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BY BREWSTER & CO.
DIRECTORY
STATE GOVERNMENT.
James M. Smith, Governor.
N. C. Barnet. Seftretarv of State.
J W. Goldsmith, Comptroller General.
John Jones, Treasurer.
Joel Branham, Librarian.
John T. Brown, Principal Keeper of the
Penitentiary.
Gustavus J. Orr, State School Commis
sioner. ' . '
J. N. Janes, Commissioner of Agricul
ture. , .
Thomas D. Little, State Geologist.
* sry*
JUDICIAL.
niJ'i*. ttrncß CIRCUIT.
Noel B. Knight. Judge.
C. D. Phillips. Solicitor General.
lime of Holding Court. *
Cherokee —Fourth Monday in Febru
ary,' and first Monday in August.
Cobb—Second Monday in March anti’
November. . . ~
Dawson —Third Monday in April and
second Monday in September.
Fannin—Third Monday in May and Oc
tober. . . . i
Forsyth—First Monday m April and
fourth Monday in August. .
Gilmer —Second Monday in May and
October.
Lumpkin—Second Monday in April and
first Monday in September.
Milton—'Fourth Monday in March and
third Monday in August.
Pickens-—Fourth Monday in April and
September.
Towns—Monday after fourth Monday in
May and October.
Union—Fourth Monday in May and Oc
lober.
COUNTYOFFIdERS.
C. M. McClure, Ordinary. Regular court
first Monday In each month.
J. W. Hudson, Ckrk Superior Court.
M. P. Morris, Sheriff.
E G. Gramling. Deputy Sheriff.
J »hn G Evans, Treasurer.
Wm. N. Wilson, Tax Receiver.
Joseph G. Dupn-e, Tax Collector.
Wm. W. Hawkins, Surveyor.
Wm. Rumpley, Coroner.
JUSTICE COURT—CANTON DIS.
Joseph E. ttufson. J. P.
R. F. Daniel, N. P.
H. G. Daniel, L. C
TOWN GOVERNMENT.
W. A. Tenslv, Mayor
J. W Hudson, Recorder.
J M Me Wee. J. B. Barton. .Tame* O.
Dowda, N. J Garrison, Jabez Galt, Alder
men.
COUNTY BOARD OF EDUCATION.
James O. Dowda, President.
James W. Hudson, County School Com
' missioner.
Prof James U. Vincent. Examiner.
Joseph M. McAfi'e. Allen Keith. Joseph
J. Maddox, John R. Moore.
Meetings quarterly, in the court-house.
CMETiOfcEE TEACHERS’ ASSOCIA
TION-
Jam*s O. Dowda, President.
M. B. Tn ’trie, Vice-President.
C. M McClure, Secretary.
J. W. Attaway, Treasurer,
John D Attaway. Morum.
Prof. James V, Association Cor
respondent
Regular meeting* every second Saturday
ia each month, al 10 a. m.
HXfciMQOQJi
Baptist Church, Canton ua., time oi
service fourth Sunday in each month.
Rev. M. B. Tuggle, Pastor.
M. E. Church, time of service, preachers
in charge
Rev. R R. Johnson, first Sunday.
Rev. B. E. Ixallwtter. second.
Rev. J. M. Hardin, third.
MASONIC.
Canton Lodge, Nr». 77. meets firat and
third Monday nigfils in each month.
Joseph M. McAfee, W. M.
B. E. Ixjdlx ttrr, S-erctary.
Six»< Lodge No 2SB, meets first and
third
’ C. S. Rte. le, W. AT.
O. W. Putman, Secretary. *
GOOD TEMPLARS.
Canton Lodge, No. 119, meets every
SatftMlav. 8 p. in.
* K. B Rolland, W. C. T.
George I. Teasly, Secretary.
GRANGE.
Dsnhm Grange No. 845, Canton Ga.
Jaber. Galt, Blaster.
Joseph M. McAfee. Secretary.
ATT ENTJOIST,
o ijß viz *xv ojlqJEx onu
Citisans and Friends of the M. &
N. G. Railroad!
josehFelsas,
At the old Pinckney Young Comer,
MARIETTA, GEORGIA.
Has a large stock of—
DRY GOObsf
NOTIONS,
HATS. CLOTHING.
CROCKERY WARE
ROOTS AND SHOES—the beat custom
made work,
Which be offers dmp at Panic Fricre.
