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AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM.*
BI O. WALLACE BOYDEN.
“Whom the gods love die young,” so
Wordsworth said,
But this avowal was not flattering to him,
For had they loved him he would have
been dead
Long years before he got this idea
through him;
And I’m inclined, upon mature reflection,
To this most sweeping charge to take ex
ceptions.
What wicked folks our parents must have
been;
Os course, this fact we cannot but allow;
Had they been good when young we had
not seen
This pleasant world, or been what we are
now;
For, if what Wordsworth said was gospel
truth,
They would, of course, have died in early
youth.
Then, there’s our minister, that good old
man,
So firm and steadfast, yet so meek and
mild—
Who never read a stanza in Don Juan,
But had Watts’ hymns at heart when but
a child;
Had the gods loved him when he was a boy,
His ministry we should not now enjoy.
And there are those whom we love passing
well,
The other, and the gentler sex, you
know;
Whose tender smiles the clouds of care dis
pel,
Whose soothing accents lighten every
woe—
If all bail died when they were five or six,
Wouldn’t we males be in a pretty fix?
Methuselah, they say, still clung to life
After he’d lived nine hundred years or so;
Instead of tiring of its tolls and strife,
He didn’t like, even then, to cut and go—
So, Wordsworth, i f I read your lines aright,
’Gainst him the gods had an especial spite.
I knew' a boy whose mother told him never
To ven:ure near the stream till he could
swim,
But who, om r day, went out upon the river
And got capsized, which made un end of
him ;
Since he died young, though disobedient,
I ’spose he’s one of those whom Words
woith meant.
Think of the “Heaving turf in mouldering
heaps”
(That’s the poetic phrase for burial vaults)
Where some “Forefather of the hemlet
sleeps;
(See Grey, his Elegy), and all his faults
Lie I uried with him; his g<x>d deeds alone
You’ll find above him, chisled out of stone.
How differently these monumental stones
Would read if Word# worth only spoke
the U uth;
Instead of blessings o’er the mouldering
bones
Os those who had survived their early
youth,
You’d find the following legend stuck
above ’em:
“ They lived until the gods ceased to love
’em.”
Our Sabbath Schools would be depleted
quite;
Parents would watch with deep solici
tude,
And teach their young to steal, and lie, and
fight,
For fear of losing them if they were good;
And in no time, ’twixt riot, rum mid revel,
Our world would be turned over to the devil.
O, surely, Wordsworth, you were much
mistaken,
And I am bound to let the people know it;
Though a good writer, you've no right to
uuku an
Assertion unbecoming to a pent;
When grim Death comes in any of his
phases.
Bad and Good turn their toes up to the
daisies. [Danbury New s.
•Hear the other side; or, listen to both
sides. [Newark, N. J.. Oct. 30. 1873.
A Doubtful Commimkst to Mr. Sts
phkns.—“One of the most prophetic, cau
tious and wary of our Georgia statesmen,”
says the Augusta Constitutionalist, “Chinks
Grant will seize Cuba if die hotheads will
only give him time. “ It may be stated
that it wa> the hothca Is or rather, as they
were then called, the “Hotspurs” of the
South, who prevented the setth ineiit of a
“little uaiaundcrßtaiidmg” in which Presi
dent Grant had a hand some time ago.
Nevertheless, in this Spanish matter there
Is no donbt but the “wary Georgia siaks
man referred to is ueiuvr right, bow than
when he accepted the vice Presidency of
the Somheru Confederacy. However. Con-
S r< ** nw *’ * few days ago, and we may
expect to bw that ‘still, small voice”
from Georgia still proclaiming for war in
the intereau and for the U>uor of the whole
Vmvc, —N. Y. Herakl.
Grace Greenwood aavs it >« bAidi
new-a-da va, to name « nutain or ' bib •
after a man dll be isd.aj n . ■ . ’
bezrlr or Like b*<k pay, or » I i
fal mi!way autocrat, w a candidate <
Presidcrry. then yenH wish vo>- x. >.,•
THE NORCROSS ADVANCE.
BY SIMMONS, VINCENT & CO.
AGRICULTURE A FRAUD.
