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feW**'-tod*-l-^vt%-Wfr~ rJv'V .tpafaft' -VCt> V .... * if*-: ' . ' ' ?<vT\ V,/-'.: ..?¦>. . / ^;;%1BST\ HÖMßB; T II DE IST OUB STATE; FINALLY TH.IlS NATION; THESE CONSTITUTE QTJR CÖUNTRT ¦¦ , - V.1 I-.- . / :* . . SATURDAY pr, JUNE .22, 1867. NUMBER, X8 .vf* ."*»>. ».». #».' tw. 1^ qmngebürg news. BMSllEI) AT OR AN G ElU/llG, C. S Ejerj Saturday Morning. . .>» ..rör{." . .:oi. .' ^mUCMi ~ DIBBLE, Editor. 1 *i »:>^tl . -t . ; ;-. * .y. ..... ¦^ö' " .ij'EilMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. Ons Copy fer-one'jrear,....,.;. $2.00 " Six. Months. 1.00 ... Threo. " ......_..i. 00 Any one making up a CLUB of FIVE ANNUAL. Subscribers will receive nn «im copy FREE OF CHARGE^ ft «. .»S-. . 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L. Parlour,! Orren Shular, T. O. Shular, W. L. Pou, J. W.'Sel- Jers, IL V/. Bates, J. W. UarbMir, Augustus Aviu- jfer, P. W. Avlnger, J. D. Zeigler, M. J. Keller,. J. C Holman. CoMuisflios'Ens or Fan: Schools.Orange Parish David L. Connor, J. R. Milhous, Henry N. Sucll, John Jordan, N. C. Whetstone, John Inabinct, Dr. 0,'N. Bowman, Samuel Dibble. Commission?:!-.* or FrkR Schools.St. Matthews ^ariah^-Petcr Buyck, J. If. Kcllor, Westlcy Houscr, ÄPhn Riley, J. H. Folder^Adam Holmuii. . iPost Offices in Oningcbnrg District. < OPriCKfl. . roSTMASTKUS. . jOrangehurg.Thaddeus C. Huhbcll. ;8t. Matthews.,.Mrs. Sully J. Wiles. Vnncc'B Ferry.R..M. E. A vinger. .Branchvillö.......Mrs. Amy Thompson. d'ort Motto.........John Birchmore. *&m**m~»m**m. ma' i ,i ULJL VJJ- Sclictlnl« South Carol ijiii Bail Bond. Down Pasmsnger, JiCaVc Columbia at.,. 0.80 A. M. .'. Orangeburg at.,. 10.Ü0 A. M. Arrive at Charleston....>. 4 P. M. " " Augusts..t. 5 T. M. ./.'}) 1'a.gsciigcr. Leave Augnstn at. 7 A. M. M .Charleston at.^. 8 A. M. Jff. Orangoburg at... 1.30 1". M. Arrive at Columbia at...«. Ö.30 P. M. Dotcn Freight. Leave Orongoburg at.......10 4. M. Arrive at Oharlclrtori at;..,...Li.Af.../V.10V. M. ^'J.v... height K (I LeaVe brango^urg at...........1.8B P. M. Arrlye at Co^jnVm at ..»..Ü.80 V. M. POETRY. Tho Prayof of tlib South. t.¦ " 1IT rAJUBB 11TAS." My brow is bent beneath a bcnvy rod! My face is wan and white with many woes, But I will lift my poor, chained hands to GoJ, And for my children pay, and for my foca, Beside the graves whore thousands lowly lie, I kneel.-und weeping for each slaughtered son-, I turn my gaio to my .own sunny sky, And pray, Oh! Father, may Thy will be done! My heart is filled with anguish, deep ami vast: My hopes are buried with my children's dust, My joys haTC fled.my J cars arc flowing fust; In whom, save Thee, our Father, shall I trust ? Ah ! I forgot Tho«, Father, long ami Qft, When I wnB happy, rich, and proud and free; But conquered'now, and crushed, 1 look aloft, And sorrow leads me, Father, back to Thee. Amid the wrecks that mark the focman's path*, I kneel.and wailing o'er my glories gone, I still each thought of hate, each throh of wrath, And whispers-Father! let Thy will he done. Pity my Father of tho desolate! Alas liny burdens are so hard to bear; Look doWn in mercy on my wretched fate, And keep me, guard mo with Thy loving care. Pity mo, Father! for His holy sake, Whose broken heart bled at the feet of Grief, That hearts of earth, wherever they shall break, Might goto His and fiud :i sure relief. Ah, me! how dark! Is this a brief eclipse? Or is it Night,-with no To-morrow's sun?. Oh! Father! Father! with my pule, sud lips, And sadder heart, I pray, Thy will he done. My iiiimcs are joyless, and n million mourn Where mnny met in joys forever flown; Whose hearts were light, are burdened now, ami . : loru; . Where muny smiled, but one is left to moan. And nil! the widow's wails, the Orphan's cries, Arc morning hymn, and vesper chant, to me; And groans of men, and sounds of women's .-igh*, Cotutniuglo, Father, with my prayer lo Thee. Beneath**,* «et.-ten Gjmtsand-tdnldr eft-dead.i tin!. how l loved each known, and nameless, one! Above-.their dust I l,mv my crownless head. And murmur, Father ! still.Thy will he done. All! Father, Th'nu didst deck my own loved land t With all bright charms, and beautiful n'rid fair; But formen came, and with a ruthless hand, Spread ruin, wreck and desolation there. oiruled wiiii giuum.of ail my brightness slioir1 And garmented with grief. I kiss Thy rod; J And turn my fnre, with (ears all wet, and worn. To catch one smile of pity from my Ood. Around me Might, where uli before wus bloom! - . Ami so much lost.alas! and nothing won! Save this.that I ran lean on wreck and tomb, And weep.an*! weeping pray, Thy will be done. And Oil! 'tis hard to sny.but said, 'tis sweet The' words arc bitter, hut they hold a balm: A balm that heals the wouuds of my defeat, And lulls my sorrows into holy calm. It is the prayer of Prayers.and how it brings, When heard in Heaven, sweet peace and hope to me ; When .Tesus prayed it, did not angels' wings Gleam 'mid the darkness of Gethsemane ? My children, Father, Thy forgiveness need! Alsts! their hearts have only place for tears; ForgiTC them, Father, ev'ry wrongful deed, And every sin of those four mournful years. And give thcni strength to bear their boundless loss. Aud from their hearts take every thought of hate; And while they climb their Calvary with their cross, Ohl help them, Father, to endure its weight. And for my dead, my Father, may I pray? Ah! sighs may soothe, but praycrjdiall soothe me more! I keep eternal watch above their cl«y. Oh! rest their souls, my Father, 1 implore! Forgive my lot's.they know not what they do. Forgive them nil the tears they made mo shed; Forgive thorn.though my noblest sons they slew. And bless them.though thcycurso my poor, denr. dead! Oh.! may my woes he each a currier dove With swift, white wings, that, bathing in my tears, Will heav Thee, Father, all my prayers of love. And bring me, peace in all my doubts and fears. Father I kneel 'mid ruin, wreck und grove, A desert waste, where all was erst so fair, And for my children and my foes-1 cruvc Pity and pardon.Father ! hear myf prayer! LITERARY. S E L E C T E D . 