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WILL S. HAYES.
Com<\ brederin’, git In de golden car
Par’s room for you an’ me up dar;
CouiO, set down ou de anxious seat,
huso sin am sour an’ ’ligiou’s sweet.
Ciioni s.—Dm come an’jiue right now in do
ban’
Au’ take de sistern by de ban’,
Wo bound for glory in de happy lau’
Ain’t no sufferin’ dar, up dar.
Put dem slippers on your feet
W hen you walk along in de golden stroet.
An' In dem angels put your trus’,
Kase no room dar for to raise adus’.
If yon see l’eter sleep at de gate,
Kase de night befo’ he was up so late.
Von needn’t spe t, wid your load oh sin,
bat you git pas’ him au’ steal right in.
bey know you here, and dey’ll know you dar,
Kase ile angels ’s always on dc equar;
bey’ll h’ist you out ob dar lubly sight,
Efyou’re lull ob siu,audyour soul ain’t right,
Shout, sing, kase de time am nigh
When you put on wings for to fix to fly.
An' dem what prays an’ do loudes’ slugs,
Am de ones w’at w’ara de biggest wings.
lirodern ! sistern ! lif’ your eyes
An hx dar gaze ou the at trlight skies,
K He de Lord am good aa’ do Lord am kind,
Kf you can’t see it you must ho bliu’.
Don’t set down upon your seat,
bul rise up, brede. u, to your feet,
An' sliont lor glory ’till you’re sick,
Au’git dat lignin—cure you quick.
“tilery !” “Whoopee 1” “Shoo !”
dat ?”
“Wliat am all you sinners at ?’’
Rriid-ier J ernes, pull dowu your ves’.
An’ lot dem fight dat ho’nets’ lies’.
“What’s
Lif up your voice in humble pr’ar,
An’ let deui sinners ober dar
Ko’git dar ’ligiou for a spell,
Au’ wish dem ho'uuts was in hell.
feed God, <1 is raeetin’ ’s all broke up,
Kase Satan sent some sinful pup,
Who’ll go to hell wid all de res’
For handin’ in a ho’net’s nes’.
For the Sunday Enquirer.
MY MIA.
To day, one year ago, iny child
They bore you from my sight,
Ami since that time the brightest day
Seems the darkness of midnight.
If grieving be a sin, my child,
And questioning of God’s ways,
Tlieu every throb of my poor heart,
This sinfulness displayed.
When I think of that dreadful day, my child,
The agony through which you passed,
I wonder that I still am sane,
And fear, at times, it cannot last.
It is all that I can bear, my child,
Ah 1 know you’ll come no more ;
When I hear your little brother call,
As he goes from door to door.
When 1 hear those songs you saug, my child,
The day before you died,
Oh ! I try so hard to realize
That you are by my side.
Under every cloud, my child,
Some say is a silver lining;
Oh, trod ! 1 cry, give me ouo view,
And cease uiy heart's repining.
I fool that I am growing weak, my child,
Under this groat burden of grief,
This body will succumb, ere long,
As time brings ou rolief.
There’s only one sweet solace, my child,
And knowing, as I do,
That you cannot come to mo,
When God wills it, I can go to you,
. Her Mother.
bula Loo Sheridan d ed August 31st, 187G, aged
11 years, 4 months and 11 days.
Hm I Became Mrs. Palty Frost.
BY SYLVESTER O. DUNNING.
From the New York Sunday Mercury.
“Miss Frost, where’s that ere soap to be
put, aud is the eggs to be got now, and
ain't Hint ere puddin’ most done?” scream
ed the bound girl from the wash-house,
•luite regardless of commas.
“Isay, mother, I can’t find a single
shirt;" bawled Tommy, the second son of
Keuben and liachel Frost,
“Mb, tell Snsie to let me be !” screamed
six-year-old Mary from an inner room,
‘‘liachel,where on earth have yon locked
up them ere tdbls?” queried the farmer
himself, filling the doorway suddenly with
his substantial form.
Mrs. Frost, who was dashing about her
kitchen like a wild northeaster, in cap and
petticoats, brought herself up short by
the dresser aud put down the pitcher in
her Lauds with an emphasis that made the
tins and pudding dishes dance.
“Good gracious! is everybody gone
niad, or do they want to make me so ?
Soup, eggs, pudding, shirt, Susie, tools !
Anyone would think there was only one
pair of hands and eyes in the house, and
them was mine. Yell, yell, yell after me
wherever I go. I can’t have a moment’s
r est.' I declare to goodness, if I don’t
have somebody here to help me before
hext week, lieuben Frost, I won’t be
worried and drove to death—there!”
Mrs. Frost talked bat little, seldom
scolded, and only on great occasions “de
clared to goodness.” When she did, the
matter was settled. So in due time, came
“help," in the shape of the widow Patty.
Now, the excellent liachel, npon writing
to her sister in the city on the subject,
had stipulated expressly for a widow.
“Girls,” she said, “were forever giggling,
and would all the time be sticking up
their heads when George was ronnd ; and
the dear knew she’d had trouble enough
already about him and that poor, proud,
stuck-up soft, sawder of a Lucy Ellis to
make her sick of billing and cooing for
l he rest of her life; and she didn’t want
Uu old maids, because they was always so
Jesperit—they might marry George in
spite of himself ; but if Ann conld find
W a widow, now—a respectable sort of
Person, and the more forlorn the better,
because then she’d be contented to stay,
Perhaps.”
hut not one syllable had Mrs. Frost
’reatbed on the item of “looks;” and
^•iy,'though a widow, was.abominably
pretty, Rosy and soft-eyed, with black
&lr l tat continually reveled in waver and
Pples. and here and there mutinied into
kclual curl spite of combs and a wid-
* ca P> and loyely, pouting lips, that
continually parted as if to show the world
what handsome teeth there could be in a
woman’s mouth.
