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246 broad STREET, AUGUSTA, GA.
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elberton, ga.,
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ELBERTON FEMALE
THE exercises of this institute will be resum*
ed on Monday, January 27th, 1873.
Spring term, six months. Tuition, $2.50,
$3.50, and $5 per month, according to class
payable half in advance.
Mrs. Hester will continue in charge of the
Musical Department.
Board in the best families can be obtained at
from $lO to sls per month.
For further information address the Principal,
H. P. SIMS.
THE GAZETTE.
New Series.
JEEEMB AND LIZE ON THEIR WEDDING
TOUR.
The train from Grafton, a few days since,
stopped at one of the way stations, to take
on a couple newly married. Both were
young, and both were verdant; having
been raised in the wilds of Western Virgin
ia neither of them had ever been fifty miles
from home. They had heard of railways,
steamboats, locomotives and hotels, but had
never experienced the comforts of the afore
mentioned institutions. Jeems and Lise
had determined on this, the most important
event in their lives, to visit the city and see
the world, particularly that portion of it
known as Parkersburg. No wonder that
they were amused and delighted, when the
locomotive, steaming and snorting, with the
beautiful, crimson cars following it came in
sight.
“Thoseyour trunks?” said the baggage
master.
* “Well, I sorter calculate them’s ’em,”
said Jeems.
The trunk (a spotted hair trunk and a
very old-fashioned valise) were soon in
the baggage car, followed by Liae and
Jeems.
“I’ll be darned if railroads ain’t a fine
thing,” said Jeems, seating himself on his
luggage and oarefully holding up the tail of
his tight-waisted blue, adorned with re
splendent metal buttons, out of the dust.—
“Lize, set here by me.”
“Come out of that,” said the baggage
master, “you are in the wrong car.”
“The hell I am! D’ye 'spose I don’t
know what I’m ’bout ? These is my traps,
and I calculate to stay whar they ar*.—
Keep quiet Lize; they say we’ve got to
fight our way through the world any how,
and if that chap with the cap on wants any
thing, I’m his man. Don’t wan’t any yer
foolin’ round me 1”
Here the captain interposed and explain
ed matters, insomuch that Jeems consented
to leave his traps and follow the captain.—
What was his delight when he surveyed the
magnificence of the first class passcDger car,
into*which he was ushered. His imagina
tion had never, in its wildest flight, pictur
ed anything half so gorgeous. He was
aroused from the oomtemplation of the
splendor around him by the shriek of the
iron horse.
“JewbiHikens! what in the thunder’s
that I” ezolaimed Jeeuis.
“That's the horse squealing when they
punch him in the ribs with a pitchfork, to
to make him go along,” said a sleepy indi
vidual just behind him.
“Look here, stranger,” said Jeeras, “I
know you think I’m a darned fool ; maybe
lam ; but here’s one thing I know, and
that is, that you’ll get your mouth broke, ef
you don’t keep it shut. I don’t say much”
—just at that moment they found them
selves in Egyptian darkness, and then was
heard a scream almost equal to that made
by the steam engine from Lize, as she
threw her around the neck of her dear
J eems.
“I knew it 1” exclaimed tho sleepy indi
vidual; “we are all lost, every mother’s son
of us. w* can just prepare to make the
acquaintance of the gentleman in black,
who tends the big fire down below.”
“Oh, Lord 1 Jeems, what will become of
us? I felt skeery about gettin’ on the out
landish thing at fiist.”
“Keep quiet, Lizc 1 hollerin' won’t do
any gcod now. Etyou know any prayer,
now u your time to say it, for both of
us.”
“What's the matter here ?” said the as
tonished conductor, coming up as the train
emerged once more into the light.
“That’s just what I’d like to know/’ said
Jeems, when he saw that Lize and himsell
wfere still alive.
“We’ve just passed through Eaton’s tun
nel,” replied our polite captain. “How far
are you going?”
“Well, I reckon we’ll stop at Parkers
burg.”
“Show your tickets, if you please,” said
oonduotor.
“Sartinly. Lize, you got some with you!
Let this gent look at 'em.”
Lize drew a piece of white paper from her
reticule, and, with a smile, handed it to the
captain who read:
The pleasure of your company is respect
fully solicited,” etc.
