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THE PIC-NIC PARTY.
With sem° of its antecedents and consequences
set forth in a letter from Mary Gay to her cousin
Isabella Walters.
Rome moments spare, dear cousin Bell,
Whilst In few words I haste to tell
Of Pic-Nic held on Friday week,
Upon the hanks of Clilques creek.
For days the appointed time before
Of naught besides could I thank more;
At home no more was I content,
But every day out walking went.
On Wednesday morn, to Walnut street
I bent my way, nor on my feet
Did cast a thought, but all intent
Upon the Plc, I onward went
Till ■plash Into a nasty pool
I trod, nor then went haute (more fool,)
For ere that night I sought repose.
One cheek swelled even with my nose.
From tooth to tooth ;dint horrid pain,
A moment's rest could not gain,
Until a thick spread nmetard plaster,
Eased all my pain but (sad disaster!)
A frightful mark it left behind,
The swelling not a bit declined,
All nlght.of awful things I dreamed,
Until the, morning nun-light streamed
Full in my room—then off I went—
The dentist'a skill to try I meant;
Ile said, had I but come before,
For me he could have done much more
But as it was he lanced my gum,
And ere that day its course had run,
Its former shape, my face regained,
And nothing but the mark remained:
E'en that n :at morn with art concealed,
To careless glance waa not revealed ;
My locks in ringlets fair I put;
A handsome slipper graced each foot,
A matchless dress of balzorine,
Served well to show my form and mien,
A velvet hand toy neck dial wear.
A sparkling brooch confined it there,
About my shoulders loosely flung,
A splendid silken texture hung,
Rare jewels on my fingers slimed,
Rich pins of gold my hair confined,
lit gloves made nut of finest kid
My hands from wind and sun 1111th;
A lengthy veil of richest lace,
In graceful folds o'e tilting my face,
A bonnet new did all perfect—
No single fault could I detect,
It tank three hours till all was done,
The time to use seemed quickly flown.
Ily nine o'clock all safe and sound,
I,l'e land upon the Plc-nlc ground.
The sun with all Its splendor aliinea
On bushes, trees, and clinging vines,
So gently blows the cooling breeze,
It does hut move the etately trees,
The air, all fragrance in with flowers,
t'oy birds, laid in the leafy bnwers,
Poor forth sweet sounds nil,' haste the
litre Cliques creek ns'er had before,
A happier group upon Its shore!
Rome stroll its rural bank along,
Some mount the rocks, some swell the song,
Some nu t h e mossy sod recline,
And some swing on the pendant vine;
All variously the time employ,
But all the beauteous scenes enjoy,
None more t halt I, and dearest Bell,
Rid 1 but half the number tell,
Ofoffers that day made to nie,
My truth would sure suspected be;
(I hope you will not think me vain,
Because this circumstance I name).
Ilut I will not fatigue you more.
By telling all that happened o'er :
Or how we spent our homeward way,
At eve of that delightful day.
MEM
My cheek is yet quite raw and sore.
With sticking, piasters covered o'er,
And yesterday at hair past one,
The doctor put some mimic on,
Too rapid growth of flesh to cop.
(Oh how it made me dance and hop!)
But I'd endure three times the pain,
To have the Pie-rtic o'er again.
"TOO MUCH ALIKE,"
In which it is shown satisfactorily, that architects
should never plan or erect two buildings similar
in design
BY THE "YOUNG 'UN."
One of those ludicrous, but singular occurrences,
which will sometimes take place even in the best
society, came to light a few days since in the "up
per ten" circle of a neighboring city, and which,
for "richness," out-vies the Oolong and cream
toast of' our old acquaintance, Squcera, emphatical
ly ! We have asserted that such things will happen.
But then, as Mrs. Partington would say, "it's a
'queer world"—and so it is ! But for the story.
