North Carolina Newspapers

mi PUBLISHED WEEKLY. A FAMILY PAPER DEVOTED TO POLITICS, LITERATURE, AGRICULTURE, MANUFACTURES, MINING, AND NEWS. & PER YEAR In Adranco. ROBERT P. FARING, Editor. ' $m MiAM 00 1 but Clie Q0 tfct m. RU M HERRa' Pnblhher. VOL,. 3. CHARLOTTE, N. C., FRIDAY MORNING, AUGUST 18, 1854. NO. 4. jftttinrfg (Sorb, &r. P. W1K11I6! ttlorney at Lmw, OJice in Loner gait's Brick Building, 2nd Jloor. CHARLOTTE, N. C. RHETT A: KORSOX, FACTORS & COMMISSION MERCHANTS, Nos. 1 smmJ 2 Atlantic Wharf, CHARLESTON, S. C. HP Liber.il advances ma'ie on Consignments. lj" S)tci il attention given to the Bale of Flour, Com, &.C . ami from o -r 1 :4 experience in the kwiMM, we feel confident of giving satiaffaCtieB. Mure!. t7, 1854. 31 ly Dry Goods in Charleston, So. Ca. BKOWI. & LEMAN, IMPORTERS OF DRY GOODS, Kos. SOD and 21 1 King- street, corner of Murkct Street. CHARLESTON, S. C. Plant ttion Wooleas, Blanket!), &c, Carpctings and Curtain Material", Silks and Rich Drop Goods, Cloaks, MtnMllis and Shawls. Terms Cash. One Priet Onl-. March 17, 1854 34-ly RANKIN, PULLIAM & CO., Importers arid Wholesale Dealers in I OUEICN AND DOJUCSTIC STAPLE AND FANCY mx booss km aiiWmm, NO. 131 KEETIICG STREET, sept 23, '53 ly CHARLESTON, S. C. 28. Manufacturer and Dealer la PANAMA, LEGHORN, FUR. SILK &i WOOL OPPOSITE CIIARLEs-TuN HOTEL, sept 23, '53 1 y CHARLESTON, S. C. A. COHEN. LEOPOLD COHX. If. A. COHEN & COHN, LMPi'RTEKS AND DEALERS IN FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC DRY GOODS, NO. 175 EAST HAY, (10-ly.) CHARLESTON, S. C. WJADL4W, WALKEI & Bl'RXSlDC, oonoi riovowi AND C O M MISSION MERCHANTS, NORTH ATLANTIC WHKF, CHARLESTON, S. C. fry- Commission for selling Cotton Fifty cents per Hale. Sept 23, 185:1. 10-ly. RAMSEY'S PIANO STORE. MUSIC AND MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS. NUNNS & CO.rS Patent Diagonal irand 1'IANOS; Uallet Davis c Co.'s Patent Suspension Bridge PIANOS; ( bickerings, Travers' and other best makers' Pianos, at the Factory Prices. Columbia, S. C, S pt. 23, 1S53. 10-ly. CAROLINA INN, BY JENNINGS B. KERR. t'hnrlolte, J'. January 28, 1-0:,. 2Stf Mrs A. AY. WHEAE.AW, MlUffiER AND DBESS MAKER. (Residence, on Main Street, 3 doors south of Sadler's Hotel,) CHARLOTTE, N. C. (XT" Dresses cut and made by the celebrated A. B.C. method, and warranted to fit. Orders solicited and promptly attended to. Sept. 9, lr?o3 8-1 y. BAILIE V LAMBERT, 219 KING STREET, CHARLESTON, S. C, IMPORTERS & DK A LLKq in Koyai v eiveT, i apes try, Rrussels, Three ply. Ingrain ami Venetian C ARPETINGS ; India, Rush and Spanish MATTINGS, Rus, Door Mats, Sec. jc. OIL CLOTHS, of all widths, cut for rooms or entries. IRISH LINENS, SHIRTINGS, DAMASKS, Diapers, Long Lawns, Towels, Napkins, Doylias, itc. An extensiye assortment of Window CURTAINS, CORNICES, &c, Alc. Merchants will do well to examine our stock before purchasing elsewhere. Sept. 23, 1853 10-ly . The American Ectel, CHARLOTTE, N. C. I BEG to announce to my friends, the public, !nd pres ent pa'ronso. the above Hotel, that 1 haveleastd the eanvj for a term of years from the 1st of January next. After whici time, the entire property will be thorough ly repaec and renovated, and the. house kept in first c)a8 style. Tins Hotel is near the Depot, and pleasant ly situated, rendering it a desirable houe for travellers and tain i lies. Ifi IB59. 22f C. M. RAY. Baltimore Piano Forte Manufactory. rj. WISE i. BROTHER, Manufacturers of Boudoir , Grand and Square PIANOS. Those wishing a good and substantial Piano that will hot an age, at a lair price, may rely on getting such by addressing the Manufacturers, by mail or otherwise. We have the honor of serving and referring to the first families in the State. In uo case is disappointment sufferable. Tiie Manufacturers, also, refer to a host of their fellow citi zens. J. J. WISE & BROTHER, Feb 3, iSol 2?-f;m Baltimore, Md. MARCH SHARP, AUCTIONEERS and COMMISSION MERCHANTS, COLUMBIA, S. C, 71LL attend to the sale of all kinds of Merchandise, VV Produce, &c. Also, Real and Personal Property. Or purchase and sell Slaves, kc, on Commission. Sales Rjo; No. '2u Richardson street, and imme diately opposite the United States Hotel. Feb 3, 185 t TUOS. 11. march, j.m.e. sharp. Livery and Sales Stable, BY S. H. REA, AT the stand formerly occupied by R. Morrison, in Charlotte. Horses fed, hired and sold. Good ac commodations for Drovers. The custom ol' his friends and the puMic generally solicited. February 17, 154. 