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Newspaper Page Text3 funny, uever seeming to notice my flush- exclaimed, passionately, pulling away my d, tear-stained face, but treatiug me with hand, which he had taken. “ I know you deference and courtesy that soothed my are Aunt Tabby’s fitterF splings, so that I felt nothing but regret “ Aunt Tabby’s £ddlesj:i*&w he retort- aleaving the shady cellar for the sun- ed angrily. “I never could get a de fine without, which I had at first so long- cent word or look from you, and my only without inflicting upon ourselves a per sonal injury. If you see a needed im provement) demand it aud talk it vigo rously until the whole community is im pregnated with the idea—until a storm of public sentiment completes the work. But if you can’t get everything that fo needed, remember that in. that respect it is just like thousands of other places in the land. Keep on talking, encouraging, but not grumbling. Don’t stop because some poor mummy out of whom has with ered all public spirit aud love of advance ment, mourns out his sepulchral whine, it won’t pay. Show to your live fellow that And Ufa ssems wesry, drennr g»in; And lam staggering tom some blow Dealt me by the m-tn sod win— He then that mstehkss, tavUif wnlie, Dispel* my gloom from wage vile. It msybe thet Tlstancy all;. That aba 1 toted next to my Clod Ban perished** the lest does toll, To tlae no mote than It Cram add; It may ba that the «qb1 la light, Which aa a candle tadea away; And all our beamy hopea ao bright, • Are nothing more than eensekUaj Yet, my mothssto smile, It *eeu.A *<B Eternal! us the stats I«oe. posed Stephen quickly while lie gallantly stepped forward to re Hove Aunt Tabby from the pie board and rolling pin she bad nearly dropped in her agitation. “The truth is, I wanted to steal one Of your fine pippins; and as I expect some of your pies at my picnic neft week, I thought it embalmed and swaddled dust and torpidi ty, and by and by you will see the result of your courage and talk in universal im-. proveuients, increased facilities for busi ness, cultivated socU^y^j^broijd^ liber^,. but fair I should heljrbrutg' iq# tho apples for tUem-V-yc^n ■ ^. /Aw i, and makes pleasant and place where it enters. deserted, had followed on to .-the brook, with an instinctive feeling he sliould find, me there. , ,- “ Who made the greatest mistake F said I, as we reached home. t" * ' “ Aunt Tabby,” he answered, quietly. • A STAR_OF HOPE. A etar above the eteeple-top, In twilight bnt a feeble spark, la banging aa the ahadowa drop, And brighter bnrr.a aa cornea the dark. Let not yoor courage from yon go* When common troubles drag you down; Yoor face that now la white Cor woe, With annoy joy may yet be brown. ■ < s=-*r;. = ■ , ■:■ % ‘.DEVOTED. TO NEWS, POLITICS, AGRICULTORE^gDUCATION AND GENERAL PROGRESS. #9.00 pel* Annum, in advance. B / JO£ IN H. CHRISTY. .VOLUM. E XXIV. ATHENS, GEORGIA,—TUESDAY, OCTOB^ SR 2, 1877. 5- NUMBER 27. THE SOUTBM WATCHMAN PCBLIS Offlta eernar •/ Broad «nf If«» Street*, (< • terms’ in VATO POT iTi ABS A. TEAE, INVARIABLY IS ADVANCE. fobs. L. ; Attorns *tUw turOffice In Denpwe Building. fob»—ly E ALEX, n, cnwiN. . HW1N & OOBB, J, * Attorney* at Law, Athens, Ga. Office corner Broad and Thorn** overtbe Htawof . .. — a /v. - npiyiy Chilna, Nickerson Jt Vo. David C. Bauow. Jn. Purn Babsow. B akkow BRos. ATTOSNSYS AT LAW, Ainaaciin ’atBSXS. OA. nrottcc over Talmedge, Hodgson A Co. maito. J 0.01VEN.M.B. • Surgeon, Acconcher and Physician, EushviUc. District, Eanka count],. Offer, hit profeealonal aervlcea to the cltliena of the aur- ronndlng country. tnare^iy^ B K. WOFFORD, . Attorney at Law, Homer, Ga. Will exeento promptly all bnaincaa entreated to hla care. Collecting ctoi»a» * apocUlty. ap21—tf E mory sheer, Attorney-at-Law, Athens, Ga. tWOMce, Noe. 4 and S, Court House. _____ pDWARD R. HABDEN, (Late Judge U. S. Court. Nebraaka and Utah, and nc Judge of Brooka County Court,) Attorney at Law, Quitman, Brooks Co., Ga. i'IDYD Jfc 8ILMAN, l 1 Attorneys at Law, That gentle »oal,t artoL., laadworWlnalnaodMl It waa bar amlle which ruled me then; It la her amlle which guides me now; And though I’m grieved by ways of men. Her memory crowns with peace my brow; For, oh, my mother's amlle, I know, Points to rest from eln and woe. ' A life where figures will not lie. Where meanness shall not enter In; Where fr.endahlps are not born to die; Far there the aonl is free from aln 1 A life where bcanty cannot corse; Where genlna shall have gentle care; And where the Inspired art of verse Shall not, aa her/, ao ronghly fare—. My mother's amlle, that life to me,; Makes clear u things ao pore can be.' There are who live and die in doubt. Who see In Christ no word oflif e J Whose work and talenta are without The bias of a Christian's strife; What's be who thinks there's nothing to Our Holy Writ of binding law; Bow aad>nd cheerless must his view Forever oe of that—before! No sainted mother's gracious amile Could peace secure or tears beguile. Will practice In the counties of Walton and Jackson. joiin J. runu, J.»