31USTAPHA THE PHILANTHROPIST. A TALE OF ASIA MINOR. [Continued.'] . Ho found tho camp in a state of horrible .chunour. .The Infidclahad made good a part of their promise, and were, adyancing to Con¬ stantinople, by marching over the bodice of.the d^M^^Mfc-issJIssssfcfcisiniV nrniir Thr nt'lirr wing was sproading out its plumage for such flight as it'could manage; in other words, one half of tlie Ottoman host had been soundly beaton, and the other half were running away. Ho also'found' his gallant squadron taking it for granted that he had gone the path of all beys who arc too wise for their generation, and who take coffee with grand viziers. But Iiis presence restored their discipline at once. Tho Muscovites were covering the field witlf squadrons of horse, nud mowing down every thing with their artillery. Mustapha moved his cavalry to the cover of a wood, formed'them with admirable skill, and then advancing on a division of Muscovites who were pursuing iu the heat of victory, charged through and through them, and cut them to pieces. Noth¬ ing could be more lucky for the Vizier ; .for in two minutes more he must have been a prison¬ er, or trampled under the feet of the Musco¬ vite lancers. The enemy, at this unexpected check, drew back, tuid the night falling, the Ottomans made their escape, glad to leave their tents behind them. This affair raised Mus¬ taphaa name prodigiously, and visions of glory began .to kindle him again. Tho first dis¬ patches from Constantinople displaced the slip- pur-makcr, and fixed the Boy at the ' bead of the forces, with orders to beat the enemy, and follow them to Pctorsburgh. But what was to be done with an army of banditti ? He in¬ stantly drew out a code of regulations. It was incomparable, and its announcement was hailed with universal joy. But its .first attempt at practice raised a mutiny in every corps* of the army. In this emergency, the 'new Vizier knew that his bead was oti his shoulders only till the messenger uf the mutineers could re¬ turn from the capital. He* resolved to turn the tables by a victory; marched that night to find the enemy; fuund them ; cut up their forage parties; drove in their outposts, and fell like a thuttdcrbolt upon their main body. The Th- iidcls" were slaughtered iu front of their lines, through their lines, and out of their lines. But day-break came; and,they rallied. The Turkish cavalry had by this time jumped off. their horsca,' and were packing iip the plunder of the camp. Mustnpbu's quick eye saw the danger . But all the kettle drums, and trum¬ pets of the earth could never, draw a Turk from his plunder. The battle turned. The new Vizier fought with desperation; ho gath¬ ered some bodies of horse from the skirts of the field, and bringing up bis thousand Ana¬ tolians, foriucd'tVc whole as a rey; ^uarö, jjut this was worse atid' worse. Their discipline was new to thnir count ryinon, and at the first movemeut all was confusion. With agony of soul Mustapha saw his last column of horse fighting like a rabble, every man in his own style. The enemy's artillery were now playing on ever)' battalion uf bis infantry; and his final look at the field showed them melting away like masses of snow'on Mount lj:emus. His next glance was at. the canvass roof of a Russian tent. His horse had boon knocked down by a sir-pound shot, and he had been stunned by the fall, and found among the wrecks of the field." So much for the new tac¬ tics. Was he now to give his next glance at the roof of a Russian dungeon '/ But this was a night of carousal iu the Infi¬ del camp. The general sent off a dozen cou- rtcto to St. lVfersburgh with dispatches, de¬ scribing tho battle as it scries of the most ex¬ quisite manoeuvres, by which he had drawn, the enemy into a night attack, nuu routodftheni at his leisure. Ho demanded crosses nnu rib¬ bands for himself, and inquired her imperial majesty's pleasure as to what chamber of the seraglio she would prefer for her present abode. But it is as impossible to keep the yellow- bearded Buss from brandy, as the black-beard¬ ed Turk from plunder. The captive Vizier was brought to the general's board; where he sat. until he-saw him and his stall' fall under it. He then threw the general's cloak over his shoulders, walked quietly to the sped where Iiis horses were picketed, found the sentinels asleep, each man with a bottle beside him ; led bis horse through ten drunken regiments, and flinging the cloak over the eyes of the only man whom he had found awake among fifty thousand, galloped off* en the route to the capi¬ tal. Indignant at the stupidity which had sent the army into the field hi a state which Tendered victory all but impossible, he paused only to draw up a statement of the whole transaction, present it to tho Sultan, and thus at once vindicate his own lame, and lay the foundation of conquests innumerable. The paper was eloquent, admirably argued, and the most imprudent thing iu the world.* The Sultan received it from, his anxious Visier with a look of the highest favor; even read it before be left the chamber, tin*" at every sentence exclaimed, that he was a Solomon. Throwing over his neck a chain of diamonds of inestimable value, he departed leaving the Vizier in exultation. But, as the door closed behind the retiring padisbnh, another-opened. The Sultan's barber entered, glancing his eyes "on the spot where the astonished Mustapha stoou; he commanded h'tH Janizaries to lake away "tho Anatolian Giaour, who yesterday .had the iuBolence to cull himself Vizier;" with further orders, "to lose no time in fixing the heacLjpf tho traitor on the seraglio goal, and the Quarters of the poltroon on the public scaffold." "Bong live his Highness Achmet the Vi¬ zier,'^, was tho answoring cry of the Janizaries, who jnstantly flung themselves upon him, and dragged him away, protesting against this vio¬ lation of all justice. B^t this, day was the anniversary of tho fmndn.s Santon Ahubckcr, arid on this, no criminal could be executed before sunset. Thrown into a gloomy cell of tho palace, Mus- taptfa called for one of tho cadis of the serag¬ lio, Jo receive his dying declarations of inuo- ccnO^j the question of his property, he took it for granted, was already settled by his execu¬ tion Mrs. He had now time to ponder on his owjftprocccdings, "What an infiuitc blockhead I nm.st have been," was his first congratulato¬ ry ojauul at ion ; "to trouble myself about patch- '"T^wp the brains of other blockheads. If I hid left the Osmauli to run away according to|jicir national tastes, T should now have been diffihg with the Sultan, instead of preparing to drii&k .sherbet so terribly against the grain, wmthc llouris." His soliloquy was inter¬ rupted by the arrival of the jailor, who ushered inj$A basket of dates, brought by a messenger from the cadi, to tell the dying man that.being invited to a ball at the Austrian embassy, he had scut one ot his scribes, to hear what he had to my. The detail was brief; for as it began, the sun was setting, and the last dip of hjarim in the Propontis was to be the signal O&lrriB parting with that head, which bad been oft so-little use tu him. ''Prince," whispered the Scribe, as be pointed to the sinking orb; "Aöre is but a moment between thee and death; what would'st thuu give, to leave the dupgeou behind theo?" "Lands. Treasures, all that avarice could so- iw.H," exclaimed the prisoner, his ardent na- -UM&f storting iuto sudden energy and hope. 