AN ORIGINAL VIEW.
The Cincinnati Times says: “The
basest fraud of earth is agrictl
ture. The deadliest ignis fatuus
that ever glittered to beguile, and
dazzled to betray, is agriculture.
I speak with feeling on this sub
ject, for I’ve been glittered and
beguiled, and dazzled and de
stroyed by this same arch de
ceiver.
She has made me a thousand
promises; and broken everyone
of them.
She has promised me early po
tatoes, and the rain has drowned
them; late potatoes, and the
drought has withered them.
She has promised me summer
squashes, and the worms have
eaten them; winter squashes, and
the bugs have devoured them.
She has promised cherries, and
the curculio has stung them, and
they contain living things, un
comely to the eye and unsavory
to the taste.
She has promised strawberries,
and the young chickens have de
voured them, and the eye cannot
see them.
She has promised tomatoes, and
the old hens have, encompassed
them, and the hand cannot reach
them.
No wonder Cain killed his broth
er. He was a tiller of the ground.
The wonder is, that he didn’t kill
his father, and then weep because
he hadn’t a grandfather to kill.
No doubt his Early Rose potatoes,
for which he paid Adam seven
dollars a barrel, had been cut
down by bugs, from the head wa
ters of the Euphrates. His Penn
sylvania wheat had been winter
killed, and wasn’t worth cutting.
His Norway oats had gone to
straw, and would not yield five
pecks per acre, and his black
Spanish watermelons had been
stolen by boys, who had pulled
up the vines, broken down his
patent picket fence, and written
scurrilous doggerel all over his
back gate. No wonder he felt
mad when he saw Able whistling
along with his fine French rneri
noes, worth eight dollars a head,
and wool going up every day. No
wonder he wanted to kill some
body, and thought he’d practice
on Able.
And Noah’s getting drunk was
not at all surprising. He had be
come a husbandman. He had
thrown away magnificent oppor
tunities. Ho might have had a
monojioly of any profession or
business. Had he studied medi
cine there would not have been
another doctor within a thousand
miles to call him “Quack;” and
every family would have bought
a bottle of “Noah’s Compound Ex
tract of Gopher Wood and Anti-
Deluge Syrup.” As a politician,
he might have carried his own
ward solid, and controlled two
thirds of the delegates in every
convention. As a lawyer, he
would have been retained in
every case tried at the Ararat
Quarter Sessions, or the old Ark
High Court of Admiralty. But he
threw away all these advantages
and took to agriculture. For a
long time the ground was so wet
he could raise nothing but sweet
flag and bullrushes, and these at
. last became a drug in market.
What wonder that when at last
1 he did get half a peck of grapes
that were not stung to death by
Japhet’s honey bees, he should
have made wine and drowned his
sorrows in a “flowing bowl.”
The fact is, agriculture would
demoralize a saint. 1 was almost
a saint when I went into it. I’m
a demon now. I’m at war with
everything. I fight myself out of
bed at four o’clock, when my bet
ter nature tells me to lie still till
seven. I light myself into the
garden to work like a brute, when
reason and instinct tel! me to stay
in the house and enjoy myself
like a man. I fight the pigs, the
chickens, the moles, the birds, the
bugs, the worms —everything in
which is the breath of lite. I tight
the docks, the burdocks, the mul
len. the thistles, the grapes, the
M eeds, the roots —the whole vege
table Kingdom. I light the heat,
the frost, the rain, the hail —in
short, I light the universe, and get
whipped in every battle.
1 have no more admiration to
waste on the father of George
Washington fur forgiving the de
struction of his cherry tree. A
cherry tree i< only a curculio nur
sery, and the grandfather of his
country knew it. 1 have half a
dozen cherry trees, and the day
mi young George Washington is
six years old I'll give him a hatch
et and toll him to down with every
’ ’ ir- on the r’ace.
SUICIDE FOR A BLUNDER.