A polished little French gentleman, of consider
able wealth, who had been educated in the highest
-school of politeness, had been wedded to a beautiful,
but showy woman, for a brief period, and having,
with his bride, passed the hey-day of the honey
moon in making the tour of the northern States, con
cluded to settle down in Quakor•dom. After a lit
tle search, he decided upon locating in one of a
fine block of houses in Hansom street, a row of
buildings erected within a few years, and uniform
in their architecture, inside and out. The whole
block was occupied, with the exception of that
chosen by Monsieur, who furnished it forthwith, in
the most elegant style, and took possession.
"I have come to Philadelphee"—said the French
gentleman, (and he tells his own story most elo.
quently, and innocently)—" I have come to ze city
via my vire, an' I likes him var' mooch. I go via
my wife io look for ze grande maison vhich sal
please Madame—and ye find him, numaro . two
THE COLUMBIA SPY.
bon'rod twenty-tree, Hansom street. I secure him,
I furnish him, a la mode, ve settil down, ve live
var' content—eh, Bien, vot you sal call 'cons-fort-able
Anglais. I hay' foine house, foine compagmorm, nma
wife var' good—tres been.
"I has', sometimes, ennui. t—an' I go to ze
grand Opera. Mon Dieu ! I listen to Tesdesco:
Ah, Monsieur—zar' be but une Tedesco; var'
foine—magnifigue! I leave ze Opera, I come
home to ma house, ze garcon open ze door, I come
in—and I look for Madame. I ask 'vere be Ma.
dame?' Zo servant tali 'Madame retire.' Tres
Lien—it is right—Madame fatigue. I sit down, I
smoke ma cigare, I read ze Courrier,' ze clock
strike dix heures—l take ze lamp, and pas to' ma
chart:bre. Igo var' still, not to disturb Madame.
who have much fatigue—l open ze door, I place
ze light on ze table, I turn roun',—Mou Dtsu!
folne le jentlematt seen' sleep, in Led via ma rife!
" I take ze jentleman by ze arm, and I call to
him, var loud—'eft Lien, Monsieur! vot you do in
ma hed 1'
"He start up var mooch, an' he cry tieve ! rob.
hair! murdair! vot you do, Sair ?'
"I say pardonnex.moi, Monsieur, que diable
you du in ma bed!'
"'ln you bed ?'
" Oui, Monsieur'—
"'No, Sair ." he say—'it is my bed—and you arc
dam robbair, I shall call ze Voch'
"'Monsieur'—l say to him—'it is not you bed.
It is ma bed—die ma house, numero two hun'red
twenty-tree, Hansom street—die is ma (hombre, ma
furniture, ma carpet, ma curtain—dat is ma rife t'
Vot y ousai, Sir, to zat .2'
"He look at me var' strange—he sit up in ma
bed—he look at ma vife—he look at me—he rub
his eye—an' he get out on ze floor.
...Monsieur,' he said to me, 'I beg ten touzan
pardon. I has' maik grande mistaik. Ma house
in numero two hun'red twenty flee, Hansom street
—an' I have come into ze wrong door. Ezcusez
mci. I sal maik grand° ar _sage to Madame on ze
morrow—l hay' make we bad mistaik Bon
nuit, Monsienr—pardornzezmwi."
"He has' go down stairs, he has' pass out, I hay'
see se door lock, fast, myself and I retire vie Ma
dame.
" But Ino like TO rnaisons, in vot you call Han
som street; and next day I go to the otTees vot you
call 1' intelligence, an' I get me house in Rue du
Cantoine—vot you sal call al' Anglais, Canton
street—numero one hon'red an' tirty.von, Canton
street. I have move ma property from numero two
hon'red twenty-tree, Hansom street—vich I no like
--be-gair ! I have move Madame—ma house var'
foine—l have got on var' vell—tres•bien
" I have reside at 'turner° von hon'red tirty.von,
Canton street, tree little veek. Ze house car'
mooch oldie, but I have been content—ze jentle
man maik great apologe to ma vile, an' he call un,
deux, troix times to mak ze same to me. I hay'
forgot all about se grande mistaik, an I go to ze
play vizout Madame."
