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MILLEDGEVILLE, GEORGIA, AVGUST 6, 1873.
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Church Lirectory.
BAPTIST CHURCH-
Services l.-t aiul 3.1 Sundays in each month, at 11
o’clock, a m and 7 p in.
Sabbath School at !• 1-0 o'clock, a m. O. M. Cone,
Sopt. Rev I) E BUTLER, Pastor.
METHODIST CIIUUCH.
Houis of service on Sunday : li o'clock, a in, and
7 p in
Sunday School 1 o'clock p. in. Teachers meeting 3
p. m—\V. E- Franklaud. Superintendent.
Prayer meeting every Wednesday at 7 o’clock, pm.
Rev. A J JARRELL, Pastor.
THE THREE W’S.
toad by Mrs Ltdk'Mkrriwether before
ttie I ennessee Press Association at Lebanon. May
8th, 1873, J J
In ante-bellum days, wher skies were peaceful,
Ai.d suns were radiant, anil blossoms gay.
And men were brave, and women fair and graceful
And all was lovely as a summer’s day;
When gallants sought tor language euphonislic
To drain a bumper, or adorn "a hit.
Our dashing corps of knighthood journalistic
Choose for their watch word. Woman, Wine and
Wit.”
Soothing in sound, soft in alliteration,
(No jarring consonants its billows break)
Lulling in word, sweet in interpretation,
A pleasing anodyne—“not bad to take;”
potent druught—it duns or debts should troub’e vou,
Or bosom friend with purse or sweet-heart flit;
Drown all your sorrows in the triple—W
And throw care to the winds, with “Woman, Wine
and Wit.”
Woman ! a safe step in the right direction,
To soothe your sorrow or illume your joy,
If chosen lor her brain, not her complexion,
And made a home companion—not a toy
Eagerly grasped, as summer s fragrant flowers,
I lien trampled in the mire of life’s highway—
Rut like the pole-star through your daikest hours,
Guarding aud guiding with love’s steadtast ray.
Wine! a fair mirage, fading from the vision,
A treacherous quicksand lurking lor its prey,
Grasping it—ere it reach the fields Elysian,
Where Pleasure’s mocking finger points the way;
A luring devil, in an angel’s seeming,
Blooil-red the feet that trample out the vine—
Blood-red the vintage, burning, glaiiug, gleani ng.
Where heart, and soul, and b ain, are drowned in
wine.
PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH.
Services every Sabbath at 11 o’clock, a in and 7
p. m.
Sabbath School at 3 p m. T. T. Windsor, Supt.
Prayer meeting every Friday at 1 o’clock, p m.
Rev G. T. (IOETCHIUS, Pastor.
METHODIST CIIURCH.
uday 11 o'clock, a. m , 3 p.
TRINITY (COLORED)
Hours i f service on Si
m. aud 7 p. in.
Sunday Seller i at 9 o’cl -ck, a. in. Touchers meet
ing eiery Knday night.—Washington Phillips, Supt.
Prayer meeting eveiy Thursday night.
Rev. E. 15. OLIVER, Pastor.
Lodges,
TEMPERANCE.
flilledgcvillc fount it No. J, meets iu the Sen
ate Chamber at the Mate House on every Friday
evening at 7 o'clock. J. W. HERTY, WP.
F. G. GRlEy E, Sec"v.
MASONIC.
Rcm-vo'cii: S,o«fgc No 3 P A M , meets 1st and
lid Saturday nights of each month at Masonic Hall.
G 1) Cask, Sec’y. IRBY H HOWARD, W M
Trniple Chapter meets the second and fourth
Saturday nights iu each mouth.
G 1) Cask, S'c'y. S G WHITE, II P
Millcflgfvillr- I.ortgc of I’crfcclion A.*, An
A.-.S.'. 1{.\ meets every Monday night.
SAM I, G Vi HITE. T P G M
G I) Case, Exc Grand See’y.
Frcm Ua'dwin's Monthly.
orifin OF TIIEi MOSS ROSE.
BY MIRY E. LAMBERT.
In the cool woodland, near a grand paiierie
Bloomed a white rose, with fragrance rich and rare.
The forest oaks, with tlieir protecting power,
Sheltered from sun and storm the modest flower.
The Queen of fairies one eve sought re pose,
Dtwu in the tiagran. bosom of the rose ;
Dim k deep ot nectar, thru with sudden love
She strove by act. her gratitude to prove,
And moved the wjld flower wi li her queenly 1 and
Intcthe cent!e of the garden grand.
