The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1849-07-31 00:00:00

AUSTRIA AND HUNGARY.

The Vienna papers and letters of the 23rd instant
contain further corroborations of the defeat of Baron
Jellachich, without, however, giving any particulars of
the battle or battles by which that result has been
brought about.
News has reached Vienna of a Russian victory at Tot-
Almash, in which it is asserted a force of 2G Hungarian
battalions and 30 field pieces fought against a Russian
army, neither the strength nor .the leaders of which is
quoted, but who forced the Hungarians to, retreat, ,and
captured one piece of their artillery.
It is now known as a fact that the Northern Russian
army has been completely outwitted by General Georgey.
Our correspondent assures us, on the best authority, that
Prince Paskiewitch himself is totally ignorant of the
whereabouts of Georgey and the 44,000 men whom Prince
Paskiewitch was led to believe he engaged at Waitzen.

Rlttraturt.

POETRY.

TRIPPING DOWN THE FIELD-PATH.

BY CHARLES SWAIN.

Tripping down the field-path,
Early in the morn,
There I met my own love,
'Midzt the golden corn;
Autumn winds were blowing,
As in frolic chase,
All her silken ringlets
Backward from her face;
Little time for speaking
Had she, for the wind
Bonnet, scarf, or ribbon,
Ever swept behind.
Still some sweet improvement
In her beauty shone ;
Every graceful movement
Won me—one by one !
As the breath of Venus
Seeni'd the breeze of morn,
Blowing thus between us,
'Midst the golden corn.
Little time for wooing
Had we, for the wind
Still kept on undoing
What we sought to bind
Oh, that autumn morning!
In my heart it beams,
Love's last look adorning
With its dream of dreams !
Still like waters flowing
In the ocean shell,
Sounds of breezes blowing
In my spirit dwell!
Still I see the field-path ;
Would that I could see
Her whose graceful beauty
Lost is now to me !

VARIETIES.

Neither birth, marriage, sickness, nor seasons, are
known to editors in this country ; they may die, but their
papers must be published.—American paper.
A " Country Friend" who has lately begun to learn
Latin, wants to know whether a fire at a Tallow Chandler's
could with propriety be called an ignis fatuus. We should
say not, but he had better consult his master.—Jones.
A book, published by Mr. Akerman, catalogues 2,461
different tradesmen's copper tokens, issued in London
alone between 1648 and 1672. They are arranged accord-
ing to streets and localities ; so that the whole forms a
kind of tradesman's guide or Post-office directory to
London as it was in the days of Oliver Cromwell and
Charles IL

