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Newspaper Page TextVolume "VII. -A-THEISTS, GvY. WEDNESDAY, F^)B. SO, 1861. Number 48. fiiE SODTtlERN WATCHMAN. (iv of tk Largest acd Ck-ipest Papers in U>e State I!! TERMS. ONLY TWO DOLLARS A-YEAR, * in ndranrc; othenriee. Three Dollare. , .,ni)«r will l>« <li*e<mtinuofl (except at the option r c ‘ c f\h e editor) until all arrearages aro paid. advertising. - al advertisements inserted at the usnnl rates, rr.i.-nt advortlswneat", when not marked, will be I lishcl till forbid, at One Dollar per square of 9 lines f’" ( j. p j rP | t B n<l Fifty Cents per square for each subse- l * 0< ?,U\ ,il>, rtd deduction to yearly advertisers. Announcements of candidates $i, in advance. oMtuary notices exceeding six lines in length ■jl i(4 f barged as advertisements. business anfo ^rofasiwaljfebs. 4 A. FRANKLIN HILL, Attor- KEY AT LAW, Athens, Ga. Office over the ),.„L.!„rc of’W’m.N. White. Noyl i M. WYNG & CO., Dealers in yV« hardwarb, crockert, china and GLASS-, broad Street, Athens, tin. tf_ J'tlcct Sale. AN ANGEL. BY MARY A. DENISON. 4 tiiens steam company.- K. NICKERSON. Agent and Superintendent.— V . ifu turcr* of Circular Saw Mills, Steam En- eincs. Forcing and Lilting l’CMPS, Shafting and Mi. atsvnv; Mill. Gin and all other kinds of GEAR- i\ti. Iron and Brass Castings, of every description. ,v 1T illN(i, Repairing and Finishing promptly exo- i. Select i aticma of Iron Fencing. Terms, cash. ( \ 15. LOMBARD, Dentist, Athens. L', Rooms in Brick building North of the Post Of- t K . College Avenue. *£_ c. W.&1I. R. J. LONG, Wholesale , and Retail DRUGGISTS, Athens, Ga. D R. W M. KING, Homoeopathic PHYSICIAN, offers his professional services to lieoitiiius of Athens and vicinity. Residence, at Mrs. CUi ton’s. Office, comer of Clayton and Thomas St*■ M,v 10, lRiiU. iy D C.. CAN DLE R, Attorney at Law, • having located permanently at Homer, Bankr tr u ly. Os., will practice in the eonnties of Banks,Jack- ,., u . llall, Uahershara and Franklin. Occupying aeon- flii [usiliiin in said county, all bnsiness on trusted to bis r , rv w in receive immediate attention. All communicn- t j„ n , ,hnuU1 lie addressed to Homer, Banka co. np.jtf 17 W. LUCAS. Wholesale and Re- 1 • tr.il Dealers in DRY GOODS, GROCERIES, Kiltr>WARE, Ac.. No. 2, Broad Street, Athens. L. McCLESKEY, M.D., having Gr.' permanently lo.-ated in Athens, will continue liio practice of Medicine and Surgery. Residence, that rcccatlv occupied by Mr. Chase—Office, at home, whore lit may lie found. *j[ H A. LOWR ANCE, Surgeon Den- • TIST, Athens, Ga. Offico on CollegeArcnuc, ur the .icwelry store of Messrs. Talmadgc i Winn. H GILLELAND, Dentist, Watr • kinsvillo. Ga., respectfully solicits the patron- »j, of the furronndioe country. Full satisfaction will given iu hi# profession. tf T M. KENNEY, (next door to the Xe Rank of Athens.) constantly keeps on hand STA- PLK and FANCY DRY GOODS, and Choice Family G Merries, cheap for cash, or to prompt customers. T M. MATTHEWS, Attorney at if • I,AW. DaniclsviUe, Ga. May 1. TORN H. CHRISTY, Plain and , Fancy BOOK AND JOB PRINTER, Broad St., Athens, <ia. Offico corner Broad and Wall streets, over llir «mre of Saosom A Pittard. U J AMES A. CARLTON, Dealer in Silk, Fancy and Staple DRY GOODS, Hardware iCrockery, No. 3, Granite Row, Athens. T W. HANCOCK, Attorney at V • LAW. Danioltrrillo* Ga., will practice in Jack- jon, Clarke, Madison, Hart, Oglethorpe wd Klbart. T W. REAVES & CO., Wholesale 9/ » and Retail Dealers in GROCERIES, DRY’ GOODS, CROCKERY, HARDWARE, Ac. No. 15, under Traiil. 1 in lii.use. Broad street, Athens, Ga. tf T F. O’KELLEY, Photograph and *" • AMBROTYPE ARTIST. Rooms on Broad and f urine streets, over the store of John R. Matthews, AtW Ga. MarS-tf TAS. M. ROYAL, Harness-Maker, " (head of Wall street, nearly opposite tho old State i'aiil.) Athens, On., keeps always on hand a general as- i 'iiuu nt of articles in his line, and is always ready to ill cr.iirs in the best style. U T 15. DAVIS, Land Broker, Collec- y • TyR and GENERAL AGENT, Augusta, Ga— ijssinciu attended to in any county of the State. Office wrncrof Jackson and Ellia streets. T P. MASON & CO., Bookbinders *' e Paper Rulers and Blank Book Manufacturers, Whitehall street, Atlanta, Ga. J. H. Christy, Agent, Athens, Ga. jaiy22-Iy M ADISON BELL, Attorney at LAW, Homer, Banks County, Ga.