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E. WATERMAN, Jr., J. W. TARBOX,
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.Devoted to News, General Intelligence, Miscellany, &c.
B. H. WILSON, Editor.
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Georgetown, S. C, Wednesday, July 31, 1850.
No. 642
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Pictures of Life in Australia.
GOING TO CHURCH.
There is something in the dress of an Australian Settler that is no lesscharac- teri'itic than becoming-—what a splendid turn-out of this class may be ^en at some ofthe townships as tliey meet on the Sunday for divine service. 1 have looked at such assemblages in all parts of the colony until my eyes have dimmed i with national pride, lo think that to Eng¬ land should belong the right to own j them ; the old fashioned Sunday scenes |
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and manners of England seen in  her | younger colonies, being  thus revived. | The gay carts, the dashing gigs, that tire [ drawn round the fence  of the  church-1 yard enclosures—the   blood-horses, vvith side saddles, that are seen quietly roam¬ ing about, add much to  the interest of the scene.    True, there are no splendid j equipages, but, then, there are no poor. I The dress—the appearance ofthe men | —the chubby faces ofthe children—the neat and comfortable habiliaments ofthe j woman (and here let me remark, for the information of some of the gay young bachelors of England, that, among these Sabbath meetings may be seen here and there the blooming native maiden in a ri¬ ding habit ofthe finest cloth, and of the newest fashion, the substantial settler's daughter riding her own beautiful and pet mare; I  say   "pet mare," because some of these maidens have a little stud of their own)—all these realities of rural Jife strongly impress a stranger with the comforts which these people enjoy.
CHRISTIAN   CHARITY.
As people of different religions meet at times on the highway, somewhere near their respective places of worship, it is delightful to observe, that, whatever, faith they possess. Christian charity reigns. As neighbors, the men groui? together, sitting upon or resting their backs against the fence, vvhile a brilliant sun smiles on them. At the same time, their children may be seen decorating themselves with flowers, or dragging a splendid creeper, in order to beautify the horses and make fly-brushes for them. After the weather has been commented upon, a political shade is seen to pa.«s over the countenances of the assembly. There is great earnestness among them. The females arrange for their own com¬ fort, by resting on the shafts ofthe carts, or seating themselves on the grass. Matrimony and muslins, births and miich cows, by turns engross their attention, 'while the men make free with matters of State.
As the soft sound ofthe bell gives JVo¬ tice that the hour of service is near the party may be seen to break up : children throw aside their garlands, wives join their husbnads, and with sober counte¬ nances and devout demeanor enter the House of God. There is one circra- stance worthy of remark, namely, the perfect security with which they leave their conveyances—great coats, and ^ shawls, whips and saddles, in gigs and carts; proving that a fair day's labor is fora fair day's work is a better protec¬ tion for property than police.
When divine service is over, the fami¬ lies keep more together. There is a so¬ ber reverence about them which shows that ihey have listened attentively. As they move to their conveyances, or walk on, it is pleasing to see that if their neighbors have been kept longer at another church, the first party out will
often delay their departure till they ar¬ rive. These charitable pauses are de¬ lightful to witness; these neighborly greetings make bigotry in dismay crouch to the earth, and show, that when the mind is rightly directed, the being of dif¬ ferent religions is not inimical to friend¬ ship, for frequently in these cases the elder girl ofa Catholic family may be seen in the cart of a Protestant neigh¬ bor; the wifeof one carrying the young¬ er child ofthe other, at the same time that the two husbands, as they get into the open road slowly pace their horses, so that they may converse on their way home, occasionally interrupted perhaps by their sons who mounted on good hor- sesi-Slry their speed to please their fathers and throw bunches of wild flowers to their mothers, while younger hands catch at the prize.
DINNER IN TIIE RUSH.
I unexpectedly joined the party I am now attempting to describe, and leaving my own travelling spring-van at the church-door, took a seat in their cart. I On arriving at the farm, the elder son I met the party at the slip-rail (homely gate.) He was a tall, healthy, open- hearted lad, who greeted us with—
" Come, Mother, be careful. Jump, out girls. Now, Mr. C— how welcome you are; and the dinner just ready I Ah ! you need not tell me who gave you the sermon: he's as good as the clock."
