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branch of the profession,to the inhabitants of the town ,
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References— ,
Drs. Jacob Bigelow, ) Medical Professors
John C. Warren, > in
Walter Ciiannino, ) Harvard University.
N. Morse, Esq., D. Hknshaw, Esq.,
Kcv. N. L.Fbothinoiiam,D.D. B. Butler, Esq.
D^-Dr.
G. will be in Barnstable
at the house of
Mrs.
Racliacl Whitman , till Aug. 19, after which ho will be
at Yarmouth Port.
Barnstable, Aug. 6. tf
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Wo u0 ©wsamftiBr & o®o9
IMPORTERS AND DEALERS IN
FOREIGN and DOMESTIC LIQUORS,
No. 17 Custom House street,
And Cellar No. 70 } ¥»i
fact brought to li ght , we_no longer wonder at the
affluence of Cape Cod. She raises the most valua-
ble of all produc ts,men capable of authority and re-
sponsibility. Her youth are broug ht up to the ex-
pectation of commanding shi ps and seamen. While
other coasts raise sailors , she rears only masters.—
She can 't help it; it is her habit. The public ex-
pect it of her, and she has got into the way of it.—
And these young captains of coasters,India-mcn ,and
packets , it is, who pour abundance over this barren
Cape, ami give it such an air of universal comfort
and plenty, amid this sterility of soil .absence of com-
merce.and general dullness of industry of every kind.
For its good order , virtuous habits, intelli gence,
and worth , we must look to its Puritan origin , its
isolat ion ,and the substantial worth of its men , whose
very occupation makes them reliable , upri ght and
stead y. But we have onl y glanced at the Capo now ,
and must tell our benighted readers more another
time. So good bye till next week. II. W. B.
_ Never court the favor of the rich by flattering
either their vanity or their vices,
[From the Yankee Blade.]
BY MISS MOXSKY.
Certainl y I'm going into the country, if for no oth-
er reason , for "gentility's" sake. Do you suppose ]
wish to be seen perambulatin g the streets of a city,
deserted by all the "upper classes," and keep my
house open , while every one in the nei ghbor hood is
placarded "out of the city ?" Besides it is hot , and
brick walls do not refresh the vision like green trees,
t he Cochituate here docs not flow like the babbling
bro.ok,—t here is no "na tur " in crowded cities. I
feel impatient to be off—it' s getting so "vul gar" to
stay here ; nobod y calls, onl y fat Irish women are
seen in our streets , the coaches are piled hi gh with
baggage , and the hotels are filled with Southerners ,
transient visit ors, in quest of cool retreats, and rural
enjoyments.
It is very unfortunate to be married to a man who
has no taste for nature ! Now there's my h usba nd,
why, he had just as lief stay in his counting room, as
at the best hotel in the Union ; because he protests
our rooms are so airy, and his sleep ing apartmen t so
well ventilated. I df> think such men ought to live
and die old bachelors. But / shall go, and that is
the end of it.
Today, I have dismissed Betty, my cook, and the
chambermaid I shall take with me to tend upon
Bill y. I have no idea of being tied to a baby in a
board ing house. No, I shall dress, ride, wal k, go to
dinner , nap it, bathe , sit in my chamber and cool off,
and I have no idea of being fretted to death with
that child. Besides, who wants to be tumbled and
fumbled all over,just as if they were in nursery at-
tire ? No, Mr. Will y, your mamma will leave her
sweeting, and let Peggy put him in baby-jumper-
er-er—
Well, this is beautiful ! Here I am in the coun-
try ! How verdant the fields look, how thick the
foliage of the trees ! What if my chamber is rather
small ? Have I not a whole grove to range in ?
How vexatious that I did not bring out better
dresses ! My husband said any thing would do to
wear in the country ! Bless me, how the Dodds
were dressed today at dinner ! Silk bareges and
foulards, with white under sleeves, and splendid
embroidered handkerchiefs , just as if they were
at a city party. What could they have thought of
me in my plain linen ging ham ! I declare the coud-
try is not what it used to be ; the ease with which
we travel to the city, seems to make us all city fied !
