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Life at a Northern Watering Place.
Congress Hall, July 16, 1855.—In my last, I acquainted you, to some exlei.t, with the characterislics and habils, of a porlion of those ladies and genllemen \vho are al present crowding the hotels of Saratog.i, but I did not lell you all,— nor do I mean to do so now. There is a vulgar notion in ihe minds of ceriain unrefined men and women ihnt to make a " fine ajipearance" at a watering place or any fashionable summer resort it is requisite, only, lo have caskets of jewel¬ ry an ab'jndanceof silk dresses and laces of ihe highest cost,—lo be able lo move ill a quadrille and hop a lillle,—to talk the silliest sort ofgigle, and languish and to squirm a^wkwardly vvhile talking,—to eat pudding to ihe tap of a drum and the sound of a horn: in fine, to do every¬ thing that is unnatural, and noihing Irue; this to their taste, is ihe sum of fashion, the glory of life—all ihat is to be admir¬ ed, prai.sed or commended in a stay at this place.
To be sure there are exception.'^. There are many sensible persons here, who enjo); nature, drinks moderately of these mineral waters as they do of olher beverages—vvho appreciates ihe good¬ ness of their Creator and ihank him, in a becoming manner, for the richness of His gifts. But they are in the minority .and are seldom seen mingling with that other crowd, who conceive ostentation to be' the highest- elegance—swaggering arrogance to be dignil}-—tawdry display to be-lultury realized and typyfied—pre¬ tention to be good manners—vvho seek to disguise ignorance in vast salins and gliitering tinsel—like ihe clown in the circles and the mounted beggar—who, in fine, play such fanlastic tricks in this court of superficialities as lo make the rustics stare and sensible men cry. "Witness this Carnival of Dollars!" Shakspeare's Parolles is ihe model which ihe men imitate, but what the women, is beyond the limit of my experience. Were wise Tony Lumpkin here, how he vvould open his big eyes and spread his face with laughter, and exclaim anew, "one vvould think their aunt a colonel and their moiher a justice ofihe peace!"
What is the necessity for all this »on- sense? Does health exact it—does long iife exact it—does anything essential lo the nalure and well being of man or wo¬ man exact such " playing*' of parts? Can't we have a little of that domestic comfort, that plain speaking, that plain walking, that plain dancing, which our fathers aad our mothers used to enjoy and think harmless; or are vve forever lo be jostled out ofour notions ofgood- breding by every butcher's d.iughter and tallow chandler's son, who Ihink them¬ selves accomplished simply impudent. Doit'i these good people know, that good manners, as swift as it is the art of' ma¬ king those peirple easy with whom vve converse, and thai whoever makes ihe fewest persons une.nsy, is the best bred in the company.
Perhaps our Saratoga  visilors  never
heard of Swift, or Chesterfield, or those other philosophers who have laid it down as an article of polite law that good roanners are tha small coin of virtue. Perhaps it is enough for thera that they can dance in time, sing in tune, ogle the next man, sigh over the early misfor¬ tunes of Sophy Weston and laugh at the plain habits of honest men and honest Women. Perhaps this store of knowl¬ edge will carry them gracefully through the world, and enable them to leave to the inheritors of their wealth and name children worthy of their parents and stale.    Perhaps  so.
It is laughable, and yet pitiable, to wit¬ ness the impositions daily practised here, by these goslins of fashion." Job horses and coaches, hired with borrowed liver¬ ies, for the trip, swell as family turnouts. Miss Sophia and young ' arry sit in the back seat—she, dear creature, too feeb¬ le to hold her parasol. The armorial bearings—if they happen tobe there— are the work of thelocal painter, and are connived in defiance of all regard lo the Heraldy College. Trotting buggies and fast cabs—brought into requisition at weekly contracts by the young swells, make up ihe procession, and away ii moves, and now life begins. To the " grander families," the negro boot-blacks and ex stewards, atiired in suits of Cath- am street livery, may be found doing the valet de sham.