30- 7 R. HAMILTON. R. M. OATES. HAMILTON & OATES, COraXISSIOX .TIEISMIAT. Corner of Richardson and Laurel Streete, COLUMBIA, S. C. June 9 1354 ly . From the New Monthly Magazine. The miseries off Reality. "Expectation whirls me round; Tit' imaginary relish is so sweet That it enchants my sense." SlIAKtSPEAR. I wish I hnd been born in thai bloom and spring of the young world which modern phlegmatists presume to denominate the fabulous ages. To have died then would have been belter than to live now; for methinks 1 might .iave left a name alone whose shadowy existence should have been sweeler than my present dull and lusi.'cless vitality. When the beauti.ul Helle fell from the golden-fleeced ram into the seu, since called the Hellespont, I might perchance, (lor I am as stout a swimmer as Leander,) have supported her fainting loveliness to the Pro pontic shore: might I not have arrested the flight ol Cupjd when the fatal curiosity of the trembling Psyche shook the oil from her suspended lamp and broke his slumbers ; or have assisted Arethusa in the rescue ol Proseypine, when "swarthy Dis,'' tore her from the flowers that she was gathering 'in Euna's field, beside Pergusa s lake," and so have left my name to be entwined with those rose-like nymphs in the unfading wreaths of poesy ! Of one thing I am confident; 1 should have joined the expedition of the Argo nauts. My feet would have instinctively hurried j me to the sea-shore, 'When Hercules advanced with Hylas in his hand, Where Castor and Pollux stood ready on the strand, And Orpheus with his harp, and Jason with his sword, Gave the signal to the heroes.when they junip'd on board;' for even now 1 have taken the same leap with my imagination. I feel my sef shaking hands with the warriors and demigods, the sons of Jupiter, Nep tune, Bacchus, and the winds, who formed the glorious crew ; I taste the banquet and hear the music in the Cave of Chiron ; 1 see the enamored Naiads stretching up their w hite arms to pull the blooming Hylas into their fountain as he stoops to fill his vase; and I feel myself a partaker in the adventures with the Harpies and Sirens, and all the magic and mystery of Medea and the Golden Fleece. What a delicious perpetuity of stimulus and excitement, when ihe unexplored world was not only a continual novelty, offering fresh nations and wilel. wonders with every new coast that was navigated or country that wa9 explored, but supernatural prodigies. "Gor gons, and Hydras, and chimeras dire," estab lished themselves in every lone mountain and sequestered cave; and the woods, waves, and fields were peopled w ith satyrs, fauns, and nymphs, while innumerable deities, hovering in the elements, occasionally presented themselves to human vision. In those imaginative days the (acuities of man kept bounding from one enchantment to another. All nature was ready-made poetry, and life itself the very quintessence of vitality. Oh, the contrast of the present ! We have passed through all the stages of civilizni too, and arrived at the antipodes of the fabulous ; the world is in its old age ; the fountain of its young fancies is as dry and dusty as a turnpike-road. We have fallen upon evil days, aye, and upon evil tongues too, for there is a suicidal ruge for destroying the imaginations of our own youih, and degrading into bald, hateful allegory all the poetic visions and romantic illusions ol t lie world s infancy. It 13 a dull, plodding, scientific, money getting, measuring, calculating, incredulous, cold, phlegmatic, physical age a tangible world, limited to the proof of sense a horrible' a?ra of fact. We have dragged up Truth from the bottom of a well, and looking through her muddy spectacles, refuse to see any thing beyond our nose. If it appears too startling to aver that ignorance is bliss, I can maintain, from my own experience, that it is sometimes a misery to grow wise. With that awful wonder, not untempered by delight, have I, when a hoy, con templated a Will-o'-the-w isp, or J ick o"-!anthorn, especially if he performed his luminous minuet in the vicinity of a church yard ; nnd how intensely was I interested in Dr. Shaw's account of the mysterious ignis faUtus which attended his whole company for above an hour in the valleys of Mount Ephraim, in the Holy Land ; not to mention the numerous ballads and stories illuminated by the presence of this ominous flame. Alas ! it never appears to me now, and if it did, 1 should only recollect that one hasty philosopher has assured me it is generated by putrescence; another main tains it to be gaseous ; and 1 have the satisfaction of refit? :ting that, under a new modification, I may every night see those fine old mysterious