What are those blotches on Will y's face ? Do not
expose him, Nancy, to the flies, they poison his ten-
der little flesh !
"No mam, it's not flies, but terrible varmint in his
bed."
Those tormented musquitoes, forever singing one
song, "wheea, wheoa ," distress me to death. Just on
the verge of a nap, and that hatefu l sound bursts up-
on my ear—flies , too ; right over the way is a livery
stable , which brings swarms in my room. The whole
house is hot as an oven ; not a room is shut, bu t sun
and air have full sweep wherever they choose to en-
ter.
That pastry was miserable today—it certainl y
must have been made of poor lard , or rancid butter .
The peas were cooked so much they resembled a
pudding ! My accommodations are not such as to
warrant twenty dollars per week, for myself, baby,
and nurse ; still , I wanted to come so much , I won 't
find fault.
They say by the sea side, wo are served with bet-
ter accommodations at the same rate. All the ladies
here are going to remove ! If my husband was like
ot her men , I would write him , and go too.
For once in my life I acted independentl y, and
under the protection of Mr. and Mrs. Green , Icame
to the seashore. I wrote my dear William I had re-
moved , and enclosed him my unpaid bill. I had no
idea so many "extras" would be inserted. I did not
trouble myself to reckon them , but they must have
amounted to full half the price of our board. I sup-
pose the nurse got most of them for "Willy."
The company here is very "select." I never
should have found such at home. We all seem to bo
on one level , and ming le at evening in the common
parlor where we talk as if we had always known
each other. People are not so aristocrat ic after all,
if you meet them half way. I wonder what my hus-
band would say to sec me in common chat with Com-
modore English , and Major Miffin ! I am going to
ride with the latter tomorrow ! He has a splendid
span of horses, and is said to be the richest old bach-
elor in America.
I wonder if all hotels are alike I Besides one's
board , you must pay for every thing. For a glass of
Oporto , mixed with sugar and water , and a few
crackers, twenty cents ! My room is terribl y small
and unco mfortable. 'Willy don't sleep, and nurse
says the same "bugs" infest our apartment ; but the
chamberma id says the house is old; and they are
woodworms. The days are very long, but I cannot
content myself to sit down to any employmen t, save
a game of chess, or a hand at whist. We ride, and
bathe , and sit on the piazza , and loun ge in rocki ng
chairs , till the hour for dinner. I confess it seemed
odd enough at first , but I am beginning to like it
very well.
Had a note from husband—caution s me a«ainst
receiving attentions from the -gentlemen. Does he
suppose I came here to be cooped up in my room all
the time ? I do wish he were like other men.
Would you believe it, just after I startedTora ride
with the Major , my husband , Mr. Gibbs, came dow n
to see what I was about? He wore his old store
clothes , and linen jacket, and I did feel almost asham-
ed of him. But then , it is convenient to have a man
to pay one's board , and get thorn new dresses. I
have lots of orders for him to take to the city.
The die is cast , and I must return. If Mr. Gibbs
was like other men, how happy 1might be, but, he is
really jealous of the attentions I receive here , and
says if I will return , he will take me to the Green
Mountains. "A wife loses her libert y," saij ray
Aunt Patty, "the day she is married. "
\bade my new acquaintances farewell this morn-
Going- into the Count ry.
Under the ausp ices of the New York Slate Agri-
cultural Society. This grand trial came off' at Alba-
ny at the time appointed , and lasted several days.
The jud ges appointed for the trial were present ,
as follows : Hon. A. Van Bergen , Coxsackie ; John
S. Gould , Hudson ; Sanford Howard , Albany ; B.
B. Kirtland , Groenbush. Absent, J. Delafield. Hon.
Peter Crispell, Jr., of Ulster County, was subst itut-
ed in the place of Mr. Delafield. A letter was re-
ceived from Mr. Delafield, expressing his great re-
gret that his engagements in taking the survey of
Seneca County, rendered it impracticable for him
to be present as he intended.
