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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; l a Horner, laexe. Olive, Salem, Milau, Elham. Evade, Reave. Renew, Emmet, Auswer to Locogriph—Ada—D 600., Answer to Diamoud Puzzle by Mattie Berry:, N PIT NIX N TOM N 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. decl8 tf 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. my9 tf 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. feb5 tf A PHYSIOLOGICAL View of Marriage! 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