Washington telegraph., 1855-11-21
IFor the Ieleefaph.I
CAMDEN, ARK's, Nov. II, 1855.


figures. but when folded up they are hidden
and lost" And he might have further said
the moths Of forgetfulncss viii gnaw about
Its web and woof. and when 4pread out it will
come to pieces To forestal such a calami-
ty, proceed to sun mine in the light Of
your glorious couDtenance.
Alas. what are human hopes. Since l
last penned you. such beguilers of fiiful bu-
manity have been playing the Wild with oar
people Let it be known to all men that,
with US. rise in the river is the sum and
! substance of all that man wants here below
For the last two months not the smallest
bit of cloud could swim through the over
hanging sea of daylight, but it was critic
ally and meteorologically exanined.-alI
eyes were turned to it with Israelitish devo-
ton. The merchant, yard-stick in hand
the accountant, with pen behind his ears
| the blacksmith, hammer in hand-the tail
or left his goose to roast-the builder ceas-
ed his busy toll upon the house -top-all, all,
left their callings to gaze upon that little
cloud, as it lazily driEted athwart the heav-
ems and as they gazed t would die in the
embrace CT the sun, The shipwrecked ma
riner, on some lone and desolate isle of the
sea, peers anxiously over the blue waste for
succor but not with heart half so big
with human fate as that of our people when
they are hunting ram signs.
Well, at last the clouds heard the voice
Of thunder and fell into line, and made a
charge upon these low grounds, about ten
days ago. The rain came down with
jerk and twist. and the people lifted up
their voices and said, ''now it comes after
the old fashion-we II have plenty of navi-
gation now ~ The rain it fell. and the ry-
er it "riz twelve feet plumb water, and
last Monday night the whistle of steam
boat was heard. and the last fell assault up
on Sevastopol did not create more intense
excitement. It was about nine O'Clock at
night, and all the children ia town had gone
to bed, but up they sprang, and their moth
ers had them to dress, for to the bluff thew
must 60 The cry of ':Steamboatr Steam
boat" long, loud and lively, rang out
from all sorts of throats, until The pounded
atmosphere trembled, as it we're, with ago
ny; till Echo, who bad gone to sleep with
the owls in the swamp, "seized the perish
ing s:rain,'' and threw it back to the hills,
and the hills gave it to the winds. and the
winds waited it upwards and it died among
the stars
TIE steamboat U-ilIians c.. Young, all
the way from the mouth of Bayou Barthol-
omew, where she had been taking a pre-
emption on swamp lands. came up-snorted
around-took on three hundred bales of cot.
ton at S3-reverscd her keel-blew her
whistle, and away she went down the river
about ten miles. and is sticking there vet :.
Next day the Fulton came up-ashed 81
bale-nobody woud give it-put off 500
sacks of salt-(tha;'s good lick )-blowed
the mud out Of her boilers--took on passen-
gerz-sounded her steam trumpet-turned
her stern to the city. and Indignantly COM
menced walking out of tho woods.
Thus passed away the incidents of the
FIRST rise of the season. and some of our
patient and painting tradesmen have resum-
ed their sacearsng! The river bas acain
retired to private life. and quiet established
throughout the city
Fell your folks ifthey feel anyways fresh
they can get salt here at S. per sack-and
very salty at that
Bishop GEORGE PIERCE was here on last
Tuesday night. and made a speech in behalf
OF the Female College which the late Meth
ooist Conference at Eldorado established
here. He handled his audience ike DAVID
did bis harp, and every heart-string respon-
ded to his mastery touches He is the
greatest man l ever saw-thats the English
of my opinion. The enterprise will sue
ceed. lie put a coal of 6re en- the back of
the terrapin of public opinion, and o, how
1t is scratching and serambling. | tell YOU
the outcome of this place is Immense. The
prosperity and greatness which are in store
for her can't be sung in poetry or counted
in arithmetic, The centre of vast cir !
cumference, the light of her glory is al |
ready gliding the hill-tops Of the North (
West, and driving the mist froua the swamp
vallies of the SOUTHEAST. Her frat pupils !
spoke and said tall oaks from little acorns /
grow. In short, (and l like to be shortl i
she has the best schools, best preachers. I
best doctors. cleverest lawyers, keenest me~-
chants, fendest mothers, prestiest daughters
and fastest sons. of any town in its teens
tbs SIDE of anywhere Don't you believe
1t! Nell, just ride into town one cf these
days and hitch your horse. and if the rush
and rumble of the mountain torrents Of her
energy and earnestness don't make him
break loose, then I'll suffer you to bruise
the front of my offending.