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H. C. EDMUNDS.
THE GAZETTE.
New Series.
SAVED, AS BY EIRE.
“Dear Sis :—*A certain young lady, be
longing to your family, is often seen
walking with the son of old Dr. Hopkin
son. Hoping this will put you on your
guard, I remain, A Friend.
“Pshaw ! anonymous,” exclaimed Mr.
Preston, with a curling lip, as he threw
the note into the fire; but he could by
no means banish its contents so early.—
It kept recurring to him in business
hours, until, finally it was in his way, he
took it in the counting-room and sat
down coolly to face it.
“A certain young lady”—there were
only two—his wife’s sister could not'be
called a young lady, for, though she
dressed somewhat youthfully, her hair
was gray and she acknowledged to forty.
Either Clara —his own daughter—or
Miss Mills, must be the culprit, he reas
oned with himself, if there was anything
in it at all, which he doubted.
As .Jo Clara, a girl not much over fif
teen, he gave an impatient'“Pisli.”—
“Too young for such nonsense.” he mut
tered ; but Miss Mills, who was govern
ess to his little twin boys, a pretty, prop
er-looking young lady, past her twenties
—yes, it might be her; “and if such is
the case,” he muttered, I must warn
her; I really must. Young Hopkinson
is one of the worst young men in town.
Everybody knows kim. He makes him
self, no doubt, very agreeable to young
women, but it’s enough to ruin a girl to
be seen with him. I think I'll venture
to speak with Miss Mills ; Clara is such
a child.”
He had an opportunity that evening,
for, after the twins were put to bed,
Miss Mills took her work and sat on
the opposite side of the same table at
which Clara was reading. Clara was
slight, her bloom delicate, her hair gold
en, her eyes blue. Her beauty was of
too frail a kind to withstand the wear
and tear and trouble of time, but it was a
very attractive kind of beauty, neverthe
less. Everybody noticed her, for she
had sweet blue eyes, and dimples that
showed easily, even when she was not
laughing, and her manner was amiable
and engaging.
Miss Mills was decidedly handsome,
but more reticent; she smiled less, and
her eyes were dark, and when she was
not interested in some particular sub
ject, sleepy, and sad-looking. Mr. Pres
ton had engaged her as much for o com
panion for his daughter, as governess to
the twins, and it troubled him to think
she might be false to herself and him.—
He looked the newspaper all over twice
before he broached the important sub
ject.
‘Do you know a Mr. Hopkinson ?” he
asked at last, fidgeting a little.
“Dr. Hopkinson, sirasked Miss
Mills, lookiug up quite nervously.
“No Miss Mills; his son.”
“I do not know him,” and her eyes
dropped upon her work again, only
by light.”
Her hand trembled.
•‘Ah! no personal acquaintance then ?”
"Not the slightest, I should hope, sir,”
she said with almost passionate empha
sis, then paused, with her needle half
tb ough the fabric, her eye following
Mi'. Preston’s eye till it alighted on Cla
ra's face which was crimson from her
chin to the roots of her hair.
. ‘\Aad you, Clara, are you at all ac
quainted with this gen—fellow ?” asked
he .' fai he *.
The crimson had become very deep
i veittd; and fingering the pages of the
book uneasily. Clara wfth trembling
lips, looking scared, responded, “Yes, I
have met him.”
“And not once or twice said Mr. Pres
ton, who was easily excited and very ir
racible, “but often, often,” he added.—
“Clara do you know what you do when
you go in such company ? Do you know
you are in a fair way to ruin my reputa
tion and your own, and pou a child
yet ?”
Miss Mills had softly withdrawn.
“I think you are cruel, papa, to talk
to me in that way,” and tears began to
fall on the fair pages before her.
“I am only doing my duty. Do you
suppose I want my daughter to become
the by-word of the place ?”
“Miss Mills has been kind enough to
report me to you, I suppose,” said Clara;
stifling her sobs; “the mean, under
handed creature.”