In alt her rural charms, the rose stood theie.
The fairest blossom iu that proud parterre.
We know 'tie true that cultivation brings
A sin face polish, but beneath it stings
That eiuei jealousy which never dies !
(A woman’s weapon, used with lips and eyeB 1 .)
Poor wounded rose '. she tell the poisonous dart,
It touched a cord, deep in her loving heait.
lu vain she strove emotions strong to crush—
Her only s : gn of nnguish was n biush
That singed her peta s w lute, like sunset cloud
Tints snow-capped summit of a mountain proud.
The rival beauties then could but confess,
A charm w as added to her loveliness.
Yet ouce again the Queen of fairies came
(For she had heard ot her fair favoiite's lame)
In radiant splendor, with majestic mien,
Each look aud movement shou ingehc was Queen.
In pity gazed she on tlie low-bowed head
Of the meek floweret, while she sweetly said:
‘•Ask me, oil daughter, gift within my power,
Giauted thy wi.-h. yea. even in this hour! ’
The wild flower answeri <1, “Veil in from the sight
Of those I have offendtd: let the light
Of thy great favor on iny sisters rest ;
I am an alien, Quetn—let them be blest.”
“I veil thee, daughter.” and Ihe Kaiiy Queen
Cart o'er the pleader messes soft anJ gieen.
Ihe head was lifted. Lo 1 the lace was bare.
While the light moss eiown rested on her hair.
The humming-bird, and e’en the busy bee
Extolled her beauty aud simplicity;
And wooing zephyr huger there an hour,
Toying with fairies, kissirg each sweet flower:
And then, when wa'tiug home the Fairy Queen,
Into her mystic realm’s enchanted sheen,
He told to mortals, low the moss rose fair,
Became the Flower-Queen of the gi and parterre.
Value of Time.—“I spent one hun
dred hours,” said an educated and
cultivated lad)*, recently—and said it
without a blush of shame or a tremor
of self-depreciation—‘T spent just one
hundred hours in embroidering my
winter suit; I could not afford to have
it done. I took it up from time to
time. It took me a hundred hours.”
Oue hundred hours! One could al
most learn a language, or make the
acquaintance of a science, or appren
tice oue’sselfto a business, or nurse a
consumptive to the end of his suffer
ings, or save a soul, in one hundred
W’ell selected hours. One—hundred —
hours.—Miss Phelps.
Charles Lamb gives some advice
about making speeches which might
be applied with advantage to other
occasions. He says a speaker should
not attempt to express too much but
should leave something to the imagin
ation of his audience, and he tells how,
being called on to return thanks for a
toast to his health, he rose, bowed to
bis audience, said, “ Gentlemen,” and
sat down, leaving it to their imagina
tion to supply the rest.
Wit! a most potent ami divine elixir—
Arming the right, and strong in its defense;
An empty sham—a canning, servile trickster.
If aiding wrong, or used at friends’ expense ;
As sudden sunshine gleaming meadows cover.
And buds and blossoms glow beneath its ray,
Or like soft summer showers sparkling over
The shine aud shadow of life's changeful way.
“All things lo all men"—saith the revelation —
Each creed that suits its age, is good and true ;
1 'his suited well the ‘ olden dispensation”—
“Old things have passed away” now—all are new;
New aitn», new creeds, new plans for their diffusion;
Let the past sleep—its epitaph is writ—
For all its gloss—”a snare and a delusion”
YVas vour old watchword—“Woman, Wine and
V\ it.”
He who stood firmest in the smoke ot battle.
Still firmest stands in desolation's day;
Undaunted mid the cannon’s roar and rattle,
Undaunted still, he works his patient way;
On blood stained fields oureouutiy’s brave defend
ants.
Each grasping firm the colors of his State—
To you I bring, for our true iitilrpcndenrc,
The new evangel—“Work and Watch, and Wait.”
lie comes to conquer; and our waiting eyes see
This peerless monarch, whom all earth shall hail,
Whose banner bears its “Yen', Vidi, Vici,”
Whose lsxicon “knows no such word us fail:”
Doing alike, the wotksof God or Devil,
Bearing his sheaves to Hell, or Heaven’s gate;
Matchless for good, omnipotent for evil—
A triune deity—“Work, Watch aud Wait.”
Under the banner of this King enlisting.
