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g 00 i- R ANNUM ilrofcssional (Carts. u. »• menu y, , E N T I 8 TANARUS, covinoton, qkokoia. - i| REDUCED Iirs:PRICEB, so tliftt all who have been so unfort,u- ITh yT> mite ns to lose »l«*si ■ natural Teeth have their pieces supplied by Ait, at very 1 cost Teeth Filled at reasonable prices, j n * or |j faithfully executed, Office north side I Squuie- —1 "'" ,t JOHN s. 0 AII ROLL, dentist COVINGTON, GEORGIA. Teeth Filled, or Sew Teeth Inserted,ln SSI, he best. Style, and on ReasonableTornu ar of R. King’s Store tf | jAM K S M . LEV V , fatchrnaker & Jeweler, East side of the Square, ‘ GEORGIA, Llre^iTiV’prepared to Repair Watches, Clocks l Jewelrv in thebest style. Particular at.tcn !n vlren to repairing Watcl.cs injured by in M.feteut workmen. All work warranted. DRS. DEARINC & PRINCLE fiVIN'O associated themselves in the Prac tice of MEDIC I NIC and SURGERY, offer l, ir professional services to the ciiir.ens of .Vton county. Tmv have opened an nth eon ..East side of the Square, (next, door to S ■wai r>'s Store,) an.! are prepared to attend to 1 calls promptly- They have also n caiefully lacteii assortment of the ery Best Medicines, id will give their personal attention to Com ,unding Prescriptions, for Physicians and hen. Kieial attention given to Chronic Diseases At nwlit Dr. Peaking will he found at, his isidencc, and Dr. Phinolb at his rooms iranie »Ulv over the Store of C. 11. Sanders & 1!ro. cy If), 25tf JOSEPH Y. TINSLEY, Vatchmaker & Jeweler I, fully prepared to Repair Watches, Clock, id Jewelrv, in the best Style, at short notice. 11 Work Done at Old Prices, and Warranted. 2d door below the Court House.—6tf FIRE INSURANCE AIiEVCY. TJE represent, t-vo FIRST CUASS Eire In i' suruiice Companies, T.he Southern Mutual Os Athene, Gc< rgia, an l he Georgia Home, of Columbus, Ge rgia. ompani-s which have noSuperifes. and very w equals, in the essentials of gotd manage icnl, and good faith. We arc prepared to take rid invi'e the usual risks at fair r tea. . M. Pace, ANDERSON & PACE. I’. AXMMtiff. #•# INDERSON & HUNTER Ar# constantly receiving resh and Seasonable Goods! All of which they propose to sell at the OWE9T CASH PRICES! re also closing out several lines of Goods -At and Below Cost! — AQENT S F O II gricultnrnl Implements, Clover and Grass Seeds, And several of the best TAND Alt D F K UTILIZE It S. m. 14, —4Gtf I woqkl respectfully inform the citizens of Newton, and adjoining counties, that I have opened a ADDLE and HARNESS SHOP i north side public Square in COVINGTON, l ere I am prepared to make 'o ord-r, Harness, ddles, Ac , or Repair the same a*, short notic', 'd m the best style. ' ts JAMES D. BROWN EW WAREHOUSE FIRM. j' w. doughty, (wh<>, f r tweutv-four i • years prior to 18<>5, was actively engaged •he Cotton Factorage and Commission btyi >»l and WILBEUFORCE DANIEU, (late of ■ fi'm of If. F. Russell A 0.,) have entered ;o Uosaktsr.sSuip, under the firm of £ YV. DOUCHTY, «t CO., and offer their services to their l-lends and the hlie ns OTTON FACTORS asp Commission Merchants. I heir office and storage are in i he well known 'l uontmodiotis warehouse buildings formerly I'tpied hy Bust in A Walker, on Mclntosh set. Ihe charge for sol'i g Cotton wi Ibe ONE 41,1. AR a Bale f.,r all eu-toiners. sities who hare Cotton In store, and desire tison-ble advancs in cash will bo acconnno- K. W. DOUGHTY, WIUBFRFORCK DANIEU. gusta, September 1, 1868.—lmSD f * C. COURTNEY, &. CO., F ACTOR 8 AND COMMISSION MERCHANTS, '• Boyce's Wharf, Charleston, S. C. c . COCRTNET, Roar, Murdoch, ja*. S MURDOCK t( CEO. J. HOWARD, tOCER AND COMMISSION MERChANT Marietta street, Uu,a > Georgia. h's tor ad descriptions of Groceries til ed ■ ’West Market Prices. ■'Onsigonse.jts „f C,u, try Prodase solicited raa ' te returns promptly.—amso THE GEORGIA ENTERPRISE. DR. O. S. PROPHITT, Covington Gbuhgia. Will still continue his business, where lie intend* keeping on hand a good supply of Drugs, Medicines, Paints, Oils, Dye SlutTs, Together with a Lot of Botanic Medicines, f\ cent rated Preparations, Fluid Extracts. Ac. He is also putting up his Liver 3VEoc3.ioin.ets, FEMALE TONIC, ANODYNE PAIN KILL IT Vcrisiiftise, Anfl-BSliotiN I’ill*. and many other preparations, {■•gf Will give prompt, attention to nil orders PARTICUI.AIt NOTICE. Her.after NO MEDICINE WILL BE DELIV BRED, or SERVICE RENDERED, except for ITC SJ XX You nee not call unless you are prepared to PAY CaSII, fori wid not Keep Books. Oct. 11 18C7. 