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THE BLESSINGS OP GOVERNMENT, LIKE THE DEWS OF HEAVEN, SHOULD BE SHOWERED ALIKE UPON THE RICH AND THE POOR." Jackson. A Family Newspaper: devoted to Politics, Literature, Science, Agriculture, Foreign and Domestic News. Volume 1. Plymouth, Marshall County, Indiana, Wednesday, May 28, 1851. Number 19.

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THE PLYMOUTH PILOT. Is published eiery Wednesday, by JOHN Q. HOWELL. Plymouth Marshall County Indiana.

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Above all, strenuously endeavor to give of Man. Their increasing faculties are, your children a knowledge of things, in- by nature, the same as those of the othstead of a knowledge of words. er sex. The only difference is in the men-

Un no account allow them to do at "ne time what vou havii forbidden under the like circumstances e.t another, Teach them that the only sure and easy way to appear good s to be good. . Accustom them to -nike their little recitals with perfect truth. .Never allow tale bearing. THE REAL GRIT. A man and his wife were enjoying a winter evening by the fireside, when the conversation turned upon religious matters, as described in the Bible, which the man had open before him. .Wife, said the husband, 'I've been thinking what happy society Solonioa must have had in his day, with so many wives, &c.t as is here represented.' Indeed!' replied the wife, somewhat miffed, you bad better think of something else then. A pretty Solomon, you wtuid make, truly; you can't take proper care of one wife. What a figure you would cut with a dozen wives, and all of , them as spunky as 1 am.' The husband took his ht meekly, and went to the stable to feed the cattle for the night. The Spiritual Rappers hare arrived in Lafayette.

The following lines, written by Mr. Trrt er, are spirit-stirring, and highly creditable to the genius of the accomplished author: Kocks Ahead! Steady, steady, gallant vessel! Hard aport obey the helm--Lest the breakers round thee wrestle, Lest the billows overwhelm; Though so pleasant just at present Be the voyage thou hast sped, There is peril, stark and sterile, Look! you in the rocks ahead. See that license of opinion. Stifle not zeal's holy flame, Till Religion's pure dominion, Dwindle itebly to a name; Greed of gain and sordid sense, Tempt the waywardness of youth, And it needs the blest defence Of the citadel of truth. See that no pernicious panic Spare the good irom duty's post, Lest, by License grown tyrannic. Liberty be but a boast. Let the greatest, best, and wisest, Calmly guide thy eagle course, Or no more to heaven thou risest, Headlong flung with downward force! Let the Press, with truth enlightened,

Nobly lead the People's mind, That, while public wrongs are righten'd, Private names go unmaligned Let not evil spirits pander, To the passions of the mob, Nor the pen be dipped in slander God and man of love to rob. If all clamor overriding Law, supremely rules the land if domestic love abiding, Rules at home with patriarch hand---If refinement chastens pleasure---If fair dealing hallows gain---If wise intervals of leisure Soothe the heart and clear the brain. If both clearly and discreetly, From reproach thy fame to save, Not too rudely, not too fleetly, Soon thou settest free the slave---If united, now and ever, Thou shalt grow so great to be, That the wondering world may never Through all Time thine Equal see! Yes, as now, let Patriot steer thee, Undismayed by men or things; Let Religion's cherubs cheer thee As aloft she sits and sings---So an Eden, not an Edom, Shall thy happy name be read, And the glorious Ship of Freedom Weather all the rocks ahead! Communication, For the Plymouth Pilot. Mr. Editor---Permit me to state thr'o your columns, that some of our gentry think that Females are not gifted with as much Intellect as those of the other sex. I think this a broad question, and one which, in its various bearings, has enlisted the study of many sage philophers. The discernment of the present enlightened age, 1 am glad to observe, gives to Woman the station in society to which she is entitled. It will not be denied that Woman, from her physical construction, is more susceptible of kind feeling, and that it is more easily awakened than in the other sex. Those feelings arc sooner developed in our sex, are more intense---and their development is more striking than those tal improvement and physical construction of the two sexes in their associaations and pursuits. One thing is certain, and that is---Women, in many instances, do not receive the attention that her refined feelings and keen perceptions demand. Why is it, sir, that Women, who are such close observers, and I think, more correct judges of human nature, should practise dissumulation with more ease than Man? Is it not because they do not cultivate their minds more, and aim at nobler things in the field of knowledge. Mary. AN UGLY MAN. During the session of the Circuit Court in Lexington, Kentucky, a most fearfully ugly looking man was seen daily. He was always on hand, and perfectly hideous. One of the lawyers could bear it no longer, and said to him: 'Well, you are the ugliest white man I ever did see.' The poor bumpkin burst into a hearty laugh, and said: 'Well, I can't help it, can I?' 'No,' answered the son of Blackstone, 'no you can't help it; but confound you, you might stay at home.'