Strike, from the day-dawn to the setting sun;
Strong tor the right, and every wrong resisting,
Die in the battle, with your armor on;
Manning your battlements with Truth, God-given,
Guard well your ramparts, bar your postern gate,
And fling cut to the freshening breeze ot heaven,
Your bold tri-color—“Work, and Watch aud Wait.”
Work, with the heart—eacli pulse—beat ever ready
To yield its pleasure for another's good;
Work, with the hand, each arm strike true and
steady,
That so. it gain its honest Urelihood:
When hollow hearts their shallow brains shall trouble,
How best a lile of sloth and waste to gain,
Tench them to know that it is good and noble
'Cb work with heart, and hand, aud soul aud brain.
Work, for the meek, the lowly, anJ the erring,
To lift them up that they the light may see;
Work, for the lost, the hopeless, the despairing,
To lead them back to God and puriiy;
Work for each man, as for a friend aud brother,
Work, for the true, the beautiful, the good—
Kenneth, my King.
Before the writer, as he pens this
article, is visible a full length photo
graph of a queenly lady—noble and
intellectual in her features upon whose
surface beam unmistakably the purity
and greatness of her soul. Reader she
allows you the privilege of being in
troduced to her—Miss Sali.ie A.
Brock of Virginia, another of “Rich
mond during the War,” and quite re
cently of the Romance whose fascina
ting scenes are laid in the Old Domin
ion, eutitled Kenneth my King.
Miss Brock’s father was of Welsh
descent, and was a relative of the dar
ing Gen. Isaac Brock of the British
army who captured the American
Gen. Hull aud his army in 1312, and
was scon afterward killed in the Bat
tle of Queenstown. Her mother was
Miss Buckuer of Virginia, a celebrated
belle in her day, and descended from
the Beverlys, the Chews, and the Mar
shalls of Virginia. But, alas ! What
is blood in our da)?
Miss Brock’s early girlhood was
passed near the University of Virginia
with which her Father was connected.
There she had excellent advantages in
tellectually and socially. A short
time prior to the war, Mr. Brock loca
ted in Richmond where bis family has
remained ever since. Her Mother
died during the tremendous struggle,
and while the hostile cannons of the
Yankee beseigers were painfully audi
ble. Miss Brock, with true Southern
ardor, sewed, knitted, nursed, cooked,
watched and prayed for the great
cause of the South; and in the midst
of these duties, she wrote that intense
ly interesting volume photographing
the times, published by Carleton, en
titled “Richmond during the War.”
After the war, she removed to New
York City, and has brought out also
“The Southern Amarauth;” lias con
tributed largely to New York periodi
cals, many brilliant gems in verse and
and prose; and finally comes before
the world in the role ot a novelist in
Kenneth my King.
The scene of this fine romauee is
laid in her native Virginia; and it is
told in a manner worthy of its noble
scene and equally noble author. We
shall not attempt its analysis. Let
all lovers of the South read it; real
lovers, we mean—those who love the
South and Southern writing, and
Southern institutions in their purity
and lofty refinement. Those few
readers who might, with prurient
taste, expect to find on Miss Brock’s
pages augbt of the exciting appeal to
tbe grosser passions so persistently
will be disappointed. "We warn them
against reading any of the pure-mind
ed Miss Brock’s books. But who ever
will find pleasure in fresh and vigor
ous descriptions of character and scene
ry, and touching incidents in human
life thrillingly told, with a Southern
fragrance in the flowers and sparkle
in the dew-drops, a Southern trill in
the murmuring waters, and the blue
and bending glory of the Southland’s
sky overhead—let him read Kenneth my
Iking, assured that pleasure and in
struction will be the reward. In this
line volume we fancy we perceive a re
flection here and there from the sur
face of her own life’s history—a rever
beration brought far away from her
own heart sorrows. When the writer
of this article last saw* Miss Brock,
her sweet sad face was paled, and her
eyes were moistened by a fresh sorrow.
She had, in the W'inter before, wauder-
ed far away to the land of her dreamy
longings—to that Rome which has till
ed so much of the world’s history for
2,500 years. There she was startled
and overwhelmed by a telegram from
Richmond informing her of the death
of her brother who perished in the un
fortunate accident in the Capitol in
Richmond in the Spring of 1S70.