Theodore„' said Angelina, " are you going abroad,
dear ?"—" Yes," he replied, " I embark to-day."—" But
if, alas, you should die in the hot African clime of Malta,
dear Theodore, what should I do ?"—Theodore, musing
a moment, said, with a sigh," If the Duke of Clarence
met his death in Malmsley, why may I not find my bier
at Malt-a ?—Angelina fainted.—Jones.
AWFUL FATALITY.—A gentleman was lately inquiring
for a young lady of his acquaintance. " She is dead,"
very gravely replied the person to whom he addressed his
inquiries. " Good God, I never heard of it ; what was
her disease ?" " Vanity," returned the other ; " she
buried hersel, in the arms of an old fellow of 70, with a
fortune, in order to have the satisfaction of a gilded
tomb."
THE DIFFERENCE.—The mode by which the title to
land is tried in parts of Hindostan is deserving of imita-
tion in more civilised countries. Two holes are dug in
the disputed spot, in each of which, the plaintiff and
defendant's lawyers put one of their legs. and remain
there until one of them is tired, or complains of being
stung by the ants, in which case his client is defeated.
In this country it is the client, and not the lawyers, who
puts his foot into it.
AN ENGLISH BREAKFAST-ROOM.—There is nothing
like it in the world besides. It is an emanation from the
morning heart of Englishmen. It is a type of the cha-
racter of the people. When one comes down on a fine
autumn morning, and finds the snowy tablecloth, the
steaming urn, the clean polished furniture, the simple
meal, and all the elements for dispensing it, shining in
the morning sunshine, as if the goddess of tidiness had
burnished them—together with a rich English landscape
looking in at the windows, and, around the table, half-a-
eozen smiling faces and fair forms, all arrayed in that un-
deviating neatness which is also purely English—how the
heart is opened to all that is good, and kindly, and social
—how it is strengthened and fortified, arid guarded against
the cares and labours, and Ma of the ensuing day.
EXTRAORDINARY PETITION.—INCONVENIENCE OF
MAKING A MARRIAGE SETTLEMENT.—At the sitting of
the House of Commons, on Thursday week, Lord Dudley
Stuart said he rose to present a petition from one Mr.
Colin Makenzie. resident in Camden-town, which was of
a very peculiar character, and the like of which, perhaps,
had never been presented to that house before. The
petitioner stated that in 1846 he contracted a marriage
which had turned out very unfortunate for him—(a laugh)
by which he became acquainted with the evils of that
state. (Renewed laughter.) He was led to the conclu-
sion that the most fertile source of domestic unhappiness
was a marriage settlement, which gave to a wife great
power over her husband--(laughter)—and in consequence
of the independence which it placed her in she defied him,
against all the vows she made on the altar, and did all
sorts of things which she ought not to do. (Loud
laughter.) The petitioner stated that in censequence of
the practice of marriage settlements it was necessary to
employ a lawer to draw them, who in that way obtained
great influence over the parties, and frequently under
pretence of being the legal adviser of the husband, be-
came something more than a legal adviser to his wife.
(Laughter.) The petitioner finally prayed among other
things that the good old system of the ducking-stool
might be revived as a punishment for all undutiful and
runaway wives. (Oh, oh, and cries of " Order.")
A MESSENGER EXTRAORDINARY.—A characteristic
anecdote is related of Lord Hardwicke in the Quarterly
Review, just published. Every one knows, and has done
justice to, the humane and praiseworthy exertions of the
noble lord, whose ship. the Vengeance, happened to be at
Genoa during the recent insurrection in that city. The
preservation of thousands of lives, as well as of the edifices
of that beautiful place. was entirely owing, as the writer
truly says, to the gallantry, discretion, and humanity of
this distinguished officer; and on several occasions he en-
countered no small personal risk. His greatest difficulty
was with the Provisional Government, amongst whom
there were some hot-headed men desirous of holding out,
principally, it is supposed, with the hope of obtaining
either an amnesty for themselves personally, or time to
escape ; and it is reported that some very violent scenes
occurred, through which Lord Hardwick° managed to
steer with greet moderation and good humour. But it is
paid that on one occasion, when the storm of debate was
at the highest, his quieting influence was very much
strengthened by the arrival of a sudden and very unex-
pected auxiliary in the shape of a bomb-shell, which
thundered in through the wall of the council-chamber,
and exploded in the wall of the ante-room. It was won-
derful how suddenly the arrival of this messenger stilled
the stormy voices and subdued the violent gesticulations
of the war party, and particularly when, in the silent con-
sternation that followed the crash, Lord Hardwicke coolly
said, " Poo, poo ! 'tis only a shell ; but we had better
make haste, for there will be more corning."
EXTERMINATION OF INDIANS IN VIRGINIA.—There
yet remains to be told one terrible incident in the earlier
story of Virginia, an incident that resulted in the total
destruction of the Indian race. The successor to the
father of Pocahontas had conceived a deadly enmity
against the English: this was embittered from day to day,
as he saw the hated white man multiplying and spreading
over the hunting grounds of his fathers. Then a fierce
determination took possession of his savage heart. Fcr
years be matured his plans, and watched the favourable
moment to crush every living stranger at a blow. He
took all his people into counsel, and such was their
fidelity, and so deep the wile of the Indian chief, that
during four years of preparation, no warning reached the
intended victims. To the last fatal moment, a studied
semblance of cordial friendship was observed ; some En-
glishmen who had lost their way in the woods, were
kindly and carefully guided back again. One Friday
morning (March 22, 1622), the Indians came to the town
in great numbers, bearing presents, and finding their way
into every house. Soon the fierce shout of the savages
broke the peaceful silence, and the death-shriek of their
victims followed. In little more than a minute, three
hundred and forty-seven, of all ages and sexes, were struck
down in this horrid massacre. The warning of an Indian
converted to Christianity saved James Town ; the surviv-
ing English assembled there, and began a war of extermi-
nation against the savages. By united force, superior
arms, and, it must be added, by treachery as black as that
of their enemies, the white men soon swept away the
Indian race for ever from the Virginian soil.— Warbuton's
Conquest of Canada.
THE LADY'S MAID.—The lady's maid is the flower of
the domestic establishment, the Proserpine of the lower
regions, the ele'.gante, whose graces of mind and manners
bewilder the minds of the footmen, to whom, with super-
cilious scorn, she delivers the orders of her principals, a
stumbling block in the eyes of venerable butlers, as Maria
in those of Malvolio, and a target for the merry jests of
the servants' hall. The lady's maid is my lady's shadow,
a parody upon the chef-d'ceuvre of elegance, to whose
cast-off clothes, airs, and graces she has the honour to
succeed. Though worn to the bone by the labours of
office, though deprived of her rest by my lady's dissipa-
tion, and of her meals by my lady's selfishness, though
harassed by flaws of temper and caprices of taste, there is
a species of one and indivisibility between the mistress
and maid, characteristic of the umbrageous nature pointed
out. An instinctive esprit de corps unites the daughter
of Eve who washes the laces, and is to inherit them, with
the daughter of Eve who wears them in her pinners.
Against my master, or my lord, on the other hand, the
lady's maid cherishes an intuitive antipathy. Even my
master's own man, nay, even the family butler and coach-
man does she detest, as depdndencies of " master."
" Master" is a tyrant, master is a nuisance, master is
never satisfied, master is always complaining of the man-
ner in which his linen is starched, or left unstarched, and
master's shirt-buttons have twice as great an aptitude to
come off as any other gentleman's. And then master
keeps such hours ! Master goes to bed at an early hour,
and rises earlier than can be accounted for on any other
principle than that of matrimonial contrariety. Master
comes into my lady's dressing room in dirty boots, or
sets down his gat candlestick on a new cap. Master is
full of fancies, such as having his newspapers ironed, and
worrets people out of their lives about keeping dinner or
horses waiting. According to the lady's maid, there is no
end to the pectadillos of " master." Not but that my
lady has her faults too. My lady is sadly thoughtless and
heedless, and seems to think people have twenty pair of
hands, and no need of rest or recreation. But she is
a good creature after all; and if it were not for having
such a brute of a husband, she would be such a swee
tempered lady ! Ah ! poor thing ! if people only kn
what they were about when they married.—Mrs. Gore

