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MEMORIAM.
Representing nothing on God’s earth now,
And naught in the waters below it;
As the pledge of a nation that passed away,
Keep it, dear friend, and show it —
Show it to tho. e who will lend an ear
To the tale this trifle will tell:
Of liberty born of a patriot’s dream,
Of a storm-cradled nation that fell.
Too poor to posse .s the precious ores,
And too much of a stranger to borrow,
We issued to-day our ‘ promise to pay,”
And hoped to redeem on the morrow.
The days rolled on, and weeks became years,
But our coffers were empty sti'l;
Coin was so scarce the treasury quaked
If a dollar should in the till.
But the fa ; th that was in us was strong indeed
Though our poverty well we diserned ;
And this little check represents the pay
That our suffering veterans earned.
They knew it had hardly a value in gold,
Yet as gold our soldiers received it;
It gazed in our eyes with a promise to pay
And every true soldier believed it.
Put our boys thought little of price or pay
Or of bills that were over-due—
We knew if it bought our bread to-day,
’Twas the best our poor country could do.
Keep it; it tells our histo y over,
From the birth of the dream to the last;
Modest and born of the angel hope,
* Like our hope of success it pa sed.
A New Litany.
From all the dread and all the fear,
Of those who watch with eye and ear,
Their neighbors’ faults to see and hear,
Good Lord deliver tis!
From all the pomp aud pride innate,
Of little men who think they’re great,
While fools around them fawning wait,
Good Lord deliver us
From all the love and hate of those
Who go around with turned-up nose, —
Whose only merit is their clothes,
Good Lord deliver us!
From all the girls with silly pate,
Who go abroad with mincing gait,
When shallow swains upon them wait,
Good Lord deliver us !
From eveiv girl who walks the street,
With Grecian bend and cramped-up feet,
And thinks she is so very neat,
Good Lord deliver us!
From temperance men who talk so big
How rummies’ wheels they’re going to trig,—
Yet on the sly will take a swig,
Good Lord deliver us •
From every swell with swaggering gait,
Who struts about with head elate,
As though the world did on him wait,
Good Lord deliver us!
From every one who wi’l pretend
To be a firm and faithful friend,
That lie may gain some se’fish end,
Good Lord deliver us!
There’s Not One True in Seven.
These girls are a'l a fleei’ng show,
For man’s illusion given;
Their smiles o.'joy, their tears of woe ;
Deeeiifnl shine, deceit! ul flow:
There not one true in seven.
And false the flash of Beauty’s eye,
As fading hues of even :
And love and laughter—all a lie ;
And hope awakened, but to die—
There’s not one true in seven.
Poor mushrooms of a sunny day !
Yet bloom and be forgiven,
For lifes ’at best a show. Away,
Dull, drowsy Thought!—l’U join the gay,
Aud romp with aU the seven.
INTEKESTING ITEMS.
The subdued Modocs are pitching r en
n’es.
instead of the d.ink-sellers.
tra’s needle from Egypt io Pa’ is.
There, are over 24,000 idiots in this
country who are acknowledged as such.
Wisconsin raised one bale of cotton
tins year, it being exhibited at the State Fair.
• During the reign of Louis XIV, the
laces necessary for a gentleman’s costume cost
$13,000.
Of the numerous postmistresses in the
United States, not one was ever known to de
fraud the government.
There are forty-five post offices in the
United States by the name of Washington,
and yet people w J JI tell Fes.
A moth, whose wings measured from
tip to tip ten inches, was on exhibition at the
Middlesex (Conn.) Fair this fall.
A marriage was recently celebrated in
Faris between a dwarf and a giantess, the for
mer 40 inches high and the latter 7 feet.
A story is abroad that ghastly lights
are now frequently seen at night in that sol
emn old burial ground in the New Bowery,
near Olive street, New York, aud that shrieks
like those of owls are heard there.
The following data have recently been
published in regard to the growth of men and
women: “ The average weight of boys at
birth is 64 pounds; the average weight of
girls is 6i pounds; the average weight of
males at 20 is 143 pounds; the average weight
$f females is 123 pounds. Men acquire great
est weight, on an average, at 35, weighing 152
pounds; women at 50, weighing 132 pounds.
CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 13, 1874.
SIHNINGS.
A cheap present —Giving the Be.
Hodfellows—Brick-carriers.