In a touching little story of Paul
Heyse’s, called “The Dead Lake,”
a physician is so shocked by the
death, through his negligence, of
a girl, his first patient, whom he
only then discovers to have loved
him, that he resolves Hover again
to practice his profession, and
finally, driven by remorse, deter
mines to commit suicide. He is,
accordingly, about to drown him
self in the Dead Lake, when to
the lonely inn, on its borders,
where he is writing his farewell
letter to the world and to life,
comes a lady with a sick child.
There is no medical aid to be had
within miles, and unless our phy
sician breaks his vow and post
pones his fatal resolution, the
child must die. To the practiced
story reader, it is, perhaps, need
less to mention that the child
does not die, but that, instead, the
physician, reconciled to life, mar
ries the lovely widow, and all go
off happily together in a coach
and four.
In Boston the other day a sad
der ending befell a story, from
which Heyse might have copied
the idea of his own. A young
doctor attached to the staff of the
City Hospital was called up at a
late hour on Thursday night to
prescribe for one of the female
nurses who was suffering from
nervous depression. Once or twice
before he had given her opiates
for the same trouble, and, upon a
hasty examination, repeated the
prescription. In the morning she
was dead. It was then discovered
that when Dr. Foster had pre
scribed for her opium, she was
already under the influence of the
drug, and that the double dose
had undoubtedly killed her. Upon
ascertaining this fact, the unfor
tunate man, at once taking upon
himself the responsibility of the
girl’s death, retired to his room
and committed suicide by sever
ing the femoral artery. Before as
sistance could reach him he was
quite dead.
It seldom happens that the most
j conscientious physician, whatever
j pain he may suffer from the fatal
' consequences of error that is in
separable from mortal knowledge,
is wrought to such an extreme of
I remorse as to be driven to self dt
i st ruction. Dr. Foster’s case is not,
j indeed, without precedent, and
flhat of comparatively recent date.
I One of the most eminet ol the
| many eminent practitioners who
have of late years adorned the
profession of medicine in Eng
land, committed suicide under
very similar circumstances. He
hau advised a certain course of
treatment for a distinguished pa
tient, of exalted position, which
his colleagues disavowed. Death
followed, and the surgeon blew
his brains out. Had Dr. Nealton
failed in the well-known opera
tion on the Prince Imperial, per
formed at great risk and against
the direct opposition of the Em
peror, he might have followed the
same course. But these were
cases of men in whom the great
est. professional eminence and a
long and brilliant career might
be supposed to add to the pangs
of remorse the still keener morti-
■ fication of failure and, perhaps,
I professional ruin. That a young
| man, a mere student, only twenty
i three years of age and just at the
: outset oi his career, should have
b en shocked to the point of sui
, cide by a not unnatural mistake,
i argues a degree of sensibility and
j professional pride, we might say
ot professional enthusiasm, which
would probably have made him,
I had he lived, the instrument of
rare useiulness and comfort to
I suffering humanity. What makes
; ! the case even more peculiar is
' that the first dose which the o-irl
i; took is believed to have been like
i wise taken lor the purpose of
committing suicide, so that Dr
‘ fosters error, however it may
> j have accelerated, was not, per
i haps, the only or even the es
sential cause of death. Inquiry
! may reveal a still closer resem-
> blance between the incidents of
i tact and romance.
• I The medical profession involves
! terrible responsibilities; but it
has also rare compensations, as
; the poor youth might have learn
i ed had he been content to drink
the bitter ot science with its
j sweets. If all doctors who made
fatal blunders in diagnosis or
treatment w ere to kill themselves.
I the ranks of the profession would
[be sadly depleted. But if there
were more doctors willing to kill
themselves for their blunders.
; there would be a gratifying de
I crease in the lists ot morta'itv.—
Fori
NORCROSS, GA., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 10, 1873.
SOAKING MACKEREL.
The Danbury News says when
a woman puts three mackerel to
soak over night in a dish pan
whose sides are eight inches high,
and leaves the pan on a stairway,
she has accomplished her mission
and should go hence. This was
what a Division street woman did
on Friday night: Filled the pan
at the pump, and then left it
standing on the steps to the stoop,
while she v.’ent into the next house
to see how many buttons would
be required to go down the front
of a redingote. And a mighty im
portant affair that was to be sure.
