The Washington American. (Washington, Tex.), Vol. 2, No. 4, Ed. 1 Wednesday, November 26, 1856 Page: 1 of 4
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Ilcaven and earth shall witness, if America mnst fall that we are innocent."
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The slavery agitation, which, after a few
brief moments of repose, was again opened
with all of its attendant broils and strife,
and sectional animosities, is still absorbing
-the greater portion of the public, interest-
Notwithstanding their pledges to a finality
settlement—notwithstanding their oft re-
peated declaration that they would support
no man for the Presidency or Vice-Presi-
dency who would dare to re-open the agita-
tion of the exciting question, the Democracy
have dec ted to the Executive, a man pledged
to eternal hostility to the compromise ad-
justment, and sworn by all that is holy to
the infamous, doctrine of squatter sover-
eignty. They have elevated to the Presi-
dency James Buchanan—how, we will not
aay—through whom, unless he turns traitor
to his party, the fearful wounds upon the
body politic must be re-opened, to spread
the poisoned breath of their corruption
throughout the land. Yet with all this in
view—with all these dangers staring us in
the facc—while civil strife is ravaging our
borders, and insurrict:on rages and thickens
in our midst, what do the signs of the times
present 1 But a few days since, a banner
with *' Cuba'' engraved upon it was borne
along through the streets of Memphis, in a
Buchanan Democratic procession. What
does all this mean ? We ask the sober, re-
flecting Democracy of the country, what
it means 1 Is not Kansas quite enough, or
must the demon of agitation be gorged 1—
Would the Democracy throw around us a
cordon of strile. and m the fierce warfare of
sectional animosities cnl foreign broils,
deluge our fair land with blood, and dye our
rivers and mighty waters with the gore of
our murdered citizens ? Kansas has already
divided us. If neither the legislative or ex-
ecative power, nor yet the will of the people,
can settle our differences, what in the name
of " all the Gods at once," arc we to do with
Cuba 1 The Ostend Manifesto, to all enpa-
Most of our readers, we doubt not, are
familiar with the term " Honey-Moon." and
are also aware of its meaning, according to
its general acceptation, but lias it ever oc-
curred to them how it originated ? The
Teutons, an ancient people of Germany, in
From the Parlor Casket.
AUNT HANNAH'S COURTSHIP
BV CLAHA AUGUSTA.
'• We'l, Clara, let's see; it's been as much
as a year since you was here, ain't it t Yes.
I remember now. I'ts a year and one week
exactly; because I know that I had just
days Ion" past, were in the habit of drink- fini>hed spinning my mixed wool—the last
J & * 7 I .. • |>#> U il.«i II
ing mead, or inetheglem. a bevcra e made
with honey, for thii ty days after every wed-
ding; heneo the term IIoney-Moon. Yet
if hearts had audibie language, how many
a sigh, translated into words, would speak
ihe bitterness that oftimes lingers in the
bottom of the cup! How many a fair yoing
in ide, fresh from a mother's caressing ten-
del ness,' borne away from all that affection
makes dear, now sleeps beneath the sod,
whose tongue, could it speak the mysteries
of the past, would tell a ta c of a life-time
of grief and sadness. To her the present
was exceeding beautiful, the futuretoall lov-
liness; and the words of tenderness, the
silvery accents that the young wife so de-
I ghts to dwell upon, might have rendered
her whole existence into a honey-moon of
joy aud happiness, but negiect—cold ncgiect
—chiiled the generous welling of her heart's
pure affection, and disappointment clipped
the golden thread of life. The tale is told
She died. O'er her early* grave the bereaved
husband has reared a monumcht to her
memory. The world wags on as ever, and
even he, perhaps, has bound in hymen's
silken cords, another biushing, blooming,
THE CEUÍSEOF A SLAVES-
The trial of liaptisia and Stubell. the par-
ties charged with owning and fitting out the
schooner (J. F. A. Cole, at this port, for the
slave trade, is now in progress in the Uni'ed
States District Court in Baltimore. The
evidence is not yet concluded. A witness,
who was cabin boy on the voyage from Bal-
timore to the slave coast of Africa, and back i
of the fleece lhal growed on old Ilnrnpback
—Humpback was a s-heep that my husband,
poor, dear man. bought in York Slate, of an
auction feller, and we allers kept her wool
for the stocking yarn, because it was finer
than the other shcepses' wool, and not so
•' YVell, now the way that sheep died was
railly pre-bj terious! It was one of the
seven wonders of this mighty universe.
