THE FLYING MAN.Our old acquaintance. R. O. Davidson, Esp formerly of Oxford, is in New Orleans, exhibiting his “American Eagle*' and givinglectures upon dying. This wonderful bird, as we learn from the Picayune, produced quite a sensation in passing through the streets of the Crescent city.One elderly lady thought it was one of Miller's messengers, and said that she now swallowed the Parson—or rather his doctrines. Another thought it the skeleton of the comet, while an elderiy gentleman, with a,look of great sagacity, pronounced it one of Colt's sub-marine batteries, on its way to Mexico, to blow up that republic and setter Santa Anna and all his hosts. We had to enquire before we could ascertain the nature and uses of the mysle:ious looking ma chine.The Picavune adds:Since writing the above, we have seen this'strange “fowl” at the ththeatre, and heard a lecture upon the subject from Mr. Davidson, the inventor. He appears tolerably rangu.ne that he will be able to soar with ws a?rial machine; but without throwing cold water upon his project, or wishing to pluck a leather from his high hopes, we are constrained to believe that he will have to “fly round” a good deal upon this earth, procure larger wings for the new fashioned ea gie, and destroy several known laws of oqn ture, before he can ever reach the clouds without the aid of ropes and pulleys. Yet still, his machioe js a curiosity, evinces not aittie mechanical skill in its construction, andu well worth seeingH3*Tbo Episcopal r^onimn for the St A(belt;01woth*O*CimspacqtEtb01BmhrAdcAb}deeqtesiiAheotwri;tilthse