0, S. PROPHITT. Rail Road Schedules, Georgia Railroad. E. W. COLE, General Superintendent. Day Passenger Train (S tin days excepted,) leaves Augusta at 7 am; leave Atlanta at 5 a m ; ar rive at Augusta at 8.45 p m ; arrive at Atlanta at 6.80 p m. , , , Night Passenger Train .caves Augusta at 10 p.m ; leaves Atlanta at 5.40 p m : arrives at Augusta at 8 00 a m ; arrives at Atlanta at 7.45 a in. Passengers for Milledgeville, Washington and Athens, Ga„ must take the day passenger train from Aimusta and Atlanta, or intermediate points. Passengers for West Point, Montgomery. Selina, and intermediate points, can take either train. For Mobile, and New Orleans, must leave Augusta on Night Passenger Train, at 10 p.m. Passengers for Nashville, Corinth, Grand Junc tion, Memphis, Louisville, and St. Louis, can take either troiirnnd make close ccUMCtious. Through Tickets and baggage cheeked through to the above places. Sleeping cars on all night pas senger trains. MACON k AUGUSTA RAILROAD. E. W. COLE, C.en’l Sup’t. Leave Camak daily at 12.40 r. M.; arrive at M Pledge ville at 4.20 p M.; leave Milledgeville at (>.40 A. M.; arrive at Camak at 10.15 A. M. „ Passeno-ers leaving any point on the Georgia is. R bv Day Passenger train, will make close connec tion at Camak for Milledgeville, Eatonton, and all intermediate points on the Macon ,C Augusta road, and for Macon. Passengers leaving Milledgeville at 6.45 a. m., reach Atlanta and Augusta tlie same SOUTH CAROLINA RAILROAD. ][. T. Peaks. General Snp’t. Special mail train, going North, leaves Augusta at 855 am, arrives at Kingsville at 11.10 a'» : leaves Kingsville at 12.05 pm, arrives at Augusta at <~5 p. m. This train is designed especially for through travel. . . a The train for Charleston leaves Augusta at « an,, and arrives at Charleston «t 3.9 p m ; leaves Charles ton at 8 am, and arrives at Augusts at op m. Klfrilt speeial freight and express train leaves Aii-i jrnsta (Sundays excepted') at 3.50 n in, and arrives at Charleston nt 4.30 a m ; leaves Charleston at i.M p m, and arrives at Augusta at 6.45 a m. WESTKRN <fe ATLANTIC R. R- Cm.. F,. ITn.nF.RT. General Superintendent. Daily passenger train, except Sunday, leaves At lanta at 8.15 am, and arrives at Chattanooga at T 4 > pin ; leaves Chattanooga at 4.40 am, and arrives at Atlanta at 2pm. W 1 . Nijrlit express passenger train leaves At lanta at h. 45 p ni. and arrives nt Chattanooga at 4.10 a m ; leaves Chattanooga at 5.50 p m, and arrives nt Atlantn at 3.35 a m. MACON A WESTERN RAILROAD. E. B. Wat.ker. Gen’l Sup’t. Day passenger train leaves Macon at 7.45 a m. and arrives at Atlanta at 2 p m ; leaves Atlanta at 8.15 n. and arrives at. Macon at 1.30 pm. NU r ht passenger train leaves Atlanta at o.io pm, and arrives at Macon at 4.25 a ill; leaves Macon at 8.30 p m, and arrives at Atlanta at 4.30 a m. Hotels. PLANTERS HOTEL. JGt T BT A * GF/ORGI A. furnished and refitted, unsurpassed by l\ am- Hotel South, is now open to the Public. T. S. NICKERSON, Prop r. bate of Mills House, Charleston, and Proprietor of Nickerson’s Hotel, Columbia, 8. C. United States Hotel. ATLANTA GEORGIA WHITAKER <fc SASSEF.N, Proprietors. Within Oue Hundred Yards of the General Passen ger Depot, corner Alabama and Prior streets, A M E R I C AN HOTEL, Alabama street, ATLANTA, GEORGIA, Nearest bouse to the Passenger Depot. WHITE & WHITLOCK, Prc ,ctors. \V. D. Wiley, Clerk. Having re-leased and renovated ie above Hotel, we are prepared to entertain nests in a most satisfactory manner. Chare i fair and moderate. Our efforts will be to .ease. Baggage carried to and from Depot roe of charge FAHE"b » 7CED AUGUSTA HOTEL. THIS FIRST CLASS HOTEL t* situated a Broad Street, Central to the business por tion of the City, and convenient to the Tele graph and Express Offices. The House is large and commodious, and has been renovated and newly painted from garret to Cellar, andjhe bedding nearly all new since the war. The rooms are large and airy : clean beds, and the fare as good as the country affords, and atten tive and polite servants. Chabgks.