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! " [j -.i i w V,. j YOL. I. €t)c Georgia iUecklu, ' SEvoted to * ' Literature and General Information, WM. HENRY PECK, . Editor and Proprietor. . 't PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY, BY “ PECK & E INES. • "• TERMS, INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE : One'copy, per annum......... .-$2.00 Singl# copies, 5 cents. K A VSI-rfe.,A«r.to V*'" "I "%f : 12 lines, for one insertion, and 50 cents for each subsequent insertion. A liberal deduction made to those who advertise by the year.'* I 'I 'i 111 -■?!_ With the MS. of thejfollowing Beautiful poem, LizziS asks us if we are “not tired of her poetry. On the contrary we are ever glad to reeeive such poetical diamonds from her gif ted pen. We think the melody and thrilling sentiment of “ The Fairy Bells ” will favorably compare with ''any. Lyric we have ever read. (Written for the Georgia Weekly.) THE FAIRY BEftLS. . BY LIZZIE. Hear you not entrancing music? • •’ Softer, softer now it swells, Hear ye not those notes of sff: etness, Rungfrom distant Fairy Bells ? Listen, listen, they are ringing, Down the pathway of my life ( In their chiming there is soothing, For the he.ut’a unrest and strife. In the far off distance ringing, Echo gathers rip the strain, And her voice is sweetly dinging Half the music back again. Fairy Bells are ringing upward, From the long forgotten hours, Leaving all the thorns and thist es, Only.bringing back the flowers. Telling of the happy moments, That have passed, oh. long ago? Bearing all the joy and gladness, Leaving all the pain and-woe- Fairy Bells,are sweetly telling, Os a Mother’s tender love, Os the hours when she was with ine, si ’K™ they called Wv-fjf abo . I Telling of a noble father, Strong and hopeful, true arid hold, ’Ere he left the friends who loved him, For the far off laud of gold. Telling, too, how then, fair fortune, Sweetly on riiy pathway smiled, II w my path was once so flowery, Not, as now, so dark and wild. Fairy Bells are ringing ever, Down the vista of inv life, And their music takes me backward. Far from present pain and strife , Takes me backward ’mid this twilight, While I hear their pleasant chime, To the happy hours of long since, To my blessed childhood's time. Yes, and often on the breezes, Os the evintide there swells, Music sweet and soul entrancing. From those chiming Fairy Boils, Merri‘either County, Georgia. JAMES JOHN ALLFLINT, OF NEW ORLEANS. A SKETCH—BY WILLIAM HENRY PECK, Avery peevish, proud and pompous old gentleman was James John All flint, of New Orleans; and all his friends, if he had any, and all his ene* mies, and he counted them by scores, knew it; but he cared not a rush for the opinion of anybody, especially of his friends. A great talento-had J. J. Allflint for the making of money, and he had been making it from the very day that saw him attain the age of twelve, and at the thfi*. when I have the pleasure to . introduce .him to my readers, he num berejfc-three score and five years. Therefore, for fifty-three years he had ■been heaping up gold, shaving paper and Investing in real and personal esr tate; very frequently dabbling In speculations none the less palatable to him, because they might have been termed by more scrupulous then—dir ty. In fact, the dirtier the affair, the fetter, in the eyes of James John—and he poowpoohed the eyes of anybody else-! He had arrived in our unrivaled metropolis—unrivaled for mud—at the tender age above mentioned, sole owner of a threadbare suit of Yankee homespun, a jack-knife, and a spy glass. Let us not pause to inquire into the right of his ownership, though tradition hath it that the cook of the Bangor Maid, the craft that bore him to our Levee, missed a jack-knife about that time, and the captain growled for the loss of his spy-glass. Far be it from me to insinuate that James John purloined those articles, for he never took anything that did not belong to him—except in a few instances, and then he did it “accord ing to law.” liVi v : ■ With this capital, he began in New Orleans, just -a* the •etwhtrf the eigh teenth century, as a rag-piekerf'Soon Accumulating a few dollars in that savory and lucrative business, he be came ambitious, arid became part ow ner of an aged horse and a very Ven erable wagon, lie fle&t row to be a Jfkieii to jloufet SftgjW, - v /J milk-seller, and probably purchased a barrel of chalk with each cow. Years •flew by, till James John was over sixty years of age, and still a bachelor. He now counted his dollars by the ten thousand, .and added to his wealth, as a commission merchant, by doing an immense business in sugar, cotton, and everything else—clean and unclean. It is not, perhaps, generally known that We emulating those barbarians'# tjie Fist,"Sometimes sell ffpliakt l ‘i- A * • - . and. even the writer has seen a few es -those pleasant bargains brought to a happy in a church-—a very fasniobable place in which to grin at the —I blush to. mention the gen tlemen, but his "favorite colors are black and red, and htti namesake may be found .in every editor’s sanctum, when the cry-is “ copy !.” Our friends sometimes “sell’.’ us, but in that li'ghtr the affair is, mostly, ‘a temporary matter;.but this selling of opr daugh ters is q natter* When a'lafly’seea fji'iwijtU.j herself, it is her privatiaaffair* enough to bpljfc- my tongue-4-though the frequenc/‘'of the transaction,ttWe,-' abouts, imposes a terrible weetraiht upon the unruly member. By-the-by, I must Say that»yitl my’.female friends make ample America for uty pagan taciturnity ! Well, Jame3 John found a man, I was about to say, but Truth says—“a biped.’ without feathers," who was wiliing-!&nd auxious to sell . him one of his seven,' or'nine, daugh ters; .As he had a large stock on handyhe-aold cheap ; and James John became the husband of Amelia Done for,' by indorsing her father’s note for thirty thousand—for James John, to his astonishment— in after years— was ready to pay a million for hen And Amelia was cheap at that price, as is any handsome, healthy, hearty, virtuous, amiable and industrious girl. Am I wrong, Indies i Apt you, Billy I hear - i ii,- of Amelia, .he thottgnt his feeippjp nicely made; hut, alas! for- human anticipations; he had a bed'of thorns, of hot coals, of jealousies, for his rest ing place. Amelia, without a blemish when she married, soon found that she could not love the pompous, purse proud devotee of mammon, as her worthy parents had repeatedly as sured her she certainly would. Now, a young and natuially affectionate wife, who, instead of loving her hus band, turns blue with disgust at the sight of him, must have something to love ; and that something always walks on two legs and grows hair Upon the chin. James John had in his am atory insanity fancied himself capable of loving ! lie never made a grander, a more magnificent mistake in all his life. True, he loved money ; but that is a kind of accretive amativeness that does not pass as current coin upon the marts of Venus. Besides himself and his superb wife, James John allowed no one to press foot upon his parlor carnet, save his head clerk, Rushrnan, and an old blaek cat, which John, in a grim spasm of fun, had named Cataline. He excluded all young men, hand some or ugly, rich or.poor, straight in the bach, or crooked in the legs, from his house. He had read in the news papers, the only literature he ever honored with his notice, that handsome young inen had been known to make love to the wives of Ugly, old men, and, oh, shameful! to sometimes run away with them—the wives, I mean. It is true that be did not think it probable that any man could ever dare to make love to his wife, but as the horrible thing was possible, “ he’d be plagued if he would’nt look sharp !” So Amelia, young',:; gay and socia ble, and more than that, ' knowing what a beauty she was, was caged, cooped up like a goldfinch, and only caught dim glimpses of life through the gilded bars of her prisoh. Her jealous, fir»-faoed, illiterate spouse she detested, and he soon learned it; and the as it broke upon his mind through clouds of gold-dust, did not improve the well known amiability of his temper. Ame lia hadi what some of her sex had not, a heart—a' heart ready to love any thing tha,t would love her; and she pined to give vent to the pent-up affec tion that filled her very soul. But what, whom, must she love? Her husband ? Ho, ho ! What an idea! Love an ogre i But then there was the cat, the stately, sable, living puss of that husband. As for that unique specimen of the feline race, he was a character in himself, and really de serves more mention than I have time to bestow. Suffice it to eay that his age was a marvel, and his acquisitive ness boundless. He had a sovereign contempt' for all the forms of human society, and was generally aborning- GREENVILLE, GEGffG&V ted, especially who bad made iA-ived this mOThing and surrejjtitioiJHion 0 f the military nine lives. Janqjg re body now he had an agreeabv, ave been at half to everything he saic., oera i ceremo ton’s cat ji joolrow afternoon. an indistinct” £ mouser . —' and had qfct” is /5 ' ’ “ and dispa he, slie f iete*’*#,. to rurally