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VOLUME 1.
BUTLER, GEORGIA. TUESDAY, JUNE 6tU. 1877.
WHOLE NUMBER 31/
111 hsd thnuphi thon couldat have died*
I. might not weep for thou :
But 1 forget, whcnjby thy side.
• lmt thou conldst mortal l>e:
It miter through tny mind |ms3'd,
The time would e'er be o'er,
That I on the* should look my List,
And thou Huouldst smile no more 1
lie Again
And still the thought 1 will no
OOK I!
That I must look in Yflln.l
But when lepeak, thou dost not say
What thou ne'er Uft’st nusud,
And row I ltah n* well I may,
tduid!
8wcei Marj 1 thou arid
If thou wouldst stay even u» thou art,
' il ci.Id, and nil semis,
I stilt might press thy silent heart,
And where thy mnfles have been I
Wil'd* e’en illv chill bleak «orsu I have,
Tima sitiuont stiU lutu* own,
But tb**r* 1 lay then in thy crave—
And I am lull atone.
I do not think, where’er thou art,
t • him hast tygottiu uif{
And I j ifiMpt, may ‘•omha this heart,
lu taiukiug too of thee:
Yet there was round thee such u dawn
Of hgiil ne’er seen before,
As fauo,t never ouiud ’tav,* drawu,
Ami never can vestore !
SELBOTIONS;.
ilo.T General- Miuiou Got III.
Utiles.
Charley Hampton, tlio hero of
till, .story, wnsun ancestor of Gen
eral wade Hampton, who has just
ticeu elected Governor ot the State
ol'South Oaroliua.
The close of the year 1780 was a
sad period (or America. The Brit
ish lu-ld the country from Charles
ton to the upper Santee, and in
order to complete their conquest
hud established a chain of posts
throughout the Stuto, each of
which wad strongly fortified and
defended by a guod garrison. Or
ganized resistance to the .British
there was none. On tho American
side the principal side actors in the
struggle were the men who com
posed the famous “Light Brigade"
of General Marion. ,
The-favorite rendezvous of Ma
rion was at Soow Island. This is
a piece of high river swamp, as it
is called in the Carolines, and was
surrounded on three sides by water
so as to make it almost impregna
ble. Here Marion had his camp.
From this fastness he issued forth
at pleasure to range the enemy's
granaries' or captuit a straggling
party of his troops. Secure in his
retreat, he had no fear of pur
suit,
In the city- of Charleston the des
potism of the British was at its'
height, the proud spirited people
of the capital were held down by a
grinding tyranny. Many 1 of them
were still open and uncompromis
ing in their hostility to the British
while others^ thinking they could
best serve the cause in that way,
affected aikearty. submission to the
conquerenfand were seemingly the
most loyal of all King George's
all that passed within the British
lines, au(f many a disaster of the
British was in this Way directly
attributed to them.
One of these persons was a lady
of fine sooial position and great
wealth. Indeed,_ there were few
persons in all Oharlestnn over
whoso submission to thecrowu the
British were moro elated than they
were over that of Mrs. Anno Gar
den. She was a young and -beau
tiful widow, just twenty-five, and
for several years had been the
standing toast to the beaux of the
Carolines. When tho British took
the city.she was on6 of tho first to
submit to the King, nud since then
tier house hud been tho favurite
gathering place of the red-ooat
gentry. Mauy of Mrs. Gardeu's
friends, who wore staunch patriots
to the Inst, quietly cut tier acquain
tance, and shook their heads lu si
lent indignation und when they
dared to speak at all it was to con.
