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OR hand and for sale by March 4n, leo°. , R. vritxzems, Front street garrtimto. Gambling. A man will grow tried, in the long run, of every amusement or occupation in the world; except one—Gambling. Fickle, in consistent, and capricious human straws that we are, blown about from side to side by the wind of levity, we often think we have had enough of a bad as of a good thing.— Many a one leaves off vicious practices, not because he feels - an inclination towards vir tue, but because be is tired with vice. We become a-weary, a-weary of rich meats and potent wines, of blood-horses and fair wo men; of jewels and pictures ; of our man sion in Belgravia., and our palace in Hamp shire—conservatories, fallow-deer, pheasant preserves, large footmen, bowing tenantry, and all. Among the many causes I have for thanking heaven that I am not a duke, one of the chiefest is the certitude I feel that at least five out of every half-dozen dukes are desperately bored with their state of dukedom ; that their gorge rises at their stars, that they loathe their garters; and that they are heartily sick of being called your grace all day long. Yes, everything here below will pull upon us and find us used up at last. To every tragedy the sublimest— to every comedy the wittiest—there is an unfailing anti-strophe, long after the epilo gue has been spoken—a yawn. To the Sir Charles Coldstream complexion ^.-c must come eventually; we must sicken of the Italian Opera, the Lord Ma) or's dinner, Dod's Peerage, and Baronetage, and Sacred Harmonic Society, the House of Peers, the Court Circular, the Freedom of the Chicken butchers' Company in a golden box, and the Council of the Royal 11- Alertly; topmost pinnacles of human felicity and grandeur as those institutions are thought -to be. It is dreadful to reflect upon the vanity of mundane things, and it is enough to cause a shudder to every well regulated mind to have to remember that the water bailiff's young man will one day feel a disgustful fatigue for his proud position; that the gold stick will become satiated with the posses sion of his auriferous baton, and that his uncle, the marquis, will no longer feel any pleasure in being an Elder Brother of the Trinity House. There will cornea time too, I think Mr. Chairman, when we shall all • grow a-weary even of the day and night, and wish in the evening (lint it were morn ing, and in the morning that the night were come. Theo we shall draw ,he curtains at the bed's foot, and shut out the bright sun light, and turn the gay pictures with their backs to the wall; our we shall think then, as that Roman satirist. •aught nineteen hundred years ago, that wo have eaten enough, and drunk enough, and played the fool enough, and that it is impus abi-c— -time for us toga. But of that ploasant perdition, Gambling. a man never tires. No man ever tire- , or pitch and toss as long as he has an arm , pitch with, or a penny to toss. The gamb ler requires neither food nor drink, sleep nor raiment. As lunges lie has hands and a voice, he will rattle the bones and bet; when he has paralysis on his tongue and chalk stones on hie fingers, lie will get his neigh bor to throw the dice and call the mains for him; but gamble still. Addiction to play has not only the power of making the heart hard as the nether millstone, liut it will eon fer insensibility to pain, and indifference to privation, It will even vanquish the great edax rerum—Time—and give the votaries of play longevity; for unless the gambler's career be cut short by a quick despair and sudden suicide, he will outlive wires, child- 1 ren, friends, fortune, and will see new generations springing up whose fa,thers has fleeced, or ,whose grandfathers have fleeced him, and,—gray-haired,-gamble still. I know a white-headed old gamester now, whose limbs are all in a quiver . with the palsy, who has been ruined and hoping scores of times fur the last, half century.— He says that if I will only lend him forty pounds, and go with Min to Hoinbourg, he will show me how the red must turn ur, and he and I win an incalculable fortune. He comes to me with the theory of his infallible martingale engrossed on foolscap like an in denture. He brings packs of cards, and trembling shows me the combinations that must render gain certajn. Ho picks out with a pin the chances of red against black upon a gambler's almeneck. He nurses his martingale as old women, thirty years ago, used is nurse cabalistic numbers in the lottery; numbers of which they had dream ed, or which sbad been sold to them by fortune-tellers, Or which they iced picked up in the street, and which were always to bring them the great prize and wealth, but never did. = EIEI Look at the perseverance, persistence, incapacity of fatigue of gamblers. Consider once more. Cardinal Mazarin on his death bed. The last bulletin has been issued.