Ye see, one morning yer uncle, he sez to
me. very suddenly sez he.' Hannah. I kinder
feel as if Humpback would'nt survive Ion
she's been ailin' a good while, and you'd
better be saving of that wool of her'n, and
knit the tops and toes of yer stockings out
"1 poohed at him, and sez I. ' Law, Mica
jah, the sheep's well enough. Do put on yer
boots and go to the barn, if ye:re a oin' to-
day. Don't set there a snuffing ashe.s any
•• Ye see. Micajah had a wonderful habit
of gittin' up and settin' down by the fire in
his stocking feet, aud, with a boot m each
hand tliere he'd set till I got breakfast
reddy. Now 1 never allowed myself to get
in the habit of scolding, but it allers did
raise my ebeneezer to see anybody settin
round in their stockin feet, for if there's
anything 1 hale, it's darnin up old stock-
"At this ere broad hint, he pulled on his
boots awful spry and went out. 1 kept on
gittin breakfast. 1 can remember jest as
well as if were but yesterday what 1 was
cooknt—biled pertaters; we did use to raise
the best pertaters that ever you seed; tliere
was the pink-eye, and the cranberry, and
the mango, and the rolian. and the long-red.
and 1 don't know what all. Well, i was
bilin pertaters. and then I hail pork, good,
fat, salt pork to fry ; we allers got our pork
so lat that the pork would fry itself; none
of'^er suthern stuff I can tell ye.
to Sagua la Grand, Cuba, with a cargo of|"Ver Then 1
.j.,c . _rlha>l sassengers and good corn bread, and
some baked beans that was left of our din-
ner the day ai'ore. 1 allers gatheis up the
fragments, for I do think it is a sin to waste
vittuis. 1 remember I liad just put them
beans into a bowl to warm, when in rushed
'¿'¿5 slaves, gave an interesting account of
the voyage yesterday. He testified through
an interpreter, (Mr. Jos. Marks.) as fol-
lie went out last December, in the schoo
ner Cole, from Baltimore; Capt. Baker went
along. The vessel went from here to the
coast of Africa; went first to Cahmdo;
they were two months going to Cabiudo ; a
passenger named Druinmond left the vessel
there; the vessel stopped there one day.
flic vessel then ciuiscd out one month, and
then went into the river Congo. They went
into the liver between 11 and 12 o'clock m
the day time; they anchored in the river
and waited lor people from the brig Dolphin
to visit them.
An officer came on board the schooner
and asked for all the ]>ape*s on the vessel;
the officer tried to see wiiat was on board of
Micujah, his eyes terribly strained, and his
mouth open jest lor all the world as if he
was aketchin flies, and sez he—
"Oh, Hannah, s.ie's dead ! Humpback's
dead! poor old faiihful critter, she's gone
•• 1 was dumbfoundéd. I dropped down
on a cheer, and sez 1, sakes alive, Micajah I
1 haint l'cit so bad since the veiy time that
deceit!ul Poll [lammerton told me that it
was a sartin fact that you and Emmeline
Pepperell was ingaged. Dear, dear, how
solemnized I did feel then. About what
Foil told me, I mean I thought of all the
me uuieei uicu lu oee n uut « vu wmuvii , . , 1 „ I .
. « u i ,l„ , , i ,i„I poetry I had ever read, and how disappomt-
her; Antonio Silva, the mate, raised tlici1 . J ,, , , . .,r
, ' , \ , .. i i _ - .. ed ones allers drowned themselves in some
American colors, and said they had no right ,, , . .. , . , , ,
, , i 'i-i . ° I wilier bordered lake; so fundid inv liar to
to search an American vessel. 1 hey tuen "" ... /, "
to search an American vessel, i hey
gave the officer as much liquor as he could
drink; he got drunk and went ashore.
This is the usual treatment to officers when
they CJineon board. Tuat night they went
up the coast to Devil's Point and anchored.
Oupt. Labradada and two men went ashore,
and the Captain again came aboard with the
cabin passenger they landed at Cabiinio.
They discharged cargo, aud the negroes
began to come on board in ten and twelve,
all fastened by the neck, in boats. Some
three hundred and thirty-five negroes came
on board, eight or nine boats bringing them
off. The negroes were all on board by eight
or nine o'clock in the day time The vessel
lay one or two miles from shore, i hey
landed from the vessel notluug out whiskey
sailed from Devil's
bieef judging, evidently declares for the iin
■«díate subjugation of Cuba. Mr. Buchan-'an<^ lumber. They
an was the author of that notable document, i Pü,nl one. °'c,,ock 'hat day, the vessel
„ D , . „ ., . . , | going to Sagua la Orande Cuba; they were
Mr, Buchanan is now President, and who' lhll rly_Hve davs- jn luaking lhe
*" i that the doctrine enunciated in the | About thirty-five of the negroes died on the
passage. The passeng r who got out at Ca-
b.ndo came to Cuba with them. The ne-
groes were put down in the hold on a deck
•aid over the water casks, and fe i on beans
aud bread and ype.
