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UNWERSIN Of ■..oU.ctKm. or m vowm or too Rmw . lira 4a Ooar«te. AUtnht HtHl-Atiptal. •, : Mr. 8. A. Wiwai), ©f Forsyth coun ty,' au old Indian fighter, bae bean stopping at the Air*Line House S»r two or three days. HU reminiscences • 'the early struggles of the settlers of tl lih country are In tensely interesting. ,) He served under the-celebrated In* diun.fighter, Majbr Dick Simpson, of South Carolii\a, lk'the Florida war," and, receiving «L’wound in the right shoulder, was sent home. As soon as ‘VARIETY iS THE SPICE Various parts »( Toss 1 h »' « **« ryclnus*. Tha entire French cnaat la to electricity. ... .. .... A Mi onrt Yatoo land fraud has been nuearth- c«l In Texas. There nr* ten million men under arm* in Ki.- n>pc at this time. *aigsII>»ftgttsO riW Yiteitwi X| StSfevot.;Wjji, t* MiHid duOg^edt ejtrthecrs lug had time to rob the man of a pen- n.,-TmorejlpolI.”_ . ... using violence In such a contfbgency. corn -raiser hr Gooi enee and com pet HANGING.OE ..MARTIN :now. The lltjulan tty lias appeared In wheat fltiV near lliirnesvllle, Up. f ■■ V. ^ . ,1 An etnlrrsni ffcielr nrrK*d Iti'Ww^aHc hi horn/on'hihhcadTllto a naif prown yearling. *rime Mime, There isxin question more Important to us than this.’Wiere is nothing that could be done for Geor gia that would bring such certain and abundant prosperity as to have her farmers reduce their acreage of cotton thirty per cent, and add their percen tage to diversified crops. They would get more for their cotton raised on < this decreased acreage than they get now, and they would have no debts to pay when the season was over.” ’‘You think that the reform has started in earnest?” “Ido. Tha acreage of grain putin tills winter is already large enough to make a decrease in cotton acreage cer tain and to promise substantial relief to the people early 1u the summer; Besides this necessity, common sense arid experience combine to demon strate that the crops planted within the next sixty days will show more grain and less cotton than we htfve seen in Georgia for a year.” We will keep the readers of the Constitution informed as to the out- '.‘You can say, to begin with, that the farmers have planted the. largest crop of grain that has. ever been plant ed in Georgia, sinee I have been at the'head'of the Department. If is nearly one hundred per cent, larger than the grain crop of last winter, which was, however, an unusally small one. The farmers have been forced to this eourse by the lack of credit with which to buy small grain, t’s epitaph. There were 17,Ml families In trelaad the year MO, One toueh of vuocinate miOcaa the vholt world howl. Mr..Stephens has at last closed Liberty Ilaf’. against promiscuous hospitality- A \, w York man bought *10,.-,0(1 worth of lam* in Florida, to lie paid for In whisky. -V kUui.ui in Clinton, III., ale himself to death on a waiter ill an hour. on i.- ilie home of -jo:*, women each worth million Strawberries from l it.rids are selling in No ok at »» and *.'■ ,.rr <in»rt. The residence of Judge Win. Gibsou, near lessena, Du , was totally burned. In Minnesota, an old lady M years of age is the mother of a young baby. Morgan county voted last week by a band- some majority for no fence.. Augusta bas over toidO-0 -i invested in menu during Industries. Indiana baby died of strangulation while We don't believe it. strong probability of a war between Monday night i i fts.nosilre; Insi last week Madis. aiice. Dt.wi. yiiere is a small spotui around on a Virginia, onntiiln that is nltenys heated. Mrs. tien. Ouster is said to be decorating noilier in ! a jiieklo. r bus been slisps: ing bis wife. cry night. hr. A beautiful young indy in Atlanta Is maker, and works regularly at ber tri The other day in Pennsylvania t of powder were exploded at once in a ■ deaths from small-pc orgia Pa,-ilie Kail mud. cr nas become hopt -itcniein oi a chore Islnitd io.uso of il: ook witli arsenic. report of Treasurer Speer will show ■ in hand over IT'JO.OUO of State funds. sty bachelor a,Units that marriage ■pentane think they’ll.rapll: > _ .. . Ho,ldbkfng~uplift m^rlsTast'meal bat olio, on a .Sunday evening in the con- di-mned ceil. The- cook had consider ately gout him up Home buttered toast with bacon and eggs, and nict, strong tea, and the murderer was tilling his mouth rather ravenously with these refreshments. He was a large eater— u large man altogether, with massive shoulders, u thick neck and mighty listH. "Jiook 'ee hero,” he repeated, “1 never murdered that tuuu; he hit nte first. I knocked ’un down,hut he picked himself up and walked off, a-swearin’. Lord knows who nut the knife into ’uti'afterwards. I didn’t, and they/un’t make me swing for It, eli, old ’tin?’’ “I dessny n reprieve ’ll come,” an swered the old ’un, who was one of ihe two warders that had to keep watch over the murderer. He saitl this out of charity; he did not believe what he sultl. * “I’veknowu reprieves io come at the very last minute,” observed the aycpod-yrapipN * i2UMgSrffl*fte*^~ ‘‘Doan’t go foolin' t; chap,” mum bled Martin Dadso. with Iris mouth full of toast. “Tell me t' truth; hasn’t in' reprieve enine already?” “It ain't come yet, hut will, maybe, to-night,” replied the old 'tin, stolid ly. “I wish they'd look sharp about it, for I want, to go whoani,” grumbled the prisoner. “It’s three months since I left t’ farm to coont here, and my o!il tint! ain't equal to miniling the place wi’ all this trouble on him. I)itl ’ee see how white his hair was when he l oom to see me yesterday, with the t*M ’ooninn "Never mind, they’ll grow young again when you go home to ’em.’’ saitl Ihe younger warder- "So will your sweetheart—a "fine young lady she is.’’ “Ay. my sweetheart,” muttered Martin Dadso, his voice suddenly deepening to a tone of infinite tender ness. "The only time I felt had was when I saw her cry as she gliv’ her evidence ut I rial. Poor Mary! She never thought me guilty, though; she’s too good stufl'for Unit It was for murdering his rival in tile affections of Miss Alary Whit doctor's daughter, that Martin Dadso had been sentenced to die. He was u ind the Gov’ner have gat the re prieve, hut doan’t mean to let me know- beoos it’s Sunday. ’Spose to morrow ye’ll let It off at me as a sur prise, like the coffc o’ a beer bottle. Well, good night, parson; I’m a goin’ to turn lit,” /IT/T 1 •flood night, Dadso,” replied the clergyman, coldly. “I hope you'will have a quiet night.” Mr. Twettle walked out feeling that he had done what duty commanded, and he was not sorry to get away sooner than he had expected. He would have been quite happy if he could have suddenly become a day older, so that ho might have done with the troublesome formality of at tending Dadso to the gallows. “A regular brute,” he soliloquised, ns he walked across the prison yard to his house; “hut they’re all like that; gootl wortls are wasted on them.”. Meanwhile, Martin Dadsohud risen from his clmir, stretched himself, yawned, and prepared for,bed. weakly.'Then tne pla in*, wno had been the prisoner’s; companion since his feelings. “CotneJ Mr. 'Dadso, sir, be a gentleman. We none of us like such • job; but It’s our duty.” “Haudsoft,old hoy,” replied Dadso, shaking off the hand laid on liis arm. “You’ve lieen good to me,-and I doan’t want to hurt *ee, but I'ain’t going, to be hung.” ' X / / V , J “Get him away from the wall, and then we can seize him,” whispered the hangman, sidling up to the war den. — .. i. "Will you come into iny office, and write your telegram?” said - Cnptain Brlbsby, taking the hint. “Yes, I’ll coom, but no tricks, or it’ll be the worse for some o’ ’ee,” muttered Dadso, who had noticed the hangman’s move. He left the wall and walked a few steps across the ward, whereupon, at a sign from the warden, the four wardens in attend ance (who looked fur from comforta ble) made a rush to secure his arms. But Dadso had the strength of a giant. N. v Jem-}- man ran take tTionil of j.inr himself not a poor man, but a (hriv- -'luti ami Iran.form u Into a gallon of guuil ing farmer; and lie bad received a good education,'though ho spoke ini Tit., factory gitla have been sratem-ttit to fc.itr n„»th** Iin|,ri*immeiit for tlrunkettmtsa in sen.-.-il per .lay. girl, are ntvnvs : •ter which he guarantee* •il a man until* to but a sirl just walk* lei ever ber sltotildc all a puppy he wills -Inn*- with heriiaut] The new iron brl.ltto being creeled by the i 'httrieston nnd Savannah railroad over the Sa- eightt l.LIUOO pound*. on translated lntn22G Inngtta- ■<ud dialects, and in the last eittht years 140,. v copies have been circulated. Ctah numbers; wMorinnnn; yet the f r-ner own the lnilk he railroads, mine* and property there lie dltt'elenee between a tins a . in the fart that when a dog finds a scent he -n’t -pend it for candy. such a broad dialect, having lived an iiis life in the country. The man whom lie had been convicted of mur dering was :t young solicitor, a rather * m pushing, prying person, named Vull- cn; and the oriirq- hud caused consid erable astonishment, by reason of Dadso’s supposed steadiness of char acter. But the guilt hail Itcen brought home lo him ivy such clear testimony • hat the Judge had warned hint not to hope for mercy. Datlso, however.had loudly protested liis innocence ns he left the dock. 'The wa'rdors who "had now been watching him for nearly three weeks in the condemned cell, had so often (woagainst j heard him atfirni his innocence that they could not exactly decide wheth- er lie were an ill-used man or "a hard- boy con. | ened liar. Until this Sunday night they had inclined towards the latter idea, hut now that lie was on the verv irowsy. As he was undressing, the oltl ’un asked whether he would like a glass of beer, and on his giving an affirmative reply, rang for another warder to bring the beverage. By the doctor’s merciful orders, a dose of bro mide of potnssum had been put into the beer to quiet the doomed man’s nerves and induce sleep. The result was that soon after Dadso had Iain his Iteatl on his pillow he sank intoa deop, peaceful slumber, from which he awoke at seven in the morning. It was broad daylight then, for the senson was spring and golden rays of sunshine were beaming into the cell. Dadso sat Uj> abruptly in lied, rubbed his eyes and exclaimed: “Well, hnsn’tmy reprieve cooin?” “Not yet,” answered ihe younger warder, gloomily. “It'll come by and by, no doubt,” remarked the qld ’un, whose object it now was to keep Ills prisoner as calm as jiossihle. f <*- -* “Pish! baby nonsense this is,” said Dadso, grulfiy, slipping out of bed. “What o’clock is it? Am I to have any breakfast? “Olt, yes, and the cook has done yer a nice rump steak,” said the old-, ’un, and he pulled the bell twice. In a very few minutes a third warder ap- peared with a well served tray bear ing a steak, tea, toast, and some other things. This man’s hands trembled as he laid the tray down, for he was a novice and lmd never before been mixed up with an execution. The old 'un had'se'en a dozen men banged. Martin Dadso leisurely washed his face and ltnnds, then partially dressed himself, ;ind sat down in his shirt sleeves. lie did full justice to the viunds set before him, though a pre occupied expression was now settling on liis features. Twice he glanced up to scan the countenances of the ward ers, and perceiving that they eyed 1'tSSbelM*?” ask tie, aa if he were putting the most natural question. 