The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1847-08-17 00:00:00

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the skin , or with more fatal effect intothe structure of
internal organs.—. Report of the Registrar-General.

IRISH IMMIGRANTS IN AMERICA.—WhiIst the gen-
tlemen, in the morning, were giving directions about
their works, I walked out and loitered amongst the rocks,
where I was overtaken by a violent thunderstorm, and
got thoroughly soaked with rain. Seeing some small
rough cabins, or shanties, on the side of a hill, erected
there for the accommodation of the Irishmen who worked
on the canal, and some of whom had been thus engaged
for three years I entered one of them to dry my clothes.
I found an Irishman and his wife within, who re-
ceived me very but were evidently ashamed of
the miserable manner in which they lived. A beau-
tiful young child was lying in a rude cradle, and the
rain, which soaked through every part of the roof,
was falling down upon his little face ; but the little
fellow did not seem to mind it much, it probably not be-
ing the first time he had felt it there. Having made my
wishes known, the woman made the fire up • but the
smoke almost choked and blinded me, and the hearth' was
so uneven, that I could scarce sit upon a little bench
which I drew to it. On the man's going out, ob-
serving that she appeared very fond of her child, I got
up a sort of friendly conversation with her, and hav-
ing said, " What ! have you got no potatoes to eat ?
Why, you certainly could grow them upon this good
soil !" She replied, " Heaven's blessing on the potato
I've clapped my eyes on, sir ! The truth is, the men
are too lazy to raise them : if it's plenty of whisky they
can get they are satisfied." " You have very fine chil-
dren, I perceive," said I ; "what do you feed them with ?"
" Faith, sir," she replied, " it 's just the children that
are raised easier than the potatoes." Then, seeing
the rain fall on her pretty child, she exclaimed,
" God bless my father and mother ! Sorrow the day
I left them to come a canalling in this country ! If
had been in their house not one drop of this rian would
fall on me or the babe." She said America was a fine
country if the men would only take care of what they
earned; that the wives of the other men were all dissatis-
fied, because their husbands were neither sober nor pru-
dent ; and that but one thought occupied their minds,
which was, to save money enough to get back to Ireland
with.—Featherstonaugh's Canoe Voyage.
JEWS IN AFRICA.—The Jewish Intelligences' states,
that a considerable number of Jewish merchants reside
and carry on an extensive traffic in Timbuctoo, the great
difficulty of intercourse with which is want of water, whilst
conveying goods on camels in boxes lined with lead within
and covered with skins without to preserve the contents
from the excessive heat. The Timbuctoo Jews travel to
Socham, a town in the Sahara desert, thirty-six days from
Mogadore, every spring, and are dark complexioned, but
not black. They use the same prayers as the Portuguese
Jews, and dress like Moors, only wearing a black cap.

MEXICAN FAT-STAFFS.-At the battle of Sacramento,
some of the best Mexican troops, those of Durango, fell
down, when hotly pressed, and pretended to be dead. A
number of these became prisoners, and were marched to
Chihuahua. A story is told of one poor fellow, who came
near losing his life by having counterfeited death. With
others, he had fallen among the slain, and was passsed
over by the conquerors as a sure enough done for Mexican.
At length, however, a canteen of Muscalle, slung on his
back, attracted the attention of a volunteer, who stopped
to cut it loose. The poor fellow alarmed at the appearance
of the knife so near his throat, sprang to his feet, and at-
tempted to make off. "Stop, you scoundrel," said the
volunteer, throwing his rifle to his cheek. At that criti-
cal moment, the Mexican, perceiving the danger, fell on
his knees, and begged for quarter. It was reluctantly
granted by the volunteer, who swore that the felkm ought
to be killed, at any rate, for his cowardice.