The young people are not any sillier ihan the old people. There is old Mis¬ tress Foolish, vvilh her false teelh and top piece, trying to convince Col. Anchor's old friend that Miss Juliana Foolish, is the match for him. Of course Anchor's friend humors the old fool, although he knows in his ovvn heart ihat a mere flirt is the last creature in ihe world to ele¬ vate to ihe dignity of a wife. He swal¬ lows ail he hears, however, hunts up his friend, invites him to the room at the left of the dining hall, vvhere the mattey is repealed in the presence of oihers, and all join in drinking the health ol" Mrs. Foolish, and her Juliana." You vvill easily infer from this, that this is, in part, the lesort of fortune hunlers and husband seekers, and that rich mother's wilh poitr daughters come here for oth¬ er purposes than health.    That is so.
I saw a curious display of "manners, during dinner, at our end of the table, yeslerday. The'number of guests was very large, ihere vvas hardly a sufficien¬ cy of waiters. One hungry " lady," who had asked thrice for soup, failing to receive il, at last seized ihat placed before the lady vvho sat next to her. I asked a friend who was near, if that was " fashionable." He laughed at me, and I hung my head in doubt, whether to wait a little longer, or in a fashionable way, grab somebody else's dish. While brooding over the matier, soup came.
This morning a lady commented, in my hearing, upon the vvant of taste which another lady displayedin wearing a bieasipin at breakfast! And another dear ducky was telling how fatigued she vvas because she had to dress herself Dear me ! There are those who will not believe this, and it is no  wonder.
It is time to turn from this picture of snobbery—servants out of place, and Fifth avenue families conlriving watery imitations of European aristocracy; from gamblers unlicensed, book pedlars and card-writers, and old women grow¬ ing mad. If vvhat I have said will do any good, great vvill be the joy ; for it is a pity that a spot so inviting and invigo¬ rating should be monopolized by the mere essence of Nevv York grog. 1 have already said that Saratoga is a love¬ ly place, and that ihe scenery around is grand and varied. That is so. A I rip , lo the lake, a dinner at ihe Island House if one can afl'ord il—the fields of wheal ripenin<jf in the sen's rays, are things to be enjoyed more hearlily than cheap jewelry, and the borrowed airs of Goth- anrl.
The hotels are not over crowded, Con- giess Hall, perhaps, has, as it- deserves
to have, the largest number of guests. The landlord and his clerks are obliging, and are very anxious to make their guests comfortable.—Boston Courier.
A Pretty Story. * "Well. I think its likely; but don't tease me any more. Your broiher has married a poor girl, one whom I foi bade him to marry, and I won't forgive him if they starve together."
This speech was addressed to a lovely girl scarcely eighteen, beautiful as the lily that hides itself beneath the dark wa¬ ters. She was parting the silvery locks on her father's high, handsome forehead, of which her own vvas a miniature, and pleading the cause of her delinquent brother, vvho had married in opposition lo her father's will, and consequently been disinherited. Mr. Wheatly was a rich old gentleman, a resident of Boston. He vvas a.fat, good natured old fellow, somewhat given to mirth and wine, and sal in his arm-chair from morning unlil night, smoking his pipe and reading the newspapers. Somelimes a story of his own exploits in our revolutionary bat¬ tles filled up a passing hour. He had two children, the disobedient son, and the beautiful girl before spoken of. The lond girl went on pleading:
"Dear lather, do forgive him; you don't know what a beautiful girl he has married, and—"
" I think its likely," said the old man, " but' don't tease me, and open the door a little, this plaguey room smokes so."
" Well" coniinued Ellen, " Won't yoa just see her now—'she is so good, and the little boy, he looks   so innocent."
" What did you say ?" interrnpted the faiher; " a boy ! have I a grandchild ?— Why Ellen, I never knew that before ! but I think it's very likely. Well, now give me my chocolate, and then go to your music lesson."
