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Sheriff Sales, per levy, 10 lines $5 00 Executors’, Aumini4trators’ and Guardi an’s Sales, per square 7 00 Each additional square 5 00 Notice to Debtors and Creditors, 30 days, 4 00 Notice of Leave to Bell, 30 days 3 00 Letters of Administration, 30 days 4 00 Letters of Dismission, 3 months 5 00 Letters of Guardianship, 30 days 4 00 Letters of Dis. Guardianship, 40 days.... 3 75 Homestead Notices, 2 insertions 2 00 Rule Nisi’s per square, each insertion... 1 00 GEORGIA RAILROAD SCHEDULE The following is the schedule on the Geor gia Railroad, with time of arrival at and de parture from every station on the Athens Branch: UP DAY PASSENGER TRAIN. Leave Augusta at 8:00 a. m. Arrive at Union Point 11:33 a. m. Leave Union Point 11:40 a. m. Arrive at Atlanta ....... 4:00 p. m. DOWN DAY PASSENGER TRAIN. Leave Atlanta at 7:00 a. m. Arrive at Union Point 11:32 a. m. Leave Union Point 11:36 a. rn. Arrive at Augusta 3:30 p. m. UP NIGHT PASSENGER TRAIN. Leave Augusta at 8:15 p. m. Arrives at Union Point at 12:55 p. m. Arrive at Atlanta 6:25 a. m. DOWN NIGHT PASSENGER TRAIN. Leave Atlanta at 10 30 p. m. Arrive at Union Point 3 54 a. m. Arrive in Augusta 7 40 a. m. ATHENS BRANCH TRAIN. DAY TRAIN —Down. Time Stations. Arrive. Depart, bet. sta’s. A. M. Athens 8 45 25 Wintersville 9 10 9 15 30 Crawford 9 45 9 50 25 Antioch 10 15 10 18 15 Maxey’s 10 33 10 35 15 Woodville 10 50 10 55 20 Union Point 11 15 DAY TRAIN— Up. Union Point...P. M. 11 45 20 Woodville 12 05 12 10 15 Maxev’s 12 25 12 30 15 Antioch 12 45 12 50 25 Crawford 1 15 1 20 30 Wintersville 1 50 1 55 25 Athens 2 20 NIGHT TRAIN— Down. Athens a. m. 10 00 25 Wintersville 10 25 10 30 30 Crawford 11 00 11 05 25 Antioch 11 30 11 32 15 Maxey’s 11 47 11 49 15 Woodville 12 04 12 10 25 Union Point 12 35 a. m. NIGHT TRAIN — Up. Union Point 3 55 25 Woodville 4 20 4 24 15 Maxey’s 4 39 4 41 15 Antioch 4 56 4 58 25 Crawford 5 23 5 27 30 Wintersville 5 57 6 02 28 Athens 6 30 NOWOPEN CRAWFORD HOUSE CRAWFORD, GA., R. A. McMahan, Proprietor, TS NOW OPEN TO THE TRAVELING _L public. This hotel is immediately on the Railroad, and nearly opposite the Depot. The rooms are well ventilated, the beds clean and comfortable, the table supplied with the best the market affords, well prepared. A call so licited. Terms $2.00 per day. Meals supplied at all hours of the day at short notice. An attentive Porter will be found at the depot on the arrival of the train, in readiness to convey the baggage of guests to the hotel. A genuine old Tennessee welcome and meal promised all who favor me with a a call. R. A. McMAHAN. @lf£ (Dgkll)ciqn' Cdio. DEVILTRIES. —ls sa/e-robbing dangerous ? —How to find a girl out —Call when she isn’t in. —Joshua was the first man who ever took a newspaper. He stopped the Sun. —lt is women dress to worry themselves a*! make other women un happy. —We are told that nothing is made in vain. How about a pretty girl? Isn’t she maiden vain ? A Western druggist has invented the 44 Bessie Turner sleeping draught” for teething children. —A young lady at the Hartford Acad emy received fifty lashes. She was born with them—over her eyes. —No doubt the happiest dogs that ever lived were the two taken aboard of No ah’s ark —for they had but one pair of fleas between them. —lt is said that Brigham Young has acquired the title of General from having been called “ Briggy dear” so often by his numerous wives. —The man whose hair turned white in a single night, is put in the shade by a Crawford married man, whose hair dis appeared in a single night. —He was scalded to death from a boi ler explosion, and on his tomb-stone they chiseled deeply: “ Sacred to the memory of our ’steamed friend.” _—“ Jump-up-and-run-away-and-then sit-down-again” is the name of a Red Cloud