—Two Dollars per day. Single Meals 75 Cents. I 1 ope to merit a liberal share of patronage fiom the traveling public. Give me a trial and judge for vourselves S. M. JONES, Propr. WM. H. COODRICH , sash, blinds, and doors, On hand, and nia le to Order. Augusta. 38&in GcoWjia COVLYGTOX, GA., FEB. 12, 1869. Reflections. Ah me ! the Spring thnt is coming, That stands hut ;t step away. It holds no charms in its prodigal hands Like the charms of a buried May. Its skies may be blue and tender Asa blonde-faced maiden’s eyes, When they show to her lover the dawning lovo That the virgin lip denies. The hreutli of its million blossoms, The song of its million birds, Be sweet with a sweetness that puts to shame The power of lifeless words! But it eannnt restore the treasure Gone down ’r.eatli the Past sea wave ; It cannot return what another took, Or give wluit another gave. It may loosen the ice chained river, It may waken the dreaming rose; But the darling dead, who lie at rest, From day’s gray dawn to close— And close to the dawn, in the valley And up on the windy hill, Lover, drar mother, staunch friend and true wife Who loved us through good and ill ; Steadfast in sickness and peril. Faithful through sunshine and storm ; It cannot unseal their marble lips. Or their frozen pulses warm ! Nor bring back the hopes evanished, Dear dreams of haj pier years. When Pleasure walked close by Sorrow’s side, To kiss away its tears. And so, though the Spring that is coming Bn fairer than any before, It cannot compare with the miracle Springs. That have died to rise no moro. Our Saturday Night. How slow the hands creep over the dial— how the brain burns and throbs as we work and wait for the coming hour which will re lease us from labor! Life is but a trial—a sentence—an imprisonment for those who toil, and were it not that the Angel of Saturday Night, like some heaven-sent fairy, comes each week to release us from over-taxing work and lead us to rest with the loved ones, death would be sweeter than life even without its golden rewards for those who try to be good and noble. To-night we are too worn and weary to write as we would like. We are like thou sands who all the week have toiled beyond their strength to earn comforts for the dear ones, and who now feel to envy those who sleep behind marble head-boards in the “silent city’’—but for the good time coming when we can be with the one who waits our coming, and whose smile is ever tmore life-giving than spring. The hours seem long as wo watch the dial face—for the welcome that awaits us has in it that love which lures us to tho hap py eternal hy mellowing the heart, purifying the soul and giving us confidence in cash other. Sometimes we think life is not worth the living. It is not to many. It would not be ’for any of us but for the unspoken beautiful which draws us captive to tho hearth and fen der. As love comes to us, so we give in re turn each to each with accumulative interest. Smiles are born pf happy hearts. Happy hearts are born of better natures. Smiles brighten our pathway, and when the dearest eyes in all the world look into ours so full, strong, deep and earneat, wc could, should, and would dare any danger, face any death, or wrestle with any fate which stood between us and the only earthly reward there is to life. We are weary, but only of toil. Others are weary. Strong men are trembling in their muscle to-night, for they have baffled severely all the week to keep want nnd hunger from the sacred circle where gather those whose hearts day by day run more and more into each other. Young men, with hearts full of embryo happiness, golden dreams in which warm lips, love-lit eyes, trusting hearts, and future homes of their own are mixed floating, as incentives to strive with earnestness —they are weary. But the day comes when they will be more so ; wheu they will go slowly to their homes with bent forms, as do thousands who will rest in their gravos before there comes to any of us another Saturday Night. And the