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UEORUIA NEWS,
The largest pouch farm in the
United Stntoa is said to belong to Mr
J II Burnell, ol West Point. He ex
pects to nitike only u tilth ol a crop
this year.
Tulhotton Register: The grape
crop of Talbot county is exceptional*
)y line. The souppernong is the most
thrifty ami rarely fails to make re
turns. A good deal of wine is made
hroughout thccouuty which is ol ex
cellent quality and and tlavor. Our
people should dovu'te more attention
to grape growing and make it olio of
our lucrative industries.
On last evening wo made a trip to
the No (! end of our road. Wo found
on inspection that a distance of one
mile and a half is well under way,
nml will yr n snort time be ready for
cross ties. The work is progressing
quito eatisfnctorially, three squads
of workers being engaged at differ,
cut places along the line. By the
middle of July it is expected that the
contractors will reach Maj E 1! Smith s
place, three miles Iroin town, fr„m
which point to Talbolton the route
runs over easy and quite accessible
grades.
The Augusta News is informed by
General Henderson, State Commis
sioner of Agriculture, that if planters
who are suffering liom the ravages
ol.thc bug on their wat.-rmellon vines
will communicate with him, he will
send an agent and a chemist at once
to investigate the cause and adopt
Borne method to destroy the insect
Tho commissioner takes great inter
est in everything effecting the agri
cultural wellfaro of the St to, and is
prompt and energetic in Ifis actions
in furnishing relief, lie would take
it ns a favor if tho farmers would
write lo him on this or any other ag
cultui'al pest. Address him at At
lanta.
Berrien County News says “there
may bo millions in it,’’ and that Ber
rien counly is “trembling on the edge
of a grand discovery. - ’ It says: “It
will no doubt cause many of our peo
ple to say ‘humph!'wh n we inform
them that in ail probability old Ber -
rien county has been quietly nursing
a gold mine, and that its rich treas
ures are about to be brought to Hie
face. Last Wednesday Hon J H
Kirby showed us a sample taken from
the surface of the bed in a section of
ttie county not mentioned, and as
soon as we saw it we pronounced it
gold. Tho sample shown us con
tained iron, quartz and mica. This
is according to the analysis ol the
Stato Geologist or rather his state
ment of its propci ties after examining
it. Wo are not satisfied wilh this
verdict. The mica resembles virgin
gold so much that we are forced to
the belief that there must have
been some mistake on the part of the
geologist in examining it, and would
like to see it more carefully inspected.
There is plenty of this yellow, sh uy
stuff where the sample came from,
and wo would like very much to see
larger samples of it put through the
Chemist cruciable.’'
Jonesboro News: We have just
learned of a rather serious affair oc
cuning near the line of Campbell and
Clayton counties in which Mr Taylor
Waits was shot, through the arm. ft
appears that (or tho lust few days a
squad of revenue officers has been
perambulating through Campbell
county, some twelve or fourteen in
number. These men arc said to have
been heavily armed. On Wednesday
morning they were passing the prem
ises of Mr Taylor Waits, a quiet and
unassuming farmer living peacally
\vith his wife and two or three small
children. It appears that Mr Waits
had occasion to shoot off an old gnu
Or pistol, and holding the gun up in
tho air, fired it off just as the raiders
approached a point opposite his house,
though soiqo 2 or 3 hundred yards
off. The next instant Mr Waits
was fired, upon, the ball taking effect
iu the left arm. • lie at once retreat
ed across the fioor, when a volley of
ten or twelve shots were fired into
Ids house, some of the balls piercing
the clothing of Ills wife and children.
The facts as wo learn them, show a
reek I es. disregard of human life, which
should be, checked, and which if per
sisted in by the. government enirnis
saries will lead to results more fear-!
fid than the above.
IV. A. SINGLETON. Ed >(■ Prop'r.
VOL 5.
Tlio Wind and tlio Moon.
BY OEOROK MACDONALD.
Said tlio wind to ilio moon, ‘‘l will blow you
out;
Yon stare
Iu tho air
Like a ghost in a chair.
Always looking what I am about,
I bate to bo watched; I will blow you out.’’
Tho wind blow bard, and out went tbo moon.