—will prac i ni tho Courts of the Western Circuit All business mi: usted to his care will meet with prompt attention r.EFERR.’tcus: Hon. J. H. Lumpkin, T. R. R. Cobh, T .. Athens, Ga., J. H. Banks, Esq., Gainesville, Ga. YICUOLSON, Reaves & Wynn, a* Wholesale and Retail Dealers in STAPLE and f.tXCY GOODS, GROCERIES, HARDWARE, Crock- «..r,.»c., largejiew Brick Store, corner Bridge and Broad ’‘re.'ts, Athens, Ga. tf 1) ATM AN & SUMMEY, Dealers in I II VllDWARB and CUTLERY,- corner of Broad *’il Well streets, Athens, Oa. tf ENGLAND & FREE- M AX, Wholesale and Retail Dealers in GROCE- WES, DRY GOODS, H ARDWARE, SHOES k BOOTS, liroa.l Street, Athens, Ga. tf X) BARRY, Fiisliionable Bool and -a • SHOE-MAKER, Broad street, Athens, Ga., is *-' w »yj in readiness to fill orders in hi* lino. ►OPE BARROW, Attorney at Law, Athens, Ga. Office over White’s Bookstore. r P BISHOP & SON. Wholesale and I • Retail Dealers in GROCERIES, HARDWARE se t STAPLE DRY GOODS, No. 1, Broad sL, Athens. TW. WALKER, Attorney at Law, -*-• Athens, Go. Office over the new Jewelry Storo "Mstl MandevlBe, Broad street. tf TALMADGE, STARK & HEINS, dealers in Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Guns, PD- Fin* Cutlery, Muiicnl Instruments. Sheet Music, *■’ c °raer of College Avenue and Clayton sL, Athens, V C U Y L E R, Resident Dentist, • Athens, Ga. Rooms on Broad street; entrance to Insurancd Office. Feb23-tf V\rM. L. MABLER, Attorney at ,, ' LAW, Jefferson, Jackson county, Oa. ."Wrs M . JloLeftcr and W. S. Thompson, J«ffeiTon; D. W. Spence and T. M. Peeples, Esq. i lp J* t,v 01*; John H. Newton and J. H. Christy, t care. Office i Wm. G, DELQNY, Attorney at Wi.im. I,AW ’ Athens, Ga., wlll attend promptly to all •»wTv n 7 r,w ** dtow ** “ nSii - *' Kenuey’s store. \VM. ■ the Sttpreme Court, and ’ Broad sweet, V The little child lifted its eyes in dumb amazement. It knew not why it was struck, harshly spoken to, and denied the caresses of love. It did remember a time, young as it was, when loving arms enfolded it.— To bo thrust forth now into the cold and storm, to bo clothed in rags, to be fed on mouldy crusts, was a new and terrible ex perience. And the little pauper boy sat down on the curb-stone, and tried to think. Ilis feet were bare, red and cold, but never mi nd that—the chill air penetrated his rag ged garments, bat never mind that—he wanted to think. Who were these people passing him, looking so warm and comfor table ? What did it mean that they should be happy and cheerful, and he so sad ?— None of them had such heavy hearts, that he was sure of. He- looked up i nto the cold blue sky. What was it—and who lived there ? Somebody had said once tbat God would take care of him. Where was God ? Why didn’t ho take care of him ? O! if he could only see God for one little minute or the angel that the good man told him of when his mother died! Did folks ever see God ? did they ever see angels? An organ-grindercatno tiearatid took his stand. The melody ho played lightened the little boy’s heart somewhat, but it didn’t warm him—it didn’t make him -less huu- gvy. He kept shivering in spite of the mu sic, and ho felt so all alone! so despairing! Then the organ-grinder passed away—and the people kept thronging by—they never heeded the little child sitting on the curb stone, they had so many things to think of. The carriages passed by, and the carts, and a company of soldiors—but it was ail dumb show to him—he was trying to think, with such a dull pain at his heart. Pre sently three or four coarse-looking boys gathered behind him, and winked and laugh ed at each other. In another moment the youngest—a demon at hoart, I fey—gave a thrust, and over wont that pimr little houseless child into thegutter. Onoscrcnm —one of anguish, as ho gathered himself up and looked after the boys, now dying away with shouts of mirth. O! how cruel it seemed in them—how cruel! The little hungry boy walked slowly on, sobbing and shivering to himself. He didn’t know what ho was walking for, or why he was living; he felt out of place—a poor little forlorn spirit that had lo3t its way—a bruised reed that any one might break—a little heart so tender that a look was anguish, how much more a blov.\ The little boy stood at last near the cor ner of a street. An apple-stand, at which ho gazed with longing eyes, not far off, was tended by a cross-looking old man.— There wore, cakes on the Stand, and the poor little mouth of the houseless child wa tered as he saw one boy after another de posit his penny and take his cake. He had no penny, and though there was hunger in his eyes, the cross-looking old man never offered him a morsel. Perhaps the man did not think. Contact with poverty had made his heart grow hard, and hungry faces were no new sight to him. The tempter came. The old man’s back was turned—a vile boy at his side—at the side of the houseless child—nudged his el bow. “ You take one,” he whispered, “ I’ll give you half.” The little child gazed at him steadily.