingers for an hour. Everything is pushing on to maturitr in such hot haste, that we in voluntarily catch the spirit of the season. But in this favored month, we have "at tempered suns,'" and out door life is never so enjoyable as now. Every sense is pleased. Pomona, with a bounty more prodigal than all the virgins among the stars, pours golden fruits from her plenteous horn,lso tempting to the taste, a.* to make the ambrosial feasts of the gods no longer coveted. After a dish of melting pears or a bunch of Muscats from the vinery, we always fall into a fit of compassion for the deities, and the old heathm generally, who could net afford any thing better than ambrosia, lor the best of their gods. Common mortals row can boast of something very much better. To us, there is a peculiar charm about the skies of September, so that, were there no other harvests than those we are permitted to -gather above the earth, we should rejoice in it, above all other months of the year. The world is said to have been finished in this month, and the old Hebrews did well to commemorate creation's prime, by making it the beginning of their civil year. It is a better type of the world when "all was very good" thaD any other period. It is a time of maturity in the heavens above us, and in the earth and sea around us. * Look upward and behold the peerless azu-e of the skies, as the fleecy clouds go floating bv, like rich argosies upon the fathomless deep, or watch the declining sun, iighting up the clouds with all the colors of the rainbow, with scenes and hues shifting as in some scene of enchant ment. Ngw he disappears behind the dark folds, and along the glittering edge, in clear contrast with the darkness, a line of gold ap pears too brilliant to gaze upon. Now he emerges for a moment in all his splendor, and throws his beams aslant the gazing eaith.— Every dwelling on the eastern hills is lit up with new splendors, as his parting beam? come streaming from everv pane in the windows.— Now his burning disc has sunk beneath tiie hoiizon, and the sky is all a flame with richest crimson. Slowly the colors fade, shading ofF into the deep grey of twilight, until darkness Veils the?cene. We have fine sunsets occasionsal ly at other seasons of the year, but they only reach their climax in this month. But we are not constrained to reap our harvests alone in the skies. The earth is beautiful, with her maturesi charms, like the fully developed beauty of the mother. Look into the orchard and fruit yard, now, to behold the crowning grace of the year. The pear and apple trees with their snowy and pink blossoms, were a charming sight in May. But now there is a richer green upon the foliage, and amid the dark masses of leaves, fruit of ail hues 3re clustering. Here are the crimson Baldwin, and Spitz.'n'oergs, the white Porters and Swee. tings, the fairLadv Apple, and Maiden's blush, true to their names, the purple Gilliflowers and Pearmains, and among the pears, the golden Bartletts, and Virgaiieus, the Flemish Beauties tinged with red and ru??ef, kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, rivaling their namesakes, for rich attire. The very air is laden with the perfume of their melting juices. No goh'et was ever crowned with so delicious nectar as lurks beneath the tempting skin. Here in a more s-cluded nook, we come to the plums ; the Washington, worthy the name oflhe Father of h-s country, the Jefferson sound in flavor as the doctrines of the Sage of Monlicello, the Green Gage, with nothing green about it but its color, the Golden Drops almost too good to sell for gold, the pink, crimson, yellow, and purple, and over all that bloom dust which lingers like the soft haze, with which the artist obscures his brightest creations cf angelic beauty. In the vinery, art helps nature a little, and the combined product of the sun and the glass is those bunches of grapes, surpassing all that Eschoi in its palmiest days ever boasted.