'jWhat am 1 to do fur life ?" ^'Tnc fiisk is the simplest, j-et the most diffi¬ cult iu the world," was the reply; "It is, to keep thy thoughts to thysc.lf." Mustajdia struck his forehead remorsefully. ;>If from this hour T ever try to make the world wiser than it chooses to be. niay I bo impaled iu the Atttioidan!'' was the quick ex¬ clamation. The cadi's demit <. staiv4j?nd upon the floor, and a low rumbling noise was heard; a stone gradually slipped oii one side, and dis¬ closed a dark, winding stair. "Iu this cavern is safety." said tho young Scribe, and plunged in ; tho prisoner followed. The stair led deep into the foundation of the palace-; at length a glimpse of light was visi¬ ble ; he opened a grate, and the scii lay before them, broad, calm, and returning the silver beauty of ten thousand stars. At a signal, a boat appeared, starting from under the cy¬ presses which line the seraglio wall. The Bey sprang intuit, the messenger followed, and the steersman turned his helm away from the fatal shore, and hoisting his little sail, soon 1. mosque and tower far in the horizon. Mu.- täpha felt all the sudden elation of liberty. He lavished promises of opulence upon his de¬ liverer. ..You must, at least, promise me one thing." said the Scribe. '\Tt is, not to scud me back to Constantinople. Having obeyed my mas¬ ter's orders, I' must think of myself, and a re¬ turn to the shadow of the Sublime Porte would only substitute my head for yours." The pledge was given. The little vessel shot along, and by day-break it had reached the long ami narrow line of rocks which embattle the shore of what once was Ilium. The journey to the Karauiauiau hills was rapidly made; the Bey being informed by the young Scribe that orders bail been already sent oil' for the confiscation of his lands; and bis own energy being determined to counteract the blow if possible. They arrived just the evening before the Pasha of Karamanla, who was ordered to execute the sentence. He was >u daring, greedy, and licentious ruffian; and the sound of confiscation would raise a Turk of any degree from the bed of death. At day¬ break the trumpets of the Pasha were heard in front of'the palace gate. Mustapha would have fought for his inheritance, had there beeir time to summon bis people; but the Pasha was irresistible. His troop of live hundred Spahls instantly tilled the courts, and a glorious day of plunder was expected; but tho Pasha had no desire to indulge them with the treasure* said to be stowed up in the jewel-chamber of the palace. There, he proceeded alone. His sur- prise was excessive, at finding tho chamber al¬ ready occupied by a stranger, and that stranger Mustapha, who was supposed to have left his bones for the vultures. But the. Pasha's insQr lencc had qot left him. He declared himself come to take possession of the lands of "a traitor, in the Sultan's mime,".and followed the words by a sweep of his scymctar. He had provoked a dangerous antagonist. Mustapha sman*' aside, returned the blow, and rushed upon him like a roused'tiger; he followed it bv a second, and it was (sufficient. The Pasha's head rolled at his feet. His plan was instantly adopted- Knowing that successful rebellion nlwayB confers a title with the Porte he took the Pasha's signet from his finger, wrote an order in his name -com¬ manding the Bey Mustapha to be reinstated in all his hereditary dignities, and having sealed it, locked the body in the room, and- went forth to the poeplo. The Janizaries murmured, but the popular Voice was'against them. They drew their swords, Mustapha lifted hia finger, atid instantly a volley was bent from every win¬ dow, which laid one half of their number on the ground. The lesson was expressive; the rest laid down their arms,'called their Pasha a traitor who had led the sons of the faithful to bo butchered; and desired leave to cuter iuto the service of tho most magnanimous of 'Beys. Mustapha's sagacity told him that the Porte never quarrels with the bringer of presents. He sent the Pasha's diamond-hilted pouiard and scymctar to the Sultan, his purse to the Vizier, and distributed his horses'among' the divan, lie received by the return of his Tar* tar. a iirmaun from Constantinople, appointing him to succocd thji deceased Pasha, as a "re¬ ward for his extinction of a rebel,". and a prmnise of the first standard of three tails that fell to the imperial disposal. Anibition was now dawning on him again, and he longed to charge among the Muscovites, and bring off the heads of generals swinging at his saddle bow. Hut the cadi's messenger calmly pointed to the landscape round him; the mountains waving with forests of the most varied and vivid beauty, the plains povered with grain, the mosques, and minarets, the cottages and pas¬ tures,.and asked, whether this was not better than being resoucd from the bowstring, by the explosion of a shell, or being within five min¬ utes of the sharpest axe of the seraglio ? A8 the youth spoke the words, and made his obei¬ sance for having taken so great a liborty. Mus¬ tapha's eye glanced on his emerald ; the letters were still unintelligible, but they seemed to as¬ sume a less-cloudy shape. Ho uowgavo up the happiness of saving viziers,'aud being strangled for bis pains; and resolved to be as happy as quiet and wealth could make him? He went among his people, found every thing old, use¬ less, and absurd; made changes in all instances, and succeeded in nothing. The arts of hus¬ bandry had been tho oocupation of the peasant from tlto infancy of titno.' Tho arts them¬ selves had never gone beyond their infancy. Tho Hoy discovered a hundred improvements; the people were hard to be taught; in some in¬ stances, however, he prevailed on thorn in mere Obedience to adopt his new ploughs, his new system of watering their ground in the fierce beats of an oriental summer, and his new con¬ trivances for sheltering their