Ellen lefi him. The old man's heart began to relent.
"Well," he vvent on, "Charles was al¬ ways a good boy a little wild or so al College, but I indulged him ; and he was always good to his old father for ail, but he disobeyed me by marrying this poor girl; yet as my old friend and fellow-sol¬ dier, Tom Bonner used to say, we must forgive. Poor Tom! I would give all the old shoes I have got, lo know what¬ ever become of him. If I could but find him or one of his children! Heaven grant they are not suflTering! This plagu¬ ey smoky room, hovv my eyes ivater? If I did but Rnow vvho this girl vvas my Charles has married; but 1 have never heard her name.    I'll find out and—
" I think it's Ukely," said the old man.
Ellen led inlo the room a beauliful boy, about two years old. His curly hair and rosy cheeks could not but make one love   him.
"Who is that?" said the old man, wiping his eyes.
"That—that is Charles' boy," said Ellen, throwing one of her arms around her father's neck, while with the other she placed the child on his knee. The child looked tenderly up in his face and lisped  out:
" Grandpa what makes you cry so ?"
The old man clasped the child to his bosom, kissed him again and again. Af¬ ter this eniotion had a litile subsided, he bade the child lell his name.
" Thomas Bonnor Wheatly," said the boy, " I'm named after grandpa."
" Whatdo I hear ?" said the old man.
" Thomas Bonnor your grandfather!"
" Yes," lisped Ihe boy, " and he lives with me at "
" Get my cane," said the old man, "and come Ellen : be quick  child."
They started off at a quick pace, which soon brought them to' the poor, though neat lodgings of his son. There he beheld his old friend, Thomas Bon¬ nor, seated in one eorner, weaving bas¬ kets while his swathed limbs showed how unable he was to perform his nec¬ essary task. His lovely daughter, the wife of Charles, was  out seeking- em¬
ployment to support his  needy family.
"It's all my fault," sobbed the oldl man as he embraced his friend, who was petrified with amazement. f " Come," said Mr. Wheatly, " come %\ of you with me, we will live together, there is plenty of room in my house for us  all."
' " O, how happy we shall be ?" she ex¬ claimed, "Ellen and her father will love liitle Thomas so, and he'll be your pet won't he father ?"
"Ay," said tho old man, "I ihink   ils very likely."
Punch.
Russian Malady.—The Czar is  said to be in a decline.    The rumor has been contradicted, but whether Alexander   is in a decline 9r not, it  is tolerably  cer tain his empire is in a consumption.
One who allways Speaks Collectedly. A lax-gaiherer.
A Truth Admiited on All Haniis {and Heads also)—Of all the strikes that in¬ flict the greatest injuiy on the people, and leave nothing but bad blood and ill feeling behind them, Ihere is none worse than the policeman's strike!
Mind your Letters—In the Panopti¬ con there is wrilien up, over several apiaries, " Never kill a Bee." A faceti¬ ous country cousin says, since the ad¬ vice is iniended for Cockneys, it would be much belter to tell them never to murder an " H."
Ods and Ends.—Dedicated to a Weekly Contemporai-y.—There is a far¬ mer residing at Cackleton, Goslingshire, vvho has a black hen that lays while eggs.
On Alonday lasl some miscreani threw a brickbat into the window ofthe Rev. Mr. Thwackem. By a merciful in¬ terposition the Rev. gentleman escaped, but had he been in the front room in¬ stead ofthe back, and standing opposite the window instead of looking into his portmanteau, the eonsequences would no doubt have proved fatal.
There are four persons in the Cuin- bermaich Union, whose united ages amount to 324; last year their ages amounted lo 320, and should ihey be spared another twelve monlhs they will reach 328. -t
Tlie wife ofan industrious shoemaker, at Cheadle, has jiresented her lord and master with na less than three sons al one birth, who are all doing well. It is a singular coincidence ihat, exactly for¬ ty-eight yeais ago, a similar thing oc¬ curred in the same family, only, in that instance, jhey were twins ir^stead ol a trio, and girls instead of boys.