— He saw something in the bleared eyes that made him shrink—something that set his heart to beating. “I tell you, hook one,” whispered the boy, “ I won’t tell, and we’ll go away and eat it.” “ I don’t want to steal,” whispered the houseless child. “ O! you fool,” muttered the brutal temp ter, and sinote him in the eyes, his heavy hand dealing a blow tbat sent the poor lit tle child against the wall, his whole frame quivering with anguish. The terrible blow had almost blinded him for a moment—a great sob came np in his throat—oh! what had he done to be treated so ? Why didn’t God take care of him ? There never, never was a God, or he would not let Imp suffer so—atid that because he refused to be wick ed. I don’t beliove that ever a man in his deadliest bereavement suffered more than that end little child. His heart was lite rally swelling with grief, and though ho could not reason about it, he felt as if there was great and sore injustice somewhere. He started, to cross the street. A dark, blinding pain still made his poor temples ring. »• jiack—back! Good heavens! the child is under his feet—back—back!” «0! mamma, it is our horse run over a poor little boy—oh ! mamma—mamma!” “Is he hurt much, coachman?”^ The woman’s face is pale as ashes. ‘‘ Yes, he is hurt sadly—take him ri«ht in—don’t wa (t—carry him right in and up stairs. It was our carelessness—the child shall be at tended to.” There is no anguish now. Perhaps God saw lie had borne all ho could, and so took the poor little broken heart up ^there, to heal, llow very white and quiet j “ O! a sweet face—a sweot, sweet face !” mur murs the woman, bending over the boy, and tears fall niton his forehead—tears— but he docs not feol them. “O! tho poor little boy!” sobs Nelly, w the poor little boy. I wish ho had kept on the side-walk; I wish he had staid at home with his mother.” Alas! in this world there was no mother to keep hint The doctor came, said he was not dead, but would very likely die. There was a hospital near: the poor thing had bettor be sent there. But tho good woman would not bear to that. She wonld care for him herself, she said; he had been injured by one of her horses, and she felt that it was her duty to attend to him. Besides, it was likelv that the child had no mother. Elicit . * « !aL e/v cmrnnt nnr? cril*). white, too, and a crimson light fell over everything. “ Dear God! I am in heaven,” murmur ed tho child—“ yes, God will take care of me now.” Wbat vision of loveliness glanced forth from the shadow behind the bed ? Tho rich curls felLall around a face of exquisite beanty, the beaming eyes looked love and gladness upon him “ O! yes—and that is an angel,” he said, softly. “ I am glad. They won’t knock me over again—they won’t want me to steal apples hero—and perhaps I shall never die again. Now I want to see my mother.” “ My dear boy, are you better this morn ing f" asked a low, soft voice. Ho turned slowly, wearily. “ Aro you better, dear?” “Is it mother?” he murmured. “ O! yes j” and there were quick sobs and tears; “yes, my little child, I will be your mother, and you shall be my son.— VYill you love medCariy?” “Yes, Ido love you, mother; is it in heaven ?” “ Heaven—no, darling, it is earth—but God sent you hero, to our hearts, and 3’ou shall he loved and eared for. See, here is a little sister, and you will bo very happy with her. Kiss him, Nelly.” Her rosy lips touched his pale ones, and a heavenly smile lighted up his face. The past was not forgotten, but it was gone.— No more mould)' crusts,oaths, harsh words, and blows. No more begging at basement- doors, and looking half famished, to envy “I will take it,” said Mrs. Wayne, laying siuincf * dog gnawing his bone in the street. No more fear of rude children, who never knew where their hearts laid; no more sleeping on door-steps, and listening in terror to the drunken quarrels of the vicious and depraved. Yes, the past was gone, and in tho rosy future were love—home—even God and the angels. Certainly sweet spirits had guard ed that child, and guarded that child, and guided him out of seeming evil iuto posi tive good. Surely henceforth he would iut his hand trustingly in theirs, and turn iis face heavenward. Yes, it was so to be. Tho dear, teachablo child, a jewel pieked from the mire—a brand snatched from tho burning, was yet to illumine the dark Yaths of this world, with his holy, heaven- ike teachings. Like a dove iic was to go forth over tho waters, and find the olive bracli with which to garland his glad tid ings. Blessings then on all who hold their arms out toward needy little chil dren, making their homes arks of refuge. Beautiful stars shall they have in their crowns of rejoicing—for surely there is no jewel brighter in all the world, and per haps in all eternity, than the pure soul of a little child. THE FIFTY DOLLAR BILL. A TALE FOR THE TIMES. BY MBS. OEOBGB WASHINGTON WYLLYS. The January sun strealned cheerfully in, across the crimson carpet of tho .,snug little room—the tire glowed redly in the grate, and the canary, whoso cage hung in tho window, trilled and