“What’s this!” said the captain.
“Why, that’s one of the tickets to our
weddio’: that’s what you asked for, hain’t
it?” said the somewhat surprised Jeems.
“Whaw ! whaw ! whaw 1” was the dis
cordant sound that arose from the seat of
the sleepy looking individual.
A bland smile passed over the face of
the captain, as he explained the meaning to
our verdant friend. He had no tioket,
but willingly paid his fare, and the train
EEBERTON, GEORGIA, JULY 16, 1873.
sped on to its destination. But wonders
did not cease here— presently onr pert lit
tle newsboy, Billy, entered the car with his
papers, attl stepping up to Jeems, he
asked :
“ Have a Sun, sir ?”
“Wa’ll, if I have my way about it, the
fu?t one will be a son, sartin,” said Jeems.
Lize blushed.
“Don’t count your children before they’re
hatched,” said Billy, as he hastened to the
next car.
In due time the train stopped at the big
depot in this city. Amid the confusion
of strange noises, and. the babble of discord
ant voices, our friends landed on the plat
form.
“Bus, sah ? Bus, sah! free for the
United States!” said the sable porter
of our up-town hotel. “Lady, take a bus,
sah ?”
“Wa’ll, I rather 'spose she won’t from
anybody but me—reckon I am able to
do all in that line she wants, and more,
too.”
“Go to the Swan House, sah ? right
across dis here street—best house in de
city. This way, sah ? any baggage.—
Have it sent to your room in a few min
utes.”
In a short time Jeems and his bride
found themselves in one of the; comfortable
rooms on the second floor of that well-order
ed establishment, the Swan House. The
baggage was sent up with the usual prompt
ness, and our friends were soon nuking
their toilet for dinner, Jeems bad his coat
and>4toots off in a jiffy, and Lize’s hair fell
gracefully over her shoulders.
“That’s a duced pretty torse! P’ said
Jeems, eyeing the bell-cOrd, “wonder what
it’s fur,” catching hold of tl. “Look, it
works on a sort of thingumbob. I’d like
to have that torsel to put on my horse’s
head next muster day; see how it works,”
said be, giving it a pull.
Presently the door opened, and the sable
face of one of Africa’s sons was thrust
info the room, with the inquiry, “Ring
sah ?”
“Ring ? ring what you black ape ? if you
do not quit looking at my wife and
make yourself scarce, I’ll wring your head
off.”
“Stop a minit,” said Lize; “what is
the name of the man that keeps tLis tav
ern ?”
“Mr. Conley, marm.”
“Well.just tell his lady that she needn’t
go to any extra fixings on our account, for
we are very plain people,” said the amiable
bride.
“As they used to say in our debating so
ciety,” interrupted Jeems, “I’ll amend that
motion by saying, you can tell them the
best they’ve got I am able to pay for, and
don’t care for expenses.”
“Tge-hee ! Tee-hee ! was the only audi
ble reply from the sable gent, as he hurried
down stairs.
Dinner came and was dispatched with a
relish. Jeems and his bride took a stroll
over the city, seeing the lions and other
sights, until supper time, which beiDg over,
they retired to their room. The gas was
lit by a servant, who received a bright
quarter for his services. Jeems was the
last in bed, and according to the rule in
such cases, had to put out the light, which
he accomplished with a blast from his
lungs.
The noise in the street had died away and
quiet reigned in the Swan House. The
young man on the watch dozed in his chair.
The clerk (rather corpulent) was about to
retire when he thought he smelt gas. The
guests (some of them) thought they smelt
gas. Much against his will, the clerk pro
ceeded where the leak was. It seemed
stronger in the neighborhood of the room
occupied by the bride and groom. The
elerk concluded to knock at the door of the
room.
“Who is there ?” came from the in
side.
“Open the door ; the gas is escaping,”
answered the clerk.
“Gas ! what gas ?” said Jeems opening
the koor.
“Why, here, in the room. How did you
put the light out ?”
“Blew it out of course,” replied Jeems
earnestly.
“You splayed h—.” Our amiable elerk
came very near saying a bad word, but re
membering that there was a lady in the
case, or rather in the bed, he choked his
rising temper, and having lit the gas, pro
ceeded to show Jeems the mystery of the
burner, as follows:
“You see this little thing here ? When
yon vant to put it out, give it a turn this
way, and when you want to make it lighter,
you give it a turn this way. Serious con-
sequences might have resulted if it had not
been discovered so soon. It might have
suffocated ns all. Now, be careful next
time.
