Crawfordsville Review, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 3 September 1853 — Page 1

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GIRIJIOOD.

A sweetness in the morning air, A witching laughter in the woods, A group of maidens every where, With glowing cheeks and flowing hair, And no' a sorrow or a care

Within their dainty hoods.

An agile fleetness in their limbs, A tint of morning on their brows, Their postures full of girlish whims No dappled fawn so nirnblv skims, Along the silver lakelet brims,

Beneath the dripping houghs

They are a ruthless, romping rout, Marauders of each nook and glen They disappear with song and shout.. They beat the forests all about, And fVrret timid flowers out,

Then come in glee again.

Such knots of flowers, and knots of gills, With beauty in their busy eyes! One plaits a chivter with her curls, Another in her fingers twirls, A nosegay rich with liquid pearls, j. A tell-tale in disguise.

Oh girlhood is a guerdon fair That still is left, a recreant race There's witchery in its wayward air .-.•..•Sprinkling the sunshine everywhere

Alas! that later years impair its simple, «niiieless niv.ee I

A VISIT TO TIJEUCIA" MAN. IIY OC As we stepped over the low fence, I heard i.he hum of a spinning-wheel, and another moment one of the sweetest, faces 1 ever beheld, looked ottiat the dour. ..It was Lucy Wallis, the pretty daughter ot the Ugly Man! Saluting us modestly, she asked us in—and to be stated—and resumed her work. There be few more lovegirls than Lucy. In her moist blue eye, wis a blended expression of mirth fulness and something more tender, that went into your heart without ever asking leave. Clad in a homespun frock, coarse hut. tasteful in its colors and adjustment—and oh! how brilliantly spotless—her lingers tipped with the blue of the indigo tub—her little feet in buckskin moccasins—she plied her task industriously now with an arch toss, shaking into place her rich auburn hair, and now, with a bound forward, gracefully catching the thread that had slipped from he- fingers.- S*.eet-voiced, too, was Lucy Wallis, as she stood at her wheel, spinning two threads. One of cotton on her spindle and the other of gossip, with my excellent and ioquacious friend Dick McCoy. -flange take the girl! .She has made me forget her ugly father! Mr- Wallis and his "woman" were from home when we go1, there—having been on a visit to a sick neighbor—but in half an hour thev returned. •. "Thar they come!" said Dick, as he heard voices outside the cabin "seat yourself, and don't be scared!" Then look at Lucy. "You've never seen daddy, squire, have you?" she asked, slightly coloring and siting. ".Never have—always had a curiosity but the wounded expression of the stopped me, and in another moment Uglv man was before me.

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Truly had Me Coy said "nothing on breathing yearth could match, hiin." face generally had the appearance of a recent] healed blister-spot. His prominent eyes seemed ready to drop from olf his face, and were almost guiltless, of lids. Red. red, red was lite almost, prevailing color of his countenance—even his eyes partook of it. ilis mouth—ruby red, looked as if it had been very lately kicked by a rough-shod mule, after having been originally made by gouging a hole in his face with a nail grab! The tout ensemble was horribly, unspeakbly ugl v! "So vui'vc come to ree the I'glv Man, have vou Squire! I've heard of you before. You're the man as took the sensors of this countrv, last time. I was in Georgev then. Well, you're mighty welcome. Old 'oman, flv round, get somethin' tor the 'squire and Dick to eat Lucy, ain't you got no l'resh ai'^S?" :vS

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O "D Lucy went out at this suggestion, and her father went on:—"Thev all call me ugly 'squire and I am. My father before me •w is the ugliest itian that ever lived in Hancock county. But I'll give you my experience after supper. I elikes yov've hearn that I've been through the rulls. No?— Well, when we get somethin' to cat, I'll tell you more about it. Old 'oman, for heaven's sake, do fly around- thar!"

The old lady did 'tly around' and Lucv got the 'aiggs' and between them they got an excellent supper.

The purity of the table cloth, the excellence of the coffee, and the freshness of the eggs, not to mention Lucy's good looks, were move than a setoff against the ugliness of Billy so that Dick and I continued to eat quite heartily, to the evident gratification of our hospitable though ugly entertainer.