And there was her husband tear
ing through the house in search
of a handkerchief, and not finding
it, of course. And then he rushed
out into the yard, wondering where
on earth that woman could be,
and started down the steps with
out seeing the pan, or even dream
ing that any one could be so
idiotic as to leave it there. Os
course he stepped on it; or, at
least, that is the supposition, as
the neighbors who were brought
out by the crash that followed,
saw a horrified man, and a high
dishpan, and three very demoral
ized mackerel shooting across the
garden, and smashing down the
shrubbery. And he was a nice
sight, Avas that unhappy man,
when they got him on his feet.
There wasn’t a dry thread on him,
and his hair was full of bits of
mackerel, and one of his shoulders
was out of joint, and his coat was
split the whole length of his back,
and he appeared out of his head.
He was carried into the house by
some of the men, and laid on a
bed, while others went after a
doctor, and sixteen women as
sembled in the front room, and
talked in whispers about the in
scrutable Avays of Providence, and
what a warning this was to peo
ple who never looked where they
were going.
FAITH IN PRAYER.
A little girl, in a wretched atic,
whose sick mother had no bread,
knelt down by the bedside and
said, slowly: “Give us this day
our daily bread.” Then she went
into the street and began to won
der where God kept his bread.
She turned round the corner and
saw a large well filled baker's
shop.
“This,” thought Nettie, “is the
place;” so she entered confidently
and said to the big baker, “I’.ve
come for it.”
“Come for what ? ”
“My daily bread,” she said,
pointing to the tempting loaves.
“I’ll take two, if you please, one
for mother and one for me.”
“All right!” said the baker,
putting them into a bag and giv
ing them to the little customer,
who started at once into the street.
“Stop, you little rogue!” he
said roughly; “ where's your
money ? ”
“ I hadn’t any,” she said simply.
“Hadn’t any,” he repeated an
grily; “you little thief what
brought you here then ?”
The hard words frightened the
little girl, who bursting into tears,
said : “ Mother is sick, and I am so
hungry. In my prayers I said,
‘Give us this day our daily bread,’
and then I thought God meant me
to fetch it, and so I came.”
The rough but kind hearted ba
ker was softened by the child’s
simple tale, and he sent her back
to her mother with a well filled
basket.
“Jim, de men don't make such
fools ob demselves about women
as de women do about men. If
de\’ look at de moon dey see a
man in it ; if dey hear a mouse
nibbling, it's a man; and dey all
look under de bed de last thing at
night to find a man. Why. I neb
ber looks under de bed to find a
woman, does you ? ”
Definitions not according to the
dictionary: Deputation—A noun
of multitude which signifies many,
but does not signify much. Mar
riage—Harness for a pair. Musi
cian—A man who plays when he
works, and works when he plavs.
Water—A clean fluid, once used
as a drink.
Woman was made out of the rib
taken from rhe side of a man ; not
out of his head, to rule him, but
out of his side, to be his equal,
under his arm. to be protected :
and near his heart to be beloved
TEN CHILDREN OVERTAKEN
BY A PRAIRIE FIRE—SIX
BURNED TO DEATH.
The dispatch from Omaha giv
ing particulars of the prairie fire
at Wilbur, on the South Platte
division of the Omaha and South
western Railroad, failed to convey
an idea ol the terribly dangerous
position in which a school house
full of children was placed, ten
of whom were overtaken by the
flames and burned, six of them to
death. The school house Was situ
ated in the direct line of the fire,
but the precaution had been taken
to have the ground immediately
surrounding it ploughed and the
prairie grass for what had been
deemed a safe distance from it
cut nearly to the ground. The
flames, as has been stated, ap
proached the school house with
frightful rapidity, and the chil
dren looking out upon the vast
field of flame and smoke became
wild with fear and unmanageable.
Every effort possible under the
circumstances was made to keep
them Avithin the building, and
many did remain. Some fifteen
or twenty, however, succeeded in
breaking away, and in the belief
that they were saving themselves
from destruction by so doing, ran
out through the grass toward their
homes. Before reaching points of
safety ten of them certainly, and
it is now believed eleven, were
caught by the advancing flames,
in which three or four were known
to be almost instantly burned to
death, three more so seriously
burned that they cannot recover,
and the remainder so badly burn
ed that they are maimed for life.