So, deep
On a heap
Of clouds to sleep,
Down lay the wind and slumbered soon—
Muttering low, “I’ve done for that moon,’’
He turned in his bed; she was there again.
On high
Iu the sky,
With her one ghost eye,
Tho moon shone white, and alive, and plain;
Said the wind, “I will blow you out again.”
Tho wind blew hard, and the moon grew dim;
“With my sledge
And my wedge
1 have knocked off her edge !
If only I blow right fieice and grim.
The creatuie will soon be dimmer than dim."
lie blew and ho blew, and she thinned to ft
thread;
1 ‘One puff
More’s enough
To blow her to snuff 1
Oue good puff more where the last w; 1 s bred--
And glimmer, glimmer, gium will go the
thread.
Ho blew a great blast and tho thread was
gone,
In tho air,
Nowhere,
Was a moonbeam bare.
Far off and harmless the shy stars shone;
Sure and certain the moon was gone 1
Tho wind lie took to bis revels once more!
On down,
In town,
Like a nn rrr, mad clown,
ITe leaped and halloed with whistle and roar;
“What s that?”—the glimmering thread once
more !
He llew in a rage—ho danced and blew;
■ Hut m vain
Was Ilio pain
Of liis bursting brain;
For still the broader the moon-scrap grew,
The more he puffed his cheeks and blmv.|
Slowly she grew —till she filled the night,
Aud shone
On her throne
in the sky a'onc,
A matchless, wonderful, silvery light,
lindiuntand lovely, the Queen of the Night!
Said the wind, “What a rnaivel of power
am I,
With my breath,
Good faith 1
I b ew hei to death—
First blew her right out of the sky—
Then blew her in; what a strengtli am 11”
But tho moon she knew nothing about the
affair,
For high
In the sky,
Willi her oue white eye,
Motionless, miles above the air,
She had never heard the great wind blare,
IHE BHOST^ROBBFB.
One fine evening in the spring of
1830. a stranger mounted on a noble
looking horse, passed slowly over the
snow white limestone leadinglhrough
Black Forrest.
Just as the sun was going to rest
for the day, when the gloomy shad
ows were beginning to stalk, lie drew
rein and said:
“This nnisL be near ihc spot,
surely; I’ll st >p Lore anyhow, for
awhile, and see what I can learn. - ’
lie thereupon dismounted and en
tered the parlor ol the inn, where he
sat down beside a small table.
“How can I serve you, inienheer ?’’
asked the lalidlord,
“See to my horse outside,’’ replied
tlio guest carelessly, but at tho same
lime eyeing the landlord from head
to foot; anil iet me have some wine
—Rhine.’’
The landlord was about to with
draw from the stranger’s presence,
when ho stopped and said:
“Which way, inienheer, do y.ou
travel ? ’
“To Nanstadt,” replied the guest.
“You will rest here to-night, I
suppose ?’’ continued the iandloul.
“I will stay for two or three hours,
but I must bo off so as to reach my
destination there in the morning to
purchase lumber for the market. ’’
“And you have considerable money
with you, no doubt?’’ asked the land
lord innocently.
“Yes, considerable, ” replied the
guest, sipping his wiuc disinterest
edly.
“Then, if you'll take my advice,’
said the landlord, “you’ll stay here
till morning.’’
“Why?” roplied the stranger, look
ing np cautiously.
“Because,” whispered the landlord,
looking around as if he were dis
closing a great secret au.d, was
A DEMOCBATIO FAMILY NEWSPAPER,
BUENA VISTA, MARION COUNTY, UA., JUNE 30, 1880.
afraid of being heard by someone
else, “every man that has passed over
tho road between this and Nanstadt
at midnight for tho last ton years,
has been robbed or murdered under
very similar circumstances.”
“Wlnit were the circumstances?’’
, •
asked the stranger, putting down lus
glass empty, and preparing to 111! it
again.
“Why, you sec,” the landlord went
on, while be approached his guest’s
table ami took a seat. “I have spo
ken with several who have been rob
bed; all I could learn from them is
that they remembered meeting iu the
lonesome part of the wood some
thing that looked white and ghastly,
and frightened thiir horses so that
they cither ran away or threw their
riders; they felt a choking sensation
and a soit of smothering, and finally
died, as they thought, but awoke in
an hour or so to find themselves ly
ing by Hie roadside robbed of every
thing,”
“Indeed !’’ ejaculated the strang
er, looking abstrai tedly at the rafters
in the ceiling as though lie were more
intCDt upoil counting them than he
was interested in the landlord's sto
■y-
The innkeeper looked at him with
astonishment. Such perfect coolness
lie had not witnessed for a long
time.