watcher by the hearth i» weary ! She, too, has toiled all the week. That clean floor, that well-kept hearth and fender, the snowy linen, the clean dishas, the sweet, clean shelves in pantry and cupboard, tho clean doors, walls and windows ; that look of home cheer which should mark every earthly heav en ; that tidy, sweet, loveable look, no matter for the years, toll that »ho too has labored and is weary. Then, good man, working man and brother in toil, be kind, speak kindly, act kindly, lovingly to tho ono who has worked for you as you have for hes. She is the one who cares most for you—who in heart is the dearest —she is to you as yon arc to her—two silken strands weaving togeth er to bless or to curse as you will. The world cares not for you. Not one of us is of account to the world, for it moves whether we do or no t—it was here when we came—it will be here with all its cold, selfish indifference when we die, and centuries after we aro forgotten, except the deeds we do are worth remember ing. After a time will come the final Satur day Night to all of us, and the only ones who will weep and mourn, as we would for them, will be tho ones who welcome us to the hearth and fender—who love us far moro dearly than pen or words of ours can tell—who have often been weary, but always entitled to more rest and happiness than any of us here below. Lot us love best those who are dearest and kindest, and most in sympathy. Ycry goon there will he no going forth Monday morning —no more use for the little tin puil—no more need to walk with rapid steps lest wc be lute. Instead of listening to the noise outside—of looking closely with eve and brain upon the work to do, instead of toiling for those wc love and for ourselves, there will he a little room, with perhaps a few pictures therein—a weary watching of shadows on the wall—a nervous, tiresome, reckless, turning upon a sick bed as we lie like infants, helpless in the earc of the loved ones. Then the hours will fly, oh !so swiftly, as we are called to look with eyes of life upon those who are left behind to weep, and pray, and inourn. Then will like pano ramas pass hy the work wc hare done, tho plans made, and the results accomplished—the streets of the city, with their staring and gla ring walls will fade out—the changing scenes of earth will melt out and flout down the tur bid waters of tho past, the only pictures en graved upon our hearts being tho faces, the forms the sinileN, tho eye-whispers of tho loved ones we hope soon to meet; and the only cre dentials for Ills beautiful land and a borne where none but loved ones enter, the good acts, kind words, and noble deeds—great or small, given by us to the ones who with us are ever weary but ever needing the love and kindness we who are strong at times fail to give. When this day comes there will he no more weariness, while the prayers of those who will mourn our departure will bear us to the land of the leal, where we can rest or return in spirit to guard and bless those dear to us now. Life is nothing—but for thoso we love it would not bo worth the living. Then let us all who are men be better, truer, more deserv ing. Let us take more care of ourselves—of our health—of our earnings, that those who look with joy for our coining may be glad, and by faith, love, kindness deserved, and trusting sympathy, help us all to reach the Eternal Island of the true, wlisre there will be no more labor- no more oppression for poor— no more robbing of those who toil for the benefit of those who do not—no more vain watchings, and no more Saturday Nights. — “ Brick” Pomeroy. A Lively Coou. It is said that the following conversation recently took place between a negro with a coon, and a carpet-bagger: “Is that coon lively?” “Oh, yes, sir,” roplied the black possessor of as wild aspecimon as eycr made tracks in a swamp. “Well, I want a real lively fallow ; put him on that root,” pointing to the lower knob of a very tall oak, “and let’s sec if he will stir himself.” No sooner said than done, and the coon went up the tree like a greased streak of lightning. “You satisfied, boss, he’s lively ?” “Well, yes; but I don’t wan’t a coon in a tree top.” The freedman