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Volume 4.
Lincolnton, North Carolina, Saturday Morning, September 23. 184S.
Nl-meer 33.
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Lincoln Business Directory
Court Officers Superior Court V.
A. M'Bee, clerk. Equity Wm Wil
liamson, cleik. County court llobt.
Williamson, clerk. A W Burton.Soli
citor. J. W Lowe, Sheriff". Caleb
Miller, Town Constable.
Register, J. T. Alexander ; County
Surveyor, J. Z. Falls ; County Proces
Bsioner, Ambrose Costlier. Tc'islee,
J Kamsour. Treasurer Pub. Buildings,
D. W. Schenck. Coroner, J M Jacobs.
Building Committee J. Kamsour, P.
Summey'jJohn F Phifer, and H Cansler.
Lawyers Haywood W. Guion,main
st. one door east. L. E. Thompson,
main st. east, 3d square W. Lander,
main st. east, 2d square. V A McBee,
and W. Williamson, offices at McBee's
building, main st 2d square, east. A.
W. Burton, 1 door north ot Courier office.
T. T. Slade, main st. 2d cor. east of sq.
Physicians Simpson &. Bobo, main
fit., west. D. W. Schenck, (and Apo
thecary, main st. two doors east. E.
Caldwell, east olFemale Academy. Z.
Butt, office opposite McLean's hotel.
A. Kamsour, botanic main st. west.
Merchants-lien' S Johnson, north on
square, west coiner, J. A.- Kamsour.
on square, north west corner.' C. C.
f lenderson.on square,(post office) south
J. Ramsourdj'Son,main st. 5 doors west.
P. E Johnson, on square, suulh west cor
tier main st. K Keid, on square, south
east corner. Hoke & Michal,on square
Boot, Shoe Hat Store Horatio
Thomson, main st., on 2d square, west
of court house, nor'.h side.
AcademiesyialetT J Sumner; Fe
male, under the charge of Mr Newson.
Hotels Mrs Motz, s. w. corner of
main st. and square W. Slade, main
sr. 2d corner east of square. A. A.
McLean, 2d corner, west, on main st.
B. S Johnson, north west, on square.
Groctry W. K. Edwards, main st.
east ot square.
Tailors Moore & Cobb, main st. 1
door west of square. A Alexandei, on
main st. 4 doors east of square.
Watch Maker and J etc eller David
Welsh, main st. 8 doors east.
Saddle and Harness Makers J . T.
Alexander, main st. 2d "corner east o(
square. B. M. & F. J. Jetton, on eq.,
north b3- west. J. Ad. Jetton, 6outh
west on square.
Coach Factories Samuel Lander,
main st. east, on 2d square from Court
House. Abuer McKoy, main st. east,
on 3d sauare. S.P.Simpson, street
north of main, and n. w. of court hou&e.
l3aac Erwin, main st., west, on 2d sq.
James Cornwall, main st. 2d square, w.
end, south side, corner. A. Garner, on
main st. east end.
Blacksmiths Jacob Rush, main st.
5th corner ' east of court house. M.
Jacobs, main st., east end. A. Delain,
main st. near east end. J. Bysanner,
back st. north west of public square.
J. W. Payscur, west end.
Cabinet Makers Thomas Dews &
Son, main st. east, on 4th square.
Carpenters, iSfC. Daniel Shuford,
main st., east, 6th corner from- square.
James Triplet!, main st. M'Bee's build
ing. Isaac Houser.main st. west end.
Wells, Curry & Co. main st. east end.
Brick Masons Willis Peck, (and
plaisterer) main st. east, 4th corner (rom
square. Peter Ilouser, on east side of
street north of square.
Tin Plate Worker and Copper Smith
Thos. I. Shuford, main st. cast, on
south side ot 2d square.
Shoe Makers John Huggins, on
back st. south west of square.
Tanners-Paul Kistler, main-st. west
end J. Kamsour, back st., north east
of square. F & A. L lioke, 3-4 mile
west of town, main road.
Hat Manufactories John Cline, n.
from public square, 2 doors west side of
st. JohnButts & son, on square, south
side.
Printers T. J. Eccles, Courier of
fice, 5 doors north of court house, Isl'
and Ford road.
Oil Mill Peter and J E Hoke, one
mile suoth west of town, York road.