"I come home to Ina house, var' early—Madame,
hay' retire, an' I go up se stairs, not mooch quick,
but I reach ze door ; I come into ma chambre—
yen, Diable! I find ac jentleman in ma bed, once
more, twoice ."
4 , I go to ze bed, I seize the jeutleman by se treat
an' I sai—tch twin, Monsieur! Vot you do in ma
bed, two time—vonee more, eh . 2 ' "
"Ile hay' zhumb out on ze floor,—he rub his
eye vat' mooch—he chocke var' bad—an' lie sai,
.vot you do vis my trout 1'"
" I ask him vot you do in my bed, Sair 1"
." It is not your bed, by gair.'
"Not ma bed ?"
". No! Monsieur, it is my bed.'
" You bed Monsieur, prenez garde. Is zat
you bureau 1 Zat you war'robe ? Zat you curl'.
Loire ? a ha! Zat you night-cap 1 Zat you shirt?
Zal you VIFE ? Sacre—Monsieur, you hay' maik
var' bad mistaik before, you hay' maik no mistaik
zis time."
• Pardonnez-moi, Monsieur'—hc say.
"No, Sair. You bay' maik mistaik vane; but
zis is numcro von hon'red tirty.von. Canton street
and not numero two hon'red twenty-tree Hansom
street! Vot you sal now. Sair 7"
Excused-moi, Monsieur,' be sai, • I bay' maik
great mistaik vonce, and, two day back, I move from
number two hon'red twenty-fine, Hansom street, to
von Lon'red tirty-race, Canton street. I hay' now
maik mistaik in ze front door!' He maik many
apologe—l dink ha have maik mistaik—he put on
pantalon—he bow var' polit—he—he go out or
ma house, Monsieur."
"I pack ma furniture nce day—l go to ze BO
timorc. Be gair !" continued the French gentle.
man, as he thrust a monstrous pinch of snuff into
his nostrils,—" I no like to live in sat Philadel•
phet—ze HOUSE TOO MUCH 'LOWE, by data t"
Cittpurs
Tue Tunic.—The traveller, Mr. Barren, was
walking in Constantinople, through a street not
open to Christians without an attendant Turk. The
stores were supplied with the richest assortments
of merchandise; among them he saw one pre-emi
nent for the costly array of goods. As he discovered
one or two articles which he should like to pur.
chase, and by doing so gain a full view of the con
tents of the store, he proposed to his attendant to
enter.
"That is impossible," said the Turk, "as the
owner hae gone out."
"But," said Mr. Barron. "the door is open."
"True," replied the Turk, " but do you not see
at the door a chair with its back turned towards
The street? a sign that no one is within, and that
no person must enter."
" But," said Mr. B, "is the owner not exposing
his immense amount of property to depredation ?"
"Not at all, not at all," said the Turk, "do you
not know that no Christians are allowed to enter
this street without a Turk to attend them 7"
AND LANCASTER AND YORK COUNTY RECORD.
COLUMBIA, PA. SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 11, 1847.
A New York paper published a journal of the
adventures and hair-breadth escapes of its "special
express" from the capital of Mexico, via Havana,
to New York. It will be seen by the following,
that the "extraordinary express" of the True Sun,
over the same route, encountered and overcome
scarcely less difficulties. The coincidences are
also certainly remarkable :
MOST EXTRAORDINARYIEXPRRSS
I=E!
Niue Thousand Ninety-nine Miles.
BY EARTH, AIR AND OCEAN!
Santa Anna Headed off by the Duke of Wellingto'n.
Extraordinary Loss of our Correspondent's Shirt
Our special Messenger from the city of Mexico
on the Bth inst., bringing the moat extraordinary
news ever received, and ten days later than that of
Monday evening, arrived by special express last
night in the bark Flight, Capt. Swift, with des_
patches for the True Sun exclusively.
