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The Natchez Weekly Democrat from Natchez, Mississippi • Page 4

Natchez, Mississippi
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tern mm LLAo MEN 8II0ULD WITH CANDOR AVOW THK1R PRINCIPLES, AND NOT COWER BKIOKK THE OPPOSITION Or Nl'MBKUS 'TRUTH IS P0VV EHFVL" AND HAS NOTHING. TO FFAR FROM INV K8T10 ATION. VOLUME 1. NATCHEZ, IVHS3. SATURDAY, XtSAY 0, 1830. io.j A ished at my astonishment, shouted in passing, money was still money. They were playirif "What's the fellow staring at!" and another Hamlet by steam, and this wan belter lino, asked "if he had never seen a tunnel before!" any other purpose to which I had seen it ap-Like Lear, "my wits began to turn." 1, plied. The automatons really along won-w ished for some place- when I might hide iny- dcrfully well, their speaking iiif they eat, drank, and slept in a hurry; they danced, sung, and were buried in a hurry, and resurrection men had them out of their graves before they well. knew they were in them. Whatever was done, was done upon the high pressure principle.

No person stopped to speak to another iu the street; but as they moved rapidly on their way, the men self from all around; and turned instinctively arranged upon the harrcl-organ prir.oi in to the place where the village ale-houso used greatly improved, and they roared, and to stand. Hut where alas was the neat thatch- lowed, and strutted, and sui ng their arms ti 1 talked taster than women do no and the and fro as many admired nctors. Unfi rtu ed cottage that was wont often to naUly in the grave scene, owing to some me 'impart An hour's importance to the poor man1 heart." Clinical misconstruction, Hamlet exploded. women talked twice as fast as ever. Many were bald, and on asking the reason, 1 was given to understand that they had been great travellers, and that the rapidity of modern conveyance, literacy scalped those who journeyed much in them, sweeping whiskers, eyebrows, eye lashes, in f3ct every thing in any one! and in its place stood a huge fabric, and in doing so, entirely dcmolidid one ef labelled "(Jrand Union Kail Hoad Hotel." the grave-diggers, carried away a great par Hut here also, it was steam, steam, nothing of Laertes, and so injure sLlhe nut of the dm-out steam! The rooms were heated by steam, matis persona', that they Hvcnt o(F one after the beds were made and aired by steam, and the other like so many crackers, filling the stead of a pretty, red lipped, rosy cheeked house with heated vapor.

I made my cscrje, chambermaid, there was an accursed machine but on reaching the street, tilings ere ten iiiau smoothing down the pillow and bolster times worse than ever. Ituasthe hour for with mathematical precision; the victual, and starting the several were cooked by steam, yea, even meat roast- ami no language can de scribe the state of th ed -y steam! Instead ofthe clean' swept atmosphere. Steam was generating and hearth evaporating on all sides the bright sun wa obscured- the people looked par-boiled, and way moveable from their faces. Animal life appeared to be extinct; cart? and carriages came rattling down the highways, horseless I and driverless, wheel arrows trundled along 1 without ary visible Mature was out of fashion, and the world seemed to get along tolerably well without her. i At the foot of the street my attention was attracted by a house they vie re building of prodigious dimensions, being not less than 17 stories high.

On the top of it several men were at work, when, dreadful to relate, the foot of one of them slipped, and he was precipitated to the earth with a terrible crash. Judge of my horror and indignation upon ob IIUIll.AU OF LITERATURE. A temple decorated with every romantic embellishment of fancy a shrubtry that Shenstone might envy blooms here music that might have charmed Calypso and her nymphs '19. heard, and philosophy cflers all the secrets of nature. IVirL From the New York Mirror.

STEAM. had a dream which was not all a dream. Byron. Modern philosophy, anon, Will, at the rate she rushing on, Yoke lightning to her railroad car, And, posting likij a shooting star, Swift as a solar Ride the granu circuit of creation! Anon. I have a billious friend, who is a great admirer and imitator of Lord Byron; that is he affects misanthrope, masticates tobacco, has Iris shirts msfe without collars, and writes poetry with a glass of gin and water before him.