cattle. But, for one example of obedience, there were ten. to the contrary. ''Intolerable fools!" exclaimed he, when, after a day of argument with a group of clowns, he succeeded only in making them puzzled and himself angry: "What is the use of throwing away one's ideas on slaves as dull as the earth they trend?" "None!" said the sententious young Scribe. Mustapha raised his aching head from the sofa, where he had .flung himself in keen vexation; and darting his eagle eyes into the countenance of his young reprover, expected to have frowned him into the depths of humiliation. But, to his surprise, he was met by a glance as lofty as his own. It was the first time he had dis-. tinctly scon that countenance; for the young Scribe habitually wore the deep turban of his profession, and his eye was constantly cast up¬ on the ground. Now, however, it was shown fully, and struck him as singularly expressive. It had the classic form, and somewhat of the melancholy impress of the tlreek statuc,"but it was enlightened by the full sp'.oudoi the Asiatic eye. The Bey grew silent; a fueling of awe. respect, and submission, altogether new to his Imperious spirit, iufluchced him, and from this moment he was conscious that ho had .a master. t^Tn oc continued.} HUMOROUS. Why is a bridogroom worth more, than a bride ? Because she is given away and he is sold. What is the difference between mico Und wt ..en ? One harms the cheese, and tho other charms the he's. '.Are you the mate?" said a man to the Irish cook of n vessol. "No," said he, "but I'm the man that boils the mate " A gentleman complaining of his too many friends, Patrick advised him, "Lind money to the p»>or ones, and borry of tic rich; then imthcr sort will throublc ycz." A young lady in San Antonio thinks of going to California to get married, for the rea¬ son that in that country the men folks "rock the cradle." iicr head's fight. When the first Greek fire shell from .Gü- more'ß Jbatyeries exploded in Charleston, a con¬ traband, who witnessed the spectacle, jumped' up and exclaimed^ "Sec dar! hell hab lud au egg Nice Boy.."Did the dentist kiss yon vsbvn "ho pulled jour tooth, pa ?" Fat- mm.."No, my sou. Why ?" Nice Boy.."Well, he kissed ma, .and s1h> said it took the ache all away; and I, 'think it « did, for^she laughed nil the way home." - ' I .^¦"ii i" ' I)r. Busby, whose figure .was beneath; th>. common size,.was oce day accosted; in a public coffee-room by an Irish baronet of eoloes») stature, with : "May I pass to my seat, O giant?'' When the doctor, politely making way, re¬ plied : ' * . ' "Pass, on pigmy!" '.¦:*. "Oh ! sir," said the baronet, "my expression alluded, to the size of your intellect." "And my expression, sir," said the doctor, "to the size.of yours." "I love you like anythitrg,'* sä|d a young gardener to his sweetheart-, pressing her hand. "Ditto," said she, returning the pressure. The ardent lover, who was no scholar, was sorely puzzled to understand the meaning of ditto. The next day, being at Work with his, father, he said: " «¦ .: "Father, what is the meaning oiditto*?? * ¦ Why," snid the old man, "this here is Ohe cabbage-head, ain't it ?" '.Yes, rather/' * ..Weil, that ore's ditto." "Drat it!" ejaculated. the indignant so»r "then she called me cabbage>!seaet L" -. ii m»i ¦ z PlIKENOT.OGIK.AL KaUACTEU of 31n.MA.OK Mimikry. Esq..Given at tlie office of Prof, Josh Billings, rfrakatical phrenologis. prise $4 . Amativknksh.Big. Sticks out like a> hornet's negs. Yew ought tew bo able to lov* the whole human familce-'with jure bump" at' oust. Yew will never be a widder. mag; n«i enny. Poi.ytiks.You have got the nutral wav A splendid bumb. Manny a man tin* gafrto» be konstabcl with half yuro bump.. CoMEATiFNESB.SleightUally. very much. You might fight a woman, but tuff mutch'. -1 should like to bet on the woman. * This bump- wants poultising. - ..- \'- Vitti.ks.Bi thunder What a bump^ ~t should think yd cud eat a boss and ^enrf, and clias the driver three miles, without-enny ^rae^ tis. Thunder & Lightening! what a bump C Let Barnum git his hand ou this bump^antj yurc fortin is made. What a bumli'I'. wliat » bump! .... Gkeeniiacks.Well developed1. A' gor¬ geous bump. A fortin to eiiuy man. Tfcs-aüÄ help but die rich if this bump don't go bWcS: on you. Georgius bump ! happe' man I die when you feel like it, doth won't hov onny sor¬ rows for yure relnshuns that this bump won>1t heal. Peter and His Gal. T hitcht my cheer up close to hcrii, shot my eye's, and trcmboualy scd: "Sal, - ^ou're -Xha very gal I've been hankcriu after for a long time. I love you all over.from the fia>tof your sole to the head of your crown, and I don't keer who knows it; and if you. say so,, we'll be jined in the holy bones of matrimony E phtribus union, gloria Monday morning, sis temper ty rann is. mm. compus mentis, world without end," sez I; and I felt as tW 'I had throwd like an allygatcr, I felt so relieved. With that she fetcht a skream, and after a while she sez, "Peter!" '-What id it, Sally," scz t. - Yes," sez she, a hidin of her face.- You may depend upon it I felt örful good. -Glory! glory!" scz I. "I must holler Sal, äi? . T'll bust open. Hooray Miooray! I cart jump* over a ten-rail fonoo. I can d" anything ft", fellow could, would, or orter do." With that I "sorter sloshed myself down by ^Ver anil clinched tho bargain with a kiss. Talk almul yer sugar.talk, about yer molasses.talk a-- bout nite blooming serious.they vrath't no* whnr; von co"'dh't have trot me to have tntntt -/.*(- . cj nigh 'cm, thoy would havö tasted soür arter th it. Oh, broohistraws' wit i sorghum Ineses- 011 cm ! of Sal's daddy hadn't bawled out, "IP* tim. for all honest folks to be in bed"." I drrBe¬ lieve I'd staid all nite. You'd ortcr s'cedjlter when I gat hum; I pulled dad outer bed attfl hugged him, I pulled jmam outer bed and hugged her; I pulled Aunt Jauc ontcr bed nh<t hugged her, I pulled the nigger servant carte* bed and hugged hor. --Dad," sez Ij "I'm go¬ ing ibr to get married." --Married!*' bawled dad. "Married," squalled marn, "Ycs, gft married," scz I, "married all over1" JJnodiii wedlock; hooked on for Worsor or bettor, for life and for death,' to Sal} X' am rifat'tftfc thing. Pcto'v Sporum, Esq," With that f up aud told thein from Alpher to Omcgnr. 'They wero mighty pleased and mighty witlin, and wc (N. 11.,SI'mean Sal aVd I) 'Were^3if64-
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My brow is bent beneath a bcnvy rod!My face is wan and white with many woes,

