Newbern Weekly Progress

FROM OUR CORRESPONDENTS.

Salisbury, Oct. 1st, 1860.

Dear Progress :-I have a word to say, sottovoce : (Mr. Compositor, my dear fellow, I see you intend to aid me in my desire to indulge in " writing nonsense, now and then;" for the way you pulled the words out of the introduction to my last letter, reducing it to nonsense"of the first water," I confess " rather got me." I have a predilection for scribbling nonsense, but you made it, in that instance, rather too elliptical) I have no news to relate, of very vital import,

However,

The fail me-never

Topic,-the weather

Is blowing hither,

And thither,

Just now as ever

For you've doubtless discovered,

That just about this time o' th' year,

We always have some-kind of weather,

Or, another!"

N. B For the benefit of that portion of your readers, who are slightly obtuse of perception, I will state that the above, is "Pottery:" although they need not infer therefrom, that I am a "Pot." I am led to be thus considerate from having once read an account of a celebrated English Painter who, having finished a mono chrome sketch of an edifice of some kind entirely to his own satisfaction, but being rather skeptical regarding the artistic judgment and conception of the rest of mankind, condescendingly wrote under it "This is a house." You will perceive, although my rhythm is somewhat irregular, 'that I make the latter end of my lines" jingle" pretty well and that is more than "Horatio" did in his last effusion! and yet he is a Poet "after my own heart."

(Horatio is a first-rate specimen of the" genus homo, I know; and I have never ceased to regret that I failed to see him and make his acquaintance, the last time I was down his way. But, about this season of the year and the weather: Nature is now brown, red, blue, yellow and indeed, every color but green. These, I understand are the"rich autumnal tints" so much admired by the Poets! The air is right cool already, and imperative calls are being made by sedentary people for fires. The first three days that the Bailey Troupe were here, the rain fell and the wind blew incessantly; and, in the usual style of this season of the year; that is, whichever way a man turns his head, the wind appears to be blowing directly from that quarter. And feeling the rain beating against your back, you wonder what the deuce can make it beat, also, against your face, at one and the same time

The Bailey Theatrical Troupe played here six nights; three rainy nights in Murphy's Hall, the other three in their canvass tent. Their dramatic representations are natural and interesting. Besides they have considerable talent in brass, string and vocal music; every variety of fancy dancing; good dissolving views, &c., they also have stage appointments, scenery, wardrobe, &c.; in abundance and of excellent quality and design. They did a better business than any company that has been here for years. This is a very worthy family in every respect, I assure you, and its members constitute the main force of the company. I am thus particular as I understand they mean to visit Newbern soon.

A fisticuff encounter took place here between a Breckinridge and a Douglasite, last Friday night: the former was victorious. Same night the Band serenaded the Misses Neely from Mocksville.

The most active preparations are being made by both parties here for their respective mass meetings Hon. T. L. Clingman addressed the people here on Saturday night 29th ult. I was not present, nor have I yet heard the probable attendance of people, or the effect produced by the harangue

Mr. Hale of the " Fayetteville Observer"and lady passed through here the same night; and while stopping over a few hours at the Mount Vernon House, were treated to an excellent serenade by the Band. The honor, so well deserved by this distinguished member of the press, was, by, him promptly acknowledged. in a concise, well worded, cordially and gracefully uttered speech to the Band. It was highly laudatory of that body, but painfully self abnegating in so very talented and estimable a gentleman.

The Band went off to Hillsboro, this morning, to play for the anniversary parade and Ball, of the Orange Guards. Prof, Rowan Slater accompanied them as "Le Roi de la Danse." I hope "Orange Guard" will lose no time in giving you the full particulars of the grand fete, in his customary graphic style. I acknowledge the justice of the mild and friendly strictures of the elegant and classical "Lilian." But my kind Monitress. believe me my levity was more feigned than real; and let me here observe, that, judging from myself, your letters are perused with such eager avidity by the readers of the Progress, that you should (pro bono publico) let your pen have shorter intervals of rest, in future.

I will be at the State Fair: may I hope to have the pleasure of seeing you and Horatio there, Mr. Pennington.

COSMO