- m Covliiglou, tf a. mar* JcflcrBon* ua. J K. O'KKLLBY’S . Photograph Gallery, Over Snead A Co.’a Shoe store, Broad street, Athens, Gcor- pla. »-'pt3 I H. HUK&1NS, j . Wholesale and Retail Dealer In Dry Goods, Groceries, Hardware, Ac. febl« ~ .-- - Broad Struct, Athens, Ga. J AMIRS R. LYLE, Attorney at Law, docM WATKIXSVILLB, GA. J OHN M. MATTHEWS, Attorney at Law, Danielsvillc, Ga. * Prompt attention will bo given to any bnaincaa entreated to hla care. marchie J AMBS I/. LONG, M. D„ Surgeon, Accoucheur and Phytldan, Often et Mr. Juomat Strata' Store, Good Hope District, Wot- ton county. Georgia,) Offers hla professional services to tho citizens of the anr- —“ j ^ sng97 • .JU3*. - V Attorney at ijaw, Franklin, If. C. Practices In all the Courts of Western North Carolina, and In the Federal Courts. Claims collected In all parts of the State.' apl«—ly oundlngo r 1VEBY, Feed & Sole Stable, K GANN A HEAVES, Prop's, Athens, Ga. •VJ1 bo found at their old stand, rear Franklin House build- Thomas street. Keep always on hand good tnrn-onta ft *d careful driver*. Stock well cared for when entreated to our care. Stock on hand foreale at all times. decss—tf S AMUEL, P. THURMOND, Attorney at Law, Atheaa, Ga. Offlce on Broad street, over tho store of J. M. Barry—will ' ial attention to cases in Bankruptcy. Also, to the > of all claims entreated to hla care. S d. DOBBS, . Wholesale and Retail Dealer In Staple and Fancy Dry Goode, Groceries, Ac. _feh» _ Lower end of Broad Street, Athena, da. G. THOMPSON, . Attorney at Law, ATHKSS, GA. Office over the Post Office. Special ■Mention given to crlml- ' practice. For reference, apply to Ex-Gov. Thomas H. ,tls and Uon. Davto Cloptoa, Montgomery, Alabama, febs j. ray7 Wal w Attorney and Counsellor at Law, MONROE, GEORGIA. *WWU1 give prompt attention to all business entrusted to ala caw. augse-tf T A. 1LER, . WATC11MAKKR AXD JKWELF.lt, Next door to Lears. A Nicholson, Thomas SL, Athkns. Gjl. All work warranted twelve months. septtt D avenport house. By Mrs. a S. SIMPSON, J OCCOA CITY, OA. Ample accommodations for the public, and especially Sum mer vla'.tor,. Good rooms, excellent fare and reasonable prices. Two milts from Toccoa Falla—nearest bouse to the mayl Cm ALEL S. ERWIN. JAMES R. LYLE. Wstklnsvllle. A,ttom.eya at Law, TITILL practice In partaerahhi In the Superior Court If Oconee ooonty, and Attanrtprnniutlv to at] bnslneee e trntottod *o IM* m** faw> Mw ASTIN w. riden, AUNT TABBY’S MISTAKE. M Attorncy-at-Law and Solicitor ofClalmi, QA1SESVILLE, GA. Notary for Ball eooire: and to authorised by the Revised Statutes of the United States to prove debts In Bankruptcy, aug. 7-tms J. It. CHRISTY, STENOGRAPHIC REPORTER 8SMENCIECUIT, H7~IU attimd Courta and Hit- 'ton Superior Court) SSRSaJssasM Medical ‘ice. A TtWaolkltaUooo/mauykariN. ier patrons, I resume the practice of Medictne fi. tote. I desire to mv especial attenllon to the diseases d.-o-PANT3 and CUlL. DRBN, and the CBRONIO DISEASES OF FEMALES. June It, 181*—Innld WM. KING, M. D. “ Cynthy, come right down, I say!" As Aunt Tabby’s shrill voice pierced my ears like a knife, I got up withe jerk from my bed, where I had been weeping a tem pest of angry tears, and prepared to obey. The plain truth was, Aunt Tabby and I did not agree; I was petulant, thoughtless trying sometimes, but not the idle, irivo- lous girl she alwayscalled me. And sliet There was no doubt in my mind, as I went grumbling down to the kitchen, that of all the odious, grasplDg, vinegar-faced, mean, shrewish women that ever tormented one’s life out, Aunt Tabby was the worst. If the reader will follow me into the kitchen, ho may judge for himself of the goddess who reigned there; of the kitchen itself I can sing uotbing but praises. Com ing, as I had, a few months before, from the close, dingy rooms in the neighboring manufacturing town, where my mother was wearing out her life trying to rear and support six other girls besides myself, tme spacious,, cherry,kitchen at, CfelyoIfr»yad won my heart completely. f Aunt Tabby herself would, by any other than myself, j suppose, h&ve been called comely. Her face was ruddy, her eyes black, and her figure still youtbful, for she was not more than five and thirty; she was bustling, active—real smart,” in tact; and, moreover, undisputed mistress of the substantial old farm-house and twenty rich acres. She was well aware of her many attrac tions, among which she did not omit to count the house and farm; and of her admirers, Stephen Boorman was