The trial commenced on Tuesday, June 4, on the
farm of J. J. Lansind , Greenbush. The stubble , or
old land , was first ploughed. For this 14 ploughs
weru entered. The trial of these ploughs occupied
the jud ges until Thursday.
On Thursday, side hill , and also subsoil ploughs
were tested.
On Friday, 20 ploughs were entered for sod land ,
stiff soil.
The trial of these ploughs was completed on Sat-
urday afternoon.
On Tuesday, June 11th, the trial on sandy soils
commenced on the Island opposite the city, above
the Boston Kail Road depot. For this trial 24
ploughs were entered , all of which were tested , and
the trial completed on Wednesday afternoon.
All the ploughs were tested upon each of the lands
with the Dynamometer, the same team being used
for each plough, so as to secure, as near as possible,
an equal draught , so far as the team was concerned ,
—the ploughs being guaged to cut furrows as near
as possible of a« equal depth and width. Wherever
there were variations , they were noted by the
jud ges, and will be taken into consideration in mak-
ing up their final award.
In addition to testing the draught while ploughing
the different kinds of soil,the ploughs were also test-
ed with the Dynamometer , by hand power, operated
by a windlass. This gave a stead y and uniform mo-
tion , and secured a fair test of the power required
to draw each plough—the soil and turf as nearly
equal as it was possible to obtain it.
It has been the object of the Executive Committee
to have this trial as full and complete as it was pos-
sible to make it , so that another trial could not be
necessary, unless some new and important improve-
ments should be developed. They are not aware
that anything has been overlooked on their part or
on the part of the jud ges, that would have made the
trial more perfect ; and it gives them great pleasure
to be assured by the competitors , and other distin-
guished plough manufacturers in the country who
were present , that their arrangements were in all
respects satisfactory, and the best calculated to elic-
it the qualities of the various ploughs, of any that
they had ever witnessed.
Every plough that was presented has been (ested ,
it is believed , to the full satisfaction of the compet-
itors. The exhibition of ploughs hrs probably nev-
er been equalled. Such has been the expression
given by gentlemen , both manufacturers and others ,
who have examined the ploughs presented and test-
ed , as well as the work performed by each. For
durability, neatness of workmanshi p and material ,
the perfection of finish , the adaptation to perform
the work of the farmer , it is confidentl y believed
that so fine a displtsy has not before been seen in an
equal number of ploughs. The work performed by
all the ploughs has been snch as merits and receives
the approbation of the great number of persons who
have been in attendance upon the trial.
The awards of the jud ges will be made as soon as
practicable , consistent with a due and careful exam-
ination of every question that has a bearing upon
the subject. The importance of their decisions is ap-
pare n t, and the subject will receive at their hand?
all that deliberate and careful consideration which
it demands. When the awards are made , they will
be annou nced to the successful com pet itors, and will
be made to the public, probabl y, at the Annual Fair
of the Society in September , when it will be neces-
sar y for the ploughs to which the premiums have
been awarded to be on the grounds , if not alread y
deposited in the Museum of the Society.
Matrimony.—If you are for pleasure—Marry !
If yon prize rosy health—Marry ! And even if
Money be your object—Marry I A good wife is
"Heave n's last gift to man"—her presence forms his
best company—her voice, his sweetest music—her
smiles, his brightest day—her kiss, innocence—her
arms, the pale of his safety, the balm of his health ,
the balsam of his life—her industry,his surest wealth
—her li ps, his faithfullest counsellors—her bosom,
the softest pillow of his cares—and her prayers the
ablest advocates of Heaven 's blessings on his head !
If you love the Creator you ought to marry , to
raise him up worshi ppers—if you love the ladies ,you
ought to marry to make them happy—if you love
mankind ,you ought to marry to perpetuate the glo-
rious race—if you love the country, you ought to
marry to raise up soldiers to defend it—in fine, if
you wish well to earth or heaven , you ought to mar-
ry, to give good citizens to the one, and glorious
saints to the other.