Indian who has just taken the war path. He must have sat down on a pin. —The question is often asked how a young lady, working on an afghan, keeps count of all the knits. The only suppo sition is that she must carry them in her head. —A way has been discovered of mak ing a delicious perfume out of bed-bugs. Thus anew industry is opened to the en terprising housewife and boarding-house keeper. —Crowing hoy on fence to boy on the walk : “ Aha ! You ain’t got no baby at your house.” Sneering boy on walk to boy on the fence : “ I don’t care, our lit tle dog’s got six pups ; aha-a !” —The longest night in Norway lasts three months, and when a young man goes to see his girl, her mother, before retiring, tells her not to ruin her health by sitting up more than two months. --“Say, do you think Beech ?” Zip, something went whizzing through the air, and the questioner was a cold corpse. The coroner’s jury returned a verdict of “ Justifiable manslaughter.” —What demon is it that could prompt a parcel of young ladies to lock a young man up in the front parlor while they amused themselves sliding down the hall stair bannisters? Don’t ask us now. That’s a cold water conundrum. —“ It’s well enough for you to name your boy Elias,” said Aunt Hepzibah, but for gracious goodness’ sake don’t name him Alias, ’cause the Aliases are always cuttin’ up bad. Here’s Alias Jones, Alias Brown, Alias One-eyed Jack, all been took up for robbing and stealing.” —As a stranger was, Saturday, knock ing at the door of a house in Lexington, a boy came around the corner and inqui red : “ Got anything to sell ?” “ Yes, I want to sell your mother a box of tooth paste.” “ Might as well git off’n the steps,” continued the boy, as a smile broke out around his mouth ; “ she’s got store teeth, and she cleans ’em with a woolen rag!” . He wrote and told her that he would be around at 8 o’clock in the evening, concluding his note with the following couplet: With breath as sweet as roses Thou’lt breathe upon me love. And she coldly answered : “ You’d bet ter not come. We had onions in the soup to-day.” —At a camp-meeting last summer, a venerable sister began the hymn— Mv soul be on thy guard : Ten thousand foes arise. She began in shrill quavers, but it was pitched too high : “Ten thousand—Ten thousand,” she screeched, and stopped. “ Start her at 5,0001” cried a converted stock-broker present. —A ragged, forlorn-looking hoy was strolling around the Southern depot yes terday, smoking the stub of a cigar, when philanthropist in waiting for a train handed out ten cents and remarked: “ Take it, bub; I feel sorry for you.” “No yer don’t,” exclaimed the* boy, drawing back. “ Why, it’s a free gift—l lon’t ask anything for it,” replied the man. “I know you,” continued the boy, his eyes twinkling; “you want me to S remise to grow up and become Presi ent, and I ain’t going to tie myself up for any man’s ten cents!” —“ Is this the post office ?” inquired a stranger the other day as he approached Hams Pace, who was quietly unwinding his pet snake from his arm. 44 It is,” was the reply. “ And you have stamps here?” “Yes sir?” “ Will you be so kind as to please sell me one V* “ I will.” “I am very sorry to bother you,” continued the stranger, as Harris was tearing off the stamp, 44 but I want to send a. letter off, and I hope you’ll excuse me.” 44 That’s all right,” replied the postmaster. “Yes, I believe it is all right,” said the stran ger. “ I’m a thousand times obliged for your courtesy, and now I want to beg one more great favor. Can I mail this letter here ?” “ Why, of course !” “ Can I ? Here, give me your hand, old man! I’ve been living for near forty years, and I ain’t used to this sort o’ kindness, and it goes right to my heart!” CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JULY 23, 1875. 