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m mm u m an cm mw, rmTnrr : " ai .M-y vugs imMJ ; s'ig yy . 1 MeMMMgM I ! I MIKrilnWLMM, hi,, MM 'TUB PUBLIC GOOD SHOULD EVER BE PREFERRED TO PRIVATE Al ADVANTAGE." Volume 3. LiNCOLNTON, North Carolina, Saturday, February 20, 1847. Number 28. MINTED AND PUBLISHED WEEKLY, BT THOMAS J. KCCLES. j'Tehms. Two dollars pei annum, payable in advance ; $2 50 if payment he delayed 3 "months. No aubscription received for less than a year. (TrTO CLUBS. Three caners will h nf any one Post office for $5 and seven to any di- mi jpiv, ii paiu in auvance. Advertisements will be conspicuously inserted, at $1 00 pel quare (12 lines) for the fixst, and 25 cents for each subsequent insertion. (jNo communication attended to unless the stage is paid. Lincoln Business Directory Court Officers Superior Court F. A. Hoke, clerk. Equity Wm. Williamson, clerk. - County court Robert William son, clerk. Each of these offices in the Cuuit House. W. Lander, Solicitor, law office on the main street, east of the public square. II. N. Gaston, Sheriff; Paul Kistler, Deputy. Register, W J. Wilson; Deputy, C- C. Henderson. County Surveyor, Isaac Hol land : County Processioner 1. II. Holland. Coroner, Wm R Holland. Lawyers Hay wood W.CVion, mam st. one door east. L. E. Thompson, main st. east, 3d square W. Lander.main st. east, 2d square. V. A. McBee, and W. Wil liamson, offices at McBee's building, main st. 2d square, east. Physicians S. P. Simpson, main street, west. D. W.Schenck, (and Apothecary, main st. two doors cast. Elim Caldwell) nain-street, 6 doors east. Z. Butt, offi ce opposite Mrs Motz-'s hotel. A. Ramsour, main st. west. Merchants Wm. Hoke,norlh on square, -cast corner. B. S. Johnson, north on square Jest corner, J. A Ramsour. on square, lorth west corner. C. C. Hendeison, on quare, (post office) south. J. Ramsour $ ion, main st., 5 doors west. Johnson & Reed, on square,south west comer main st. Academies Male, B. Sumner; Female, under the charge of Mr. Sumner also; resi dence main 8t. 5th corner south east of the court house. Hotels MrsMolz, s. w. corner of main st. and square Wm. Slads, main st. 2d corner east of squo.re. A. A. McLane, 2d corner, west, on main 6t. B. S. Johnston, north wst, on square. Grocers G. Presnell, main st. 4 doors east of square. Wm. R. Edwards, south west of square. L. Rothrcck, south-west corner Of square. ' Tailors Dailey & Seagle, main st. one oor west of square. Alien Alexander, on square, s. by w. side. Moore & Cobb, H square, north west comer. ,Schmidt, nain st. 4 doors east. Saddle and Harness Makers J. T. Al exander, main st. 2d corner east of square. B. M. 4s F. J. Jetton, on square, north by west. J. A. Jetton 6z Co., main st. west. ; Printers T. J. Eccles, Courier office main st east end, south east corner of the Charlotte road. Book Binder F. A. Hoke, main st. on , 2d square west of court house. Painter H. S. Hick?, next to F. A. Hoke, west. Coach Factories Samuel Lander,main st. east, on 2d square from Court House. Abuer McKoy, main st. cast, on 3d square. S. P. Simpson, street north of main, and n. vr. of court house. Isaac Erwin, main St., west, on 2d square. A. & R. Garner, on rnain st.east end, north side. Blacksmiths Jacob Rush, main st. 5th corner east of court house. M. Jacobs, main st., east end. A. Delam, main st. near : east end. J. Bysangcr, back st. north west . of public square. J. W. Paysour, west end. Cabinet Mikers ThotnasDews 4c Son, . main st. east, on 4th square. Carpenters, yc. Daniel Shuford, main ., at, 6th corner from square. James Triplet, main st. M'Bee's building. Isaac Hotiser.main st. west end. James Wells, main st. west of square. Brick Masons Willis Peck, (and plas terer) main St., east, 4th corner from square. Peter H? r on east S1e f street north f si.J&T .Tin Plate Worker and Copper Smith Thos. II. Shuford, main at. east, on south aide ot 2d square. Shne Makerx John Huggins, oa back at., south weat of square. Amzi Ford & ' Co. south west corner Charlotte road and -. main st. east end. Tanners Paul Kistler, main-st. west end. J. Ramsour, back at., north east of aquare. F'ic A. L Hoke, 3-4 mile west of town, main road. Hat Manufactories John Cline, north 'from public square,2 doors, west side of st. John Butts & son, on square, south aide. Oil Mill ?eler and J E Hoke, 1 mile south west of town, York road. Paper Factory G. Az R. Hosteller, 4 miles south-east of court house. Cotton Factory John Hoke 6i L. D. Child, 2 miles south of court house. Lime Kiln Daniel Shuford and others, 3 milea outh. WANTED A youth of about 16 years age as an apprentice to the Printing bn- tsa Selected by a Lady, for the Lincoln Courier. The Sens of the Sword. Weary, and wounded, an J worn Wounded and ready to die A solJier they left, all alone and forlorn, On the field of battle to lie. The dead and the dying alone