“Miss Mills has never spoken to me
ou the subject,” was the answer; but
some kiqd friend, who knows the true
ELBERTON, GEORGIA. JANUARY 7, 1874.
character of this dissolute young man,
has warned me that you are often seen
i t bis company. My dear child, and
the father’s voice grew softer—“/or you
a~<e only a child, only a school girl yet—
you cannot think how it pains me to im
agine that you have spoken to Dr. Hop
kiuson’s reckless son. I command you
to never speak: to or know him again on
pain of my just anger. I hope I have
been understood.”
Clara said nothing, but shut her book,
threw back her lich curls with an impa
tient gesture, and after a moment of si
lence, during which she wiped her eyes,
she left the room slowly, without giving
to her father the usual go ,and night
kiss.
When she had gone, Mr. Preston low
ered the gas, leaned bis cheek on his
hand, and gazed steadily into the blaz
ing fire.
Many an unforbidden thought came
from the dephs of his memory to trouble
him. He saw again the sad face of bis
dying wife, as she entreated him to be
very gentle with their darling, then
scarcely old enough to know what she
was losing. If she had only lived to
guide her child ! He hardly knew what
to say or do; he was either too hard or
too forbearing.
He shivered as he thought of Tom
Hopkinson ; recalled his handsome ef
feminate face, and all that he had heard
of him, and resolved to watch his daught
er more closely.
As for Clara, she went to her chamber
indignant; raging at her father, inward
ly angry with the governess, herself,
with everybody; she neither looked up
nor spoke when the girl entered, wit li a
noisy, blustering movement unusual to
her.
“Miss Mills, can yon guess who has
been talking with my father ?” Bhe ask
ed.
“Indeed, I cannot,” said Miss Mills
looking up, but resuming her reading
again.
“Well, whoever it is, I’d thank them
to mind their own business, that's all.- 1
As to believing Dr. Hopkinson’s son not
a gentleman, I won’t do it, no matter
Y?ho says to the contrary.”
“My dear Clara, you are very young,
almost two young to be a good judge,”
said Miss Mills.
“I’m old enough to believe what I see
and father talks like a tyrant; I have a
great-mind to runaway.”
• “Where would run to, Clara ?” asked
the governess.
“You needn’t smile, I don’t know of
course, you’re making fun of me, but I
can tell you that I dare do it. I have a
friend, and we have often talked it over,
and we know very well where we could
go. I have some talent, and I had rath
er be an actress, and support myself in
that way, than to be ruled and vexed,
and made miserable and unhappy,” said
Clara.
“You miserable?”
“Yes, if spies are set upon my move
ments; if lam watched every step I
take; if lam forbidden to speak to peo
ple I like, and who like me, I cannot and
will not bear it.”
Miss Mills seemed much distressed.—
She put her book aside, rose huiriedlv,
and walked back and forth, then set
down, and bending her head upon her
hands, burst into tears.
“What is the matter ?” asked Clara,
“pray, what have I said to hurt your
feelings ?”
“Clara,” trembled on the pale lips, as
the head was lifted up; “I had a sister
who ran away from home—who sought
just the same career that you have spo
ken of. O, it breaks my' heart to think
of it.”
“Did she die ?” asked Clara, awe-struck
at seeing the violent grief of her com
panion.
“She is dying Clara. She came home,
poor child, wasted and broken, and ever
since I think she has been slowly dying.
She was so much like you—impetuous,
impulsive, and she was beautiful. It is
all the real grief I have ever known,”
continued Miss Mills, wiping her eyes,
and drawing a little locket, that Clara
had often joked about, from her bosom.
“That is what she was.”
Clara uttered an exclamation of de
light at the face—bright, arch, winning,
full of intelligence. Miss Mills silently
covered it with a photograph, the wast
ed, ghastly face of a consumptive, with
hollow, staring eyes, and parched and
parted lips.
“As she was and is,” said Miss Mills,
sadly.
“What an awful difference,” mused
Clara. Can it be possible they are the
same 1 ?' *
“The ve. y same, poor child,” she an
swered.