When is iron the most ironical ? W hen
it is a railing.
Not one man in 10,000 ever admitted
his shirts fit him.
The good Job—The one that was cov
ered with boils.
The first law of gravity—Never laugh
at your own jokes.
Those who in quarrels interpose,
Must often wipe a bloody nose.
doesn’t R-o-c-h-e-s-t-e-r spell Roosier ?
The genius is yet to be born who is to
i.ivent a practical sub titute for labor.
What is that which every one can di
\ 'de, but no one can s,ee where it has been
divided? Water.
A man in Cincinnati adve tising for a
situation, says: “ Work is not so much an
object as good wages.”
S’nee the report was started that ear
rings make a woman deaf, over 200 husbands
a ’e said to have carried home sets of jewelry.
An observing man has discovered a
simßarity between a young lad'es’ seminary
and a sugar factory, as both refine what is al
ready sweet.”
’Hie Shakers of New York number 80
less than two years ago, and they’ve got to
throw away their single bedsteads or become
an extinct sect.
Gar+ers and monogram clasps are now
all the fashion with pretty girls. The style
is ..aid to be convenient and elegant, and we
hope to see more of it.
struck by lightning the coroner s jury ren
dered a verdici: “Hew? ’ killed by the Lord,
but the Lord is ail right.”
A Cleveland man lost two inches of
h’s ear the other day, and a Toledo paper says
he will have to carry a bag of shot oh that
shoulder to balance himself.
A negro magi irate in Desha county,
Ark., grants divorsas quite terse’v. He sim
ply says: “ I jined you, so I butt you ’sun
der. So go, you niggers, you!”
A fashion reporter writes : “ Dresses
are not to be worn any longer this season.’ -
That would do very well for warm weather,
yut what about the late cold snap ?
A young lady, just out of town for the
summer, is sure that the horrid cows are even
more dangerous thau a mad bull, because the
bull would only give a butt, whfle the cows
give butter.
Simkins playfully remarked that he’s
four fools for a wife: “ Eeautiool, dutifool,
youthfool, and del’ghtfool.” “ Poor me,”
sighed h ; s wife, “ I have only one for a hus
band, a dampbool.”
A youth went to consult with the fa
ther of his lady-love. He is now said to take
his meals in a standing position, and tries to
make people be l ‘eve that he is afflicted with
one of Job’s comforters.
Marry for love young men, but remem
ber that it is as easy to love a g'rl whose pa
has SIOO,OOO in bank one whose o l d man
shs up behind a pair of brindle steers and
yells: “ Whoa! you Buck, come yer cattle!”
An old story tells us how an i ll iterate
safior, about to ship on board her Majesty’s
ship Gordon, speß out the name backwards,
gad retired in disgust at the idea of serving in
a vessel wlrcli had “ no grog” written on her
bow.
A young mule recently kicked a dar
key, at the Glade. Toe nigger felt tne place
whe e the mule’s heel landed, looked at his
head a minute, and exclaimed : “ You better
qu'tdatc’am foolishness; I’ll hurt you some
o' dese days.”
A newly married Danbury couple re
cently started oat on the'r wedding tour ac
companied by a small sized two-year-old in
fant, which they had hired for the purpose of
deceiving the vulgar public in the matter of
their new found bliss.
many ?” said a wi "e to a dying spouse, who
had been someth’ng of a tyrant in his day.
“Marry the devil, if you want to!” was the
gruff reply. “ No, I thank you, my dear; one
of the same fam’iy is enough for me.”
At Salisbury Point, Mass., the r e are
three churches, the min' ter of each rejoic’ng
in the name of Wright. One lives in the up
per part of town, one in the lower, and the
third at the mills. So the people have dubbed
their spiritual guides as “Upwright,” “Down
wright,” and “ Millwright.”
The opeuing chapter of a Western
newspaper sereal begins thus: “ ’Twas mid
night. The darkness that hung like a funeral
pall, suspended betwixt Heaven and earth,
was ever and anon lighted up by a livid flash
of serpentine lividitv, occasionally relieved
by a snap like the closing of a well-greased
jack-knife.”
Julia —Oh ! Ca rie, I’ve got anew fel
ler, perfectly splend'd! The other one was too
miserab’e for anything. (Moore overhears
this extraordinary language of his biloved
Julia, and thinks that it is all over with him,
and that the world is hollow. Poor “ feller,”
how is he to know that the dear girl is only
talking about her sewing machine ?”