<W mH •« for yraireeK. Na troaUe to
demonstrate to you what is g<4ng «*n tn scm
inggwnda now, during panic titme. when
goods must be sok! for cash, and cash »nly
Thanking all my friends for their liberal
patronage, and asking a eontinuacKC of the
tame. I am, vetv respectfully.
K JOSEPH ELSAS. I
(Cherokee <!3co rninn.
Lines
[Composed by Dr. J. M. Turk just before
the death of bis infant daughter Cornelia
Poindexter, who died
O Corrie; are not angels here,
Around thy tender aching form?
Faces strange, yet familiar and lair,
They wait to take your spirit home.
Cnnst thou notsee, on yonder shore,
In tlu\t fair and hippy land,
A new, a shining harp of gold
Waiting for thy lily white hand ?
Car.st thou not see those pearly gates
And shining streets of gold,
And all the ransomed, smali and great,
As Heaven toYhy vision unfolds?
Caiist thou not hear those seraphs sing.
And all thy ransomed kindred say,
“Fear po| /leath’a awful sting-
Corrie, come, oh! come away ?
And when to Jordan's banks you come,
And cross the raging billow’s foam,
You’ll shout, “I’m safely landed home,
An .1, papa, you must come.”
0 Corrie, thy tinv infant feci
Have Lever sinful earth triad,
But may they my spirit greet
When I am with the dead.
The Lost. Satchel.
She came from South Bend, and when
she got off the train she discovered that her
big satchel hadn’t come along with the bag
gage She flourished her cheek under the
baggagemnstvr’s nose and loudly demand
ed “that satchel,” and after a long hunt be
was forced to say, “Madam, there is some
mistake. lam Very gorier’ but the satchel
is sure to come on the next train.”
“Do you s’pose -I’m going to wait around
here till to-morrer?”‘ she indignantly re
sponded, pushing the cheek under his eyes.
“You ean go on and we’ll forward it,
madam.”
“I’d look purty goingon and leaving that
satchel to toiler,” she exclaimed. “Every,
dud I’ve got in the world, ’ccpt these on
mj' back, ate in it. and I’m going to have
'cnl or this road will get sued!”
made another search, failed to find it,
and said, “It must have been left, but it’s
sure to conic.”
“Where’s the boss of this road ?” she dc
imuiihul, waving, her check around,. “I’m
going to see it I'm to lie defrauded of a
satchel chUckful of as good clothes as any
woman of my age in Indiana ever put on .”
The man pointed down to the d< pot, and
she walked up to the and call
ed at the agent, “See here, mister, 1 want
forty dollars or my satchel!’’
“Don’t know any thing about your satch*
el ” he replied.
“You don’t, ch I” she said, throwing down
th® big brass check. “What's that.”
“A check madam.”
“Yes, a check for my satchel, and now
the satchel can’t be found ! It’s probably
bin stolen, but I know every thing in it
Th*frc were tjireq chemises with ruffles
aroUnd (lie top; nlght-goWn; two
paifs brstockings, dafn&l in the heels; one
gray dress which cost twenty-eight cents a
yard in South Bend ; another night-gown,
•lorn in ; two checks"—
s ' “la was and will be here on the
next train,” he interupted.
“But I'm bound fur Oswego, and I don’t
care for any of your next trains,” she snap
ped.
““ Weft you’ll have to sec some one else;
I have nothing to do with the baggage.”
“I will sec some one else, young man!
I’ll set* the man who bosses this road, and
I'll have my satchel w the pay for it, or I’ll
have the whole crowd of you in jail!”
Turning away she caught sight of a po
' licetnan, nnd bearing down on him she said:
“Re y<»n a police.”
“Yes'm”
“Well then, I want this railroad arw»t*l.
They have stolen my satchel.”
“Oh, I gness you’ll find i‘. all right," b®
replied. "Baggage is frequently lost, but it
always turn up right again. You have the
check aft eight?"
“Yes: and I can remember every article
n It. There is a night-gown tom in the
back ; there is a bottle of hair rvvigoratur
that was never uncorked; there’s one new
night-gown with a ruffle around the top;
there’s two ywds of flannel for my daugh
ter's baby; tlicrt's a white envelope; there’s
a bottle of goosedfe; there’s"—
t ‘Oh, well, it’ll come along,” interrupted
fhc officer.
"And I’ve got to wait ?”
“Yes, or go on and let them send it"
“I vum if I will!" she said, pushing the
check into his ear, “I'm going to have
tluß s-atchej or the pay for it! I’d look pur
ty lauding In Oswego with these ok! duds
on, wohldn’t I?”
“Well, I can’t help you.”