looked tip the tree, whistled, and scratched his head, for an idea, and said, “Weil, boss, datcoon is like a carpet-bagger, werry promising when he down, but when he’s up lie ain’t no use to nobody.” A Sermon to a ISaml of Robbers. A letter from Colima, Mexico, gives the translation of a sermon which a poor padre was recently obliged to deliver before a band of robbers, who could get no other coin from him : “Gentlemen, I cannot honor you bettei than by comparing your life with that of our Sa vior, while, on earth. He suffered much ; so do you, being always fugitives. Christ went with his disciples, and so you are always in gangs. He visited the Scribes and Pharisees; you also go to sec the people who are no better than they. He often suffered from rain and and wind, cold, heat, and insults; so do you stuffur from the same inconveniences. Christ went barefoot, and with but one dress sand it seems to me that you do not possess more than what you carry on your bodies. He carried no silver and gold about’him ; I do not think that your pockets are always filled. He fasted forty days in the desert; I believe that you often do tho same. He was tempted of iho devil ; you are always in that condition. He was carried to the pinnacle of the temple and the summit of the highest mountain; tho devil takes y- 'i to the most isolated places, where you w„y! .y the traveler Christ suffered from hungor and thirst; the same infirmities attack you. He was scorned by all; so are you des pised by mankind. The Jews wanted to hang him ; so are the authorities after you for the same purpose. He was sold by Judas; and no doubt someone will play that part among you.” The priest went on in this style till be came to where Christ wont to heaven, in which they certainly could not follow him. “Mr. Jenkins, will it suit you to settle that old account of yours?” “No sir. You are mistaken in the man : I am not ono of the old settlers.” A celebrated member of tho demimonde of Paris, received as a New Year’s gift an emer ald necklace, composed of seventy-two emer alds. and each stone was separately wrapped in a 1,000 franc note. Lieut. Brane not Pardoned. —The Wash ington correspondent of the New York World says : “The paragraph going the rounds that Capt. J. C. Brane, ex-Confedcrnte Navy Cap tain, has been pardoned ;is untrue. He is still in prison. The President hae doso noth ing with the ease.” More Militia Outrages in Arkansas. One of the most heinous atrocities yet com mitted by Arkansas militia, says the Memphis Avalanche, occurred last Monday in Mississippi county. It was nothing less than tho cold blooded mnrdor of Mr. Alexander Baugh, a tc ■ prctiihlc citizen of Aiknnsas, a gentleman of some means, and a cripple, physically incapac itated to do any one any harm. The facts, as derived from unquestionable sources, aro briefly as follows; Mr. Baugh lived on Carson’s Lake, trn miles from Osceola. Last Monday some prowling militia, who had been robbing the neigh borhood, insulting ladies, and frightening children, got half drunk on whisky or wine they had stolen, and made an attack on some citizens, who escaped from them, going in the direction of Mr. Baugh’s house. The militia pursued them to the house, where they stopped, and tho fugitives disappeared. Mr. Baugh was in bed sick, but was taken out and requir ed to tell where be had concealed the men. He, of course, knew nothing of them, nnd euuld make r.o disclosures. This so enrtigod the militia, that they took him out a few hun dred yards from tiie house, and shot him dead, nnd left his bullet-riddled body by the roadside. No arrests had beenmade at last accounts. Several prisoners are still held in jail at Osceola, among them Captain \\ illiam Bennett, a prominent hut remarkably quiet citizen, who lives on Frenchman’s Bayou, about sis ecn miles from Osceola. The militia went to bis bouse a week or so ago, and completely cleaned out bis store of a large stock of goods. They also destroyed considerable property about bis residence, and then carried him off to prison. It is reported that boats Imve been engaged to carry the most of the militia away from Crittenden and Mississippi counties, prepara tory to