It must be confessed that Mrs. Frost
looked aghast, as with the long, cool
shadows of evening, and the fret*, rip
pling breeze, and the dying glow in the
shy, and all the other good things of twi
light, Father Daniels rattled up in his
patriarchal carryall, and set down on her
doorstep this trim, smiling, self-possessed
importation, jost as if she had been a bar
rel of sugar, or a bag of corn, or a firkin
of butter, instead of the undeveloped
motive power that' was to overturn and
annihilate those venerable institutions,
the family prejudices.
“Morey! What could Ann have been
thinking about!” parenthesized Rachel to
her husband. “Why, she’s worse than a
dozen old maids. I know she’s artful as
Delilah herself.”
“Y'ou might be civil to the woman, any
how,” growled the farmer, as the Yankee
Delilah Btood in the door, hesitating, and
looking as uncomfortable as a butterfly
would coming, out in January—always
supposing a butterfly capable of Buch an
indiscretion.
Rachel bridled till her very cap—a tri«
umph and a wonder of clear starching—
seemed to inflate itself, and be fllled.with
doubt about those rebellions little curls
in the doorway.
Walk in, mum,” said Rachel. “Prob
ably yon are the widow Patty ?”
The carls assented with a timid nod, as
if half doubtfnl whether it were not a sin
to be that individual.
“Take off your hat, mum,” went on the
cap. “I s’pose you know what you are to
do? Jest make yourself handy about the
bouse. Dear knows there’s need of some
body’s being handy.”
Alas! for the inexorable and bristling
virtue of a clear-starched cap with
handsome son! Alas! for those mutinous
ripples and ringlets that being on a head
at once poor and widowed, should have
been straight, and were not. Father and
children stood aghast as they heard Ra u
chael Frost—one of the kindest woman
that ever made paddings or darned stock'
ings—tell that poor, little, scared, weary
woman to take off her hat, and make her
self handy about the honse!
Patty herself, in whose mind was still
fresh Sister Ann’s verbal photograph of
her new home, was half-inclined to cry;
only that three years of matrimony had
taught her that tears can’t mend a spoil
ed dinner, torn clothes, or a brnte of a
husband; and, as they brought nothing
bnt red ey6S, swelled nose, and a head
ache, were luxuries to be sparingly in
dulged in. Resides, 6he was a plucky
little soul, and not disposed to cry quar
ter even to a clear-starched cap. So,
while untying her bonnet-string, she took
au observation. Dae north—that is to
say directly in front of the fire—sat fath
er and George, both in a temporary idio
cy from excess of astonishment at the
unaccountable gyrations of “mother,"
who, since her dignified reception of the
‘help,” was revolving aronnd the kitchen
very red in the face, and in an aimless
way that half-distracted the bonnd girl,
who was trying to set the table—a»oper-
ation that bid fair never to be accom-
complished, as that unfortunate young
female, what from a natural reluctance to
consider George and his father as hearth
stones, and step on them to the rescue of
the tea-kettle, what from nearly disloca
ting her neck to have a peep at the wid
ow, found herself incapable of exertion,
beyond making short dashes from the ta
ble to the pantry and back again. Due
east was the hopeful Tommy, whistling
in an exasperative manner, and staring at
the widow, as though she was the “What
is It!” and he had just paid his twenty-
five cents to Barnum in person; while op
posite, Jnle and Susie were quarreling
abont a book, and practically giving dear
old Dr. Watts the lie direct about the ob
ject for which “little hands” were made.
Fatty smoothed ont the last crease in
ner shawl, and walked up to the combat-
tauts.
“Are you sisters?” she asked quietly.
The children hung their heads, and
dropped at once the book and each other’s
hair. Then Patly took the little golden
head on her lap, and nestled the brown
head in her arm, and in five minutes led
them off to Fairydom, where she kept
them till they were safely in Dreamland.
Master Tommy stopped his shrill whistle
to listen. Mrs. Frost's nervous system
being relieved, her senses came back to
her, and three of her short sentences put
father and George out of the way, and
restored the bound girl to her normal con
dition. In half an hour that kitchen was
so quiet that pussy got up from before the
fire and walked around, mewing uneasily,
thinking she had made a mistake and got
into the house next door, where nobody
lived bat prim old Mrs. Gillett. Bat the
cap never relaxed an atom of its severity.
“Just as I told you,” insisted that pre
judiced piece of muslin, “She is an art
ful little hussy. Never came across one
of them low-spoken women with curls
in my life that wasn’t. She’ll be mak
ing eyes at George soon. See if she
doesn’t.
Fate, who seems to have a special spite
against widows, obtruded her ringlets
on the notice of another pair of unfriend
ly eyes, belonging to Lncy Ellis, George’s
first love.
Lncy, who was older than George, and
had no roses, and some freckles, saw the
dear little woman, one day, rnnning after
the children, laughing, panting, and rosy
with with health and fuD, and. took the
alarm.
“What a bold, vulgar, disagreeble wo
man that is who lives at your mother’s!”
she said to George.
“Disagreeable!” echoed the astonished
young man. “Why she’s one of the ni
cest little women I ever saw in my life;
and as for being bold and vnlgar, I don’t
see how you can say so, Lucy.”