warbled as joyous ly as if he were in the land of cinnamon and spice groves, instead of the clime of snow and wind. And Mr. Wayne, as ho buttoned up his over-coat and fitted on his gloves, preparatory to facing the keen out er air, glanced round, very much as though ho would prefer staying with the fire and tho canary bird. Just as he resolutely put on his fur cap, the door opened and his wife came in— one of those bright-eyed, rosy cheeked little women whom it is very easy to spoil, and very difficult to control- Tho crimson merino dress she wore was the prettiest possible contrast to her peach blossom checks, and tho white lace frills at her throat and wrists were more becoming than the costliest French embroidery could have been, while her tiny black silk aprou, all ruffles and lace, and coquettish pock ets, might have been worn for use, but certainly had an ornamental effect. ‘ Are you off alreday, Charlie!’ Mr. Wayne nodded. ‘ To be sure, Puss. These are times when a man can’t watch his business too closely,’ * Before you go, I want some money,’ said the lady, reaching up to arrange her husband’s cravat, with rather a conscience stricken look. ‘Money, what for!' ‘Mrs. Arnold wishes me to go shopping with her.” ‘But you don’t need to purchaso any thing.’ 1 know that,’ said Mrs. Wayne, pettish ly, ‘but I want a little money, neverthe less—not to spend but to carry. What would Mrs. Arnold think if I went shop ping with au empty purse? \vr. Wayne whistled ominously, and shook his head as he sounded the depth of his pocket. I Lav n’t anything but a fifty dollar bill, Mattie.’ I will take that, sir/ said Mrs. Wayne, demurely. ‘Hold on, though—I shall need that for rent next week.’ < Well you can have it—only I want the privilege of carrying it to-day. Don’t bo so provoking, Cuarles—one would think 1 was a child.’ * And you are, in all essentials/ said Mr. Wayne, placing the bank note in her ex tended palm, and giving her a playful kiss as ho took his departure. If you please, ma’am, Mrs. Arnold is waitiug/ said tho servant, thrusting her head in at tho open door. ‘Tell her I’ll be down in one moment.’ Mattie Wayne turned the bill from side to side, and • looked thoughtfully at it.— down her solitary note, and silencing her conscience with the reflection—“Charles can’t help seeing how cheap it is.” “Mattie, do look at these silks!” exclaim ed another lady who had just recognized Mrs. Wayne. “Did you ever see anything with such a lustre—and so cheap.” Mrs. Wayne’s eyes sparkled with true feminine rapture ns she glanced at the shining folds, and from that moment she was a lost woman, as for as tho change for the fifty dollar bill went. Is it fair to blamo her ? Let those cast the first stone who do not know how strong is the influence of crowded empori urns, cheap goods and advising friends whose own wealth makes them inconsid erate of their neighbor’s less lengthy purses. “What makes you look 60 grave, Mat- tie?” asked Mrs. Arnold on her way home. Only thinking—only recalling tho folly and extravagance of which she had been guilty; only feeling for the first time the hitter sting of remorse. What would Charles say ? It was late when he came home, and Mattie had not the courage to make her confession at once. “How is tho business world to-day, Charles ?”' He shook his head. “Matters are look ing very badly—we business men need every cent we can raise and scrape to gather; aud, by the way, Mattie, 1 am a little sorry you went shopping to-day.— Several men who have advanced me money think that 1 am able to pay at once, when they havo seen you looking at expensive goods down town. Of course I know you were only looking, for—” Mattie’s face was scarlet. “I have spent the money you gave me Charles,” she said ; “but—” His look of amazement—almost horror —checked her fora moment, but she went on presently, and related the whole story “Can you pardon my folly ? she asked tearfully. He arose, walked once or twico across the floor, with a disturbed air. “I shall have to do wbat I never did be fore—ask tho landlord to wait a month for liis rent,” lie said, with grave annoyance. “Oh, Charles, if I had only left that mon ey at home!” faltered Mrs. Wayne. “Mattie!” said her husband, sitting down before her, and taking the little hand that trembled so violently, “I thought how it would bo, when you wanted the money this morning, just to make a show. Never be ashamed of an empty purse, my dear, when you have no need for a full one, but I shall not think tho fifty dollars thrown away, if it teaches you prudence. Here after, let us never allude to it again.” j “I shall not forget it, Charles,” said Mat- [tie, her bright eyes s iining through mist, like a rainbow. She did not—and the fifty dollars was run Ur nrt r,w r*V 1| ft JV ffiTrf^-*— made. The Fox and the Goat. A fox was one day drinking at a well, when his feet slipped and he fell into the well, it was not deep enough to drown him, yet, with all his efforts, poor Keynard could not get out. Presently, a thirsty Goat looked in, and seeing the Fox at the bottom, asked him if the water was good. Ob, yes/’ said the Fox, “it is beautiful and there is plenty of it.” In jumped the Goat, and in a moment the Fox leaped to his back, and thence out of the well. “Aha, my friend !” said he, as he stood in safety on the brink, “if your brains had been equal to your beard, you’d have looked before you leaped !” and tho cunning fellow ran away and left the poor Goat in the wa ter. Moral.