Supper over, old Bill drew out his large soap stone pipe, and filling and lighting it, he placed it in his mouth After a whiff or two he began: "It's no use argyfvin" the matter—I am the ugliest man now on top of dirt. Thar's narry nuther like me! I'm a crowd by myself. I alters was. The fust I knowed of it, though, was when I was 'bout ten years old. I went down to the spring branch one mornin/ to wash mv face,, and

as I looked in the water I seen the shadow of my face! That's the last time I've seen my countenance—I darcsn't but shet my eyes when I go about water!" "Don't you use a glass when you shave?" I enquired. "Glass! Thunder! What glass could stand it?—'twould burst if it were an inch thick. Glass!—pish!"

Lucy told her father he was "too bad, and thai he knew it was no sick thing," and the old man told her she was a "sassy wench," and to hold her tongue. "Yes," he continued, "it's so I hav'nt seen my face in forty years, but I know how it looks. Well, when I growed up I thort it would be hard to find a woman that'd be willin' to take me, ugly as I was" "Oh, you was not oneommon hard-fa-vored when you was a young man," jsaid old Mrs. Wallis. "Oneommon! I tell you when I was ten years old, a fly would'nt light on my lace—and it can't be much wuss now! Shot up and let me tell the "squire my experience." "I's no use," put in Lucy, "to be runnin' one's self down that way, daddy! It ain't right. "Kunnin down! 'Thunder and lightnin,' Lucy, you'll have ine as good looking as John Bozeman, your sweetheart." As he said this, old 13:11 looked at me, and succeeded in covering the ball of his left eye, by way of a wink. Lucy said no more.

The old man continued: "Well, hard as I thort it 'ud be to get a wife, fust thing I knowd, I had Sally, here, and she is, cr was, as pretty as any of them."

Old Mrs. Wallis knitted convulsively, and coughed slightly. "However, she never kissed me afore we was married, and it was a long time arter afore she did. The way of it was we had an old one-horned cow, mighty onnery (ordinary) lookin,' old as the north star, andj as poor as a black snake. One day 1 went out to the lot "Daddy, I wouldn't tell that," said Lu-| ey, in a persuasive tone. "Blamed cf I don't though—it's the' truth, andef you don't keep still, I'll send for Bozcnmn, to hold you in the corner."*

Lucy uied a little, and was silent. "Yes, 1 went out to the lot, and thar, sure as life was my old 'oman swung to the' cow, and the old thing flyin' round, and! cutting up all sorts of shines! Ses ], 'whnti 'the duce are you up to, old 'oman?' And! 'with that she let go, and told me she was) I trying to practice kissin' on old Cherry, and 'she thort, arter that, she could make up her jmind to kiss me!" "Old man, you made that! I've heard 'you tell it afore—but you made it," said the old lady. "Well, well! I told her, squire, ses I, come down to it now! Shet your eyes! hold your breath!—and upon that she bussed so, you might a heard it a quarter of a mile, and, sence that, nobody's had better' kissin'than me! Now, that was my first, experience about beiu' ugly, arter I was! grown, and it warn't so bad, neither! "The next time my ugly feelers came' into play, was in Mobile: wasyou ever thar?

Greatest place on green yearth steamboats, oysters, free niggers, furriners, brick houses —that's the place! I went down a flat boat from Wetumpky, with old John 'food. We had a fust rate time of it till we got most to Mobile, and the steamboats would run so close to us, that the sloshing' would pretty nigh capsize us.-. •.•.They done it for devilment. How old John cussed! but it done no good. At last, ses I, I'll try 'em ef thars enny strength in cussin, I'll make 'em ashemed! So the next one came along, cavorting and snorting like it was gwine right into us, and did pass in twenty foot! 1 ris up on a cotton bag, and ses to the crowd—and there, was a most almighty one on the guards of the boat—ses I, 'You infernal racket making, snorting sons of—' I "Afore I could get any further in cussin,' the crowd gin the most tremenjus yearthshaken howl that, ever was hearn—and one feller, as they were broadside with us, hollered out, "It's the old lie ugly himself! •Jeeminy what a mouth!" With that thar was somethin' rained and rattled in our boat like hail, only heavier and directly me and old John picked up a level peck of buckhorn handled knives?"

Old Mrs. Wallis looked to Heaven, as if appealiug there for the forgiveness of some great sin her ugly consort had committed—but she said nothing. "So I lost nothin' by bein' ugly, that time!—Arter I got into Mobile, however, I was bothered and pestered by the people stoppin' in the street to look at me—all dirty and light-wood smoked as I was from bein' on the boat." "I think I'd clean up a little," interposed tidy Lucy. "Old 'oman! ain't you got narry cold tater to choke that gal with? Well, they'd look at me the hardest you ever seen.— But I got ahead of my story. A few days afore, thai* had been a boat bursted, and a heap o' people scalded and killed, one way and auothez*. So at last I went into a grocery, and a squad of people followed me in,5 and one 'lowed, ses he, it's one of the unfortuuate sufferers by the bustin' of the Franklin and upon that he axed me to drink I with him, and as I had my tumbler half way to my mouth, he stopped me of a sudden— "Beg your pardon, stranger—but,'' ses he.