“O, of course not,” snapped she. “Yon
men always do like those horrid brazen
things. She’s painted, if ever I saw
paint! I’m sure she’s thirty, and I’ll bet
anything her hair and teeth are false
yon like her, however, it’s all the same to
me. I’m sure I don’t care if you make
her Mrs. George Frost! ”
Oh, foolish Lucy! When a simple
youth didn’t so much as see that forbid
den tree, what ailed you to bnmp his
head against it, because you fancied he
had a hankering after the apples. If you
did not wish him to watch the riotous
blood that was continually deepening
from the peach-bloom into the flush of
rosiest sea-shell, aud fading back again in
the widow’s fair cheeks, why did you hint
at paint? And, O, idiotic muslin cap
that catching him in one of his secret eye
inquisitions, must needs read him a lec
tnre three times a week, on the folly of
falling in love, the vanity of things call
ed widows, and the utter frivolity and
worthlessness of this widow in particu
lar. Under such circumstances, what
could the poor man do but fall in love
with her? There was no help for him
He was only obeying a law that governs
our sex. Why, I might never have mar
ried Polly, aud been a free and happy
bachelor at this very moment, if my
Aunt Oath—but I’m drawing toward the
close of my paper. I’ll tell you the story
some other time, and come back now to
our “muttons.”
Winter had merged into spring, gray
and gloomy with mists and storms still,
but with fresh odors in the air and occa
sional faint twitters from the orchard,
and everywhere sounds of trickling wa
ter, and the glad sight of the fresh,green
grass peering timidly up from patches of
snow and mud. Without, all was bustle—
father, George, and the men getting
ready to start for the upper dam, that
was hourly expected “to go” in the fresh
et; within, Widow Patty going around in
her usual sunshiny fashion,and Mrs. Frost
a little more northeasterly in her move
ments than ever, and furiously out of pa
tience with the freshet, George, the
widow, herself, and everything about her.
The widow being handy, and happening
to look more provokingly t pretty than
usual on her was poured out the vials of
her wrath.
“Don’t want to interrupt (with im
mense stateliness), but if you’ve done
looking after the men (withering empha
sis), I’ll thank you for them eggs. The
pudding’s waiting.”
Widow Patty, who had stopped a mo
ment in the doorway to glance after the
retreating wagons, started to cross the
kitohen, but half way was almost knocked
out of existence by the bound girl, who
rushed in, breathless and eommaless, aa
usual, exclaiming:
“O, Miss Frosl! hurry! hurry! Be
quick. Old dan—the creek, bags—mill
.—flour—men, why don’t yon run?” all the
time dancing about the kitchen, aud
snatching down pots and pans of all de
scription, apparently with a vague inten
tion of making herself useful in some in
explicable way.
Mrs. Frost turned up her nose and went
on with the padding.
“She was always simple, and the bustle
has set her crazy, and no wonder,” said
she. But Widow Patty thought different,
and in the coarse of half an hour put the
girl’s half-uttered sentences together
thus: “The mill, then, was in danger,
and if they wanted to save anything out
of it no time was to be lost.” It was
now Mrs. Frost’s turn to exclaim:
“The mill is going! My goodness! and
all them things stored in the loft there;
and them great lazy men off' to the upper
dam, like a parcel of fools, instead of
staying at home and minding their busi
ness. ”
‘Herd, you, Sally—but what’s the use
of talking to her? You (turning to Pat
ty) come along with me. I’m going to
save what I can, if only to shame the
men.”
“But the freshet! the danger!” exclaim
ed Patty—“the—”
“O, stay at home if yon like!” inter
rupted Rachel contemptuously. “I want
no cowards or lazybones along with me.
If anything happens to me it won’t be of
much ’count, anyhow. Reuben can soon
get a new wife, and if you’re safe, I
s'pose George would think it all the bet
ter if I was out of the way.”
Patty flushed deeply, but she was not
the woman to let Rachael Frost go alone
on such an errand; and the muslin cap
had scarcely reached the first turning when
the obnoxious ringlets were beside her.
As may be imagined, they had little dis
position to converse—bnt even if they
had, the roar of the creek, now a black,
swollen torrent, and the grinding, crack
ling, and crashing of the hnge masses of
logs and ice, rushing by, would have
drowned anything softer than a speaking
trnmpet. A few moments of qaick walk
ing brought them to the mill (one of
those red, shaky structnres, perched on
almost every respectable brook in our
State,) and Patty’s heart beat fast as they
entered it—partly at the thought of dan
ger, partly with the conviction that the
gauntlet had, at length, been thrown
down, and was commenced between her
self and George's mother.
The goods of which Rachel had spoken
were in the upper loft, and consisted of
clothing and furniture for which Rachel
bad no room in the homestead—hardly
worth, Patty thought, all this peril of
life and limb; bat she made no comment,
obeying in silence the brief directions of
her mistress, who worked with furious
zeal, apparently careless or insensible of
the fact that the whole building was quiv
ering and trembling from base to sum
mit. Suddenly, came a rash and a gar
gle. Patty started:
“Gracious! what is that? The stream
is rising! ”
“Stuff!” panted Rachel, as, with her
cap off, her hair down, and her face cov
ered with dust, she tugged at a huge
chest in the corner.
“The stream won’t rise this half honr.
Come here, and help me. I want to get
out—”
She was interrupted by a second terrif
l
ic roar. Then came a gargling, and
heavy thuds, as if logs striking against
the building, and a shiver and tremble,
and then a carious swaying motion—all
the time the roaring, and grinding, and
gargling, growing louder, as thongh, in
some inexplicable way, they had come
closer to it. Patty left the trank, and
ran to the window.