1 ■ ’ v ’’ - “I didn’t- want to be swagged, did I?” drawled the vagabond, with a leer. “But now I’m goln’.yor may tell my story if yer like.” The vagrant died that sanje night - anti Mr. Twettle. after full reflection,' decided he would keep the story to himself. Ho was a cautious gentle man, who hated trouble, and be fore saw that this narrative, if divulged, would give him trouble. Perbaps he would be accused of having Invented it. In auy case, the authorities would not thank him for laying the blood of an innocently executed manat their door. Resides, whatwas there to show that tills confession was a true one? So the reverend gentleman held bis peace. Yet sometimes such conscience as he possessed had twinges; and Mr. Twettle avoided passing through the yard where executed men were bur ied, and where, on a small white stone let into a brick wall, he might of tlio first comer, be sent him stag gering ten paces; with a kick in the stomach, he disposed of a second; then, collaring the two others, lie banged their heads together, twice, so hard, that they turned sick and Lit tered out of his grasp, helpless. The old ’un and hi* comrade, the younger warder, saw that they would be une qual to mastering Dadso alone, and made uo attempt to do so. The sheriff, the chaplain, and the hangman had all skipjtetl off into a empty cell, and stood holding the door ajar, ready to slam it if the murderer should pursue them. Captain Bribshy alone remain ed in the ward facing his prisoner, pretty spiritedly, and again trying to remonstrate with him. “Hold your jaw, Captain,” answer ed Dadso, defiantly; anti, seeing u door open, he made a dart towards it, ran down some stairs, and found him self in one of the airing yards. By this time the whole prison was in a state of commotion. Some pris oners who had heard the noise, and guessed what was up, were thumbing at their doors in the wildest state of excitement, and uttering fearful blas phemies: “Go it, Dadso!” “Don’t give in to the blokes.” “Crack Marwoorl’s hewl for him!” etc # Meanwhile, relays of warders hail hurried up from all the other wards, and soon a dozen of them streamed out into the yard in pursuit of the murderer. Dadso, flying .across the gravel like a hunted animal, had es pied a latfder in a corner of the yard, and, lifting it with superhuman strength, he planted it against a M all. fcut there liappcned to be in the yard & prisoner who was at work rak ing the alleys. A sneaking, rat-head ed fellow he M*as, looking infamous in his parti-colored jail garb. This man perceived that a prisoner M’as trying to escape, and wishiug to curry favor There are beautiful songs that we nerersing. And names thnt are never spoken. There are treasures guarded with jealous care And kept as a siu red token. There are faded flower* aud letters din. With tears that have mined above them. For the fickle words and the faithless hearts That taught Us bow to love them. There nre sighs that come in our joyous hours To eliiuteu our dreams of gladness, Aud tears that spring to our aching eyes In hours of thoughtless sadness. For the blithest bird that sings In spring Will flit in the waning summer, And lips that were kissed 1 n fondest love Will smile on the first new comer. Over the breast where lilies rost Iu white hands stilled forever. The roses of Juue will nod and bloom, Unheeding the hearts that sever. And lips that quivered in silent grief. All words of hope refusing. Will Tightly turn to the fleeting joys That perish with the using. Summer blossoms and winter snows, Love aud its sweet elysian; Hope like a syren dim and fair. Quickening our fainting vision; Drooping spirits and failing pulse Where uutold memories hover. Eyelids touched with the seal of death And the fitful dream is over. HOFFENSTEIN AND THE WOMEN. him curiously, and were speechless, with the authorities, ,hc made haste “Herman,” said Hoficnstcin, as he noticed the gloomy look of liis clerk, ‘Mere was stnueding de matter mit you, vas you sick?” “No, sir.” “Veil, vat vas it deni” “I don’t like to say anything nbout it, Mr. Iloflcnstcin, hut I made a proposal to Rachel Goslinky de oiler day, ven she dells me dat I can come around again ven bisness vas better. Site vas now Hying about mit a rich young veltudi whose foder vas in de dry goods bisiucss in New York State.” “Herman, my boy,” said Iloifenstein, after lte -had listened attentively. “I know how you feels; you feels as if you vottld like to go away off somevere und get l>eat mit a persimmon club for a gottple of days. Dot vas de vay all uf item feel, und if I see a man in your fix, Herman,,t pity him; und if I vasn’j ac quainted mit him I tools like reaching my sympathy out to hint oil de end uf a A limit lutmt-tl .Mat-lean, the other day. tired n i „ , , , , , ►■■•1.0 queen VittorU. He «.* raptured, and I U,resh,>1<1 ofd, ' lltl ‘’ 1111,1 stl11 appeared *uppt*se*i i,, t*. a ernnk. T will Rive you tu» dollar* or ten days.^suiu tin- police judge lo the prisoner. "Well, sTjulre, 1 11 take Die ten dollars.” A child only eiRht years old died a drunkard in Montreal. The har-kccpcr who ha* been ,elt- ine him the whisky will be prosecuted. Il is told hy a Boeliester man who has become discipline ol Osrar Wilde that he whitewashes u* wood before he puts it on the lire. \ Vermont farmer bet *,V: that the distunec to "Ui wasn't over seven inUes and when sued r tile money I lie jury sustained him. Sunday school toaehor—Who was the strong- t loan" liny—Jonah: because the whale uhlu t hold him after he got him down. A Canadian Judge has deemed that the louse a pew In church gives the lessee a right to rep and snore therein during divine service. seat in ease of a railroad collision i* Ihe lop rail of a reliable fence about four miles in a northeasterly direction front the s cue of collision. he hoping for a reprieve, they wav- creti. The oltl ’un scrutinized him through the corners of liis eyes with a mixture of suspiciousness and sympa thy, and the younger warder stared at hint with liis mouth half open, un" .