“You willl icmain, then ? - ’ suggest
ed Hie landlord, after waiting some
time for Lis guest to speak.
“1 ? - ’ cried the stranger, starting
from his fit of absti action, as though
ho was ni t sure that he was the per
son addressed.
“Oh, most certainly not; I'm go
ing straight ahead, ghost or no
ghost, to night.”
Half an hour later, the stranger
and a guide called Wilhelm, were
out on the road, going at a pretty
round pace toward Nanstadt,
During a flash of lightning, the
stranger observed that, his guide
looked very uneasy about something,
and slackening his paco, ns tnough
lie intended to drop behind.
‘•L“ad on,” cried the stranger,
“don't be afraid.”
“I’m afraid I cannot,” replied the
person addressed, continu’ng to hold
his horse until he was now at least a
length behind his companion. “My
horse is cowardly and unmanageable
in a thunder storm. 11 you will go
on, though, 1 think I can make him
follow close enough to point the
road.
The stranger pulled up instantly.
A strange light gleamed in his eyes,
while his hand sought his breast
pocki t from which he drew some
thing. The guide saw the movement
and stopped also.
“Guides should load and not fol
low,” said the stranger, quietly, but
With a firmness which seemed ex
ceedingly unpl asaut to tho person
addressed.
“But,” (altered the guide, “my
horse won’t go.”
“Won’t he?” queried the stranger,
with a mock simplicity in his tone.
The guide heard a sharp click, and
saw something gkam iu his compan
ion’s hand. lie seemed to under
stand perfectly, for ho immediately
drove his spurs iuto his horse’s
flanks, and shot ahead of his com
panion without a word.
He no sooner reached his old po
sition, however, than the stranger
saw him give a sharp turn to the
right, and then disappear through tho
toliage ot tho trees that skirted the
road.
lie heard tho clatter of his horse’s
hoofs as ho galloped off. Without
waiting another instant, lie touched
liis horse lightly with tho reins, and
give him a prick with his rowels, and
oil - the noble animal started like wind
in the wake of the flying guide.
'The stranger's horse being much
superior to the other’s, the race was
a short one, and terminated by the
guide being thrown nearly from his
saddle by a heavy hand which was
laid upon liis bridle stopping him.
He turned in his seat, beheld the
stringer’s face, dark, and frowning,
and trembled violently as lie felt the
smooth, cold barrel of a pistol press
ed against his cheek.
“This cursed beast, almost ran away
with me!” cried the guide, compos
ing himself as well as he could under
t he circumstances.
“Yes, I know,” said his companion
dryly, “but mark my words, youug
man, if your horse plays such tricks
again he’ll be the moans of seriously
injuiing his master’s health.”
They both turned and cantered back
to tho road. When they reached it
again, and turned the heads fit their
animals in the right direction, the
stranger said to liis guide, which
must hayc convinced his hearer as
to his earnestness.
“Now, friend Wilhelm, I hope wc
understand cacti other for the rest of
the journey. You are to continue
ahead of me ill the right road, with
out swerving to the right or left. If
I see you do anything suspidious, I
will drive a brace of bullets through
you without a word of notice.—
Now push on.”
The guide had started ns directed;
but it was evident from his muttering
that he was alarmed ot something
beside the action of the follower.
In the mean t me the thunder had
increased its violence, and tho flashes
of lightning became more frequent
and blinding. ’*
For a while the two horsemen rode
on in silence, the guide keeping up
his directions to a letter, while his
follower watched his every move
ment, as a cat would watch a mouse.
Suddenly the the guide stopped
and looked behind him. Again lie
heard the click of tho stranger’s pis
tol and saw liis uplifted aim.
“Have mercy, mienhecr,” he groan
ed. “I dare not go.”
“I give you three seconds to go, - ’
replied the stranger, sternely.—
“One!”