Cculd their presence and pity afford; Whilst with a sad and terrible tone, lla eang the Song of the Sword. Fiht! fight! fight! Though a thousand fathers die; Fight! fight! fight! Though thousands of children cry: Fight! fisht! fight! W hilst mothers and wives lament; And fight! fight! fight! Whilst millions of money are spent. Fight! fight! fight! Should the cause be foul or fair Though all that's gained is an empty name And a tax too great to bear: An empty name and a paltry fame, And thousands lying dead; Whilst every glorious victory Must raise the price of bread. War! war! war! Fire, and famine, and sword; Desolate fields and desolate towr.s, And thousands scatieied abroad, Willi never a home and neve a shed Whilst kingdoms perish and fail, And hundreds of thousands are lying dead, And all for nothing at all: Ah ! why should such mortals as I Kill those whom we never could hate! 'Tis cLey your commander or die Pis the 7aw of the Sword and the Slate. For wc are the veriest of slaves That ever had weir birth; For to please the whim of a tyrant's will Is all our use upon ectrth. War! war! wai! Musket, and powder, and ball Ah! nil at do we fight so for? Ah! why have wc battles at all? 'Tis Justice must be don-, they say, The nation's honor to keep .- Alas! thut justice is so dear, - And human life so cheap! . Tis sad that a Christians land .r- . Professedly Christian Stale, Should thus dispise that high command So useful and so great Dclivcrc'i by Christ himself on earth, Our constant guide to be: To"love our neighbor as ourselves, And bless our enemy." War! war! war! Misery, murder, and crime, i Are all the blessings I've seen in thee From my youth to the present time Misery, murder, and crime, Crime, misery, muider, and woe Ah! would I had known in my younger days, In mt hours of boyish glee, A tenth of the misery I now had been joining a happy band Of wife and children dear, And had I died in my native land, Instead of dying here. Weary, and wounded, and worn Wounded, and ready to die, A soldier they left all alone and forlorn, On the field of battle to lie : The dead and the dyinj alone Could their presence and pity afford, While thus with a sad and terribte tone, (Oh! would that those truths were nore per fectly known) He sang thesong- of the Sword; TO A FLOWER. Dawn, gentle flower, From the morning earth ! Wm will gaze in wonder At thy wondrous birth ! . Bloom, gentle flower ! Lover of the light, Sought by wind and shower ; Fondled by the night! Fade, gentle flower, All thy white Ieares close ; Having shown thy beauty, Time 'tis fur reposa. Die, gentle flower, In the silent sun ! So! all pangs are over, Ml thy tasks are done. Day hath no more glory, Though he 6oara so hrgh; Thine is all man's story Live and love and die ! ADVICE. Never enter a sick room in a state of perspiration, as the moraont you become cool your pores absorb. Do not approach contagious diseases with an emp ty stomach, nor sit "between the sick and the fire, because te heat attracts the thin vapor. Mr. and Mrs. Battle-or ?louse va. Rat. Mr. and Mrs. Battle were ifond and li ving couple in the town of N- , who, for about a twelve month hsd dwelt as "one flesh" in law matrimonial,and whose union thus far, if a shade less blissful than that of turtle doves,had afforded an cxa.T.ple of con jugal felicity as cdifving, to sav the leaat, j as the generality of matches. It happened j one winter evenin that haing exhausted all their usual theme cfchitchat, they had been sitting io silence for some ten minutes together, luxuriating on "th im-comrr.unt-eating muteness of fMW," when suddenly with a piercing shriek, Mrs. B. sprang from her chair, and jumped upon the side table cryir.g cut at iho top of her lungs, " Lrd of mercy! Oh that horrid being. Kill him, Mr. Buttle, kill him!" The husband, quick as thought, seized the poker, and, though half frighten d out of his sDnscs,raised it firmly over h:s head, and placed himself bolt upright in an atti tude of defence. For some moments he stood speechless, with mingled wonder and awe; thcn,casting a glance at his-wile, 'who stood leaning against the wal!, pale, shive ring, ar4d half frantic rith terror, he at longth recovered his wits and the use of his tongue so far as to ask; in a voice some what faint and hu?ky. "Who wliere what is he?" "There ! there ! Husband, don't you fee there ! It isn't no man i;'s a. hurribh great mouse. Oh dear. I shall faint away, certain! There he comes nga-n, this way. Merciful heavens! Oh! oh! B. breathed a little more freely, after thi.