-title to form any new opinion on his case. Tlte thought uppermost In this young warder’s mini! was that by that time to-morrow yonder prisoner, now | such a healthy, hulking lout, would ho resting with liis neck broken in a licil of quicklime, and this caused him occasionally to feel cool up the spine. Martin Datlso finished his lea to the last drop: then stood up—a towering,’ strapping figure six feet high—nnd slouched towards the fireplace. The condemned cell was used at ordinary times ns a warder’s room, nntl it had a fire-place. Marlin drew a chair nwtr the fender, took up a. volume and bc- gan to looje-qt the pictures; but soon the book lay open onptis knees, send lte gazed intently■aMho.'Tace* iu, the glowing coals—faces of friends pcr imps, or possibly only that of his late enemy, Pullen, distorted by death- grins. The warder removed' tye 'teh things, and then sat down, with thelh n Wyoming, where woman .utTrage a estate j arms folded', silent. Presently "the "Voting man, we eat nl! the rind hoTe,” sniA n l...."rtting-lmuso keeper to a hoartler, who was taking '.tribe ontor portion of a piece of cheese. ‘ All right," replied the boarder, "lam cutting this off tor you." A man Intruded Into an Irishman's shanty the other day. "What do you want?" naked Pat. "Nothing." was the rlaltor'a reply. “Then you'll und it in the jug where the whisky was.’’ . man amt tits wife ran for the •nit <>n different ticket,. The husband I C !°^ U " dCr t,le P ri8OT ‘ * lo,1,e strut ‘ k j eight; there was a rap at the doo'.r, and Mr. Twettle, the chaplain, entered. tilrl* should be careful how thev arc vacclca-1 •d' w ith virus taken from a lover s arm. One I Not the right sort of a man for his t st. Paul lias taken to swearing, sitting cross- egged and smoking a brier root pipe. The following is a fashionable way to plavn tree handed game of cards in Texas: The first olds the cards, the second a revolver, and the o-oner the inquest. t. A very modest young lady, who was a passen- ■r o» hoard n.packet-ship, H is said, sprang out : tier hertli and jumped overboard, on hearing te Captain, during a storm, order the mate to aul down the sheets. Hill Splugglnt bet five dollars that he could drink a quart of Colorado whisky before sun down. lie won the bet, and hia widow remark- od next day that it waa the first money that poor Hill had earned lor a year. place, this Mr. Twettle. He was a worthy person, no doubt, but had not a spark of sentiment in him, Uttle love for maukiud, and no belief at all in his power to veclfilpt prisoners. His post brought him $2,000 a year, with a free residents-, and he'grumbled at this as notbuing enough. ..He was a preacher of dry sermons on doctrines, and loathed the hours lie was obliged to flevob* to prison work, though he went ui.s rounds of cell-visiting regu- larly, for he was n conscientious man in Ills way. He was a middle-aged clergyman, with a cold face, sparse 1 whiskers, and a somewhat nervous A braketnan of a Kentucky railroad who wa» . , . ... reaming of an Impending crash, was found by | . 1,1 llls c ycs that Bad got thete lie neighbors sitting up in bed. holding hi* ] !,ir >cc a prisoner had once shied a stool rife by tho ears. He had nearly twisted the j At him. ' " rr downT”k".’ , hM ' d <ilrln hi “ lrM,lle i “'Veil, Datlso,” he said,' Iri *a Voice | which was.iuefint to lie kind, but was rite l-nosing (Mieh.) Republican print* the 1 uttgenlnl and patronizing. No man he became more pensive. “Look ’ee here, old ’un,” lie ex claimed at hist, rapping the handle of his fork on the table; “Imean td sleep at whoum to-night—l lint’s plain, ain’t It? If my reprieve don’t cooin In an hour I shall telegraph to the Queen.” “Now, eat your breakfast like a good man, and don’t get excited,” ex postulated the oltl ’un. "Would you like a little brandy?" - - ,r No brandy for me; this stuff's strong enough for me,’’answered Dad so, emptying tho second cup of tea. ■“Hullo, there are steps in the passage; wliat's that?” It was now a quarter to eight, and the gloomy procession which escorts a murderer to tlte scaffold had arrived at tho cell door. There was the war- sien, the sheriff of the county, the chaplain, the hangman, and four war ders; hut no reporters. Warden Bribs- by opined that the accounts of execu tions given in .newspapers tended to demoralize the,masses, and sohofor- ihtule the access of his prison, to repre sentatives of the press, not only when there were executions, but at all other times, which was more simpler and mure convenient. , Irregularities which might' go ou were thus kept from tlte knowledge of a too sensative public^ 1 ' Capt. Brijtsby, wearing black clothes and gloves, walked into the oell, hat in hand, and muttered a few words which were inaudible. Martin Dadso, who had turned crimson, then white, took up his coat without a word, threw it over his arm, and stalked out of the cell, and facing the warden, who retreated backwards. At this moment the Rev. Mr. Tweetle, who held a prayer-book, struck .upon dry, sing-song: "I am the Resurrec tion and the Life. He that believeth in Me “Zur,” interrupted the prisoner, in a.clfokjinfe"! xtoice, Vha’nt ’ee got iny reprieve?” “I am sorry to say no reprieve has come for you,” answered the warden, polltetyr *" — —— “An, and who's that chap?” He pointed,'ulth a shaky finger to a sknllng, gray-whiskered man in hlaclf, Whtrwas fingering 1 some straps. “That’s Jack Ketch, I s’pose. Welj, look ’ep here, gem’men, I’m not goin’ to be huhg Innocent, fib I tell 'ee. I’ll ailing statement that a santlcttan Is Greet.- j would have liked to ho hanged to the > til.', thnt state, while rating raw oyster* the J „„„i. . .: * --- „ other .lay. cut a large one in two ami found al lu ’A such u voice as that. Well, li.e tapeworm in it 3 Inehea long. But the matt who will rut an oyster deserves to Had some, thing disagreeable. A.