"But—what?" says I. "Jist fix your mouth, that way again!" ses lie. "I done it, jist like I was gwine to drink, and I'll be cussed if I didn't think the whole of 'em would go into fits!—they yelled and whooped like a gang of wolves. Finally, one of 'em ses, 'don't make fun of the unfortunate he's hardly got over bein' blowed up yet. Let's make tip a puss for him! Then they all throwed in and made me up five dollars. As the spokesman handed me the change, he axed me, 'Whar did you find yourself after the 'splosion?"In a flat boat," ses I. "How far from the Franklin?" ses he. "Why,"ses I, "I never seen her but as nigh as I can guess, it must have been, from what they tell me, nigh on to three hundred and seventy-five miles!" You oughter seen that gang scatter. As they left, ses one, "It's him. IT'S THE UGLY MAX OF ALL!"

IDLENESS.

Cares are employments, and without employ The soul is on a rack, the rack of rest.—[Young. Idleness is criminal prodigality, because it wastes time—it causes extra, unnecessary labor performing nothing at the proper time, and is the prolific author of want and shame—a confused workshop for the devil to tinker in. Creative -wisdom designed man for virtuous action idleness violates this design, robs the creature of happiness here, and endangers—it may destroy it, in futurit}'. The Turks often repeat this proverb, The devil tempts all other men—the idle man tempts the devil, for the devil likes to see men in motion it is much easier to give a moving object any desired direction, than a dead stationary weight. The idle man is Hke a bed of unused compost—with the properties of enriching the field, if properly spread over it the very ground on which it lies can produce no useful vegetation, noxious weeds may spring out of it, and their seeds be scattered, to the injury of the surrounding wheat. While a man remains inert, torpid like an oyster in its shell, he commits no over acts of evil or good, but his soul cannot rest quietly it naturally engenders vice, this ultimately rouses him to action, the devil puts him under whip and spur, to make up lost time, and, in many instances, the man who has paralyzed his moral powers by idleness, like a blind horse, works on the tread wheel bettor than a sound one.

The physical powers of the idle man become enervated—he converts himself into a living sepulchre—loathsome to himself and all around him. I once saw a lazy man offered a half dollar, to buy food for his starving family. He begged the donor to put it in his pocket, as he disliked to move his hands. It was done, that he might maintain his reputation as the laziest man in the neighborhood—but this does not destroy the force of the illustration.

Manual labor is the invigorator of body and mind—the promoter of health, and the friend of virtue. Among those who labor in the field, the workshop, and the commercial room we usually find health and happiness, and rarely crime. The idle poor populate our prisons—from the idle rich, this population would be increased, if they all had their deserts—but wickedness in high places is often winked at. The idle rich weave a web of misery for themselves bring up their children ignorant of business, and when they die, this web is often the only legacy left to their heirs—which frequently proves a passport, to infamy, the penitentiary, or the gallows. Let idleness be banished from our land—crime and misery would follow in its wake—virtue and happiness would receive a new impetus.

A Cuious SERMON.—An English paper contains the following curious discourse, said to be delivered by an eccentric preach-. er at Oxford: "I am not one of your fashionable, fine spoken, mealy-mouthed preachers—I tell you the plain truth. What are your pastimes? Cards and dice, fiddling and dancing, guzzling and gutling Can you be saved by dice? No! Will all the four, knaves give you a pasport to heaven? No?

Can you fiddle yourselves among the sheep? No! You will dance yourselves to damnation among the goats! You may guzzle wine here, but you'll want a drop of water to cool your tongue hereafter! Will the prophets say, 'Come here, gamesters, and teach us the long odds?' 'Tis odds if they do! Will martyrs rant, and swear, andj shuffle with you? No! The martyrs are no shufflers! You will be cut down in a way you little expect. Lucifer will come with his reapers, and syckles, and forks,' and you will be cut down, and bound, and, pitched, and housed in hell! I will not oil my lips with lies to please you. I will tell you the plain truth. Amnion, and Mam-! raon, and Moloch are making Bothoren hot for you! Profane wretches! I have heard you wrangle and brawl, and tell one another before me, 'I'll see you first.'— But I tell you the day will come when you will pray to Belzebub to escape his clutch.es, and what will be his answer? 'I'll see vou first,'"

CLEVER FELLOWS.—People that everybody cheats. In buying beefsteaks they seldom get more than 14 ounces to the pound, while they never get a dollar changed without getting three short shillings in part payment.