When they put the negroes ashore at
_ Cuba, they went in the day time, lauded the
In reply, we give an extract "*6™* *fter 7 o'clock, and came ..ut at
• • t*_ i_ ... * _ : feix men were discharged alter land-
ing the negi oes at Cuba.
conference at Ostend, by the then Minister
to the Court of St. James, will be immedi-
ately put into execution upon the accession
of that same Minister to the Chief Magis-
tracy of the United States ? But what must
be the position of the South in such an
from the Memphis Eagle and Enquirer, and
h«g that our readers will pause and reflect
upoa its ¡«pert:
u Think for one memont. cool, dispassion-
ate, thinking men. What can the feeble
South do against such fearful odds? tío
óown^God knows she must—>he will go
dowa. Do the masses of the Democracy
think of this, or do they rush with a shout
fate—-they know not what ? Think of your
saany homes, men—of your dear wives and
children—think not that Gov. A. V, Brown,
nor any other Democratic leader, can or will
stand betwixt you and the thuderbolts oi
Wrath they are forging. Their great
speeches will not save you—you must sav.
yourselves Let Cuba remain as she is.
She is not our property. She ia part of
another nation. Lei us conquer the evils
that now afflict us, before we flng ourselves
into the arms of others."
Lira Witbout Water.—The day be-
fore we reached the Orange river, we fell in
with a kraal of Hottentots, whom to our
great surprise, we found living in a locality
entirely destitute of water. The milk ol
their cows and goats supplied its place.
Their cattle, moreover, never obtained water,
but found a substitute in a kind of ice plant
( mesembr y-au them mum) of an exceedingly
succulent nature, which abounds in those
regions. But our own oxeu, not accustomed
to such diet, would rarely or never touch it.
Until I hadactualy convinced myself—as I
bad often au opportunity of doing at an
after period"—that the men and beasts could
live entirely without water. I should have
had some difficulty in realising this singular
fact.— Anderson's Wanderings in South-
Only eight men
were found on board when they came out
fiorn Cuba—Baker, Silva, witness and five
men. Capt. Labradada, Antonio, Pollens, a
passenger named Lippold Drummon i, Franl,
Labradada, (a cousin of the captain) and the
cook, got out at Cuba.
Four men were discharged iu tae Chesa-
peake before the vessel was sunk—they
were ou vessels from Baltimore. Captain
Baker, Antonio, •« ituess and two others
were ou the vessel when she was sunk,
about eight o'clock at night. The holes
were bored in her in th.e bay—she w;.s run
ashore, the plugs taken out, and she was let
Witness shipped for Madeira, wishing to
.uake me look rhuniatic. and went down to
the liog pond in our pastur—but there this
nas liothin at all to do with old sheep, has
it! I declar I never was guilty of emigra-
ting from mi subject so afore. 1 do think
if anybody < alkeriates to tell a story they'd
better te.l it, aud not go off oil some long
rigmarole .alter nothin. Now, there's the
Widder liichards, she's the greatest case to
tell a story that you ever seed. She'll go
over all creation a teliin nothm ; aud that
critter actually thinks that my Cicero Eldad
is agom to be ketched in her yaller false
kuils- There, it almost decomposes me to
think of it; that critter my son's wife! I'd
rather marry him to a painted rag-bag and
be doue with it. They do say that it is a
fact that she d.ibs her face with butter-miliv
to make it look white, and rubs her cheeks
muden leaves to make 'em look red, and
puts lie on her hair; ami—let's see where
did 1 leave off? About my poor demented
husband comin in lookin so solemnnoly.—
Why he looked for all the world jest as lie-
did a g. eat while ago when he asked one
time alore we was married— but there, 1
might tell ye as well as not, how I cum to
hev ver uncle, and then you'll know all
•• Ye see, I was born and brought up to
Tattleville. and yer uncie lived over to Pun-
kin City. They all* rs called it Punkin
City becausc the folks over thar had a good
deal to dew with punkins. They used to
say that Punkin city folks* made all their
bread out of punkins, used the leaves for
pie-kivers, the stalks for clothes-pins, and the
shells—only think of it. child, they had'nta
single dish but what was a punkin shell.
•B it there, you know if folks could'nt
talk they could'nt say nothin ; and taint no
use to believe everything you hear.
" Well, oqe time there was to be a Teat
husking party at Deacon Liesingles'; h was
as the poets say. in the golden autumn time,
though or the life of me, I never Could see
what made 'em call it so; there's precious
iittle gold about it. anyhow. I was acquain-
get to his own home at Cadiz, Spain. Be-'ted with Jerusha Liesingle. the deacon's
lore they left the vessel, after she was sunk, eldest darter. (The deacon was a widderer. j
three pilots came aboard the next morning. She ana me were great Cronies, 1 can tell ye.