—Before you follow the advice of cunning people think well of the conse quences jleltrtfil IJoetrg. Taking it Easy. Old Father Ilodge was a queer dick, and in liis own way made everything a subject of rejoicing. His son Ben came in one day and said, Father, that old black sheep has got two lambs.’’ “ Good” said the old man, “ that’s the most profitable slieep on the farm.” “ But one of them is dead,” returned Ben. “I’m glad of it,’ said the father, ‘It’ll be better for the old sheep.” “ But t’other’s dead too,” said Ben. “ So much the better,” replied Hodge, she’ll make a good piece of mutton in the fall.” “ Yes, but the old sheep’s dead, too,” exclaimed Ben. “Dead ! dead ! what, the old sheep dead, cried old Hodge, “that’s good, darn her, she was always an ugly old scamp.” oung fel- L 7 C - low who sparked a pastor's daughter came ona night to her father’s house, which stood near a mill dam, over which the wa ter rushed with considerable noise. He tapped lightly, at first, but received no answer. Again and again ho repeated his knock, but still unheard. Mustering up courage, he proceeded to inflict some severe thumps on tho other door, which brought the said gentleman out. “I suppose,” said the youngster (who had become by this time slightly savage from being compelled to wait so long) “I suppose you could not hear me knock for the dam roaring.” “Tho dam roaring ? what do you mean, sir? How dare you speak in that way ?” said tho divine, somewhat angry at hear ing tho yopng man swear in his presence. “I mean to say, sir, that I suppose you ould not hear me knocking on account of t lie dam roa rtng. JJ * ~rr* — “Dam roaring again ? You scoundrel 1 ha\;e you tho impudence to insult me with the repetitious of these words? Begone, sir !” “My dear sir,” quoth tho now bewilder ed youth, “I intend to say that I persume I could not bo heard on account of the dam roaring,” laying particular emphasis on the last two words. “Insit on insult,” shouted tho infuriat ed man, and ho rushed towards the poor fellow with the evident intention of eject ing him, but was restrained by the voice of his daughter exclaiming—. “Papa, I suppose the young man intend ed to say that lie could not be heard on account of tho roaring of the dam. “Oh—I beg pardon, sir—I beg pardon —walk in ; ah, well! I declare. The dam roaring. Capital. Como in. That is re ally rich. deleft |ttisccHang. a boy as he, with a fcch «> sweet and girl ish. so pnro and lovable, would never be sent on the streets, like that, it mother. Besides—and here her tears fell tP c , lo w:.- a little mound, not yet green, ' iJd. No, no, it was .... tho poor wounded boy [ stay, whether he lived or ary days passed on. One boy opened his dim blue not know himself. His bis hands. There Had she not better of her reach, and L ‘Nonsense! I s the next reflection, and Mrs. Y\ it in her portmonnie. * * ‘It’s a tho chashmerc sjjawl^as it hung from the so cheap/ whispered Mrs. Arnold. “But I really do not need it at p hesitated Mrs. Wayne. “You can la)' it aside until yon do, ma’am,” persisted tho clerk. “That is the great advantage of these goods—they nev- go out of fashion. Think of it—a shawl like this for twenty dollars. You won’t banco in ten years!” How I wish I had not bought that In- said Mrs Cure For Cancer. A gentleman lately returned from Eng land has requested us to publish the follow ing remedy, which, he was informed, had effected many cures of the above mention ltd painful disease: Mr. Thomas Anderson gives the follow ing recipe for cancer: Boil five Turkey figs in new milk, which they wilttbiickcn; when they arc tender, split and apply them as warm as they can be borne to the purt af fected, whether broken or not; the part must be washed every time the poultice is changed, with some of themilk; use a fresh poultice night and morning, and at least once during the day, and drink a quarter of a pint of the milk tho figs are boiled in twico in the 24 hours. If the stomach will bear it, this must be persevered in for three or four months at least. A man agod 105 years was cured about six years beiore his death with only six pounds of tigs. The cancer, which began at the corner of his mouth, had eaten through his jaw, cheek, and h ilt-way down his throat; yet ho was so perfectly cured, as never to show any tondcncy to return. Should it ever do so, the figs should be again applied. The first application gives a great deal of paiu, but alter wards each dressing gives relief. A woman cared by this remedy had been af flicted ten years; her breasts bled excess ively ; ten pounds cured her. Uovr to Avoid a bad Husband. 