A tragically affecting addition to
the terrible scene of the burning
children was the appearance of
the mother of one of the victims
making her way frantically
through the unburned grass in
the hope of reaching and saving
her child. She was too late, how
ever, and before she could realize
her position her child had been
burned and she was surrounded
and caught by the lire and burned
beyond recovery.— Balt. Amer.
“ You liev heern, gentlemen of
the jury,” said an eloquent advo
cate —“yo.u hev heern the witness
swar he saw the prisoner iai.se his
gun; you hev heern him swar he
saw the flash and heerd the re
port; you hev heern him swar he
saw the dog fall dead; you hev
heern him swar he dug the bullet
out with bis jacknife, and you hev
seen the bullet produced in court;
but whar. gentlemen, whar, I ask
you, is the man that saw that bul
let hit that dog?”
A clergyman informed his peo
ple at the close of his sermon that
he intended in a few days to go
on a mission to the heathen. Af
ter the congregation was dismiss
ed, a number of the members
waited for their pastor, and crow
ding around him, expressed their
astonishment at the new turn in
his affairs, asking him where he
was going, and how long they
would be deprived of his minis
trations. He said to them : “My
good friends, don’t be alarmed —1
am not going out of town.’’
—
An lowa county squire concludes
the matrimonial knot ceremony
thusly: “Them that (he court
hath joined together let no man
bust asunder; but suffer little
children to come unto them, so
help you God.’’
A blessed old lady being asked
if she ever had her ears pierced
by the wail of distress, said she
couldn't very well remember, but
she believed it was done with a
fork.
A worthy farmer in Georgia.;
who was carried home on a litter!
the other day, solemnly asserts;
that nothing but a twenty ton an- i
chor can hold a sorrel mule down
to the earth after she had stepped j
into a yellow jacket’s nest.
An Irishman put his head into !
a lawyer's office, and asked the I
inmate: “Au’ what do you sell
here?’’ “Blockheads,'’ i eplied
the limb of the law. “Otch, thin,
to be sure,” said Pat. “it must be i
a good trade, for ye have but one [
of them left.”
An Irish coronor, when asked j
how lie accounted for an extraor
dinary mortality in Limerick, re- i
plied, sadly: "There are people [
dving this rear who never died !
VOL. I.—NO- 24.
CHEAP HOMES,
AND ON LONS TIME
Fort sAjers
GWINNETT COUNTY.
The lands which were advertised lot*
sale in Lawrenceville, on the first Tues
day ill this month, by the subscriber, were
not sold at auction, as was intended, in
consequence of the money crisis now pre
vailing, and the heavy rain which fell dur
ing sale hours. A minimum price was
fixed on each tract, however, and a few
were sold at private sale.
Those described below were not sold,
and are now offered at the price to each
annexed, to-wit:
The Northeast corner of lot number 141,
and a part of number 148, cont aining about
75 acres. Thia place lies one mile south
of the Const-house, in Lawrenceville, on
the Covington road. There is a dwelling
house, stable, well of first-rate water, a
yc-tti’g orchard, and about forty acres of
pretty level gray laud in a good c«nditio s
for a crop next year; the balance is all in
the woods. Price $lO per a we.
The Southeast corner of the same lot,
and part of number 148, making another
tract of about 75 acres. This is all in the
woods, and contains a good deal of branch
bottom, with a beautiful building spot, on
the same road. Price $7 per acre.
The Southwest corner of number 141.
This is ail in the woods, lies well and is
well timbered, except some ten to fifteen
acres, which is a pine old fine. The soil
is good and contains a large proportion of
bottom land. Price $7 per acre.
The Northeast, Southeast and South
west quarters of lot number 140, contain
ing. according to Original survey, sixty
two and a half acres each. The Covington
road runs; nearly on the Northeast line of
.this lot. and a right of way to the lower
side of the lot from the road will be re
serve.!. These three tracts are all in the
woods, well watered, and on each could
be opened a nice little farm. Price of
each $7 per acre.