-eordlng to Prof. Proctor, the earth will be a dead world like the moon, just fifteen yean from date: for the comet of ism will dash Into tlte sun in 18t>7. intensifying the heat et that bunting orb to «och a degree that all animal and vegetable life here below will b* destroyed, ills t-alcnlalioni arc baaed on tho tbconr that the orbit of the big comet la swiftly contracting ant) nnleaa something happens It most come In collision with the great luminary In fifteen years. I trust you are in a composed frame of mind?” to follow Dadso, and, just as the latter, was about to scale tlte ladder, dealt It jm a crushing blow on the back of his head with bis rake. Dadso fell hack with a moan, stunned, and rolled to the ground. “Now, seize him quickly,” cried the agitated warden, who liatl fo.lowed the warders in. the ward. His orders were promptly obeyed, and a dozen men, holding Dadso by tlte arms and legs, carried hint witli all possible dis patch into the prison. “Now, look sharp, bring him along here. Ws needn’t pinion him,” yell ed the hangman, who had been skulk ing out of harm’s reach like a eat. And nimbly he led the way through another door into the yard where tho gallows stood. _ M Tlte gibbet was permanently con structed, erected under a shed; its floor was level with the ground. From its black cross-beam a rope dangled. Springing onto the trap, the hang man caught hold of the noose, opened it wide like a horse-collar, and scream ed, "Now, quick, run his head in here.” In a trice Dadso’s neck was in the slip-knot. Just at this moment, however, the doomed man recovered consciousness, and seeing where he was, abruptly struck out with his fists anil feet. Two warders closed with him, embracing him with all their might, aud the hangman, madly impatient to get the whole thiugover, drew the bolt before the warders were clear of the trap. Down it went with an awful thud, and the three men "Wlthit, ter* depth of eight feet—such a shock, that the rqpe snapped off short near the beam, and. the thjfee men*after a momentary rebound, rolled pell-mell together on the floor of tlic pit three feet lower. Bdi Martin Dadao was dead. The weight of the two men clinging to his body lifld trebled the force of the drop, find his fieiik had been violently dis located. “Well, this is the end of an ugly ob,” panted ihe hangman, address- ng the two warders, who were rob bing their bruised bodies, J “How I jwjky that ^reporters wtye pre»ent!";excjhlmed Captain Brlbsby. We should have had ghastly ac counts of this affair in the papers. As jt is (and he looked Signifiduitly at the warders) I trust that nothing of crop that; would bring them early cash.” “Do you think the cotton acreage in the State will be decreased this year?” . , “I am confident that it will be." “By how much?” “By about 15 per cent. But this acre age will not show the full deficiency of the next year’s cotton crop because there will be very much less guano uBed than before, and this will de crease the yield per acre.” “What falling off is there in the sale of guano?” “I don’t think there will be sold over 00,000 tons in the State at the outside this season against 150,000 tons last season.. From all quarters we have reports of diminished sales. The guano men complain that the | farmers arc uot buying fifeely, and they are nof. inclined to push sales. The inspection fees at our office now amounts toabout$37,000, which is less than they were last year, although the season opened four weeks earlier than last. The signs are that the in spections will .fall off very heavily from this date, as inspected guano is stored in warehouses all over the State. It is safe to say that the de crease in the sale of guano in Georgia tlds year will amount to forty per cent.” - ■ ‘ 1 '■ • • “This will diminish the yield of ootton per acre?” *—* ?- “Yes, I give it as jay official ojjiti- ion. that Georgia will uot produoe over 600,000 bales of cotton this year against 814,000 In 1880. There are nta- liy reasons besides the large increase of grain acreage already reported that will decrease the cotton acreage for the year.” “What are these?" “First is the lack of credit. The country merchants, or for that matter the city merchants, arc not able to carry the farmers this year, as they of agriculture by Commissioner Hen derson’s comprehensive and admira- Ho system of enquiries. THE SWEETEST THING IN LIFE. Tlio sweetest tiling there is iu life t* hint a lovely little wife. Who tutWM the buttous on yonr ahirU Aud never telU you when she flirt*; Who give* you kinnen nweet as honey. Then ask* you /or u little money; Who Nay* sne never once comv* H *b s ~ Then UH» yOU uU her achen and l»uiu»; Who mukes you say you're glad to see Her mother stay two months or thrje;. Who, while you think you don't obey. Makes tou exactly do their way; Who makes you tremble with affright When you stay eut late at night; Who makes you with conceit grow tall. Than lets you drop and foel so small; Who hopes yonr next wife may be half Aa good a* she, aud wheu you laugh, ltemarkM, with tear-drop* in her eye. That you'd be glad~but she won't die; Who make* nice dinner* that you (ike. Then for a bonnet makes n strike; Who eemns to be *o dull, yet knowa More than you ever would auppOHe: Who glvea you letteri Bure to mail, Aud when you *ay they’re scut, don’t fail To And them in your pocket, while Yoa stammer, blush aud try to smile; Who, when you Btrtko for freedom dear, Weeps, calling you a bear, severe. Till shamed, again Uor humble slave, Yon beg forglvene**, and behave; Who baya ahe does not auore when you Awaken her. but says you do; Who hear* each night tho robbers free .And sends* you down below to nee; Who cannot bear your horrid pipe. And *aya yonr wet you never wipe; Who work* hemclf to death, while you Jnxt walks around with naught to do; And. well! the sweetest thing in life la (If you haven't one) a wife. ih raff Georgia sett Iolre fiir adt’ent , ^ the fortunes of war again in this sec tion. ' Shortly after his arrival he waa placed on Gen. B. Rush Montgom ery’s staff, who then commanded the port at Ross’ Landing, so called be cause the old Indian chief, John Ross, lived near there. After tho railroad was surveyed to that point, the name was changed to Chattanooga. In his own words he said; After the Indians had been quieted, I en gaged as a wagoner iu a train of wag ons that used to run between Augusta aud Ross’ Landing, aud was accus tomed to stop at Humphrey's spring, over which the Markham House now stands, to feed my team and stay all night. There was not a house