11013MIIT WIT MIDIDLMTOI7.I VIE (E) & iDg7Uo "With sweetest flowers enrich'd, From various gardens cull'd with care." FOR TILE GETTYSBUROII STAR AND BANNER BYRON. iNSPIRED MUD! thy genius shot afar, Like the bright radiance of the wandering star, Which shoots athwart the darkness of the night And flares and fades in glory from the sight. 'Twos thine with eagle's wing to soar cn high, In genitti'vast and thought profound to fly; To twine a wreath of glory for thy name Which fade■ not and forever is the same But what is Genius when compared with Worth? Or Heaven's joys opposed to those of Earth? Thus worth conjoin'd with e'en inferior mind, Leaves the immoral BinioN far behind. THE WIPE. I COULD have stemmed misfortune's tide, And borne the rich one's sneer, Have braved the haughty glance of pride, Nor shed a single tear; 1 could have smiled on every blow From Life's full quiver thrown, While 1 might gaze on theo and know I should not be "alone." I could—l think I could have brooked, E'en for a time, that thou Upon n3y fadirig face hadsfioulced With less of love than now; For then I should at least have felt The ewect hope still my own, To win thee bock, and whilst I dwelt On earth, not been "alone." But thus to see, from day to day, Thy brightening eye and check, And watch thy life sands waste away, Unnumbered, slowly, meek: To meet thy smiles of tenderness, And catch the feeble tone Of kindness, ever breathed to bless, And feel I'll be "alone." To mark thy strength each hourdecay. And yet thy hopes grow stronger, As, filled with heavenward trust they say, "Earth may not claim thee longer." Nay, dearest, 'tis too much—this heart Must break when thou art gone: It must not be—we may not part; I could not live "alone." vula) DIEITE)Ltra'OEiIVo From the Landon New Monthly Mokazine for April. SARATOGA SPRINGS. It was about seven o'clock of a hot even ing when Van Pelt's exhausted horses toiled out from the pine forest, and stood, fetlock deep in sand, on the brow of the small lull overlooking the mushroom village of Sara toga. One or two straggling horsemen were returning late from their afternoon ride,and looked at us, as they passed on their fresher hacks, with the curiosity which attaches to new corners in a watering place: here and there a genuine invalid who had come to the waters for life, not for pleasure, took advan tage of the coolness of the hour, and crept down the foot-path to the spring; and as Horace encouraged his flagging cattle into a trot, to bring up gallantly at the door of "Congress Hall," the great boll of that vast caravansary resounded through the dusty air; and, by the shuffling race thousand feet, audible as we approached, we knew that the fashionable world of Saratoga were rushing down en masse, "lo tea." Having driven through a sand cloud for the preceding three hours,and—to say noth ing of myself—Van Pelt being a man who, in his character as the most considerable beau of the University, calculated on his first impression, it was not thought advisable to encounter, uncleansod, the tide of fashion at that moment streaming through the hall. We drove round to the side door, and gain. ed our pigeonhole quarters under cover of the hack staircase. The Bachelor's wing of Congress Hall :s a long, unsightly wooden barrack divided into chambers, six feet by four, and of an airiness of partition which enables the occu pant to converse with his neighbor three rooms off', with the ease ofclorks calling out entries to the ledger across the desks of a counting house. The clatter of knives and plates came up to our ears in a confused murmur; and Van Pelt having refused to dine at the only in upon the route, for some reason best known to himself, I commenced the process of a long toilet with an appetite not rendered patient by the sounds ofcheer below. I had washed the dust out of my eyes and mouth, and, overcome with heat and hurl ger, I knotted a cool cravat loosely round my neck, and sat down in the one chair. "Van Pelt!" I shouted. "Well, Phil." "Are you dressed?" "Dressed! I am as pinguid as pate foi de gray—greased to the eye-lids in cold cream." 1 took up the sixpenny glass, and looked at my own newly washed physiognomy.— From the temples to the chin it was one on. mitigated red—burned to a blister with the sun! I had been obliged to deluge my head like a mop, to get out the dust; and not natu rally remarkable foamy good looks, I could much worse than Van Pelt, afford these startling additions to my disadvantages.