1. Never marry for wealth. A woraan’i life consisteth not in the things she possoss- eth. 2. Never marry a fop or one who struts about dandy-liko, in bis silk gloves and ruffles, with a silver cane and rings on his fingers. Beware! There is a trap, 3. Never marry a niggard, a close-fisted, mean, sordid wretch, who saves every penny, or spends it grudgingly. Take care lest he stint you to death. 4. Never marry a stranger whose char acter is not known or tested. Somoie males jump right into the fire, with their eyes wide open. 5. Never marry a mope or a drone, one who drawls and draggles through life one foot after another, and lets things take their own course. 9. Never marry a man who treats his mother or sister unkindly or indifferently. Such treatment is a sure indication of a mean and wicked man. 7. Never, on any account marry a gam bler, a profane person, one who in the least speaks lightly of God or religion.— Such a man can never make a good hus band. 8. Shun the rake as a snake, a viper, a vary demon. 9. Finally, never many a man who is addicted to*tho use of ardent spirits. De pend upon it, you are better off alone than you would be were you tied to a man whose breath is polluted, and whose vitals are being gnawed out by aloohoL In tho choice of a wife^ take tho daughter of a good mother. • MAUL |l —E— — THE NEW TANK BE DOODLE. Yankee DooJlo took a «aw, With patriot devotion. To trim tho “ Tree of Liberty ’Cording to hit Norton / Yankee Doodlb on a limb, Like another noodle,' Cut between tho tree an - him. And down came " Yankee Doodle.” Yankee Doodel broke his nook— Every hone abont him. And then the Tboe of Liberty” Did very well without him. FARKWEEL TO IANYEE DOODLE. Ynnkco Doodlo, fare you well, Rice and cotton flout you; O.ico they liked you very well, But uow they’ll do without yon. Yankco Doodle used to treat Old Pompey as a neighbor; He did’nt grab his .read aud meat, Nor cavil at his labor. But Doodle now has got so keen » For every dirty shilling; Propose a job, however mean, And Yankee Doodle’s willing. Deodle, too, has had tho luck To get a new religion: A kind of holy real to pluck At every body’s pigeon. Doodle’s morbid conscience strains, With Puritaoie vigor. To loose the only friendly chains That ever bound a nigger. Yet, Doodle knows as well as I, That when bo’s como and freed ’em, He’d see a million niggers die, Before he’d help to feed ’em. Yankee Doodle sent us down A gallant missionary; His name was Captain Johnny Brown The Priest of Harper’s Ferry. With pikes ho tried to magnify Tho gospel creed of Beecher, ' But Old Virginia lifted high This military preacher. Yet, glory to his name is sang, As if with sin untainted; The bloody wretch by justice hung By bigotry is sainted. Yankee Doodle, now good by, We spurn a tiling so rotten, Proud independence is the cry, Of sugar, rice and cotton. Atlanta, Ga., February 1,1 SCI. The Way to Get Wealthy. Never was money so scarce everybody says, ami everybody, wo believe, is justi fied in making the remark. Silver may bo plentiful in bunk, gold may be plentiful in Frazer river, but neither can,bo picked up along the streets by men too indolent to work, or women too extravagant to study economy. They will now discern tbat ’"’is a very good world that wo live in To lend, or to spend, or t,. give in; B it io beg, or to barrow, or to go get a man’s own, ’Tis the very worst world that over was known.” The proverb is an old one, bat just as ap plicable to our times ns those of our ances tors. Poverty has not much credit in bank parlors, though wealth ii) frequently less reliable, unless accompanied by honest principle. Tho only thing to be depended upon in these days is industry. That is the best financial institution. It never fails. Abstemiousness and frugality are the best bankers. They allow a handsome interest, and never dishonor a draft drawn on them by their humblest customers.— That’s our opinion .of the matter.—Old Jonathan. flay While walking down College street last Sunday evening, “Tho Subscriber” came up with two negro boys, “aged re spectively ton and fifteen years.” The younger one carried an appio in his hand, and the cider one was usinj bite’ all his elo- ofit. qucncc to obtain “jes one 1 “Well,” said the young one finally, “I’ll give you jes one bite, but don’t you take no more’n jes one bite.” The larger one took the apple, opened a mouth that would have been creditable to Imndred-and-fil’ty-pound cat-fish,' and brought it down on the fruit, leaving a ve ry small share on the outside. “Good God, Jim!” said tho littlo ono, looking up at the operation with astonish ment, “you take tho apple and give me the bite !”