“Mach obliged. But how the devil did
I know the durned stuff was ’scaping ?” re
sponded Jeems.
“Didn’t you smell anything ?” asked the
clerk.
“ ’Pears to me I did smell suthin’,” said
Jeems. “But, Lize, I’ll be durned if I
didn’t think it was you —kase I never slept
with a woman afore.”
“Well, Jeems, I thought it was you that
smelt that way, all the time. I was jest a
wondering if all i&en smelt that way. It
’peared strange; but,' then, loever slept
with a man afore, in all my life, and I
didn’t know anything about it,” was the
response of Lize, as she turned over for a
nap.
The red in the clerk’s face grew smilingly
redder as it reflected the light from the
jet, and a roguish twinkle lurked
in the corner of his eyes, as he turned off
the gas and all was dark, and our friends
were left in their glory. A sound of
suppressed mirth was heard in the reading
room for a few minutes, and then all was
still.
Slaves Yet.—“ What I slaves yet 1”
“Yes, Harry, there are slaves now. I
saw one yesterday, who was completely un-
the control of his master.”
“Not in New Hampshire?”
“Yes. In the cars his master kept him
away from the rest of the company, in a car
provided for such slaves. Although quite
a young man, his face has a sallow, dried-up
lock, with 6leepy, watery eyes.”
“He wasn’t black, then ?”
“No; he would have been as white as you
are if he hadn’t h?d snob % smoked look.”
“Oh, I guess I know what you mean, mo
ther. Was he a slave to smoking 7”
“Yes, Harry, that is what I mean. His
master is a little black, dirty cigar. And he
is -■* much under its control as the slaves in
ißc' VjouCu"were'under the control of their
masters.”
“Isn’t it a kind of slavery that is enjoya
ble, then, mother?”
“It is only that kind of enjoyment, when
the lowest or animal part of his nature says
to the higher, or heavenly part, ‘Get down
here and let me trample on you, and crush
you under my feet.’
“No boy is born a slave to smoking or
drinking, or any of those bad masters. Ev
ery man who is steeping his brain in tobacco
smoke or liquor, walks right straight into
slavery himself.
“it aces make a man look so foolish to go
along through the world puffing tobacco
smoke into people’s faces, and poisoning the
sweet air, that I think, when 1 see one, of
the old saying, ‘A cigar is a roll of tobacco
with fire at one end and a fool at the other.’ ”
There is an aged colored woman herea
bouts who does not believe in social equal
ity, judging from the way.she talks to her
boys:
“Ephribam, come hyar to yer mudder
boy. Whar yer bin ?”
“Playin’ wid de wnite folks chiluns.”
“Yer is eh. See hyar, chile, yer’ll broke
yer ole mudder’s heart, and bring her gray
hars in sorro’ to de grave wid yer recklum
ness and rings on wid ebil associashuns.
Habu’t I raised you up de way you should
ought ter go ?
“Yessum.”
“Habn’t I bin kind and tender wid ye,
an treated yer like my own chile, which yer
is?”
“Yessum.”
“Habn’t I reezind wid yer, an prayed
wid yer, an deplored de good Lord to wrap
yer in his buzzum?”
“Yessum.”
“Habp't I taught yer to walk in der
broad and narrer path, and always to shun
God?”
“Yessum.”
“An isn’t I yer nateral deteeter and
gwadjeene fo der law ?”
“Yessum.”
“Well den, do yer spose I’se gwine to
hab yer morals ruptured by de white trash?
No, sah ! You get in dei house die insect;
an if I eber cotch you municatin’ wid de
white trash any more, fo God, nigg, I’ll
break yer brack head wid a brick.”
“Yessum.”
When a Turkish wife forgets to keep the
suspender buttons sewed to her husband’s
trousers, she is patted on the back for half
an hour with a pine board an inch thick.—
An African wife is better treated. The frown
is chased trom her lofty brow with a flat
iron.
I *
An Albany grandmother of seventy late
ly eloped with a young man whose father
once tried to capture her in years agone.—
She evidently likes the family.