“What is it?” asked Rachel, still tug
ging at the brass handle.
No answer, only a bowed head and a
figure standing motionless, as if turned
to stone.
Rachel got up and went toward her.
“What is it? Has the—” then as she
glanced out of the window—“Oh. mv
God!”
The mill was moving down the stream.
Down sank Rachel Frost. All her cour
age gone, every thought swallowed up in
fear, wailing, moaning, gVoveling on the
floor. Then life came back to the still
figure by the window, and,stooping down
Fatty wound her arms abont Rachel’s
neck, aud all her soft wealth of curls
escaping from the comb, fell down like a
vail around her who bad so long made
them a taunt and a sin.
“God is herel” whispered Patty.
“So is Death!” shuddered Rachael.
“Hear it thundering and rushing out
side. How shall I meet God? Will He
have mercy? I had none. I came here
full of wrath and bitterness against yon,
who had never injured me.”
“Hush! hush!” whispered Patty. “The
Lamb of Gad takelh away all sin,” and
then came a long silence, unbroken save
by an occasional sob from Rachel—nest
ling close to Patty—when the frail build
ing struck heavily against the drifting
masses of ice and logs, or swayed vio
lently from side to side. Suddenly Patty
raised her head and listened, eagerly:
“What was that ?”
“I hear nothing but the dreadful roar,”
shuddered Rachel.
“But I do; I’m sure that was a shout.”
“Who could shout?—they are all gone
to the dam. No one knows that we are
here; and, even if they did, how could
they help us?”
“Hark!” exclaimed Patty, again, and,
stilling the beating of their hearts, the
women again listened breathlessly. Once
more—above the dash, and the gurgle,
and the grinding and crackling, and thun
dering—came that faint, shrill sound.
Patty sprang to the window and threw it
wide:
“Saved! saved! They see us. They
have boats*—they are coming. On your
knees! on your knees! I say, and thank
God for his mercy!” and there in the out
pouring of that solemn thankegiving old
prejudices melted away, old grievances
were forgotten; and clinging together,the
women watched as with one heart and
soul—the frail boat struggling to their
rescue, through huge floating masses that
a hundred times would have crushed it in
to atoms, had it not been for the
skill and nerve of these who guided it.
From the very depths of despondency,
the spirit of Rachel rose to an almost ex
travagant height. She had recognized
her husband and son in the boat, and
confiding in their love and strength, made
sure of her escape. She jested about
their begrimmed aud disheveled condi
tion, and even something of the old
hardness, thongh much subdued, was ap
parent in her manner toward Patty, who
silent and anxious, watched eagerly eve
ry stroke of the oars, and noted every
sway and dip of the old mill, now
sorely shaken by rude contact with logs
and ice, and evidently in no small dan
ger of soon breaking up altogether.
Those in the boat perceived the grow
ing peril, and redoubled their exertions;
but when, after an agony of suspense,
that seemed a lifetime, they were at last
within hearing distance of the anxious
watchers, a new difficulty arose. IIow
was it possible to transfer the women to
the boat? To arrest the progress of the
building drifting with that mad current
was, of course, not to be thought of—to
fasten the boat and let it drift, even for
a moment, at the mercy of floating ice,
equally impracticable. Precions mo
ments were being wasted in discussion,
when, with one bold stroke, George
brought the boat close under the window
at which the women stood.
Jump!” he shouted, “it is your only
chance.”,
“Jump!” echoed Patty, pushing Rachel
forward; “be quick—the boat is swing
ing round already.”
Rachel glanced fearfully out on the
dark, heaving mass of water, and shrank
back.
No; do you go first. If a life is to be
lost, let it be mine. I have but a few
years more. "What does it matter?”
Patty hesitated. Argument was use
less with Rachel, whose terror was so ex
treme that, if left to herself, she would
have perished in the mill, rather than
make the required exertions and even the
seconds were precions, fraught as they
were, with their chances of life.
“Jump!” shouted George, once more."
Patty was a little woman, bnt now she
seized Rachel aronnd the waist, and
pushed her through the window as if she
had been a child, following herself with
the quickness of thought. Rachel fell
into her husband’s arms—Patty lighted
like a bird on one of the benches; and
then what a shout went np from those
who had crowded to the shore and wit
nessed the scene, breathless and motion
less with anxiety! Not one word spoke
Rachel Frost in all the toilsome row
homeward—not a syllable of reply did
she vouchsafe to congratulations of friends
or neighbors; nor once did she open her
month till fairly within her own doors.
Then she suddenly walked up to the as
tonished Patty, and dropped on her knees
before her.
“Here, where I have sinned,” said she
solemnly, “I ask pardon of God and then
of you. For all my injustice and unrea
sonable prejudice, you good, noble, true
hearted little woman, forgive me.”