—Nashville Patriot. ...An Irishman being asked what ho came hereto America for, said: “By the powers! you may be sure that it wasn’t for want, tor Iliad plonty of that at homo.” Wagsidc Gatherings. A toper being on a visit to a neighbor ing squire, when a very small glass was set before him after dinner, pulle l the servant by the skirts, and thus expostulated with him. * What is this glass for ? Does your master intend to keep me here all night ?” Humility is a virtue all preach, none practice, yet everybody is content to hear. The master thinks it good doctrine for his servants, the laity for the clergy, and the clergy for the laity. MoTty was' Telfing an absurd dream, when her mistress exclaimed, “ You must have been asleep when you dreamed such stuff as that!” “No, indeed, ma’am,” she replied, tartly. “ I was just as wide awake as l am this minute.” ...Most men seem to be verypoor mathe maticians; they are never able to figure beyond No. 1. ...The loan of a trifling sum raakos a man your debtor; that of a large ono your enemy. io the obedient around "bis wrists, with jdia wrapper of mine,” said Mrs. Arnold, The bed was so snowy l“I certainly would have preferred this.” “Well, Jane, this is a queer Ed to liis wife; “a sect of wo phers has just sprung up.” said Jane; “and what do * u “The strangest thing in n —“their tongues ...In this age.of 6peed, when we ti thirty miles an hour, are we Cleat to be at the end of our journey when wc travelled ton? In this age of cheapness aro we more satisfied with our bargains, or more benevolent with our surplus, than formerly ? Don’t Like the New Gorernment. The Charleston Mercury “pitches into” the Provisional Government, and protests strongly against several of its features.— We quote from its issue of Tuesday: We regret that any Provisional Govern ment was formed at all, and in one or two important particulars confess todisappoint- ment and surprise at the Government and laws enacted. It seems that tho United States Protective Tariff of ’57 has been adopted, and that a positive condemnation of tho institution of slavery, through the slave trade, has been inserted into the Oon- stitutution itself. Neither of those did we expect. We did not suppose that any Southern Government, whetherforamonth or a year, would sanction tho policy of Protective Tariffs. The tariff of ’57 is odious and oppressive in its discrimi nations. It was made to favor Northern onterpriso at the expense of the people of the South—a huge free-list for them—the burden of taxation for us to bear, and wo main is advenue, unjust in principle, and oppressive in practice. Whether this is brought about by a partial remission of duties or a partial imposition, it is still the same in effect. We enter our protest against the scheme and policy, both as re gards ourselve and in the results, so far as foreign nations are concerned, and their friendship, at this time, is valuable to ns. In such respect Free Trade is the true policy of the Confederate States. * Wo deem it also unfortunate and mal apropos that tho Btigma of illegitimacy and illegality should be placed upon the insti tution of slavery by a fundamental law against the slave trade. In our opinion it is a mattor of policy, and not of princi ple, to be decided now and hereafter, from sound views of the necessities and safely of our people. We think it a proper subject of legislation. Lending Money.—“ What havo you done with your half-dollar?” said Anthony Fife to his cousin Walter Jackson. They had each received a half-dollar at the same time from their uncle. “ I have lent it to John Sturgis. He is to give me a cent a week interest till it is paid.” “ Has ho given yon security ?” “ Yes >1 havo a book of his worth ft dol lar. What havo you done with your mo-, ney ?” “ I have lent half of it, aud hav in my pocket.” Wbo did you lend it tot” lent it to the Lord.” o Lord don’t want money.” . of his poor ones do. 1 gave Mrs. j.iancr to got some potatoes with, that lending it to the Lord ; for the Bible says, “ Ho that giveth to tho poor lendeth to the Lord.” . ..There are fifty-seven cities in the world which contain from 100,000 to 200,000 in habitants, twenty-three from 200,000 to 500,000, and twelve which contain above 500,000. A Dublin journal observes that a hand bill announcement of a political meeting in that city, states, with boundless liberal ity that “ the ladies, without distinction of sex, are cordially invited to attend.” Old