The scandal monger is no less contemptible than
the slanderer.
"William do you recollect the year your father
was born ?" "How can I ? I was a little less than 1
nobod y about that time, I reckon,"
Trial of Plough s,
The Crops and the Season
This is a wet season , and a late season ,—and may
we not say a hot and growing season ? If the heat
cont inues and the frost keeps at a proper distance,
we shall yet have an abundance of corn to add to
our large masses of hay.
But corn at present , August 5th , is about one
week later than usual. Opinions on this point we
know are various, but opinions in cases of this kind ,
not founded on some fixed data, are of little worth.
At what time do we usuall y commence plucking the
common large field corn for boiling ? Wh y, year
after year, for many in succession , we have been in-
to our fields and plucked corn for boilin g on the 7th
day of August. Last year we found none fit fro pluck
on that day ; yet it was a very good year for corn.
But the frost, in latitude 42°, held off throug hout
the month of September. This was a very uncom-
mon occurrence.
In Maine , too, on the banks of the Kennebec riv-
er, we have often had field-corn fit for boiling on
the seventh of August. This year we have early
garden corn now full in the milk. The prospect is
that field corn will be heavy, but very much de-
pends on the weather (luring the first halfot Sep-
tember.
Grain seems to be well filled , and the winter
wheat and rye were forward enoug h to be secured
during the good weather in July. Spring grain and
oats will not fare so well , for we have had many
wet days, and much spring grain suffers for want of
clear weather.
We hear much complaint of the falling and blast-
ing of fruit. Apples are said to drop in uncommon
quantities , and predictions of scarcity are made.—
But we think there is but little cause (or these com-
plaints , and that as many will remain on as the trees
ought to bear. The season has been too wet for
cherries and we have not seen many nice ones; but
we have had a good year for strawberries , currants ,
whortleberries, and all the small fruits.
The first ot August found more English grass
than is usually seen in this part of the country, and
much will be lost by hurry ing when the weather is
unsuitable. We should not forget the old rule to
make hay in sunshine. We shall yet have good hay
days before August passes awav.>—[Mass. Plougman.
tSiTThe fifth and last article of an excellent series
in the Boston Post, entitled "The Re-union of the
National Democracy on the Baltimore Platform ,"
concludes as follows :—
"The administration of this country, to be well
and safely guided for the whole Union , must be in
the hands of the national Democracy. Discord , dis-
aster and premature death in high places, in the
mysterious dispensations of Providence , have uni-
formly followed in the occasional successes of the
opposite party. The way is open to a safe return
of the country to that course which , for more than
forty out of the fifty years of her administration un-
der the Constitution , has been guided by the land-
marks laid down by Jefferson , and fixed by its Dem-
ocratic expounders ; and no true Democrat , in tins
crisis, and with the glorious future that is opening
upon us, should be found wanting to himself, his
party, or his country. That duty, we firml y believe,
he can fulfil onl y by laying aside all personal con-
siderations, all sectional jealousies, all criminations
of the past or the present , and resolving that for
the future his governing princi ple shall be the
Union of the Democratic party, North , West and
South , upon the Baltimore Platform for the salva-
tion of the Union."
Jack Ashouk.— Oka Sailor's Misfortuxes.
A gentleman riding down town yesterday morning,
tied his horse to a post on East Bay, while he trans-
acted some business. A sailor passing with a "wee
drop" abroad , and seeing the horse unattended , and
deck clear, "proposed in heart" to take a land ex-
cursion ; so, without further ceremony, he stowed
himself away in the sadd le, sli pped the cables, and
put out to sea in his new craft. But the horse, not
understand ing nautical phrases, and being unaccus-
tomed to the rider , soon became rest ive ,and increas-
ed his speed to the rate of nine knots an hour , and
Jack , loosing command of his craft , and missing his
moorings , wen t ashore in rather a critical condition ,
at the corner of East Bay and Venduo Range. He
was kindl y taken from the rocks, by some friendl y
coaster, and de posited in the marine hosp ital. The
horse was del ivered to the owner , and is supposed
to be out of danger; althoug h pronounced , by Jack ,
to be altogether unseaworth y; who also avers that
he will never sail in a suspicious craft again ,or leave
port in any vessel without a regular cleaiance.