Miss Brock hastened away from the Old
vN orld—hastened to her brother’s af
flicted family—wept over his tomb
those heart-breaking tears of grief
whose bitterness no words can express
and then passed hack to her cosy little
study in N. Y. City, and resumed with
heavy soul her literary labors. There
we saw her iu the Summer of 1370—
a noble specimen of a great, a gifted
and a good woman. She is a devout
member of th 3 American branch of the
Church of England; and with her, re
ligion is not only a name but a glori
ous reality. \V. G. M.
did intend to convey by the use of the
words mentioned.
In my communication of the 17th
instant, I requested, in substance, to
be informed what reference, if any,
the language used by you was intend
ed to have to myself. Your answer
to that request admits, in effect, that
the obnoxious remark was made by
you with allusion to myself; but you
fail to state what application you in
tended the same to have. In brief,
you state what your intention was not
but do not say what your intention
was.
Since this correspondence commenc
ed, accounts of the dinner have ap
peared in many papers, and have been
published in a way to leave no doubt
whatever of the general understanding
that it was your purpose, in making
the remarks referred to, to reflect in
juriously upon me.
In view of this, I cannot consent
that the matter shall rest where your
letter places it. I must respectfully,
but earnestly, request you to give a
full and definite answer to my inquiry
of the 17th inst.
I am, Sir,
Your obedient servant,
James M. Smith.
CORUESPOSDEKCE
Between <»•*. J. .11. Smith nnd Ex-Gorrm-
nor IV, V. Johnson nn Ihe Subject of Jlr.
Johnson's Speech at the Macon Bar Diu
nrr.
Atlanta, Ga., June 17, 1S73
Hon. H. V. Johnson : Sir—The
Telegraph Sf Messenger, of the 15th inst.,
contains an account of a dinner given
by the Macon Bar in compliment to
yourself, at the Brown House, on the
14th instant. In that account the use
of the following language, in a speech,
is imputed to you : “ In reference to
my administration as the Executive of
the State, this much I will declare,
I nerer deceived any one with Joist prom -
ises."
When I state that gentlemen who
heard the speech delivered have ex
pressed the opinion that, in using this
language, you intended to make an in
jurious imputation against myself,
you cannot fail to see the propriety of
my requesting you to say explicitly
whether, upon the occasion referred
to, you used, literally or substantially,
the language above quoted ; and what
reference, if any, you intended the
same to have to myself.
Candor compels me to say, that I
have, from time to time, heard vague
rumors ot unkind remarks made by anc j U p 0n construction placed up-
you in reference to myself; but their
uncertainty has hitherto prevented
me from calling your attention to
them. The language imputed to you
in the Telegraph Messenger, how
ever, and the construction placed upon
it by intelligent gentlemen present,
leave me no alternative but to make
the above inquiry.
I am, sir,
Your obedient servant,
James M. Smith.
Sandy Grove, Bartow P. O., Ga.,
June 21, 1873.
His Excellency James M. Smith, At
lanta, Ga :
Sir :—I thank you for yours of the
17th instant, as it affords me an op
portunity of correcting th^ remark
attributed to me at the Macon Bar
Dinner.
Without attempting to quote all 1
said, I did say, on the point concern
ing which you inquire, in substance :
As to my administration, while Gov
ernor, I shall say but little. It is for
others to pass upon its merits or de
merits. And I concluded with the re
mark, “ that I never deceived any
body.” The words “ with false prom
ises” were added by the reporter,
without intending, I presume, to do
me or anybody else injustice. It was
an occasion of good humor, and the
remark was made in that spirit.
At the moment the charge against
you, which I have so often heard, of
having deceived applicants for office,
came into my mind and suggested the
remark. Thus far, I may be said to
have alluded to you. But I intended
no such charge myself, nor to express
any opinion in relereuce to it.
Many of your friends were present,
and I was their guest It would have
been discourteous to them to have se
lected such an occasion to be offensive.
1 am sorry they understood me as you
say they did.
I am, sir,
\ r our obedient servant,
. Hersciiel V. Johnson.
Atlanta, Ga., June 27, 1S73.
Hon. H. V. Johnson, Bartow, Ga.:
Sir :—Your letter of the 21st inst.,
has been received, and I regret to say,
that its contents are not altogether
such as I had hoped for.
I understand you as saying, in effect,
that you were led by the charge, so
often beard by you, that I had de
ceived applicants for office, to state, in
reference to your own administration,
as Governor, that you had never de
ceived anybody. You disclaim that it
was your intention to charge me with
having deceived applicants for office,
or that you meaut to express any
opinion in reference to such charge.