person ages. Jack and Will, imprisoned in a lamp, and shedding their innocuous light upon the gutters of Thames-street and Pudding-lane. Their near relation, the firedamp, the destructive agency of j which, in mines, has riveted my attention to many a tale of terror, has, by another lamp, been ren dered so passive and uninflH mmnble, that he now lakes fire at nothing, and affords no materials for sympathy or fear. Thunder and lightning have lost many of their sublime associa'ions, since I have learnt the theory of their production. Every iheatre contains a Salmoneous the electric fluid has been brought down from Heaven by a Prometheus in the shape of a kite, nnd we have even converted it into a 1 plaything, bidding it stream from our knuckles at the working of a glass machine. Not content with ! familiarizing and degrading every thing that was J grandly real, we have utterly annihilated all that ; was strikingly illusory. As to the man in ihe moon, whose features I could once distinctly j recognize. 1 take a lor granted inat ne nas long since been had up, or rather down, to Bow-street, and committed as a vagrant. The Patagoniun giants of Magellan, and the nine-feet high Tarta rians of Ferdinand Mendez Pinto, have no more real existence than the Brobdignaggians of Swift ; and as to the "Anthropophagi and men whose heads do grow beneath their shoulders," our cursed good sense compels us to laugh at them as ridicu lous and unwarrantable fictions. Let no author calculate on being able to invent any thing per manently supernatural and appalling; all his im possibilities Tvili be realized, his mysteries familiar ized. Does the reader recollect the Spectre Boat in Coleridge' Ancient Mariners, or the Storm Ship in Washington Irsing'a story of Dolph-Heyliger, which, to the consternntion of nautical eyes, was seen ploughing up the waves, at the rate of ten knots an hour in a dead calm, or sailing with greit velocity against the wind and tide, manifestly im pelled in this preternatural manner by spectral or diabolic influence? These watery apparitions have lost their terrors ; the boiling of a kettle has dis. solved the mystery ; an impalpable vapor performs all these prodigies at once, and we go to Richmond and back in the steam-boat, against wind and tide, by the aid of no other demons than a copper ol water and a half chaldron of coals. Gnosis of all sorts have been compelled to give up the ghost, and fhe Red Sea must possess incredible shoals ol exercised apparitions. The unicorn is defunct as an imaginary animal ; it has been recently dis covered in the interior of Asia, and now only lives in stupid reality. Sphinxes, griffins, byppogriffs, wiverns, and all the motley combinations ol her aldry, will probably, be soon visible at sixpence a head ; while the thought-bewildering family of witches, wizards, and conjurors, spite of the demonology of King James atjd the authority of the sorceress of Endor, have been all burnt out and obliged to move over the way into the verge of history. -Our judges no longer, like Sir Matthew Hale, fall upon their knees after condemning an old woman to be burnt for witchcraft, and thank God that they have not departed from the approved w isdom and venerable institutions of our ancestors ; but content themselves with applying tbe same phraseology to other abuses equally inhuman, and alike destined to correction in the progress of light and reason. Oberon and Titania, and Puck and Robin Goodfellov, and all the train of "urchins, ouphics, fairies green and white," who were wont, wiih tiny feet, to imprint the mystic ring upon our meadows, and drop the magic fester in cleanly chambers, whither are you fled ? Ye are gone, with the "giants of mighty bone and bold enter' prise," to people the belief of less sensual nations, leaving us to grope our lonely way through this ignorant present, these dark age3 of the mind, (his night ol fancy, this tomb of the imagination. Rousseau's Hermitage, spite of his pastoral ap pellation and the glowing eloquence with which he has painted its rural charms, I found to be a vulgar cockney edifice ; while the woods of Mont morenci, beneath whose shades his muse received inspiration, have dwindled down into a quincunx of poplars. A vineyard which my imagination had clothed with all sorts of scriptural and poeti cal embellishments, appeared, upon actual inspec tion, little more romantic than a potato field, and infinitely lefs picturesque than our Kentish hop grounds. 