NOTICES.

The Times of the End: Five Sermons on the Apocalypse,
preached during Advent, 1848. By the Rev. Charles
J. Furlong, Minister of Trinity Church, Boulogne-sur-

We have been kindly furnished with a few interesting
particulars respecting the important mission, with which
Mr. Furlong is now so intimately and beneficially con-
nected, and these our readers will find laid before them in
another part of our paper. •
These sermons by Mr. Furlong possess a peculiar value
at the present time, when so much is taking place in al-
most every quarter of the globe, to elucidate the extra-
ordinary revelations vouchsafed to the Apostle John. The
author, in the discourses before us, limits his teaching to
the pouring out of the sixth vial, and the opening of the
seventh,—the period of the Apocalyptic history at which
we ourselves are living. He presents his views with be-
coming modesty, but, at the same time, he points out
such marvellous and minute coincidences between the
historical facts, (which have been occurring during the
last few years,) and the symbolical representations fur-
nished to us in the few verses on which the sermons are
founded, as to arrest the attention and stimulate the in-
quiry of every devout and anxious Christian. His re.
marks are brief, but very pointed and effective. If there
is one point in the history of the world which is invested
with more peculiar solemnity and interest than another,
it is that which will usher in the glorious advent of our
blessed Redeemer, and as Mr. Furlong, in these addresses,
enters on the consideration of the "signs" that shall
precede and herald his coming, no doubt many a thought-
ful and earnest believer will be glad to have placed within
his reach the reflections of such an experienced Christian
as the preacher of these sermons, especially as the reader
is living at a time when, in the words of our author, "a
series of events, all bearing the same impress, and ap-
parently tending towards the same end, are following
each other in quick and startling succession. Who can
reflect on such events as these—events which only a few
months since would have been pronounced to be beyond
the remotest limits of probability—without feeling as if
he were watching the onward flow of that mighty tide
which bears upon its bosom the final destinies of the
human race, and rolls on more and more rapidly as it
advances nearer and nearer to the end of its predicted
course."