— His sovereign and master here below has made • up his mind to lose his faithful ser vant, and has even so far recovered from the first shock of his grief as to give his place to another. The pallid spectre with the equal footsteps is waiting at the cardinal's dpor, like the printer's boy at mine, for dopy; iris friends are gathering round his bed; he has bad unction; absolution, tears, thanks, blessings; and what is the airdinal taping Is he - gathering the clothes over his head, or turning his face to the wall, or mnr muriuglike Hadrian: Asians& regale blast dula! no; ho is sitting up in bed playing "NO . ENTERTAINMENT IS SO CHEAP AS READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LASTING." COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVNIA, SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 23, 1860 cards with the ladies of the court—the ladies with frizzled ringlets and low-necked dress es! There is an awful story I have read somewhere of a man who refused to die; who in extremis had the card table drawn up to his bedside and strong meats and drinks placed upon it, and so held the cards against Death; but Death bad all the trumps and the man lost the game, Consider this.— The approach of Death softens most men.— The grim warrior becomes like unto a baby; the reprobate wishes he could live his life over again; the condemned criminal talks of his innocent school dayi, and his dead moth er; the call^,as old knave Falstaff babbles of green fields; but the gambler relinquishes his hold of the cards or the dice•bos only with his life. lie will dice with the devil on the banl,l of the pit of perdition till he falls into it, forever. If I were to go to history or to antiquity I could find instances, and relate anecdotes, of that persistence . and utter absorption to extraneous influences, which would mark gamblers as with a hot iron, enough to fill this volume at the end of the half year.— But I need not go even as far back as that Duke of Norfolk, in King William the Third's time, whose servant deposed on a trial, that his master would stop away for weeks together, and would only send home when he had lost all his gold. I need not search the Annals of the Four Masters for that fine old Irish gambling tradition of the '• . •-- who for eleven consecutive days and mgt.is played at shove halfpenny on the book of a broken pair of bellows. I need not cross the Atlantic to narrate to you the bold spirit for play of Ilon. Elkanah Mush, of the United States Senate, who, with the exception of the interregna of drinks and cutting fresh tobacco plugs, passed the whole of four voyages, per steam er, from St. Louis to New Orleans and back again, in the exciting and national game of Poker (playing with it Texan land specula. tor) and losing thereat twenty-five thousand dollars, five hundred niggers, and a double barrelled rifle, besides hypothecating two cotton crops, not yet sown. I have but to look at home, and not much farther than the extremity ~ f my own nose, fur such instances and anecdotes. Go to the half built-upon slums behind Rattlebridge, hard by the Great Northern Railway terminus. Take a I walk, any Sunday morning, to the arches of the Greenwich Railway; to the muddy shores of the Thames above Milbank; you will find groups of boys—some coster boys, same thief boys, some boys of whom it is difficult to say toJre by• Way of description save that they ore boys, and dirty and rag ged, squatting in the mud, among the rub bish, the broken bricks, the dust heaps, and the fragments of timber; playing for hale- pence, for buttons and marbles when they have no money—these boys will gamble for hours .-nd hours with a rapt eagerness, with a feverish determination, with a strong will, that otherwise, and rightly directed, should ...le them emperors. 'Tis but the fondness of boys for a game, you may say; no boys would play at leap frog, at hop-scotch or cricket, or prisoners bars, or at the more popular diversion, fight ing, with this inflexible perseverance, in de spite and defiance of ragged trousers, chil blains, cold, empty bellies, the imminent po en, and possible incarceration for unlaw- 1 fully gambling, and iite certainty of being brutally b.:aten when they go home—a cer tainty at le, to a who have any homes to go to. The spectator:, as'young, as rag ged, as passiona• 'lv excited by the chances Of the game as the players thetnselves, stand or crouch in a ring around.- Those who have coppers bet: those who have none scratch themselves convulsively, but watch the Ilectuations of the game with the same rapt eagerness. They gasp with excitement: they have scarcely breath to swear with.