Our Country and her Institutions.

YOL. 5. CRAWFORDSVILLE, MONTGOMERY COUNTY, IND., SEPT. 3, 1853. NO. 10.

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TELEGRAPHIC

TROM NEW YORK. NEW 1\)P.K, Aug 23

T?he Iio.rthern Light, from San Juan, with California dates to the 1st, arrived this morning. 81,100,000 was brought down by the steamer Cortez.

The steamer Golden Gate arrived out on the 18th. All of the arrivals at San Francisco report experiencing very heavy "weather off the Cape, and receiring more or less damAgc-

The Sierra Nevada arrived out on the 21st.

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Joacquin, the celebrated bandit, has been captured and beheaded. His gang have either been taken or have dispersed.

The rust was injuring the wheat crop.— The crops of barley corn and potatoes promise a heavy yield. •.,

Accounts from the mining regions are cheering. By this arrival we have dates to the 25th. The miners in that territory were doing well. The weather is warm. The crops promise well.

NASIIVILLE, Aug. 24.

The amount collected here for the New Orleans sufferers is $3,261. ...

CIXCIXXATI, Aug. 24.

The Ohio State Democratic Convention to-day nominated Jas. H. Myers, of Toledo, for Lieutenant Governor, Mr. Bliss having resigned, and II. II. Barney, Principal of the Hughes High School in this city, for School Commissioner.

The subscriptions for the New Orleans sufferers now amount to $9,000. The city is unusually healthy.

[Private Dispatch to Cupt. E. S. Benedict.] NEW ORLEANS, Aug. 23. On Saturday 315 deaths, and yesterday over 300. Business almost suspended.— Send no more boats until a favorable change in the health. STROTHER & BRO.

NEW YORK, Aug. 24.

Last night, at 10 o'clock, the Pearl St. House was discovered to be on fire. The lower part was occupied by Mamlcy & Co. as a storage for liquors. Nearly three hundred persons were inmates of the building, many of whom had to escape in their night clothes. One lady lost everything:, she had. A gentleman named Brown lost money and notes to the amount of $15,000, which were in his trunk in his room, A fireman named Tibbits, of company No. 38, fell f^om the fifth stor) of the building, and was taken up for dead. Another, a member of Hose Co. No. 18, was injured by the falling of a portion of the building, to -what extent is not known.

The catise of the fire is unknown, but probably leaking gas-pipes. The Pearl St. House was insured for, $45,000, and the remainder of the block for $65,000. The whole block belonged to Blanchard, Williams, Co.

WASHINGTON, Aug. 21.

The dispatches received at the Navy Department from Commodore Perry, at Shanghai, are dated May 16. He expected to sail immediately for Japan, leaving one vessel of his squadron behind for the use of the U. S. Minister. This fact is evident that the Commodore considers that the revolution in China is approaching a crisis, as he has heretofore deemed it important to take every vessel of his squadron on the Japan expedition. He has heard from Japan, that the Japanese are preparing to receive him through the Dutch officials in a friendly manner, although they are increasing and strengthening their fortifications on the coast. Perry's crew are all well.

The information received here tends to comfirm the opinion that several distinct revolutions, independent of each other, are progressing in China, and that they are likely to result in a division of the Empire into numerous States. All the movement however, are under Christian influence.

Ringgold's North Pacific Exploring Squadron was heard from at Maderia, July 18. All well. They are about sailing for Table Bay, Cape of Good Hope.

Dispatches are also received from Commodore Shubrick and the fishing ground squadron.Still all quiet. No new developments.'

Secretary Marcy is in deep affliction in consequence of the death of his son, who suffered so long from consumption. He died on board the sloop-of- war Preble, when five days out at sea.

About $180,000 public stocks were surrendered at the Treasury Department in the last two days.

The cabinet is positively and hopelessly divided on the Pacific railroad question.— Indications here are that the Democratic leaders will initiate President Pierce into an internicine war thereon.

Ex-Senator Downs, Collector at New Orleans, is in this city. Judge Bowlin, Missouri-Anti-Benton, is here, and wants a Postmaster for St. Louis appointed without further delay.