Just fancy how the neighbors, who had
accompanied them home, and the bonnd
girl stared! and how the story spread
through the village, with as many ver
sions as narrators! Mrs. Frost had kneel
ed down and asked the Widow Patty
pardon, and the widow had boxed her
ears. Mrs. Frost had’gone on her knees
to the Widow Patty not to marry her son
George, and she had vowed she would
marry him in spite of her; Mrs. Frost
had begged the Widow Patty on her
knees to marry George, and Patty said
she would die first. Only on one point
were they all clear and unanimous: that
Mrs. Frost had kneeled to Patty. Of an
other point they were equally sure a week
afterward: that the Widow Patty had be
come Mrs. Frost.
to
Iasi Bay* or a Ureat Tragedienne
During these years I have been com
polled to so rapidly skim over, Mrs. Sid
dons was still advancing in fame and for'
tone. She had commenced at five pounds
a week, by 1804 she had advanced
twenty pounds a night, and in 1811 to fif.
ty guineas. She had purchased a house
in Gower street, the back of which she
describes as being “most effectually in
the country and most delightfully pleas
ant.” What a change in that neighbor
hood since those days! The limit of her
ambition had once been ten thousand
pounds; she had long since realized that
sum more than twice over, but doubtless
she would still have gone on accumulating
more, had there not come warnings that
her days of greatness were waning. She
had grown very stout and unwieldy, and
though her age did not warrant it, so
infirm, that after kneeling in a part she
had to be assisted to rise. Her acting
was becoming heavy, monotonous, and
stagey; the tenderness, the passion of her
younger days had passed away with her
youth and beauty, and the Isabella and
Belvidera that once wrung every heart,
over which Hazlitt confesses he had wept
outright during a whole performance, had
no affinity with that fat, sombre woman,
of whose awful demeanor, even in pri
vate life, so many stories have been told.
Another luminary, young, beantiful and
sympathetic, Miss O’Neill, was rising to
thrust her from her throne as she had
thrust others. And so it became necessa
ry to abdicate and lay down the laurel
crown Bhe had worn so long, ere it was
rudely plucked from her head. “I feel
as if I were ‘mounting the first step of a
ladder conducting me to the other world,”
she said sadly. Her farewell benefit
took place on the 29th of June, 1812. La
dy Macbeth was fitly chosen for her exit,
and at the end of the sleep-walking scene
a nobly artistic aadience insisted that the
curtain should there fall, so that the last
grand impression should not be disturb
ed. Yet her retirement did not make the
sensation that might have been expected
As it has been before said, her powers
were failing, and privately, the public
disliked her.—[ Temple Bar.
Subjection of the Miud to a. Domi
nant Idea—Mesmeric Sleep.
Tracing the history of marvels of dif
ferent kinds, Dr. Carpenter states that the
whole has been “a long succession of ep
idemic delusions, the form of which has
changed from time to time, whilst their
essential nature has remained the same
throughout; and that the condition which
nnderlies them all is the subjection of the
mind to a dominant idea. There is a
constitutional tendency in many minds to
be seized by some strange notion which
takes entire possession of them; so that
all the actions of the individual ‘thus pos
sessed’ are results of its operation.”
Placed on this footing, the Predominant
Delusion, be it a belief in witchcraft,
mesmerism or spiritualism is a kind of
monomaniacal frenzy. An absnrd idea
has got possession of the individual, and
no reasoning with him to the contrary
will have any effect in driving it out. He
will absolutely get out of temper if his
fanciful notions are go much as question
ed. Usually the monomania spreads;and
the more who suffer themselves to be af
flicted, the keener and more d monstra-
tivo does the delusion become. Certain
frantic religious ferments in past and re
cent times have been due to nothing else
than strange contagious influences of
which, after a time, when passion has
subsided, all are pretty well ashamed, and
fain to stifle out of disagreeable remem
brance. We happen to have seen several
of these prevalent crazes, droll in some
respects, but very pitiable. After such
mental disturbances, things, happily
shake themselves right at last, and all
goes on as usual. The fever has subsi
ded.
Mesmeric sleep, as it is called, is ordi
narily produced by Seemingly mystic
passes of the hands, and an intense con
centration of looks on the eyes of the
person operated upon. In it there is
nothing marvelous. Dr. Carpenter ex
plains that it “corresponds precisely in
character with what is known in medi
cine as ‘hysteric como;” the insensibility
being as profound while it lasts as in the
como or narcotic poisoning or pressure
on the brain; but coming on and passing
off with such suddenness as to show that
it is dependent upon some transient con
dition of the sensorium, which with our
present knowledge, we can pretty certain
ly assign to a redaction in the supply of
blood caused by a sort of spasmodic con
traction of the blood vessels.” This ex
planation, on a physiological basis con
siderably reduces the mystic character of
those mesmeric marvels in which the late
Dr. EUiot&on indulged at his public se
ances in Conduit srree - . It does not,
however, as we imagine, detract from
the medical value that may be attached
to the calming of the nervous system by
what is spoken of as mesmeric sleep. Mr.
Braid, a practicing surgeon in Manches
ter, ingeniously fell on the device of pro
ducing a profound mesmeric slnmber by
simply causing individuals to fix their
gaze determinedly at a cork stack at the
top of their nose. It was not surprising
that people should have been lolled by
being snbjeeted to this species of Hypno
tism. Ordinary sleep may in most in
stances be induced by keeping the lower
extremities perfectly still, and determin
edly fixing the attention on the act of
breathing through the nostrils.—[Cham*
bers'a Journal.
Children’s Column
PCZZK.ES FOR THE CHILDREN
For the Sunday Enquirer.
HIDDEN LAKES.
Do not kill Arney’s dog.
Rose St. Clair is married.
The church illy was attended.
I love her only too well,
I saw the mill in Oket’s farm.
Has the hornet stang any, Ika?
We call him Big Randolph.
Eliza! Izau is at home again.
Is Winne big! Osh is short but stout.
Poor Fred fell from his horse..
Let me see the grain you raised.
You must urge on your brother.
Qen Lee chased the Yankees.
Has Andy returned?
I do not believe in spiritualism.