But I will lift my poor, chained hands to GoJ,And for my children pay, and for my foca,

Beside the graves whore thousands lowly lie,I kneel.-und weeping for each slaughtered son-,

I turn my gaio to my .own sunny sky,And pray, Oh! Father, may Thy will be done!

My heart is filled with anguish, deep ami vast:My hopes are buried with my children's dust,

My joys haTC fled.my J cars arc flowing fust;In whom, save Thee, our Father, shall I trust ?

Ah ! I forgot Tho«, Father, long ami Qft,When I wnB happy, rich, and proud and free;

But conquered'now, and crushed, 1 look aloft,And sorrow leads me, Father, back to Thee.

Amid the wrecks that mark the focman's path*,I kneel.and wailing o'er my glories gone,

I still each thought of hate, each throh of wrath,And whispers-Father! let Thy will he done.

Pity my Father of tho desolate!Alas liny burdens are so hard to bear;

Look doWn in mercy on my wretched fate,And keep me, guard mo with Thy loving care.

Pity mo, Father! for His holy sake,Whose broken heart bled at the feet of Grief,

That hearts of earth, wherever they shall break,Might goto His and fiud :i sure relief.

Ah, me! how dark! Is this a brief eclipse?Or is it Night,-with no To-morrow's sun?.

Oh! Father! Father! with my pule, sud lips,And sadder heart, I pray, Thy will he done.

My iiiimcs are joyless, and n million mournWhere mnny met in joys forever flown;

Whose hearts were light, are burdened now, ami. : loru; .

Where muny smiled, but one is left to moan.And nil! the widow's wails, the Orphan's cries,Arc morning hymn, and vesper chant, to me;

And groans of men, and sounds of women's .-igh*,Cotutniuglo, Father, with my prayer lo Thee.

Beneath**,* «et.-ten Gjmtsand-tdnldreft-dead.itin!. how l loved each known, and nameless, one!

Above-.their dust I l,mv my crownless head.And murmur, Father ! still.Thy will he done.

All! Father, Th'nu didst deck my own loved landt With all bright charms, and beautiful n'rid fair;But formen came, and with a ruthless hand,Spread ruin, wreck and desolation there.

oiruled wiiii giuum.of ail my brightness slioir1And garmented with grief. I kiss Thy rod; J

And turn my fnre, with (ears all wet, and worn.To catch one smile of pity from my Ood.

Around me Might, where uli before wus bloom! -.

Ami so much lost.alas! and nothing won!Save this.that I ran lean on wreck and tomb,And weep.an*! weeping pray, Thy will be done.

And Oil! 'tis hard to sny.but said, 'tis sweetThe' words arc bitter, hut they hold a balm:

A balm that heals the wouuds of my defeat,And lulls my sorrows into holy calm.

It is the prayer of Prayers.and how it brings,When heard in Heaven, sweet peace and hope to

me ;When .Tesus prayed it, did not angels' wingsGleam 'mid the darkness of Gethsemane ?

My children, Father, Thy forgiveness need!Alsts! their hearts have only place for tears;

ForgiTC them, Father, ev'ry wrongful deed,And every sin of those four mournful years.

And give thcni strength to bear their boundlessloss.

Aud from their hearts take every thought of hate;And while they climb their Calvary with their

cross,Ohl help them, Father, to endure its weight.

And for my dead, my Father, may I pray?Ah! sighs may soothe, but praycrjdiall soothe me

more!I keep eternal watch above their cl«y.Oh! rest their souls, my Father, 1 implore!

Forgive my lot's.they know not what they do.Forgive them nil the tears they made mo shed;

Forgive thorn.though my noblest sons they slew.And bless them.though thcycurso my poor, denr.

dead!

Oh.! may my woes he each a currier doveWith swift, white wings, that, bathing in my tears,

Will heav Thee, Father, all my prayers of love.And bring me, peace in all my doubts and fears.

Father I kneel 'mid ruin, wreck und grove,A desert waste, where all was erst so fair,

And for my children and my foes-1 cruvc

Pity and pardon.Father ! hear myf prayer!

LITERARY.S E L E C T E D .

31USTAPHATHE

PHILANTHROPIST.A TALE OF ASIA MINOR.