especially favored. He was leaning against one of the win dows, talking to Aunt Tabby, when I blurt ed stormily into the room, my hair all toss ed and tumbled, my cheeks scarlet and my eyes still red in consequence of that previous indulgence in my angry passions. “ What do you want me for, Aunt Tabby T” I inquired. “ La, child,” she answered, “ what a fig ure you are, to be sure! If I had attended to your bringing up, it would have been different”— “ Thank goodness, you didn’t!” I mutter ed, impatiently. “ What’s that you’re saying f Oh, Cynthy, you have a temper, and no mistake! but take that baskot and go down to the cel lar, and bring me up some of them best fall pippins; no specked ones, mind; and while you’re about it, just look over thafn dozen barrels, and bring up what specked ones is on the top, for I am going to bake a batch of pies.” I took up the basket, and plunged with it into the cellar, feeling more miserable than ever. How unfair things wore in life! Why should I be forced to rummago about an old cellar that lovely autumn afternoon, and leave Aunt Tabby, vicious old thThg, up in the sunshine, with nothing to do but listen to Stephen Boorman’s jokes, and— ah! there he was saying good-bye: what ‘ealooksf anger at ssed the and was ,d voice said INSURANCE. Claims already paid bp tto Oo 41.UA878 A«fi.«.187A J. M. BARRY, Aglat. O. B. YERONEE, rXlCTICAL SLATE AND TUI BOORS, GDTTDIXB, Ac. • —ATHENS, OA.— Plain and Ornamental Slate as cheap as Tin! A LL work done at tba lowest nice and In the blit bum Work dona to Albans for Dr. Lipscomb, Y.L.Q. Eatris. »Bs»aaaasttB3fea s TagiBsyy- Wagon Yard in Athens. HXsnbncritor has fitted np and % nh, comfort*- sreCOKNlrobDKRj of the Upper el other Pwtac *“ a WTLBTF.HOOD F. L. WINKLER, Watchmaker and Jeweler, ig|||||£rKp»*is wTsrSb must he have thought of, Aud, filled with mortifii myself and everj oho pippins pellmelUnto the struggling to lift fv, when a at my elbow: “ Let me try; ’tis W> heavy for you, Miss Cynthia.” * \ , ** Oh, dear 1” I burst out, breaking down at the sympathetic tone, and trying to hide my tears with my fingers. “ Too bad!” muttered my consoler, some what hoarsely. “ See here, Miss Cynthia, don’t take on so!” and he stood looking helplessly at me. “ I’m ashamed,” I gasped, making hercu lean efforts atself control, 11 that yon should see me looking so, and see me ciyipg; but if you .knew whata”— “Ah!” be said, in a queer tone which re called me to myself. Was I a fool, to abuse Aunt Tabby before her lover! The burning blush at my own awkward ness dried the tears on my cheeks, and I made a morion to seize the basket and ran away; but Stephen said, in a comical voice: /‘You will hare to pot on spectacles, Miss Cynthia, if you can’t see better. Scarce one of these pippins but is badly specked,*” and with that he proceeded to pick and choose, keeping his back turned to me, and I dried my eyes, tried to smooth my disordered looks, and then joined him, and between us we soon had a fine has- j . < which impartecTa most comical ef fect to her face, she jested and laughed and smiled at Stephen, never heeding me, who sat iu one corner by the open kitchen win dow, idly playiug with some of the droop ing sprays of the vine that iiad already hg- gun to decay. I was outwardly calm, for I was proud, aud felt humiliated to the dust for my foolish outburst iu tho cellar; but inward ly I was groaning in spirit. To watch Aunt Tabby’s maneuvers was bad enough, but to sit tamely by and see how Stephen en couraged her advances! Encouraged was too strong a word, I felt in my heart; ami yet, when I remembered the thousand little nothings by which he had won my foolish fancy—remembered too, how all those ljttle attentions had gradually been transferred to Aunt Tabby I felt bitter anger against them both, but e pecially against Stephen. Ho was going now, with only a short good-bye to me, but as he passed the wiu- dow he turned and looked full in my face. What he saw there I don’t know, but a cu rious, eager light flashed into his blue eyes. He bent toward me, and almost whispered: «Miss Cynthia, you will come to my picnic t” Ho waited an instant for an auswer, but as T. gave none, being occupied in trying to keep the angry tears from my eyes, he lowed, aud passed out of my sight. Not out of my mind, however. Perhaps I thought of him the moreduring^ the next few days, becauso Aunt Tabby was so more than ordinarily hateful. There seemed no end to the work to be done, and l never did it to please her. Moreover, she said nothing to me about going on the picnic, though I had been lookiug forward to it for weeks. Grown desperate at last I ventured to broach the subject, as I took up my bed room caudle, ithe night before the appoint ed day. “ I hope it won’t be too cool for mo to wear my