'This was a violent slap on the mental face, but my elastic hopes still suggested a conso lation : France, said I, is a flat, unlovely country the least interesting in Europe ; but Clarens, the groves of Clarens, which fired the imagination of the sensitive author of "La Nouvelle Heloise," and inspired those eloquent outpourings of love which . In short x fed upon the expecta tion of these leafy landscapes, until I arrived in Switzerland, w hen, with a throbbing heart, I hur ried to the scene of enchantment, and was horri fied by a grisly nppnrition of stumps, the hallowed woods having lately been cut down by the monks of St. Bernard to supply fuel for boiling their mis erable broths and pottages. Still sanguine, I looked forward to Rome : the eternal could not, at all events, disappoint me. On my arrival, I engaged an erudite Cicerone, who took me to one of the most celebrated remains of antiquity, con sisting of a few moulderinc walls scarcely eleva- j tefj -above the surface, winch I found, according lo the researches of the most learned investigators, was the unquestionable she either of a theatre, or a forum, or a palace, or public baths, but they h id not yet settled which. Few of tha other ruins were better d-fined or appropriated ; and as to the locality of the ancient city, the topographers agreed in nothing but in ridiculing each oiher's decisions. Thus I went on, trampling dow n some beautiful illusion at every step I took, shattering with my carriage-wheels all the fair forms which my imagination had set up by the road side, and perpetually substituting the real for the ideal, to my own infinite loss in the exchange. Bui I saved nothing by returning home; for the farther mischief which 1 had refrained from per petrating myself, had been committed by others. The whole earth had been rummaged by restless tourists : my table was loaded with travels, and my pathway beset with panoramas desecrating everything that was holy, familiarizing the ro mantic, and reducing the wild and visionary to a printed scale of yards, feet, and inches. The new world is now as neighborly as the New Riv er, and the Terra Jncorrnita is as well known as the Greenwich Road. Athens is removed to the Strand, the North Pole to Leicester Square ; Mem non's head, with a granite wedge for a beard, is set up in Great Russel Street, the Pantheon is by its side, the tomb of Psamrrfis is open to all the pissengers of Piccadilly, Alexander's sarcopha gus may be seen every day except Sunday, Cleo patra's needle is on its way to Wapping, and all the wonders of the world are become as familiar to the cockneys of London as the Chelsea Bun house or t lie pump of Aldgate. All my waking dreams are dissolved, and I might define myself as a two-legged matter-ol-fact, but for the fortunate circumstance that the illusions of my sleep seem to become more vivid as those of the external world fide and die away. The night mare has not yet been put in the pound, or carried to the green-yard. The phantasms of the brain, conjured up by the wizard Moon and the sorceress Night, are beyond the jurisdiction of travellers, painters, allegorists. No meddling Ithuriel starts from amid their shadows to withdraw the veil of fancy and show me the dowdy features of truth ; thither, therefore, does my imagination delight to escape from this benumbing world of matter and reality, so gladly abandoning itself to the wild abstractions of dreams, that I pursue them long after I awake, and when they melt into day-light I can almost sit down, like Caliban, and cry to sleep again. H Well Done. The Hem. W. W. Pepper, one of the Circuit Judges of Tennessee, presented to Gov. Johnson, in January last, an iron fire shovel manufactured with his own hands, he being a blacksmith ; and a few days since Gov. Johnson presented to Judge Pepper "a bluck cloth sack coat, which was drafted, cut, sewed and pressed with his own hands;" and the Judge declares that he " never had so good a fit in his iile." Is that the second bell ?" inquired a gentle man of a sable porter at a country inn. No, sar !" exclaimed ihe darkey, " d it am de secon' ringin' of de'fust bell we has but one bel! in dis hi jse." Oi alii of Pizarro. Three hundred and thirteen years ago Pizarro was murdered in his own house. A writer in Blackwood's Magazine thus notices the event : " They that take the sword shall perish by the swerd." By the word he had risen ; by the sword he was to perish; not on some well fought battle fie'd, with shouts of victory ringing in his ear, but in his palace hall, by the assassin's blade. In his own fair capiiol of Lima, the city of Kings, the gem of the Pacific, which had sprung up, under Ins auspices, with