-- Hunger is a subtle excuse-finder, however; and remembering that there Were five hun dred people in -this formidable crowd, and all busy with satisfying their appetites, trusted to escape observation, and determin-• ed to "go down to, tea." With the just named number of guests, it will be easily understood why it is impossible to obtain a meal at Congress Hall out of the stated time and place. In a white roundabout, a checked cravat mv hair plastered over my oyes a la maw. worm, and a face like the sign of the ''Rising Sun," I stopped at Van Pelt's door. "The most hideous figure my eyes ever looked upon!" was his first consolatory ob servation. "Handsome or hideous," 1 answered, "I'll not starve! So here goes for some broad and butter." And leaving him to his "ap pliances,"l descended to the immense hall which serves the corners to Saratoga for dining, dancing and breakfastingond it wet weather, between meals, for shuttlecock and promenading. Two interminable tables extended down the hall filled by all' the beauty and fashion of the United States. Luckily, I thought, for me, there aro distinctions in this republic of dissipation, and the upper end is reserved for those who have servants to turn down the chairs, and stand over thetiw the en' of the table nearest the door, consequently, is occupied by those whose opinion of my ap pearance is not without appeal, if they trou blo their heads about it at all; and I may glide in, in my white roundabout, (permitted in this sultry weather,) and retrieve exhaust ed nature in obscurity. An empty chair stood between an old gen tleman and a very plain young lady, and seeing no remembered faces opposite, I gli ded to the place, and was soon lost to appre hension in the abysm of a cold pie. The tabfe was covered with meats, berries, bot tles of chalybent water, tea appurtenances, jams, jellies and radishes; and hut for the absence °fill° reast,you might have doubt ed whether the meal was breakfast or, danner, lunch or supper. Happy countr3! in which any ono of the four meals may servo a hun gry man for all. The pigeon-pie stood at last well quarried before me,tho debris of the excavation heap ed upon my plate; and, appetite appea.ed, and made bold by my half-hour's obscurity I leaned forward, and perused, with curious attention, the long line of faces on the oppo- site side of the table, to some of whom, doubtless, I was to be indebted for the plea sures of the coming fortnight. My eyes were fixed on the features of a talkative woman just above, and I had quite forgotten the fact of my dishabille of com plexion and dress,when two persons entered, who made considerable stir among the ser vants, and eventually were seated directly opposite me. "We loitered too long at Harhydt's," said one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen, as she pulled her chair nearer to the table, and looked around hor with a glance of disproval. In following her eyes, to see who was so happy as to sympathize with such a divine creature, even in the loss of a place at table, I met the fixed and astonished gaze of my most intimate friend at the University. "Ellerton!" "Slingsby I" Overjoyed at meeting him, I stretched both hands across the narrow table, and had shaken his nearly off his shoulders, and asked him a dozen questions, before I be came conscious that a pair of large, won dering eyes were coldly taking an inventory of my person and features.-- Van Pelt's un flattering exclamation, upon my appearance at his door, flushed across my mind like a thunder•stroke; and,.coloring through my burned skin to the temples, I bowed, and stammered I know not whnt, as Ellerton introduced me to his sister! To enter fully into my distress,you should be apprised that a correspondence, arising from my long and constant intimacy with Tom Ellerton, had been carried on for a year between me and his sister; and that being constantly in the habit of yielding to me in matters of taste, ho had, I well knew, so exaggerated to her my personal qualities, dress, and manners, that she could not, in any case, fail to be disappointed in seeing me. Believing her to be at that moment 2000 miles off, in Alabama, and never hav ing hoped for the pleasure of seeing her at ull,l had foolishly suffered this good natured exaggeration to go on, pleased with seeing the reflex Df his praises in her letters, and, Heaven knows! little anticipating the disas trous interview upon which my accursed star would precipitate me. As I went over, mentally,the particulars of my unbecoming ness, and saw Miss Ellerton's eyes resting inquisitively and furtively on the mountain of pigeon-bones lifting their well picked pyramid to my chin, I wished myself an ink-fish at the bottom of the sea. Three minutes after, I burst into