[Charleston News.
Miss Lawrence , daug hter of our Minister at the
Court of St. James, was dressed as follows, on her
recent presentation to the Queen :—
"Train of rich white Moire , trimmed with bouil-
lones of tulle and bouquets of roses de Mai , lined
with white glace, with three skirts of tulle , looped
with chaldaine of roses, Mai ; blonde berthe. Head
dress— Feathers , blonde lappets , and diamonds. Or-
namen ts—Diamonds. "—[All the papers.
Mary Bumfrey, who sometimes claims a right to
the British Crown , was dressed as follows , on her
recent visit to June & Co.'s Circus :—
Train of common chintz , small variegated spots
on daik ground work , number of skirts not ascer-
tained , and the material unappreciable. Head
dress—the same old palm leaf, without feathers , hod
pattern , with a delicate outward curvature at the
brim , the better to enable the wearer to look sundry
ways for Sunday.
The Fahmkr's Cbekd.—We believe in small
farms and thoroug h cultivation.
We believe in large crops, which leave the land
better than they found it.
We believe in going to the bottom of things, and
therefore in deep ploughing.
We believe that the best fertilizers of the soil is
the spirit of industry, enter prise and intelli gence,
without which toil , limn , mnrl , plaster, bones , and
green manures will be of littlts usu.
The Mountain of the Two Lovers.
BY LEIGH HUNT.
We forget in what book it was, many years ago,
lhat we read the story of a lover who was to win his
mistress by carrying her to the top of a mountain
and how he did win her.
We think the scene was in Switzeland ; but the
mou ntain , t hough high enough to tax his stout Ueart
to the uttermost , must have been among the lowest.
Let us fancy it a good lofty hill , in the summer time.
It was, at any rate , so high, that the father of the
lad y, a proud noble , thought it impossible for a
young man , so burdened , to scale it. For this rea-
son alone, in scorn, he bade him to do it , and his
daughter should be his.
The peasantry assembled in the valley to witness
so extraord inary a sight. They measured the moun-
tain with their eyes—they communed with one an-
other, and shook their heads ; but all admired the
young man ; and some of his fellows looking at their
mistresses, thoug ht they could do as much. The fa-
the r was on horseback , apart and sul len, repenting
that he had subjected his daug hter even to the show
of such a hazard ; but he thoug ht it wou ld teac h his
inferiors a lesson. The young man , (the son of a
small land proprietor, who had some pretensions to
wealt h, thoug h none to nobility,) stood , respectful
looking, but con fident—rejoicing in his heart that
he should win his mistress, thou gh at the cost of a
noble pain ,which he could hardl y think of as a pain ,
considering who it was he was to carry. If he died
for it , he should at least have had her in his arms.,
and have looked her in the face. To clasp her per-
son in that manne r was a pleasure he contemplated
with such transport ,as is known onl y to real lovers %
for none others know how respect hei ghtens the joy
of dispensing with formality, and how dispensing
with formality, ennobles and makes grateful the re-
spect.
The lady stood by the side of her father, pule, de-
sirous, and dreading. She thought her lover would
succeed, but only because she thought him in every
respect the noblest of his sex, and that nothin g was
too much for his strength and valor. Great fears
came over her ,,nevertheless. She knew not what
might happen in the chances common to all. She
felt the bitterness of being herself the burden to him
and the task ; and dared neither to look at her fa-
ther, nor the mountain . She fixed her eyes now on
the crowd (which nevertheless she beheld not) and
now on her hand and her fingers' ends, which sho
doubled up towards her with a pretence—the only
deception she had ever used. Once or twice, a
daughter or mother slipped out of the crowd , and
coming up to her, notwithstanding their fears of the
Lord Baron , kissed that hand which she knew not
what to do with.
The father said , "No w, sir, to put an end to this
mummery ;" and the lover, turning pale for the
first time, took up the lad y.