incredible rapidity, for Pizarro seemed to impart his vast energy all about him, a score ol conspirators assembled at the house of .Anv'gro's son, plotted his death. It was on Sun day in June 1541, at the hour of dinner, that they burst into his apartment with cries of " Death to the tyrant." A number of visitors were with him but they were imperfeclly armed, and deserted him, escaping by the windows, and his half broth er, Martinez de Alcantora, two pages, and as many cavaliers, were all who stood forward in defence of their chief. They soon fell, overpower ed by numbers and covered with wounds. But Pizarro was not the man to meekly meet his death. Alone, without armor, his cloak around one arm, his good s need in his right hand, with a vigor and intrepidity surprising at hi3 advanced age, the old hero kept his cowardly assailant at bay. - "What, ho!" he cried, "traitors! have ye come to kill me in my own house?" And, as he spoke two of his enemies fell beneath his blows. Rada, the chief of the conspirators, impatient of the delay called out: "Why are we so long about it? Down with the tyrant!" and taking one of his companion in arms, he trust him against the Marquis. Pizarro instantly grapling with his opponent, ran him through with his sword. But at that moment, he received a wound in the throat, and reeling, he aunk on the floor, when the swords of Rada and several others were plunged into his body, 11 Jesu .'" exclaimed the dying man ; and, tracing a cross with his bloody finger on the floor, he bent down his head to kiss it, when a stroke, more fiercely than the rest, put an end to his existence. ISasbfful Jleti. We never yet saw a genuine bashful man who was not the soul of honor. Though such may blush, and stammer, and shrug their shoulders awkwardly, unable to ihroiv forth with ease the thoughts that they would express, yet commend them to us for friends' There are fine touches in their characters, which time will mellow and bring out ; perceptions as delicate as the faintest tint is to the unlbrding rose ; and their thoughts are none the less refined and beautiful that they do not flow with the impetuosity of the streamlet. We are astonished that such men are not appreciated that the ladies with good hearts and really culti ated intellects will regard the gallant Sir Musta chio Brainless with smiles and attentions, because he can fold a shawl gracefully and bandy compli ments with Parisian elegance, while they will not condescend to look upon the worthier man, who feels for them a reverence so great that his every mute glance is worship. The man who is bashful in the presence of ladies is their defender when the loose tongue of ihe slanderer wo-ild defame them ; it is not he w ho boasts of conquests, or dares to talk of failings that exist in the imagination alone ; his cheek will flush with resentment, his eyes flash with anger, to hear the name of woman coupled w ith a coarse oath ; and yet he who would die to defend them is the Iea6t honored by a majority of our sex. Who ever heard of a bashful libertine ? The anomaly was never seen. Ease and elegance are his requisites; upon his pay court alike to blue lips is nattery, ready eyes and black ; he never nonplussed, he never blushes. For a glance he is in raptures, for a word he would prolesscdly lay down his life. Yet it is he who Alls our cily dens with wrecks of female purity ; it is he who profanes the holy name of mother, desolates the the shrine where domestic happiness is throned, ruins the heart that trusts in him, pollutes the air he breathes and all under ihe mask of a polished gentleman. Ladies, a word in your ear. Have you lovers, and would you possess a worthy hu jband ? Choose him whose delicacy of deportment, whose sense of your worth, leads him to stand aloof while others crowd around you. If he blushes, stammers, even, at your approach consider them as so many signs of his exalted opinion of your sex. If he is retiring and modest , let not a thousand fortunes weigh him down in the balance; for, depend upon it, with him your life will be happier with poverty than with many another surrounded by ihe splen dor of palaces. Wholesome Hints. Never make use of an honest woman's name in an improper place at an improper time, or in a mixed company. Never make assertions about her that you think are un true, or allusions that you feel she herself would blush to hear. When you meet with men who do not scruple to make use of a woman's name in a reckless and unprincipled manner, shun them, for they are the very worst members of the com munity, men