THE Abaza (a Circassian tribe) have a strange way of burying their Beys. They put the body in a coffin of wood, which they nail on the branches of some high trees, and make a hole in the coffin by the head, that the Bey, as they say, may look unto Heaven. Bees enter the coffin, and make honey, and cover the body with their comb. If the season comes they open the coffin, take out the honey and sell it, therefore much caution is necessary against the honey of the Abazas.—Evlia Effendi.
There was a time when the name of Cornstalk thrilled every heart in West Virginia. More and there among the mountains may ho found an aged one, who remembers the terrors of Indian warfare as they raged on the rivers, and in the retired glens, west of the Blue Ridge, under that noted savage. Cornstalk was to the Indians of West Virginia, what Powhatan was to the tribes on the Sea Coast, the greatest and the last chief. At the time of his greatest power he lived west of the Ohio. His tribe, the Sha-wanees,
Mr. Niepce St. Victor has laid before the Academy of Sciences of Paris, photographic designs on paper, which are in every respect superior to anything of the kind ever attempted hitherto. He has employed a process of his own invention, which consists in placing upon the plate of glass to which the chloride of silver is applied, a delicate and perfectly smooth layer of starch or albumen, by means of which, the chloride regains its susceptibility to the influence of light.
The London Review, in an article on the tendency in modern literature to the revival of ghost stories, suggests to the writers as a verification, that they obtain photographs of their spectral visitors.
Brothers! McIntosh is dead. He broke the law of the nation. The law which be made himself. Hie face was turned to the white men, who wish to take our land from us. His back was to his own people. His ears were shut to the cries of our women and children. His heart was estranged from us. The words of his talk were deceitful. They came to us I like the sickly breeze that flies over the marsh of the great river.
In the (London) Missionary Register for December we find a letter from Bishop Chase to his friend Timothy Wiggin, esq. giving an account of a visit he had made to some Indians settled on the Sandusky River. The letter was written in October, from Worthington, Ohio. We select from it the following passages:
The question is asked, "why don't our officers in service take a cheap photograph of those prisoners who are allowed to depart on taking the oath of allegiance?" They might be reproduced for the use of every division of our army, and put into book form, furnishing the best possible proof for hanging those caught in arms against the government the second time.
Is it not new, he inquires, to generate steam of all elasticities, from the minimum to the maximum without the least danger - in the generation of steam to substitute pressure for surface,
The saving of human life, whether from fire or water, and the prevention of accident generally, is a noble and philanthrophic aim, and every one who directs his attention and inventive powers to such n purpose is to be regarded as a benefactor to the human race at large, by those who have any humanity in their hearts. We are happy then to chronicle the invention and patenting of an apparatus for saving life from shipwreck and similar catastrophes, by A. J. Gibson, of Worcester, Mass.
A peculiar feature of trade unionism which has come to light in connection with the recent agitation in North Carolina for a law forbidding the employment of child labor is the "adoption" by several unions of Charlotte of children who had previously been compelled to work in the cotton mills of that city.
A commission appointed in France to consider the claims of Professor Morse, for remuneration, because his telegraph was employed in that country, have reported in his favor, and have recommended the payment to him of 400,000 francs. As Professor Morse's telegraph was first patented in France, and has been the one mostly used in that country, where all the telegraphs are under government control, the sum is very respectable.
History presents few instances of greater valor and magnanimity, than are displayed in the character of Opechanchanough, an Indian Chief. Bold, artful, insinuating ; skilled in dissimulation and intrigue; he for many years kept the early settlers of Virginia in a state of continual alarm, and more than once menaced them with destruction. Although so decrepid by age as to be unable to walk, he commanded in person, and directed from the litter on which he was borne, the onset and retreat of his warriors at the dreadful massacre of 1641, which almost exterminated the colonists.
A family that I got acquainted with in a provincial town in Spain, gave me an account of their expenditure. They were decent people, and though with small means, were visited by the rich. Their house was the resort of very agreeable company. The family consisted of a man and wife, their two daughters (grown up) and a maid servant.
It is a well-known fact that the photographs produced in this country are superior, both in point of distinctness in the more minute features and details, and softness and general excellence in the lights and shades, than those executed In Great Britain and the manufacturing cities of Europe.
TWO SCENES IN CHEROKEE LAND.
INDIAN WAR. — We have a large collection of newspaper articles relating to the war against the Seminoles—the chief things worthy of record are as follows:
Gen. Gaines, descending the Flint river to Port Scott, had his boat stove, by which, (notwithstanding all the reports about it) we believe only one soldier was drowned—but it seems that the general himself and the little party that was with him, were a long time in the woods, and suffered exceedingly before they reached fort Scott, being also in momentary danger of falling into the hands of the savages.
Though we do not usually interfere with matters of a private nature, yet a case of so peculiar a character has been brought to our notice, that we are induced to give the statement publicity, with the hope of drawing forth a satisfactory explanation of the circumstance. A correspondent informs us that Mr.
A most ingenious piece of mechanism lies lately been made known to the public in France, the inventor of which has been engaged during the last fifteen years in bringing it to its present state of perfection. It is a sewing machine, plain in its details, and calculated to revolutionize completely the art of sewing.
Mr. Dupont's powder mill on the Brandywine, exploded at about past 9 o'clock, on Thursday last. The shock was felt at Wilmington as though an earthquake were about to engulph the town. A letter received by the editor of the REGISTER was partly written in the middle of the street, the people having left their houses, in awful expectation of the explosion of the magazine; which, however, was safe at 12 o'clock, and the damage then considered as over.
Your paper of the 13th January contains a statement, under the signature of E. in which the important invention of Whitney's cotton gin is greatly undervalued. It is there estimated to be equal in value to the labor of three thousand men. Your correspondent might much more correctly have estimated its value to be equivalent to the labor of three hundred thousand Men.
We See by Amelia Bloomer's neat little paper, the Lily. that her new custome has not yet lost its advocate, though the thing itself has not been seen lately in this region, save in a bewitching dance of the Countess of Lansfeldt's sorps de ballet. In the Lily, a writer, whom we suppose to hr Elizabeth G. Stanton, wife of Hon. Henry B. Stanton, supports the new costume as follows:—
THE NEW DRESS. Why do not the women put it on? All the reasons given can be summed up' under two heads.