within several miles, except a little ten by twelve doggery, about two miles from the spring, where the wagoners were accustomed to stop and get their liq uor. I stopped at the spring the night that the party who were surveying FASHION NOTES. -have done heretofore^ There has been man, vot cofnc to mo und lte says: “Hoffenstein, a vouian vasslmst like a tunic, tie more you put your dependence in item de more you vill go up und twine • ere de voodbinc vas. You vill be left, my freut, und I vill dell you vy. I vent gotirting mit a girl fur nine years, und ven l dinks she vas going to be iny vife, site goes und takes a fellow vat vasn’t vert dc powder vat blows him to tnmna- tion. It was de same vay mit a mule vat I ltaf, und vat I blaeesall my dependence in. I rode out dat u ule, from de dime he yas a colt undil lie vas so old dot his eyes vas veak, and he vas shust so gen tle as a dog. Vat you dink, Herman, dot tnttle vorked for fifteen years to get my confidence, und den vent back on me. Von day, vile I vas riding de mule along de road, he stopped vere dcre vas a brier patch mit a vast nest in it. I hits him mit de spurs to make him go avay, but lie von’t. Vat does ho do? He vlnlu a gouple of times mit his ears, kick up Ills licWj und I find myself In de brier patch rolt de vasps all ofer me. Dot vas de vay mit a woman, Herman, und you better had keep avay,” The Confederate Bond*. II,-re la a real adventure In the far West tor l m y, to rei.it: Christian Alison, aged 12. wan dered Into Utah. He wa* employed awhile jm a sV-ep ranch, but wa* tooamall to do the work. „,„1 waedleehamd. For twenty day* the poor little fellow trudged aimlessly ahont, in bltterty cl* weather, scantily clothed and fed. One diy he w*.Jound ttwetylble In « anew drill,; tug .ont to fialt Lake tor treatment. hU feet were amputated “Cooui, parson, none o’ that,” an swered the prisoner, with a frown, which finished off In a Laugh, fl doan’t mean to die to-morrow, any more than you.” we are prepared, lory death, jt ■ought to have no terrors,’ 1 remarked Mr. Twettle. t - 'i f “I dessay. I should like to see yer phiz, though, if ’ee were goin’ to be swung up to-morrow,” and the pris oner go flawed, coarsely. “Would you llie me to read a chap ter to you?” its'.ced Mr. Twettle, who thought he.wftsi exercising asigellc pa tience and cuttiuriended himself blgh- Jy- - • “2Su,liter, X’vo heard two sermons to-day, end that’s enough. 4htn- ’ee tell me anything about my reprieve?” readingJrom his. book some voice. | _ . “Shut up, there fbr * moment, son,” cried Dadso, impatiently; then hu tbrow/dbwnteis .coat, net his bjtck against a wall, folded his 'arm»,^nd said between his teeth, "I'ain’ta goin’ to be bung—that’s plaint The warden ,and the—wde^i sheri* looked at each other tft consteraat This was the first time a criminal over rcfugetl to be-hanged quietly; hhd Captain -BHbob^ dld AWknov what to do. He abhorred the Idea, of Mr. Judah P. Benjamin, writing from “Tho Temple, London," says “that the Confederate Government riever had but two means of raising money in Europe one being the export of cotton, nil of which was consigned to Frasor, Fren- holm ACo., of Liverpool; the other by the loan affected through Messrs. Erl- anger A Co., and Schroder & Co., the proceeds of which were all received by Col. J. McBae. the Financial Agent of the Government. At the clote of the war tlte United States Government, claiming the right to receive, the entire aesets- of the Confederate Government, instituted suits against Fraser, Frenholm & Co. and M(Bae, and ultimately recovered a few thousand dollars, the firms alluded to being ruined by litigation. The last payment of Coupons on Confederate bonds was only effected after great effort by means of cotton sold by Fraser,^Preri- up demurred the-warden, gently. “The Secretary of State has already pro nounced on your case.” ‘ Fl ' k “I'll write to Muster Gladstone,' theu, and t’ House of Commons. Yer can’t hang-p man when nobody saw ’im commitmurder.''~I gave Pullen a thrashing with my flash—that’s all; and I’ve been three months in gaol Jor it—that’s enough. Now I want to go wltoam.” . “My heart was hot within me, and while I waettiua musing the fire kin-. fllfid^rT^fiPRtinued the _chaplaln mtir holm & Co., as all, the proceeds of Hie loan had been . previously exhousRjI. It was about two years after the foregoing events that the Rev. Mr. Twettle waa. called upon to attend.* vagabond who waa dying in the pris on Infirmary. The man had been sen tenced to six Weeks for vagrancy, but he was in the last stage of consump tion, and ao lingered in the infirmary after his tefth had expired. -Having heard that his last day had come, he sent for the chaplain, and confessed to him that he was guilty of the crime for which Martin Dadso had suffered. “I was lyin’ .behind a hedge,” said 1 ‘‘niirl Raw Mr. Pailfon utuibn XT* The United States Government also re ceived'some supplies; machinery, aud several vessels, in fact, everything that remained froto the wreck; and I don’t believe that one penny is to be found any wtyre ihtEuropeef; Wwn Msetyptyle defunet Oontederaey. If anything ever can be recovered by the bondholders It can only be by government action In the United States; and you can Judge better titan lif there is the remotest hope of any such action.” an uuusual number of failures, and almost every merchant who advanc ed money to farmers finds himself be hind in Ids collections and with very little cash available for advances for the next A:rop. The farmers will, therefore, b« forced to diversify their crops and rely on their lands to give them their provision. Then this mat ter of no credit goesstlll further in its results. Iu a great many cases It has resulted in a great many tenants giv sng up their leases and resuming the places as day laborers, as they are un able to make a crop on their own re sponsibility, and from almost every section of the State we hear that land lords are receiving notifications from their tenants that they will be unable to farm on shares or to run alone for the year. The result af this will be that where large plantations have been cut into small farms and rented out, they will be thrown back on the hands of the owner of the. plantation who must farm them under one-man agement.’ The very fact that the ten ants have failed to be self-sustaining by raising cotton will make him cau tious and he will-plant for diversified crops, so that his plantation wlU sup port'itself even if it does not give him a big money profit. “Of course these plantations will be split up again into smaU farms in a year or two, and will be run sucess- fully in that shape as soon as the small farmers learn that to be suc cessful they must raise their own pro visions. The failure of tenants to maintain themselves simply means the failure of the all cotton plan. _ “In the next place, sensible farmers all over the State who have honestly believed that they could make money by raising cotton exclusively have at last become satisfied that they have followed a delusion. The sad experi ence of the past season is enough to show any man that the farm or plan tation devoted to cotton cannot pay its expenses. I have certainly inves tigated the subject as thoroughly as any man, and I say to you that I do not know a single man In the State of Georgia, no matter how careful he may have been, who has made money by making an ati cotton crop. On the other band,' there are hundreds of oases where men with equal chanfcea and with less care have made snag fortunes on the same sort of land, with the same system of labor, and In the same neighborhood,- by raising their own corn, hay and grain and maktiig Cotton the surplus crop. The influ ence of these examples is telling at he, “and saw Mr. Pullen strike Mr. Dadso, and then KMr. Dadso give Mr. Pnllten a lickin’. As Mr! Pullen hob bled away, lookin' sick end daft like, I rubbin’ him, "Bo I ran arter^rim and closed. But Mr. Pullen had more life than I thought, so fearin’ I gefetea years and a floggin’ for ^ r wjtli violence, I put a knife nto mm. J uSt tEen J heai-d sqme ope down'thc<-road which-gttv me a firigbt, so I cut o'O without hav- Lotjg tamcolored Bernhardt gloves are still fashionable. The latest gloves for fujl dress are very long,. of vt pale lpurel pink, so near a flesh ttyt as to ptake it difficult to tell where the gloves leave off. The latest English scare is that Gen Skobeleff, the Russian officer whose anti-German sjieceh electrified T roj&f£e other" day*, ,Visited Lonj secretiy on Tuesday and had an in! view with the representatives Cf the Irish Land League. The story goes that kis object waste make arrange ments for an Irish diversion whenever Russ!* is ready to move on Asia. Japan Is the tjeal gtlsrknteed coun try in the world against railway acci dents. The reason is thqt It has only one railroad, only twenty-two miles longw*nd but one train aiday pamfes ovfer-ftaach day. New trains are pear-shaped. Gold tulle trims evening dresses. Gipure guimps are in new dresses. Hufrano roses are again in fashion. Faille is coming into fashion again. Pearl combs arc a Parisian novelty. Velvet dresses need little trimming. The new blue is called blue-de-mar. “Sulpur lace” is a new importa tion. Worth loops tulle drapery with birds. Tlte English dress is worn by child ren. Tiny humming birds loop lace dra pery. Double trains complete the French dresses. A comb of roses fastens up low coif fures. Scantily gathered frills trim new dresses. French dresses are voluminous at the back. Oval necks are newer than Pompa dour squares. Narrow mantelets, like scarfs, match new costumes. Two points finish the back of new evening dresses. Tan colrned fluffy feathers appear on black bonnets. New bodies have short basques pointed in back and front. White silk muslin is used for the entire ball dress of debutantes. A jabot of lace trims each side of the square neck of dinner dresses. Crepe broche in all shades of color, pure whitehtnd cream, will be used in trimming bonnets. Lace anil gauze brocades in lace de signs for millinery-purposes are now brought out in large quantities. Satins come in dado patterns, with watered stripes, and are so finely fin ished os to appehr like silk. Prevailing styles In silks are rich brocades, moires iu antique styles, and satin striped and brocade striped moires. Corset covers and chemises are made of pale pink and blue surah silk, or of a quality of surah which washes well. Pale strawberry red satin, combin ed with deep Venetian green velvet, is a favorite French combination for reception dresses. Zephyrs and Scotch ginghams are in plaids and 3tripes, large and small, with illustrations of the new colors and combinations. The most elegant white wash dress es of the coming summer will be of Unen lawn and sheer linen cambrics, soft as India muslin and almost as transparent. reached the spot. As the engineer was driving a stake near the spring he remarked to the teamsters who had gathered around, “Roys, I would not be surprised if there was a right smart village hero some day.” A little before this u man ofieretl him five hundred acres of land, lying along wlittt is now Peachtree street, upon which arc now some of tho most valuable residences ill tlte city, for sixty-llve cents ait acre, and his rec ollection is that Air. Richard Peters ■■ought it for that sum. “I’ve wished a hundred times sineo that 1 bad bought it,” he added. “While I was in Tennessee,” he re sumed, “I was a member of the party who attempted to capture the celebra ted brigand, John A. Murrell. When we surrounded the cave where Mur rell's party had their headquarters, and where they did their counterfeit ing, wo lmd a desperate fight, in which five of the robbers were killed and the rest wounded aud captured. Murrell was not there. To my tistonishment a man whom I killed in the melee proved to be the very man with whom I had been boarding for some time, and whom I had always regarded