In vain we traversed the woods.
He threw a big stone at a man.
’Tis a mountainous region.
Please put this in Claire's paper.
I saw a man ague-shaking.
At our picuic, Ara, guavas were plenty.
I can catch Ira quite early.
Pet enhanced her beauty:
My dear chap, a lady wants you.
Ou the Bay of Biscay mau never sails.
A CROSS-WORD PUZZLE.
My first is in baud but uot iu log.
My secoml is iu Mag but not lu Peg.
My third is in moor, hut uot iu stir.
My whole is a part of the humau body.
CHARADE.
My first conveys all news to you,
For better or for worse;
My second is au ornament,
Aud my whole is placed in my first.
Mattib Berrv.
Answer to square word enigma by Mattie Berry
published two guudayB ago;
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Horner,
laexe.
Olive,
Salem,
Milau,
Elham.
Evade,
Reave.
Renew,
Emmet,
Auswer to Locogriph—Ada—D 600.,
Answer to Diamoud Puzzle by Mattie Berry:,
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TOM
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Fatber at Play.
Such fun as we had one rainy day,
Wheu father was home aud helped us play I
We mado a ship aud hoisted sail,
And crossed the sea in a fearful gale—
But we hadn’t sailed into London town.
When captain and crew aud vessel went dowu!
Down, down in a jolly wreck,
With the captain rolling under the deck.
But ho broke out again with a lion’s roar,
And we on two legB, he on four,
Rau out of the parlor and up on the stair,
And frightened mamma and the baby there.
So mamma said she’d be p’liceman now,
And tried to ’rest us. Sue didn't know how!
Then the lion laughed aud forgot to roar,
Till we chased him ont of the nursery door.
And then he turned to a pouy gay,
And carried us all on his back away.
Wblppity, lickity, liickity liol
if we Hadn’t fun then I don’t kuow!
Till we tumbled off and he cantered on,
Nev r stopping to see if his load Was gone.
And I couldn’t tell any more than he
Which was Charlie or which was me,
Or which was Towser, for all in a mixL
You’d think three people had turned to six,
Till Towser’s tail was caught in the door;
Ue wouldn’t hurrah with us any more.
And mamma came out of the rumpns’to quiet,
And told us a story to break up the riot.
Lapland Babies.—I want to tell you
how the mammas away np in Lapland
keep their babies from disturbing the
ministers on Sabbaths. The Lapps are a
very religious people. They go immense
distances to hear their pastors. Every
missionary is sure of a large audience
and an attehtive one. He can hear a pin
drop—that is, if he should choose to drop
one himself; his congregation wonldn’t
make so much noise as that on any con
sideration. All the babies are outside
buried in the snow. As soon as the fami
ly arrives at the little wooden church,and
the reindeer is secured, the papa Lapp
Bhovels a snug little bed in the snow, and
the mamma Lapp wraps baby snngly in
skins, % and deposits it snngly therein;
then papa piles the snow around it, and
the dog is left to guard it while the pa
rents go into the church. Often twenty
or thirty babies lie out there in the snow
aroand the church, and I never have
beard of one that suffocated or froze—
smoke-dried little creature—I suppose
they are tough. But how would our soft,
tender, pretty, piuk-and- white babies
like it, do you think?
DRTUTTS PILLS
RAILROADS.
Scbenck’s Pulmonic Syrup,
fob the Cube of Consumption, Coughs
. and Colds.
The great virtue of this medicine is
that it ripens the matter and throws it out
of the system, purifies the blood and thus
effects a cure.
Schenok’b Sea Weed Tonic, fob the
Cube of Dyspepsia, Indigestion, etc.
The Tonic produces a healthy action of
the stomach, creating an appetite, form
ing chyle, and caring the most obstinate
cases of Indigestion.
Schenck’s Mandrake Pills, fob the
Cube of Liveb Complaint, etc.
These Pills are alterative, and produce
healthy action of the liver without the
least danger, as they are free from calo
mel, and yet more efficacious in restoring
healthy action of the liver.
These remedies are a certain cure for
Consumption, as the Pulmonic Syrnp
ripens the matter and purifies the blood.
The Mandrake Fills act upon the liver,
create a healthy bile, and remove all dis
eases of the liver, often a cause of Con
sumption. The Sea Weed Tonic gives
tone and strength to the stomach, makes
good digestion, and enables the organs
to form good blood; and thns creates a
healthy circulation of healthy blood. The
combined action of these medicines, as
thus explained, will care every case of
Consumption, if taken in time, and the
nse of the medicines persevered in.
Dr. Schenck is professionally at his
principal office, corner Sixth and Arch
Sts., Philadelphia, every Monday, where
all letters for advice mast be addressed.
Sohenok’a medicines for sale by all Drag-
gists. * sepl eodlm
Meet the wants of those who need a sale and
reliable medicine. The immense demand which
has so rapidly followed their introduction is
evidence that they do supply this want, and
proves them to be
WESTERN RAILROAD
THE MOST POPULAR PILL
■.jsixarar
ever furnished the American people. The high
est medical authorities concede their superiority
over all others, because they possess alterative,
tonic, and healing properties contained in no
other medicine. Being strongly Anti-Bilious,
they expel all humors, correct a vitiated state of
the system, and, being purely vegetable, they
do not, like other pills, leave the stomach and
bowels in a worse condition than they found
them, but, on the contrary', impart a healthy
tone and vigor before unknown.
|OUR WORDS INDORSED!