Vol. 11-JSTo. 12.
For the Gazette.) t
A SHORT BERMUN.
BY A. C.
“Blessed is he that considereth fhe poor, for
the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.—
Psalms, xli., 1.
The poor we have always with us. God
is interested for them. Ho has said the poor
shall have the gospel preached unto them;
the riches of gospel grace shall be offered
them who are poor in this world’s goods,
that tb,ey may be rich in faith and heirs of
a rich spiritual inheritance in his everlast
ing kingdom. God will bless thosejwho care
for the poor. He pronounces him blessed
who considers the poor, who notices the
needy condition of such, thinks of and de
vises means to comfort and relieve them.
God highly approves and sanctions any con
cern we have for the suffering poor, espe
cially if our sympathy for them arises from
the consciousness that they are God’s poor,
and should be taken care of at his com
mand, who has blessed us with the means
to help them and care for them. God has
said “he that giveth to the poor lendeth to
the Lord.” Then God intends to repay it
again, yi some measure or quantity, accord
ing to his wisdom and good pleasure. There
fore he says, Blessed is he that considereth
tjie poor, the Lord will deliver him in time
of trouble. He will make all his bed iD his
sickness. When he is poor in health, God
will richly favor him and bless him with
comfortable provision. Job says he deliv
ereth the poor in his affliction and openeth
their ears in oppression (Psalms, xxxv.,lo.)
Lord, who is like unto thee, whioh deliver
est the poot from him that is too strong for
him. For he shall deliver the needy when
he crieth; the poor also, and him that hath
no helper (Psalms, lxxii., 12.)
God considers the poor, and he intends
that his people shall consider them too. and
feel for them and deliver them. The pure
religion of the Bible leads its possessor to
visit the poor, the fatherless and the widow
in their affliction, as well as to keep himself
unspotted from th* world. : A:'-. ££.
It was a piimary and prominent work of
the apostolic Christians to look after the poor
and provide for their relief. When this
business became so enlarged as to hinder
the apostles and ministers from their main
business (preaching the word), deacons were
ordained to attend to it more particularly,
and to minister to the temporal necessities
of the poor. (See Acts, vi.)
It is a blessed thing to consider tho tem
poral poor, and minister to their relief as
God may enable us to do. But we should
consider the heathen, who are without the
gospel, and make every effort to relieve them
of their moral blindness; endeavor to send
them the Bible, and the living minister to
preach to them the unsearchable riches. We
should pray for them; they are fellow-crea
tures. Consider what has made us to differ
from them, who, in their ignorance and
blindness, are bowing in worship to dumb
idols.
God has given us the Bible, the preached
gospel; let us try to send it to them.
“Shall we whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high.
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny ?
The New York Tribune indulges in these
words of wisdom about a shrub that vege
tates to some extent in this persecuted and
down trodden section :
The man who first planted the ailantus,
or tree of heaven, as it is sometimes called,
is probably in a better world—than he de
serves. As if the air in town was not evil
enough, the offence of gutter and alleyway
is overpowered by the vile fragrance of
these tree nuisances. The man who could
enjoy the shade of the ailantus in blossom
could put kerosene on his handkerchief
and go take delight in the odors of a ferry
boat. Its recommendation is that it har
bors no insects. A decent tomato worm
would know better than te climb such a
tree.
- ———
“Julius, was you betterdis morning?”
“No, I was better yistiddy, but I got over
it.”
“Am der nc hopes den ob your discob
ery?”
“DUcobery ob what ?”
“Your discobery from der convalesoenqe
dat fotched you on yer back.”
“Dat depends, Mr. *Snow, altogether on
de prognostications ob de systematic dat am
plify de disease ; if dey should terminate fa
tally, de doctor tinks Julius am a gone nig
ger; should dey not terminate fatally, he
hopes dis colored individual won’t die till
anoder time.”
It is stated that Brigham Young is the
father of one hundred and seventeen child
ren, with quite a number of precincts to
hear from.
SPEECH OF 10T DOOLITTLE.
ON THE BILL FOR THE PROTECTION OF
HEN-ROOSTS.
“Mister Speaker: I’ve sot hure in my seat
and heered the opponents of this great
nashnal measure, and expectorato agin it,
till I putty nigh busted with indignant
commotions of my lacerated sensibilities.