os an upright, honest, clever gentleman. His wife's heart was nearly broken by the terrible news, and she declared that he was innocent und lmd been found among the robbers by accident. Some time since slto visited mo and reiterated her belief in liis innocence, but I nin fully convinced that lie was one of them. When our feet become heavy and weary. On the valley* aud mnuutaiui* of life, And the road has grown dusty and dreary. And wc groan in the struggle aud strife, We halt iu the difficult pathway. Glance back over Valley and plain. And sigh with a sorrowful longiug To travel the journey again. For we know in tho post there are pleasures, And *au*ont of joy and delight. While before all is doubting and darkness. And dread of the gloom uud the light; But vain of the vainest In sighing— Our course must be forward and on; We cannot turn back on the journey, Wc cannot enjoy w hat’s gvne. Let ns hope, then, as onward wc travel. That oases may brighten tho plaiu; That ouf road be beside the sweet waters, Though we may not begin It again. For existence forever goes upward— From the .hill to the mountain do rise. On. on, o’er Invisible summits. To a land in the limitless skies. Strive on, then, witli courage unshaken— True labor is never in vain— Nor glance with regret at the pathway No mortal can travel again. Each m Blacker Villain thantho.Other. During the wilil-eat flays in the West a Brooklyn man, who fliefl not long since, was in business iu a Mich igan town anil formed a close friend ship with' the cashier of one of tlte pri vate banks. One evening tho cashier admitted that lie was laying plans to rob the t unk of all its its funds and skip into Canada, nnd his friend per mitted himself to be drawn iuto the plot. They were to skip together and share alike, aud a certain tiny was mentioned for tl;c affair to conte off. The Brooklyn man sold out his store at a big sacrifice and went to Detroit, where the cashier was to join him with the stolen funds. The hour came aud the cashier came, but lie liatl ho sparkle in his eye. “B'usted—busted all to blazes!” he groaned, in explanation. “Didn’t you get the money?” “Not a cent!” “How’s that?” “Why, the president skipped out Sunday night, the secretary followed him Monday morning, and the whole board of directors disappeared that night. On Tuesday morning there wasn’t an infernal dollar bill left to steal!” “There wasn’t?” “Not a one! Just think of the mean ness of the whole board jumping in and steading the cashier blind as a bat! Where will human meanness end?” “What is the condition of the farm ers at present?” “It is desperate. They havo bad short crops, bad seasons, and have had to buy all their grain, hay, mules, hogs, cattle anfl' everything of the sort- They have had to pay enormohs time prices for all of this, amounting, as I have found from actual investiga tion, to be 54 per oCnt. per annum in- Two prominent Confederate Generals,to terest, and at the end of the seasons have found themselves without moc- ey and without credit, and the truth IS that they have no eljoice *a to whether they will decrease their cot- ton^acreage and increase their provls- lon screage or not. They are forced lo do so. They have not the money to sustain themselves on the all cotton plan, and they cannot get it Their misfortunes will in this respect prpve blessings in disguise, for it only ti^aspracttesltektt.toslH)^ that roe TourUla' Guide, Savannah, Go. Tho “Louisiana State Lottery” Is the most banfaced swindle in this country arid we warn our people not to invest their earnings in the concern. The swin dle is owned by a man named Howard, in New Orleans,and the “M. A. Dattph in,” who figuns in tho newspaper and circulars as the President, is s myth, ss there is no such person. Recently the Society for the prevention of crime In New York, seized,40 tickets and not one drew a prize. We know a gentleman in this city who has bought tickets month' ly for ten years or more, and has uever drawn a penny, although he would pur chase from a dozen different agents in the same month. The concern is a cheat and as our people are credulous and ea ally derived by tinsel and show, we warn them against this thriving humbug, their shame, be it said, are peddling the reputations made in the war, and uaing the influence acquired to swindle Con federate soldiers by inducing them to purchase tickets of a gigantic swindle. B. Frank Moore, 1W Broadway, Hew York, is an agent of the lottery and was arrested' not long ago for swindling. Stop, don’t, buy another ticket. The namee published with letters,etc., which parties allege that they drew {rizes, are paid hmebmen of tho concern and a pan fif the swindle; ' / j v f, Northern Brutality. The-brutal treatment of servants In the Northern States equals anything that formerly prevailed South during tho existence of slavery. At least there are no eases, reported that sur passes the following, from Mount Holly, New Jersey, last week: David C. Wall, a wealthy fanner, who lives on the road between New Egpt and Jacobstown, had in his em ploy a young girl whom lie had taken from a charitable institution and who was indentured to him to do his housework. On Friday a letter came to the girl from her brother, who is in Ulinois and is doing well. The letter contained $20, with which she could pay passage, os he wished herto come and live with him. Wall opened the letter and read a part of It to the girl, but said nothing about the money. He then went Into an adjoining room and read the letter to hia wife. The girl overheard the talk and immedi ately demanded the money. -Wall took a horsewhip, stripped off all her clothing and whipped her until the bloodflowed all over her back and she faluted. Then he went down into the Cellar, got strong brine from the pork barrels and poured it over her. He was arrested'on Saturday, and public feeling is strongly in favor cf lynching him. Tho girl is in a preca rious condition. Tho building oft no King cotton lac*