The following is the journal of our bearer of
despatches:
Mexico, August Bth—Santa Anna has now an
army of 80,000 men, well equipped, and will soon
be joined by twenty battalions of English, just
landed at the Pacific. Where is our blockading
squadron? The Duke of Wellington is to he sent
Minister to Mexico, and, in case Santa Anna
should fall, (and not get lip again,) will take com.
mend of the Mexican forces. All furcigners have
been driven from the city, except the English.—
All persons capable of bearing arms, (babies borne
in the arms excepted,) are drilled in the main plaza
twelve hours each day. The national foundry in
the city is turningout one hundred cannon per day.
the workmen are principally English, superintend.
ed by a corps of engineers lately deserted from the
American army. Everything, even dinner-pots,
and old jack-knives, are seized by Santa Anna fur
the foundry. Even the buttons from the soldiers,
and officers' clothes have been torn off; and it is
now said that Santa Anna is the only man in Mex.
ico who has buttons on his breeches ! Marcy
would stand a poor chance here. I left Mexico at
seven o'clock, A. M., in company with a British
officer and two gold mine speculators, who carried
with them a mint of money.
I had only thirty-five bags of doubloons—ten of
which were given to me by Santa Anna, to bear a
love.lettcr from him to a Mexican Senorita, neer
Vera Cruz. We had a guard of thirty men, who
rose upon us for our money. They killed my three
companions, but I instantly despatched twenty of
them with my twelve huge revolvers which I carry
in my belt. The other ten fled, and I escaped
with my doubloons. I then fell in with a band of
twenty-one armed robbers, whom I compelled to
act as my guides. At Fitton, twenty-one miles
from Mexico, I found ninety.five thousand men
constructing fortifications, which were already
twice as strong as Gibraltar. This is all owing to
the fact that they were aided by ten regiments of
United States deserters. Santa Anna will have
60,000 men and 300 cannon to defend this position.
The first night I slept sixty miles from Mexico.—
Before turning in I took the guns, swords and pia_
lola front my brigand guides. I was aroused in
the night by two hundred guerillas, who surround.
ed the tench in which I was. I fired through the
key-hole, and killed upwards of a hundred of
them, when the remainder scampered off. I then
took my horse to bed with me, and snoozed the rest ,
of the night in quiet. In the morning, I accused my
my landlord of having betrayed me. He looked
guilty, and I blew out his brains, killed his wife,
his children, and two big dogs, then set fire to the
ranch, and rode off.
August fifth—The leader of my guides had a
suspicious wink of the left eyo, which I did not
like. Accordingly I called him up and shot his
head off. I served all the rest in the same manner,
except one, whom I let off to tell the story. I then
took all their twenty-one muskets, twenty-one
swords, twenty-one pistols, an trophies of my valor,
and dashed off alone to Puebla—passing within a
few paces of numerous guerrilla bands—and deliv
ered the weapons to Gen. Worth. I found Scott in
the Cathedral, where he spends all his time with the
priests saying mass. They call him there, "Father
Scott," and they say also that he is anon to be made
Bishop of Puebla, the present incumbent being
about to be promoted to the bishopric of Mexico-
Scott will not leave Puebla until after Christmas.
He is going to wait for his consecration, which is
to take place there. Besides, he has made an
agreement, through the mediation of the British
minister, to wait until Santa Anna says "come on."
August 10th.—On this day I did not use more
than six of my revolvers until I got this side of.ja
lapa.. It was in the afternoon—l was in company
with six soldiers returning home. We had a Mex
ican guide, who took us out of the way under pre
tence of calling on his wife, who told us that we
were betrayed, and that two hundred robbers were
at hand. We started at full jump, the robbers after
us. Our guide looked so guilty that I deemed it
my duty to halt and blow out his brains out. I
ordered him on his knees, and as soon he had mut
tered a few prayers, I put six revolvers at his head,
and he fell back—a corpse. I instantly reloaded.
During this limo my companions had shot ahead
out of my reach and I never saw them again; the
robbers were at my heels. I put spurs to my horse
and dashed ahead, firing ten revolvers at a time
over my left shoulder, and popping off eighty or a
hundred men from their horses at each fire. The
robbers now received a reinforement of fresh horses,
when I began to throw off my doubloons until I
bad emptied twenty-five begs, containing I know
not how much in value. This detained the robbers
so that only about twenty kept up the pursuit, when
I turned upon them, and despatched the whole
gang, horses and all, with one discharge of my re
volver.