— How much there is of romance in that old picture of the spies'bearing the clusters upon ;i stick between the two, we were never able to determine. The object we imagine to have i been, sale carrying, rather than to show the enormous size of the clusters. We have seen . not a few clusters that a good many ordinary | couples of men would not want to carry, if they have to pay for them before starting— bunches weighing six or eight pounds, and i worth twiceas many do!lais,at the market pricp. Nothing can exceed the beauty of the loof of a vinerv, well loaded with Biack Hamburg, Mus cats, Frontignans, and the princely Cannon Hall. Tested by the grosser sense of taste, they are hard li, we despatched COMMODORE DECATUR to bombard these strongholds, decimate the riff-raff, and render the highways of spa secure to the world of commerce. This was all right, but how long will we allow Christians to be murdered in our own cities, and piracy to be committed on our coasts and rivers by Baltimore Rip Raps ? The respectable portion of the community in Balti more are afraid of these Rip Raps; they evi dently cannot help themselve?. Why do not the newspapers call upon the General Govern ment to send them for their protection a naval squadron and a few companies of dragoons ? WIFAT AM I GOING TO DO ?—One afternoon a boy saw a person drop his purse. He pick ed it up and put it in his pocket, and was walk ing ofl with it. "What am I going to do?" came into his mind; and the answer followed : "I am going away with a purse of money that does not belong to me. This is not honest ; I shall be a thief if I do so. God has said '' I hou shalt not steal." In another moment he ran after the person and gave up the purse. "What am I going to do ?" askpd a boy who took his fishing tackle instead of his books and was stealing out of the back door of his Giber's house. "I am going to play tiuant, deceive fny parents, neglect my school, and go in the company of bad boys." The case looked a bad one, he turned about, put away his fishing tack le, found his satchel and run ofl'to school. These boys were saved from much evil by slopping to think. Solomon says, "Ponder the path of thy feet." I A tipsy loafer mistook a globe lamp with ' letters on it, lor the queen of night : "I'm bles sed," said he, "il somebody haint stuck fn ad ' vertisement on the moon !" Freedom of Thought and Opinion. MORE BALTIMORE ROWDYISM DREADFUL RIOT OJY A STEAMBOAT. [From the Baltimore Sun ot *ug. 23.] On Saturday night the steamer Express left this city for Lloyd's Spring? camp-meeting, on the Choptank river, with between three hundred and fjnr hundred passengers on board. Shortly aller passing Fort McHenry it became evident that there would be trouble on board, and alarm took hold of the passengers. _ Before reaching the Bodkin, a party of disorderly men, who rallwT under,the cries of Euholtg, Ranters and Rip Raji?, went forward and made an attack on the colored people, who occupied that part of the boat. At first they amused themselves I hv knocking down the males and females of the colored passengers, when application was made to the captain to take some measures to put a stop to them. Nothing was done, and after a time the disorderly disposed went down in the ; forward saloon, where several colored men had taken refuge. The assailants approached a : man, and one of them stabbed him in four p!a- 1 ces in the side and ciiest. They then blew out j all the lights in the saloon, and began an indis- j criminate attack on white and colored. Mr. Jeremiah Slaughter was robbed of Mr. William D. Glass was robbed of S2O, and anoth er party was robbed of a valuable gold watch j and chain. There being no prospect of any mote booty in the saloon, the disorderlies n-ain went on , I deck, ami blowing out all the lights, went to i the forward part of the boat again, among the j colored people. One man and his wife were j standing together near the bow, and thought ' they would esc ape observation. The man, | however, was knocked down, and he was held j while his pockets were rifled of all they contain- ' ed. He was then stabbed several times, and i hi? wile, who had witnessed the whole proceed- : ing,'was outraged in his pres-nce, while she vain- ! Iv cri 'd lor help. Some of lh-> passengers again called on tiie officers oflhe committee who had chartered her, and volunteered, if called on to quell the riot, to confine tiie disturbers of the peace in the hold, until the boat should return to the cits'. The attackhvas continued until several colored men were severely slabbed, and i mucii