Paper Factory G. & R. Hostel
er, 4 miles south-east of court house.
Cotton Factory John F. Hoke &
L. D. Childs, 2 miles south of court
house.
Vesuvius Furnace, Graham's Forge,
Bievurd's, and Johnson's Iron works,
east.
LimeKiln Daniel Shuford and oth
ers, 9 miles south.
Letters for the above to be addressed
to the Lincolnton rosf Office
THE FORSAKES GIRL.
BY JOHN O. WUITTER.
They parted as all lovers part
She with her wronged and woken neair,
But he, rejoicing he is tree,
Bounds like the captive from his chain,
And wilfully believing she
Hath found her liberty again."
L. E. London.
If there is any act which deserves
deep and bitter condemnation, it is that
of trifling with the inestimable gift of
woman's affection. The female heart
may be compared to a delicate harp
over which the breathings of early affec
tions wander, until each tender chord is
awakened to tones of ineffable sweetness.
It is the music of the soul which is thus
called forth a music sweeter than the
fall of mountains, or the sone of the
Houri in the Moslem's Paradise. But
wo to the delicate fashioning of that harp
if a change pass ovei the love which first
called forth its hidden harmonies. Let
neglect and cold unkindness sweep over
its delicate strings, and they will break
one after another slowly perhaps but
surely. Unvi9ued unrequited by the
light of love, the souMike melody will
be hushed in the stricken bosom like
the mysterious harmony of the Egyptian
statute, before the coming of tunrise.
I have been wandering among the
graves ihe lonely and solemn grave.
1 love at times to do so. I feel a mel
ancholy not unallied to pleasure in com
muning with ihe resting-place of those
who have gone before me to go forth
alone among the thronged tombstones,
rising from every grassy undulation like
the ghostly sentinels of the departed.
And when I kneel above the narrow
mansion of one whom I have known and
loved in life, I feel a strange assurance
ihat the spirit of the sleeper is near me
a viewless and ministering angel. It
is a beautiful philosophy, which has
found its way unsought for and mysteri
ously into the silence of my heart and
if it be only a dream the unreal imngs,
mary of fancy I pray God that I may
never awaken from the beautiful delu
sion.
1 have been this evening by the grave
of Emilv. It has a plain white tomb
stone hidden by flowers, and you may
read its mournful epitaph in the clear
moonlight, which falls upon it like the
smile of an angel, thicugh an opening
into the drooping branches. Emily was
a beautiful girl the fairest of our vil
maiden?. I tninK l see her now,
as she looked when tho loved onethe
idol of her affection was near her with
his smile of conscious triumph and ex
ulting love. She had then seen but
eighteen summers, and her whole being
seemed woven in the dream of h-r first
passions. The ol ject of her love wa9 a
proud and wayward being, whose haugh
ty spirit never relaxed from its huhitual
s;ernness, save when he found hinuell
in thepreser.ee r.fthe young and beauti
ful creature, who had trusted her all
upon the " venture of her vow," and
who loved him with the confiding ear
nestness of a pure and devoted heart,
Nature hid deprived hi of the advanta
ges of outward graces and beauty ; and
it was the abiding consciousness of this,
which gave to ha intercourse with so
ciety a chaiater of pride end. sternness.
He felt himself in some degree removed
from his fellow men by the partial fash
ioning of nature ; and he scorned to
9eek a nearer affinity. His mind was
of an exalied bearing and prodigal of
beauty, Tho flowers of poetry were in
his imagination n perpetual blossoming;
and it was to hia intellectual' beauty ,that
Emily bent down hearing to the altar
of her idol the fair flowers of her affec
tion even as the dark eyed daughters
of the ancient Gheber spread out their
offerings from the gardens of the East
upon the altar of the Sun.
There is a surpassing strength in a
love like that of Emily's it has nothing
gross, nor low, nor earthly in its yearn
ings it has its source in the deeper
fountains of the human heart and is
such as the redeemed and sanctified from
earth might feel for one another, in the
fair land of spirits. Alas that such
love should be unrequited or turned
back in coldness and darkness upon the
crushed heart of its giver!
They parted Emily and her lover
but not before they had vowed eternal
constancy to each other. The one re
tired to the quiet of her homo to dream
over again the scenes of her early pas
sion to count with untiring eagerness
the hours of separation and to weep
over the long interval of hope deferred.'