“Theo t'll hdp myself! The Wilkinsons
never did let any one impose on ’em vet,
nnd we shant ‘low it now.”
She got a boy to show her up stairs to
the general oflfcee, and walking into the
superintendent’s room she asked, “Be you
the boss of tb» roed ?*’
“I’m the superintendent," he replied,
“You see that check r*
mU?
“Will, that’s my satchel cheek. The
I satchel haint here; il’a been stolen or lost
’ I want forty dollar? tight uwav. *
CANTON, CHEROKEE COUNTY, GA, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 8, 1876.
“You’ll have to see the baggagemaster,
madam.”
“I’ll see nolx) ly ! That satchel’s bin hook.
R d as sure as you’re born ; but I can identi
fy it. I know every thing in it. There
was a night-gown, perfectly new, made of
yard-wide goods; there was a bottle of
hair refrigerator ; there was a night-gown
with a hole in the back; there’s was a”—
At this moment the baggagemaster came
up and informed h**r that the lost satchel
had been found under a pile of trunks, nnd
she arose and remarked, “Well, that’s all
right. Looks to me ns if there was a little
suspicion here; but this railroad wants to
understand that I can stick un for my rights
with any body. I was bound to have that
satchel or put th£ whole caboodle of ye
where you couldn’t break out.”
And, parading up and down the depot
with the big satchel under her arm. her eyes
wore a look of proud triumph.—[Detroit
Free Press.
Romantic Incidents of Somnambulism.
THE ALTERED WILL.
A remarkable fact relating to somnam
bulism, came out io a legal trial in New
Orleans many years ago. The question at
issue was in regard to the validity of the
will of a wealthy citizen, who bad left his
property to two of his children, to the ex
clusion of two others. Evidence has been
produced very much in favor of the will,
but this was finally swept away by the tes
timony of a house-ke. per who had lived in
the family.
We condense from the evidence, as re
ported, the following facts:
“I know all the parties to this suit,” said
the witness. "I lived for ten years Ift the
family. lam now forty-three years nf age.
Know a circumstance in regard to a will in
question. Have never revealed it to any
one, but told several persons I would be a
good witness for the cut-off children. Their
lawyers have questioned me a great deal,
but I refused to stnte exactly what I do
know. I wish now to do so.”
The report states that, at this stage there
was the deepest attention in the court-room.
The judge, lawyers, and everyone, gave al
most br<‘athk‘ss attention, for it was evident
that some startling revelation was to be
made.
“Proceed in your way,” said the judge.
“On the night after the testator’s death,”
the witness continued, “I retired to my owu
room very much distressed in my own
mind. He had been a good friend to me,
and his house had long been my home. I
knew that there would be a change now,
and taking all the circumstances together.
I felt very sad. Not knowing but that I
might lie called, I did not remove my
clothes, but threw myself on the bed with
a shawl over me. Some hours later I
found myself in another room of the house.
I went there while asleep.”
“Are you a somnambulist ?’’ asked one
of the lawyers.
“A most confirmed one,’’ replied ‘.he wit
ness. “All my life I have been a sleep
walker. On the night named, the firat
consciousness 1 had of being in another
room was by hearing voices that uwaked
me. I knew in a moment how I got there,
for I have at different times walked ail
over that house. The room is in the upfrer
part, and was one I often went to in the
day time because it was cool and pleasant.
There ia a door leading to another room,
and in this door i« a long crack in the
wood. I was in the dark, but when I
awoke I saw that there wsa a light in the
other room. This struck me as strange,
for it was seldom VHsitcd by any one except
myself. But the voices arrested my attcu
tention mojm than anything else. 1 recog
nized them at once."
"Whose were they?” we asked on tbc
side of the coustituents.
The witness gave the names of the two
sons of these testators, who inherited all the
property under the will. She then contin
ued.
“Curiosity prompted me to listen, and
what I heard caused me to apply my eyes
to the crack and look into the other room.
I bad often thought of fits of somnambul
ism as an affliction, but I now saw, from
this instance, that a great act of Providence
could be shown in the habit.”
“Never mind ail that,” said one of the
lawyers for the will.
"You no doubt, think it nonsense," re
turned the witness, with spirit, “but you
will see the band of God before I am
through.”
“Keep strictly to the facts,” said the
judge. “Nothing else is evidence.”
"Looking through the crack,” the wit
ness went on to say, “I saw the two j>er
sons named busy with a paper, which from
the conversation I knew to be the will of
the testator. They had acids, and were
altering it. I swear that I saw them alter
ing the will now in court.”