Van Pelt's room, tearing my hair and abusing Tom Ellerton's good nature,and my friend's headless drosky in alternate breaths. With out disturbing the subsiding blood in his own face by entering into my violence, Horace coolly asked me what was the matter. I told him. "Lie down hero," said Van Pelt, who was a small Napoleon in such trying extremities —"lie down on the bed, and annoint your phiz with this unguent. I see good luck for you in this accident, and you have only to follow my instructions. Phil Slingsby, sun burnt,in a white roundabout,and Phil Slings. by pale and well dressed, are as different as this potted cream and dancing cow. You shall see what a little drama I'll work out for youl" I lay down on my back, and Horace kind- ly annointed me from the trachea to the forelock; and from ear to ear. "Egad," said he, warming with his study of his proposed plot,as he slid his fore-finger over the bridge of my nose, every circum stance for us. Tull man as you are, you are as short-bodied as a monkey, (no offence Phil!) and when you sit at table, you are rather an undersized gentleman. I have been astonished every day these three years at seeing you rise after dinner in Common's Hall, A thousand to one Fanny Ellerton thinks vim a stumpy man. "I WISH , NO OTHER HERALD, NO OTHER SPEAKER OF KT - LIVING ACTIONS, TO KEEP MINE HONOR FROM CORRUPTION.'" , ---SHAE3 szatewavail2P2ll2l 9 aka.. moalizoza. awasaPow a. actaa. "And then, Phil," he continued, with a patronizing tone, "you have studied minute philosophy to little purpose if you do not know that the first step in winning a woman to whom you have been overpraised, is to disenchant her at all hazards, on your first interview. You will never rise above the ideal she has formed, and to Sink below it gradually, or to remain stationary, is not to thrive in your wooing." Leaving me this precocious wisdom to digest, Horace descended to the foot of the garden to take a warm bath; and overcome with fatigue and the recumbent posture, I soon roll asleep, and dreamed of the great blue eyes of Fanny Ellerton. The soaring of the octave flute in "Mil Columbia!" with which the band was patri otically opening the hall, woke me from the midst ofa longapologetic letter to my friend's sister; and I found Van Pelt's black boy, Juba, waiting patiently at the bed side, with curling tongs and Cologne water, ordered to superintend my toilet by his master, who had gone early to the drawingroom to pay his respects to Miss Ellerton. With the cold cream disappeared entirely from my face the uncomfortable redness to which I had been a martyr; and thanks to my ebony coiffeur, my straight and plastered locks soon grew as different to their "umquhile guise as Hyperion to a Satyr's." Having appeared to the eyes of the lady, in whose favor I hoped to prosper, in red and white (red phiz & white jacket,) I trusted that in white and black (black suit and pale visno• my) I should look quite another person.— Juba was pleased to show his ivory in com• plimentary smile at my transformation, and I descended to the drawing•room on the best terms with the coxcomb in my bosom. Horace met me at the door " Protcus redivivus," was hisexclamation. "Your new name is Wrongham. You are a gentleman Senior, instead of a bedevilled Sophomore, and your cue is to be poetical. She will never think again of the monster in the white jacket, and I have prepared her for the acquaintance of a new friend whom I have just described to'you." I took his arm, and with the cournge of a man in a mask, went through another pre sentation to Miss Ellerton. Her brother had been lot into the secret by Van Pelt,and received me with great ceremony as his college superior; and, as there was no other person at the Springs who knew Mr. Slings by, Mr. %Vrongham was likely to have an undisturbed reign of it. Miss Ellerton look- ed hard at me for a moment, but the 'gravity with which I was presented and received, dissipated a doubt, if one had arisen in her mind, and she took my arm to go to the ball room with an undisturbed belief in my assum• ed name and character. I commenced the acquaintance with the fair Alabamian with great advantages. Re ceived as a perfect stranger, I possessed, from long correspondence with her, the most minute knowledge of the springs of her character, and of her favorite reading and pursuits; and, with the little knowlelge of the world which she had gained on a plan tation, she was not likely to penetrate my game from playing it too freely. Her con- hdence was immediately won by the readi ness with which I entered into her enthusi asm and anticipated her thoughts; and