very little of re* sition, said that- —^ fancy cats-, for they are pitvnc^^" love anything except a many j>ut as for her, she not only despised Cats, but everybody .that loved them”—and flushed her black eyes right under tha nose of James John Allflint. • But besides the cat, ther'e was Frank Knslupafl, the head pierk of the-firm of Allflint. Oh, shorf-sjghted James John ! Oh; blind J: J. ! Did not you know that' Bushman was one. of those disturbers of matfimonial “peace - who are aptly; yet profanely, called “ devils among the ladies /” But then Frank Was, and always had been, almost a son to Allfliht. James John had taken the stripling into his house as an under clerk ten years before he resigned bac'nelordom for—martyrdom ; and had advanced him step by step, until he now stood second in the house—the mercantile house, for the cat was second at home, and Amelia third; is sos Frank, he was allowed to take a seat in the par lor, principally as a shield against the sarcasms of Amelia, who never rjGwl her tongue against James John j presence of a third person. over, James 1 • " music, as many such bam ' JPN have, and as pi^tep*i (V 1 ' ! most admirable p£‘ . - ■ . ■ : guitar, harp that rarest lie jJtM his amorous halbtclroSlSscJ&ai^Hl sented to him •;for if&faWt"f|Vr 115 but when all his efforts to ehc&JiS musical accomplishments, when no onV but himself Una Cataline were present,! were like whistling against the wind, he felt that more than Amelia had been Sold ! His cat, too, had a vil lainous, canine propensity to how], most diabolically out of tune, when ever Amelia sang, and as James John would not permit the amiable beast to be ejected froth the apartment, she ab solutely refused to raise her voice. But when Frank Bushman was pres-' ent, and joined his request to the commands of his pompous employer, Amelia always displayed her powers; and in some- pieces the pleasing ac coropanimeiitof'the melodious Catiline was almost inaudible, although With great determination he •Spread his claws, tore at the rug, erected his hack till he looked like a crescent, di lated his tail to the size of a “pope’s, head,’’ and caterwauled feroCiot&ly., Bushman, a fellow of great genius, hit upon a method of shaming Cata line. He carried a fiddle with him on one occasion, and the tuning of that discordant instrument so terrified the cat that he held his peacejEusavf7 J* terwards! imal had heard f • -"'v sight of— ' . if horriblyfe . * • mate destiny oi A*. ' • . Now, be It knowia.' time before Jam Tj how readily Rushrnan was a listener; and wlv- J the truth begatf to break auriferous brain, he almost sta^ er£ j > beneath the idea. It was yj Yet, after rolling it over till it became almost gilded,* so much gold in the ot John, he imagined-shat he found anew souree of annoyance for his wife. He chuckled at the thought. People, imaginative people, said that when James, John chuckled, it soun ded like gold dollars jumping.up and down in a greasy bag; for, be it borne in mind, readers, that James John was very obese, and unwieldly withal, and also that flit men, gene rally, have very pretty wives. I know many such; but that is between me and my pen, and let us preserve a modest silence- James John was perfectly assured that Frank Bushman did not care the snap of a finger for Amelia. Had not Frank often told him that she was too grand for him, and that the woman ' he loved Was a meek, mild and misera ble milliner, “a-w a-y do>tn tottn;” ! and that, he Intended to propose for her hand spun, and that lie was sure she would give it to him? The idea | of his clerk daring to assume the mar- .‘Aha-gt.f ■his bacic;i r , j; quick resu f. ness. In j extrayagarV: . joyously tb ; f j.Thus tin® ; , ?'‘ -. years had . day, ands Tied “ that-. ... phro ’> » • • grow greet grasshopper • • could not forb. • horiafi yft - _ wonde,reY<y 1 1 fellow vvas,mV jA his owi, 4- A o foe ■ -a* VatftJy MIsS ark* friends wbo may b ivjie “He!? an i ' Id!*" ""?"«# -4jbe farm beuig'^. After the, his abrupt & and the 01 tatfely depart isherl at the. Os the kicks/1 peculiar ? y senior “ Wtif “Out,-/;, - the book lU<t v Ah ! tfiinF's , • , , V ’mission n,, since that c<^ nly States w ; snaked lams# man was I ui Slavg| was.nobody.l * he would'ntl .onvy* r ' . ’ . ‘*Out! 1 ll f ih t Jfng* itJn&ziHU— • '* * / ‘Afat w&Wp ■ V.ng a halsH hand. “ Half an® * as he dr<spj^S|- f • he chuckhrf®. Mexican^do}' as helHf But he - * , “ Which balf-dollujf%l|| P “ "A growing ‘ed|»Wt showerOfW y«* - “ Thun/| - mg off at' . a cotton.to. vj’. >, tive, strong ss.v; grizzly bear, He reached Ls; »* conr-'-cd that w.