You nowhere say what meaning you
Sandy Grove, Bartow P. O., Ga., ^
July 4, 1873. J
His Excellency James M. Smith, At
lanta, Ga.:
Sir:—Living six miles from Bar
tow, I did not receive yours of the
27th ultimo until two days ago. I
am sorry that mine of the 21st ultimo
fell short of your hope--. ,
The second paragraph of your last
letter does me injustice. My reply to
yours of the 17th ultimo does notadmit,
in substance, as strongly as you seem
to think, that the obnoxious remark
was made by me, in allusion to your
self. I will restate, in rather different
language, what I intended to be un
derstood to say, in order that you may
catch the precise shade of thought
which I wished to convey. The reply
to the latter clause of your question
of the 17th ultimo necessarily involv
ed the analysis of a mental operation.
I am nyt even now, after full reflec
tion, conscious that at the moment of
the remark, you personally were in
my mind. You certainly were neith
er the subject nor the object of deliber
ate thought, hut a certain matter, to-
vvit: the charge that you had deceiv
ed applicants for office, as a sugges
tive subject of thought, came into my
mind. It was thus only that I had
any reference at all to you ; and that,
not as ihe subject of the thought, nor
the object of the remark. Hence, ac
cording to the law of association, it
was the result of a rapid intellectual
operation, of which the charge just
stated was the suggestive circum
stance or fact—the mere punctum sa
lines. I have thus given you the inte
rior working of my mind, from which
you can see for yourself “ what refer
ence, if any,” was made to you. The
remark, perse, does not, necessarily,
point to you, and cannot be offensive
to you, except from its connection
with the suggestive fact just stated,
on it by “ intelligent gentlemen” who
heard it.
I have disavowed that construction.
1 have no idea that any such construc
tion would have been given to the re
mark, or that you would have been so
sensitive, but for the existence of that
charge. I am frank to say, however,
that if it had occurred to me at the
time that my mfttive would have been
so misapprehended as it has been, I
would not have made the” remark, or
else have used some other form of
expression; for surely I would not
have taken such au occasion to be
offensive.
The only point in your last commu
nication is, that my reply of the 21st
to your note of the 17th ultimo is not
full in this: that I state what my in
tention was not," but do not say
“ what my intention u-as." Having
disavowed the obnoxious® interpreta
tion given to the remark, which you
are pleased to consider the negative as
pect, I should not suppose that you
would feel any particular interest in
the affirmative aspect. It seems to
me, also, that both aspects are covered
by what I said in my first letter. 1
am quite sure it is, it read in connec
tion with the foregoing paragraph.
Still, however, I have not the least
objection to meet this point more ful
ly if possible.
You know, as well as I do, that in
these degenerate times the absence of
ingenousness, candor and fidelity in
high political quarters, though not
universal, is yet so prevalent and ap
parent as to be obvious even to care
less observers. My administration
was in a different day. It had been but
too kindly alluded to by the first regu
lar toast offered at tbe dinner. I was
responding to it. It is now one of
my most pleasant reflections con
nected with it, that whatever errors
I may have committed I tried to prac
tice the simple virtue of sincerity ;
and by the remarks under considera
tion, amplified into its affirmative sig
nificatiou, I intended to imply that
with my intercourse with men, touch
ing matters of constitutional and of
ficial duty, to the best of my poor
ability I exercised entire candor aud
good faith. Referring to nothing par
ticularly but the degeneracy of the
times on which we Jiave fallen, I sup
posed that I might imply that with
out arrogance. I could not have said
much moie without egotism. Is it
possible that it is offensive to any liv
ing man ?
I am, sir, your obedient servant,
Hekschel V. Johnson.
Atlanta, Ga., July 10,1873.
Hon. H. V. Johnson, Bartow, Ga.:
Sir :—I acknowledge the receipt of
your letter of the 4tb inst., and regret
to say, that, in my judgment, like the
one which preceded it. it fails to meet
the requirements cf the situation.
Upon the metaphysical points raised
and discussed therein, I have nothing
to say ; nor can I appreciate the force
of your insinuation, that I am unduly
sensitive when held up iu the public
estimation, at least by a gentleman so
prominent and distinguished as your
self, as unworthy of respect and confi
dence.