before the first quads ills was over,she had evidently made up her mind that she had never in her life met one who so well "understood her." Oh, how much women include in that ap parently indefinite expression, "He under stands me." The colonnade of Congress Hall is a long promenade laced in with vines and columns,' on the same level with the vast ball room and drawing-room; and (the light of heaven not being taxed at Saratoga)opening at every three steps by a long window into the car peted floors. , When the rooms within are lit on a summer's night, that cool and airy colonnade -is thronged by truants from the dance, and collectively by all wha.have any thing to express that is meant for one ear only. The mineral waters of Saratoga are no less celebrated as a sporific for chaperons, than as a tonic for the dyspeptic; and while the female Argus doses in the drawing-room the firir Io and her Jupiter (represented in this case, we will say, by Miss Ellerton and myself) range at liberty the fertile fields of flirtation. I had easily put Miss El!erten in surpris ing good humor with herself and me during the first quadrille; and,with a freedom based partly upon my certainty of pleasing her, partly on the peculiar manners of the place, I cooly requested that she would continue to dance with me for the rest of the evening. 1 "One unhappy quadrille excepted," she replied,with a look meant to be mournful. "May I ask with whom?" "Oh, he has not asked me yet, but my brother has bound me over to be civil to him—a spectre, Mr. Wronghatn, a positive spectre!" "How denominated?" I enquired, with a force indifference, for I had a presentiment I should hear my own name. "Slimrshy—lilr. Philip Slingsby—Tom's fides Achates,and proposed lover of my own. But you don't seem surprised." "Surprised! Ehew! I know the gentle man?" "Then did you ever see such a monster. Tom told me he was another Hyperion.— le half admitted it himself, tndeed—for, to ell you a secret, I have corresponded with urn a year!" "Giddy Miss Faony Ellerton!—and nev- er saw him!" "Never till to night! He sat at supper in a white jacket and red face, with a pile of bones upon his plate like an Indian tumulus." "And your brother introduced you?" "Funny," said her brother, coming. up at this moment,' "Slingsby present's his apolo gies to you for not joining your cordon to• night—but ho has gone to bed with a head ache." "Indigestion, I dare say," said the young lady. "Never mind, Tom, I'll break my heats when I've leisure. And now Mr. Wrongham, since the spectre walks not forth to night, I am yours for a cool hour Or) the colonnade." Vegetation, is rapid in Alabama and love is weed that thrives in the soil of the tro pics. We discoursed of the lost pleiad and the Berlin bracelets, of the five hundred people about us, and the feasibility of boiling a pot on five hundred a year—the unmatri. monial sum total to my paternal allowance. She had as many negroes as I had dollars I well knew, but it was my cue to seem disin terested. "And where do you mean to live, when you marry, Mr. Wrongham?" asked Miss Ellerton, at the two hundredth turn on the colonnade. "Would you like to live in Italy?" I ask ed again, as if I had not heard her. "Do you mean that ae a sequitur to nif question, Mr. Wrongham?" said she, half stopping in her walk, and, though the sen tence was commenced playfully, dropping her voice at the last word with an emotion I could not mistake. I drew her off the colonnade to the small garden between the house and spring, and;, in a giddy dream of fear and surprise at my nwo. rashness and success, I mad, and won from her, an avowal of preference—of love. *itches have been made more suddenly. Miss Ellerton satin the Music-room the next 'morning after breakfast preventing pauses in a rather interesting conversation, by running accompaniment upon the guitar. A single gold thread formed a fillet about her temples, and from beneath it, in clouds of silken ringlets, floated the softest raven hair that ever grew enamored of an ivory shoulder. Hers was a skin that seemed wo ven of the lily-white but opaque fibre of the magnolia, yet of that side of its cup turned toward the fading sunset. There is no term in painting, because there is no trace ofpen ell or color,that could express the vanishing and impalpable breath that assured the healthiness of so pale a cheek. She was slight as all southern women are in Ameri ca, lied of a flexible and luxurious graceful ness, equalled - by nothing but the movings of a sinoke curl. Without the elastic nerve, ren:arkable in the motions of Taglioni, she appeared, like her, to be born