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From the National Era. MRS. HILL AND MRS. TROOST. BY PATTT LEE, It was just two o'clock of one of the warmest of July afternoons. Mrs. Hill had her dinner all over had put on her clean cap and apron, and ?at on the north j porch, making an unbleached cotton j cfiirl fnr Pptpr fTr Hill N sltrftrc I . , , i , .' ... ; j Mrs. Hill was a thrifty economist. She had been pursuing this housewifery avocation for some little time, interrupting herself only at times to shu! away the flocks of half grown chickens that cam.? noisily about the door for the crumbs from the table-cloth, when thü sudden shutting down of a great blue cotton umbrella caused her to drop her work, an I exclaim "Well, now, Mrs. Troost; who would have thought that you ever would come to see me!" "Why, I thought a great many times that I wouhl come," said the visiter, stamping her little feet for she was a little woman briskly on the blue flag stones, and then dusting them nicely with her white cambric handkerchief, before venturing on the snowy porch floor of Mr?. Hill. When, shaking hands, she added: "lt has been a good while, for I rt'inomber when I was here last I had my Jane with me quite a baby then, if you mind and she is three years old now," "Is it possible?" said Mrs. Hill, untying the bonnet strings of her neighbor, who sighed, as she continued "Yes, she was three along in February;' and she sighed agin more heavily than before, though there was no earthly reason that I know of why she should sih, unless perhaps the flight of time thus brought to mind suggested the transitory nature of human things. Mrs. Hill laid the bonnet of Mrs. Troost on hrr "spare bed," covered it with little pale-blue crape shawl, kept j e.-peciallv for like occasions, and taking iv.im Mm i f . i i i r lrom the drawer oJ the bureau a larue fan jof turkey feathers, she presented it to her i guest, saying j "A very warm day, isn't it?" i, drt adlul, dreadful it seems as hot as a bake oven and I suffer with the heat all summer more or less. Rut its a world of suffering;" and Mrs. Troost half closed h-r eyes, us if to shut out the dreadful reality. "Hay-making requires sunshiny weather, you know, we must put up with it," said Mrs. Hill. "Resides, I can mostly fin I somo cool place about the house. I kep my sewing here on the porch, and as 1 bake my bread or cook my dinner, manage to catch it up sometimes, and keep from getting overheated; and then, too, 1 get a good many stitches taken in the course of the day." "This is a nice cool place completely curtained with vines" said Mrs. Troost; and she sighed again. "They must have cost you a great deal of pains." "Oh, no, no trouble at all; morningglories grow themselves they only require to be planted. I will save seed for you this fall, and next snmmer you can have your porch as shady as mine." "And if I had it would not signify," said Mrs. Troost. "I never get time to sit down from one week's end to another; besides, I never had any luck with vines some folks haven't you know." Mr. Hill was a woman of a short, plethoric habit one that might be supposed to move about with agility, and to find excessive warmth rather inconvenient. But she vas of a happy cheerful temperament, and when it rained she tucked up her skirt, put on thick shoes, ant waddled about the same as ever, saying to herself. "This will, make the grass grow, or it will bring on the radishes, or something else equally consolato ry. Mrs. Troost, on the contrary, was a little thin woman, who looked as though she might move about nimbly at any spason. Rut, as she herself often said, she was a poor unfortunate creature, and pitied and commiserated herself a great deal, as she was in justice bound to do, for no body else cared, she said, how much she had to bear. They were near neighbors these ladies but their social interchanges of tea drinking were not of very frequent occur rence, for sometimes Mrs. Troost had nothing to wear like other folks sometimes it was too hot, and sometimes it was too cold and then again nobody wanted to see her, and she was sure she didn't want to go where she wasn't wantecV. Moreover, she had Mich a great barn of a house, ns no othor woman ever had to tuke care of. But in all that neighborhood it was railed the bitr house, so Mrs. Troost was in some measure compensated for tlia pains it cost her. It was however, ns she said, a barn of a place, with half the rooms unfinished, partly that ihry had no use for them, and partly that they were unable to gel furniture. So it stood light in the sun,