deinu the widow's treachery,
tiie camp ofMurieu, however, ther
was one cheek that was kindled
with pride and not with shame
when tho lady's name was men
tioned ; and as for Gen. Marlon he
could have told tales that would
have stuitled tho widow's Charles
ton friends, hud it been safe to do
While Marion wns creating so
great an excitement hoyoud the
gates of Charleston, Mrs. Garden
resolvtid to'give a. ball. Prepara
tions were made on un extensive
scale, and the loyal element of the
city was in high feather. The
splendid mansion of tho young
widow was dressed with Dowers
from cellar to garret, and blazed
with light on the evening appoint-
ted for the assembly, and the band
of the garrison discoursed sweel
musio to tho assembled crowds
The entertainment was at its
height, when the crowd neur the
door suddenly parted,,and a young
man onino forward hur'riodly. He
was tall and splendidly formed
aud carried himself erect, with a
proud, martial nir. He was dress
od in the uniform of an officer ol
the Tory legion, and his general
appearance was that of a mun who
had ridden far and. hard during
the day, As the widow saw him
her face flushed and then grew
deadly pale, and she sprang for
ward with a ory of alarm.
“What are yon doing here?’
she asked hurriedly.
‘You will see,” he answered
quickly in a low tone. “Only, for
Heaven’s sake, swear black and
blue to wlmt I may say I” Then
he added, calmly, and in a louder
tone; “You seo oousiD, I have
come hack to my allegiance.
“I am delighted to hear it,'* she
replied, warmly, taking tho hint
at once. “I novor thought your
heart would cling to the rebel
cause.”
“Faith,” he said, laughing, “if
my heart had clung to it my stom
ach would have driven me from it.
I’m not fond of starving, my fair
cousin, and King George lives well
you know. • Hereafter Thomas
Wilson lives and dies a loyal
mao.”
Col. Watson had been standing
by duringthisennyorsatio'n, watch
ing the couple closely. Now lie
lie stepped forward to the lady’s
subjects. . Yet, while the English .
saw this and congratulated them-1 81 ... „
selves upon tho good effect it would [ 10 18 11,8 gentleman?
have un the Colonists, these very as ^ e ^ somewhat sharply,
“loyalists'’ kept'the American, seems wonderfully familiar."
commander constantly infornidd ol “Oh,” replied tho ‘
he
ing, lie is my cousin, I.icutcuaut
Thomas Wilson, and, us you will
perceive, he is in his Majesty’s ser
vice.
“You seem rather careless of
your dress, considering tho occa
sion, sir,” said the Colonel tartly.
He was annoyed at tiie groat in
terest which the ludy b'ud shown
ttye raw entnor.
“My business must lie my ex
cuse, Colonel;” said tho young
man, respectfully. “I am the
hearer of a letter from Major Gain
ey, and my orders were to loso no
time in delivering it. I have rid
den hard- all day, sir, and upon
rcachiug your head-quarters learn
ed of vour presence hero. This In
dy being iny cousin, I Imd no hes
itation in coming here nt once,
trusting for pardou to tho urgence
of my mission.”
As he spoke lie handed to tho
Colonel a scaled letter. Watson
took it hastily and broke tiie seal
As ho read it a smile of satisfac
tion overspread his features.
SThis is vorjj good,’’ lie said
gleolully. “Gniucy is picking up
recruits by tho hundreds. He
wants 400 rifles, GO sabers, and
some ammunition at onec. Will
I send them?' To bo sure I will.
Have you got .any wagons, Lieu
tenant?’’
"No, sir,” replied tho young
man, “Major Guiney wnsulrnid to
send tiieiu down. There’s no know
ing when or whole you limy meet
that Swamp For .and his sneaking
cut-throats."
“Very good," said the Colonel,
i'll furnish you with four wagous
and a guard of fifty men. Yju
will stat-t at sunrise in tiie morn
ing, Lioutenunt. Call ut my quar
ters at midnight, and you shall
have the necessary orders. Now
sir, you hud better take a rest, as
you will need it."
First let me offer him some re
freshments,” said, t ho widow
quickly, “lie is tired and him
gry, I know, mid no guest must
leave my house in such u state.'
Hcturn quickly, tln-n,” said
tho Coionel. “1 shall bo uisuru-
Ide while you are gone.’’
The young mun offered his arm
to tiie lady, uud they loft tho ball
room ; but instead of going to the
dining-room she led him straight
to her chamber, and thon, lucking
the door, said anxiously:
‘For heaven’s sake, Charles,
what is the meaning oi this?