The whole matter, in my opinion,
resolves itself into this : In a public
speech in the city of Macon, you took
occasion to use language which has
universally, so far as I can learn, been
interpreted injuriously to me, as Chief
Magistrate of the State, and derogato
• y to my character as a gentleman
You admit, substantially, that such
language had reference to my mysell
or was suggested by a certain charge
of deception which you had ofte
heard. At the same time you dis
claim that any offense was intended
by you. Now, as, uuder the circum
stances, I stand as if charged before
the public by yourself with faithless
and dishonorable conduct, I conceive
it to be due to me that, in your reply
to this communication, you state, ex
plicitly—with the liberty on my part
of making such use of it as I may
deem necessary for my own vindica
tion—that nothing you said in your Ma
con speech was intended as a reflection on
myself, or as an indorsement or counte
nance of any injurious charge mail
against me.
Having never done me the justice
publicly to correct the report of youi
remarks in the Telegraph Hf Messenger
which you admit was incorrect, nor
denied the justness of the public inter
ference therefrom, I trust you will see
that the request I now make of you
is both reasonable and right.
I assent to the correctness of what
you say in reference to the degeneracy
of the times ; and, I think you will
agree with me, that one of the strong
est evidences of the existence of this
lamentable condition is, the readiness
of disappointed office huuters to ma
lign the motives of those upon whom
rests the disagreeable duty of making
appointments to office.
I am, sir, your obedient servant,
James M. Smith.
Sandy Grove, Bartow P. 0., Ga.
. July 17, 1S73.
His Excellency, James M. Smith, At
lanta, Ga.:
Sir:—Yours of the 10th instant is
received, and I confess 1 am surprised
and disappointed that mine of the 4th
is not satisfactory.
Your first letter complained that
gentlemen who heard the speech de
livered had expressed the opinion,
that in using “ the language” (the re
mark complained of) “I intended to
make an injurious imputation against
yourself.” I replied, that they misap
prehended my motive. You further
asked me to state “ what reference, if
any, I intended the same to have to
yourself?” I disavowed, in substance,
having offensive reference to you, and
stated how the remark was suggested ;
but that I did not intend to make any
charge against you of having deceived
applicants for office, nor to express
any opinion in reference to it, and-
that I was sorry that I was misunder
stood.
In your second letter you seemed to
be satisfied with my disavowal of of
fensive intention ; but said I failed to
state what application I intended the
same to have. “ In brief, that I stated
what my intention was not, but did not
say what my intention was." In my
reply to that letter, repeating the
same disavowal in stronger terms, I
stated what was affirmatively my in
tention; and in my earnest desire to
show you you all, I brought you into
the inner chamber of my thoughts,
that you might see for yourself, that
if the remarks had any reference to
you at all, it was so inappreciable
that I could not define it except by
describing the operation ot my mind
at the time of uttering it. In your
third and last letter, you call this
“ metaphysical,” and dismiss it as un
worthy your consideration.
I now disavow, for the third time,
any intention whatever, by the lan
guage used, “ to make an injurious
imputation against yourself.” I did
not intend, by the remark, and on the
occasion of its utterance, to charge
you with deceiving applicants for of
fice, nor to express any opinion in ref
erence to such charge. And that there
may be no misunderstanding as to
what I mean, I add, that I did not in
tend to do either of these things, di
rectly or indirectly, overtly or covert
ly. As to “ indorsement or counten
ance” of any such charge, I can only
say, that the state of my mind was
just what it was relative to the expres
sion of auy opinion in reference to it.
That is to say, after the most careful
self-examination, I am not conscious
that I had any intention, either pro or
con as to indorsing or countenancing.
Certain it is, that I never thought of
such a thing until the receipt ot your
last letter. The idea never for a mo
ment, entered into my mind.
You think, I insinuated that you
are too sensitive. You are mistaken.
I deprecate insinuations in such a cor
respondence as this, looking to the
healing rather than the infliction of
wounds. Ail I meant to say was, that
but for the existence of the charge al
luded to, you would not even have
suspicioned that you were referred to.
No man can be too jealous of his hon
or. If I offend any person, justly or
unjustly, I am bound to justify the
offence, or to make suitable amende.
I have redeemed that obligation in this
case.
You complain that I “ have not
corrected the report ol my remarks,
□or denied the justness of tbe public
ioterfereoce from them.” If, in the
first instance, you had simply called
my attention to the matter and sug
gested that course, I would have
promptly published an explanatory
card. But I had no intimation of the
misapprehension of my motives until
received your letter of the 17th <
June, written only two days after the
remark was made. I had a right to
suppose, and I did suppose from that
that you preferred a different mode
and I therefore doubted the propriety
of publishing any card pendiug the
correspondence thus inaugurated,
have always expected its publication
as soon as terminated. It is quite as
desirable to me as to yourself, for I
am far from being satisfied to have it
believed that 1 would violate the pro
priety of a festive occasion in order to
assail you.