[Continued.']. Ho found tho camp in a state of horrible

.chunour. .The Infidclahad made good a partof their promise, and were, adyancing to Con¬stantinople, by marching over the bodice of.thed^M^^Mfc-issJIssssfcfcisiniV nrniir Thr nt'lirr

wing was sproading out its plumage for suchflight as it'could manage; in other words, onehalf of tlie Ottoman host had been soundlybeaton, and the other half were running away.Ho also'found' his gallant squadron taking itfor granted that he had gone the path of allbeys who arc too wise for their generation, andwho take coffee with grand viziers. But Iiispresence restored their discipline at once.Tho Muscovites were covering the field witlfsquadrons of horse, nud mowing down everything with their artillery. Mustapha movedhis cavalry to the cover of a wood, formed'themwith admirable skill, and then advancing on a

division of Muscovites who were pursuing iuthe heat of victory, charged through andthrough them, and cut them to pieces. Noth¬ing could be more lucky for the Vizier ; .for intwo minutes more he must have been a prison¬er, or trampled under the feet of the Musco¬vite lancers. The enemy, at this unexpectedcheck, drew back, tuid the night falling, theOttomans made their escape, glad to leave theirtents behind them. This affair raised Mus¬taphaa name prodigiously, and visions of glorybegan .to kindle him again. Tho first dis¬patches from Constantinople displaced the slip-pur-makcr, and fixed the Boy at the ' bead ofthe forces, with orders to beat the enemy, andfollow them to Pctorsburgh. But what was tobe done with an army of banditti ? He in¬stantly drew out a code of regulations. It wasincomparable, and its announcement was hailedwith universal joy. But its .first attempt atpractice raised a mutiny in every corps* of thearmy. In this emergency, the 'new Vizierknew that his bead was oti his shoulders onlytill the messenger uf the mutineers could re¬turn from the capital. He* resolved to turn thetables by a victory; marched that night to findthe enemy; fuund them ; cut up their forageparties; drove in their outposts, and fell like a

thuttdcrbolt upon their main body. The Th-iidcls" were slaughtered iu front of their lines,through their lines, and out of their lines.But day-break came; and,they rallied. TheTurkish cavalry had by this time jumped off.their horsca,' and were packing iip the plunderof the camp. Mustnpbu's quick eye saw thedanger . But all the kettle drums, and trum¬pets of the earth could never, draw a Turkfrom his plunder. The battle turned. Thenew Vizier fought with desperation; ho gath¬ered some bodies of horse from the skirts ofthe field, and bringing up bis thousand Ana¬tolians, foriucd'tVc whole as a rey; ^uarö, jjutthis was worse atid' worse. Their disciplinewas new to thnir count ryinon, and at the firstmovemeut all was confusion. With agony ofsoul Mustapha saw his last column of horsefighting like a rabble, every man in his own

style. The enemy's artillery were now playingon ever)' battalion uf bis infantry; and hisfinal look at the field showed them meltingaway like masses of snow'on Mount lj:emus.His next glance was at. the canvass roof of a

Russian tent. His horse had boon knockeddown by a sir-pound shot, and he had beenstunned by the fall, and found among thewrecks of the field." So much for the new tac¬tics. Was he now to give his next glance atthe roof of a Russian dungeon '/

But this was a night of carousal iu the Infi¬del camp. The general sent off a dozen cou-

rtcto to St. lVfersburgh with dispatches, de¬scribing tho battle as it scries of the most ex¬

quisite manoeuvres, by which he had drawn, theenemy into a night attack, nuu routodftheni athis leisure. Ho demanded crosses nnu rib¬bands for himself, and inquired her imperialmajesty's pleasure as to what chamber of theseraglio she would prefer for her present abode.But it is as impossible to keep the yellow-bearded Buss from brandy, as the black-beard¬ed Turk from plunder. The captive Vizierwas brought to the general's board; where hesat. until he-saw him and his stall' fall underit. He then threw the general's cloak over hisshoulders, walked quietly to the sped where Iiishorses were picketed, found the sentinels asleep,each man with a bottle beside him ; led bishorse through ten drunken regiments, andflinging the cloak over the eyes of the onlyman whom he had found awake among fiftythousand, galloped off* en the route to the capi¬tal. Indignant at the stupidity which hadsent the army into the field hi a state whichTendered victory all but impossible, he pausedonly to draw up a statement of the wholetransaction, present it to tho Sultan, and thusat once vindicate his own lame, and lay thefoundation of conquests innumerable.The paper was eloquent, admirably argued,

and the most imprudent thing iu the world.*The Sultan received it from, his anxiousVisier with a look of the highest favor; even

read it before be left the chamber, tin*" at everysentence exclaimed, that he was a Solomon.Throwing over his neck a chain of diamondsof inestimable value, he departed leaving theVizier in exultation. But, as the door closedbehind the retiring padisbnh, another-opened.The Sultan's barber entered, glancing his eyes"on the spot where the astonished Mustaphastoou; he commanded h'tH Janizaries to lakeaway "tho Anatolian Giaour, who yesterday

.had the iuBolence to cull himself Vizier;" withfurther orders, "to lose no time in fixing theheacLjpf tho traitor on the seraglio goal, andthe Quarters of the poltroon on the publicscaffold.""Bong live his Highness Achmet the Vi¬

zier,'^,was tho answoring cry of the Janizaries,who jnstantly flung themselves upon him, anddragged him away, protesting against this vio¬lation of all justice.B^t this, day was the anniversary of tho

fmndn.s Santon Ahubckcr, arid on this, no

criminal could be executed before sunset.Thrown into a gloomy cell of tho palace, Mus-taptfa called for one of tho cadis of the serag¬lio, Jo receive his dying declarations of inuo-

ccnO^j the question of his property, he took itfor granted, was already settled by his execu¬

tion Mrs. He had now time to ponder on hisowjftprocccdings, "What an infiuitc blockheadI nm.st have been," was his first congratulato¬ry ojauulat ion ; "to trouble myself about patch-'"T^wp the brains of other blockheads. IfI hid left the Osmauli to run away accordingto|jicir national tastes, T should now have beendiffihg with the Sultan, instead of preparing todrii&k .sherbet so terribly against the grain,wmthc llouris." His soliloquy was inter¬rupted by the arrival of the jailor, who usheredinj$A basket of dates, brought by a messengerfrom the cadi, to tell the dying man that.beinginvited to a ball at the Austrian embassy, hehad scut one ot his scribes, to hear what hehad to my. The detail was brief; for as itbegan, the sun was setting, and the last dip of

hjarim in the Propontis was to be the signalO&lrriB parting with that head, which bad beenoft so-little use tu him. ''Prince," whisperedthe Scribe, as be pointed to the sinking orb;"Aöre is but a moment between thee anddeath; what would'st thuu give, to leave thedupgeou behind theo?"