with a lighter specific: gravity than her fellow creatures. Itshc had floated - away upon some chance breesi you would only have been surprised upon reflection. "I. km afraid you are too fond of society," said Miss Ellerton, as Juba came in hesi tatingly,nnd delivered her a note in the hand writing of an old correspondent. She turn ed pale on seeing the superscription, and crushed the note up in her hand unread. I was not sorry to defer the denouement of my little drama, and taking up her remark, which she seemed disposed to forget, I re ferred her to a scrap book of Van Pelt's, which she had brought down with her, con taming some verses of my own, copied (by good luck) in that sentimental Sophomore's own hand. "Aro these yours, really and trulyl" she asked, looking pryingly into my face, and shoWing me my own verses, against which she had already run a pencil line of appro• bation. "Peccavi!" 1 answered. "But will you make me in love with my own offspring by reading them in your own voice?" They were some lines written in a balco ny, at day-break, while a ball was still go. ing on within, and contained an allusion (which I had quite overlooked) to some one of my ever changing admirations. "And who was this "sweet lover," Mr. Wronaham. I should knnw,l think, before 1 go further with so expeditious a gentle. man." "As Shelly says of his Id al Mistress,— "I loved—oh no! I mean not ono of yo, Or any earthly ono—though ye are fair!" It was but an apostrophe to the presenti meet of that which I have found, dear Miss Ellertonl But will you read that ill-treated billet-doux, and remember that Juba stands with the patience of an eboa statue waiting for an answer?' I know the contents of the letter, and 1 watched the expression of her face as she read it with no little interest. Her temples flushed, and her delicate lips gradually curl ed into an expression of anger and scorn, and having finished the perusal of it,sho put it into my hand, and asked me if so imperti- nent a production deserved an answer. 1 began to fear that the eclarzessement would not leave me on the sunny-side of the lady's favor,and felt the need of the moment's reflection given me while running my eye over the letter. "Mr. Slingsby," said I, with the delibem• tion of an attorney, "hns been some time in correspondence with you?" 4iy es. ” "And from his letters, and your brother's commendations,you had formed a high opin- ion of his character; and had expressed as much in your letters?" "Yes—perhaps I did." "And from this paper intimacy he con ceives himself sufficiently acquainted with you to request leave to pay his addresses?" A dignified boy; put a stop to my cote• chism. , "Dear Miss Ellerton," I said, "this is scarce!) a question upon which I ought to speak, but by putting this letter in my hand, you seemed to ask my opinion?" "I did—l do," said the lovely girl taking my hand and lookipg appealingly into my face; "answer it for mel I have done wrong in encouraging that foolish correspondence, and I owe this forward man,perhaps, a kind er reply than my first feelings would have dictated. Decide for me—write for me— relieve me from the first burden that has laid on my heart since She burst into tears, and my dread of an explanation increased. "Will you follow my advice implicitly?" 1 asked. "Yes—oh yes!" "You promisel" "Indeed, indeed!" "Well, then, listen to me. However painful the tusk, I must tell you that the en. coumgement you have given Mr. Slingsby, the admiration you have expressed in your letters of his talents rind acquirements, and the confidence, you have reposed in him re specting yourself, warrant him in claiming as a right,a fair trial of his attractions. You have known and approved Mr. Slingsby's mind for years—you know ME but for a few hours. You saw him under the most unfa vorable auspices (for I know him intimately,) and I feel bound in justice to assure you,that you will like him much better upon acquaint. once." Miss Ellerton had gradually drawn 'her. se:f up during this splendid speech, and sat at last erect, and as cold as Agrippina upon her marble chair. "Will you allow me to send Mr. Slingsby to you," I continued rising, "and suffer him to plead his own cause?" "If you will call my brother, Mr. Wrong ham, I shall feel obliged to you," said Miss Ellerton. I left the room,and Marrying to my cham ber, dipped my head (into a basin of water, and plastered my long locks over my eyes, slipped on a white round.about, and tied a round my neck the identical checked cravat in which I had made so unfavorable an im pression the first day of my arrival. Tom Ellerton was soon found, and easily ngreed to go before and announce me by my proper name to his sister, and treading closely on his heels, I followed to the door of the music room. "Ah, Ellen!" said he, without giving her time for a scene, "1 was looking for you.