beiug mustered cut of service at Helena. These two counties are the only ones remain ing under martial law. When it is revoked, the troops sent there will be removed, but those organized in those counties will be re tained there for the present. A Picture of Texas. —A man who has been traveling in Texas, says: “ It is the hottest and coldest, the wettest and the dryest, the richest and tho poorest, the best and the meanest, has the host woman and the meanest men, and more pretty ladies, with pretty little feet, and no calves to suit; more sickness and loss health, more streams and less navigable waters, more corn bread and less corn, more flour and less biscuit, moro cows and less milk and butter, moro hogs and less pork, more chickens and less eggs, more gold and silver, and less money, more deer and less venison, more negroes and leas labor, more Bureaus and less furniture, than any country in the United States—and where houso flies live and mosquitoes never die !’’ Gems from the Authors. More is meant than meets the ear.—Milton. The noblest mind the most contentment has. —Spencer. Days fleet by and make tho years.—Chaucer, lie prayeth well who loveth well.—Cole ridge. Sweet is pleasure after pain.—Dryden. He that is down can fall no lower.—Butler. Our acts our angols are for good or ill.— Fletcher. ’Tin beauty calls, and glory leads the way. —N. Leo. Order is heaven's first law.—Pope. Virtue is her own reward.—Prior. That life is long that answers lifs's great end.—Young. Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds.— Congreve. Learning by study must be won.—Gay. Soar not too high to fall, but stoop to rise. —Massinger. Just men alone are free, the rest are slaves. —Chapmnn. Stretch not too far the wide mercy of heav en.—Schiller. Who knows most, grieves most for wasted time.—Dante. lie tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.— Stearns. What learn we not within the school of lore? —Tasso. The weakest goes to tho wall.—Shakespenr. Attempt the end and nevor stand to doubt. —Herrick. Dare to be truthful; nothing oan need a lie. —Herbert. The more we study, the more we discover our ignoranfto.—Calderon, Learn to make others happy.—Shelley. One should know oce’s own ability.—Juve nal. A book's a book, although there’s nothing in it.—Byron. Lot the dead past bury the dead.—Long lellow. A thing of beauty is a joy forever. —Keats. Necessity is mistress of the arts. —Pliny. Where ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to bo wise.—Gray. A fellow feeling makes one wondrous kind. —Germh. Like angel’s visits, few and far between.— Campbell. Thsre’e a gude time coming.—Scott. Cutting jokes have a bitter remembrance.— Tacitus. AH gifts thou can'st not in thyself combine. —Homer. The mind’s the standard of the man.—Watts. Alas ! for tho rarity of Christian charity.— Hood. The best laid schomes of mice and men oft gang a glc.—Burns. Books cannot always please, however good. —Crabbc. VOL 4 NO. 13, A Precocious Chas; John Smith—you've heard of him, no doubt —is very bashful : is too bashful, in truth. He was born and raised in the country. His father gave him a good education and allows him plenty of money. But John, with all other attainments, nover could accustom him-, self to female society ; not because he did not like the girls, hut because his shy natnro would not permit him to nssociato with thb fair sox. It once happened, not Vfc'ry long ago cither, that John's father had some very imß portant business to transact in tho city. He also had some very particular affairs to attond to at homo which demanded his personal at tention, and not possessing the power of übiqui ty, ho delegated his son John to transact that in the city. John, being tints coininixvioned, iflnflodintefy proceeded to tbo city and to the residence cf his father's old friend, whom he found to be a very nice old gentleman, with a beautiful daughter and gold spectacles, John was ushered into the parlor, (a ne# thing fur him,) and motioned to ti seat—no I tt sofa, (another something new.) Bat wo must use his own language : I took my seat and made observations. . Everything was fine ! Fiae carpets, fine sofas, fine tablet, * fine