"Lands. Treasures, all that avarice could so-

iw.H," exclaimed the prisoner, his ardent na-

-UM&f storting iuto sudden energy and hope.'jWhat am 1 to do fur life ?"^'Tnc fiisk is the simplest, j-et the most diffi¬cult iu the world," was the reply; "It is, to

keep thy thoughts to thysc.lf."Mustajdia struck his forehead remorsefully.

;>If from this hour T ever try to make theworld wiser than it chooses to be. niay I boimpaled iu the Atttioidan!'' was the quick ex¬

clamation. The cadi's demit <. staiv4j?nd uponthe floor, and a low rumbling noise was heard;a stone gradually slipped oii one side, and dis¬closed a dark, winding stair.

"Iu this cavern is safety." said tho youngScribe, and plunged in ; tho prisoner followed.The stair led deep into the foundation of thepalace-; at length a glimpse of light was visi¬ble ; he opened a grate, and the scii lay beforethem, broad, calm, and returning the silverbeauty of ten thousand stars. At a signal, a

boat appeared, starting from under the cy¬presses which line the seraglio wall. The Beysprang intuit, the messenger followed, and thesteersman turned his helm away from the fatalshore, and hoisting his little sail, soon 1.mosque and tower far in the horizon. Mu.-täpha felt all the sudden elation of liberty.He lavished promises of opulence upon his de¬liverer.

..You must, at least, promise me one thing."said the Scribe. '\Tt is, not to scud me backto Constantinople. Having obeyed my mas¬

ter's orders, I' must think of myself, and a re¬

turn to the shadow of the Sublime Porte wouldonly substitute my head for yours." Thepledge was given. The little vessel shot along,and by day-break it had reached the long aminarrow line of rocks which embattle the shoreof what once was Ilium.The journey to the Karauiauiau hills was

rapidly made; the Bey being informed by theyoung Scribe that orders bail been alreadysent oil' for the confiscation of his lands; andbis own energy being determined to counteractthe blow if possible. They arrived just theevening before the Pasha of Karamanla, whowas ordered to execute the sentence. He was

>u daring, greedy, and licentious ruffian; andthe sound of confiscation would raise a Turk of

any degree from the bed of death. At day¬break the trumpets of the Pasha were heard infront of'the palace gate. Mustapha wouldhave fought for his inheritance, had there beeirtime to summon bis people; but the Pasha was

irresistible. His troop of live hundred Spahlsinstantly tilled the courts, and a glorious day ofplunder was expected; but tho Pasha had no

desire to indulge them with the treasure* said to

be stowed up in the jewel-chamber of thepalace. There, he proceeded alone. His sur-

prise was excessive, at finding tho chamber al¬ready occupied by a stranger, and that strangerMustapha, who was supposed to have left hisbones for the vultures. But the. Pasha's insQrlencc had qot left him. He declared himselfcome to take possession of the lands of "a

traitor, in the Sultan's mime,".and followed thewords by a sweep of his scymctar. He hadprovoked a dangerous antagonist. Mustaphasman*' aside, returned the blow, and rushedupon him like a roused'tiger; he followed it bv

a second, and it was (sufficient. The Pasha'shead rolled at his feet.

His plan was instantly adopted- Knowingthat successful rebellion nlwayB confers a titlewith the Porte he took the Pasha's signet fromhis finger, wrote an order in his name -com¬

manding the Bey Mustapha to be reinstated inall his hereditary dignities, and having sealedit, locked the body in the room, and- wentforth to the poeplo. The Janizaries murmured,but the popular Voice was'against them. Theydrew their swords, Mustapha lifted hia finger,atid instantly a volley was bent from every win¬dow, which laid one half of their number onthe ground. The lesson was expressive; therest laid down their arms,'called their Pasha atraitor who had led the sons of the faithful tobo butchered; and desired leave to cuter iutothe service of tho most magnanimous of'Beys.Mustapha's sagacity told him that the Portenever quarrels with the bringer of presents.He sent the Pasha's diamond-hilted pouiardand scymctar to the Sultan, his purse to theVizier, and distributed his horses'among' thedivan, lie received by the return of his Tar*tar. a iirmaun from Constantinople, appointinghim to succocd thji deceased Pasha, as a "re¬ward for his extinction of a rebel,". and a

prmnise of the first standard of three tails thatfell to the imperial disposal. Anibition wasnow dawning on him again, and he longed tocharge among the Muscovites, and bring offthe heads of generals swinging at his saddlebow. Hut the cadi's messenger calmly pointedto the landscape round him; the mountainswaving with forests of the most varied andvivid beauty, the plains povered with grain, themosques, and minarets, the cottages and pas¬tures,.and asked, whether this was not betterthan being resoucd from the bowstring, by theexplosion of a shell, or being within five min¬utes of the sharpest axe of the seraglio ? A8the youth spoke the words, and made his obei¬sance for having taken so great a liborty. Mus¬tapha's eye glanced on his emerald ; the letterswere still unintelligible, but they seemed to as¬sume a less-cloudy shape. Ho uowgavo up thehappiness of saving viziers,'aud being strangledfor bis pains; and resolved to be as happy as

quiet and wealth could make him? He wentamong his people, found every thing old, use¬less, and absurd; made changes in all instances,and succeeded in nothing. The arts of hus¬bandry had been tho oocupation of the peasantfrom tlto infancy of titno.' Tho arts them¬selves had never gone beyond their infancy.Tho Hoy discovered a hundred improvements;the people were hard to be taught; in some in¬stances, however, he prevailed on thorn in mere

Obedience to adopt his new ploughs, his new

system of watering their ground in the fiercebeats of an oriental summer, and his new con¬trivances for sheltering their cattle. But, forone example of obedience, there were ten. tothe contrary. ''Intolerable fools!" exclaimedhe, when, after a day of argument with a

group of clowns, he succeeded only in makingthem puzzled and himself angry: "What isthe use of throwing away one's ideas on slavesas dull as the earth they trend?"