Tne mate. Antonio Silva. I.ft Pmey Point a,,d the way we used to go it when we got
the day they got there; the others went up together was a caution. Jerusha had the
to Washington in a steamer three davs after. of the work to do; so the day albre the- it was almost allers make a hencoop with
Witness then came to Baltimore, and went' huskirf she sent forme to come over and Micajah. or a hob-sled with Micajah, or
oil' that evening. The chronoinfeter ou ! help her fix. I was tickled to death to. go.
board, Labradada took ashore wi£ him at ■s0 1 Pul 00 my new calico dresss—there
Sa^ua la tíraude, Cuba.—Philadelphia how well I do remember that dress. It was
Ledger. Oct. 25th. a red snd yaller stripe, with a sprig 0f roses
—i ¡every ftow and theu onto it. It was made
Mohuonism. — Late European advices ' with short sleeves, and I put on my long
tile that .Worinomsiu is making such pro-: sleeved spencer; it was afore these basket
_ i. - — • Ll waists cum in fashion, we diu'nt have no
such.fbolish names in them good old times;
well^i put on my long-sleeved spencer to
keeptny gown clean—and gay as a peacock.
gress in Denmaak ¡is to excite considerable
alarms in the minds of religious and reflect-
ing men. Petitions have been sent in large
numbers to the Government, asking that
the Mormons may be restricted from toe
more public practice of their ceremonies.
wftt over to the deacon's.
. *La*t> a-massy sake I sich a cluttered up
_ place as that kitchen was I never did see.
On his death-bed, a humorist requested Üüay had been churnin; thar sot the churn
that no one might lie invited to his in ier*¡. half full oi buttermiU, rite iu the middle of
because.' sighed the dying wag, "it is^a the floor; and the dinner didies was'ut
civility I can never repay."
sink smellif^^^the butter ladle. Poor
Jerusha! her face was redder than a June
ptney-. and her eyes looked like two holes
burnt in a red blanket. She was into the
suds up to her elbows, wasliin table cloths
for the great casion. and her little sister.
Iluldah. was out pickin up chips to make
the fire kindle.
'• Well. Jerusha." sez I, ".now jest tell us
what you want done, and here's the gal that's
ready to propel."
" Let me see," sez she. ''there's the attic
beds to make, and the fore room to sweep,
and the dishes to wash, and two cracked
pudding dishes to sew together, and the
coffee to grind, and the knives to scour, and
then there's the cooking; let n e think; I
baked the gingerbread and fried the turn
overs yesterday, and this forenoon I made
the punkin pies, so all we'll have to do will
be to make the apple and mineo pies; we
shall want two dozen of each kind, and then
there's the doughnuts and the flour bread
" Well, I went into the work, hammer
and tongs, as Shakspeare says and the way
things had to stand round was astonishin.
I made all the beds and washed the dishes,
and then 1 went to cookin. Sakes alive!
Sich a ma>ter sight of pics and sugar as it
did take. But Jerusha was determined to
have things real nice. u For." sez she.
"father has gin some of the Punkin City
fellers an invite, and I want them to know
that there's some folks in the world besides
'• This was like addin dry hcmlock wood
to the fire of my smartness, and I flew round
till my feet hardly teched the floor. By
sunset everything was ready. The biggest
pewter platter was scoured and put in the
best room; for in them days it was the
fashion after the corn was husked to rejourn
to the fore room and spend an hour or two
in plays; and rolling the plate was one of
the best pJavs we had. Why, that night.
Micajah and I—but there, I'm gettin before
in y story. I sot all the pies on the great
meal chest.in the rough room to cool; and
a smashin lot there was of 'etn, I can tell
ye. 'Twould have made your mouth water
to have seen 'em with the rich, spicy juice
curlin out through their flaky kivers. By
and by the deacon and his men came in to
luchcon. The deacon, he Complimented me
on my rosy clieeus; said they looked like
two great Baldwin applos. The deacon was
a very poetical man. the deacon was. Well,
putty soon the huskin folks begun to arrive.
The men they all wedt straight to the barn,
and the girls came into the house to fix up
a little. There was Debby Bean, and Becky
Dorbon, and Sally Wade wood, and Poll
llammerton, and Kitty Blake, and Anne
Grudge, and lots of others, as the potheca-
ries say of their medicines. '• too numerous
to mention." We went on to the barn after
we'd smoothed our hair a little, and was
soon as busy as the busiest. Everybody,
that is. all the boys, was trying to find a
red t ar of corn, and jokes flew around lively.
I kind of cast sheep's e3Tes around on the
ordinance, and saw a good many strange
faces that I suspected cum from Punkin
City Somehow I to >k quite a likin to a
feller that sot opposite to me, he looked so
pert and spry.
"Isaw him huskin away like all possess-
ed. and by in c dy he up and hollered—• I've
got a red ear ! hooray ! now. gals, look out.'
