<* OOVI VGTON, G,V, NOV"*, 18C3.
It is not all in Bringing Up.
It is not all in “ bringing up,”
Let folks say wlut llioy will;
To silver scour a pewter cuj>,
It will bo newter still.
JEtcn lie of eld, w ise Salomon.
• jUTfio KaiJ **‘ train up a child',”
If I niistmko trot, lmd u pou
Prove rattle-brained and wild.
A man of mark, who fain would pass
For lord of sea and land,
May have the ‘raining of a son.
And bring him up full grand :
May give him all the wealth of lore,
Os college and of school,
Jet, after all, may make uo more •
Than just a decent fool.
Another, raised by Penury,
Upon her bitter bread.
Whose road to knowledge is like that
The good to heaven must tread.
Has got a spark of Nature’s light,
He’ll fan it to a flame.
Till in its burning letters bright
The world rosy read his lame.
If it were all in “ bringing up,”
In counsel and restraint,
Some rascals had been honest men
I’d been myself a saint.
0! ’tis not all in *‘bringing up,”
Let folks sav what they wijjl;
Neglect may dim a silver cup,
It will bo silver still.
Bill Arp on the State of the Country.
“ Sweet land of Liberty, of thee I sing.”
Not much 1 don t, not cl tins time.—
If there’s anything sweet about liberty
In this part of the vineyard, 1 can't see
it. The land's good enuf and 1 wouldn't
mind hearin a hytne or two about the
dirt 1 live on, but as fur findin sugar and
liberty in Georgy soil, its all a mistake.
Ilowsumever, I'm hopeful. I'm much
calmer and sereener than I was a few
months ago. 1 begin to feel kindly to
wards all people, except some. 1 m now
•endcavorin to he a great national man.—
I’ve taken up a motto of no North, no
South, no East, no West; but let me
tell you my triend, I’ll bet on Dixie as
long as 1 have got a dollar. Its no harm
to run both skedules. In fakt its highly
harmonious to do so. I’m a good Union
reb, and my battle cry arc Dixie and the
But you see my fiend, we are gettin
.restless about some things. The war had
bekum mighty heavy on us, and after the
big collapse, we thought it was over for
good. We had killed folks and killed
folks until the novelty of the tiling lm-1
wore ofT, and we were mity nigh played
out all over. Children were increasin,
and vittels diminishin. By a close calcu
lashun it was purseeved that we didn’t
kill our enemies as fast as they was im
ported, and about those times i thought
it was a pity some mirakle of grace hadn’t
cut off the breed of furriners sonic 1-S or
20years ago. Then you would have seen
a fair fight. Gen. Shurmen wouldn’t
have walked over the track, and l lyses
would have killed more men than he did
—of his own side. I have always tlio’t
that a General ought to be pertikler which
side' he was sacrifisin.
Well, if the war is over, what:, the use
of fillin up our towns and cities with sol
diers any longer. M h -re's your rckon
strucksliun that the paper.; say is goin on
so rapidly? Where’s the liberty and
freedom V The fakt is, General Shurmen
and his caterpillars made such a clean
sweep of everything I don t sec; much to
rekonstrukt. They took so many liber
ties around here that there s miry liberty
left. I could have rekonstruekted a
thousand sieh States before ti,.s. Any
body could. There wasn’t nuthin to do
but jest go off and let us alone. We’ve
got plenty of Statesmen —plenty of men
for Governor, .loe Brown aint dead—
lie’s a waitin —standin at the door with
liis hat off. Then wliats the soldiers here
lor—what good arc they doin—who wants
to see ’em any longer ? Everybody’s
tired of the war, and we don t want to
see any more signs of it. Ihe niggers
dont want ’em, and the white men dont
want ’em, ar.d as for the wimmiu—whoo
pee ! I golly! Well, tlicres no us t a taik
in—when the stars tall again maybe the
wimmin will be harmonized. Ihe male
bisnoss —that oath about, geltir. letters !
Gee-tiger! They always was jealous
about the males anyhow, and that ’ar
order jest broke the camil s back. W ell
1 must confess that it was a powerful
small concern. 1 would try to sorter
smooth it over if I knowd what to say, j
but I dont. If they was afeervd <>! the
wimmin why didn’t they say so? II they |
wasn’t, vvliat do they make cm swur for !