"None!" said the sententious young Scribe.Mustapha raised his aching head from the sofa,where he had .flung himself in keen vexation;and darting his eagle eyes into the countenanceof his young reprover, expected to have frownedhim into the depths of humiliation. But, tohis surprise, he was met by a glance as loftyas his own. It was the first time he had dis-.tinctly scon that countenance; for the youngScribe habitually wore the deep turban of hisprofession, and his eye was constantly cast up¬on the ground. Now, however, it was shownfully, and struck him as singularly expressive.It had the classic form, and somewhat of themelancholy impress of the tlreek statuc,"but itwas enlightened by the full sp'.oudoi theAsiatic eye. The Bey grew silent; a fuelingof awe. respect, and submission, altogethernew to his Imperious spirit, iufluchced him,and from this moment he was conscious thatho had .a master.

t^Tn oc continued.}

HUMOROUS.Why is a bridogroom worth more, than a

bride ? Because she is given away and he issold.

What is the difference between mico Undwt ..en ? One harms the cheese, and tho othercharms the he's.

'.Are you the mate?" said a man to theIrish cook of n vessol. "No," said he, "butI'm the man that boils the mate "

A gentleman complaining of his too manyfriends, Patrick advised him, "Lind money to

the p»>or ones, and borry of tic rich; thenimthcr sort will throublc ycz."A young lady in San Antonio thinks of

going to California to get married, for the rea¬son that in that country the men folks "rockthe cradle." iicr head's fight.When the first Greek fire shell from .Gü-

more'ß Jbatyeries exploded in Charleston, a con¬traband, who witnessed the spectacle, jumped'up and exclaimed^ "Sec dar! hell hab lud au

egg

Nice Boy.."Did the dentist kiss yon vsbvn"ho pulled jour tooth, pa ?"

Fat-mm.."No, my sou. Why ?"Nice Boy.."Well, he kissed ma, .and s1h>

said it took the ache all away; and I, 'think it «

did, for^she laughed nil the way home."-'

I.^¦"ii i" '

I)r. Busby, whose figure .was beneath; th>.common size,.was oce day accosted; in a publiccoffee-room by an Irish baronet of eoloes»)stature, with :

"May I pass to my seat, O giant?''When the doctor, politely making way, re¬

plied :' * .

'

"Pass, on pigmy!" '.¦:*."Oh ! sir," said the baronet, "my expression

alluded, to the size ofyour intellect.""And my expression, sir," said the doctor,

"to the size.of yours.""I love you like anythitrg,'* sä|d a young

gardener to his sweetheart-, pressing her hand."Ditto," said she, returning the pressure.The ardent lover, who was no scholar, was

sorely puzzled to understand the meaning ofditto. The next day, being at Work with his,father, he said: "«¦ .:

"Father, what is the meaning oiditto*?? *¦ Why," snid the old man, "this here is Ohe

cabbage-head, ain't it ?"'.Yes, rather/' *

..Weil, that ore's ditto.""Drat it!" ejaculated. the indignant so»r

"then she called me cabbage>!seaet L"-. ii m»i ¦ z

PlIKENOT.OGIK.AL KaUACTEU of 31n.MA.OKMimikry. Esq..Given at tlie office of Prof,Josh Billings, rfrakatical phrenologis. prise $4 .

Amativknksh.Big. Sticks out like a>hornet's negs. Yew ought tew bo able to lov*the whole human familce-'with jure bump" at'oust. Yew will never be a widder. mag; n«ienny.

Poi.ytiks.You have got the nutral wav

A splendid bumb. Manny a man tin* gafrto»be konstabcl with halfyuro bump..

CoMEATiFNESB.SleightUally. very much.You might fight a woman, but tuff mutch'. -1should like to bet on the woman. * This bump-wants poultising. - ..-\'-

Vitti.ks.Bi thunder What a bump^ ~tshould think yd cud eat a boss and ^enrf, andclias the driver three miles, without-enny ^rae^tis. Thunder & Lightening! what a bump CLet Barnum git his hand ou this bump^antjyurc fortin is made. What a bumli'I'. wliat »

bump! ....

Gkeeniiacks.Well developed1. A' gor¬geous bump. A fortin to eiiuy man. Tfcs-aüÄhelp but die rich if this bump don't go bWcS:on you. Georgius bump ! happe' man I diewhen you feel like it, doth won't hov onny sor¬

rows for yure relnshuns that this bump won>1theal.

Peter and His Gal.

T hitcht my cheer up close to hcrii, shot myeye's, and trcmboualy scd: "Sal, - ^ou're -Xhavery gal I've been hankcriu after for a longtime. I love you all over.from the fia>tofyour sole to the head of your crown, and Idon't keer who knows it; and if you. say so,,we'll be jined in the holy bones of matrimonyE phtribus union, gloria Monday morning, sistemper ty rann is. mm. compus mentis, worldwithout end," sez I; and I felt as tW 'I hadthrowd like an allygatcr, I felt so relieved.With that she fetcht a skream, and after awhile she sez, "Peter!" '-What id it, Sally,"scz t. - Yes," sez she, a hidin of her face.-You may depend upon it I felt örful good.-Glory! glory!" scz I. "I must holler Sal, äi? .

T'll bust open. Hooray Miooray! I cart jump*over a ten-rail fonoo. I can d" anything ft",

fellow could, would, or orter do." With thatI "sorter sloshed myself down by ^Ver anilclinched tho bargain with a kiss. Talk almul

yer sugar.talk, about yer molasses.talk a--

bout nite blooming serious.they vrath't no*

whnr; von co"'dh't have trot me to have tntntt-/.*(- . cj

nigh 'cm, thoy would havö tasted soür arterth it. Oh, broohistraws' wit i sorghum Ineses-011 cm ! of Sal's daddy hadn't bawled out, "IP*tim. for all honest folks to be in bed"." I drrBe¬lieve I'd staid all nite. You'd ortcr s'cedjlterwhen I gat hum; I pulled dad outer bed attflhugged him, I pulled jmam outer bed andhugged her; I pulled Aunt Jauc ontcr bed nh<thugged her, I pulled the nigger servant carte*bed and hugged hor. --Dad," sez Ij "I'm go¬ing ibr to get married." --Married!*' bawleddad. "Married," squalled marn, "Ycs, gftmarried," scz I, "married all over1" JJnodiiiwedlock; hooked on for Worsor or bettor, forlife and for death,' to Sal} X' am rifat'tftfcthing. Pcto'v Sporum, Esq," With that f upaud told thein from Alpher to Omcgnr. 'Theywero mighty pleased and mighty witlin, andwc (N. 11.,SI'mean Sal aVd I) 'Were^3if64-

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