The other went with a strong heart to
mingle with the world girded with
pride and impelled forward by ambition.
He found the world cold and callous,
and his own spirit insensibly took the
hue of lhose around him. He shut his
eyes upon the past it was too pure and
j mildly beautiful, and holy as it wss pure
be turned not back to tho young and
lovely and devoted girl, who had poured
onl to him in the confiding earnestness
of woman's confidence the wealth .of her
affection. Hecamo not back to . fulfil
the vow which hs had plighted.
Slowly and painfully the knowledge
of her lover's infidelity .came oyer, the
sensitive heart of Emily. She . sought
for a time to shut out the horrible sus
picion from her mind she half doubted
the evidence of her ovn senses she
could not believe thai he was a traitor
for hor memory had treasured every to
ken of his affection every impassioned
word and every endearing smile of his
tenderness. But the truth came at last
the doubtful spectre which had long
haunted her : snd from which, she had
turned away, as if it were sin to look
upon it, now stood before her a dread
ful and unescapable vision in reality.
There was one burst of passionate tears
the overflow of that fountain of afflic
tion which quenches the last ray of hope
in the desolate bosom and she was cairn
for the struggle was over, and she
gazed steadily and with the awful confi
dence of one whose hopes are not of
earth, upon the dark valley of deal tr,
whose shadow was already around her.
It was a beautiful evening of summer
that 1 saw her for the last time. The
sun was just retiring behind a long line
of blue and undulating hil's, touching
their tall summits with a radiance like a
halo, which circles the dazzling brow of
an angel and all nature had put on tho
rich garniture of greenness and blossom.
As I approached thequiet and secluded
dwelling of the once happy Emily I
found the dcor of the, little parlor thown
open; and a female vpise, of a sweet
ness, which could hardiy be said to be
long to earth, stolo out upon the soft
summer air. It was like the breathing
of an iEolian lute to the gentlest visita
tion of tho zephyr. Involuntarily I
paused to Listen and theso words 1
shall never forget them came upon my
ear like the low and melancholy music
which we sometimes hear in dreams
Oh no I do not fear to die,
For hope and faith are buld,
And life is but a weariness
And earth ia strangely colJ ..
In view of death's pale solitude.
My spirit has not mourned
'lis kinder than forgotten lute,
Or friendship unreturced !
And could I pass the shadowy land
In rapture all the while
If one who is now far away,
Were near me wiih a smile.
It seems a dreary thing to d;e,
Forgotten and alone
Unheeded by our dearest love
The smiles and tears of one (
Oh ! plant my grave with pleasant flowers,
1 he fairest ot the fair
The very flowers he loved to twine
At twilight in my hair.
Perchance he may yet visit 'them,
And shed above my bier
The ho!ir6t dew of funeral flowers
Affection's kindly tear!"
It wa3 tho voice of Emily it was hor
last song. She was leaning on the sofa
as I entered the apartment her thin
white hand resting on her forehead.
She rose and welcomed me with a mel
ancholy smile. It plnved over her fea
lures for a moment, flushing her cheek
with a slight and sudden glow, and then
passed away leading from existence like
the strain of ocean music, when it dies
avvav slowly and sweetly upon the
moonlight waters.
A few days after, I stood by the grave
of Emily. The villagers had gathered
together, one and all, to pay the last
tribute of respect and affection to the
lovely sleeper. They mourned her loss
with a deep and sincere emotion they
marvelled that one so young and so be
loved should yield herself up to melan
choly, and perish in the spring-time of
her existence. But they knew not the
hidden arrow which had rankled in her
bosom the slow and secret withering
of heart. She had borne the calamity
in silence in the uncomplaining qui
etude of one. who ielt there are woes
which may not ask for sympathy uf
Mictions, which like canker concealed in
the heart of some fair blossoms, are pis
covered only by the untimely decay
their victim.
of
Kidnapping.'-' Two men.named Bry
ant Saunders and Needtuan Stevens, of
Johnston countr, were arrested in the
Cars at Dud'ey Depot, on Sunday morn
ing, the 3d tnt, having m their posses
sion two negro men and.ono negro wo
man, to when thev had no right. It is
supposed, of course, that they were car
rvn.L' them South to sell thern. It has
since been ascertained that these indi
viduals, aided and abetted by others
have devised and partially executed sn
exter sive plan ot kidnapping. Severn I
negroes are missing, from Johnston
county, and there is now but little doub
of their having been taken away by this
banditti. Much excitement prevails in
Waynesboro, and. the adjacent country.