DEFUNCT.—The Dutchman that has a rush of blood to his head, and turned himself heels up to make it rush back again, has since died of strabismus in his spinal contortions. -v-

[From the Xer.v Orleans Crescent, Angr.st 11th] DOWN AMONG THE DEAD MEN. To verify the many horrible reports of the doings among the dead, we the other day visited the cemeteries. In every street were long processions, tramping to the solemn music cf funeral marches. In the countenances of plodding passengers were the lines of anxiety and grief, and many a door was festooned with black and white hangings, the voiceless witnesses of wailing and\f sorrow. On the one hand slowly swept the long cortegcs of the wealthy, nodding with plumes and drawn by prancing horses, rejoicing in their funernal vanities oh another, tlie hearse of the citizen-soldier, preceded by measured music, enveloped in warlike panoply, and followed by the noisy tread of men under arms white there again the pauper was trundled to his long home on a rickety cart, with a boy for a driver, who whistled as he went, and swore a carcIess oath as he urged his mule, or spavined horse to a trot, making haste with another morsel contributed to the grand banquet of death* Now among the steeples was heard the chiming of the bells, as of Ghouls up there, mingling their hoarse voices as in a chorus of gratulation over the ranks of fallen mortality. Anon from some lowly tefiement trilled the low wail of a mother for the child of her affections, while from the corner opposite burst the song of some low bachanal, mingling ribaldry with sentiment, or swearing a prayer or two as the humor moved him.

The skies wore a delusive aspect. Above was all cloudless sunshine, but little in keeping Avith the black melancholy that enveloped all below. Out along the highways that lead to the cities of the dead, and still the tramp of funeral crowds knew no cessation. Up rolled the volumes of dust from the busy roads, and the plumes of the death carriages nodded in seeming sympathy to the swaying cypresses of the swamp, enveloped in their dun appareling of weeping moss—fit garniture for such a scene.

At the gathering points, carriages accumulate, and vulgar teamsters, as they jostled each other in the press, mingled the coarse jest with the ribald oath no sound but of profane malediction and of riotous mirth, the clang of whip-throngs and the rattle of wheels. At the gates, the winds brought intimation of the corruption working within. Not a puff' but was laden with the rank atmosphere of the rotting corpes. Inside they were piled by fifties, exposed to the heat of the sun, swollen with corruption, bursting their coffin lids, and sundering, as if by physical effort, the ligaments that bound their hands and feet, and extending their rigid limbs in every outre attitude. What a feast of horrors Inside, corpses plied in pyramids, and without the gates, old and withered crones and fat huckster women, fretting in their own greese, dispensing ice creams and confections, and brushing away, with brooms made of bushes, the green-bottle Hies that hovered on their merchandise, and that anon buzzed away to drink dainty inhalations from the green and festering corpses. Mammon at the gates was making thrifty outside by the hands of his black and sweating minions, that tendered sweet-meats and cooling beverages to the throngs of mourners or of idle spectators, who, inhaling the fumes of rotting bodies, already "heaved the gorge while within, the "King of Terrors" held his Saturnalia, with a crowd of stolid laborers, who, as they tumbled the dead into ditches, knocked them "about the mazzard," and swore dread oaths, intermingled with the more dreadful soundsofdemoniac jollity.

Long ditches were dug accross the great human charnel. Wide enough were they to entomb a legion, but only fourteen inches deep. Coffins laid in them showed their tops above the surface of the earth. On these was piled dirt to the depth of a foot or more, but so loosely, that the myriads of flies found entry between the loose clods, down to the cracked seams of the coffins, and buzzed and blew there their ovaria, creating each hour their new hatched swarms. no sound was there of sorrow within that wide Gehenna. Men used to the scent of dissolution had forgotten all touch of sympathy. Uncouth laborers, with their bare shock heads, stood under the broiling heat of the sun, digging in the earth and as anon they woul encounter an obstructing root or stump, would swear a hideous oath, remove to another spot, and go on digging as before. Now and then the mattock or the spade would disturb the bones of some former tenant cC the mould, forgotten there amid the armies of the accumulated victims, and, the sturdy laborer with a gibe, would hurl the broken fragments on the sward, growl forth an energetic d—n, and chuckle in his excess of glee. Skull bones were dug up from their long sepulture, with ghastlinessj staring out I -From eachlack-liistr-, 1c holt,' without dieting an 'Alas, poor Yorick,' and with only an exclamation from the digger of "room for your betters