At a teachers’ institute in Scottsville,
Ky., the question arose, “ Why is it that a pig
may drink a bucket full of slop, and then be
placed in the same bucket and not fill it ?”
The teachers having all failed to give any sat
isfactory solution, the question was referred
to Captain Gib Mulligan, who at once ren
dered his decision that there must have been a
leak about the pig. There was no further dis
cussion.
JACK BABBITS.
How one of Them S?ved a Miner's Life.
While my friend Clyde and myself
were outdii the hills back of the Golden
Gate Park last week, a jack rabbit came
along and stopped to look at us.
“ If I had thought to bring my revol
ver along we would have jack on toast
for breakfast to-morrow/’ I remarked.
“ Not with my consent,” he replied.
“ What reason can you give for not
consenting.”
“ A rabbit saved my life, and I have
not killed one since, and never will
kill one again.”
“ How did he manage to save vour
life?”
Three years ago I was living in Mom
tana. A smelter had just been built,
and it created a demand for silver rock.
I owned an interest in a lead that had
been sunk on 80 feet. Thinking the
time had come to make it available, I
concluded to go there and get some ore,
and have it tested. I did so; and
reached the place just in time to take
shelter in the mine from a terrible hail
storm . I lighted my candle, went to the
bottom, and went to work. I had not
been there more than five minutes when
I heard a noise that sounded like a
cannon. The rock over my head shook,
and in a moment the shaft behind me
caved. You can imagine my feelings
better than I can describe them, when I
found myself buried alive. I tremble
even at this distant day when I think of
that moment. The roof of the shaft was
rocks, and when they came down they
did not pack so tight, but what the air
came through. There was nothing tfiat
I could do to relieve myself. I knew if
relief did not come from the outside I
must perish. No one knew I had gone
there. A road ran past the mouth of the
shaft, but it was not travelled much, and
I was not likely to attract attention by
calling; nevertheless I shouted at inter
vals all day. The following morning I
commenced calling again; and all day,
whenever I thought I heard a sound, I
shouted.
“ When night came again all hopes of
being released had abandoned me. One
thing added great bitterness to my suf
ferings. I owed .quite a large amount of
money, and should my fate remain un
known, my creditors would think I had
fled to defraud them, and my name
would be stigmatized.
“ I will not dwell on the agonies I en
dured ; I am sorry I cannot forget them.
“ The morning of the fourth day of my
imprisonment I heard something crawl
into my grave. I lighted my candle and
saw a rabbit. There was only one aper
ture large enough to admit him ; I closed
it to prevent his escape. I saw in him
food to appease my hunger, and my
hand was raised to kill him, when a
thought occurred to me that prevented
the blow from descending. I had two
fish-lines; their united length would
reach to the road. I took off my shirt,
tore it into strings, tied them together,
and on to the fish line. I wore a long
gold watch chain ; I tied it on to the
part of the line that would cross the
road. I then cut several leaves from my
diary, wrote on them my condition, and
tied them to that part of the line that
would be outside. I then tied the end
made out of my shirt- around Jack’s
neck and let him out. He soon reached
the end of the line, and I knew by the
way he was pulling that he was making
desperate attempts to escape. Soon the
tugging stopped, and knowing gnawing
to be Jack’s chief accomplishment, I
thought he had cut himselfloose. About
three hours afterward I felt the line
pulled, then someone called. I tried to
answer, but the hoarse noise I made died
in the cavern. I then pulled the line to
show I was not dead.
“ All grow still again, and I knew the
man had gone for assistance. Then
came the sound of voices ; I pulled iu
the line, and it brought me food. It
took all the men who worked in the
shaft nine hours to reach me.
“ Avery large pine tree that stood
near the shaft had been the cause of my
misfo.tune. It had been dead a number
of years, and the storm had blown it
over. The terrible blow when it struck
the ground had caused the cave.
“Jack had wound the line around a
bush, and tied himself so short that he
was imprisoned outside as securely as I
had been inside. He was taken to town,
put in a large cage, and supplied with all
the rabbit delicacies the market afforded.
He, hoover, did not thrive, and the
boys, believing that he ‘pined in
thought, voted to set him free. He
was taken back to his old girdling
grounds and liberated.