$ last piece of information,' for, t. ca the truth, he was by no means a Hercujcs in strength or, sla'ure, (b:ing only four feet eleven in his boots, . and weighing but just one hundred and five pcunds, even af. ter dinner,) end as he.tir.os,d. tt was some liousc robber oi cut-throal wlio had hidden himself in the room, that .had caused his '.vim's fright, his knees had begun to knock together a little, a la Belshazzar, not with standing his great show of brtvery. But now, regaining with marvellous quickness, the use of all his limbs and faculties, lie advanced boldly in the direction indicated by Mrs. B.'s finger, and with a courage and presence of mind worthy of an Alex ander, succeeded, by the aid of the po Iter, in sircching a most ferocious looking rnt lifeless on the floor. After a few moments, peace and order were again restored, and Mrs. B. having succeeded, by. an astonishing ilegree f self control, in quieting her nerves, was again seated at the work table, busily plying her needle, when a loud tinkling of the dor bell was followed by the announcment of Mr. Pry. Pry had popped in, as he said, "to see how they all did. and have a little so cial chat;" but, as it turned out, (unfortti' nately for the peace of our excellent cou ple.) he was just in season to hear from Mrs. Battle's lips a relation of what she called her "frightful adventure wifh the mouse." "No, my dear," interrupted Mr. B. "a ratr "Excuse me,my love. but 'twas a mouse." "But I do assure you, madam, it was a rat." "I beg your pardon, sir; notwithstanding you assure me, I am quite sure it was a mouse." Don't tell me, Mrs. Battle do you think I'm a fool, not to know a rat from a mouse, and in my own house too?" "Keep cool, Mr. Battle; don't get huffy just because I spoke a word. Some how or other, lately, I can never open my lip.- before you, but you, must fly nt a pet. And then you mut be twit twit twit ting me always about yovr house, as if vou were lord of every thu:g here, and I were only your humble servant. I ieclare,Bat tit, you are cross as a bear, and as unrea sonable as you can live.'" "Mr. Battle, yau are enough to provoke a saint three times havo you contradicted me, and" "All because 1 said a mouse was'nt a rat. A mause ain't a rat,and you know it Battle." " Mrs. Battle, there's no standing this No ! and 1 won't stand it any longer. I will have a divorce, if there's one to be had in the co'intry. I won't live with such a termigant. No I won't Mrs. Battle, and that's the long and the short of it." Here .Mrs. Battle fell back in her chair, and burst into a flod of tears. Pry, find ing matters getting a little too hot, crept slowly ou cf the room, and run for home as if from a hornet's nest. Mr. Battle paced the room hurriedly, to andfr0, for the space of five minutes or more, with blanched cheek, and lips quivering with rage, and finally seated himself by a win dow, and, with an air of affected uncon cern, began to whistle Yankee Doodle. He hud been seated but three or four min utes, when his wife, suddenly rising up, came across the room, threw her arms af fectionately about his neck, and buried her head in his bosom. "My dear husband!" "My dear wife!" "I have offended deeply offended you. Can you forgive me?" "Ye?, sweet, a thousand times." "How foolish was 1 to dispute with you, dear one, about such a trifle." Yes, it was very foolhh in both of us. Yet never mind; than!: Heaven we've como to our senses again. Kiss me da'rlmg all's made up. Ain't we happy now?" "Yes, my love; clouds will come bome limcs, but thank Providence thny are all gone now; we could'nt have expected sun shine always. Oh, won't we have the pre cious times together, hereafter loving each other to tenderly ? There, it does seem to me, as I were al "this moment perfectly, per fectly hoppy." "Blessed, blessed wife! kiss me again, darling there, we've had the last of our quarrels -hav'nt we my, own, my anel one!" "Yes, dearest. And if we were going to quarrel again which never can be it would us bout something of more - impor tance wculd'nt it, love? The more I think al it, the more fooh.sh it appear.;--qttarrcU ling about su trifling a thing as a mouse.' "You forget, my dear, a rat you mean. "No, my dear, I mf an a mouse. How can you, Mrs Battle, say a mouse, when I've told you over and over ogain, 'twas a rrt. D'ye think I've no eyes? . " I say what I mean, Mr Battle, and I mean just what I say. To say that was a ra is the most absurd thing I ever heard. A rat indeed! "Absurd or not, Mrs B., I tell you you are a simpleton. You don't know beans from a broomstick! " Then its because I've lived eo lorn with you, Battle. I dent believe you ever saw a rat. Every body knows they have long round tails like a file. But I'm an abused woman, and won't put up with such treatment any longer. I'll go homo to my father's. We'll then see how some folks will get along. And I will tell you, Battle, it was a mouse. "And 1 tell you, Mrs Battle, it was'nt a mouse. . ' Twas a mouse. "Twas a rat. , "Twas a mouse. "Rat "Mouse. "Rat. "Mouse, mousp, mouse. "Rat, rat, rat. Just that moment a stage coach drew up before the door, and the appearance of an old long expee'ed