with no shutters, and no trees about it, and Mrs. Troost said she didn't suppose it ever would have. She was always op

posed to building it, but she never had i her way about anything; though some people said that Mr. Troost had taken the dimensions of his house with his ; wife's aproii strings but that may have j been slander. j While Mrs. Troost sat sighing over! things in general, Mrs. Hill sewed on the I last button, and shaking the loose threads ; from the completed garment held it up a moment to take a satisfactory view, as it were, and folded it away. "Well, did you ever!" said Mrs. Troost; "you made half a shirt, and I have got nothing at all done. My hands sweat so I can't use the needle, and its no use to try." "Lay down your work for a little while, and we will walk in the garden." So Mrs. Hill threw a towel over her head, and, taking a little tin basin in her hand, the two ladies went to the garden Mrs. Troost under shelter of her blue umbrella, w hich she said was so heavy it was worse than nothing. Reans, radishes, raspberries, and currants, besides many other things, were there in rich profusion, and Mrs. Troost said everything flourished for Mrs. Hill, while her garden was all choked up with weeds. "And you have bees, too don't they sting the children, and give you a great deal of trouble? Along in May, I guess it was, Troost (Mrs. Troost always called her husband so) bought a hive, or rather! ne traueu a can ror one a nice likely calf, too, it was and they never done us one bit of good" and the uuhappy voman sigueil. "They do say," said Mrs. Hill, sympathizingly, "that bees won't work for some folks in case their king dies they are very likely to quarrel, and do not do well but we have never had any ill luck with ours; and we last year sold forty dollars worth of honey, besides having all we wanted for our own use. Did yours die ofl", or what, Mrs. Troost!!" "Why," t;aid the ill-natured woman, "my oldest boy got stung one day, and Oeing angry upset the hive, and I never f... . t . . -i , found it out for two or three days; and sending Troost to put it up in its place, there was not a bee to be found high or low." "You don't tell? the obstinate little Jogs but they must be treated kindly, and I have heard of their going oif for less thins." The basin was by this time filled with currants, and the neighbors returned to the house. Mrs. Hill seating herself on the sill of the kitchen door, began to prepare her fruit for tea, while Mrs. Troost drew her chair near, saying, "did you ever hear about William McMicken's bees?" Mrs. Hill had never heard, and expressed anxiety to do so, which resulted in the following story. ' Ilis'wife, you know, was she that was Sally May, and it's an old saying "To change the name, and not the letter. You marry for worse, and not the better!" Sally was a dressy, extravagant girl she had her bonnet "done up" twice a year always, and there was no end to her ciresses, and ribbons and line things. Her mother indulged her in everything; sha used to say that Sally deserved all she got; that she was worth her weight in goid. She used to go everywhere, Sally did. There was no big meeting that she was not at, and no quilting that she did not help to get up. All the girls went to her for the fashions, for she was a good deal in town at her Aunt Hanuer's, and always brought out the new patterns. She r.sed to have her "mutton-leg" sleeves a little bigger than anybody else, you remember, and then she wore great stilTners in them la. me! there was no end to her extravagance. She had a changeable silk, yellow and blue made with a sarplus front; and when she wore that, the ground wasn't good enough for her to wtl on, so some folks used to say. but I never thought Sally was a hit proud or lifted up; and if anybody was sick, there was no better hearted creature than she; and then, she was always good-natured as the day was long, and would sing all the day at her work. I remember along before she was married, she used to sing one song a great deal, beginning: It's I've got a sweetheart with bright black eyts," And they said she meant William McMicken by that, and that she might not get him after all for a good many thought they would never make a match, their dispositions were so contrary. Willitm was of a dreadful quiet turn, and a g.'eat home body; and as for being rich, he'd nothing to brag of, though he w-as high larnt, and followed the river as a dark sometimes. Mrs. Hill had by this time prepared her currants, and Mrs. Troost paused from her story while the filled the kettle, and attached the towel to the end of the wellsweep, where it waved as a fcinal to "retcr" to come to supprr.