I rined the corpses of their money and cloths"
and dressed myself in Meiican garb, so that I was,
enabled to pass the remainder of my way as a mes
senger from Santa Annei. I felt fear for myself
but once—it was when I'met a couple of Meiican
butchers killing a white calf! I dashed up to Vera
Cruz just before night, and, not stopping to deliver
Santa Anna's letter, let loose my horse worth a
thonand dollars, and with him went my five bags
of doubloon; which my haste would not permit
me to secure, and dashed through Vera Cruz on
foot and alone to meet the steamer Groat Western,
which I had chartered expressly to lake me to
Havana. I rushed on, but seeing the steamer had
staked and was out halls mile, I plunged into the
water, and being a good swimmer soon overtook
her.
BARR FLIGHT. August 23.—1 n my plunge into
the bay at Vera Cruz I lost my revolvers and the
little money I took from the Mexican corpses.—
I spoilt my only shirt. lam under great obligations
to Captain Swift, who had the charity to take me
on board his vessel and furnish me with another
shirt. But for Captain Swift I believe I should
have starved to death.
P. S. The True Sun is the only American jour
nal in Cuba. Gen. O'Donnell wants you to buy
the whole island. Your agent, who formerly cir
culated 1500 copies daily of your paper in the city of
Mexico, has been shot by order of Santa Anna, and
your paper proscribed. rf you or Polk dont buy.
Cuba, you will lose your 2000 circulation in that
island, too.
.rh.fl
THE VENTRILOQUIST.
A few years ago, towards the dusk of the evening
a stranger in a travelling sulkey was leisurely pur
suing his way towards a little tavern situated at
the foot of a mountain, in one M . the Western States.
A little in advance of him, a negro returning from
the plough was singing the favorite Ethiopian mel
ody,
C: wine down to Shinbone Alley,
Long time ago.
The iOranger belied uncle, you,
sn 7wbal!."
"Sail!" said the blocky, holding up his horses.
"Is that the half-way house ahead yonder?"
"No, sah ; that mcssa Billy I,emond's hotel."
" Hotel, eh I—Billy Lemond's ?"
"Yes, ash; you know mosso Billy? he used to
live at the mouf ub Cedar Creek; he done move
now though—he keeps monsous nice house now, I
tell you."
" Indeed ?"
"Yes, sal:: you stop dale die cberning, I speck;
all speetable gemmen put up dah. You chew buc
cal], mess= ?"
" Yes, Sambo; here is some real Cavendish for
you."
"Tankee, massa, tankce, sir; Quash my name."
"Quash, eh?"
" Yes, sah, at your sarrice. Oh !" granted out
the delighted African," die nice; he better dan de
Green River—tankee, sah, tank cc."
Well, Quash, what kind of a gentleman is Mr.
Lemend ?"
"Oh, he nice man, monsous nice man; emper.
lain gemmen in de fust style, and I take care uv de
horses. I b9ong to him, and though I say it, massa
Billy mighty cleber. Ho funny too, toll a heap uv
stories 'bout ghosts and spirts, notwithstandin' he
fraid on 'em liceself too, my 'pinion."
" Afraid of ghosts, eh 1" said the traveller, mus
ing. " Well, go ahead, Quash—as it'a getting late,
I will stop with Mr. Lomond to-night."
" Yes, salt—gee up here, Dobbin, go along live.
ly ;" and setting out at a brisk trot, followed by the
traveller, the musical Quash again broke out in
Gwine down to Shinbone Alley.
The burden of " Long time ago" was apparently
taken up by one in an adjoining corn field, which
occasioned Quash to prick up his ears with some
surprise; lie continued, however, with
Long time ago
And the some voice responded from the field.
"Who dal?" exclaimed the astonished negro,
suddenly checking his horses and looking around
on every side for the cause of his surprise.