“In heaven’s name spare me 1” im
plored the guide, almost overpower
ed with fear. “Look before mo iu
the road and vou will nor blame me.”
The stranget looked. At first he
saw something white standing mo
tionless in the centre of tho road,
but presently a flash of lightning lit
up the scene, and he saw that the
white figure was ghastly and fright
ful enough looking to chill the blood
in the veins of even the bravest man.
If his blood chilled for a moment,
therefore, it was not through any fear
that ho felt for his ghostly interpre
ter, for the next moment he set liis
teeth hard, while be whispered be
tween them just loud enough to be
heard by his terror stricken guide:
“Be it man or devil J —ride it
down! I'll follow, Two!”
With a cry of despair upon his lips
the guide urged his horse forward at
the top of his speed, quickly followed
by the stranger, who held his pistol
ready in his hand.
In another instant the guide would
have swept past the dreadful spot,
but at that instant the report of a
pistol rang through the dark forest,
and the stranger heard a horse gal
lop off through the woods riderless.
Finding himself alone, the strang
er raised his pistol, took deliberate
aim at the ghostly murderer, and
pressed his finger upon tho trigger.
The nppaiation approached quick
ly but in no hostile altitude. Tho
stranger stayed his hand. At length
llic ghost addressed him in a voice
tnat was anything but sepulchral:
“Hero, Wilhelm, ye move out of
your perch this minute and give me
a helping hand. I’ve bit the game
while on the wine, haven’t 1
Tho stronger was noujilused for a
moment, but, recovering himself, lie
mumbled something unintelligible
ami leaded to the ground. One word
to his horse and the brave nuimal
stood still. By the snow white trap
pings of the would be ghost, he Was
noxtf enable to groped his way In the
dark to that individual, whom he
found bending over a black mass,
about tho sizo of a man, on the road.
As tho tiger pounces upon his prey,
tli; stranger leaped upon tho stoop
ing figure before lmn, and boro it to
tho ground.
“I arrest you in tho king’s name !’’
cried the stranger, grasping tho
prisoner bv the throat and holding
him tight. “Stir hand or foot until
I have you perfectly secured, and
l'il send your soul into eternity.’’
This was such an unexpected turn
of affairs that the would be ghost
could bandy believe his own senses,
and was handcuffed and stripped of
his dagge r and pistol before he could
speak.
“Are you not wy Wilhelm?’’ ho
gasped.
“No, landlord,’’ replied the person
addressed; "I am not, but I atn an
officer of the king at your service, on
special duty, to do what I have to
night accomplished. Your precious
son, Wilhelm, who you thought was
leading on an innocent sheep to the
slat gliter, lies in the road; killed by
his father’s hand.’’
Two weeks later, at Bruchsale
prison in Baden, tho landlord of the
Sign of the Deer and the Ghost Rob
ber of the Black Forest, who is the
same identical person, having been
proven guilty of numerous fiendish
murders and artfully contrived rob
beries, committed at different times
in the Black Forest, paid the penalty
of big crimes by letting fall his head
from tho executioner’s axe, Since
then travel through Schwartswald
lias not been so peiilous to life and
purse, nor have there been seen any
Ghostly Knights of the Road in that
section of the world.
Advice to a Young Man.
No, my son, cheek is not better
than wisdom; it is not better than
honest modesty, it is not better than
anything. Don’t listen to the sireen
who tells you to blow your own horn
or it will never be tooted upon, The
world is not to be deceived by cheek,
and it dots search for merit, and
when it finds it merit is rewarded.—
Check never deceives the world, my
son. It appears to do so, to the
cheeky naan, but lie is the one who is
deceived. Do you know one cheeky
man in your whole acquaint ince who
is not reviled for his cheek the mo
ment his back is turned ? Is the
world not continually drawing dis
tinctions between check and merit.—
Almost everybody bates tbe cheeky
man, my son. Society tires ot tho
brassy glare of hjs lace, tiic hollow
tinkling of his cymbaline tongue,
the noisy assumption of bis forward
ness. The triumphs oi cheek are
only apparent, He bores his way
along through the world, and fre
quently bet'er people give way for
him. But so they give way, my boy,
for a man with a paint pot in each
hand. Not because they respect the
man with the paint pots, particular*
ly, but because they want to take
care of their clothes. Avoid cheek,
my son. You can sell goods without
it; and your customers won’t run and
hide in tho cellar when they see you
coining.—llawkeye.