As many of the above tracts will be sold
together as may be desired, or any person
applying can have either alone.
A tract of 22U acres, adjoining AV in. J.
Born, Dr. Mitchell and Colonel N. L. Hut
chins’ lands, lying inside of the town cor
poration, and good red land, well watered,
all ready for the plough. Price sls per aere
The Gordc n place,with 5'J acres of wood
land, in the Southeast corner of number
130. On this place there is a good dwelling
house, with seven rooms, and a poor crib
and stable, one and a fourth miles from
the Court-house, on the Jefferson road.
There is a first-rate spring, well improved
and surrounded by the native forest trees,
near the house, and about 75 acres of first
rate red land, now all lying out. The
houses and fences are in bad condition,
but can be made good with but reasonable
cost. The two tracts contain 175 acres.
Price sl,2tX>. Any competent judge would,
on seeing this property, pronounce it very
cheap.
The Hoiliusworth place, on the same
road, two mi es from flic Court-house.
This place contains 250 acres, number 207.
and has always been considered one of
the best farms in the neighborhood, im
provements fair, about one-half cleared,
and the other in the woods. If desired,
this lot will be divided into two equal
parts, by running a line across the road,
so as to throw one-half on the side next to
K. T. Terrell, and the other next to J. M.
Ambros’ farm, and the purchaser can
have choice of sides at the price asked,
which is sl‘J per acre.
Also, about 75 acres in the Northeast
corner of lot number 130, on the same
road, and adjoining the lands of J. M.
Ambrose and others. Os this tract al»out
25 acres is old field, and the balance all
wood lands. There is an old house place
on the road, two and three-fourth miles
from town, and several fruit and shade
trees around it—a beautiful place for a
residence. Price six dollars per acre.
All these lands lie in the fifth district of
said county, and within eight or nine miles
of the Air-Line Railroad, and to enable
persons of small means to secure homes
for themselves and families,are offered on
the following easy terms, to-wit; One
fourth cash, one at two years, one at three
and the other at four years, with interest
at ten per cent.
William E. Simmons, Samuel J. Winn,
or Dr. T. K. Mitchell, would show the
property to strangers wishing to see it.
For further partic liars, address
JAMES P. SIMMONS.
Norcrc»-' Gr-orgin.
rev 12! f
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Is designed to promote all the great
interests of our readers especially, and of
our country and race generally.
To do that we promise to give thorn each
week the most important news, both
Foreign and Domestic ; the Market Re
ports and Atlanta Prices Current ; the
Legal Sales of Gwinnett and a few other
counties,etc., and such Literary,Scientifi ?,
Educational, Political, Agricultural and
Religious reading matter as we may from
time to time think most interesting and
profitable.
In Polities the ADVANCE will be
independent; but it will not be partisan,
nor do injustice to any party, 01 indi
vidual, knowingly. And, as we hon
estly believe, that, the first and chief care
of all Christians should be to defend our
holy religion against the uiles of Satan—
his hosts and tneir arms, we will discharge
this sacred duty, as best we can, under
the guidance of is able to direct
and keep us in the way of truth.
We will also studiously avoid giving
cause of offense to any professed Christian
on account of difference of opinion, and
will not, through this medium, attempt to
build up any one branch of the Clrtirch
more than others, nor to injure any one ot
them.
OUR RELIGIOUS PLATFORM.
AVe believe that there is a per
sonal God—who created and over
rules all things—that Jesus Christ
is His Son and our Savior, and that
the Holy Ghost is His messenger
and our instructor.
That the Bible was written by
inspiration of God—is true—and
the only safe foundation for
Christian faith and practice.
That the soul is immortal—that
there will be a resurrection of the
dead and fina l judgment, and that
the punishment of the unre
deemed will be eternal.
And will insist, that all who
agree in these fundamental propo
sitions,and seek salvation through
Christ, constitute his Church, and
should all unite and co-operate
with Him, and each other, in the
sacred work of redemption, as an
affectionate family of brothers
and sisters,
James P. Simmons,
I. U. Vincent,
,I<>hn ili.x rs.