pink lawn to morrow; it is the .only decent dress I have,” J stammered .oufer vftih a cltakinjAfeeDng in »v threat— “ Cynthia Warren, you’re never such a fool as to think you’re going on that picnic!” exclaimed Aunt Tabby, turning redder than ever at the thought. “ Why shouldn’t I go V I answered, de fiantly. “ Stephen jnyited me, and I waut to dance and enjoy myself as other girls do!” “ Stuff!” retorted she sharply. “ If Ste phen did invite you, it was out of compli ment to me. You don’t think he cares a straw whether you go or not, do youi Leastwise, you're to stay at home and do your churning—that’s flat! Do you un derstaud!” I waited to hear no more, but rbshed away, more miserable than I had ever been in my life. A neighbor was to call for Aunt Tabby. Stephen, as the chief promoter and organ izer of the affair, could not be spayed from the grounds to call for her himself; and I watched her drive off with as much com posure as I could assume. Then I return ed to the kitchen, and churned vigorously for an hour, wishing all the time that I had Aunt Tabby’s head in the churn. The vigorous exercise did me good; and after I bad gone through my various du ties, and eaten my solitary dinner, I was calm enough to notice the beauty of the day, and to tbink without bursting into tears, what a pleasant time they must be having at the pjcnic. A queer fancy*took possession of me. would not spend that lovely fall afternoon indoors, moping after pleasures I could not have. I would dress myself in my pink lawn, after all, and go down by the brook under the old nut-trees, and have a picnic by myself. The day was deliciously soft and warm for October, so I did not find my dress too cool; I even twisted a ribbon iu my hair, and put ou my solitary lace ruffle; then, with my bat and shawl in my hand, I stroll ed leisurely down to the brook. It was favorite spot of mine, shady with old chest nuts, bright with patches of suulight, with inoss-covered stones in .abundance, and charming littlexagy uookstri,, / Stephen aud y had often -Rallied there together—pethaps that waa why I chose it, because I wanted, onco'-vfr all, to put an end to my folly of thinking of him Aunt Tabby’s lover. Somehow, try as hard as I would, I could not think of him in that light. When I came to a little ford of stepping-stones he and I made one afternoon, I began to pic ture to myself him and Aunt Tabby in our positions. “ Let me see, I was standiug there”- said I, thinking aloud, after an old habit of mine. “ And I am standing here!” echoed voice at my elbow. There stood Stephen in the flesh, look ing flushed, excited aud handsome aud once again there was no Aunt Tabby between us —only he and L I knew that must not be, however, so tamed at once to ran away: but Stephen intercepted me—nay, more, he tried to take my hand. “ Cyhthia, tell me why yon did not come to my picnic r “ Aunt Tabby went. Yfh&t did it matter about meF “ What do you mean by that F he retort, ed, quickly, toying to geta view of my face; but my broad hat, which I had put onshield- edit well. As I did not answer, he went on with The I.izzuil. [Essay on the Lizzud, read.before the Hawkeye Association for the benefit of< cruelty to animals, by a boy of 40,-j The Lizzud 4s a dry land aligator on a -^he noise certified the affirmative, small skate. He is a male and female. He has four legs and one tail and two eyes and can climb a tree. His principal busi ness is settin’ on fence rails catchin’ flies and skeerin’ of horses by runniu’ through the leaves. Wuu skeered my horse yistid- dy. Lizzuds is principally negative ani mals. They don’t go to skule, don’t be long to returnin’ bodes, don’t set on lec- tor.il commisshuns and don’t be presi dents. Uv all the beasts that fly in the air, The Horse, the cow, the buzzbrd, The duck, the junny bug, the hare, I’d rathqr be a Lizzud. Hopin’ these few lines mayffod you all enjoyin’ the same blessin’. The lV«j w U«nner.'~ I’ll master it,” said the a*e, and his blows fell heavily oq the iron : but every blow made his edge more blunt, till he ceased to strike. “ Leave it to me,” said the saw, and with his relentless teeth he worked backward and forward on its surface, till they wore all worn down or broken; then he fell aside. “ Ha! ha!” said the hammer, “ I knew you wouldn’t succeed, “ I’ll show you the way,” but at his first stroke, off tiew his head, and the iron remained as before. “ Shall I try!” asked the soft, small flame. But they all despised -the flame ; but he curled gently around the iron, aud embraced it, and never left it until if melt ed under its irresistible influence. There are hearts hard enough to resist the force of wrath, the malice ufcBeiseca Upn v and, the jury of &i<l£. their acts recoil on then* adver there is a power stronger than