lost to every sense of honor, every feeling of humanity. Many a good and worthy woman's character has been forever ruined, and her h"art broken bv a lie, manufactured by some bragging villain, and repealed where it should not have been, and in the presence of those arhess litile judgment could not deter them from circula ting Ihe loul and bragging reporl. A slander is soon propagated, and the smallest thing derogato ry to a woman's character, will fly on the wings of the wind, add magnify as it circulates until its monstrous weight crushes the poor unconscious victim. Respect the name of woman,- for your mother, your sister, are women ; and as you rtould have their fair riamn untarnished, and their lives unembittered by the slanderers biting tongue, heed the ill that your own words may bring upon the mother, the sister, or wife of some fellow-creature. Bosto n M 1 U. Mormonism and Poi.voAMT. We understand that among the lour hundred and forty Swedish passengers by the ship Levi Woodbury, recently arrived at this norl from Gotienburg, -were one' hundred and fifty Mormons on their way to Salt Lake city. Their leader had four buxom looking wives, and will, we suppose, double or treble the number on settling down in the Mormon country. Boston Atlas. A Russian View off the War Opinions of Or. Cot tin a 11, a Russian Agent. On his arrival in London, Dr. Cottman wrote the following exceedingly interesting letter, in reply to a communication from Mr. George N. Sanders, our Consul to London : Sir : I have just arrived here on n way from the seat of war in the Northeast, and take it for granted that a true narrative would interest yeu, being perfectly aware that you appreciate at their proper value the details you have had through the London and Paris journals. France and England have equipped the finest fleet that ever floated, and sent it to the Baltic to instruct the Russians in in geography. They have been hunting up places so far north that the sun never sets upon them for more than two months at a time. There are not more than ffve hundred persons in St. Pe tersburg and Moscow together that ever heard of Brainstadt, Ulleaburg, sc., until they had been bombarded speaking of the present by the allied fleets. By the way, Ulleaborg, the greatest vandalism of century was there committed. 'The account in the Dublin Post, from ihe journal of an officer on board of the Leopard, is as near the truth as anything you have seen since the com mencement of the war, as there has been a sys tematic perversion and supprrssio vert in every thing that has been delivered to the public since April last. It is true, as the Leopard's officer tells you, that they sacked, pillaged and burnt the defence less town of Ulleaborg; but he does not tell you what was the fato of the women in that village, where he says: "No resistance was offered and we landed the marines." I will tell you they were all violated by the crews of twenty boats, pretending to be civilized and Christians. He tells you "we began the work of destruction on Thursday, and did not leave off until Friday morning at 10 o'clock." After appropriating to themselves the property of the citizens, and vio lating the persons of their wive9 and daughters, he continues : 44 It was near costing us our lives, for we got hemmed in the river by the fire. Twice we attempted to burst through and twice failed. At the third time, the First Lieutenant cried out, 'Pull, pull for dear life one more attempt.' For about one hundred yards I had to close my eyes and put my hands to my face ; I was scorched and roasted ; hair was singed ; wo got out faint, ing and half-grilled ; we had a narrow escape, and lost one man ; this morning some of his skull and spine were found burned lo a cinder; it was a dreadful night's work as ever I was at and a terrible one." Let the civilized world judge of the result of this drunken orgie. A town where there was neither soldier nor gun, sacked, pillaged, and de vastated by fire, the work of the marines of 20 of her majesty's ships. Not content with destruc tion of property, the virtue of women was assail ed with equal ferocity and baseness. The writer speaks truly when he says : "We destroyed ev erything virtue, goods and chatties. The unfor nate inhabi4ants were like madmen ; it was a sad sight to see the creatures ; many a man arose yes terday in good circumstances, and that night was a ruined man." Thus, you see, merry old Eng land, with all her vain glory and boasting, re duced in action to a level with the pagan Turk, whose cause she espouses. Associating herself