ITia gin. though far from the first rate, is better than his poetry; the latter, indeed, being worse tliau that of many authors of the present day, and scarcely fit for an Album; however, be does not think so, and makes a great quantity. At his lodgings a few evenings ago, among other morbid productions, he read tne one. entitled "stean," written in very blank verso, and evidently modelled after the noMo poet's "Darkness," jn which he takes a bird's eye view of lie world two or three centuries hence, describes things in general, and comes to a conclusion with, "steam was the universe!" Whether it was the5 fumes arising from this piece of "written vapor, or whether had unconsciously imbibed rooreH Hands tha i my temperate habits allow of, cannot say, but I certainly retired to bed like Othello, "perplexed in the extreme?" There was no "dreamless sleep" for me that night, and Queen Mab drove full gallop through every nook and cranny of mv brain. Strange and fantastical visions floated before me, till at length came one with all the force and clearness of railty.

I thought I stood upon a gentle swell of ground, and looked down on the scene be Death me. Tt was a pleasant and yet a stranger might have passed it by unheeded; but to me it was a3 the green spot in the desert, for there I recognized the haunts of my boyhood. There was the wild common on which I had so often scampered "fraemornin serving the crowd pass unheedit.gly by, scarcely deigning to cast a look on their fellow creature, who, doubtless lay welteiiag in his blood, and the rest of the workmen went on with their several avocations without a moment's pause in consequence of the accident. On approaching the spot, I heard sev- I eral in passing murmur the most' incompre-! bcnsible observations "Only a steam man," said one. "Wont cost much," said another.

"ffi3 boiler overcharged, suppose," cried a third, "the way in which all these accidents happen!" and true enough there lay a man of tin and sheet iron, weltering in hot water. The superintendent of the concern, who was not a steam man, but made of the presentma-terials, gave it as his opinion, that the springs were damaged, and the steam vessels a little ruptured, but not much harm done and straitway sent the corpse to the bWcksmith's, the neighboring fishennan's lobsters changed color on the instant; and even the steam inhabitants appeared uncomfortably hot. I could scarcely breathe tb'-re as a blowing, mariner, ft hissing, a fizzing, a whizzing go-: ingon all round fires were blazing, water! was bubbling, boilers were lo! I awcdio and found myself in a state of profuse perspiration. I started up, ran to the window, and saw several milkmen and bakers' carts, with horses in them, trotting merrily along. I was a thankful man, I put on my clothes, and while doing so, made up my1 mind to read no more manuscript poem, and eschew gin and water for the time to come.

C. From thf )alliinim Anient an. 'triumph of Steam. The marrh of improvement seems likely wiou to become rare; much of it nt least as is to be effected by steam engines. We have mentioned the great interest nnd excitement produced in (Jreut irittiin by the recent competition of Locommotive Fngincs on the Liverpool and Manchester Railway.

Hincethcn we have received three number) of the Meehnn-icb1 Magazine, work published in Tendon, rack of which contains notice of the truly nmaz-ing results of thefp expirimeiiR The motto of one of th numbers well expresses the ferliiif, whif every one must have iu contemplating ti hi'ie inventions. UI had drentn which, in my waking hour, SeernM less the work of fancy's airy power, Than reason's deep creation." In fact, 11 very wonderful tiry tale might Lo made, in which the marvels would be miiTk iently f-triking and beautiful, without exceeding the experience of a workman nt a chiMf.u tory steam mill, or the mid Manchester Railway. To show how booh what regarded ns visionary, eomoH, in the present are of invention, to b-uot oily htrurpased, wo may notice the following itmongtt nmny oth intci-citing fact connected with locomotive gincs. On the Stockton and Darlington Railway, the maximum Fpeed was eiht miles nil hour. The idea of any thin? beyond thut rate wai scouted us visionary.