And I toll }-ou he did flourish round there
among the gals to an awful rate. I do bo-
lieve he kissed Poll llammerton full a dozen
times. I never could see what there was so
ex tract in about that eal, but all the fellers
was allers a trailin after her,
•' I felt quite jellous of her, but my jellesy
sez I; but what'll you do for a rope ? Why,
sez she. we'li uncord a bedstead; so up
stairs we went, and tumbled beds and bed
clothes on to the floor, and got the bed cord
—and sich a tearing time they had with it
Micajah kept strikin at my hand all the
the time, and I felt quite flattered by his
" When we got ready to go home the boys
all went out doors and stood reddy to catch
their favorite gals as they cum out; and
don't you think the minit I stepped my foot
outside the door, up cum Micajah and stuck
up his arm to me. Jest to spite Poll llam-
merton I took it. and off we marched as
grand as the Emperor of England. That
was the way our acquaintance begun. And
afore we'd got to my home that night Mica-
jah asked me to keep company with him.
did'nt hardly know what to tell him, but
stopped a minute or so. thinkin how bad
Poll llammerton would feel if I got a beaux
first, and then I told him I'd be happy to
see him at our house any time when he
could make it handy. He did'nt need
second invite; and every Sunday evening
he'd cutn drest up in his go-to-meet-inables.
and he'd stay and stay till the cocks crowed
in the morning. Byrne bye, one mornipg,
jest afore he was agoin to start for home,
he got up. give his hat a twirl or two, but-
toned up his cost, and then unbuttoned it
again, and sez he, with an awful cough, that
made me shudder, it sounded so much like
the cough that goes with the meazles—
Hannah," sez he. "ahem! I've been keep-
in company with you some t:me, and—ahem,
ahem—I've been thinking that I'd like to
change my sitiwation; and, in fact—I want
to marry you."
That was the hull of it. I need'nt tell
you what I sed, for you know I had your
uncle whether I sed yes or no. Dear, dear
man, how tickled he was- Btit there, he
did'nt looked half so pleased as he did when
our Ilepzibah Abigail first began to go alone
A tickelder critter you never did see.
•'Speaking of her makes me think—did
I ever tell you how we cum to give our
only darter sich an outlandish name? Well,
you see—there, as true as'I'in alive, there's
that rising to set for the bread in the mom-
io, so I shall have to put off tellin ye until
to-morrow night. Then when I git my
knittin work, and git set down, you shall
have the hull particulars."
was all compelled when he cum up to m¿ ^ , 7, \4,,, ?
' r t i \ >.increased a thousand fold; for,
Laws-a-massy sez I. I never can let yon— . u ,u
t í • l , crowing country, we have these
<;o away now. 1 am t in favor of sich do- ° . .i _ , .l
in favor of sich do
ins.' But he never paid the least attention
to me. .but kissed me full as many times as
he had Poll. (How mad she was.) My
face was all in a blaze. 1 was actilly ash-
amed. He sot down and broke off the hard
cobs for me, and talked in such a polite way
to me that I soon forgot how shaller he
had acted with Poll.
'■ Well, arter a while the great barn floor
was e'eared. and the yaller corn lay bright
and shining in big heaps by the hay mows.
Then all hands started for supper. The
men went to the pump and scoured up their
hands and faces, and we put supper on the
'• 'Twas well that we baked a dozen more
pies than we calkuUted on. for the way the
vittels disappeared was alarming. I began
to fear that Joe llammerton (Poll's brother)
would'nt survive it, for ho eat broad and
btitter enough for two men. and then he
down with a pint bowl full of apple sass,
and then went dipping into the dough nuts,
and he nef^- stopped till he'd swallowed
ten of the biggest ones. Then Jerusha
passed him the puddin. and he eat propor-
tionately of that. Then he swallowed a
whole paleful of gingerbread, and when he
got to the pies, as true as you're alive, he
actilly devoured two punkin pies, and seven
apple turnovers. The greatest wonder to
me was where he contrived to composite so
'• After awhile supper was over and we
all rejourned to the fore room. The old
pewter plate was soon diskivered and we
all jined playin. I don't know how many
times Micajah kicked that platter over when
my number was called a purpose, to have
me judged. But I did'nt care for that, for
something of that kind.
" There was a good heap of coals on the
hearth, for it was rather cool, and once Mi-
cajah he went to kick over the platter, when
law sakes his foot slipped, and that platter
went rite into the middle of them red hot
coals. How he did jump; but twan't no
use. for one side of it was melted ch*an off
before any bod)' could forsee it. Micajah.
he felt awfully ab >ut it. buc Jerusha told
him not to lay it to heart, 'twas no conse-
quence; and we went on with our plays.
Somebody proposed to play Copenhagen,
and it would inquire a rope to play it with.