curtains, fine books, fine pianos, fine every thing, and especially a fine young ‘lady, who was dressed in fine silk, fine satin, and who had fine curls, and a very fino appearance gen erally. Astor chatting with the old gcntlemart a few minutes, he took down his hat, told me to make myself at home for an hour or two, and left—* left me alone with his daughter and a small mischievous boy, the young lady's brother. I didn't relish the situation at all. The idea of my keeping a city belle engaged in convorsa* tion for two hours—perdition 1 Silence reign ed in the parlor for a short time you may betr I amused myself as much as possible with the li°y—that is, I loaned him my knife and watch key, and watched him cut holes in the carpet with one, and spoil the other. I don’t know what I would have done had it not been for that boy—he was so good to attract one’s tention, you know. It is true that he asked some very startling questions, occasionally, such as this, for liK stance: “ Are you going to court sister Emily?” but such things must be expected under such circumstances. Miss Emily, thinking, no doubt, that to be 4 ' good hostess she must keep her guests engaged in conversation, asked me “how I liked coun try life|” etc. She said that “it must be w beautiful sight to see tho laborers, both male and female, romping on the new mown hay oit New Year’s day ; that she always did think she would like to spend a Christmas in the' country a nut-gathering with the village lade and lasses ; that it had always been a mystery to her how they got eggs off tho trees without breaking them,” etc. In return, I thought to kesp up my part of tho conversation, it was necessary for me to quote poetry and the like, which I did. Among other quotations, I unfortunately repeated the well known like* of Shakespeare, “ There is a divinity which shapes our ends, ' Rough hew them as wo will.” At this juncture, the boy, who had perchetf himself upon my knees, looked very carnes t tj in my face and said : “ Divinity shaped the end of your nose mighty curus.” I’m certain that I wished somebody would spank one at his we talked of hills, mountains, vales, cataracts—l believe I said waterfalls, when the boy spoke up and said : “ Why, sister’s got a trunk full of ’em up stairs — pap says they are made of boss hair.” This revelation struck terror into ms, and blushes into the cheek* of my fair companion , It began to be very apparent to me that I must be very guarded in what I said, lest saief hoy might slip in his remarks at uncalled for places ; in fact I turned all my conversation to him. I told him he ought to go home with me, and see what nice chickens we had in the country. Unluckily I mentioned a yoke of calves that my littlo brothers owned. Tha word razees mined all. The little fellow looked up and said : “ Sister’s got a dozen pair of ’am, but she don’t wear ’em only when she goes up* in town o’ windy days.” “ Leave the room, you unmannered little wretch !” exclaimed Emily, “ leave iraraedi* ately !” “ I know what you want me to leave for,’* replied he ; ‘‘ you can't fool me ; you want to set in that man’s lap and kiss him like yon did Bill Simmon* the other day : you can’t fool ino, I’ll jea’ tell you. Gimme some candy like he aid ; then I’ll go. You think ’cause you’eC got the Grecian Bend that you’re smart t Guess I know a thing or two ! I’m mad at you, anyhow, ’cause pap would a bought me a top, yesterday, if it hadn’t been for you a get» tin’them curls you’ve got on, doggone ye! You needn't turn so rod in your face, ’cause f can't see it for the paint. The're ain’t no um in you winkin’ at me with that glasa eye of yourn, ’cause I ain’t goin’ out'n here, noW tdiat's what's the matter with the purps. f don’t care if you are twenty eight years old, you ain’t no boss o’ mine, you ole fool.” That is all of the story that John related.- He says he don’t know how he got out of the scrape. Tallevrand, when asked his opinion of a ladv’* dress, which was very low in the neck and very short, replied, that it “began too late, and ended too soon.” Dogs are said to “speak with tßeir tails.”" Would it be proper, therefc+c, to oall » short tailed dog a stump orator s