Mr. Wood, who published his book on railways, afh the ipc'iin? (if the Stockton nnd Darlimrtoii Railway, wa plcacd to say, "It is far from my wMi to pr-mnd-gato to the world that the ridiaihtts expectations, or rather frotmottf of the enthusiastic fpeeubtnt will be realized, and that shall m-o nemos travelling nt tbr rate of twelve, sateen, rightctn or twenty miles an hour. Nothing could do more harm towards their adoption or general improvement than the promulgation of such It was under these impressions that the dim tor; of the Liverpool nnd manchebr railway lately oltVred the premium of f0W. f-r the uu.s! improved locomotive engine. They stipulated that it fhould be "capable of drawing after it day by day on well constructed railway, our level plane, a traiu gru- wi, of ii) toon, including the tender and wUf at the rate of ten miles ptrhour.

More the not a. 'k fur; and as if to evince how 1 1 "With aspen boughs, and (lowers, and fennel gay." There was a patent steam stove, and the place was altogether hotter than any decent man would ever expect to have any thing to do with. Hooks and papers lay scattered on the table. took up one of the former; it was filled with strange new phrases, all more or less relating to steam, of which I knew nothing, but as far as I could make out the English of the several items, they ran somewhat thus: ''Another shocking catastrophe. As the warranted safe locommotive smoke consuming, fuel providing steam carriage Lightning, as this" morning proceeding at its usual three-quarter speed of one hundred and twenty-seven miles an hour, at the junction of the Han-ningtonand Slipsby rail road, it unfortunately came in contact with the steam carriage Snail, going about one hundred and five miles per hour.

Of course both vehicles with their passengers were instantaneously reduced to a pa'pablcpowder. The friends of the deceased liavethe consolationof knowing that no blame can be possibly attached to the intelligent proprietors of the Lightning, it having been clearly ascertained that those of the Snail started their carriage full two seconds bf fire the time agreed on, in order to obviate in some degree, the delay to which passengers were unavoidably subjected by the clumsy construction and tedious pace of their vehicle. Alduiicholy Accident. a beautiful and accomplished young lady of the name of Jiuips, a passenger in the.Swift-as-thonght-Io-cornmotive, was endeavoring to catch a flying glimpse of the New tfteam University, her breathing apparatus unfortunately flipped from she was a corpse in three-quarters of a second. A young gentleman who had been tenderly attached to her for several days, in the agony of his feelings withdrew his tube and called forhelp; he of course shared a similar fate.

Too much praise cannot be given to the rest of the passengers, who, with inimitable presence of mind, prudently held their breathing bladders to their mouths during the whole of this trying scene, foe. A Liverpool paper stated that "The stock for the grand Liverpool and Dublin tunnel under the Irish channel, is uearly filled up' And a (Jlasgow one aJded the necessity of a flouting wooden rail rood between Scotland and the Isle of Man, in order to do awy the tiresome stearn boat navigation. I took up a volume of poems, but the timilies metaphors were all steam; all their ideas of strength, power and swiftness, referred to steam only, and a sluggish man was compared to a grey hound. I looked into a modern dictionary for some light upon the se subject but got none except hundreds of curious definitions, such as those an animal of which but little is now known. Old writers affirm there were (who was a flesh and blood man) to be repaired.

Here was then at once a new version of the old Mreek fable, and modern Prometheu-ses were actually as "plentiful as blackberries." In fart I found up- inquiry, th society was now divided into two gre'at classes, living and "locommotive" men, the latter being much the better and more honest of the two, and a fashionable political economist of the name of Maethns, a lineal descendant of an ancient, and it appears rather inconsistent system-monger, had just published an elabo rate pamphlet, showing the manifold advantages of propagating those no provender-consuming individuals in preference to any other, so that it appeared, that any industrious mechanic might in three months have a full grown family about him with the full and comfortable assurance that, as the man says in Chro-nonhot. were all his own and none of his neighbors'." These things astonished, but they also perplexed and wearied me. My spirit ftrew sick, and longed for the old world again, and its quiet and peaceable modes of enjoyment. I had no fellowship with the two new races of beings around rne, and nature and her charms were no more. All things seemed forced, unnatural, unreal-indeed, little better than barefaced impositions.

