Burke's weekly for boys and girls. (Macon, Ga.) 1867-1870, September 24, 1870, Image 1

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Entered according to Act of Congress, in June, 1870, by J. W. Burkk & Cos., in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the So. District of Georgia Vol. IV— No. 13. Written for Burke’s Weekly. THE CITY OF AUGUSTA. UGUSTA, on the Sa vannah river, is one cities in Georgia. Indeed, we should not be going too far if we (called it one of the most beautiful cities in the Uni- Y ted States. Broad Street, which is the principal busi ness street of the place, is about one hundred yards wide, and contains many fine stores and dwellings. The hu a double row of elegant shade trees, which add much to its comfort. Greene Street is another fine street, some of the handsomest residences in the city being situated on this street. Augusta contains a number of elegant public buildings. The City Hall, of which we give a representation on this page, is quite an imposing structure — built of brick, three stories high, with a cupola, surmounted by the figure of Justice. It is used as a Court House, as well as for city purposes. Its cost, before the war, was one hundred thou sand dollars. Augusta was laid out in 1735, by the Trustees of Georgia, and was named by General Oglethorpe, in honor of the royal princess, Augusta. In 1860, its population was 12,493. It has been largely built up since that time, and has a population now, we imagine, of nearly twenty thousand. Good Deeds have no Sabbath, f 1 long since, says a Breslau iper, an elderly man, with uare head, stood in an eating house, surrounded by a crowd of peo ple. The landlord held the man’s hat and cane, and an impudent waiter stood between the guest and the door. The confusion of the old man was inde scribable. He seemed to be for the first MACON, GEORGIA, SEPTEMBER 24, 1870. time in his life in such a scrape—said nothing, looked down on the ground, and with difficulty restrained his tears, while all around mocked and jeered at him. Just then a poorly-dressed Israelite, with a long white beard, entered, and inquired what it all meant, and with an expression ofalmost feminine curiosity. He was told that the man had eaten and drank, and now that he must pay, he searched his pockets in vain for money. ' “ Well,” exclaimed the Israelite, “ I r lyllyi I fj IJB.I Jj-IJLWp l- mm H- -lift vaSts aJ 1/v-ii ft 111 Wl iim- ml 1 I itcrfcftii 1 BflbLt Ah it LbL i I.IJI J&j J|yn^|4 i ij see the old man for the first time, but I’ll be bound that he did not come here to cheat. And landlord, suppose he had no money to forget, couldn’t you for once give a poor man something to eat, for God’s sake? How much does he owe, any how?” The debt was eight silver groschen, and the Israelite, paying this, took the poor old man by the hand and led him to the door. Those present did not seem to enjoy the reproof which their brutality had received, and one insolent fellow cried out: “ Hey, Jew, what have you done? This is the Sabbath, and you have touched money!” (This is forbidden to the Israelites.) “ Just now I forgot that I was a Jew, just as you forgot that you were a Christian. But you may rest easy on my account I understand my com mandment which says, ‘ Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy.’ Just get some schoolmaster to explain it to you, and if he is a reasonable man he will agree v.ith me —‘Good deeds have no Sabbath.’ ” And with these words the good man left the room. CITY HALL, AUGUSTA. Written for Burke’s Weekly. Who Prayeth Best? fn|P AM a little child, And seldom make a speech ; VJp But now, in accents mild, A lesson I would teach ; So listen all to what the poet says, vC? And practice Mercy in your youthful days— “ Who prayeth best? How shall I tell. And not offend the least? lie prayeth well who loveth well Both man, and bird, and beast; He prayeth best who loveth best All things, both great and small; For the dear God who giveth rest, He makes and loves us all.” Florence Lyndon. Troy , Ala., 1870. Whole No. 169. Written for Burke’s Weekly. THE YOUNG- EXPLORERS; OR, BOY-UFE IH TEXAS. BY JOHN C. DUYAI,, Author of “ Jack Dobell ; or, A Boy's Ad ventures in Texas," “ The Adventures of Big-Foot Wallace f etc- CHAPTER XI. The Explorers Leave San Antonio — Vast Num bers of Dees —Encampment on the Medio — Doing Guard Duty — Mr. Pitt and Uncle Seth Differ in Opinion—Cudjo Settles the Question —A Four-footed Sentinel —Gobbler Steak for Breakfast — All Hands Badly Feuded —Uncle Set.h S—’* JOmieuu 1 ’■ oqM ‘run ’IW ( by this time the day was , -r3^vJ f pretty well advanced, we con- concluded not to leave San Antonio until the next morning, more particularly as we wished to purchase some articles we needed for the road, which we knew we should not have another chance of procuring. The next morning we made an early start, taking the road running westward from San Antonio, to a little place lately settled by some French, and called after its founder, Castroville. At that day, all the country between San Antonio and Leon was a beautiful open prairie, with here and there a scattering mot of mesquite or other timber, and was a favorite resort for deer and antelope. When only five or six miles from the city, we halted for a few moments, at Willie’s suggestion, and counted the number of droves of deer that were in sight, and we made out twenty-seven of them. Allowing forty deer to a drove, which was a very low average, the number of deer visible was something over a thousand ! At this day, a single one is rarely ever seen in. all that region of country; so rapidly have they disappeared before the advancing settlements. Crossing the Leon, we continued our route, and about three o’clock in the evening came to the Medio, where Un cle Seth thought it advisable to halt for