Plenty treads on the heels of famine.--It is not many weeks since a scarcity of produce was the general topick of discourse in our land, and we really feared that we might come to want, as every one of the family of we's is liable to at any day of his life. But all mouths have been stopped and agreeably to, by plenty flowing in from the great Egypt of the west; and as long we can have half a score of arrivals in our harbour per week, like the following "we shall have corn to sell and to keep."
Brig Illinois, Capt. Wagstaff, from Cleveland, laden with 1200 bbls. flour, 1300 bush. wheat, 90 hhds. tobacco, &c.
Brig Indiana, Capt. M'Kinstry, from Cleveland, with 1214 bbls. flour; 214 hhds. bacon; 97 bbls. pork, and 230 kegs of lard.
Schr Henry Norton, Capt. Oliver, from Cleveland, with 100 bls. flour; 1150 bushels wheat; 50 hhds. hams. &c.
Schr. Buffalo, Capt. Hart, from Cleveland, with 3000 bushels wheat 2000 bbls. hams, and 100 hhds. tobacco.
The vast granaries of the west would have ever remained hidden stores but for the Genius of Clinton and his internal improvements. And now, tod[....] it is said that his memory is to be insulted by the election of his worst and wilyest [sic] enemy to the Presidential chair.
Drowned.--On Monday night last, about 12 o'clock, the hands on board the steamboat Monroe, heard a person fall from the wharf at the foot of Main street, into Buffalo Creek. They hastened promptly to his relief but too late. HIs body was taken from the water and found to be a stranger, about 30 years of age, by the name of Wm. Fritz.