1 sought the enn till dine," skirted by the old wood, through which the hum stole tinkling to the neighboring river. There was the little ivy covered church with its modest spire and immovable 'veatherenck, and clustering around lay the village that I knew contained so many kind and loving hearts. All looked just as it did on the summer morning when I left it, and went wandering over this weary wood. To me the very trees possessed an individuality; the branches of the old lak (there was but one) seemed to iod familliarly towards me, the music of the rippling water fell pleasantly on my ear, and the passing breeze murmured of "home, aweet home." The balmy air was laden with the hum of unseen insect's and filled with the fragTar.ce of a thousand common herbs and flowers; and to my eyes the place looked prettier and pleasanter than any they have since rested on. As I gazed, the 'womanish moisture' made dim my sight, and felt that yearning of the heart which every man who has a soul feels let him go where he willon once more beholding the epot where the only pure, unsullied part of his existence passed away.

Suddenly the scene changed. The quiet smiling village vanished, and a busy ciowded city occupied its place. The wood was gone, the brook dried up, and the common cut to pieces and crowded with a kind of iron gangways. I looked upon the surrounding country, if country it could be called, where vegetable nature had ceased to exist. The neat trim gardens, the verdant lawns and swelling uplands, the sweet scented meadows and waving corn-fields were all swept away, and fruit, and flowers, and herbage, appeared to be things uncared for and unknown.

nouses and factories, and turnpikes and rail roads, were scattered all around, and along the latter, as if propelled by some unseen, infernal power, monstrous machines flew with inconceivable swiftness. People were crowding and jostling each other on all sides. 1 mingled with them, hut they were not like those 1 formerly had known they walked, and talked, and transacted business of alt kinds with astonishing celerity. Every tkiog was done in a hurry; banks of my native river; it alone remained I The noble stream flowed gently and tranquilly as of yore, but even nere impertinent man had been'at work, and pernicious rail roads were formed to its very verge. I incautiously crossed one of them, trusting to my pre-conceived notions of.

time and space, the abhorred engine being about threo duarters of a mile from me, but scarcely had I stepped over, when it flew whizzing past fk-cw hid inst ouittcd. and catching me I hey atrreed with Mr, ooI as to the 'Mum of eipectinL' more, they selected that I in its eddy spun me around like atop under at one time several thousands in this country. to be one of the judges of their vegetable production; once plenti- i What has been the wonderful nnd um ful in these parts, and still to be found in re- i wit! Mr. Wood not only raw nhat he t- a nornmse, reduced to uunuestionabU "MP boi'heMW pmvrrf.lcf obsolete; an unnatural state exhibited, roach "the richest of existence, to which the ancients were very gcflieof not It went, witho partial. The word to be met with in seve- uf tihtrev miles an hour, wi 0 the lash, ft wasladen witn passenger, went with headlong fury straight towards fl river.

Its fate seemed inevitable another 5t would be immerd in the wave. -p't'ii ral old authors, c. vc. elt actually realized a when lo! it suddenly sunk into the bosom of In despair I threw down the book, and rush- forward per ruthvi, 1 ed out of the house. It was mid-day, but a we are wholly at nto- 4 uf ih larg theatre waJ ope the earth, and in three seconds was asc-namg i to a perpendicular hill on the opp.i!e bark i of the river.

1 was petrified, and gazeo i around, with an air r.f helpless bewilderment, when a gentleman, who nas doubtless and the ptople were effect of ao iai porta oU Kap n. with the rest, and geneml anVrs of wciety, v.4. VK' hanges Lad taken place, pun thIv froax it totho i-t Vl nouriig iu. I entered ed fond that whatever c).

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