a^AiYthese, and hard, indeed, is that heart that can re sist love. A Spiritualistic Seance. A youug man called a day or two since upon tlie ladies in whose keeping are the Kocheater spirits. His bearing was iod*, and.bis voice was tremulous with emotion. Soffbw was on his countenance, and. a weed was on his hat .He sighed as he took his seat, and tlie Ly-stauders pitied him, as they saw him draw forth a spotless handkerchief, and wipe away a tear. Aftur a few moments of silence, he took One of the ladies aside, and requested, if consistent, to be put into communication witlfthe spiritual essence of his mother; and here he wiped his eyes rapidly, and sobbed. A period of quiet elapsqg, and a knock was beard, signifying that the desired cor respondence could be .had, and with a hes- tolitaring voice, tho youfig \uan eommeneed ... $2 -tjOesziaaiug the lurtsi&lfcjf iding it “How long had I gone before 'fau to .-the brook, dihd F < A length of time was stated. v i‘ Where are you now, mother f Are you happy F The knocking indicated that the spirit waS at test. „ “ Are those of your friends who have gone before, with you F “ They are,” said the knocking. “ Then you can recognize them all per fectly F “ Can you see me at all times when you wish F The knocking proclaimed the perpetual clearness of the spirit’s vision in that re spect. The gentleman seemed relieved and the spectators stood overwhelmed with wonder. Taking his hat the mourner arose, thank ed the ladies, and as he stood in the door way, quietly said: “ I have been very much entertained, as, no doubt, my mother herself will be, fop I left her at home not half an hour ago, basting a turkey for dinner !” A Universal Moral Panacea. A reader of the Hebrew Leader proposes the following remedy for the ills of the flesh aud spirit, composed of leaves, plants, and roots, which, if taken without a wry face, will make any mau respectable and happy. Leave off drinking. Leave off smoking. Leave off chewing. Leave off snuffing. Leave oflswearing. Plaut your pleasure in tlie home circle. Plant your business iu some honorable employment. Plant your faith in Truth. S oot your habits in industry. oot your feelings jq benevolence, Boot your affoctiuoa iq Uod, For directions, see the Holy Scriptures, and beware otcounterfeitcreeds and quack theologians. THE MOTHER’S HAND. A wandering, orphan child wan I— But meanly at the best »t|jred; For, oh, my mother scarce cpuld hay The common food each week repaired; eat when the anxious day had fled, It seemed to be her dearest joy To press her pale hand on my head And pmy that God would guide her hoy. Bnt more, each winter, more and more Stem suffering brought her to decay ; Aud then an angel passed her door, And bore her lingering soul away 1 And I—they know not what la griet, Who ne'er knelt by a dying bed; All other woe on earth is brief, Save that which weeps a mother dead. A sailor’** ljfe way anon in? lot, 'Mill reckless deeds and desperate men I Bqt still I never quite forgot The prayer I ne’er should hear agaid l And olt, when half Induced to trerf^j ” - Such paths as unto sin decoy, I'crfrtt hrr/ond hand proto wp hoatl, And that soft touch bath saved her hoy! Though hard the mockery to receive,' Who ne’er themselves 'gainst sin hsjh striven; ner, who on earth 1 dared not grieve, 1 could not—would not—grieve in heaven; And thus from many an action dread, Too dark for human eyes to scan, The name fond band npon my head That bleaaed the boy—hath sated fte man. a ketftil. j growing impetuosity: Then the dozen barrels had to be -in- j “Wby have you changed so tome T You speeted; but this was quick work—only ! know I love you.” adjusted mm [a, AB mk "l’ CUW5U > out ims was quicK worK—only Know I love you." ti» I too quick, for Stephen was so quiet and i “ I don’t know anything of the sort!” Taking the Census. 4 oensqs taker going his rounds, stopped at an elegant brick dwelling- house, the exact locality of wbieflis no business of yours. He was received by a stiff, well- dressed lady, who could well be recoguiz- ed as a widow of some years standing On learning the mission of her visitor the lady invited him to take a seat in the hall. Having arranged himself into working po sition he inquired for the number of per sons in the family of the lady.