Fish Pond. —Any farmer who has
a sufficiency of spring water on his
farm can have a pond that will sup
ply his family with ILL There must
be a large enough quantity ot water
to keep the fish in hcalih. There
should be a few deep holes-in which
to hide, and then again very shallow
places in which to spawn. These
latter places should have a sanuy or
gravelly bottom. At the overflow of
the dam there should be a screen to j
prevent the fish leaving the pond.-
Macon Tell. & Moss.
ANNUAL SUHScUIPTION, $2 00
Till ; WORK ON A DREAM.
Train No. 0 fioni Memphis was
within ten miles of New Orleans.
Negro Tom, on his way to buy bana
nas was sound asleep; as were both,
the condnetor and brakesmen. Tlio
enginepnffed away' heavily, and tho
1 ong gtay mosses moved like funeral
plmncs in the lotion clofllls of steam
that clung to thb carlhi Tom wa
dreaming, a frightful 1 railroad neeij
dent was going oil his brain and he
was fighting it’ out 1 alone with
a wrecked and bttrnining train across
his heaving chest: Suddenly lie
sprang to hia feet with a terrible yell
and shouted: “Murder, murder,
we’re killed! we’re ki.ldd I the train is
off the track 1" With a wild bound he
sprang through the open door and
headlong in a green scummed lagoon.
At this instant the conductor and
breakeman, hearing the alarm, start
ed half awake and sprang a’ao from
tho car.
They snoozed no more; thfly' were
wide awuke. Three men, like fools,
stood in mud and water up to their
waists andfthe train went thundering
on. The cloud of vapor slowly rais
ed in the moss of the live oak forest
and the deep-toned bullfrog resumed
his tuneful prophesy that day was
soon to come.
“W’hat the did yon say the train
was off the track for, you black Li
berian ?’’ asked the conductor.
“Yes, what’d yc do it ter?” mur
mured the brakesman as he fished
the wet diit out of his bosom.
“Fore God I dreamed it, massa, :
said Tom as he unhitched a mud tur
tl e from one leg and felt around with
the other for a missing boot.
“Come out of there you lying hip
popotamous,” they jointly exclaimed,
“we’U teach you this is no dream.”
By the time Tom clambered np the
bank they were readyffor him. Tom
pleaded the civil rights bill, put in a
demurer that he was a pure Demo
crat and had voted the national tick
et in 1818, and nil that sort of thing,
but they ovcrrulled all his motions,
quashed his application for a change
of venue, relused to admit him on
bail, squelched the habeas corpus, de.
clared martial law, and proceeded to
bung up his eye, flatten out his nose,
tear of his shirt, loosen his teeth, ir
rigate his eperdermis, crop his ears,
and otherwise disarrange his toilet.
It was a regular Whittaker outrage,
witnessed only by moccasins, snakes,
bullfrogs and owls.
After that they tramped into the
city ami reported just in time Vo stop
a party organized to go in search of
of them. If there is any doubt as to
the truth of this narrative in any
particular, we refer to Capt. Bob
Leach, cnoductor on the Mississippi
and Tennessee Railroad, who knows
the negro well, and can point out the
very place where he ha 1 the unfort
unate dream.—Memphis Public Ledg
er.
TROUBLE ON A STREET GAll.
A few days ago some trouble oc
cured on a street car of the Whit
taker street line when near Brough
ton street. A yonng man who
was undei tho influence of liquor
was very disorderly and insisted
on driving the team, endeavoring
several times to take the reins from
the driver. This caused some ex-,
citeinent and the car stopped and
oflbrts made to get him
out, without success as lie contin
ued cursing and acting in a disor
derly manner. Quite a large
crowd was collected by tho dis
turbance, • nd travel was intiTupt
od, several ears being delayed on
the switches, Policeman Connilian
fortunately was attracted to the
scene, and arrested tlic^idi vicinal
and carried him to
where lie gave the name of M. . 11.
lioy.—(Savannah Morning Nows.
“Can love die ?’’ asks Mrs. Neully
!, i-a a recent poem. It cannot, I hough
lit gels dreadfully adjourned occut
sionally.