“And what did she leave her home
for ?”
“For the same reason that you would
leave yoitrs,—she was forbidden to con
tinue the acquaintance of a bad man.—-
He followed her; she found out, 100 late,
that he was wicked and unprincipled. I
am expecting every day to be called to
her death bed.”
“Is she all the sister you have ?” asked
Clara.
“All I have.”
“Aud this man. was there nothing
good in him ?”
“Nothing. He was all evil; thorough
fly evil; a earning-, unprincipled, vicious
mao.”
“Was be handsome?” still que ied
Cla a. laying down the picture with a
shudder.
“Those who did not know him, called
him so.”
“Do you believe Mr. Hopkinson is
like him !”
“My dear Clara, he is the very man
who ruined my own sister s good name.
Would you wonder if I should warn
your fa Mier ?”
Clara had grown very pale. There
was afi‘e in the grate. She Went to a
little box on the toilet table, and took
therefrom several small, perfumed notes.
These she laid deliberately on the coals,
and watched them, as they burned.—
Then she went over to Miss Mills, kiss
ed her, crept softly down stairs. Her
father was still standing where she had
left him. She stole toward him and
flung her aims around his neck. He
started with a look of surprise at his
daughter.
“You were worrying about me, pa
pa ?”
“Yes, child, yes,” lie said with a heavy
ov—*-
r fcii£ will be guided by yeti, door pupa,
in everything. You shall have no more
trouble of that kind as long as I shall
live.”
He threw his aims around his daught
er’s neck, and said solemnly: “God
bless you, my own motherless child, I
will make you happy.”
KEEP A LIST.
Keep a list of your friends; and let
God be the first on the list, however
long it may be.
Keep a list of your gifts; and let Je
sus, who is the unspeakable gift, be
first. - ‘ -
Keep a list of your mercies ; and let
pardon and life stand at the head of them
all: J
Keep a list of your joys ; and let the
joy unspeakable and full of glory be
first.
Keep a list of your hopes; and let the
hope of gloi-y be foremost.
Keep a list of your sorrows ; and let
sorrow for sin be first.
Keep a list of your enemies; and how
ever many there be, put down the “old
man” and the “old serpent” first, and
you are safe.
Keep a list of your sins; and let the
sin of unbelief be set down as the fii st
and worst of all.
A contributor to the Richmond Dis
patch has discovered the philosopher’s
stone, and exhibits it thus:
“Thar is one way of making money
‘ elastic ’ which I have not seen notist
which is easy and sure, and that is to
print all the bank notes on very thin pa
per made of ingun rubber.
“You cant make gold elastic, for it
aint in gold to be elastic, but ingun rub
ber is elastic of its own accord.”
When your pocket book gets empty,
and everybody knows it, you can put all
your friends in it and it won’t “ bulge
out ” worth a cent.
An ill-tempered Western farmer fore,
ibly removed liis daughter from a circus
because, while there, she allowed a young
lawyer to put his arm around her neck
and comb her golden locks with his fin
gers. Could seventy go further? Have
ruffian fathers no respect for the feelings
of their tender, innocent daughters.
A gentleman was complimenting a
pretty young lady in the presence of his
wife. “It’s lucky I did not meet Miss
Hopkins before I married you, my dear.”
'“Well, yes, it*is extremely—for her,”
was the dry rejoinder.
Vol. 11.-No. 8.6.
THE HISTORY OF THSEE CONFEDER
ATE WAR-SHS£S.
Recently Col. J. Thomas Sc be ri. a res
ident of Baltimore, id the author of a
lrstoiy of Baltimore, now in press, pre
sented to the Mayland Historical Soci
ety pictures of three Confederate ves
sels, viz: The Men! mac, or Virginia, No.