As the girls had all been to church, and there was no female servant in the house, the description ofthis rural home, and a short detail of the dinner, may be ac¬ ceptable.
The family room was large, with a commodious fire-place. The table was laid for twelve; the plates nnd dishes wereof blue delf; the knives and forks looked bright and shiny. It may be re¬ marked, that the Settler's table in Nevv South Wales is somewhat differently ar¬ ranged from what one is accustomed to see in England, for here the knife and fork vvere placed at the right of the plate, while a chocolate-colored tea-cup and saucer stood at the left; a refreshing cup of tea being made a part of the dinner re¬ past. By the fire-place might be seen a large black pof, full of patatoes, with a white cloth laid on the top for the pur¬ pose of steaming them. Again, at the outer door might be noticed the son wilh a man-servant, looking into an oven, and drawing from thence a large hind-quar¬ ter of pork followed by a peach pie. " Lend a hand here !" shouted the son. " Ah! 1 thought you could not do without me," said the father.
" Keep the youngsters out ofthe way, and look about you, girls;" cried tlie mother.
Moving where I could betier see the cause of the outcry, a round of beef, cut large and " handsome as the settlers say in the Bush, had been forced into a pot; but no fork, although a Bush-fork is rath¬ er a formidable tool, could remove it.
'' You ought to have put a cord round it," remarked the mother.
" Turn the pot on one side," said the father.
"Over vvith it; out vvith it; shake! —oh here we have it novv."
As the pot was removed the beef was seen to advantage, reeking in a bright clean milk pan.
"Now, let us make it look decent," said the self-trained cook, as vvith his knife he cut the out-pieces off to im¬ prove its appearance. His trimmings were substantial cuttings, and displayed lo advantage the fine quality of the beef; each cutting he threw to his dogs, as thoy watched at a respectable distance his operations. Now, though some of my readers may not much admire this bush-culinary art and this mode of dish- ing-up a dinner, still there was in the whole scene so much honest hospitality, so mueh of cheerful and good humored hiliarity, exhibiting in the most pleasing
people—the germs, in fact, of the class Ij Thus the good man musingly spoke, of English yeomanary, too often unable | partly to himself, and partly addressed to to flourish in theirown native land, iji- !j his vvife.vvho vvilh a cheerful and aprov-
forthe simple manners of a primitive
grafted and revived in a foreingn dislant shore, that even the most fastidious and refined could not bul feel at such a mo¬ ment a peculiar zest in joing a family so innocently happy and guileness as this, suriountled as they were by an abun¬ dance of all the essential necessaries of life. Not a shade of care clouded the party, as they sal down with thankful¬ ness to partake of those irfings with vvhich God had blessed their labor.
The arrangement of the   table was something in unison with the rest.    The pork, so vvell seasoned, graced the  head ofthe table, whiie the burly piece of beef now reeking and streaming from ils lale trimming, was placed before  the honest master of this patriarchal family, with a plentiful supply of potatoes,   peas, and greens, ranged in their proper places. As j soon as the parly had partaken  of the substantials, the eldest daughter  poured tea in the cups set by each one's plate— for this the custom among the Australian settlers; althe same time ihe good land¬ lady cut up the peach pie.
The eldest son could novv ba seen through an open doorway, peering again into the rudely constructed oven, from which he pulled, wilh a good deal of self importance and glee, an orange tart, while his assistant-cook placed custards on the table in tumblers. The good wife looked amazed, the husband thoughtful.
" Hovv did you get these oranges ?" asked the mother.
" Why, Frank Gore brought 'em," he replied.
" And who made the custards ?" " I made 'em!"
WANTED, A GOOD VVU'E.
"What! our Tom make custards!" exclaimed the moiher.
" Why not?" replied the young man, evidently anxious to show that he could turn his hand to anothing useful.
" I see, I see how il is." said the father, " Tom heard that Mrs. G. vvas coming, and he wants a wife."
" A wife! the like of him want a wife," said the mother, who, for the first time, looked on his athlectic and manly form with sad anxiel}'.
"Tom made the custard," said Jane, " and William the tart."