friend who, after a long absence burst suddenly into the room, put an end to hostilities, and threw both parties into a temporary good humor. To this day, hewever, the cause of Mrs Battle's Inght has never ceased to be a prolfic source of contention Mr. Battle pretesting with equal pertinacity ,that it was a mouse. A hundred times they have squabbled, till almost ready to brooms:ick each other, and ! a hundred times they have just made up all again, and asking each othrr's forgive ness, when an unfortunate allusion by one of ?he parties to the cause ot iheir quarrel has caused all the srrothered fires of indig nation to break aforth fresh. Prize Money A letter from an offi cer in the U. S.Squadron off Tampico.say f: "We took an estimate of the prize money accruing on the various prizes taken at To-b-tsco and this place. It amounts te $220, 000 half cf which. SI 18,000, goes to the Government ; so the navy is at last doing fomethtng for itself." Famine In Ireland. Tho account of the distress and starva tion in Ireland are horrible' A letter from ladic in that unlnppy country to tho ladies in America, appealing for help, in circula ting in the papers, and it say?: " Oh ! if you saw the sight ! Above two hundred men tattered, looking more like skeletons than human beings, with despair on evpry '.eatarc. toiling on a.rod they were ma king, and not one probably having tasted food since the day before ; and in the mountain wilds, the women aud children peruhhirr by hundreds A n,i,ns hire for the day will Itaidly earn what keeps himself alive and though an Irishman will give his last morsH to his child, set he must keep it hirmclf, for if he prrishts his fun. ly must perish with him." It is also stated, that unless Ireland can obtain M;ne extra ordinary aid, "bhe must soon b. eo'r.e ouo va6t Liiznr house ol dying ai.d the deud.'' The poor of Ireland ar.d their name is legion Carving at their diily labor, in the mountain wilds, on hiiihwavs on tho steps ot marb'.e palace, and in thronged cities, whiio the rich o Ireland sre revel ling in luxury and easp, and while me splendid government of England lords it o ver all, from ihe greatest noblerr-ati to tho humblest peasant. Disguise it as )ou will, Ecgiaad is responsible for all ihe calami ties ai d woes of Ireland; and if there be vengeance in Heaven for bid and wicked governments, England is destined to wither beneath the burning curse ot the Lid Al.nighty. The cries of crushed I ibmers, and the wails of the famished voni and children, and the blood of the sons of Erin, worn out of them by the iron hoo's of des potitm, ttill be heard, and, as Cod lives, must be answered, filter to die, ye sons of Enn, ou the battle field, thn to sttirvn? But, poor creatuies! what battles can you fight? You can grapple only wnh gnuut famine, and then die! The Cabarrus Company. The Charlotte Journal of the 4h in stant says tho Cabarrus Company " left Charlotte on Friday fast for Wilmington via Fayetteviile." And so, after nil, it turn out that there is to but one piace of rendezvous for the Raiment. The pur pose of the Federal leaders has been ac complished Gov. Graham, by procuring from the War Department two places of rendezvous on paper, has defeated the e lection of the Field Orficers by the rank and file and now the Cabarrus Company is marched from Charlotte io Wilmington. We ask the people to put this and that to gether, and draw their own conclusions. Speech of Col. Paine to the X. C. Regiment. The Tarboro Press eays that the follow ing ought to be the speech of Col. Paine to his Regiment, on the eve for a b.itile: "My gallant companions in arms! You volunteered. I did no'. You believo this war tc be just. I do not. But volunteer or net, be the war just or not, I as your Colonel tell you that you muit fight. I am yit as wiliing to lead you as Colonel in an unjust war as in a just one, and right or wreng you must fiTht it cut. Go ahead hurrah for Mexico. The Charleston ZTTercnry. J M, Clapp, who ha-i long edited the Mercury, with distinguished ability arid pa triotic devotion to the welfare of the Slate, has retired from the co : !uct of the napr, and has been succeeded Ly John E Carew, Eq., now a member of tr.e Legi-Uture from Charleston, a gentleman of talents and reputation, and a thorough advocate of "the cherished principles of ihe State." There will consequently be no hange in the politics of the Mercury, and it is with great pleasure that we welcome Mr Care Mr in his new and arduous vocation. The company of Volunteers from Orange County. North Carolina, carry wiih them (says the Raleigh Rgiter,) a sacred relic, which it says will never be '.'lihoitjred while in their keeping. It i thir Hand of colors being the identical dag borne by the American forces aiGuiifurd, during our Revolutionary itroggle.
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