Jest to aggravate cm ? Didnt they know
that the best way to harmonize n man,
was to harmonize bis wife first ? What
harm can the wimmin do by receivin their
letters oath free ? They cant vote, nor
they cant preach, nor hold ofiis, nor pi ay
soldier, nor muster, nor wear breeches,
nor ride straddle, nor cuss, nor chaw ter
backer, nor do nulhin hardly but talk an
write letters. 1 beam that a valiant ker
nel made a woman put up her fan bekause
it had a pictur of Borygard on it. W ell j
shea harmonized, I reckon. Now the
trubblc of all sich is that after these bay
onits leave here and go home, these pet
ticoat tyrants cant come back no more.
Some Georgy fool will mash tho juice out
of them, sertin, and that wouldnt be nei
ther harmonyus nor helthy. Better let
the wttnmin alone.
Then there is another thing I am wait
in for. Why dont they rekonstrukt the
niggers if they arc ever goin to do. it ?
Theyve give em a powerful site of free
dom, and devlish little else. Here is the
big freedmens buro, and the little buros
all over the country, and the papers are
full of grand orders and special orders,
and parvgrafs, hut I’ll bet a possum that
sum ot em steels my wood this winter or
freezes to deth. Freedmens buro ! freed
mens humbug I say. Jest when the corn
needed plowin the worst, tne buro rung
the bell and tolled all the niggers to town,
and the farmers lost their craps, and now
the freedmen is gitun cold and hungry,
and wants to go back, and there aint
nothin for cm to go to. But ircedom is
a'big thing. Ilurraw for freedoms buro !
Sweet land ol liberty, of thee I don't
sing! But its all right. lam for free
dom myself. Nobody wants any more
slavery. If the aboiishunists had let us
alone we would have fixed it up right a
long time ago, and we can fix it up row.
The buro aint fixed it, and it aint a goiii
to. It dont know any thing about it. Our|
people have got a heap more feelin for
the poor niggc r than any abolisliunist. —
We are as poor as Job, Out I’ll bet a dol
lar we can i nis more money hero in Home,
Georgy, to build a nigger church than
they did in Bostown. The papers Bay •
that after goin round for three weeks, tho j
Bostown Christians raised thirty seven,
dollars to build a nigger church in Savan
nah. They arc powerful <n theory, but
devlish scace in practice.
But its no use a talkin. Everybody
will know by waitin whose been foold.—
Mr. Johnson says lies gwine to experi
ment, tliats all he ran do now—its all any
body can do. Mr. Johnson’s head is j
level. I am for him, and every body
' ought to be for him—only hes powerful
I slow about some things. I amt a wor
shippin him. Ho never made me. 1
hear folkshollerin liurraw for Andy John-]
! son, and the papers Bay, oh ! lies for us,
lies all right, lies our friend. Well,spose
he is, hadn’t lie ought to be ? Did you
! expekt him to be a dog, or a black re
publican pup. Bekause lie aint a liangin
of us, is it necessary to be playin liipoerit
around the foot stool of power, and mu
kin out like he was the greatest man in
the world, and we was the greatest sin
„C„ ? Whoso sorry ’ Wlh-j-0 ITpOntin ?
Who aint proud of our people ? Wltoj
loves our enemies ? Nobody but a din ned
I sneak. I say let cin hang and be hanged
to cm, before I’d hog em for grace.
Wriars Sokratecs, and wharsCato ? But
if Andy holds liis own, the countrys safe,
provided these general assembly’s and si-!
nods, and Bishops conventions will keep •
the devil and Biownlow tied. Hi res n.
passel of slink hearted fellers who played ■
torv jest to dodge the bullits or save pro
perty, now a howlin about for ofiis want
everything bekause they was for Union.
They was for themselves, thats all they
was for. and they aint a goin to git the i
; offises neither. Mr. Johnson aint got no
more respekt for em than 1 have. M e
want to trade em off. By lioky, we will
1 give two of cm for one copperhed, and
ax nothin to boot. Let cm shinny on
their own side, and git over among the
folks who dont want us rekonstrukted. —
I’hars them newspaper scribblers who
slip down to the edge of Dixey every 24
hours, and peep over at us on tip toe.--:
Then they run back a puffin and blowin
with a strait coat tail, and holler out, “ lie
aint dead, he aint dead, lookout every
body. lam jest from thar ; seen his too
move; heard him grunt; lies a goin to,
rise agin. Dotit withdraw the soldiers, ■
but send down more troops immediately.
And licres your Harpers Weekly a headin
all sieh—a gassin lies and slanders in cv-%
ery issue—makin insubin pickters in eve
ry-sheet; hreedin evcrlastin discord, and
cliawin bigger than ever since we’re licked.
Wish old Stonewall had cotch these Har-j
pers at their ferry, and we boys bad a
knowd they was goin to keep up this dev-|
ilmcnt so long. We’d a made baptists of
them sertin, payroll or no payroll. Ilur-j
raw for a brave soldier, I say. reb or no
reb, yank or no yank ; hurraw tor a man
ly foe and a generous victor; liurraw for
our side too, I golly r , excuse me, but such i
expressions will work their way out some
times, brakes or no brakes.