The spectators rejoice to see the manner in which
he move* off, slow, but secure,and as if encourag ing
his mistress. They mount the hill ; they proceed
well ; he halts an instant before hegets midway,and
seems refusing something ; then ascends at a quick-
er rate ; and now being at the midway point , shifts
the lady from one side to the other. The spectators
give a great shout. The Baron , with an air of in-
diff erenee,bitesthe ti p of his gauntlet ,and then casts
on them an eye of rebuke. At the shout, the lover
resumes his way. Slow, but not feeble in his step,
yet it gets slower. He stops again , and they think
they see the lady kiss him on the forehead. The
women begin to tremble, but the men say he will be
victorious . He resumes again ; he is half-way be-
tween the middle and the top ; he rushes, he stops,
he staggers, but does not fall. Another shout from
the men , and he resumes once more ; two third s of
the remaining part of the way are conquered. They
are certain the lad y kisses him on the forehead awl
on the eyes. The women burst into tears, and the
stoutest men look pale. lie ascends slower than ev-
er, but seems to be more sure. He halts , but it is
onl y to plant his foot to go on again , and thus he
picks his way, planting his foot at every step, and
then gaining ground with an effort. The lady lifts
up her arms as if to li ghten him. See : he is almost
at the lop : he stops,he strugg les,he moves sideways,
taking very little steps, and bring ing one foot every
time close to the other. Now—he is all but on the
top ; he halts again ; he is fixed ; he staggers. A
groan goes throug h the multitude. Suddenl y he
turns full front toward the top ; it is luckil y alm ost
a level ; he staggers, but it is forward. Yes, every
limb in the multitude makes a movement as if it
wou ld assist him : see, at last ; he is on the top; and
down he falls flat with his burden. An enormous
shout ! He has won. Now he has a right to caress
his mistress , and she is carressing him , for neither of
them gets up. If ho has fainted , it is with joy, and
it is in her arms.
The Baron put spurs to his horse, the crowd fol-
lowing him. Half way he is obli ged to dismount;
they ascend the rest of the hill together , the crowd
silent and happy, the Baron read y to burst with
shame and impatience. They reach the top. The
lovers are fuce to face on the ground .the lad y clasp-
ing him with both arms, his lying on each side.
"Traitor 1" exclaimed the Baron , ythou hast prac-
tised this feat before, on purposa to deceive me—
Arise I"
"You cannot expect it , sir," said a worthy man
who was rich enoug h to speak his mind ; "Sampson
himself might take
"
his rest after such a deed 1"
"Part them" said the Baron.
Several persons went up, not to part them , but to
congratulate and keep together. These people look
close ; they kneel down ; they bend nn ear; they
bury their faces upon them. "God forbid they should
ever be parted more," said a venerable man : "they
can never be." He turned his old face, streaming
with tears, and looked up at the Baron : "Sir, they
are dead."
Wh y is a newl y opened dry goods store like n
house on fire ? Bocauso it starts all the belles of
the town.
Cotuit Port and New Bedford Packet.
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on the 25th nit., from Cotuit
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1 food's Hole. .Forfrei ght or passage
?' ^ACOTVri^ 11 PHINNEY , Cotuit l'ort, PERRY
board. ^^R , New Bedford , or to the master on
^——______ tf Cotuit Port, May 14
iW- at 6a l o IT !
~'1>l"'o and genuine Burning Fluid
** BOOKST?^
por gaUo11—f(H' salc at the COUN-
1Vbi °BE, Bivrnstablo. may 7
ing, and I think I have secured some pleasant friends
for life. But we must change our sty le of living. I
shall remove to a large swelled front house, and re-
furnish—?^ Mr. Gibbs talk as he toill.
It is now a year since I was at the sea shore.—
Would you believe it, that not one I met there , would
ever recognize me in the street, at home ? If I
spoke, t hey only replied , "we saw so many people,it
is difficult to recollect any but our old friends ; and
there was such a toss of the head—oh dear !