with her next door neighbor, and on the slightest opportunity occurring casting reflections on him, which, unfortunately, is like 'spitting against the wind that hurls back the ex pectorated matter full into the face of the projec tor. The Leopard's officer gives out the idea to the world that the Finnish lasses did not mind brutal violence if it were not done by Frenchmen. True, there is some reason of jealousy of the French; they have not committed a dishonorable act since they have been in the Baltic. The pres. tige of Briton's name has fled from the Russian dominions. Fishing boats, nets, tar barrels, and deal boards have been burnt, simply because they trust to English professions of respecting private property. The much vaunted capture of prizes, reduced lo the comprehension of ordinary indi viduals, consists in a few Finnish smacks, laden with salt for curing fish on the coast of Finland, and these are the means employed for revolution izing Finland. Wherever there is a cannon the allies have slunk away like a sneaking dog from a sheepfold on the discovery of a shepherd. Witness the attack on places of so little consequence that no man in England ever heard of them until he saw the report of their being attacked by the allied fleets, who have been invariably repulsed, not withstanding the gallantry at Ekinoss, Jancelv, Carleby and Boomersund, which tell a mournful story for Briton s pride. Old Bodisco, brother of the late Russian Minister at Washington, com mands Boomersund with about a dozen cannon, and for fear he might use them if they approached too near the fleet, contented themselves by firing a whole day into his apple orchard and among his shade trees, entirely out of reach of the old man's guns, but not of his wrath. More than one Eng lish flag has been brought to St. Petersburg as a trophy. I had expected to find in London a Rus sian flag at every corner of the street, captured by the fleet so much vaunted here, before 1 left for Russia. I think there is an axiom, or a proverb, or something of that kind, which runs, "A merci ful man is merciful to his beast." England is frenzied with commisseratton for the slaves of the United States of America, and conse quently devotes her whole time to ameliorate the condition of the collier, who rarely sees the light of the sun from the first of January to the thirty first of December. In a moment of excess of this humane consideration, she declined doing any thing more at Odessa than burning a few hovels on the mole, and the eieal boards in the lumber yard, which were very convenient for exercising the congreve rockets upon. They had no inten tion of injuring the city by the two thousand as phyxiant bombs thrown into it. The officers well knew that the asphixizing principle contained in the bomb would decompose the explosive princi ple in the capsule, und prevent the bursting of the shell, and as they were useless they concluded to rid tbe fleet of them by pitching them into Odessa. Old Admiral Napier came up, last Sun day was a week, and took a look at Cronctadt, w here I have been over a month to see a reat combat, and have been disappointed, for the fleet all disappeared on Monday. have found out there is to be no show, I paid my money at the gate, got admission, and the principal sctor sick 4 can't come to the scratch, and the play was given up." The finest fleet that ever floated passes by Riga, Revel, Sweaborg, and Cronstadt, and contents itself with a look. The days of chivalry are gone, and I must be satisfied with cheerful, happy faces and hospitable hearts in lieu of great battles in Russia. British valor has eked out in gascon ade, detraction and defamation of private charac ter and destruction of private property. The idea of terminating a war by discord in the imperial household and jealousy between the elder brothera of the imperial family. There never existed a more united or harmonious family. The Grand Duke Alexander is, according lo the journal of the day, dying of hectic fever and night sweats, w hen in reali'y he would pass freely for a beer drinking, athletic Englishman, and, I might almost say, with an exuberance of health; and instead of jealousy and distrust, the most cordial sympa thy nnd devotion to each other prevail. Brothers more devoted to each other cannot be found any where in the private walks of life. Michael, the chief of artillery, and Nicholas, of infantry, are both very intelligent, and the devo tion to their father, and the desire to execute his will, equal anything that the most excited imagi nation could picture. The Emperor's