— Slingsby is better, and will pay his respects to you presently. And I say—you will treat him well, Ellen, and—and—don't flirt with Wrongham the way you did last night! Slingsby's a great deal bettor fellow. Oh, here he is!" As I stopped over the threshhold, Miss Ellerton gave me just enough of a look to assure herself that it was the identical men• ster she had seen at the tea•table; and not deigning me another glance, immediately commenced talking violently to her brother on the state of the weaklier. Torn bore it a moment or two with remarkable gravity,but at my first attempt to join in the conversa tion, my voice was lost in an explosion of laughter which would have been the death of a gentleman with a full habit. Indignant and astonished, Miss Ellerton rose to Tier full height, and slowly turned to me. "Peccavi!" said I, crossing•my hands on my bosom, and looking up penitently to her face. ' I She ran to me, and seized my hand, but recovered herself instantly, and the next moment was gone from the room. Whether from wounded pride from hav ing been the subject of a mystification, or whether from that female caprice by which most men suffer at one period or other of their bachelor lives. 1 know not—but .I no ver could bring Miss Ellerton again to the same interesting crisis with which she end ed her intimacy with Mr. Wrongham.— She professed to forgive me, and talked laughingly enough of oar old acquaintance; but whenever I grew tender she referred me to the "Sweet Lover" mentioned in my verses in the balcony, and looked around for Van Pelt. That accomplished beau, on ob• serving my discomfiture, began to find out Miss Ellerton's graces without the aid of his quizzing-glass,and I soon found it necessary to yield the pas altogether. She has since become Mrs. Van Pelt; and when I last heard from her,was "as well as could be expected." VARIETY. “Comtng through the Rye.” If a body's fond of toddy, That's no reason why Thatihry . should speak of other folke, A "coming through the Rye." I recollect on Satur' night, When I was very dry, I met "the shadow of the Globe," A "coming through the Rye." He asked me if I'd bike a horn, Yee, sir, was my reply, And both of us got " uncofou," Upon the field of Rye. Then why should he of others speak, And act his part so shy, And censure those who have a taste To rest upon the Rye? There was the glorious six foot two, I have him in my eye, Will bet, that, in the Texans' cause, • He's pouring in the Rye: 'Tis thus with every patriot Chief. On this you may rely, And who'd discard a bonnie lass, When coming through the Rye? Then here's success to every lass, And every field of Rye. May every blade drink evening dew, And ne'er a lassie cry: And may the shadow of the Globe, The real truth descry— An - d health impart its genial glow On every field of Rye. The following toast was drunk at a cele- bration of the Fourth of July, at Montpelier, Vt. It is pretty severe on male bipeds, but the ladiea l will probably consider it not more so than it should be. "Old Bachelors of Thirty or Upwards. —infamy and disgrace rest upon their ig- norant and stupid heads for having so long lived a single life, unless they can make it appear that they have made faithful trial and been repulsed at least three times, or pro• duce bonds that they will be married in six months if possible. A NEGRO'S DESCRIPTION OF A GENTLE , . MAN.-"Ah, honey, he's a rain! gentleman; [VOL. 7--NO. . none y'er make believe ecurt. 'Tell lots what,you may know a gentleman let hint to in any condition whatsomebber, "Cataii sure !tuff" gentleman wont be nothing AO but a gentleman, and you can't mistake Ma i no matter tc he han't got tie shirt tohl be ak.: , If so be he is gentleman you,always find him to be a gentleman, I don't care whet he black or white;- 7 -and dat's do trine?!. COUGH AND COLO.—Horse Radisit-ent , into "small pieces and:chewed in : thojactiO, is an excellent remedy for .hoarsaTiess, coughs, colds, cases of incipient comiumg tion, dzc. A woman in Pottsville was last week s vio lently assailed by her neighbor,and temttly pelted with stones and brickbats. 4ealouty moved the assailant LADY, The assailed declared herself innocent, and pleaded her grey hairs and fifteen children. _ Mississurr.