At a recent sporting excursion, the Hod. Fitzfuddle Fluke bronght dowrn three sparrows and a pig at one shot. Tbe pig was a mistake.
On the 1st inst., the neighborhood of Manchester was visited with a terrific hail-storm—the stones were the size of walnuts, and ofa dark vermillion color. This is the second time during the last twelve months that these unearthly wal¬ nuts have appeared.
In some parls of Dumbartonshire the wheat is so high that the farmers stand¬ ing on one side of the field are unable lo dectect their servants stealing the crops on the olher.
At one ofthe large brewing establish¬ ments last week, a weasel was discovered at the bottom of a vat; the animal to all appearances was dead, and so was the beer
There vvill be no archery festival at tbe Golden Pippin gardens Ihis year for various reasons; one is, that ihe gardens are being built ujion.
A servant girl, in cleansing windows in one of the west end squares, missed her balance and fell forward ; luckily she escaped with merely breaking—the win¬ dow,
A fire recently broke out in Doctor's Commons, which threatened great des¬
truction, and which would be fearful in \ its consequences, had it not been oppor¬ tunely extinguished.
There are now forty-nine omnibusses running to Poplar, and thirty-seven to Bayswater—that makes eighty-six to¬ gether.
A very interesting return haa been or¬ dered of the number of the persons who have baked dinners on Sunday instead of roast; it is supposed to include Mr. Buckston,of the Haymarket Theatre, and the Bishop of London. A
Military Capacity of the South.
From the very flippant maner in which some of the Free Soil journals talk ofan easy conquest of the South, in the event of civil vvar, We conclude that they have not studied very attentively the resour¬ ces or history oflhis section of the coun¬ try. It does not follow, that because the free States have a majority of nilrnbers, they can produce a majority of fighting men. Their numbers will be required to till their fields, whilst the Soulh in the
Anecdote of Brant Brbnt the famoua Indian ch«f, wm aq notable for Wg wit aa \m braverx. ud
often made as go«d a jetorf ac My »,iXtU bated to the keeoMt at Hia whit» bratb- ren. On one occasion a brafigart cap", tain was boasting what he would have done if he had met the warrior in a cer¬ tain emergency. "I'll lell you," said Brant, "what you would have done— you vvould have followed the example of anoiher boaster, who on meeting nni^ face to face, took to his heels, and never stopped until he arrived in Albany—? which he chanced to enter]during a great conflagration, llearing ihe Dutchmei^ ciy 'braunt, braunt!' (fire, fire!) he only ran the harder,exclaiming, 'There, ihal cussed old Indian has got here  before
me
" Julius, was you ebber in war ?" " You'd  bettjer believe it.     I 'stin- guished myself itt de battle ob New Or¬ leans, I did."
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event of war, need make no dralt ivom   n       t    i -i -i
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its laboring  pojiulation.—Moreover,  it   ^;„„ „
will possess unlimited  supplies  of food,
and have the  additional  advantage  of fighting on its ovvn ground
Even in an aggressive, war the Soulh can in all probability bring a more numerous aimy into the field than the North. These Free Soil braggarls have forgotten if they ever studied, the annals ofthe Mex¬ ican war, which proved that the South even in H War of invasion, and that of a distant land, could out-number the more populous Nonh. To that war she gave not only her due proportion of money, but much more than her due proportion ofmen, as vvill appear by the following statement of the number of volunteers :
From the South—Regiments 33
Battalions 14
Companies 120
Total No. of volunteers from tho South 45,640
From the Xorth but '2'2 regiments were sent,
and the whole No. of volunteers was 23,048
I'hus in the Mexican war, the South furnished nearly two volunteers to the North's one. Bear in mind that the population ofthe North is nearly two- thirds greater ihan that of the South, and it will bo seen that the South in the Mexican war furnished more than three times her due proportion of volunteers ! What would she do in a war upen her ovvn soil—in a war for all that a man holds dear—in such a war as Aboliiion would force upon the South ?—Every male, from the boy of twelve lo the man of seventy, would be a soldier; literally and truly, the whole population would be in arms. Can Ihe Free Soilers prom¬ ise ihemselves much from such a strug¬ gle ?—Richmond Dispatch.