" Oh, never mind, drive ahead, snowball; it's
some of your master's spirits, I suppose."
Quash in a thoughtful mood led the way to the
tavern without uttering another word. Malting
before the door, the stranger was waited upon by
the obliging Mr. Lemend, a bustling talkative gen
tleman, who greeted his customer with "Light, air,
light. Here, John—Quash—never mind your um
brella, sir—here Quash, take off that trunk—walk
in, sir—John, take out that chair box—come, sir;
and carry this horse to the stable—do you prefer
him to stand on a dirt floor, sir?"
"If you please, sir. Ile le rather particular about
his lodging."
"Carry him to the lower stable, Quash, and at.
tend to him well ; I always like to see a horse well
attended to, and this is a noble critter, too," contin.
ued the landlord, clapping him on the back.
"Take care, will you 7 "
"What the deuce :" exclaimed the landlord, start.
ing back.
•t None of your familiarity," said the horse, look
ing spitefully around at the astonished landlord.
" Silence, Beelzebub," said the traveller, caressing
the animal; and turning to the landlord observed:
you must excuse him; lie is rather an aristocratic
horse—the of of education, sir."
"Hc's a witch, sir."
" Who hna, Beelzebub—loose the traces, Quash.
What are you staring at? He'll not eat you."
"Come, landlord," said &Izabal, "I want my
oats."
Quash scattered—the landlord backed into the
perch—and the traveller was left to jump into the
vehicle, and drive round in search of the stable
himself. Having succeeded to his satisfaction in
disposing of his home, he returned to the tavern.
Anon the supper came on. The eggs bad appa
rently chickens in them; the landlord confused at
such a mortifying circumstance, promised the tray.
eller amends from a cold pig, which, as he inserted
the carving knife into it, uttered a piercing squeal,
which was responded to by a louder one from the
landlady. Down went the knife and fork, and the
perspiration began to stand in large drops upon the
forehead of the host, as he looked fearfully at the
grunter; hM attention was taken, however, by a
voice from without, calling out,
"Halo! house! landlord!"
"Ay, coming, gentlemen—more travellers—du
help yourself, sir."
"Coming gentlemen ! here, John, a light, bring
a light to the door—Sally, wait on the gentleman,"
and out the landlord bounced, followed by John with
lights, but soon returned with a look of disappoint
ment—he declared those was no living being with
out. The voices called again—the landlord after
going out returned a second time, declaring his
belief that the whole plantation was haunted that
night by evil spirits.
That night, rumor sayeth, Mr. Billy ',mond
slept with his bible under his head, and kept a
candle burning in his room; and those who pass
there to this day, may, upon close examination, see
the heels of horse shoes peeping over the door case.
ment, as a buwark against witches, hobgoblins,
and other evil spirits.
+AP1•1t,,,..•*-
From the Boston Investigator.
POOR MAN'S PATRIMONY.
Smith in his " Wealth of Nations," says—" The
patrimony of a poor man lies in the strength and
dexterity of his hands; and to hinder him from
employing his strength and dexterity in what man
ner he thinks proper, without injury to his neigh.
bor, is a violation of his sacred property." This is
true in principle, and as principles are unconditional
truths, any system of social or civil polity which
infringes upon this principle, must necessarily be
erroneous. There is a custom purely legislative
and arbitrary, extant among civilized nations, of
allowing one man to control the natural and abso
lute necessary source and means of subsistence of
thousands. What is the inference and effect?
That the system is wrong, and the thousands de
prived of their natural rights by this custom, must
accept of artificial rights from those who thus con
trol their natural rights, and thus wronged thous
ands becomes the dependents, slaves, or serfs of the
"one."