Economy of space was the source of cunning calculation in bestowing away the dead men. Side by side were laid two, of gigantic proportions, bloated by corruption to the size of Titans. The central projection of their coffins, left spaces between them at their heads and heels. This was too much room to be filled with earth. How should the space be saved? Opportunely the material is at hand, for a cart comes lu*mbvrinsf in, with the corpses of a mother and

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The fumes rise tip in deadly^cxhalations from the accumulating hecatombs of fast coming corpses. Men wear at their nosea bags of camphor and odorous spices—fot there are crowds there who have no business but to look on and contemplate the vast congregation of the dead. They don't care if they die themselves—the}' have become so used to the reek of corruption. They cverf laugh at the riolings of the skeleton Death, and crack jokes in the horrid atmosphere where scarcely they can draw breath for utterance.

The stoical negroes, too, are hired at fivg dollars per hour to assist in the work of interment, stagger under the stifling fumes, nnd can only be kept at their work by deep and continued potntionsof the "fire water.". They gulp deep draughts of the stimulating fluid, and rdeling to their tasks hold their, noses with one hand while with the othct they grasp the spade, heave oh the mould,' and rush back to the bottle to gulp again." It is a jolly time with these eboh laborers,', and with their white co-workers, as thoughtless and as jolly, and full as much intoxicated as themselves.

And thus, what with the songs and ob-. scene jests of the grave diggers, the buzzing, of the flies, the sing-song cries of huckster women vending their confections, the hoarse oaths of the men who drive the dead carts, the merry whistle of the boys, and the stifling reek from scores of blackened corpses, the day wears apace, the work of sepulture is done, and night draws the curtain.

A great difference of opinion appears to exist in California, with reference to the introduction of the Chinese. While somo advocate their importation in any quantity as blessing to the community, others looking at the depreciating effect the riceeating Celestials will have upon labor, curso their advent as a positive evil. The Sono--ra Herald, of the 2nd July, says:* "This coaxing in of weak, colored, ignorant, heathen foreigners, to swamp the labor of our free white population, is nothing but a cut-throat policy, "devised in sin," and bolstered up by a perverted sense of benevolence. "Who is to be benefitted by it, but the employer? Who is to be injured but the working classes, who will be forced to endure the competition and the contact of this degraded foreign labor? A curse worse than that of slavery will be entailed upon the future generations of our countrymen, who fifty years hence, at the latest, will have just cause to condemn us for our false pliilar.throphy, our reckless love of gain."

MARRIED IN FUN.—A lady and gentleman, residing near Buffalo, were married the other day, and after the ceremony was performed, the lady declared "it was all in fun," and refused to be considered a wife. The husband insisted it was all regular.— Finally, the lady escaped and took refuge with a friend in Buffalo. The parties, says the Republic, are respectable, and, on the part of the gentleman, there is not only a willingness, but a desire, that the union shall be continued. But, as Cupid had stolen the march of him, in a more agreeable affiliation, the legal husband finds a strong competitor for the heart of his bride in a gentleman of some note, also a resident of Buffalo. All legal efforts are to be made to undo the knot.

After all that has been .said and written about marrying in fun, it is strange that people pretending to common sense will run their necks into a yoke that is so grievous to be borne.

KIT Profane swearing (says the New York Sun) dishonors God, degrades the swearer, and corrupts his whole moral nature. It is the shame of civilization, and the shame of any people among whom it prevails. It is an evil, a vice, which infects every class and condition. Its stain drops on the lips of the infant, eats into its very source of being, polluting and poisoning it. From the source of all evil it sprung, and down to the companionship of the spirits of evil it surely leads.

TEMPERANCE.—Who ever heard of a miser dying young? "Old Miser" has grown old because he is a miser—too mean to spend his money in luxurious eating or drinking. A plain and sparing diet, with nothing but cold water for drink, will in general preserve life and health to "three score and ten."

O $ 7 5 0 0 0 a in various cities throughout the Union, for the relief of the sufferers by yellow fever at New Orleans.

"Speaking of speed," said a wajj, the 0_ 4 other day, '*1 rockon they travel some ox the Hudson River Railroad. I stepped in the cars at Albany, got fairly seated at Hudson, lighted my cigar at h'oughkeepsie, spit out at Peekskill, and hit a man at Sin'' Sine."

A modest young lady on^being asked by a gentleman why she had a covering over her "dressing bureau,*' replied, "I don't want to see its drawers."