None of our Tattleville folks knew how to
do it, and Jerusha callefi me out in the entry
7 ___ and asked me if I thought they'd hang any-
wabhed, aud the cat was actually up in the body if they played it. Law no, Jerusha,
WHEAT GKOWnrQ IN;TEXAS
Wc make the following'extract from De
Cordova's Immigrant and Traveler's Guide
Book. for 1856:
The adaptation of the soil and climate of
Northern and Northwestern Texas to the
production of wheat, is no longer doubtful;
the raising of large and increasing crops of
wheat in Northern Texas has become a fixed
fact, and ample testimony has this season
been produced in the shape of thousands of
bushels raised in that Section of country—far
more than will be required to serve the in-
habitants. and the large number of emigrants
now flocking in. In June last, wheat could
be bought in the neighborhood of Bonham.
in Fannin county, at GO cents per bushel, and
there is but little doubt that the whole tirop
of those who required money, could have
been purchased for 50 cents per bushel, a
price lower than it could be obtained in any
part of the world; and, even at these low
figures, so easily can this article be produced
and prepared for market, that the farmers
are growing rich by cultivating it. Under
these circumstances, all that is necessary to
increase the cultivation of wheat in that sec-
tion of country is. that proper facilities for
transportation, in the shape ol Railroads, be
ished. when the quantity; raised Will be
as a wheat
these decided ad
vantages over any other, and that is the early
period that our crop comes to maturity
joined to the weight of the grain. In ordi-
nary years, our wheat is ready for the mill
early in June, and when the road leading to
Vicksburg. or the Galveston, Houston and
Henderson Railway is completed, the facili-
ties furnished by these roads to push our
crop at once to an early market. Will sefcure
to the farmers a handsome profit 5 for a
higher rate will be paid for fresh ground,
sweet flour, made from new wheat, than
from the flour made from old wheat, m Mis-
souri and Ohio, which, at this season Of the
year, loses much of its sweetúess, and is only
used because no better can be obtained. Be-
sides, what is not wanted for home consump-
tion, would be readily taken for the Euro-
pean and West iridia markets, which could
be easily shipped from Galveston.
The State Gazette, with the assistance of
the members of the Legislature from various
counties, has compiled a table, showing the
product of wheat in the various countiés of
Texas for the year of 1856. The Gazette
gives the product in sixty-niue counties
(some forty counties producing none) at
1,438.212 bushels. A number of the coun-
ties named produce very heavy crops, viz:
Burnett. 10.000; Cass. 28.000; Cherokee,
20,000; Collin, 130.000; Cooke, 20.000;
Coryell. 15,000; Dallas, 120.000; Denton,
10.000; Ellis. 50.000; El Passo. 100.000;
Fannin. 125.000; Grayson, 100.000; Hen-
derson, 25.000 ; Hill. 20,000; Hopkins. 50>
000; Hunt. 55 000 ; Johnson, 30.000;
Kaufl'inan, 60 000; Lamar, 100,000; Mc-
Lennan. 30000; Navarro, 30,000; Red
River. 100,000 ; Tarrant, 40,000 ; Upshur,
20,000; and Williamson 25,000; or 1,313,-
000 bushels in twenty-five counties alone.
The Gazette says, that the citizens of Collin
are furnishing the United States Govern-
ment at Fort Washita, with flour at the low
rate of $2 75 per cwt., or at about $5 50
per barrel. The "Frontier Patriot " says;
New wheat is selling in this couuty for fifty
ceuts per bushel and under.
An elk, with large branching horns, was
recently harnessed to a buggy, and driven
through the streets of St. Paul, Minnesota.
Some Sport.—Twelve sportsmen went
down from Petersburg, Va*. to Broadway,
oi) the Appomatox, last week, in pursuit of
sora. Upon counting the game, it was as-
certained that the twelve had succeeded in
killing sixteen hundred of the delicious
birds. One gentleman, alone, realized 220
as the result of his sport.
DISSOLVE THE TOIOH!
Dissolve the Union! Who would part
The chain that binds us heart to heart t
Each link was forged by sainted sires
Amid the Revolution s fires:
And cooled—oh, where so rich a flood!—
In W arreu's and in Sumpter's blood,
Di&sdlve the Union! Be like Franco
When " Terror " reared her bloody lance,
And man became destruction's cilild,
And woman, in her passion wild,
Danced in the life-blood of her Queeii,
Beside the dreadful guillotine!
Dissolve the Union ! Roll away
The spangled Flag of Glory's day j
Blot out the history of the bravé,
And desecrate each Patriot's grave;
And then above the wreck of years,
Quaff an eternity of tears.
Dissolve-the Union ! Can it bé
That they who speak such words aré free ?
Great God ! Did any die to save
Such sordid wretches from the grave—
When breast to breest and brand to brand,
Our patriot-fathers freed the land?
Dissolve the Union ! Ho f Forbear!