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nearer the kitchen door, if you please,' said Mrs. Hill, "and I can make up my j tl.-...fc ni.l Ii'. foil ! Meantime, coming to the door with some bread crumbs in her hand, she began scattering them on the ground, and calling biddy, biddy, biddy, chicky, chicky, chicky hearing which a whole flock of poultry was about her in a minnte; when, stooping down she secured one of the fattest, which an hour afterwards was broiled for supper. "Dear me, how easily you get along!" said Mrs. Troost. And it was sometime before she could compose herself sufficiently to take up the thread of her story. At length however, she began with well, as I was saying, nobody thought Mr. McMicken would marry Sally May. Poor man, they say he is not like himself any more. He may get a dozen wives, but he 11 never get another Sally, A good wife she made him, for all she was such a wild girl. The old man May was opposed to the marriage, and threatened to turn Sally, his own (laughter, out of house and home but she was head strong, and would marry whom she pleased; and so she did, though she never got a stich of newclothes, nor one thing to keep house with. Xo. not one single thing did her father give her when she went away, but a hive of bees. He was right down ugly, and called her Mrs. McMicken whenever he spoke to her after she was married; but Sally did'iit seem to mind it, and took just as good care of the bees as though they were worth a thousand dollars. Every day in the winter she used to feed them maple sugar, if sh had it; and if not, a little Orleans in a saucer, or some old broken dish. But it happened one day that a bee stung her on the hand the right one, I think it was, and Sally said right away that it was a bad sign; and that very night she dreamed that she went out to feed her bees, and a piece of black crape was tied on the hive. She felt that it was a token of death, and told her husband so, and she told me and Mrs. Hanks. No, I won't be sure she told Mrs. Hanks, but Mrs. Hanks got to hear it some way." "Well." said Mrs. Hill, wiping the tears away with her apron, "I really didn't know till now tint poor Mrs. McMicken was dead." "0, she is not dead," answered Mrs. Troost, "but as well as she ever was, only she feels that she is not long for this world." The painful interest of her story, however, had kept her from work, so the afternoon passed without her having accomplished much she never could work when she wept visiting. Meantime Mrs. Hill had prepared a delightful supper, without seeming to give herself the least trouble. Peter came precisely at the right moment, and, as he drew a pail of water, removed the towel from the well-sweep easily and naturally, thus saving his wife the trouble, Troost would never have thought of it so said his lady; and she finished with an ah, well! as though all her tribulations would be over before long. As she partook of the delicious honey, she was reminded of hr own upset hive, and the crisp red radishes brought thoughts of the weedy garden at home; so that, on the whole, her visit, she said, made her perfectly wretched, and she should have no heart for a week; nor did the little basket of extra nice fruit, which Mrs. Hill presented her as she was about to take leave, heighten her spirits in the least. Her great heavy umbrella, she said, was burden enough for her. "But Peter will take you in the carriage," insisted Mrs. Hill. "No," said. Mrs. Troost, as though charity were offered her. "it will be more trouble to get in and out than to walk" and so she trudged home, saying, "some folks are born to be lucky." SEEING A LIGHT. A sailor the other day, in describing his first efforts to become a waterman, said that just at the close of a dark night he was cent aloft, he was sent aloft to see if he could see a light. After a short time, he was hailed from the deck with Mast head, ahoy? Ay, ay, sir," was the answer. Do vou fee alight? Yes", sir!' Day-light, sir!' The lookout was ordered down with a run. A stranger passing through one of the mountainous towns of New England, inquireaf What do you raise here?' The uns wer was: What light! 'Our land is rough rnd poor; wc can j raise but little produce, and &o we build school houses and churches, aud raise men. The tobacco crop in some portions of Keiitucky.has been entirely destroyed by