This is the exact condition of a large portion of
the laboring population of every country where
land monopoly has spread its baleful influence, and
here, in this republic, where the infant condition of
this curse presents a monopoly of judicial power,
has the destruction of this monopoly been discussed,
and nearly become a test question in political
elections. The principle that no man ought to
control the means of subsistence of a class, is just,
and no word can be urged against the truth. But
when any attempt is made to realize the truth in
institutions,—when it comes in conflict with some
of the interests engendered and fostered by this
monopoly, than, indeed, opposition crises. All great
abuses engender corrupt interests, and liko the
scorpion, they will bite when trampled on. Hence,
all reforms clash with existing interests, and the
opposition is virulent and intense in exact propor
tion as those abuses and correct interests are at
war with unconditional truths. The proposition to
give to the poor man his natural patrimony, his
right to the soil, when first announced, was receiv
ed with general derision. But it was correct in
principle, and consequently spreads as all other
truths will spread when not opposed by despotic
brute force,—like wildfire.
We cannot but think that permanent and abid
ing reforms are at hand, and to be realized from
that simple proposition that " the land shall not be
sold forever." It seems a simple proposition In.
deed,—merely to limit each landholder to 160 acres,
and to render that inalienable. It is simple as all
great truths and laws arc simple,—simple merely
because they embrace the very last analysis. But
the influence of the abolition of this land monopoly
upon society would be too vast for a century to man
ifest, or for a generation to portray. Few are aware
how deeply monopoly has engrafted itself upon the
institutions elite day. Upon monopoly arc thrones
and empires erected, churches are founded and
sway the world; kingdoms are conquered through
the obedience to the grasping spirit of monopoly,
and its poisonous influence extends downward
through all the accumulative and productive pro.
ceases of society. Destroy this institution as re
gards the land, and its base is gone forever. The
thrones and despotisms which exist through it
would come tottering down, and the damning cries
of chattel slavery and serfdom would vanish like
morning dew. The relations in individual society
would speedily undergo a marked and radical
change, and the enormous per centage of power
now swayed by capttal over labor, would be reduc
ed to a fraternal rather than an infernal standard.
Thegreatcst incentive to moneyed oppressions and
land aristocracies would be abolished, and with the
disappearance of these would follow a great frac
tionof the disgrace and menial servitude which
now attach to Ler labor alone. The family relation
would be elevated beyond ail calculation, inas
much as the right of the family to the soil, to the
homes, the alters and the graves of their fathers,
could not be extinguished, and the memory of the
"Homestead" to the scattered progeny of the yeo.
roan would be the memory of a privilege and a
right ever held most sacred among all nations.
The enormous dividends which capital now ex
torts from labor would be reduced to a more equit
able standard, and the inflependenco of labor be
come something more than a mere password for
demagogues, thus rendering demand and supply
proportioned to each other, and preventing, in a
great measure, those fluctuations and excesses
WHOLE NUMBER, 902.
which alternately elevate the laborer to an ideal
heaven, and depress him to a really practical hell.
But we have hardly room to speak of these, the
legitimate influences of the abolition of what is
deemed the course of the civilized world,—the legal
land monopoly. We invite our readers to reflect
upon this question, to presuppose its influences, and
to anticipate all objections that a rational mind can
bring to bear upon it. It is worthy of every iudi.
vidual's reflection, for every individual is deeply.
vitally interested in its success.
A Yavrre Passe‘sees NOTION.—"I beg the
audience to be seated a moment. Rumor bas come
to my ears, that a large quid of tobacco was drop.
ped into the contribution box last Sabbath. The
man who committed that outrage, would do well
to pause in his career. He is slipping down a
greased plank to perdition To-night there will be
preaching in most of the churches. The public
gardens, I am desired to give notice,are also-open.
On Tuesday night there will a foe, Paovidence
permitting. On Thursday evening the gates of
the battery will be thrown open for the neeeptiois
of strollers and ardent lovers. There will be a
Distracted Meeting held at Tammany Hall on Sat.
urday evening, to commence at early candlelight.
ing. Admission gratis; on going oat, a shilling
will be received by a keeper at the door, for the
Manual Labor Society for the Education of Indo
lent Young Men for the A.B. F. Mission, at Nootka.