The sword of Damocles is there;
Cut but the hairt and earth shall know
A darker, deadlier tale of wo-,
Than Hist'ry's crimson page has told;
Since Nero's car in blood e'er ro.led.
Dissolve the Union ! Speak yfe hills,
Ye everlasting mountains cry ;
Shriek out ye streams and mingling rills,
And ocean roar in agony
Dead Heroes ! leap from Glory's sod I
And shield the manor of your God!
« O it
ADDAESS TO SLEEP.
These lines, from the pen of Misa Kim-
ball, a contributor of the Home Journal, are
The beautiful gate oif sleep is barred !
O Angel within!
The panels of pearl with diamonds starred,
Give back no sound to my feeble knock;
I have no key that will turn the lock!
How long must I wait t
O evermore and forevcrmoro
Must I stand at the Beautiful Gate?
My garments are thin—my sandals worn!
Sweet Angel within ! [thorn!
How piercing the blast—how sharp the
The night is cheerless—the wind is wild!
My bruised heart sobs like a pitiful child !
How long must f wait ?
O evermore and forevermore
Must 1 Stand at the Beautiful Gate?
If I were a Queen I'd give my crown;
O Angel within!
Or famed. I would lay iny laurels down ;
Or ricii. I'd yield thee my treasured gold,
For thy sweet shelter from rain andc'old!
How long must I wait ?
O overmore and forevermore
Would I pass through the Beautiful* Gate
A TORONTO FOG.
We clip the following acc'oünt of a fog.
from the Toronto Colonist of the 21st ult
We have, in our travels, by land and by
sea, frequently been covered with a ves-
titure of fog, but have never yet encounter-
ed, and hope we nerer may. such a fog.—
The Colonist says:
•' We had a tremendous fog—a fog cover-
ing land and water—a fog exceeding Lon-
don fogs—an exceedingly damp and dismal
fog—a fog sufficient to account for a tempo-
rary deragement of mind of half the pilots
and steamboat captains on the lake—a fog
that would be deemed sufficent cause for any
number of coughs and catarrhs. It was so
substantial that samples Of it might have
been cut out and ericlosed in a letter. It
sommenced on Saturday evening, it lasted
through Saturday night it concealed the sun
from us on Sunday, it lasted throdgh Sun-
day night, it partially cleared away yester-
day afternoon, and exhibited the sun like an
old shilling pié with the coat of arms rub-
bed off; it came on thicker again last night,
and settles down on the face of the e&rth
with the solidity of an established institu-
tion. It may last a day, or it may last for
week, or a month. * It is with us, and
seems bound to remain.
THE EARTH'S INTERIOR
In the course of a paper before the Scien-
tific Congress, at Albany, by Dr. Winslow,
he observed that the more a geological stu-
dent contemplated the sedimentary strata,
the more he must become convinced that the
solid crust of the planet is a yielding en-
velope of no gl-eat thickness, overlaying a
globe of fluid, subject to dynamical influ-
ences of such vast power, that mountains
and continents undula'e upon it.as fields of
ice follow the tidal action of the sea. The
causes and forcers of these vast phenomina
were considered to be tension and dynamical
agency of the molten and fluid matter in a
state of. motion underneath. Some think
this motion corresponds with the tides, and
a French savan attributes it to the action of
the moon. Dr. iVinslow attributed it to
the action of the sun, and supported his
theory on the ground that these phenomena
occur more frequently when that body is
nearest the earth, as in winter, at which
time more volcanic eruptions occur than at
auy other season.
DUncÚLTUB OF LIFE.
A thunder cloud looks dark and terrific
at a distance, but when it approftches
it assumes a lighter appearance and passes
off. leaving the heavens calm and delightful.
Thus it is with the difficulties of life. Seen
at a distance, they are large and formidable;
With faith and courage we press on. with
a steady eye and strong heart,*ftnd what ap-
peared like monntaius before, have dwindled
into molehills. Now prosperity attends our
steps, and everything looks bright and invi-
ting before us.
There are those who are forever looking
for and expecting some lion or other obsti?
cle in their path, and when they fail to dis- ,
cover the monstrous black, hideous thing;
their disordered imaginations are not slov
to manufacture something terrible. Such
characters you will find groping their way
in darkness and sorrow, doing enough daily
to keep the breath of life in their bodies. Ask
them why they dbn't go ahead, and do some-
thing, and they will reply, with a death-
groan or heavy sigh, " Oh, dear, I wish 1
could; but everything is against me." And
then their cadaverous looks arc",enough* to
give common men the blues, or something
worse. How common such characters.
" I have seen them
Like bodiu owlr, creep into tods of ivy.