The sensation produced by this evidence
was thrilling in the extreme. Every eye
was turned upon the two sons, who sat pale
and trembling by the side of their counsel.
These gratiomea were evidenlly dumb
founded by the revelation.
“I know nothing,” continued the witness,
“from the time I fell a?lc*p on my bed un-
Virtue and Intelligence—The Safeguards of Liberty.
> til I awakened in the room. I walked there
in my sleep, and would probably have re
turned the same way, if I had not been
awakened by the voices.”
*««»«««
The account from which we draw the
facts concludes thus:
“This case may well be regard'd as one
of the romances of the law. And it does
present somnambulism in anew feature. It
this woman had been of the ordinary kind,
shaping sound and contentedly in her bed,
what a crime would have gone
cred.
Funny Incidents in thk Pulpit.—At
a clerical dinner-party some time ago, says
Appleton’s Journal, the question went
around to each as follows: ‘Were you ever
so placed in public in the performance of
a service as to lose all sense of the solemni
ty of the occasion, and be compelled to
laugh in spite of your more serious self?’
and the following are some ol the replies
hatwere made: A very solemn clergyman
and his assistant were disturbed in their
chancvl by a miserable looking street cat,
which had come in, in some unknown way,
and was rubbing itself up against their legs,
me-ow-ing piteously. The rector beckoned
to the assistant to put the cat out, which he
did, but in a few moments she was back
again. Upon this the very solemn rector
placed the poor creature under oao of the
heavy Iwx-stools in the chancel, and plac
ing Distort on the improvised kennel,
gave out the hymn beginning
‘a charge to keep I have.’
Thedast experience mentioned was that
of a clergyman at his first baptismjof infants.
He was then very young in years- and had
never before held a baby that he could re
member of, much less hold a baby and a
book io the presence of a church full of peo
ple. The first inf mt given into his arms
was a big squirming boy of thirteen months,
who iffivaediately begin to corkscrew his
way through clothes and wrappings. The
mmiter held on bravely, but in a few mo
ments the chill's face disappeared in the
wraps, and his dangling legs oeaeitli were
worming their way to the floor. Seized
with the horrible impression that the child
was his way through his clothes
i and would soon l»e on the floor in a state of
nature, he clutched the clothes violently by
the sash band, and straddling the child up
on the chancel niil said to the mother, ‘lf
you don’t hold that baby, he will certainly
i be through his clothes, and I shall have
, nothing left but the dress to baptise.’
A Curious Romance.
Norfolk street, Strand, says the London
Court Journal, has a curious commemora
tive monument. An observant spectator
will notice that the first floor windows of a
large house nt the corner of Howard street
presents a peculiar appearance. The shut
ter are np, and they are covered thickly
with dust, while through the chinks can be
seen the blinds, also thick with dust and
moldering away with age. Those shutters
and Blinds 5 have been in exactly the same
position, untouched, for about fifty years.
During that time no human foot, it is be
lieved, has entered that room. And the
reason is this:
Fifty years ago a certain nobleman was
engaged to be married, the day was fixed,
the wedding morning arrived the breakfast
was laid out in that spacious nod hand
some room, the bridegroom was ready to
proceed to church, when it was discovered
that the bride mths missing; a note In her
handwriting was found addressed to the
bridegoom, uricuy informing him that she
had eloped that morning with bis “best
man,” a gay and gallant captain of dragoons.
The jilted bridegroom did not say much,
but he went alone to the room in which
the weddiug breakfast was laid out with
his own bands put up the shutters and
drew the Winds, locked the door and took
the key. He gave orders that the door
should be Balled np and barred with pad
locked bars, and that no one should enter
the room again. When the houes was left
it was stipulated that the room in question
slmold repiain untouched, and a sum of
S3OO per annum was naid to the tenant to
compensate him for the deprivation of the
use of the room. The nobleman has been
dead some years, but it is believed the room
has never been entered since be closed it
<nd there are the “wedding meats” mould
ering silently away, and tbc ornaments
crumbling to dust in the funeral gloom.
A wag entered a smoking-car, a few days
ago, while the train was in motion, and in
an earnest and sympathetic tone said,
There’s a lady in the next coach tainted
aw.iy. Has any gentleman here any liquor
for her? Twenty-eight men in that car
immediately rose to their feet, each with
' a flask in bia band. A more eloquent ex
pression of sympathy could be conceived.