"I did not bring the oranges," replied Tom, as Frank Gore entered with a dish of grapes.
" It's a regular plot," said the mother.
"A downright contrivance—and I ex¬ pect it isa settled affair," observed the father.
"Jane, don't blush," sportively re¬ marked Lucy.
" Let rne see," said the father, thought¬ fully. " Tom is four years older than I was when I married, so he is—but Jane is too young.
"Say a word." whispered the mother to me; "say a word, Mrs.C."
"A snug home indeed—I only   wish my father could have seen the comforts ! I novv enjoy."
The young people, seeing  the turn matters were laking, scampered off vvilh j glowing cheeks. |
" We have four farms I can say master to," pursued the father, " and eight liun¬ dred sheep, and six hundred head of cat¬ tle, forty pigs, and a bit of money in the bank, too, that the youngsters don't know of. Well, all the lad will want is a good wife. Let me see—I'll be in Sydney next Monday five weeks—I must buy them a few things, a chest of drawers— yes,they'd be handy; and I might as well buy one for Jane, poor girl. Like to deal out all alike ; aud the wife wants one. I only thought of taking the cart, but I will want a dray, and eight gooJ bullock's besides—that's easy enough to be seen. Well, well; its a nice snug home—one hundred and four aores—two
ing look, noded consent.
HOMELY   HINTS TO    MAnUIF.D   STATESMEN.
Al this little homestead there vvere five men, whose savings vvould have enabled them to have taken farms, if they could have met with suitable girls as wives; and they pretty plainly animadverted upon the policy of those whom they con¬ sidered the proper persons to have recti¬ fied their grievances. One remarked, " Whal does Lord Stanley care, so that he has a wife himself!"
"Ah!" responded anoiher; "and Peel, with allhis great speeches, never said a single word about wives for us."
"Lord John Russell, too," said Tom Slanej', "seems just as bad as the rest." What does he think we're made of? vvood, or stone, or dried biscuit ?"
" Il ought to be properly represented to Earl Grey," observed the fourth. " Do they call this looking after a young colony ?    Has nobodj' no sense ?"
" Yes," replied the most sensitive of the party " the Queen ought to know it —it is a cruel shame."
A COTTAGE ROMANTIC AND BEAL.
John Whitney had now made his hut a comforlable cottage. In the centre of the room stood a neat table, shelves were arranged over a bush'dresser, and at one corner of the room coUld be seen a neat little plate, A young carpenter in Aus¬ tralia cannoi make these things without thinking of matrimony; and the one in Whitney's cottage was beautifully made, evidenily inlended as a bridal gift. At the opening ofthe small window was the neat box of mignonette ; while afoot stool, a salt-box, a board, a rolling-pin, afforded sufficient evidence that a wife was ali that was wanted to make this abode a happy home.
Nor did the exterior lack any of those embellishments that are required to in¬ vest a cottage with those charms which the hand of nature alone  can fully set forth.    The tasteful mind and apt hand of Whitney mingled art anti  naiure so well that the first could hardly be distin¬ guished by the luxuriance of the  lalter. The workman laid first the train, and then allured naiure in a manner to fol¬ low and adorn his handy-work.    He first erected an open verandah of posts, sap¬ lings, and laths along the whole front of his collage, leaving three or  four door¬ ways or   spacious apperlures for   en¬ trance.    Against these posts he planted rose-trees, which in Australia grow  to an extraordinary height;   and   around them he carelully Irained beauliful creep¬ ers, passion-flowers,   and    other   wild plants ofthe Bush, so that in the course of a short lime the frame-work   became almost invisible.    The posts seemed to have grown up inlo pillars of rosebush, thickly entwined vviih flowery creepers, j threading their vvay  the  whole  length j and highl of the verandah, and here and there forming the mosl fanciful festoons over the doorway,  or round   the tiny windovv.s, thus throwing a coolness  and freshness of shade into the inmost reces¬ ses of the   litlle collage.    There   also might  be observed two or three well- trained vines intermixed wilh all, v/hich produced the most tempting clusters of grapes, as they could be seen to hang through the open lattice of the veran- dah; while, all over the roof of the house grew fine watermelons, the slrong stems j of which closely encircled the chimney. Jt vvas truly delightful to view this syl¬ van collage in the calm and balmy cool¬ ness of a dewy morning, and to behold this structure, as it were of rose-trees and creepers, as the warmth of the morning sun  opened   those closed flowers that seemed thus to take their rest ofthe night and the fresh-blown rose-buds that were hardly tobe .seen the evening  before; most of those could now be observed to bo tenanted by that busy little creature.