1, the steamer Nashville, and the school
ship Patrick Henry. The presentation
was accompanied with a history of the
vessels, written by Col. Scharf, who was
appointed to the Confederate navy " om
Maryland for gallant conduct at Cedar
Run and Chancellovsville, in both of
which actions he was wounded. The
paper staled that the picture of the Mer
rimac was drawn by an engineer on
board of her, and is taken as she ap
peared on the stocks before being
launched. 'J'be Nasi' iile was drawn by
Clarence F. Cary, late of Baltimore, one
of her midshipmen, and the Patrick
Hen <y was and awn by Col. Scharf while
serving on beard of this vessel. The
paper proceeds to give a sketch of the
vessel, from which the following is con
deused:
The steam frigate Menimac was built
at ChPilestowD, Mass., iu 1855, was of
3,2000 tons burthen, and carried forty
J. v ge gnus. At the destruction of the
No.fo'k Navy and at the commencement
of the w she had been burned and
sunk, aud her engines greatly damaged
by the Federate. The bottom of the
lnd', bo-levs and heavy, costly parts of
the eogiue were but little injured, and it
was p oposed of them to make a case
mated vessel wrih inclined iron plated
rides and submerged ends. The novel
phia of submerging the ends of the ship
and eaves of the casemate was the pecu
liar and distinctive feature of the Vir
ginia, as the new structure was called.
\Vnea sue was completed her engines, of
51.0 Dorse power, were below the water
line. When afloat she presented only a
voof above the water, composed of oak
twenty-eight inches thick, covered with
six inches of plate and iu. • uau g.'v'U,
She had an apparatus for throwing hot
water on boarders. Her armament con
sisted of eight rifled guns. Six eight
pounders were on her sides and one at
her bow, and another at her stem threw
a one hundred pound solid shot or a one
hundred and twenty pound shell, and
these gnus had three ports which ena
bled her to give a broadside of six
►guns. She had furnaces for heating
shot. Her crew consisted of ten lieu
tenants and three hundred and fifty
picked men. Under water there was a
wedge-shaped prow of oak and iron
thirty-three feet long. Commodore
Franklin Buchanan, of Maryland, com
munded her, and the second in command
was Catesby Jones, both men of skill
and courage. Mr. John L. Porter was
the naval constructor of the vessel.
The Virginia within eight and forty
hours on the Bth and 9th of March,
18G2 successfully encountered the whole
naval force of the enemy in the neigh
borhood of Norfolk, amounting to 2,890
men and 230 guns, had sunk the Cum
berland, destroyed the frigate Congress,
and had crippled the Minnesota, one of
the best steamers of the Federal navy.
The Confederate casualties were two
killed and nineteen wounded, and she
came out of the action with the loss of
her prow, starboard anchor, and all her
boats, with her smoke-stack and ventila
tors riddled with balls and the muzzles
of two of her guns shot away, but with
out any serious damage to her wonder
ful armors. The paper then proceeds to
give an account of the effect of the ex
periment upon naval architecture in this
country and Europe, and proceeds to
state that the Virginia was destroyed by
orders of her commander, Commodore
Tatnall, on. the morning of the 11th of
May, 1863, in the vicinity of Craney
Island.
The Nashville was a side wheel steam
er of 800 tons burden, and was built at
New York in 1854. She belonged to
Messrs. Spofford, Tileston & Cos., of the
Charleston line, and was very fast. She
made her last trip to Charleston from
New York, arriving off the bar April 12,
ltß6l, while the bombardment of Sumter
was in progress, and after the capitula
tion Captain Murray ran her in, and she
was seized by the Confederate authori
ties. She escaped .the blockade to sea,
and ran into Beaufort, N. C., on the
28th of February, 1862, loaded with
Confederate military stores, valued at
over $3,000,000, and afterwards eluded
a strict watch and went to sea. She had
several tl ..es ran between Bermuda and
Charleston with a contraband cargo, and
making important captures of the ene
my’s ships each time; but the last time,
she entered the Great Ogechee river,
Georgia, and was so completely hemmed
iu by Admiral Dupont's squadron that
she could not escape, and she was final
ly destroyed on the 27th of February,
1863, by the monitor Montauk, com
manded by J. L. Worden, who com
manded the iron-clad monitor in the
Hampton Roads fight above alluded to.