And hoot their feara to one another ntfhtlf.M
A word to the fearful and trembling: Do
you know that while you are brooding over
the imaginary evils of life, the springs of
your existence are rapidly drying up 1 la
a few years more—perhaps days—yon wilt
waste the vital energies of your life, and sink
into the grave decrepid and worn out, when
you are but in the meridian of life. It it
true as Thompson says:
" Desponding fear, of feeble fanciei full,
Weak and unmanly, roóaéúa every power."
Have faith and courage. Look above and
beyond the gloomy circle in which you move,
and, instead of lurking in mouldy church
yards, among rotten bones and broken skulls,
hie away to the bright and beautiful in na-
ture. You will be men again. There (is
hope even for you. Take a fresh start this
delightful morning, and shake yourselves
thoroughly froni the sluggish weights of
despondency and sorrow, declaring with th*
"l My heart Is Arm :
T here' nought within th'«Jcotopa*lof humaalt*
Btot I would dare.or do. -1 ^
• Courage, then, courage! Rise with the
determination never to sink again, nor sit
despairingly beneath the harrow of despotf*
dency* W ith this resolution, your work is
half accomplished. Success will follow in
your track. —Handsboro' (Mies.) Reformer.
Prentice, of the Louisville Journ."!l, for
weeks before the election, pointed out to the
peopie of Kentucky how the State was to lib
carried for Buchanan. The Ohio election of
the 14th October, acted as a virtual Gere-
mander of the State. From then until the
4th. a continual influx of "black carpet-bag^'
poured into the State by every road and
by-path-. What party, we honestly ask,
could sustain itself against such corruption ?
Seé what_Prtutice says:
Every passing day bnags to light ne#
facts showing tie tremendous extent of this
boldest and most nefarious of all the polite
cal frauds of this era of corruption. When
we mentioned, on Tuesday, the names of
many of the best men in this viciuity who
had been eye-witnesses of the invasion of
the black tide, and could certify as to the
•act, we múht have added the names of Mr.
Daniel Doup, Mr. Robert Ayars, Mr. Isaac
Everett, and, indeed, all the gentlemen of
both parties who live on, or near the turn*
pikes, radiating from our city.
Yesterday morning, a gentleman of un-
questionable veracity, called at our office to
say, that, on the preceeding day, in coining
by stage upon the lower Nashville road, be-
tween the jiinction of the railroad and tied
Mill, in Hardin county, a distance of twenty
three miles, he met about thirty of these fel-
lows traveling on foot with black carpet-
bag . They .vere in squads of from five to
ten, and, when any ol the passengers in ths
stage shouted for Fillmore, the squads inva-
riably shouted for Buchanan.
A lady with a flushed face and Carbunded
nose consulting Dr. Chyne, exclaimed:—
\\ here in the name of wonder. Doctor, did
I get such a nose as this V' " Out of the
decanter, madam, out of the decanter," re
plied the doctor.
An exchange remarks that ano dust affects
the eyes so much as gold dust.''
The oxen out in Iowa live so long that
they have to put sticks on their horns for
their wri nkles to run out on.
"How is your husband this afternoon.
Mrs. Squiggs ?" '• Why the doctor says as
how as. if he lives till the morning, he shall
have some hopes of him ; but if he don't,
he must give him up,"
THE TOME OFJPIZARRO
In the crypt under the high altar are de*
posited the remains of the celebrated Pixar-
ro, who was assassinated in the palace hard
by. A small piece of silver, which I drop-
ped into the hand of the attendiug sacristan,
procured me admission into the crypt. De-
fending a few steps, Tentered a small plact^
some twenty feet long, quite light and white*
washed, which smelt and looked so much
like a comfortable wine-cellar that I caught
myself more than once looking round for the
bins and bottles. The first object I saw was
a large square tomb, surmounted by the
erect figure of an abbot, and close by, in a
narrow opening in the wall, I noticed what,
appeared to me to be a collection of dusty
rags, but a closer inspection proved that this
was all that remained of the renowned con"
querer of Peru. He has still on him the
clothes and shoes which he wore when he
was assassinated. Of course his body is
n thing but a skeleton covered with dried
flesh and skin, so that no features are dis-
cernable. The body is covered with the re-
mains of what was white linen, swathed
round him, but the dust of centuries has col-
lected on it, and turned it to a light brown
color, and it almost pulverises when touched.
The body is placed on a narrow piece of
plank, in a sloping position, and has been
placed in this hole merely to put it out of
the way. The folks in Lima do not think
anything of the remains of poor Pisarroi
and I dare say that a little money, judici-
ously invested, would procure foi any euri-
osity-hunter the whole of his remains.—vl
Ramble.Jrom Sidney to Southampton.
In ai Indian paper, the Plymouth Ban-
ner, we find the following advertisement:
■Lost.—A small lady's watch, with a
white faco, also two ivory young ladies'
woi kboxes; a mahogany gentleman's dress-
ing case, and a small pony, belonging to a
young lady with % silvery mane and tad.'
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