The Western Powers and the Four Points. I mentioned a fevv days ago ihat there was no foundation for ihe statement that a circular dispatch had been ad¬ dressed by the French Govern¬ ment to its diplomatic agents in Germa¬ ny that Prance and England do not consider themselves bound any longer by the treaty of December, or the four pointsof guarantee, in consequence of the rupture of the conferences in Vien¬ na. This has been since confirmed to me on authority. No such dispatch has been issued. It is true that what passed' at those conferences is regarded as non avenu—as having never occurred by reason of Iheir rupture ; but the guar¬ antees hold good, and are still regarded as the bases {^f future negotiations when¬ ever the time may come to rehew them. They are still maintained by the Allied Governments, but"as the minimum mi what they propose. ,Their application has been rejected bjK^iilte.sia, and the ex¬ tent to^ which uvtir future application may reach vvill depend on the eventu- aliiiesofthe war.—Paris Correspon¬ dence ofihe London Times, July 24.
What kind of alWlfor would a duck .make ? A quack dojatoif ' ¦ '
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sion,
" What aids were dey ? der names ?"
" Der names ?"
Yes, de name ob deni aids."
" Well, den, if the nigga must know, dey was Lemon-ades. Now you'se got, do partic'lars, hold your hush, or I'll caro your head vvid de door mat!"
PftATiNQ Made Easy.—A Tery de¬ vout fellow, riot being able to please his, nice piety in his prayers, used only to repeat the alphabet, and then lo add—
" O, Lord God, put these letters into syllables, and these syllables into words, and these words into sentences, that may be most for  m^' real good."
A Soldier's Reply.—A soldier pass-, ing through a country village, a large mastiff ran at him, and he stabbed the dog with a spear he had in his hand.—: The master of the dog carried the sol-, dier before a justice of the peace, who asked him why he had not rather struck at the dog vvilh the butt end of his wea¬ pon.
"Sol should," said the soldier," if the dog had run at me with  his tail."
Real Courage.—The brave Crillon, one of the greatest captains of Henry the Fourth, was hearing a discourse upon the passionb. and the preacher giv-. ing a ve.'-y pathetic description of the scourging of our Savior, the warrior was moved even to tears, ros* up, and laying his hand on his sword, exoUimecf,
" O! where wast thou, Crillon ? Where wast thou?"
A Rogue's Modesty.—A culprit, who. was on the poinl of suffering an igno-, minious death for his depredations on mankind, unwillingly permitted Jack- Ketch to put ihe halter about his neck;. but, being equipped with it, he thus re- monslrated with the minister of jusiice:
"I wish, Mr. John''—touching the cord—"Isay, ] vvish, Mr. John, you could find a more eligible situation for me, for really I do not like this line of life."	
It is oflen  made  a su'Djept  of com¬ plaint that .ministers ofthe gospel partic- , ipate in political matters.    An anecdofe* ofa Rev. Mr. Field, who lived   in Ver¬ mont severaiyears ago, contains a good reply.    As the reverend gentleman went, on a time, to deposife his vote,  the. ofli¬ cer who received it being a friend and. parishioner, but of opposite politics,   re¬ marked—
" I am sorry, Mr. Field, to see yotf here."—" Why ?" asked Mr. F.
"Because," said the ofiber, "Christ' said his kingdom was not one of thia world." ^^      _   ,
" Has no one a right lo vote,"  said. Mr. F., " unless he belongs to the  king¬ dom of Satan ?"