Ms, Lincoln use to tell of a converted
• Confederate, who was so overjoyed at re
ceiving his pardon that he exclaimed: j
“Thank you, Mr. Presklent thank you! i
Now I'm as good a Union man as any of '
you—emph tticlly one of you again. But
, didn't Stonewall Jacksua give us hell in i
the vs’.’ey?”
Acworth
Correspondence of The Georgian.
Messrs. Editors: Having a spare mo
ment, I send you this short communication
from this live and thriving village.
Our business, as you are aware, has been
quite dull this winter, but I judge that col
lections have been as good, if not better, by
our merchants than by the majority of
business men in Ga. Money is scarce, nev
ertheless, we have some men whe still chew
tobacco and others who take a dram, occa
sionally, even if the ministers salary is un
paid. We have had some deaths in our
village recently The little son of C. C.
Phillips, also the little orphan niece of M.
M. Phillips, both sweet, nice children, have
crossed the river, and will now’ be waiting
and watching at the beautiful gate for fath
er, mother, uncle, and aunt. There are
othei cases ot serious sickness in our midst.
Some of our good citizens were a little
surprised and disappointed to see that our
worthy congressman voted against the re
peal of the bankrupt law. We do not know
the reasons that influenced him in his vote,
and a man must not lie condemned without
a hearing, but we think it may be a pretty
hard vote to defend before an honest con
stituency.
Our S’ate appeared almost wild on a dog
law, but is cooling down slowly, and I
think a good dog will still be allowed the
crombs from his masters table. Seldom.
A Case of Filial Devotion.
Much of the current gossip of the day
aliout town turns upon execulions, banging
bees and hemp matinees. Apropos of this
subject, Judge Borden tells a story, which
he vouches for as true, and which will bear
repeating. A few years since the judge
was presiding over the trial of a man
charged with committing murder by the
use of poison. The trial tflwk place at a
small town not far from Fort Wayu®. The
jury had been out some time, and as the ev
idence was very conclusive against the de
fendant, the general impression was that
the jury would find him guilty and affix
the death penalty. While the twelve good
and lawful men were yet deliberating upon
the verdict, a lad, about fifteen years of
age, called upon Ju lgc Borden at his hotel,
when the following conversation ensued:
“You are Judge Borden, aren’t you ?”
"Yes my son; what do you want ?”
“Well, my name is—; lam a son of the
man who is being tried for murder.”
“Alia, and what can I do for you ?”
“Won’t you have control of my father’s
body after he is hung ?”
“Well, my son, why do you thins, your
father is going to lie hung?”
“Because every one says he ought to be.”
“Do you think he ought to?”
“No, sir, I don’t. But if he is, and I
guess he will lie, I want you to give me the
body.”
“Well, sal.l the Julgc, touched with this
apparent instance of filial devotion, “what
will you do with the body if you get it?”
“Why, sir, two doctors in this towh are
going to give me S4O for it.”
The Judge wilted, and the lad retired’ sat
isfied that he had gained ais point.—[Fort
Wayne Sentinel.
Many j»cople seem to forget that char
acter grows; that it is not something to put
on ready made with womanhood or man
hood; hut day by day, here a little and
there a little, it grows with the growth and
strengthen* with the strength, until good or
bad it becomes almost t coat of mail. Look
at a man of business —prompt, reliable, con
sclent ions, yet clear-headed and energetic.
H hen do you suppose lie developed all these
admirable qualities ? When he was a boy ?
Let ns see the way in which a boy of ten
years gets up in the morning, works, plays,
studies, and we will tell you just what kind
of man he will make. Tue boy that is late
stands a poor chance to be a prompt man.
The boy who neglects his studies, be he ev
er so small, and then excuses himself by
saying, “I forgot, I didn’t think !” will nev
er be a reliable man. And the boy who
finds pleasure in the suffering of weaker
things will never lie a noble, generous kind
man—a gentleman.
The following sbecuncn of English pure
and unde filed is from the Liverpool Times:
A doctor was lately summoned to a cot
tage at Harw<«od Teasdale, and found a boy
in need of his services. “Put out your
tongue," said the doctor. The boy stared
like an owl. “My good boy,” requested
the medical man, "let me see your tongue.”
“Talk English, doctor,” put in the mother,
“Hoppen thy gobbler and put out thy lol
iker.” The boy roiled out his longue in a
moment.
At Salt Lake, the other day, a young la
dy from the interior entered a store and
called for a pair of stockings. The clerk
politely asked her what number she wore.
“Why, two, air, do you suppose I am a can
. tipede or tarantula ? How many do you
I' suppose I would wear ?’’