— And the players would play, and the spec tators stare till doomsday, were it not for no inexorable, implacable spoil-sport, in the shape of a policeman, who charges down on the band of gamesters fiercer than any Tur °omen, and puts them to flight with a "Now, I then!" horrid to hear, and a dreadfully ech oing•—" Come out of that:" collaring many, hitting some, and scattering all; though . the rout is but , a partial one; for the broken ring collects again in-smaller segments soon, behind angles of walls and undei the lees of barges and brick-stacks, where the game begins afresh, and players and speculators are again excited and absorbed. More: Go to the low coffee shops and pub lic houses in Whitechapel,. Spitalfields, Shoreditch, and that delightful region - whose streets nestle in the collegiate church of St. Peter's, Westminster, and which cling on to the skirts of broad, light Victoria street, like barnacle:3%o a ship's keel. Look at the Jew boys and men gambling—now for bank notes and jewels, now for cups of coffee and halfpenny tarts. Ask the thieves how they spend their nefarinus'earnings. If they an swer you civilly (which is doubtful) and veraciously (which is more doubtful still) they will tell you that they game till they have lost all their money, and then go, and steal more. More: Leave these low haunts: put on a clean collar and enter respectable society. Ask the noble lord if he is not rather tired of, not to say disgusted with, the noble lord opposite, who has only been in'the house - a twelvemonth, and has only made half a dozen speeches, and then ask him if he bus ever tired of his nightly game at whist, which le has played almost every night (Sandals ex cepted) for the last sixty years, and whether he will not shuffle the cards this evening with the same degree of pleasure as he was wont to do when ho played with Mr. Fes and Lord Hartford in the year ninety-five. What can there be in a few pieces of spot ted pasteboard, and a board full of holes, to make old ladies love cribbage long after they are purblind—to make grave reverend men play at whist long after their strength is but labor and sorrow? And for half-penny points, too. It cannot be avarice. I knew a venerable old lady in Cumberland, whom meeting one day remarkably red about the eyes, I took the liberty respectfully to ques tion. I suggested cold. "Ehl" she answered, "I'se gat na cauld; Pinkei Saunders and Fly-me-Jack kem fra' Kendal on Tuesday, and loo'e a game a' whisk dearly, an' I'se bin carding the morn and the e'en, the e'ea an' the morn, twa days." "And what, madam," I asked, "might you have won?" "Eh!" she replied, with infinite simplicity, "it inun be a shilling." No; it cannot always be avarice. The thirst for gain is of course ono of the primary inducements to gaining; but the cause or causes of this inextinguishable desire for and addiction to play must be the fixed id ea of conquering; the fierce desire of doing to your neighbor that which you would not like your neighbor to do unto you. On a long sea voyage, every amusement —every subtle device for wiling away the time that scums so leaden-winged, and yet is withal so swift and defiant of pursuit and capture—every ingenious nostrum forcuring ennui will pall upon the passengera,save one: gambling. Tarry, while on the ship man's card I roint you out the bearings, or with the compasses upon the chart find out the exact position of the teak-built East In diaman " uccab ad ar," Captain Chillu mjee I homeward bound from Bombay. My wordl how woefully sick the passengers have all become of the ship, themselves• and each other. Everything, almost, has been tried, worn out, and thrown aside. INlofuzzle, covenanted servant of the 11. E. L C., and collector of Brandipawnibad, corning home on leave, has grown tired of expatiating on the state of his liver, of exhibiting the I shawls lie is carrying to his female relatives in England, his collection of hookahs, the calomel in his medicine chest, and of dis puting with Pan-key, the snuffy Scotch Sur geon, as to the ['auctions of the pancreas.