Dr. C. L. MITCHELL, Ft. Meade, Fla., says:
. . . “ l know the superiority of your pills,
and want to see them used instead of the worth
less compounds sold in this country.” . .
Rev. R. L. SIMPSON, LouisviUe, Ky., says:
- . . “ Tutt's pills are worth their weight
in gold." . . .
Had Sick Headache &. Piles 30 Years.
. . “/ am well. Gaining strength and
flesh every day." . . . R. S. "Austin,
Springfield, Mass.
He Defies Chills and Fever.
. - . “ With Tutt's fills, we defy chills.
Illinois owes you a debt of gratitude." . .
F. II. Ripley, Chicago, III.
Sold everywhere. Price 25 cents. Office,
35 Murray Street, New York.
TUTT’S HAIR DYE
Gray hair is changed to a glossy black by a
single application of this dye. It is easily ap
plied, acts like magic, and is as harmless as spring
water. Never disappoints. Sold by druggists-
Price $1.00. Office,35 .Murray Street, New York.
Doctors.
UK. €. E. ESTES.
Office Over Kent’s Drug Store.
ju»ly
Lawyers.
ALOUZO A. DOZIER,
Attorney and Counsellor at Law.
Office Over 126 Broad Street.
Practices in State and Federal Courts In
uoth Georgia and Alabama.
mklS’77 ly
CHARLES COLEMAN,
Attoruey-at-Law.
Up stairs over C. E. Hochstrasser’s store.
[febll,’77 tf]
BENNETT H. CRAWFORD,
Attorney and Counsel lor at Law.
Office over Frazer’s Hardware Store.
Jai4’77 ly
RKESB CRAWFORD. J. M. M’NEILL.
CRAW FOUR &. McIHLLL,
Attorneys and Counsellors at Law,
128 Broad Street, Columbus, Ga.
Janie,’76 ly
«. E. THOMAS,
Attorney and Counsellor at I,aw.
Off ion:
Over Hochstrasser’s Store, Columbus, Georgia.
[jan9,76 lyj
Louis F. Garrard
Mvkk H. Blandford.
BLANDFORD A UAKRAKI),
Attorneys and Counsellors at Law
Office No. 67 Broad street, over Wittich &
Kinsel’s Jewelry Store.
Will practice in the State and Federal Courts
sep4 ’76
Piano Tuning &c.
E. W. BLAU,
Repairer and Tuner of Pianos, Organs and
Accordeons. Sign Painting also done.
Orders may be left at J W Pease &. Nor
man’s Books tore.sep6, ’7 6
Watchmakers.
C. H. LEQC1N,
W atchiuakcr,
134 Broad Street, Columbus, Ga
Watches and Clocks repaired’ in the best
jyl,’7o
manner and warranted.
Tin and Coppersmiths.
WH. FEE,
Worker in Tin, Sheet Iron, Copper
Orders irom abroad promptly attended to.
jyl,’76 No. 174 Broad Street.
REAL ESTATE AGENTS.
JOHN BLACKMAR,
Georgia Home Building, next to Telegraph
Office, COiumbus, Ga.,
Real Estate, Brokerage and Insurance
Agency.
HAND WARRANTS BOUGHT.
Reier, by permission, to Banks of this city.
[ nov3,’76 tf 1
GROCERIES.
J.J.&Wl
91 Broad Street,
HEALERS IN
FAMILY GROCERIES,
P KESERYED JELLIES,
FOREIGN and DOMESTIC FRUITS,
CONFECTIONERY—a choice stock,
PICKLES—All Best Brands, in any
quantity,
CANNED FRUITS,
VEGETABLES and MEATS,
MAGNOLIA HAMS, BEEF TONGUES,
FERRIS’ BREAKFAST BACON,
A CHOICE LOT NEW ORLEANS
SYRUP,
APPLE VINEGAR,
SPARKLING CIDER ON TAP—Very
Nice,
THE BEST 5c. CIDER IN THE CITY,
DUDLEY’S BOLTED MEAL-in and
%-bushel sacks, put up for family use. Try it.
1^* Our Goods are selected for fam
ily trade. We guarantee all we sell.
J. J. & W. R. WOOD.
ColumbuN, (ia.
oct.R-eorll y
DEJN TISTRY.
Dr. J. M. MASON, D. D. S.,
Office Over Enquirer-Sun Office,
COLUMBUS, GA.,
C UKES Diseased Gums anil
other diseases of the Mouth;
cures Abscessed Teeth; inserts'
Artificial Teeth: fills Teeth with
Gold, or cheaper material if desired.
Ail work at reasonable prices and gauran-
edte. , feb21 d&wly
RUST PROOF OATS!
1,000 Bushels
J. H. Bass' Rust-Proof Oats-
Also, 100 N. 0. Empty SYRUP BARRELS,
For Sale at I. JOSEPH’S
sep!6 dim Wholesale Grocery Store.
W- F. TIG NER. Dentist,
Over Mason’s Drug Stour,
Randolph Street, Columbus. Ga.
>*311 v
$2508
A TEAR. Agents wanted. Busi
ness legitimate. Particulars free.
WORTH A CO.. St.Lvuia, Kg,
OF ALABAMA.
Cclumbus, Ga., Sept, 16,1877.
Trains Leave Columbus
AS FOLLOWS
Southern Mail.
12:59 p.iu.,arrives at Montgomery. 6:14 p m
Mobile 5:25 a m
New Or leans. 11:25 a m
Selma 8:05 p m
Atlanta....... 7:15 am
Atlanta Northern
Mail.