-. “ Eight,” replied the lady, “ including myself.” “ Very well—your age, madam F “ My age, sir,” replied tho .lady, with piercing, dignified lcJM- ibi^mneeive it to be none of yoqr bu>|qBs^* vEat my age migbt be. Yon’re inquisitive, ar, “ The law compels me, madam, to take the age of every person in the ward; it is my duty to make the inquiry.” “ Well, if thelaw compels yon to ask, presume it compels me to answer. I am between 30 and 40.” “ I presume that means 3$ F •« No, sirj. it means no such thing—I am only 33 years of age,” « Very well, madam, (putting down the figures,) just as you say, Now, the ages of the children, commeqsipg with the youngest, if you please.”' “Josephine, my youngest, is in her 10 th year.” “ Josephine—pretty name—10.” “ Miuerva is in her 12th year.” “ Minerva—captivity—12.” “ Cleopatra Elvira has just turned 15.” “ Cleopatra Elvira^-charming—15.” “ Angelina is just IS/sir; just 18.” “ My oldest and only married daughter, Anna Sophia, is a little over 25.” “ Twenty-five, did you say F «• Yes, sir. Is there any thing remark able in being of that age4^’ “ Well, no,-I can’t say that there is; but is it not remarkable that y«u should bo her mother when you were only eight years ofngeF About that time the census taker was seen running T»ut of the. house—why, we do not know—it was the last time he ever pressed a lady, to give her exact age. Be pare in heart. In peace or pain; Obey tbe atlll small voice that calla; The etar above the steeple-vane Shines stronger as the daricnees falls. Hope, like a diamond in the coal, Shall shine, however black the night; Keep well yoor eyes unto the goal. And do not tire, bat treat and fight. Because the path has led your feet To places bleak and bare with bUghS Seek not for safety In retreat j Still forwa-d go, and look for light. And if in vain yon seek a ray Of ann to break the chorda of aorrow, Still fight It out—work well today, And do not fear about tomorrow. e x A Retfijjl ron»uun&.ii A- l Read tlie following receipt tor kiiung a town. It is au admirable one, and cannot fail to do its work. We have seen it go ing the rounds of the press and highly re commended : 1. Put up no more buildiugs than you can occupy yourselves. 3. If you should have an empty building to rent, demand three times its value. 3. Look sorry at every new comer give the cold shoulder to every lqechauic who desires to come among you. 4. .Go abroivd foe yoqr goads aud wares By no mieaus purchase from your own merchants and manufacturers even at the same price, or less. 5. Don’t contribute one cet.t to the cause of religion or education. Finally, put a thorough fmish to your work by killing your local paper, by refus ing to subscribe for or advertise in it, so that persons at a distance will not know that any business is being done In your town, or they may want to come and set tle with you; or buy something from you, and that would put you to some extra trouble. A Slight Touch of Hell-Fire. A young parson of the Universalist faith, many years since, when the Simon- pure Universalism was preached, started westward to attend a convention of his brethren in the faith. He took the pre caution to carry a vial of cayenne pepper in his pocket, to sprinkle his food with as preventive against ague aud fever. The convention met; and at dinner a tall Hoos- ier observed the parson as he seasoned his meat, and addressed him thus : Stranger, I’ll thank you for a leetle of that ’ere red salt, for I’m kind o’ curious to try it.” “ Certainly,” returned the parson, “ but you will find it very powerful; he care ful how yoq qse it,” The Hoosier took the proffered vial, and feeling himself proof against any quantity of raw whiskey, thought be could stand the “ red salt” wfth impunity,- accordingly he sprinkl<jjftb^HMi*&hpefrather' tifully wi inharmonious pjfcaicaHy?'\*i nally he could stand it qc^bnger. He opened his mouth and screamed “ fire.” “ Take a drink of cold water from the jug,” said the parson. “ Will that put it out F asked the mar tyr, suiting the action to the word. In a short time the unfortunate man began to recover, and turning to the parson, his eyes yet swimming iu water, exclaimed: “ Stranger, you call yourself a “ Yeraal- ist,” I believe t” “ I do,” mildly answered the parson. “ Wal, I want to know if it is consistent with your belief to go about with hell-fire in your breeches pockets F A Disgusted Widow, Captain W has just returned from the Warm Springs. The Captain is a wid ower. At tlie springs was a widow who rather sot her cap for the Captain. The girls told him to look out, and the Captain replipd, well, be was ready. Sitting out in the portico cine evening, the cool breeze fanning like a ton cent palm-leaf, aud tbiuking of bis daughters far away at school, tho widow moved up close by aud apenjed conversation. “ I hear that ydtt have grown up daugb ters, Captaiu.” “ Yes, madam, I have.” “ How I shout'd like to see their pic tures.” “ I will show you a picture of my eldest daughter,” said the Capiain, handing her one. “ Ob, such a sweet face,” said the widow “ and such a fine eye ! Isn’tshe called like you, Captain F “ I don’t know, madam, that she is.” ( “ It’s a woudei^o me^Captafri, you-do not gefcjjmrried,” “ Well, ma’am, I never think of it, for the woman I’d have might not have me, and