“He not only saved my life, but be
came the benefactor of all the rabbits in
the neighborhood—the miners refrain
ing from shooting any, fearing it might
be him.
How They Played It on Dougherty.
One day last week four or five Detriot
ers went into Maeomb county to shoot
squirrels and kick their shins against
lo c s and fence rails. They had just
eaten a cold lunch in the woods one
noon, when one of the party, a young
man named Dougherty, stretched out
on his back, pulled his hat over his eyes,
and gave hi3 mind up to the work of as
sisting his body to catch a little rest.
The remainder of the party having an
understanding before hand, quietly
withdrew, one by one. One of them pass
around to a bush near Dougherty’s feet,
and took a tin rattle-box from his pock
et. Another stood close to the young
man’s legs, and, in a suppressed voice,
when the signal wal%iven, whispered :
“For heaven’s sake! Dougherty, don’t
move so much as a finger ! A big rat
tlesnake is right under your leg !”
Dougherty was flat on his back, eyes
covered, arms sprawled out, and his voice
trembled as he replied :
“My God ! what shall I do?”
“Keep perfectly quiet! It is your on
ly hope ! If you even raise a finger he
will dart his fangs into you!”
The man with the rattle-box gave it a
shake, and reached out and laid a club
across Dougherty’s legs, while the other
man moved off about twenty feet and
exclaimed:
“Heavens ! what can we do ? If we
shoot we may kill Dougherty !”
The club was rolled off* on the grour and
and the victim whispered:
“For mercy sake kill it.”
The club was rolled over his legs
again, the box shaken, and the man whis
pered back:
“Be quiet or it is instant death. I
think the snake wants to go to sleep, and
if you will keep still you will be all
light.”
The box was shaken, the club moved
around, and finally the “snake” seemed
to Dougherty to settle down on his breast.
He dared not whisper for fear of rous
ing it, but one of the men called out :
“There! It is asleep! We’ll move
away and wait for it to glide off.”
The whole crowd moved over behind
a bank and laughed and rolled and tore
up the dirt until they were exhausted,
while poor Dougherty lay there like a
log, not even daring to draw an ordinary
breath. The sweat ran down his face
and started out from his body until his
shirt was wringing wet. The fellows
took their guns and tramped away, leav
ing him thus, and were gone an hour
and a half. When they returned Dough
erty was sitting up, having discovered
the joke about five minutes previously.
He didn’t have a word to say, but there
was a whole unabridged dictionary in
his eye. They spoke to him, but for an
answer he rose up, shouldered his gun,
and made a bee-line for the highway,
and none of the party has met him since.
A Mother Murders Her Son.
One of the most horrible murders on
record was perpetrated near Anderson,
Indiana. On the “ Mawson farm” lived
Mrs. Mawsoh, her soil Albert, or “ Abby”
as he was more frequently called, and an
elder son, Thomas. For some time
Albert has been missed by the neighbors,
and bis mother was always ready with
some plausible tale concerning his ab
sence —volunteered information indeed,
before being questioned. Sometimes
she represented him as having gone to
Cleveland, sometimes to England, and
again o California. Occasionally she
oiK red for sale some article formerly be
longing to her son. A suit of clothes,
nearly new, was taken back to the mer
chant of whom they were purchased,
and sold for a small sum. Arin r and
some other little trinkets were l’kewise
sold. These sales were always accom
panied by some kind of a story. Albert
couldn’t take them with him, or be had
left them for her to sell, or she had to
raise money and desired to sell what
Albert would never need. She refused
to sleep alone, and she passed her nights
with the neighbors when no one could
be found to stay with her in the farm
h ouse. She became so haggard that the
neighbors noticed it. A peculiar object
of her solicitude was an old well on the
premises. She would call persons to see
how clear the water was. Finally the
well was found choked up with stones
and loose boards. Suspicion having
been aroused by the conduct of Mrs.
Mawson she and her son Thomas were
arrested. When the well was cleared
out the body of Albert was discovered.
Both the accused were then committed
to jail, and—a singular instance of a
guilty conscience—each feared to be left
alonfe, and sought permission to burn
their lamps during the night, and it was
granted.
Wearing a tight collar is very apt to
cause bronchitis.
VOL I—NO. 6.
A Hard Nut for Skillful Spellers to Crack.
Spellers of all grades and ages will
find the attempt to write the following
from dictation, an interesting puzzle.