Deacon Sharp never told a lie, but he used to relate this : lie was standing one day beside a frog pond—we have his word for it—and saw a large garter snake make an attempt upon an enormous big bull frog. The snake seized one of the frog’s hind legs, and the frog, caught him by the tail, and both commenced swallowing one another, and continued this carniverous operation until nothing was left of either of them. A gentleman, just married, told Foote that he had that morning laid out three thousand pounds in jewels for his near wife. She is truly, your dear wife,” replied the wit. Did you ever know a woman that would not think you intelligent, if you said her children were pretty ? Why is the letter G like an individual who has' left an evening party ?—Because it makes one gone. Religion is not a thing which speaks it self. It is like a river which widens con tinually, and is never so broad or so deep as at its mouth, where it rolls into the ocean of eternity. If you have great talents, industry will improve them, if moderate abilities, indus try will supply theirdeficiences. Nothing is denied to well-directed labor; nothing is ever to be attained without it. Ykry Smart Lad.—As we were walking along the street the other day, we noticed a crowd of urchins standing around a boy who was sucking a piece of candy. “I say, Bill,” said one of them, “give me that candy, and I’ll make it come out of iny cars, like Blitz did last night at the theatre.” Second youth shells over the candy.— First youth very deliberately eats the can dy—second youth watches little fellow’s ears—and, after drawing himself into eve ry conceivable shapo be said: “Well, if I hain’t forgot the rest, as sure as rags.” Lincoln’s Sister-in-Law.—-Mrs. Abra- liam "Liinculn, ivlite uf ltro I*rc3nJcuV ol' tlio old Union, has two married sisters now qn., 1 a visit to Montgomery, Ala. On ' is from Kentucky and on a visit to her sister, who resides in Selma, Ala. They are both strong secessionists and opposed to tho government of their brother-in-law, Abra ham Lincoln. Of cour.sc, they attract considerable attention and are the toast of Southerners. The husband of one has offered bis services to Gov. Moore, of Ala bama, to further the cause of secession aud State Rights aud Republican Liberty-— Col. Times. ...All men who do anything must endure a depreciation of their efforts. It is tho dirt which their cfaarriot wheels throw up. ...When men, by ago, fail iu their sight and hearing, they had bettor console them selves with the thought that they havo seen and heard quite enough. ...The mother’s heart school-room. is the child’s ...Indians may be considered tho “cop per-faced” type of mankind. ...When vices quit us, we flatter our selves with tho belief that wo have left them. ...False fears bring true vexation; the imaginary grievances of our life are more than the real ones. ...The money-maniac is fond of money because bo owes all his importance to it. He is nothing without it, and very littlo with it. ASrlf you wish to learn all your defects, quarrel with your best friend, and you will be surprised to find wbat a villain yon are even in the estimation of a friend. “ An honest man is tho noblest work of the Lord!” enthusiastically exclaimed a hardshell Baptist, and then, after a pause, added, “but the Lord hasn’t had a job in Some malicious person asserts that tlio letters M. D., which aro placed after phy- sicans’ names, signify “Money Down.” Texas News. New Orleans Feb. 12.—The latest advi ces from Texas, state that the Convention adjourned on the 4th inst., to meet on the 2d of March. A committee of Bafety was appointed to remain at Austin. In the meantime there is not much disposition either by the Convention or the Legisla ture, to trn#t Gov. Houston. The Legislature were discussing finan cial measures and a stay law, there was a great deal of opposition, but it will doubt less pass. ^ * Washington Items. Washington, Feb. 18.—Abraham Lin coln’s speech at Indianapolis, indicates a determination to deny tne right of seces- sion; to enforce the laws, recovei proper ty that has been seized, and collect the revenue. He opposes coercion, except to gain the above objects. The ultra Repub licans were highly delighted. At Cincinnati he repeated what he said the year before the election, when ho pre dicted a Republican victory, that the new Administration would be conducted on a strict construction of th.e Constitution. Ip:, - Another Seizure of Arms. New York, Feb. 23.—Three boxes of j bound for Savannah, Go., were ’ tho police here to-day on board Huntsville. ' M..'. 1-3? ...What is the worst kind Of fare for a man to live on?—Warfare. ..... formed is reformi forming himself.

Georgia Historic Newspapers

The Southern watchman. (Athens, Ga.) 1854-1882, February 20, 1861, Image 1