— Lieutenants Griffin and Tiffin, Bombay Na tivo infantry, have told all their stories about tiger-hunting, pig•sticking„ riding un broken horses at the Cape ; travelling dawk; the Capsicumwallah steeple chases, rows at mess, the drunkenness of the Colonel, the vulgarity of the Major's wife, the scraggi ness of Capt. Aitelibenes' unmarried (laugh- ' ter's shoulders, the superiority of Juffy's bungalow over Tuffy's, the performances of of Griffin's rat-catching terrier, Choker ; and the accomplishments of Tiffin's long-legged mare, Neilgherry. - These young men have smoked out their biggest cigars, have worn their fanciest shirts, shooting jackets and trousers, and are bored to death. Cady of the Indian bar is weary of at tempting to play the "Fair Land of Poland" upon the German flute. Old Colonel Strau benzee of the Budderehowrie Irregulars has tired everybody out with his droning stories of what his uncle did at • the siege of Ser. ingapatam, and what Sir David Baird said to him. Lady Tolloddle and Miss Anne Tolloddle (wife and daughter of Sir Gypes Tolloddle, Judge of the Supreme Court), are evidently weary of perusing their collection of tracts: "the awakened Sikh," "the Clear starcher of Booterstowo," the !'Wheelbar row of Repentance," "Grace for Grenadiers," I &c. They don't say they are sick of those edifying works, but they are, depend upon' it. Mrs: Captain Chutneo is weary of quar relling with her Ayah, and dosing her un fortunate baby with deleterious medica meats. Mrs. Leohowder (wife of X. P. Lechowder, Esq.. Magistrate of Mullagong), who has been generally weary ever since she left her Friglish finishing school to come out to India onjthe matrimonial speculation that terminated so prosperously, has wearied of reading the novels of Miss Jane Porter, of lying on the sofa with her shoes off, of lan guidly assaulting her sallow little daughter with a hairbrush. ' Even Captain Ckillum jte seems weary. He is testy with his men, moose with Belt, the first mate, vvliilom hfs btfon companion ; he tells no more jovial 'stories; the finished-and ceremonious cour tesy towards the ladies, by which he inaug urated the voyage, has subsided into a !needy respect ; he looks vengefully among the crew and the passengers, as if seeking a qparrel ; es if he wanted a mutiny to break out, that he might put somebody in irons ; or a pirate to be signalled on the weather. bear, that he might clear the decks for ac tion. Ile is weary. Private theatricals have been tried. A weekly, magazine of .'Literature, Science, and Art," has been tried. Flirtation has been tried. Scandal, quarrelling (even to the extent of challenges to sight). sing-songs, debating societies, soirees, musicales, magic lantern exhibitions in the middy; quadrilles and polkas on the poop; deep-sea-fishing ; going aloft ; elec . tro-magnetism; table - turning ; arguments about the Siege of Pondicherry,. about Dopleix and Laly•Tollendal, about the ease Of the-Ber,ums and the execution of Nun comar, and the exploits of Ilolkar ; all these have been tried in succession, and found wanting at last; through weariness. The gallant teak-built vessel becomes a phantom ship—a very Flying Dutchman of boredom. The sea is no longer open, fresh, or over free ; it is a dreadful interminable prison , wall, painted blue. The fresh-baked bread; the fowls and ducks; the vegetables; the champagne on Wednesdays and Sundays; the Reverend Mr. Whackspang's sermons (ho belongs to the Blunderpore mission), all the delicacies, luxuries, comforts, and appliances of an East Indiaman, teak-built, copper-bottomed, registered A I at Lloyd's and under engagement to the honorable company—all these delight the passengers no longer; for they are a-weary, a-weary, and wish that they were well out of the nuccabadar, or dead. The only contented person on board (excepting, of course, the sailors and common people of that sort, who are not to be named in the same breath with gentility) seems to be Rao/male° Bobbajee, from Bombay, who is proceeding to England to hear his appeal to the Privy Council tried, in the interminable case of himself versus Lurapajee Chostaujee Lall. He has rolled himself into a white muslin ball; and eats rice; and in his brown face there is no particular expression of fatigue discernable; but a general, stolid, immovable, impassi ble indifference, combined with a settled and profound contempt for the ship, the captain, the passengers, and the crew. The last subject of conversation has been exhausted, when the Huccabadar has left St. Helena behind; when the spot where the Emperor's body isn't buried has been visited, and when din life •and adventures of Napoleon Ili.o.absrte tiave been recounted and discussed fur th.. fir,. ' 1 'lu,:aidth time. All the books have been / 1, all atm jokes are stale, everybody has ~welled with everybody ; there seems to be nothing but ' shipwreck, fire, or shortness of provisions th t can come to the rescue; when, even as the albatross appeared on board the ship in Coleridge's immortal rhyme, a bird of prom ise, of strange and varied plumage, appears on board the Ifuccabatlar, and gladdens the bored-out passengers. It is the bird of play —the gamecock of the seas. And now, away with melancholy, away with dullness, weariness, ennui—nun° est ludendurn. Surreptitiously at first, for Captain Chillumjee is reported to have strict notkns of dicipline, and to have set his weather-embroidered