Funny Paragraphs.
Yon don’t fully kftow yourself na
if you jiL'niso ydnr wife’s old lovo
fettfers and see how foolish you talk
ed.
“How dnr/you swear-before me 7’’
askod a man of hi# son recently,—
“How did 1 know you wanted to
swoar first ?" said the spoiled urchin.
Woman is called man’s bettor half,
but she is not hall at. nil When sho
holds a domestic convention she tn-
I forces the two thirds vote.
A Bishop onco raid to a very intel
ligent child: “My child, I will give
you an apple if you will tell mo
whtre Godis.” The child answered;
“And I will give you two apple# it
you will till tno whore Ho is not.’’
“You’re a fool, Frank, ’ said a girl
to her bashful lover. litre I’ve
be-on waiting for two hours tor you to
kiss me, and there you sit just ns if
dad wouldn’t come down in ten in in -
j utes, knock at the door and say,'
“Young man, did you know" it was
ten o’clock, and that that girl lias td
go to school to-morrow?’’
You may say what you’ please
about it. but there is hick in horse
shoes. A woman nailed one up
against the wood-: bed a m'utitli ago,
and last week her htiSbutid eloped
with tho hired girl. The man had not
earned a cent lor more than tvto
years.
When tho affectionate father of
five grown daughters calls at 1 the
hardware store for an extra stoht
pair of hinges for his front gate, it
means that the spring campaign has
opened,
Terrible, ip True.—A lot of Gyp
sies encamped near Princeton, Ind.,
to tell fortunes, and in two days they
set seven pairs of lovers to quarrel-l
ing, separated two families, and caus
ed two old maids t > commit suicide.
At an infant Sunday-school the
teacher gave the Bible story of the
‘Trbdigal Son.” When ho came to
the place where the poor, ragged son
reached his former home, and his
father saw him a “great way off.”
inquired what his father probably
did. One of the smallest boys, with
his fist clenched, said: “I duuno. but
Ides-say he set the dog on him.”
WHERE DOES THE DA YBEGIN!
Asa matter of fact, the day be
gins all round the world—not at
he same instant of time, but just
as the sun visits successive portions
of the earth in his journey from
east to west. But the traveler
who crosses the Pacific ocean can
give another answer to the above
question: that on the 183 th de
gree of longitude—one half of tho •
cirnmference of tho globe, start
ingjfrom Greenwich east or west
—there is an arbirtary change or
dropping of a day, and that at this
point, if any where, the day may
he said to begin. It was with
strange feelings that tho writer,'
crossing the Pacific, having gono
to bed on Saturday night, leaving
everything pertaining to the alma#
nac in a srtisfactory condition,
awoke on Mo nday morning! Sun
day had completely dropped from
our calendar, for that week at
least. Every one knows that in
passing roiind the world from east
to west a day is lost, and in order
to adjust his reckoning to that of
the place he lias left, one must
drop a day as though lie had not
lived it, when in reality the time
passed by lengthing every dajf
during tho journey. For a long
time it was the custom for sailors
to affect this change pretty much
where they ploased; hut it has now
become a settled rule among.
American and English navagatora
that at tho 180th degree a day
must be ] assed over if going west,
and one added if going east, in
which latter case the traveler en
joys two Sundays or two Thurs
days, as tho ease may be . It is
most likely that this particular de
gree was decided on from the fact
that near it are only a few scatter
ed islands of Polynesia. Tiiero
are no large communities, with
commercial ami social trans
action to he affected by the
change.—W atcrloo Former.
WASTE OF LIFE.
No mail should do more work- of
muscle or ol brain in a day than he
can perfectly recover from the fatigue
of in a good niglil’srcst. Up to that
point exercise is good;, beyond is
waste of life, exh uislion aud -decay.
Win u hunger calls for food, aud fa
tigue demands rest, wo arc in tho
natural order, and keep the balance
of life. When wo take stimfiends
to spur our jaded nerves or exei'o
an appetite, we are wasting life. A
man should live so as to keep himself:
at his best, uud wdh a true economy.
To eat snore food than is needful is
worse poly cy t urn tossing money in
to the sea. Wis a waste ol ,übjr and
a waste of lifts
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