\ive vivacity of lis nature, a joyful morn¬ ing canil to ths Cod of Nature.    Indeed were il ni't that there were appearances oi ijome more substantial domesiic  com¬ forts to be seeti in the background—such j as rows ofbeans, sweel peas, beds of cab¬ bages, &:c., set in the garden, and some young fruit-trees; vvhile   near a  shady corner might be   noticed   young ducks feeding under a coop, and 'littlo roas¬ ters' gamboling   outside   the   pig-stye, vvhich by the vvay was deeply shaded  by large bushy rose-trees,  this collage  at a distance might have been mistaken for a green-house.    We ougiil not to i&mit that a number of fowls could be observ¬ ed quietly roosting in some trees at the end ofone ofthe outer buildings.
Truly, itwas a little fairy home, wilh no rent, no taxes, no rales, lo disturb tha peace of the occupier; and no one, who has nol lived in Australia, can conceive! wilh whal ease and  little expense such beauties, such little paradises,  and do¬ mestic comforts can be formed and kept up in that country.    Nolwithstandinsr, however, the beauty ofall this—the va¬ rielyof flowers—the magnificence ot the creepers—the stillness and quietness that reigned around, it itlust be frankly con¬ fessed that there vvas a certain vacunm that required filling up.    If the   animal senses vvere gratified, the mind felt some¬ how disatisfied.    There was a Coldness, a death-like silence,  which hung over the  place;   there appeared     to   be   ai want of rationality   in    the   thing, for there seemed to be no human beings to enjoy   it, or  hot  a sufficient   number. Yes, this spot of beauiy, to make it it de¬ lightful, happy home, required; what one of cur favorite poets, and the poet of na¬ ture, calls  nature's "noblest work"— woman.    'Tis but too true—John Whit¬ ney wanted a wife to make his home si fil habitation for man.    What is Johti Whitney wilhoul her?    He may be ari excellent carpenter, bul be is at the same lime a desolate, morose being; incapable of enjoying these beauties  of nature. Poor John Whitney kneenly felt this; and il was the hope alone, warming ana din ging to his heart, that sotrie day ha could call himself the father of a family, that inspired him to gather all these beau¬ ties and comforts around him.
acres laid oul for a vineyard—forty un-   the bee, " senl as a colonist," from Eng- der crop—handy for the station, too." I land to Australia, humming, inall the ac-'
A Thrilling Incident.
The London Punch gives the follow¬ ing vivid description ofan incident in the career ofMr. Edwin Pinckney:
" This morning, April 1, at half past eleven precisely, the unfortunate young man, Mr. Edwin Pinckney, underwent the extreme penalty of infatuation, by expiating his attachment to Mary Ann Gale, in front of the altar railings in St. Mary's Church, Islington.
"it will bein the reccollection of all those friends of the parties who were at the Joneses' parly at Brixton two years ago, that Mr. Pinckney was then and there first introduced to Mary Ann, to whom he instantly began lo direct par¬ ticular attentions—dancing with her no less lhan six sels that evening, and hand¬ ing her ihings at supper in the most de¬ voled manner. From that period com¬ menced the intimacy between them which terminated in this morning's ca¬ tastrophe.
" Poor Pinkney had barely attained to his twenty-eighth year; bul there is rea¬ son lo believe that but for reasons of a pecuniary nature, his single life would have come earlier to an untimely end. A change for the better, however, hav¬ ing occurred in his circumstances, tho young lady's friends were induced to sanclion his addresses, and thus to be¬ come accessories io the course for which he has just suffered.
" The unhappy man passed the last night of his bachelor existence in his solitary chamber. From half past eight to ten he vvas busily engaged in vk-riting letters. Shortly after ten o'clock, his younger brother Henry knocked at the