face against gambling entirely. In Mr. Pawkey's snug cabin, in quiet corners of the cuddy and cosy state rooms, noiseless hands at curds are sate down to. Colonel Straubenzee happens to mention that he likes a rubber at whist ; Griffin and Tiffin go into the maintop and toss for half-crowns nrivately. Mofuzzle and the purser go to backgammon furiously. Soon it begins to be whispered about that all the passengers are gambling like mad. They don't stop long at dinner; you don't see much of them in the caddy or on deck ; the fact is, they are all in each other's cabins gambling. Mrs. Leehowder makes up an appaiently irreconcileablequarrel with Mrs. Captain Chutnee, borrows twenty pounds of her, and is reported to lose it all before eight belle at vingt-et-un. There is a wicked, scandalous rumor prevalent that the ex emplary spouse of Sir Gypes Tolloddle has been load—heavily luod. They say that Cady of the Indian bar is a knowing hand tit cribbage, and that he is ruining that in considerable lad Griffin. I hope that there is no truth in the statement that Tiffin is I fifty-eight pounds sterling (a dreadful amount of sacra rupees to deduct from your eubaltern's pay, Tiffin) in debt to Miss An ne Tolloddle—all money lost at cards.— Can this be true ? Can it be true that Captain Cbillumjee shuts himself up in his cabin nightly with Cady, drinks cold rum and water, and plays at the coarse but ex citing game of spoilt fives ; aye, and that he plays deep? At all events, nobody looks weary now; nobody yawns, mopes about the deck, or potters in the rigging or ham ' mock rattlings. Nobody cares when the ship is due atPlymouth ; whether the winds are fair or adverse. The Log—that great nautical newspaper—is still interesting, fur the passengers bet, and for heavy stakes, upon the number of knots the ship made yesterday, and the probable number she will Make to-morrow. There are quarrels, but they are disputes about who had the king ; the odd trick ; the color of the trump, the flush of five, and the last card. There are scandals ; but they are gossipping re ports of Cady's winnings, Gaffin's losses, Lady Tolloddle's avarice, and • Colonel Straubenzeo's disinclination to fair play.— And all this while—upon the topmast truck of the highest mast of the Ilaccabadar ; above each yard and sail, abase mainsail, main-top-gallant, sky-scraper, moon raker, and jack-above-all, is perched, crowing lustily, the bird of play, the g imeeock.— He crows, for ho has cured the gentlefolks aft of their weariness ; and the spurs on his heela are the spars of avarice and lust of conquest, envy, hatred, malice, and all un charitableness. And so, for England ho I do not think that those who have un dertaken a long voyage on ship-board, and have experienced- that fine, exciting, un wholesome relief of the diversion that never Hags—gambling—will accuse me of having overcharged this picture much. Nautical gambling is oven historical. The Earl of Sandwich lost four hundred pieces at play in - his cabin, the night before the engage ment in which bb lost his life. Sir Edward Morgan and his buccaneers . gambled the spoils of Panama among themselves in their filibustering craft. Napoleon, they say, would have died of ennui in his voyage in $1,50 PER YEAR IN ADVA CE; $ II k I ' 4 ,; the Northumberland from Plymouth to St. Helena,• if it had not been for ccarte. But, if you would desire to see marine play in its perfection, take a trip to the Spanish Main, or 'to the scorching Brazils, and come back in the first nabin of a mail steamer,—say the Landcrab, Captain Man go. Now a voyage from the West Indies, or even from the Brazils, is not so very wearisome an affair. In the first, there are numerous beautiful islands to touch at— gardens of Eden, but with the deadly fever serpent, Yellow .Jack, coiled up in the midst. Then there is the excitement of sharks then there are strange tempests and hurri canes, not to be seen in other latitudes— storms when the sky turns pitchy black and the waves foam white ; when strange birds wheel about the masts, or full dead with fright upon the decks ; when the lightning rends and splits up the cloud into shreds; and when the thunder screlans as well as roars.' Take your berth in the saloon of the Lan dcrab, and you may have your fill of play; for there are on board Spanish and Portu guese Dons,—sallow mustachioed senhors., with long black hair and long pedigrees.