Ur-,r number horribly baten. Among 'hose that were stabbed was a man employed as a dravman bv Air. Welch, in south street, or.e by Messrs. Smith & Edmonson, on Cheapside, and one by Messrs. T. T. Martin &. Bro., on Cal vert rtreel. Who the others were was not as certained, but it was said one of them died from the effects of his wounds. About daylight on Sunday morning the boat approached Cambridge, and the'enptain, at the request of the passengers, landed at that town. Sheriff Vickers, of Dorchester county,was notifi ed of the outrages that had be°n committed, and summoning two or three of his deputies, pro ceeded to the wharf for the puposrnfai resting the guilty parties. At first they d'-fied ins authori ty, but lie called on some of the passengers who had witnessed the whole of the riot, and some four of the party were taken from the boat. Two of them gave their names as Skinner and Robison, but the names of the others were not ascertained. They were taken before Justice Robert E. ! Rnlinsnn, of Cambridge", and Charles Golc'sbor ough. Esq., the Prosecuting Attorney, appeared on the part of the Stale. The whole of them were j committed to jail for trial at the approaching! term of the Circuit Court for that county.— ; The boat ihpn proceeded to the camp-meeting, \ where the police force was so strong that no attempt was made to create disorder on the giound. They left again on Sunday afternoon for this city, but several of the passengers j were obliged to stop in Cambridge, because their lives were threatened, and came up in the Kent yesterday afternoon. While the Ex piess was on the way up to the city, an attack was made on the engineer, who escaped by , locking himself up in his room, his assailants } thr-atening to throw him overboard. The whole j affair is represented by those who witnessed it as having been most fearful. Females were tfuown into consternation, and the rioters were appealed to for their sake.? to desist, but; they paid no heed to it. CHARACTER OF A COQUETTE. The coquette who courts every man, and the modest woman whom every man courts, are certainly two distinct creatures. The one may please us but the other exacts our homage. The one attracts our fancy, 1 iRe a butterfly, the other excites our lOVP —she is a precious gem. The one we long to waste time with ; the other we desire to possess. If every woman who plays the coquette's pari, could only truthfully ascertain, and clearly analyze, the sentiments she inspires in the bosom of those she labors so diligently* to captivate, we are afraid that she would look on mankind 1 with disgust, and her own sex with detestation. ! If any such read this paragraph, let them re i member it. DIPPING CHARLES LAMB. "Coleridge," savs DeQuincv, "told me a !u --* '' dicious embarrassment which Lamb's stammer ing caused hint at Hastings. Lamb had been medicallv advised to a course ol sea bathing : - ; and accordingly, at the door oi his bribing ma j chine, whilst he stood shivering with cold, ! two stout fellows laid hold oi him, one at each j shoulder, like heraldic supporters ; they waited | for the word of command from their principal who began the following oration to .them : "Hear me, mn ! Take notice o! this ;I am to be dipped—" • f i What more he would have said is unknown ,to land or sea bathing machines : for having reached the word dipped, he commenced such : a rolling fire di—di—di—di—di. that when at length he descended, a plo7.i!> upon the fell word dipped, the two men, rather tired of the' suspense, became satisfied that they had reach ; ed what lawyers call the "operative" clause of: I the sentence, and both exclaiming at once—j "Oh yes, sir, we're quite aware of that," and , down thev plunged him into the sea. I On emerging, Lamb sobbed so much from the cold that he found no voice suitable to his in- j digoation ; from necessitv he seemed tranquil :; and aeern addressing the men, who stood re- . soectfullv listening, he began thus : . J r-' r> "lien,'it. it possible to obtain your alien*' tion ?" "O surely sir, by ail means." "Then listen : once more I tell you I am to, be <;i-di-di—and then with a burst oI indignation, "dipped, I tell you—" "0 decidedly, sir." And down the stam merer went for the second time. Petrified with cold