7J00 a. ni., arrives at Atlanta 2:20 r m
Washington . 0:45 P M
Baltimore....11:30 pm
Now York... 6:i5am
ALSO BY THIS TRAIN
Arrive at Montgomery.... 3:08 r m
TRAINS ARRIVE AT COLUMBUS
From Montgomery and Southwest..10:66 a m
“ “ .. 6:05 P M
From Atlanta and Northwest 6:06 p m
Air- This Train, arriving at Columbus at
5:05 P. M., leaves Atlanta at 9:30 a in.
E. P. ALEXANDER,
President.
CHARLES PHILLIPS, Agent.
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Mobile & Girard R. 11.
a N 7* ■ *1
Columbus, Ga., Sept. I, 1377.
Double Dally Passenger Train
M AKING close connection at Union
Springs with Montgomery and Eufaula
Trains to and Irom Eulaula and Montgomery
and points beyond.
This is the only line making close connection
at Montgomery with S. & N. Alabama Train
for the Northwest.
Passcngcn
ger and
Mail Train Fr't Train
Leave Columbus 2:20 p m 8:3<> p m
Arrivo at Union Springs.. 6:65 p m 12:25 a m
** Tfoy 8:00 p M
“ Eufaula 6:00 a m
“ Montgomery .... 7:55 pm
“ Mobile 5:25 a m
“ New Orleans....11:25 a m
“ Nashville 7:50 p at
“ Louisville 3:45 a m
“ Cincinnati 8:10 a at
“ St. Louis 4:00 pm
“ Philadelphia 6:50 p M
“ New York 10:05 p m
Leave Troy 12:50 a m
Arrive at Union Springs.. 2:40 a at
Leave Union Springs 3:10 a m
Arrive at Columbus 7:10 a m
“ Opelika 9:oo a m
“ Atlanta 2:20 p m
“ Macon 3:08 p m
“ Savannah 7:16 a m
Passengers lor Eulaula leaving Columbus
at 8:30 p m daily arrive In Eulaula at ti o’clock
A h daily. Through Coach with Sleeping Car
accommodation on Mail Train between Colum
bus and Montgomery.
\V. JL- CLARK,
6 oo a m
6:40 A M
4:00 P M
9:30 P M
7:50 p M
3:45 A M
8:10 A M
4:00 P M
6:50 p M
10:05 p M
6:40 P ivr
11:65 A M
D. E. WILLIAMS,
General Ticket Agent.
Superintendent.
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Central and Southwestern
Railroads.
Savannah, Ga., March 8, 1877.
O N AND AFTER SUNDAY, March
11, Passenger Trains on the Central anu
Southwestern Railroads and Branches will
run as follows:
TRAIN NO. 1, GOING NORTH AND WEST
Leaves Savannah 9:20 a m
Leaves Augusta 9:15 a m
Arrives at Augusta 4:45 p m
Arrives at Macon 6:45 p m
Leaves Macon for Atlanta 9:16 p m
Arrives at Atlanta 6:03 a m
Making close connections at Atlanta with
Western and Atlantic Railroad tor all points
North and West.
COMING SOUTH AND EAST.
Leaves Atlanta 10:4o p m
Arrives at Macon 6:45 a m
Leaves Macon 7:00 a m
Arrives at Milledgeville 9:44 a m
Arrives at Eatonton 11.30 a m
Arrives at Augusta 4:45 p M
Arrives at Savannah 4:00 p m
Leaves Augusta 9:15 a t*
Making connections at Augusta lor the
North and East, and at Savannah with the
Atlantic and Gulf Railroad for all points in
Florida.
TRAIN NO. 2, GOING NORTH AND WEST
Leaves Savaunah 7:30 p m
Arrives at Augusta 6:0n a m
1.eaves Augusta 8:05 pm
Arrives at Milledgeville 9:44 a m
Arrives at Eatonton 11:30 a m
Arrives at Macon 8:00 a m
Leaves Macon for Atlanta 8:40 a m
Arrives at Atlanta 2:16 p m
Leaves Macon for Albany and Eu
faula 8:20 A M
Arrives at Eufaula 3:19 p m
Arrives at Albany 2:io p at
Leaves Macon for Columbus 9;33 a m
Arrives at Columbus 1:13 v m
Trains on this schedule for Macon, Atlanta,
Columbus, Eufaula and Albany daily, making
close connection at Atlanta with Western it
Atlantio and Atlanta & Richmond Air Lino.
At Eufaula with Montgomery and Eulaula
Railroad; at Columbus with Western Rail
road of Alabama, and Mobile and Girard
Railroad.
Train on Blakely Extension Leaves Albany
Mondays,Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays.
COMING SOUTH AND EAST.
Leaves Atlanta 1:40 p m
Arrives at Macon from Atlanta 6 65 p m
Leaves Albany 10:00 a m
Leaves Eafaula 8:05 p m.
Arrives at Macon from Eufaula and
Albany 4 10 p m
Leaves Columbus 11.19 a m
Arrives at Macon from Columbus.... 3:11 p m
Leaves Macon 7:35 pm
Arrives at Augusta 6:0u a m
Leaves Augnzta 8:05 p m
Arrives at Savannah 7:15 a m
Making connections at Savannah with At-
antic and Gulf Railroad for all points in Flor
ida.
Passengers for Milledgeville and Eatonton
will take train No. 2 from Savannah and train
No. 1 from Maeon, which trains connect daily
except Monday, lor these points.
WILLIAM ROGERS.
General Supt. Central Railroad, Savannah.
w. a. Raoul,
Supt. Southwestern Railroad, Maeon.
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