A lady who was sure she could win the
Webster’s Unabridged, offered as a prize,
in case she succeeded, missed only 22 of
the 99 hard words. A professor of lan
guages, who prided himself on his
knowledge of orthography, missed 28.
It is possible that some typo may not
put them all up correctly. Let us see it
some of our readers can detect the er
rors. Webster is the standard :
The most skillful gauger I ever knew
was a maligned cobbler, armed with i.
poniard, who drove a pedler’s wagon,
using a mullein stalk as an instrument of
coercion, to tyrannize over his pony shod
with calks. He was a German Saddu
cee, and had a plithisieky catarrh, dip
theria, and the bilious intermittent ery
sipelas. A certain Sibyl, with the sobri
quet of “Gypsy,” went into ecstacies of
cacliinnation at seeing him measure a
bushel of peas, and separate saccharine
tomatoes from a heap of peeled potatoes
without dyeing or singeing the ignitible
queue which he wore, or becoming para
lyzed with a hemorrhage. Lifting her
eyes to the ceiling of the cupola of the
capitol, to conceal her unparalleled em
barraasment, making a rough courtesy,
and not harrassing him with mystifying,
rarefying and stupefying innuendoes,
she gave him a couch, a bouquet of
lilies, mignonette, and fuchsias, a treat
ise on mnemonics, a copy of the Apoch
rypha in hieroglyphics, daguerreotypes
of Mendelssohn ancMvOseiusco, a kaleid
oscope, a dram phiift of ipecacuanha, a
teaspoonful of naptha for deleble pur
poses, a ferule, clarionet, some licorice,
a surcingle, a carnelian of symmetrical
proportions, a chronometer with movable
balance wheel, a box of dominoes and a
catechism. The guager, who was also a
trafficking rectifier, and a parishioner of
mine, preferred a woolen surtout (his
choice was referable to a vacilating occa
sionally occurring idiosyn-crasy), woful
ly utterred this apothegm: “Li is
checkered; but schism, apostacy, heresy
and villainy shall be punished.” The
Sybil apologizingly answered: “There
is ratably an allegeable difference be
tween a conferrable ellipsis trisylla
bic dijeresis.”
The Modocs.—So completely- have
the Modocs disappeared from public no
tice that the visit to Yreka, Cal., of a
small delegation of their tribe on a twen
ty days’ leave of absence from their re
servations, has excited considerable in
terest in their fate. From the Yreka
Journal we gather the following facts
regarded them at the present time: “The
turbulent, discontented, war-like Modoc
disappeared wlienCapt. Jack,Schonchin,
Boston Charley, and Black Jim were
executed on the scaffold at Fort Klam
ath, and those now in existence are
leading quiet and peaceable lives in the
different reservations to which they have
been assigned. Schonchin’s' followers
are living at Yainox, a bleak and dreary
district seventy miles northeast of Fort
Klamath. They number about 120, in
cluding women and children. Jack’s
people, numbering about 170 persons,
are settled in the Indian Territory, un
der the chieftainship of Scarfaced Char
ley. Some sixty of the tribe, who had
not been engaged in the hostilities
against the whites, and were friendly to
them, are living in the new country of
the Modocs, which formerly was a part
of Siskiyou, in the lava region. There
is no perceptible increase In their popu
lation, and in a few years they will un
doubtedly h#ve ceased to exist as a dis
tinct tribe.” .
The Wedding Ring on the Toe. —
An extraordinary marriage took place at
Jevingtcn, England, the other day, tle
ceremony being performed by the Rev.
Archdeacon Philpott, in the presence of
a very large congregation. The married
couple both belong to the parish of Jev
ington, bat the singular part is the fact
that the bride had no arms, and the ring
had to be placed on the thirdloe bfThe
left foot. At the conclusion of the
marriage ceremony she signed the regis
ter, holding the pen in her toes, in a
very decent “ hand.”
Two Very Singular Looking Ba
bies. — A Coal Creek correspondent
writes:
“There was a wonderful thing happen
ed at Coal Creek, on the night of the
10th of October. Mrs. Hightower gave
birth to two children who were grown to
gether from their waist up to the tops of
their breast. They had four feet, four
hands, and two heads, and were as nat
ural as any babies you ever saw in your
life. The babies were both dead—they
were female babies.”
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