and wrath, once more j Lamb made a feeble attempt at explana tion. "Grant me pa-patience ; is it mum-murder ' you me-me-mean ? Again and a-ga-ga-gain I tell you I'm to be di-di-dipped,"—now speaking seriously, with the voice ol an injured man. "Oh yes, sir," the men replied, "we know that—we fully understand it;" and, for the j third time, down went Lamb into the sea. "Oh, limbs of Satan !" lie said on coming up j for the third time, "it's now too late. I tell , vnu that 1 am—no, I vis to be di-di-di-d.pped j i only one''." THE INVISIBLE ARMOR. ! General Schuyler was one of the American | officers in the army which fought Or our free- I dom. He figured largely in tho-e stirring scenes l n i' J which took piace on the Hudson and Mohawk j j rivers, when the English Generals hired the , Indians to come and fight on their side. Gene- ; ral Schuyler bad grpat influence with the red j | men : they loved and feared him ; so the En- i | rglish wished he was out of the way, and as he did not get shot on the field of battle, a plot i was hatched to waylay and murder him. j Two men were picked out to do this deed, an j j Englishman and an Indian. The day and ' I time were set • thev shouldered their rifles and j | took their stand behind a clump ol trees which j [ lie had to pass by on his way home. After wai ; ting and watching some time, thejGeneral hove j insight. He was on horseback and alone.— j Now or never ! They took aim. In a min ute morp, the General would have been a dead j man. At that instant, the Indian knocked i j down the Englishman's gun. crying ; "I can- i | not kill hi 11; I have eaten his bread 100 often." j j The General rides on unharmed ; he has buck- j i eled or. an invisible armor stronger than brass, | : and he is safe. What was it? The armor of, I friendly actions. The General had often relie- ' ; ved the distresses cfthe poor red men ; he had ; fed their, when hungry, and clothed thpm when j naked ;. and now British goid cannot buy up the j ; grateful memory ol his kindness, as it melts the I murderer's heart. i "I can't kill him ; I have eaten his bread 100 j often !" Oh, what power there is in friendly actions. J Thev not only make you friends, but disarm i | your enemies. Remember, boys, they may de- j j fend you when a great name, a stout arm, a i | brave arm, a good rifle, a fleet horse can avail ! you not. Think of this.— Child's Paper. j | | A NEGRO REPRESENTATIVE. ! . Welparnfrom our Ohio exchanges, says the Genius of Liberty , that it is seriously con tern- j plated by the Republicans ofOberiin, Ohio, to ' elect Langston, A NEGRO, to Legislature. This Langs ton is the darkey who figured so conspicous !y in the recent rescue cases in Ohio, when the Federal officers were resisted in their execution. This active support of what Giddings defines! to he the cardinal article iri the Republican ' , creed—viz: resistance to the United States' laws—together with the fact that he is a negro, l are, we presume, Langston'i chtefrecommenda- i . tions to the Ohio Republicans. wo distinguished philosophers took shelter under one tree during a heavy shotvpr. After some time, one ol them complained that he felt the rain. "Never mind," replied the other, "there are plenty of trees ; when this one , is wet through we will go to another." '*s' •4- **' * I *-*• , WHOLE AUIBER 280.1. | POWER OF J MAGIjYJJTIOX. Dr. Noble, in a very able and analytic lect in,-v at Manchester, "On the Dynamic Influence oi Ideas,-' told a good anecdote of Mr. Boulihouse a trench savant, >n illustration oflhe power of imagination. As Dr. Noble says: "M. Booti houseserved in Napoleon's army, and vasprej , ent at many engagementsduringYhe early part of | the last century. At the battle of Wagram, in ISO 9, he was engaged in the fray: the ranks around him had been terribly thinned bv shot, and at sunset he was nearly insulated. While re,oading his musket he was shot down bv a cannon ball. His impression was that the ball J had parsed through his legs below his knees, separated them Irom the thighs; for lie suddenly | sank down, shortened, as he believed, to the ex tent of about a foot in measurement. The Irnnk of the body fell backwards on the gronnd,and the senses were completely par ay I zed by the shock. rhu he lav motionless among the wounded and fcdead duringtbe test of the night, not daring to move a muscle lest the loss of biood should be fatally increased. He felt no pain, but this he attributed to the stunning effect of the shock to 5 the brain and nervous system. At earlv dawn h" war aroused by one of the medical staff who cam- round to help the wounded. 