When this correspondence shall be
published, I doubt not the public will
have the sagacity to see that I intend
ed no such thing.
I am. Sir,
Your obedient servajit,
Herschel V. Johnson.
Atlanta, Ga., July 22, 1S73.
Hon. H. V. Johnson, Bartow, Ga.:
Sir:—Your letter of the 17th inst.,
has been received, and I take pleasure
in saying that the disavowal of any iu-
tention to reflect injuriously upon me,
by anything said in your Macon Bar
Dinner speech, is full aud satisfactory.
It is proper for me to say, before
closing this correspondence, however,
what I had often heard before your
peech was delivered, viz: that a re
port had been circulated in the eastern
part of tin; State, to the effect that I
had violated a promise to you, by not
offering you a place upon the Supreme
Court bench. I had given no atten
tion to the report, supposing that it
had originated in the petty malice ol
some evil disposed person. When I
earned, however, that a gentleman of
your consequence—the person whom
the report charged me with having
deceived—had used in a public speech
language understood by persons pres
ent as intended to imply that the
charge was true, it became proper for
me at onree, not only to seek an ex
planation, hut also to require a distinct
avowal or disavowal of such intention
upon your part. It was due to me
that the explanation should be very
full, and that the disavowal, if made,
should be broad enough to meet the
charge in all its aspects with a nega
tive.
I am pleased to repeat, that in these
requirements your last has met my
reasonable expectation.
I am, sir,
Your obedient servant,
James M. Smith.
A. T. Stewart’s Will—$100,000,-
000 for somebody.—Wealthy men are
often credited with greater riches than
they possess, and frequently, after dil
igent inquiry into their resources, find
that they have set too high a limit to
their possessions. It therefore rarely
happens that a man astonishes himself
with his own wealth ; yet a little on
dit attributes a bit of this amazement
to Mr. A. T. Stewart. It is probably
generally known that Mr. Stewart
took steamer for Europe last week.
It is not generally known that before
his departure he made a will. Piior
to making this will it was thought ad
visable to prepare a schedule of his
real and personal estate, with its valu
ation. Upon the completion of the
schedule, much to the surprise of Mr.
Stewart, and to the greater surprise of
his friends, it was found that he was
worth one hundred millions of dollars.
That any American citizen should be
possessed of so great wealth almost
surpasses belief, but the truth of the
foregoing statement is well authenti
cated.
Mount Lebanon is the Rome of
Shakerdom. Here is their largest
community, their Vatican and their
Pope. Thousands of strangers visit
them annually, and all are impressed
by the neatness of their houses, gar
dens, streets and apparel; but what
pleased me most were their stone
walls. They surrounded their gar-
It may not bo poetical, but it is
nevertheless true, that the path of life
would be exceedingly rough without
the practical application of grease.
The milk of human kindness might be
termed the oil of charity, not only the
charity that giveth, but the charity
that forgiveth.
No machinery will work without
oil. Pour sand into the wheels of cars
or steamboats, and witness the result;
the sand must be removed, and oil put
in its place, before the wheels will do
their duty.
Your watch stops. You find out
the cause. Dust has worked its way
in between the covers, and the delicate
machinery is powerless. Clean and
oil it, and ail goes well again.
If we are so careful to remove the
impediments, and to oil nil the crea
tions of man, how much more partic
ular we should be in attending to tho
wonderful works of God. Nothing on
earth requires so much oil as the ua-
ture of man, and it is the duty of every
one to use that smoothing power just
so often as it is required.
The head of a household needs to
have a good stock of the oil of patience
always on band, for if the sand of dis
content and continual fault-finding is
ever poured into the ears of the mem
bers of the family, home will be far
from being the haven ot rest it should
he. And if a good example of kind
ness and consideration is found in
one in power, others are most apt to
follow it.
Children are like watches, tender
care and faithful attention only can
keep the dust from the delicate and
frail machinery; nothing hut the oil of
love and patience can make the wheels
run smoothly.
There are so many different kinds of
grense needed that we shall attempt
to name but few. The merchant
would soon find his business in sad
condition, did he not use the oils of
prompt payment, system, firmness,
and universal kindness. He must he
kind to those in his employ, polite and
obliging to his patrons.