Wo trust it will sot subside till ull the
authors of this infamous project, are
exposed and punished. Raleigh Register
Extensive RobbirylW'a were in
formed a few days since, by a Gentle
man from Lenoir, that Mr Richard M.
Blount of that County, while on his way
to Newbern, during tho past week, to
procure Northern funds, was assaulted
by three desperadoes, stunned and rob-
i i r.L i . t , .
oea oi tue targe amount oi 54,cuu in
actual money. The abandoned scoun
drels who perpetrated the crime have,
thus far, escaped detection.
Mr. B. describes one of the robbers
to be a tall mulatto genteely dressed,
and very rapid in his cnunication. The
other two were white men ono of them
being small, fleshy, and having very
dark hair; the other, tall, pale and quite
thin-visaged. Look out for the vill-
ians! Ibid.
Evening JLoctnrc of Mrs. Hetty
Jones.
CONCEBNINO NEWSPAPERS,
fell, Jones, you are a pretty fellow
here you've come home sgain as drunk
as a biled owl, and you don't know
yourself from four dollars and a half.
I he children are crying for bread
their clothes worn out, and here I have
to slave -slave sluve slave the whole
blessed day, t:li 1 have not a rag to my
back, and what thero is sticks as tight
to me as the skin does to the Model Ar
tists, old Mrs. Smith tells about.
We must lietrcncni Ketrencn in-
deed I'd like to see what you d retrench
about this house, except vittles and
clothes, and I'm sure we've none to
spare in them respects. You wouldn't
want your own flesh and blood to go na
ked and hungry would you? You're too
much of a man if you be an old brute,
Jones, for that. If you'd keep to your
work, and mind your business, be stea
dy and stop your drinking and spreeing
all night, times would be a heap better
for us you ain't the man, Jones, you
was when I give you my virgin affec
tions you don't come into the house
modestly and lift off your hat, and say,
good evening, Mi6S Hetty, and draw
your chan close up to mine, aDd then
take hold of my hand and kinder blush,
and then hitch up a hale closer and
Don't make a fool of yourself 1 I
ain't a going to, Jones, but it sort a does
my old heart good to call up these re
missnesses, nd wish it always had been
so. Kut vou re ss tender hearted as a
turtle dove and just as sensible when
you have any sense, as any body set
down, Jones, and eat your supper, and
tell me all the news a flying
You're stopped the paper! You lie,
Jones, you know you lie you'd stopped
your wind first- you'd a
You couldn't afford it! Ain't you
got a conscience, Jones, to let on so!
The paper costs you four cent3 a week,
and tho printer takes all kinds of truck
for pay and here it's Saturday night
and I'd like to know how much money
you've thrown away this week Fii
count it up I'll give you a blessing a
fore I get through. It ain't often 1
ketch you at hum, and when 1 do you'll
take it', fjr better or for worsa, as tho
ea;ing is. There' a gallon of whiskey
on Monday morning costs 27$ cents
there's half a gallon of beer on Tuesday
costs eighteen pence there's a shilling
to Heat that old flurnmix with lhat come
along and said he knowed you when
you wag a boy and tho Lord knows
how much you've spent lo-day it must
have look a hc3p of change, for you
ain't an old sponge, Jones you don't
get drunk on any body's money but
your own and I reckon it must took at
least a quarter to make a man diunk
enough to go and stop his paper well,
now I'll count it all up three shil
lings and eighteen pence and one
shilling and a quarter, makes just fii'ty
cents, in my opinion as good as ihtt ve
ry suxt thrown into the tire, and hotter
too, and lhat would'uv pa d for the Lin
coln Courier for three months and I
expects the printer needs the money as
bad most folks. Tin-re's a power of
'conomy in 6uch doings, why what
would a body know if it warn't for the
paper and now, too, when there's a
great election coming, and a body want
to know how to vote?