then you know, vice versa. “ Yes, but what kind of a lady would suit you F and the widow looked her sweetest It was right here the Captain’s wonder ful nerve uever forsook him, but setting his eye steadily at the widow’s he bard* eqed his heart aud replied: “ Madame, Bhe must be ninety-five years old to a second, and worth two hundred thousand dollars.” " It is getting .so chilly out here I must go for my shawl,” said the widow, and she looked frigid zones at the Captain as she brushed by him with a toss of her head. K«*p StraiyM 4kM< Pay no attention to slanders and gossip- mongers. Keep straight on in your ; A Tr*lap’s View of Idleness. He came ip slowly and laboriously, as it five tonp of weariness were weighing down bis spirita. - He dropped heavily Into a tfhair* sighed several; four-foot sjghs, and then bombard ed us with the following connundrqm: “ What is idleness f What does it con sist ofF ‘ “ Don’t know. Never experienced it.”' “ Now, some people would call doing nothingiidleness, wouldn’t they F “I suppose they would.” “ Yes; and that’s where some people make a mistake. There is no such thing as idleness. No man is ever wholly idle; if his body isn’t busy bis brain is. I know that if a man sits around and shows a dis inclination to work, folks will call him a tramp and a “ cucumber gt too gpBtfffig; a, any difference.^ Itfe m^aodl can pro- duce plenty f oproof to sustain the position r take in the matter. Now, for instance, who ever heard of Napoleon getting up at five o’clock in the morning and starting out to'the field with a hoe over his shoulder, or chasing a side-hill plow around a field fourteen hours a day 1 Did Napoleon ever dothatF “ Never heard that he did.” “No, sir; he labored with his intellect, and when he had any real work to perforin, thousands of men were ready to do his bidding. That’s the sort of a man Napo leon was. He never sawed a cord of wood or did a hard day’s work in his life; aud yet he was never arrested for vagrancy, and no interfering policeman ever came nosing around and told him to move along or the hand of tho law would snatch him to the jug. “ Then look at Diogenes! What sort of a man was he 1 On the unbalanced ledger of history do we find on the credit side any entry of this kind: “‘Diogenes, Cr. “By one day’s work §2.00? “ Nothing of the sort. Diogenes was a man who took the world easy. The only thing he ever did, that we have any record of, was roaming around the streets of Sy racuse with on old tin lantern in bis hand. He pretended to be looking for an honest man. More likely be was mapping out a free lunch route. So much for Diogeues. “ Now turn over another page and glance at the portrait of Sir Isaac Newton. Wasn’t he a thoroughbred tramp? All he did was to sit out in bis garden under an applo tree, smoke his clay pipe, and build castles in the air. One day an apple fell off the tree and struck Sir Isaac square in his eye. That oironmstauoe made him famous. Why ? Because he was a genuine philoso phical tramp, and took things coolly. Wheu the apple hit him he didn’t get mad and throw three-cornered Greek words arouud through the atmosphere, or anything of that sort. He simply picked the apple up, looked it over carefully for worm holes, d slipped it in his pocket to eat after Then he began to wonder why ■ B’t gQ,iMiTlnsttt«kqf foiling. irouud. You d never paid auy attention' to the ,tter, and he did not know whether it was the usual and correct thing for feult to fly oft at a tangent from tho earth when it became detached from tho tree, or to come down like Col. Crockett's coon. Ho determined to investigate. So he hired a small boy to climb the tree ami shake, aud he watched till every apple fell to the ground. ‘None ot them flew up. Sir Isaac was satisfied. He made a great discovery. The next day he cutout a basswood model of an apple tree with a half-grown pippin just in the act of starting on a voyage to the earth, and sent it on to Washington and had his discovery patented. This made Sir Isaac a noted man. When a lit tle thing like that lifts a mau up and plants him on the pinacle of fame, isn’t it an en couragement for us all tositarounland ait to be hit by something? If I wanted .wait to bo hit by sometning t 111 wanwn th ^ ^ 1 could go and work for a railroad for death of neglect ^hat is the use of ly ing awake at nights brooding over the remark of some false friend, that runs through your brain like lightning! What is the use in getting into a worry and fret over gossip that has been set afloat to your disadvantage, by some meddlesome busybody who lias more time than char acter? The things cannot possibly injure yon, unless, indeed, you take notice of them, and in combatting them give them standing and character. It what is said about you is true, set yourself