health and spirits have been very good for the last two months; bu'. they both appeared to advnntnge the iwo days that the allied fleet lay off Cronstadt. The fleet lay between the Imperial Pavillion on the premises of the Grand Duchess Helen, at Orrennenbeaurn, and the fortifications at Cronstadt. Thousands of persons collectrd on the heights of Knansee Gor kofe, and about Orrenenbcaum, as they said, to see old Charley cut c;;pers when the ball opened. But the spectators were disappointed ; this magni ficemly attired company declined to fuce the music, and left the saloon ; consequently the ball closed before the dancing commenced, as it is ra ther awkward to dance without a vis-a-vis. New York Herald. man's Food. What do men really live upon ? says the "Sci entific American." The answer will be various enough. The Guacho, who, in the wild pampas of Buenos Ayres, managing his wild horse wilh incredible dexterity, throws the lasso or lola, to catch the osirich, the gunnco, or the wild bull, consumes ten or twelve pounds of meat, and re gards it as a high feast duy when in any hacien da he gains a variety in the shape of a morsel of pumpkin. The Irishman, on the other hand, re gales himself in careless mirth on potatoes and point after a day of painful labor, he who cannot help making a joke even in the name he gives to his scanty meal The hunter of the prairiet lays low the bufl'nlo with sure bullet, and the juicy, fat streaked hump, roasted between two hoi stones, is to him the greatest of delicacies. Meanwhile, the industrious Chinese carries to market his care fully fattened rats, delicately arranged on whilo sticks, certain to find a good customer among ihe epicures of Pekin ; and in his hot, smoky hut, fast buried beneath the snow and ice, the Green lander consumes his fat which he hasjdst carved, rejoicing over the costly prize, cut from a stranded whale. Here the black slave eats the sugar cane, and eats his banang; there the African merchant fills his wallet with sweet dates, his sole subsist ence in the long desert journey ; and there the Siamese crams himself with n quantity of rice from which an European would shrink appalled. And whosoever over ihe whole inhabited earth we approach and demand hospitality, in almost every liltle spot a different kind of food is set up before us, and tho 44 daily bread" offered in an other form. "Didn't." "My new advertisements did'nt appear in the last Gazette." 44 Why did'nt you send them in sooner ?" 44 Didn't think of it." 'The letter I wrote lo you was miver answered.' 44 Why did'nt you pre-pay the postage ?" Did'nt think of ii." 44 My communication over the signature of didn't appear in your last paper." 44 Why didn't yon accompany it with your proper name J"' " Didn't think of it." 41 What ! $3 a year for the last five years sub scription J I thought it was only t2." 44 Why didn't you pay in atjvance ?" 44 Didn't think of it." 44 Some time ago I ordered my paper to be changed to this office and it's not done." Why didn't you let us know what office to change it from?" 44 Didn't think of it." " Why the deuce don't you stop my old adver tisment in your paper ?" Why didn't you or der the number of insertions at first, or its dis continuance sooner ?" " Didn't think of it." Cat-eookical. 44 My son, how many species of cats are there ?" 44 Five." . 44 1 thought, Gussy, there were only twothe domestic and wild cat." 44 I tell you there is five. Don't you suppose I knows, old lady ?" 44 1 dare say ; but be a little more respectful, and name them-" 44 Weill, there's wild cats and tame cais." 44 But that make only two." u Jest you wait old lady, till I get through, won't yer ? Aib't there cat-fish and cat-a-hne and cat-a-wampus ?" 44 And you may add another specie to your list," said the inotner of this hopeful, 44 when your father returns look out for a cat-o-nine-tails." Killed. We learn that a young man named "Philips, a workman on the Raleigh and Gaston Railroad, on yesterday, fell from a car loaded with iron for the Central Road, and was instantly killed. The accident occurred about three miles noi th of Macon Depot. Philips was shout 23 or 24 years of age, and came from Petersburg Raleigh Star. Sheep raising in Virginia. The Charlotte ville ( Va.) Advocate, learns that many of the Pied mont farmers have determined to sow only small crops of wheat, until the joint worm is eradicated, and to occupy their lands with raising sheep and growing wool. The demand for sheep in Eastern Virginia will afford a good market for the surplus of the western and southwestern counties.