Wimin don't vote Well, I know it,
and it's a great pity they dou'i, they'd
revolutionize the world and have a pro
visionary government every where a
they call it,hnd they'd they wouldn't
kill otf all tho men, no quite, cause
thej 're useful in their pltces, mind 1 tell
you, Jones. But I was say ing about the
primer, we must have nc.v, v.sey vcr
s?y we must have printers, ar.d if they
cati live without nothing to cn :ho
they'ie ihe critters that's in adv.:i;re t-f
the ar, lor the people of this gt iit-n-tion
make a gt d of tleir bellies, at or
ding to the best of their knowedg and
belief anoihor thng,l should'nt wonder
if you'd stopped ihe paper and never
paid for it and ihrn you'll b published
on the black list, and your wife's repu-
tation be ruined- and your children go
to the-plenipotentiary it won't do,
Jones, it won't do and hers sh broke
off, for Jones was asleep!
Honest Intents. In a recent political
discussion in Richmond, between Mr.
Caskie. democrat and Lyons, fed, Jho
former gentleman surprised his antago
nist, by reading Mlmore's Abolition
Letter of 1833. Mr. Lyons immediate
ly declared that if that letter was Fill
more'8 ho would cot vote for him ; and
further declared hi intention to write
to Mr. Fillmore. Mr. Lyons is chair
man of the Whig Central Committee in
Virginia, and has occupied a high posi
tion as leader of his party for years in
tl at State. Let him carry out his de
clared intents like an honest man. Ha
will have enough company from his pr
ty depend on it. Flag.
"Lewis Cass is a living example of
the progress of man. In this country
the path to honorable fame is open to all.
The avenues to elevated distinction lead
as well from the dwelling of tho humble
as the mansions of the proud.
That man wiio has b6en selected by
the great Democratic party ofthe Union
to wear the highest honors lhat human
suffrage can bestow, was once a poor
lone boy, who crossed the Alleghanies
on foot, with his staff for his support, to
seek his fortunes in the wilds of the far
West, with a single dollar in his pocket
and a bundle upon his back ; but having
a priceless treasure in his bosom the
order and legion of an American noble
mana bold and honest heart, throb
bing with high hopes and fired with the.
genius and 6pirit of progressive Democ
racy. -
The broken sword nt Detroit and the
glory which he won in the border war,
attest the chivalry of his youth ; while
his gallant defence of the freedom of
the seas, his bold position on the Oregon
question, and his fearless vindication of
his country in iho Mexican war, show
thai"
" Old age neer cooled the Doug
las blood:'
The Veto. Upon no subject has Gen
Taylor been more expl'cit than in his
pledges to refrain from the exercise of
the veto should be be elected President.
A mere majority in Congress are to ex
ercise, uncontrolled and unchecked, the
power of legislation, and the whole pow1
er ofthe Government will be thro-vn
into the hands ofthe Representatives of
the Free States. With what justice
and moderation this powe-will be exer
cised in questions wher the interests of
the North and South happen to be an'
tagonislic, we can readily imagine from
our past experience. Of what avail are
Gen Taylor's opinions, or his Southern
predilections, if lie have any, when he
positively pledges himself not to exercisa
Ins constitutional privilege of enforcing
them. That the surrender of the veto
power is neither more nor less than a
surrender of the South to the tender mer
cies of the North is sufficiently apparent
from the following paragraph from an
article in ihe National Intelligencer, re
viewing the Buffalo Resolutions. 'The
avowal, considering the quarter from
whence it emanates, is bold and explicit.
Ponder upon it, friends ofthe South.
The Jirst of these six resolves de
mand freedom and established institu
tions for Oregon. Well, they have got
all that they ask for Oiegon. That de
mand is therefore satif fitd. The ground
has slipped from under them. They
also demand ihe same for the Provinces
of New Mexico and California. What
suit of government is t be giv?n to these
provfnett", now Territories of the United
Stoles, is a question to be hereafter dc
cided by congress ; aud.by the blessing
of Procidcnce, we are going to hate a
President icho is pledged, as Mr. Va
Buken is not, to respect the legislative
authority on that and all other questions
u:hich viay arise during his Adminir
rrarion."
Gen. Cass. Gen Cass was vn
tin.es noeiiinatvd in the office of GiTr-r-nor
of MuhiMi irjory by four suc
cessive Pre d'-ots, n-d each time unai
iiDouilv cot'finred bv ihe Senaie.
There is no pl ico I-ke home, unless
it the hou.e of tho young womin
nre 'after.' This is, cl course, an ex
ception. Future poets will pleas no
tice it.