Sound I would observe that one Miller is preach.
ing up the doctrine that the world is to be destroyed
in 1848; but don't you believe it. The earth is
just as good as new, and will last for a hundred
years yet, at the least calculation Those persons
who are in the habit of coming late to church.
taking advantage of the proverb, better late than
never,' would confer a particular favor upon me,
and the audience generally, if they would wear
pumps. The clanking of iron-heeled boots does not
accord with the place, and it also disturbs those
who may be taking a comfortable snooze at the
time lly friends are particularly requested mato
hang round the doors after service is over, as it not
only gives the house the appearance of a grog.shop
but is extremely annoying to many ladies. It may
be proper here for me to state that a part of the
receipts arising from the circulation of the Sunday
Morning Mercury in which my sermons are printed
are appropriated to my benefit; therefore, I wish
you all to patronise that entertaining little paper,
for my sake, and your own especial good."—l?las.
game Chronicle.
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REMARKATILT. CASE OF ANIMAL PRESERVATION RY
Faosr.—The skeleton of an elephant of en extinct
species forms part of the remarkable collection of
curiosities in the famous Museum of St, Petersburg.
The mammoth animal was discovered in 1806 in
the ice of the Polar Sea near the mouth of the river
Lena, by Mr. Michael Adams. It was first seen
by a Chief of the Tongeese tribe in 1799, at which
time was imbedded in a rock of ice about 180 feet
high, and had only two feet, with a small part of
body projecting from the side, so as to be visible.
At the close of the next Summer the entire flank of
animal had been thawed out. It nevertheless re
quired five Summers, in this inclement region, to
thaw the ice, so that the whole body could be fiber
atoll. At length, in 1807, the enormous mass sep
arated from the mountain of ice and fell over upon
its side, on a sandbank. At this time it appears to
have been in a state of perfect preservation, with its
skin and flesh as entire as when it had existed an.
tecedently to the Deluge, or to whatever convulsion
of the globe may have transported animals appa
rently of the torrid zone to the confines of the Arctic
circle. The Tongeese Chief cut off the tusks,
which were nine feet long and weighed 200 pounds
each. Two years after, Mr. Adams being at
Yakutsk and hearing of this event, undertook a
journey to the spot. He found the animal in the
same place, but exceedidgly mutilated by the dogs
and wolves of the neighborhood, which had fed.
upon the flesh as fest as it thawed. He however
succeeded in removing the skeleton, and in recover
ing two of the feet, and one of the ears, one of the
eyes, and about three quarters of the skin, which
was covered with reddish hair and black bristles.
Theca are now in the Museum of St. Petersburg,—
N. Y. Tribune.
WHY SHOULD THERE DE SO IKUCH DISEASE 7—Be.
cause, in numbers of things, we do just by our
nature what we were never intended to do. For ex.
ample ;
1. Man is intended to draw in fresh air every
time he breathes. Almost all people, when in
their shops, breathe the same air over and over
again. To show the necessity of allowing fresh
air continually to enter living rooms, and the bad
air to escape, during each minute of his life, every
man destroys a quantity of air twice as large ac
himself:
2. Man ought to breathe fresh air every breath.
Our sewers and drains arc so bad that the vapor
and foul gases rise, and we breathe them.
3. :Ilan was intended to take exercise in the open
air every day. Neither his heart, his stomach and
bowels, his liver, his skin, his lungs,
nor his brain will act rightly, without walking ex
ercise every day : Most of us do not get any
walking exercise, or only short ones, which are
scarcely of use.
• 4. Man was formed to take simple, plain, whole
some food. He eats all sorts of things, which not
only do him on good but do him harm; and drinks
large q aantities of beer, spirits, and wine, which hurt
his stomach, and take away the proper use of his
brain.
5. Man ought to wash himself all over witinvs
ter every day, so as to cleanse the pores of the skin'
else they get stopped up; he cannot prespire right
ly, and hts skin cannot breathe.
6. Man should wear clean clothes nextbia skin,
because his body discharges bad fluids. At pre
sent, many people wear the same clothes day after
day for weeks together.