The Young man did notunswer
verbally, but, catching her to his
breast kissed her passiouutuly, and
to be frank the young widow did
not resist hint.
'Itmentis,” he said at last, in
reply to her repeated questions,
that we want arms and come for
them."
What else they said matters not
now, bat before they separated
Mrs. Garden seemed very well sat
isfied with the young man’s expla
nation.—They then repaired to tho
supper-room, where the Lieuten
ant found ample refreshment, and
the lady returned to tho ball-room
where Col. Watson was impatient
ly awaiting her.
At midnighttheLieuteuantcnll
ed at head-quarters, and faithful
to his promiso, the Colonel was
there. The necessary orders for
the delivery, of the arms and am-
munjtidn and wagons to Liouten-
«nt Thomas Wilson, of tho “loyal
legion,’’were made out and tho
Colonel,also placed in the young
man’s hand a sealed letter of in
structions to Major Guiney. Tho
rest of the night was spent in pro
curing the desired articles, and at
sunrise the next morning Lieutun-
ant Wilson, with his wagons and
their contents, escorted by a guard
of fifty men, set out for the “High
Hills of Santee,” where the Tory
Major’s headquarters were loca
ted.
Tho wagons rnd their escort
made good time and by sunset wore
forty miles from Charleston. Tiie
sun was scarce an hour high when
Lieutenant Wilson ordered a halt
for tho purpose of Dumping for tho
night. Tiie mounted men fasten
ed their horses to the trees, nud re
moving their saddles, prepared to
cook their evening meal. Tho
teams were unhitched from tho wti-,
guns and tlje cumninud busied
themselves in making preparations
fur a comfortable night. Evory
one wns busy aud no one noticed
tliut while tiie uirnngements were
in progross Lieutenant Wilson Imd
drawn off from tho party and dis
appeared in the woods that border
ed tiie road. Suddenly there was
a oraekling in the lirushwoed.
which caused the British troops to
spring to their feet ill alarm. As
they dill so, a voice, which sound
ed not unlike flint of the young
Licutennnt shouted loudly:
“Surrender or you are ail dead
men !"
Gen. Marion secured his prison
ers, together with tiie arms, am
munition, wagons and horses, and
set out, after a rest of a few hours,
fur “Anew Island." At the re
quest of tho bogus Lieutenant Wil
son, ha sent hack one oi tho red
coats to Ohnrlaston with a note to
Watson, injjrnilng him of tho
trick that laid been played on him
by the young officer, who so far
from being a Lieutenant in the
Tory legion, was noue other than
tiie famous Charles Hampton, a
eaptian in Marion's brigmlo, who
planned and carried out the affair
successfully, thanking the Colonel
fur the excellent weapons and oth
er muterinl lie had sent him, and
promising to do good sorviee with
them.
The British commander wus fu
rious when lie rend tiie note, utid
saw the hoax of which lie lud bean
tiie victim. He went in haste to
Mrs. Garden, but the fair widow
had sailod for England. Hu was
oompellod to swallow his mortifi
cation in silence, and a few years
later, when tho war wns over, his
chagrin was not a little inoreasod
by the tidings which readied him
that Mrs Garden imd married the
young officer who Imd tricked him
out of his rifles.
uo-ileiL
Tim Lucky Lout
One evening a poor man and hie
son, a little boy, sat by tiie wayside
near the gate of an old town in
Germany. The fatlior took out a
loaf of bread whiob lie had bought
in the town and broko it, and gave
half to his boy. “Not so, fatlior,"
said tho boy ; “I shall not cat un
til after you. You have beeu work
ing hard all day for Small wages,
to support me; and you - must be
very hungry, I shall wait till you
nro done."
“You speuk kindly, my son.”
replied tiie pleased lather; your
love for me docs me more good
tlmu uiy Kind ; and those eves of
yours rouiiud me of your dcur
mother, wiiv has left us, aud who
do ; and indeed, my boy, you have
beeu a great strougth and comfort
to mo; hut now as I have tiie first
morsel to please you, it is your
turn now to cat,”
“Thank you, father ; hut break
tills piece iu two, and take you a
little more, for you sec the loaf is
not largo ; anil you require much
more than I do.”