But Urn for Mr. Johnson. I’m for all
the Johnsons; its a bully name. Thar’s
our Governor, who aint a goin at a dis
count ; and tliar’s Andy who is doin pow
erful veil considerin, and thar’s the hero
of Shiloh—peace to his noble ashes.
And thar’s Joe ; my bully Joe ; would
1 not walk ton miles of a rainy night to
see them hazel cyV-s, and feci the grip ol ■
his soldier hand. Didn’t my rooster al- j
ways clap his wings and crow whenever j
he passed our quarters ? “ Instinct told
him that he was the true prince,’ and it
would make any body brave to be nigh
him. I like rill the* Johnsons, even to
Sam—L. C. Ho never levied on me if,
lie could got round it. For 20 years rue i
and Sain have been workin together in
the justice court. I was an everlasting
defendant, and Sam tho Constable, but
lie never sold my property nor skeered
Mrs. Arp. Ilnrraw for the Johnsons !
Well, on the whole, theres a heap of
things to be thankful for. I m thankful
the war is over; thats the big thing. Then
I’m thankful I aint a black republican
pup. I’m thankful that Thad. Stevens
and Sumner, and Phillips, nor none of
their left- aint no kin to vie. l’m thankful
for tho high privilege of liatin all sieh.
I’m thankful I live in Dixey, in the State
of Georgy ; and our Governor aint named
Brownlow. Poor Tennessee! I golly,
didn’t she catch it! Andy Johnsons
pardons wont do rebs much good there.
Tkeyd better get one from the devil if
they expekt to pass. Wonder what made
Providence nfflikt cm with such a cuss.
But I cant dwell on sich a subjekt. Its
highly demoralfzin and unprofitable.
* “ R*reet land of Liberty, of tlieo
1 etui Id liol sing in Tcimes. ee.”
But then we’ve had a circus once more,
and-3Sfl£ the clown play round, and that
makes up for a heap of trouble. In fact
its the best sign of rekonstrukskun 1 have
P. S.—And they Hawld Grants cabbin
a thousand miles. Well ! Sherman’s
1 war horse stayed in my stable one night.
I want to sell the stall to some yankee
State Fair. As our people aint the sort
that runs after big folkes things, the stall
aint no more than any other stall to me.
State Fairs, its for sale. I suppose that
Harpers Weekly or Frank Lesly will paint
! a pickier of it soon, by drawin on their
imagination. B. A.
Aitcmus Ward and the Mormons.
Art An us Ward’s new talk on the Mor- j
mens is rather funny. Here are some of
the hits :
Brigham Young has eighty wives, be
-1 sides those which are only “ scaled,” and
not with him.
lie loves not wisely,
Anil two (hundred) well.
The Vice President has two thousand
head of cattle, and two hundred head of
wives. They have an awful appetite. 1
j thoughtlessly gave a family ticket to an
' elder to attend my lecture. He came and
filled the whole house. ’Twas a success
that night, but I didn’t get any money.
The seventeen wives of a deceased elder
tried to make me a Mormon and marry
I them. They wept; they heaved a sigh,
,;i xyuteen sighs—a sigh of considerable
' size?) They put their soft white hands in
mine—seventeen hands surrounding me.
There I was alone, away from my pati
ents ! I exclaimed, “I hope you have
no dishonorable intentions !’’ As I took
myself away, they said, in their grief,
“ Its too ntuc-h!’’ That was just the
thing that troubled me in their request;
and I said, “It it too much !”
When captured by the Indians, I saw
descending on tne the glistening toma
hawk in the morning - light. I had nore-|
inforcetncnts, no pontoons, no last ditch
with me, and I had no female attire, or (
Scotch cap, so 1 says boldly, 1 surrender ! '
I was allowed to march out with my side \
arms and green cotton umbrella, which my |
aunt at Saracap had given me. I didn’t
feel afraid ; not I ; for I had exposed my
life before. 1 once stood at Ccntretillc
and saw thousands of bullets—those lead
en messengers of death —thousands of
them passing close by me—packed in
boxes and wagons,
A Thick Headed Husband. —A piou3
old lady, who was too unwell to attend
her meetings, used to send her thick head
ed husband to church to find out the text
the preacher selected as the foundation of
liis discourse. The poor dunce was rarely
fortunate enough to remember the words
of the text, or even the chapter and verse
where they could be found; but one Sab
bath lie run home in hot haste, and with
n of self-satisfaction on his face,
informed Lis wife that he could repeat ev
ery word without missing a syllable.
