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(SSpgiit ®iitffprisK <* 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 Union. 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 yit observed. Yourn, ho.dn, BILL ARP. 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. Rome Courier. 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 headed husband. “I am very anxious to hear it,” con tinued the wife, “They arc very nice words,” lie ob served. “ 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, DEALER IN LADIES’ DRESS GOODS, Calicoes, Delaines, Meiiuocs, Hoop Skirts, (Thompson's Best,) Hosiery, . ' ' ' Handkerchiefs, Ladies' lints <t Shoes, Dress Trimmings. Ladies' Belts, Gents’ Hals, and Shoes, Paper Collars, and Ties, Perfumery, Pocket Cutlery, Pocket Books, Homespuns, Toweling, Coat Trimmings, Combs and Brushes, &c., &c. CONFECTIONERIES. GEOCERIES. 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 Country Produce. 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.) COVINGTON, GEORGIA DEALERS IN Ur i) (!sooK GEOOEBIES, PROVISIONS, BACON, AND FLOUR, BOOTS, SHOES, Hardware, Cutlery, 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 ELEROSIUE OIL. Fine Quality Potash. A Beautiful Assortment of "STANKEE NOTIONS, &0. WILL BUY 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 he Paid. Call and Examine our Stock and PRICES, 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,) COVINGTON, GEORGIA, HAVE on hand and are constantly receiving a Largo and well Selected Stock of DRY GOODS, 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. FAMILY GROCERIES, Kerosine Oil, and Lamps, DYE STUFFS, of all Kinds. CROCKERY AND GLASS-WARE. HARDWARE. CUTLERY. BAGGING & ROPE,' •' Aml a great many other things too tedious to mention '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 GROCERIES. Mnrr cll ’ * Building", Covington, Georgia, Nor. 4, 1865. Dr. 0. S. PROPIIITT Has again opened liis business in where he intends keeping on hand, DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAWTS, Oils, f DYESTUFFS. , Also a Lui of BOTANIC MEDICINES. Concentrated Preparations, Fluid Extracts, and is putting up his Liver Medicines, Female Tonic, ANODYNE PAIN-KILLER, Vermifuge, Anti-Bilious Fills, and many other preparatiops. Wi'l give prompt attention to all orders. Covington, Ga. t Xov. 4, 1^65.