— They wear broad-brimmed, grass-plait hate; nankeen coats, in which light pink and salmon-tint are the colors most affected; pat ent-leather boots; large turn-down collars; gold sleeve buttons; and striped pantaloons. Their fingers arc covered with jewelled rings. They frequently carry uncut dia monds in their waistcoat pockets. They wear massive ear rings. They smoke with out cessation, save to eat, and even then they lay their cigarettes down on the table cloth by the side of their soup plates, and resume the fragrant weed when they have finished their potage. They have wives pale, youthful and languid, who swing in silken hammocks, who sleep a great deal, who have large black eyes (such eyes!) and who, I regret to say, also smoke cigarettes. They have numerous families of gorgeously dressed children, on • whom attend black servants, with particolored handkerchiefs tied round their heads. They (the Dons) have all a dozen names more or less. Down in the hold they have vast amounts of spe cie, of which due mention will be made in the Times when the Landerab arrives at Southampton; huge, elunt.y looking ingots like bricks, or rather pigs of gold; saffron like gold duet, in deal boxes, rudely nailed together, chips, and splinters, and flakes of gold; chests of fat pillar dollars, and flaccid, perspiring, bilious looking doubloons; small kegs, where Services of plate aro packed in straw, 77 -plate - rude in workmanship, but ah! how preciods in metal at per ounce! These Doos—who will be set upon in London by touters, and conveyed forcibly to horrible dens smelling of bad oil and garlic, mis called hotels and boarding-houses, situated in the purlieus of Finsbury Square, among sugar-bakers and second hand furniture . shops, and kept by mouldy females, single, of equivocal nationality, but who call them selves Dona, and where, unhappy Dons! they will have to pay about six times more than they ought for execrable accommodation— these Dons, for I need not reiterate my words after a parenthesis of such unwarrant able length, aro men singularly mild, ami able, and inoffensive in demeanor. They are neither so proud nor so saturnine as the European Spaniard; but they are mercurial, garrulous, gesticulatory, nay, what I may be permitted to call frisky. They aro men, too, of admirable sobriety, taking very little wine, and never, by nny chance, exceeding in their potations. But they gamble, these Dons, like the very mischief. Enter the sa loon of the Landcrab, at whatever. hour you like of the day or evening (before, of course, all the lights in the ship are put out), and you will find the Dons hard at play. And for no paltry stakes, be it understood, but for round sums of the bilious looking doub loons, for handfuls of the gold dust that is like saffron, and for the golden ingots that are like pigs of lead. There is no need for surreptitious gaming here; for on board the Landertib'gaming is looked upon as an in- stitution, as ono of the natural products of that hot, passionate, excitable region, the Spanish Alain—as a natural consequence and characteristic of men whose native home is on Tom Tiddler's Ground, who dwell on the banks of the Pactolus, and aro connect ed with the Cream family. Gambling is thought to be indigenous to the Brazils as milreas, diamonds mines, and the close tufted forests of gigantic trees where many hued parrots scream, where the humming bird is alive and hums; whe're the bird of Paradise, undegiaded by being made a plume for a dowager's turban, sought down gently to earth through the interlaced branches; where the little monkeys, some big as men, some tiny as mice, leap chat tering and gibing from branch to branch, and where there springs up in tho under wood a myriad vegetation such as Linnteus never dreamt of, and such as would puzzle Professor Lindley to take nature prints of, were he.to spend his whole life in the at tempt. It comes just now within the province of these aspects of gambling to figure to you how the grave Sir Rufus Redhead, K. C. 8., Goveinor of the Island of St. Febris, going out to his government in the Shaddock steamer, Captain Arrowroot (tho mortal remains of the last governor, Sir Naylor Croke, were brought home, neatly preserved in spirits, in the Landerab), lost upwards of two thoisand poundssterling toDon Thomas Aliboro Benvisto Quintal•; Reis y Lamano [WHOLE NUMBER 1,557. y Diaz y Costellan y Marmora of Carthagena Nor would it be edifying to tell you how the Hebrew speculator of Rio Janeiro, Don Rafaelle Peixotto, gambled away the entire stock of gold epaulettes, sword-knots, sashes and lace which he was taking out to Brazil with a special view to The benefit of the officers of the Brazilian army. Let those byegones sleep. His excellency Sir Rufus will never mention his little losses at govern ment-house St. Pebris, and Don Rafaello Posiotto has long since had his financial revenge out of other matters besides epau lettes. Also will we drop the curtain upon the catastrophe of poor Bob Clovers, who had been clerk in a merchant's house in Rio, and who coming home after his third fever (he took too much