right; If It ia false let it go for what it will fetch. If a bee sting you would you go to the hive to destroy it ? Would uot a thousand come upon you ? It is wisdom to say little of tho’ injuries you have received. We are gen erally losers in the one, it we stop to re fute all the backbiting and gossips we may hear by the way. They are annoying, it is true, but not dangerooa so long as we do not stop to expostulate and scold. Our characters are formed and sustained by ourselves, by our own actions and pur poses, and not by others. Let us bear in mind that “ calumniators may usually be trusted to time and the slow but steady justice of public opinion.” Finnic. Wife Nl«hl. Happy is the man who bas a borne and Talk UpYaar Tm, ' Talk up your town. Yes, talk it np if it has good schools, good churches, good newspapers, clean streets, ornamented with beautiful shade trees, talk it ap. Don’t grumble if any thing is not to your idea, especially if you do nothing to help make the place. Don’t tell strangers it is the worst place you know of to bring up a child, unless you know it is worse than other places of the same population. Give encouragement to every usefid and credit able enterprise in your midst, for as effect follows cause so sure will enterprise of merit repay every citizen. We cannot live to ourselves, and we cannot discour age any movement iu behalf of a place a little angel in it -of a Saturday night—if house, no matter bow little, provided it will hold two or so; uo matter how hum bly furnished, provided, there is hope iu it. Let the wind blow—close the curtains. What if they are plain calico, without bor der, tassel or any such tbiug. Bet the rain come down—heap up theflrij.’ No matter if you haven’t a candle''to bless yourself with, for what a beautiful light glowing coal makes! rendering cloudless, shedding a sunset through the room—just light enough to talk by, not loud, os in the highways, not rapid, as in the hurrying world, but softly, slowly, whispering, with pauses between, for the storm without and the thoughts within to gll up. with. Then wheel the sofa around by thei fire; no matterlf the sofa is a settee, uncushion ed at that, if so bo it is just light enough for two aud a half iu it. How sweetly the music of silver bells for the time to coma foils ou the listening heart theu! How mournfully swell the chimes of “ the days that are uo more.” thirty five cents a da^and board myself; but I won’t do it. I’ll hang around and wait for an opportunity. My intellect will have a chance to show itself some time-, and if you hear of anybody waking up and startling the world within the next fifteen or twenty yepra, you’ll know it’s me. Ta, ta.” And the weary man arose aud slowly glided forth—never, we hope, to return. . .An Oneida street merchant who takes great pride In keeping his walk well sprin kled and swept, was standing in his door when the rain began to patter last week. A passing citizen remarked: “God is sprinkling your wale for you to-day, I see!” “ Yes, yes! aud he’s doing it finely— finely!” remarked the merchant, and then added: “by the way, that reminds mo that He is the first one on this-street who has failed to come in and borrow my sprink ler when he had such a job to do.” JUNKETING WITH HAYES. Stringing round the drclu All tbcw umner d*j*» Oh, Hint won jolly aet. Junketing with H»j« I i Hiking rpoony »pcechee, Banning o'er with tongue, Flowing »t Um xplggot, Leaking it the bung. Kiting Lee gift dinner*, Never ptjtogfure. Deadhead on thenUrotd*, Dead head every where. Scattering soft sawder White the crowd applaud, Toasting civil service, Sugar coating fraud. Swinging round tho circle. All these summer days; Ob, ain't w* a jolly set, Junketing with Bays*! .Your visits remind me of thogrowth of a.successful newspaper,” said Undo Ja- bez, leaning bis chin on his oane and glanc ing at William Henry, who was sweet on . .The happiest moment in a young man’s life is, with one exception, when he sends, bis sweetheart up stairs to ask her papa to come down to the parlor a little while, and her papa sends her back with the in telligence that he bas the rheumatism too bod to come down, but to tell Charles that it is all right. ■ - ■ “ “ Why soF inquired Wiliam Henry. “ Well, they commenced on a weekly, grew to bo tri-weekly, and have now be come dally, with i Sunday suppliment.” “ Yes)” said Wi ‘liam Henry, bracing up, “ and alter we ate married we will issue an extra—” “Sh—b,” said Angelica, and theu they went out for a stroll. ..A clergyman of ordinary abilities ask ed for license to preach. “ I grant yon permission,” said hia bishop, “ bnt nature refuses it*.” w'ajgMMMi fySubac.ribe for the Watchman.

Georgia Historic Newspapers

The Southern watchman. (Athens, Ga.) 1854-1882, October 02, 1877, Image 1