The words were :
‘■An angel came down from Heaven
and look a live coal from the altar.’’
“ Well let us have the words of the
text,” remarks the pious lady.
“ l know every word,’’ replied the thick
“I am very anxious to hear it,” con
tinued the wife,
“They arc very nice words,” lie ob
“ 1 am glad your memory is improving,
but don’t keep me in suspense, my dear.’’
| “Just get your big Bible and I will say
; the words, by licari. Why I said them
a hundred times on my way home.”
“ Well, now let’s hear them.”
“Ahem! ‘An Ingen came clown from
New Haven and took a live colt by the
tail and jerked him out of the halter!”
| was the final response.
C. C. WINDER,
(Post Office Building,)
COVINGTON , GEORGIA,
LADIES’ DRESS GOODS,
Hoop Skirts, (Thompson's Best,)
Hosiery, . ' ' '
Ladies' lints <t Shoes,
Gents’ Hals, and Shoes,
Paper Collars, and Ties,
Homespuns, Toweling, Coat Trimmings, Combs
and Brushes, &c., &c.
Sugar, Coffee, Starch, Soda, Soap, Candles,
Spices, Sardines, Mackerel, Copperas, In
digo, Malder, Blue Stone, Snuffs, To
bacco, Cigars, Oysters, Lobsters.
Pickles, &c., &c,
All so. - Sale Cheap for Cash, or Exchanged for
WTAIifTED.-DRIED PEACHES A BEES
WAX, for which the Highest Market Price will
be Paid. C. C. WINDER.
November 4 1865.
CHARLES & SIP G CAMP!
South-east Corner of the Square
(CAMP’S OLD CORNER.)
Ur i) (!sooK
PROVISIONS, BACON, AND FLOUR,
15 jorriSi Tubs, Bucket*, A'c.
A Fine Assortment of
Iv ERO S1 N E LAMPS,
LAMP CHIMNEYS, <fc SHADES.
Keen constantly on band the Best
Fine Quality Potash.
A Beautiful Assortment of
"STANKEE NOTIONS, &0.
Cotton, Co,n '
Meal, , O'' 9 ’
Peas, Dil'd Fruit,
Corn Whiskey, Peach Brandy,
Butler, 'Egg*. and Poultry
Old Cotton Waste, Cotton U ‘g*.
For which the Highest Maiket Prices will
Call and Examine our Stock
before buying elsewhere.
r.Cloth bought from us will be CUT FUEL OF
CII \IIGE. Coats, Vests, and Pants cut m Urc
Style to suit the Buyer, and Warrauted to Ml.
When the Goods are bought elsewhere, wc churgc
For Cutting a Coat, 30 cents,
Vest and rants, eaeh, 2»
Georgia Rail Road, Central Rail Road,
and City Council of Augusta Bank Bills
taken at Par for Goods.
Nov. 6, 1860. C. i S. G. CAMP.
C« L BOwKEB, JOSEPH HARRIS
BOWKER & HARRIS,
(At theix Old Stand,)
HAVE on hand and are constantly receiving
a Largo and well Selected Stock of
Consisting in part of
LADIES’ DRESS GOODS,
OF EVERY DESCRIPTION,
Gents 1 Furnishing Goods,
Gents’ Ladies' and Misses,
I’ioots # S|oes,
HATS efc CAPS.
HOSIERY, HOOP SKIRT 3
3ST o t i o n s.
TOILET ARTIC L 22 9,
And Everything else usually kept in a First
Class BUY GOODS Eslabli hment.
Kerosine Oil, and Lamps,
DYE STUFFS, of all Kinds.
CROCKERY AND GLASS-WARE.
BAGGING & ROPE,' •'
Aml a great many other things too tedious to
'Vo wi’l pay the MnrVet Prices f*>r
all kinds of COUNTRY PRODUCE.
Hive us a Call ant] Examine our Coils.
’ Covington , Ca , Xov. 7, 1805»
JAMES 1). McCAY,
DEAI. i: It I X
Mnrr cll ’ * Building",
Covington, Georgia, Nor. 4, 1865.
Dr. 0. S. PROPIIITT
Has again opened liis business in
where he intends keeping on hand,
PAWTS, Oils, f DYESTUFFS.
, Also a Lui of
Concentrated Preparations, Fluid Extracts,
and is putting up his
Liver Medicines, Female Tonic,
Vermifuge, Anti-Bilious Fills,
and many other preparatiops.
Wi'l give prompt attention to all orders.
Covington, Ga. t Xov. 4, 1^65.