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The late Mr. Thurston, delegate in , from Ofegon. was a native of Maine. His loss will be irreparable to Oregon. The iron to complete the Bellefontaine railroad to Anderson, will be laid down immediately. Mr. Clay is reported to have said, that if the Americans fully understood th tyranny of the Government of Cuba, no power on earth could stop expeditions from leaving our shores. The spinners at Fall River, Mass., have been on a strike for twenty-four weeks. The Colonization 'Herald says, that at present there is not a white person living in Liberia. The late Gov. Hill held two pews in the Baptist church, three in the Episcopal, and four in the Methodist a singular instance of liberality iu religious opinion. A minister in Bath, Maine, had several couple to marry, who were assembled, in the church. He remarked "Those who want to be married, will please stand up;"' whereupon every single lad rose from their seats. The opening ceremonies of the World' Fair, will be conducted by Queen Victoria. A fine draw-bridge is being built across the Wabash. It is to eost only 815,000. Four negroes have been arrested for being concerned in the late horrible murder of a woman iu Dayton, O. Henry M. Wise lately spoke in the Virginia Convention for five days. A beautiful woman passed a hundred dollar counterfeit bill on a broker, lately, in New York. He says 'I was looking more at the w oman than to my own business.' The snow on the Rocky Mountains, it is said, is deeper now, than ever before known, A highly respectable widow lady, in Covington, Ry., lately van off with a negro and married him. Thomas J. Sloan, of New Y'ork, has invented an apparatus for setting up the pins. Elder Brigham Y'oung. of the Mormon church, pledges his honor that he has only 26 wives. Wm. B. Astor. of New York, suppos ed to be the wealthiest man in tha Union, pays it is said, 25,000 tax, annually. We learn that 72 persons have been arrested as being connected with the gang of desperadoes lately discovered in j Michigan, and that tbe police are in parsuit of a number more. Lwo young ladies were recently sentenced in Decatur county, to six months imprisonment, each, for stealing. Shocking. A strong Clay man, writing from California, says he will vote frr Mr. Clay, if living, at the next election, whether he is a candidate or not and that if Mr. Clay dies, he w ill vote for his ghost! Cotton was first raised in this couutry in 1734. The population of California is estimated at 515,000, of whom 100,000 arc engaged in mining. The ascertained number of gambling houses in the city of New York, amount to six thousand. The census takers in California say. they find more people there, from Massachusetts, than from any other State Daniel Webster hns recently been nominated for the Presidency, at Richmond, Va, Gambling is said to be greatly decreasing in California. Barnum, the wealthy bhowman, has purchased the splendid country seat formerly owned by Nicholas Biddle. Judge Sill, of Buffalo, has decided that stealing a dog is a criminal offence. It is stated that the potato tot has ' never been known weotof tbe Rocky Mountains.