aguardiente), and getting deep in play with the Vicomte do Caram bolaro, foolishly gave him a bill for a largo amount in payment of losses, and was posi tively sold up and arrested three weeks after he had landed at Southampton. The Vicomte de Carambolaro ! I had once the honor—no, I can't conscientiously say the honor—but I was once acquainted with that nobleman. It was but an equivo cal, cloudy, at-long-dates, renewable, box - lobby, race-course, smoking-room, table d'hote, lazaretto, railway-train, shy-society sort of acquaintance at most. In short we knew of rather than knew each other; still at one time I used to see a good deal of the Vicompte de Carambolaro. lie was over six feet in height, and one of the hand somest of men. lie had been originally, I believe, a Frenchman; but he had made so many (gambling) campaigns in different countries that he spoke French, English, Italian, German, Spanish, and Portuguese with equal ease and fluency, and had quite lost his nationality. lie said that he WILY the best small-swordsman in Europe, and I have no reason to doubt his word. Ili danced beautifully, - drew portraits, horses, and caricatures with grace and vigor, rode fearlessly,.played the piano and guitar with taste and feeling, and swam liken duck. I don't think ho could read or write much, but he could draw up a challenge and sign his name to a bill, and that was all the scholarship required of him. Ile was an irretrievable scoundrel. Ho was very pro bably a real viscount which does not mili tate from his scoundrelism one iota. Ile was by profession a "mace-man"—by which I mean that ho lived at the best hotels, drank the most expensive wines, went fre quently abroad, travelled a great deal in first-class carriages, wore the best clothes and a great deal of jewelry continually changed sovereigns, and had no ostensible means of obtaining a livelihood. Of course when you see a man who lives at the rate of five pounds a day, upon an income of noth ing, a year, you naturally infer that ho "shakes his elbow," i. e., that ho gambles. This I should say the Vicomte de Carambol a ro did rather extensively. I lust sight of the Viscount for a consider able period of time. It chanced, however, one day, that it behooved me to call upon hini on business—upon my word I think it was about, a bill—which, together with a horse, a lady, a gambling debt, and a duel, were the only subjects about which yon could possibly have business with the vis count. I traced him from hotel to hotel, and from lodging to lodging—ho always lodged in aristocratic streets, till I was di rected to a tailor's in Conduit street. lam a man of a placid demeanor and nervous temperament, and after knocking in vain for some time at the tailor's private door I entered the shop, and asked meekly if the Viscount do Carambolaro lived there. Sud denly there leaped down from a high desk a little man with a bald head and a yard measure hanging round his neck. lie ad vanced towards me in a series of short jumps, brandishing a tremendons pair of shears, very much as a Huron, a Pawnee, a Choc taw or a Blackfoot Indian might flourish his tomahawk, when decorated with his war-paint, and going forth to meet his ene mies. Then in a voice terribly like a war whoop, he cried our, "Viscount 1 Viscount Skarambolos 1 Where is ho?—where is be? —where is ho, sir? Know the Viscount? Oh, yes (sarcastically). Where's big; friend, the Marquis, eh?" I tried to explain mild ly that far from being able to answer ques tions, I was myself seeking information ; whereupon with a parting yell of "Viscount I Marquis!" and "Seventy Pounds!" the tie man whirled his shears over hie head like a meteor, cut six, and leaped into the high desk again. A largo :ledger upon the top thereof was immediately afterwards opened by unseen hands, and I opined, though I may have been wrong, that some body was immediately debited with a now, superfine, Saxony black dress surtout, with fine silk velvet collar, rich silk skirts and sleeve linings, by way of soothing the CK , rim ted feelings of the little man with a bald head. I made my escape from the shop as soon as I could ; for it was evident that the foreign aristocracy as a body werd distasteful to the man with the 'shears, anti [ wee fearful hes:tight take motor a baron. It wits many months before I discovered the ' viscount again. I lighted upon him at an hotel in that city of hotels—Southampton. and there I learnt indirectly through a pri vate source, as the American.papers say— what had become of him during his long absence. Ifs bad found out the Dons, and bow fond they were of gambling; and it is a fact that the Viscount do Caratabolaro bad -bean trarelling backwards and forwards, is West
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