Mister Speaker, are it possible that mn can
be so infatuated as to vote agin this bill ?
Mr. Speaker, allow me to pictur to your
excited and denuded imagination some of
the heart rending evils which arise from the
want of purteetion to hen-roosts in my vi
cinity, among my constituents.
Mister Speaker, we will suppose it to be
the awful and melancholy hour of midnight
—all natur am hushed to deep repose—the
solemn winds softly moan through the wav
ing branches of the trees, and naught is
heerd to break thro’ the solemcholly still
ness, save an oeoasional grunt from the hog
pen.
I will now oarry your imagination to that
devoted hen-house. Behold its peaceful
and happy intnates gently declining in
balmy slumbers on their elevated and ma
jestic roosts! Look at the aged and vene
rable .rooster, as he keeps his silent vigils
with patience and unmitigated watchful*
ness over those innocent, helpless, and vir
tuous hens and pullets! Just let your eyes
glance round and behold that dignified and
ma'ronly hen, who watches with tender so
licitude and paternal congratulation over
those little juvenile chickens who crowd
around and nestle under her circumambient
wings.
Now, I ask, Mister Speaker, am there to
be found a wretch so lost and abandoned
as will 'enter that peaceful abode, and tear
those interesting little biddies from their
agonized hsart-broken parents ?
Mister Speaker, I answer in thunder
tones there am?
Are anything so mean and sneaking as
such a robbery? No, thar ar not. You
may search the {wide universe, from the
natives who repoße in solitary grandeer
and superlative majesty under the shade
of the tall cedars that grow upon tho top
of the Himmalah mountains, in the valley
of Jehosaphet down to the degraded and
barbarous savages who repose in obscurity
in their miserable wigwams on the rock
of Gibraltar in the gulf of Mexico, and
then you so muoh puzzled to find
anything so mean, as you would to see the
arth revolve around once in twe*t|>foa
hours aid of a telescope.
Mister T feel that ! JT have said
enough on this subject to convinoe the
most obstinate member of the unapproach
able necessity of a law wbioh shall forev
er and everlastingly put a atop to those
fowl proceedings, and I propose that every
convicted offender shall suffer the penalty
of the law as follows:
For the first offence he shall be obliged
to suck twelve rotten eggs, with do salt
on ’em.
; For the teoond offence he shall be ob
liged to set on twenty rotten eggs until he
hatches ’em.
Mister Speaker, all I want is for every
member to act on this subject according to
his conscientiousness. Let him do this and
be will be remembered everlastingly by a
grateful posterity. Mister Speaker, I’ve
done—Where’s my hat?
The eloquent gentleman, according to the
Boston Post’s report, here donned his sealed
cap and sat down apparently muoh ex
hausted.
A traveler coming into a towu from the
railroad depot, stopped for a moment to ex
amine a coat. The proprietor rushed out
and asked—
“ Would you try on some coats ?”
“I dunno but I would,” responded the
traveler, cansuiting his watch, and he went
in and began work.
No matter how often he found his fit he
called for more coats, and after he had tried
on about thirty he looked at his watoh,
again resumed his own garment, and walk
ed off saying:
“I won’t charge a cent for what I’ve done
—hang a man won’t oblige another
when he can do it. If I’m around this way
again, and you’ve got any more coats to try
on, I’ll do all I can to help you.”
“Say, boy, pull down those bars, I’m a
professor, and I’m in a hurry.”
“A professor l What is a professor 1”
“A professor is a man that oan do any
thing.”
“Then, you can pull ’em down, your
self."
A good Methodist parson, somewhat ac
eentrio and an excellent singer, exclaimed
to a portion of the congregation who always
spoilt the melody: ‘Brothers and sisters, I
wish those of you who can’t sing would wait
until you get to the celestial regions before
you try.’ The hint was a success.
An old minister the other day asked a
'woman what oould he do to iuduo* her bus
band to attend church. J don’t know, she
replied, without you put a pipe and j“g of
beer in the pew.
General Wm. O. Butler, the Democratic
candidate for Vice-President in 1848 on
the tioket with General Gass, is still living.
He is in his eighty-third year, but a Ken
tucky journal says be walks at lea>t six miles
each day.