—The growth of this state during,the last five years, says the Grand Gulf Advertiser,has been Almost uopitrallel ell—the population within-that .time having more than doubled, and the wealth< mom than quadrupled. There are now filly;si.v. counties in the state; and the population is believed to amount to about 328,000. - NEW IMPROVEMENV.-It is said' thitt a canal of 00 miles from lake Simcoe, to To. ronto, on lake Onfario, is to be constricted, by which the trade of the upper lakes can be brought to Oswego; by, a saving of four or five hundred miles of transportation. It saves traversing a part a lake Huron, and the whole of Lake grie;far all'the. trade of lakes Michigan, Superior and Heron. From the testimony or Mr. Leigh, no doubt can now remain that the acceptance by Mr. Randolph of the mission to: Russia, against the opinion and advice of some of his best friends, preyed heavily on his mind, and rendered him unhappy. Indeed, many believe that he felt a sense of self-abasement on that account to the lust moment of his life.—Richmond Cour. . It is a remarkable fact, that Ransora Clark, the only survivor of the massacre of Major Dade's detachment,was one ofa par ty of six - men from Fort Morgan; mder Lieut. Chandler, all of whom except him self; were drowned by the upsetting of a boat in Mobile bay, in. January, 1835. VIOLENCE.—We regret to learn from the Harrisburg papers, that at the recent Har risburg Masonic Convention, the quarrel be tween the delegates on the State Bank ques tion rose so high, that personal violence was threatened and knives. were drawn- Such feelings should be'discouraged in the party., "Gorr° Tr= • W001.e."---The &Hewing toast was given at a Fourth of July Dirmer at Etonton, Ga.— Dr. M. G. Slaughter: Washington was the father of our country; Jefferson the great apostle of our liberties, but Andrew Jackson has been the saviour of both. A!v AVALA.NCIIE.—We are indebted to the politeness of an intelligent and respecta ble friend °fours for the following particulars ofan Avalanche which recently occurred on the Alleghenies: On the 20th of June, during a. terrible thunder storm on Lyeoming creek, *adds county, near the residence of Mr. Wittiatant KING, at the instant of an electrical shock, the clouds discharged a column of water upon the face of the mountain, abonr 700 feet above ittilbase; which , brought down rocks, mud, trees, &c., and uncovered three strata of Iron ore at its out crop. The angle' of the mountain is 45 to 50 degrees. Mr. King's son was looking in the direc tion of the mountain at the time. ',Hemp, instantly after a verticle flash of lightning the water spouted up from the face or .the mountain 100'to 209 feet high. No doubt it appeared so to him. But it is reasonable to suppose that it was. a column of water discharged from the clouds. ' Rocks,measuring from one to fifteen cubic yards, were torn from their * beds and wept unresistingly doln the side oldie mountain, carrying trees three feet in diameter and every thing, which obstrubted their`path, before them, making a ravine in the side of the mountain of 50 to 100 feet in width and 10 to 20 in depth."—L,yeerning Free .Press. CONFIDE IN YOUR Illorinn.—To the youthful female we should , say, that no indi vidual of either sex can love you with an affection so disinterested as your mother.— Deceive her, and "your feet will elide in due time." How many thoughtless young daughters receive addresses against , the wishes of their parents, receive thetri clan destinely, give their hand in marriage, and thus dig the grave for all their earthlyhap pines& He; who would persuade you to deceive your parents, proves 'himself in that very deed unworthy of all ynur confidence. If you wed him, you will speedily realize what you have lost. You. will find yott hart) exchanged a sympathising friend, arid: an able, judicious counsellor, a kind and deyot ed nurse, for'a selfish and unfeeling coin panion, ever seeking his own accommodation and his own pleasure—neglecting you in health and deserting you when . sick Who has not read the reward of deserted li:iota. in the pale and melancholy reran/ea of the undutiful daughter? WICKED CONYEASION.---qt MOIIIOI.4IIXId a Quaker having stopped ats peblialkotaut t.„ agreed to sleep in the same, IO! 1 1:4 1310 Methodist knelt down prayed ferseuttpuld confessed a long catalogue dab*. : lifter he rose,th e Quaker observed, "Re* rriend, if thou art as bad as thou esyst thocssi, think I dare not sleepwith thee." 7.1 To REMOVE SPOTS OW Liz sitorltimi*: —Take a mould candle or white pure tidbit'. melt it and dip the spotted pert oriblettill the melted tallow, then put it Intothiwadt. when it will becomeperfectlyt is given froth : experience. ,
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