In trying to make her escape she ground
ed near Fort McAllister, and a few shells
from the Montauk exploded in several
places, and in less than twenty minutes
she was in fiames, which soon communi
cated to the magazine which exploded
with terrific violence, shattering her into
smoky ruins.
The steamer Yorktown, afterwards
called the Patrick Henry, was one of the
old line of side-wheel steamers between
New York and Richmond seized by the
Confederates at the beginning of the
war, and converted into a war ship,
mounting ten heavy guns, She was in
the Hampton Roads engagement, but
escaped without much injury, except one
shot which passed through one of her
boilers, scalding to death four persons
and wounding others.
On the seoond visit of the Confederate
naval fleet to Hampton Roads, on the
11th of April, 1862, the Patrick Henry
steamed rapidly alorg the beach, skirt
ingjfrom Newport News to Hampton,
and captiued amidst the Federal fleet,
without firing a gun, three sailing ves
sels, two brigs, and a schooner transport,
and triumphantly towed them into Nor
folk with the Federal flag hoisted upon
them at half mast. On the destruction
of the Norfolk Navy Yard, the Patrick
Henry, with most of the Confederate
fleet, moved up James river to Rich
mond, where she remained until she was
scuttled, early on the morning of the 3d
of April, 1865, upon the evacuation of
Richmond, during which time she was
used as a school for the education and
training of young men for officers in the
naval service.
At the time of its destruction at the
evacuation of Richmond, the Confeder
ate fleet was commanded by Rear Admi
ral Raphael Semmes, and was composed
of the following vessels: The Virginia,
No. 2, iron clad, built by Daniel Con
stantine Esq., now port warden at Balti
more, flagship, four guns, Captain Dun
nington; Richmond, iron clan, four
Captain Johnson; Fredericksburg, iron
clad, four guus, Captain Glassel; Hamp
ton, wooden, two guns, Captain Wilson,
Nansemond, wooden, two guns, Captain
Butt; Roanoke, wooden, two guns, Cap
tain Wyatt; Torpedo, wooden, one gun,
Captain Roberts; and the Patrick Hen
ry, all of which were destroyed, togeth
er with the unfinished iron clad ram
Texas.
POULTBY REARING.
We hear a great deal about the de
gree of perfection to which poultry
breeding has been carried in this coun
try, and yet it is very evident that as a
people we are in our extreme infancy in
all tbat relates to the subject. France
exports annually $30,000,000 worth of
eggs alone, while in this country, in all
the great marts of trade, eggs rarely
fall below thirty cents a dozen, the rul
ing prices during the greater part of the
year being much higher. If poultry
raising were as well understood by us as
by the French, not only would the sup
ply of poultry and eggs be much more
abundant, but prices would be lower and
yet leave a handsome margin of profit to
the poultryman. The amount of labor
and capital invested in an ordinary farm
on which wheat, com and potatoes are
grown, would, if devoted to the breed
ing of poultry for market, pay a fourfold
better profit.
The monotony of the life at Unalaska
is occasionally varied by a wedding.
Consideting the latitude, we suppose
these events might be termed “marriage
in high life;” we are informed, however,
that they do not often deserve the name
of “high old marriage”—the victims
being, in most cases, of rather tender
years. Fourteen for the groom and thir
teen for the bride are not incompetent
ages. Those who imagine that only in
the Sunny South can parental dignity
tread closely upon the heels .of childish
pastimes, are contradicted by facts of
frequent occurrence in Alaska Thein
fluence of the Japan stream upon the cli
mate sets at naught all the theories of
both animal and vegetable 'production
based upon figures of latitude.
[Alaska Herald
“How much are thase tearful bulbe
by the quart?” asked a maiden of a green
grocer. He stared at her a moment, re
covered himself, and said: “Oh, them
inguns; eight cents.”
The spoken word cannot again be
swallowed.