“I shall divide the loaf for you
my hoy ; but eat it 1 shall not. I
have abundance; but iet us thank
God for his greet goodness in giv
ing us food, and iu giving us \va .t.
is better still—cheerful nud con
tented hearts. lie who gave us the
living bread from heaven to-uour-
isli our immortal souls, how shall
He not givo us all other f^jd th“t
is necessary to support our mortal
b°diee?”
Thu Hither ami eon thanked God,
and thou began to cut till! loarin pie
ces, to begin thole frugal meal. But
as they cut one portion of tho loaf
Micro fell out several pieces of gold of
great value. The lluie hoy gave a
shout of Joy, and was springing, for-
•rard lo grasp tha unexpected treas
ure, when ho was pulled hack by his
father. “My son, my sou!’ ho cried,
•‘do not touch tho money; It Is not
ours.”
“Hut whoso Is It father, lf.it Is not
ours.,’
“I know not, as j ot, to whom it be
longs j hut probahlyjlt was put there
by the baker, through sumo mistake.
Wojuust enquire._,Jtuu.’’
“Bui, futlicr, 1 ’ interrupted tho hoy
‘you uro poor and needy, and you,
bare bought the loaf, and tho baker
may lull you a Hound”
“1 Will not listen lo you, my boy. I
bought tho loaf, but X did net buy the
gold Iu II. If tho baker sold It lo mo
iu Ignorance, 1 shall not bo so dishon
est as to lake advantage of him: re-
member Him who (old us lo do lo
others ns wo would have uthcrs.do to
us. Tho baker may possibly elic.it us.
I am pour, indeed Imt that is no sin*
If wo share thu poverty of Jesus, Gods
own Son, let us share also his good
ness, and Ills trust lu God, Wo may
dio of starvation, hut God's will ho
done, should wo die in doing it t Yes
my buy, trust God, and walk in his
ways, und you shall never ho put to
shaino. Now, mu to tho baker and
bring him hero ; uud I shall watch the
gold until he comes.”
So tho hoy ran for the baker.
“firulhor workman,” said tho old
man, you huvo mudo some error, and
lost your monoyrud ho thou show
ed thu baker tho gold, nud tulil him
how It had been found.
“Is It Jliilfo t” asked thu father; ifit
is, lace it uway.”
“My father, bilker is very poor
and”—
•Sllenco, my oliild t put mo not to
sliaino by thy complaints. I am glad
wo huvo saved this man from losing
his money.”
Tlio halter had boon gazing nller-
ttaloly on the holiest father and eager
hoy. uud upon tho geld wliirli lay glit
tering upon tho green turf, “Thon
art Indeed nnhonost follow l” said tlio
liakorj aud my neighbor JJavhl, tho
flux dresser, told but Iho trulli, when
lie said thou wort tie honcslust man
in our town.
“Now 1 slinll toll Iheo shout Mio
gold ■ A stranger came to my shop
a few days ago, und guvo me that loaf
and told me to soil it cheaply, or giro
it away to the honcstcst poor mun
whom I know In tho city. I told Da
vid to sond Mice to mo as a customtr,
this morning; as thou wouldst not
have the loaf for nothing, I sold it to
thco, us thou knowost, for tlio last
pcnco la thy purse; nud tho loaf with
ull its treasure—.and, curies, It Is net
small—.is Millie, und God grant thee a
blessing with iu”
Tho.poor father bout his lioad to tho
ground, wliilo tho tears foil ft-om his
qiuuiiu, tviuiu uiu Uluru ion iron: ills
eyes. IBS bey ran uud put his hands
about Ids ucck nud said, •! *| w ||
|'“| like you, nty futlicr, trust Go,l
do what is right, fur l am »uro it
. ,, ’ , ’ , will never puL us to shauie.”—Litt o
told you to love me as she Used to Lessons with Great Mtauliigs.
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