A Vermont man returned home the other
> day, after an absence of eleven years, and
• found that neither of the three husbands
| his wife had married and buried bad fixed
! the gate.
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VOLUME 1.-NUMBER 31.
Thr roll of lienor— A big ro'l of money,
as the world goes.
Chekk wins in this world, especially if
the cheek is dimpled and rosy.
The greater part of all the mtechief of
the world comes from the fact that men do
not sufficiently understand their own aims.
They have undertaken to build a tower,
and sDend no more labor on the founda
tion than would be necessary to erect a hut.
The man who lives right and is right
has more power in his silence than another
has by bis words. Character ia like bells
which ring out sweet music, and which,
touched accidentally even, resounds with
tweet music.
There is said to be a man in Harper’s
Ferry whose name is Samuel T. S. J.
B. V. M. B. Case. It is strange that
a fellow will mutilate the alphabet in that
way when nobody hinders him from taking
the whole ot it.
»*
A bright little boy in Springfield, Mau.
saw some of the relics of the Centenial pe
rimi at the City Hall, and he thoughtfully
remarked, ‘They hail little wash-bowls and
big cider-mugs, didn’t they, mother.?’
A darkey who was stooping to wash his
hands in a creek didn’t notice the peculiar
motions of a goat just behind him, so when
be scrambled out of the water and was
asked how it happened, he answered, ‘I
dunno ‘zactly; but ‘peared as es de shore
kinder h’isted an’ thowed me.’
Not having heard from the debating so
ciety, says an exchangC In relation to the
conundrum, “Why do hens always lay eggs
in the daytime?” a contemporary answers,
“Because at night they are roosters.”
“What do you mean, you little rascal ?”
exclaimed an individual to an impudent
youth who had seized him by the nose on
the street. Oh, nothing—only I am going
out to seek my fortune, and my father told
me to seize hold of the firat thing that
‘turned up.”
The passengers embarked on the Aus
tralian Steamship Company’s boats at San
Francisco are greeted with the checrftil ut
terances of a man with a stentorian voice,
who shouts, ‘Don’t you go in that steamer!
She’s a coffin! Prepare to meet yer God I
Insure yer life! Say good-bye to yer folks
He is the enterprising agent of a rival line.
The people of the Australian line don’t
think it is right, and they havejprocured an
injunction on the use of his voice.
“La, me!” sighed Mrs. Partington, “hero
1 have been suffering the bigamies of death
for three mortal weeks. First. I was seized
with a bleeding phrenology in the left hamp
shire ot brain, which was exceeded by a
stoppage of the ventalator of the heart.
This gave me an inflnmatlon in the borax,
and now I’m sick with chloroform morbus.
There is no blessing like that of health, e«-
pecinly when you a*e ill."
There was a rector in England who, af
ter his establishment in a parish, preached
the same sermon to his congregation Bun
day after Sunday—a very good sermon, but
always the same. At last the farmers rent
a deputation to request a change. “Very
well,” said the rector, “but now let any
one of yon tell me all about that sermon.”
Not a person could give an account “Then”
resumed the clergyman, “I’ll continue to
preach it till I’m sure you all know what it
contains.
Be frank with the world. Frankness ia
the child of honesty and courage. Say just
what you mean to do on every occasion,
and lake it for granted you do what is right.
If a friend ask a favor you should grant it
if it is reasonable, if not, tell him plainly
why you can not. You will wrong your
self and wrong him hy equivocation of any
kind. Never do a wrong thing to make a
friend or to keep one—a man that requires
you to do so, is dearly purchased at such a
sacrifice. Deal kindly but firmly with all
men—you will find it the policy which
wears the best Above all, do not appear
to others what you are not. If you have any
fault to find with any one, tell him, not eth
ers, of what you complain.
A mother in the discharge of her duties
should be firm, gentle, kind, always ready
to attend to her child. She should never
laugh at him—at what he does that is con
ning—never allow him to think of his looks,
except to lie neat and clean in all his habits.
She should teach him to obey a look—to
respect those older than himself; she should
never make a command without seeing
that it » performed in the right manner.
Never speak of the child’s faults or foibles,
or repeat his remarks before him. It is a
sure way to spoil a child. Never reprova
a child when you are excited, nor Ist year
lone of voice be raised when correct lag.
Strive to inspire love, not dread— reapsot
not feai. Remember you are training and
edcating a soul for eternity. Teach your
children to wait upon themselves, to pal
away a thing when done with it. But do
not forget that you were once a child.