Tbe lawyer must be oiled with a
fee before he uses the oil of eloquenco
by which he gains his cilent’s case.
The church is like the family, while
the power of money is needed for its
support, there are many other oils re
quired to make the institution an
agreeable one. The pastor must please
his people—he must preach good ser
mons—must neither be too long nor
too 8hot.r; he must be faithful in his
attentions to his flock, prompt in his
visits, at home when his parishioners
call on him, and always on hand when
consolation or advice is needed.
The Sunday school is a combination
of families, and while each family is
under the care of a teacher, the whole
comes under the direct control and su
pervision of the superintendent, whose
business it is to keep smooth the en
tire flock of little ones and their teach
ers, which must be at times a most dif
ficult matter, when all have different
wishes and tastes, even in religion.
Then, too, the financial affairs of the
school, come before the superintend
ent. It is his business, when the
amount of money on band is not suffi
cient for the demand, to see that the
deficiency is filled, and if not from
other sources, it must come from his
own pocket. He perhaps works hard
all tbe week, and Sunday brings no ^
rest to his weary brain and body, for
he is throughout the day thinking
about bis charge, if he is not actually
at his labors. In truth, from our per
sonal observation, we are convinced
that no two persons outside of the
household need more of tbe oil of pa
tience than the pastor of a church and
the superintendent of a Sunday school.
But we forget the editor; and his
position is by no means an easy one to
fill. Fancy his feelings when the hour
draws near for the paper to be ready
for the eager public, and he is told
that half the reporters were on a
“bust” last night, and most of
the editors are missing. In vain the
“devil” calls for copy, while the edi
tor searches his brain for an idea, and
uses bis last resort, tbe scissors, with
but slight gratification. Then, too, at
.lens, and are so regular, broad and If
firm that it is impossible for frosts or
tempests to overthrow them. Noth
ing short of an earthquake will pre
vent their lasting one thousand years.
The learned doctors assure us ladies
that if we would abandon the absurdi
ties of fashion, retire early, rise with
the sun, he regular iu our habits, ex
ercise in the open air, and follow the
example of our grandmothers in in
dustry, we would be models ot female
health, beauty and strength. Ah me !
I fully’ believed their theories, and
sighed because 1 could not practice
them—until I visited the Shakers.
Here are women of the fashidn of
whose apparel affords them no care
nor trouble; whose forms are not
pressed by the corset steel ; who rise
with the sun and retire with tiie set
ting of the same; whose meals are
simple, habits regular, and with whom
industry is the rule; and yet, among
a hundred or more Shakeresses, I saw
not a dozen who appeared healthy.
The complexions were sallow, eyes
heavy and steps languid. Perhaps
the monotony of their lives is the se-
ciet trouble.—World Letter.
Governor Wise —The Washing
ton Republican says it is uaderstooJ
that Governor Wise, of Virginia, has
written another letter ou the political
situation in that State, in which he
takes ground more unequivocally than
before in support of the administra
tion, and places himself before the
public most unmistakably as an out-
and-out Republican.
Gainesville, Newnan, Quitman and
Hogansville have recently been made
money order offices.
gratify the fancies of all his readers or
else the paper is lost.
The doctor, of coarse, requires a
good supply of oil among his medi
cines, for illness will make almost any
nature rough.
He has not only tbe trouble of his
patients to bear, but should he be so
unfortunate as to lose one, or any ac-
cideot should happen, he must endure
the fault-finding and accusations of the
friends, and those are often quite as
hard to bear as the feeling which will
come: “Suppose I had done different
ly, she might now be alive.”
We have mentioned but a few cases
where oil is needed, but enough to
show that in every sphere of life, no
matter what our condition or position
may be, we all require judicious ap
plication and a bountiful supply of
that most useful of all rust removers—
grease.
Mary E. Lambert.
The most satisfactory duel that ever
occurred took place between two citi
zens of Augusta—Messrs. James Moore
and Louis Dart on Thursday. The
weapons were horse-pistols, and the
seconds very considerately loaded
them with pellets of paper. One shot
was fired, and, as no blood was drawn,
the principals shook hands across the
bloody chasm and retired.
The Tycoon knows how to start a
newspaper. He does not offer big
beets nor prize squashes, nor oroide
jewelry as premiums for subscribers.
Having taken an interest in the pub
lication of a newspaper at a Japanese
capital, he has issued an order that all
men of certain social and political cir
cles shall take it or be beheaded,