'What'sthe matter with you, my good fellow?' said the sur geon. 'Ah I touch me tenderly,' replied M. Boulihouse,' I beseech you; a cannon ball has carried off rny l-gs.' 7'he surgeon examined the lin.bs referredlc. aruyijeri giving him a good skakej said, with a joj-RRlugh, 'Get up with you, you have nothing the matter with you.' til. ftoutihouse immediately sprang up in utter astonish meat, and stood fi.mly on the leg? he tho ight he had lost forever. *1 feliynore thank fu!,' said M. Boulihouse, 'than I had ever been in the whole course of my life before. I had, indeed, been shot down by an immense cannon ball; but instead of passing throngh the legs, a? I firmly beiieveo it had, the ball had passed under my fevi, and had ploughed a hole in the earth beneath, at least a foot in d-ptb, into which mv feet suddenly sank, giving me the idea that I had been thus shortened by the Jos* of my lews. The truth of this story is vouched for bv Dr. Noble. MIDNIGHT. —Not a breath is heard, all 13 still save the winds of September. The tempora ry wand of oblivion is spreid o'er the earth— men have ceased from their toil, and gemH re cline in thearm3of the God of Sleep. The song of the feathered warbler is not heard—the hum of the busy-bee is hushed. The voice of i the night-wind only is heard speaking in the i language of another sphere. The keeper of tbe midnight vigil liitns to the voice ot some loved ; one ■-•riy exhaled frcir. earth to Heaven, and :? re-awakes in his bruised and sorrow-stricken heart the sympathies that were once garnered |up in his memory. Blessed hour ! thitdrivpg the clamor of the world lrom the loved retire ment of those who are sick, sick of its com merce, its heartlessness, and its follies,"and opens to theiraching vision a pathway, where the foot of thp sensualist never trod. Even now we feel its influence stealing o'er us, like the ; soft expiring notes of the Jute, as they die away on the zephyr and we will go to sleep and dream of the biessedness of that man who never defrauded the Printer ! TALL LEAPLYG. 1 "Bill, do vcu see those two house# ?" '•I do." "Well, Bill, perhaps, you won't believe me r but—you see those two houses ?" "Certainly I see them." "I can lake my boots oft and jump over them." "Over those two houses ! Get out !" "I say I cm take my boots off and jump over them." "Over your boots ! Humph! so can J. Jim I'm some at jumping. I can ieap higher than a meeting-house." "Higher than a meeting house! A meet ing-house is pietty high." "But I ean !eap higher than a meeting house." "No, you can't." "J can leap higher than a meeting-house —how high do you think a meeting-house can leap. Jim ?" "Get out, Bill." a railway station an old lady said to a very pompous looking gentleman, who was talking about steam communication : "Pray, sir, what is steam 1" "Steam, maam, is, ah !—steam is—oh ! ah ! steam is—steam ! " 1 "f knew that chap couldn't tell ye," said a j rough looking fellow standing by ; "but steam is a bucket of water in a tremendous perspira tion." IOTA "wee bit ot a boy" astonished hi® | mother a few days since. She had occasion to ; chastise him slightly for some offence he had : committed. Charley sat very quietly in his j chair for some time afterwards, no doubt think j ing very profoundly. At last he spoke out thus: "Muzzer, I wish pa'd git anozzer housekeeper, ! I've got tired of seeing you round !" Cjr-A little girl about two and a half years old, seeing the elephant attached to the circns pass by the house, asked her mother, who was standing by, "what that great India-rubber thins was, waikiDg in the street, with two tails." you call this skinning," said Tomttf the barber, "it's not so bad but if you call it ' shaving, I should prefer your using the other aide, of the razor." . . tEPWIoses, seeing a chaphoetog and another mowing, in the same field, remarked that tb*n occupations wire decidedly A 00-I*o ous. * . ; VOL. 3, NO: 5.