11 SCULPED.” “ Injuns, stranger—lnjuns ? Yes, I know the hull gang of ’em from Red Cloud and Spotted Tail down to the tod dling pappoose, I ought to know ’em — I’ve fit ’em for nigh unto thirty years !” He was a grim looking old man, with grizzly locks in view under his coon-skin cap. He had on a bear-skin coat, Indian moccasins, buckskin shirt and leggins, and he held a long rifle between his knees as we talked. “ These Western railroads are rabidly civilizing the country—fast killing off In- 1 dians, wolves and buffaloes ?” He looked around the car, which was handsomely furnished and finished, and sighed as he replied : “ Yes, times are gittin’ wus an’ wus down this way. I’ve been thinkin’ of goin’ up to the Yellowstone, whar a man can go out any time o’ day and git up a squar fight with a grizzly, or raise a rum pus with the reds.” “ You must be quite an old man ?” “ Only ’bout sixty. I aint quite so limber on a long run, an’ can’t sleep quite so well witn the rain pouring down into my face, but if I thought I wasn’t good for any three Injuns on the plains, or any grizzly that ever stood on legs, I’d ax ye to shoot me I” “ You must have seen wild times out here?” “ Purty wild—purty wild,” mused the old man: “there used to be heaps o’ reds out here, to say nothing of the wolves, b’ars and rattle-snakes, an’ thar was times when death rose up to shake hands with me.” “ Ever taken prisoner ?” “ I’d ought hev been—l guess I was” he said, as he uncovered his head. “ Why, you’ve been scalped?” “ They called it sculping, stranger!” “ And who did that ?” “ This same blasted Red Cloud. He didn’t use the knife, but he stood by and hollered and encouraged the chap who did do it.” “ Your sensation must have been terri ble.” # “ There wasn’t time to feel any sensa tions, stranger. They sneaked in on me an’ Tom as we dozed, an, when I woke up Tom was riddled an’ my sculp was hanging to an Injun’s belt!” “ And what then ?” “ Nothing much, I got up and killed two, wounded another, and legged it up thecanon and got away. Ifitwasto do over again I’d git my topknot back or fight the whole Sioux nation till sumbody went under!” He seemed lost in reflection for a mo ment, and then continued: “ I don’t know what sculps is wuth in the market, but I guess I’ve got the full value of mine. I’ve knocked over risin’ of thirty Sioux since that night, an’ I guess I’d be willin’ to pass receipts.” “ l suppose you’ve had a turn at half a dozen different tribes?” /‘Less see?” he mused. “Thar’s the Sioux, Blackfeet, Pawnees, Arrapahoes, Shoshones, Cheyennes, an’ three or four other tribes. They’ve all hunted me, and I’ve hunted them, an’ I can’t say as they owe me anything.” “ I notice a bad scar on your face.” “ Party good sear for a common man, but I kin show ye the sculp-lock of the Pawnee who made it. He jumped on to me jist after I had swum a river, an’ he thought he’d get hold of a jack rabbit. ’Twas a bad cut, and it kind a ’mazed me at fust, but when I did cum to, he was dead afore he could yell twice ! I said it was a purty good sear, but it isn’t quite quite ekal to this.” And he pushed up the legging on his right leg and exhibited a scar which made me draw back. The foot, ankle, and the leg as high as I could see had been burned by fire. “ The Blackfeet had me fast to a stake once, yeobsarve,” he explained. “That was the time when they poked eacli oth er in the ribs an’ said they had a dead sure thing on old Carter, hut they wuz mistaken. They had me three days, and I’d bin kicked an’ cuffed until there wasn’t any more fun in it, an’ then they tied me to a stake an’ lighted a fire around me. ’Twas pretty clus stranger —pretty clus J” “ Anel how did you escape ?” “ Half a dozen of my old pards came along jist in time to knock over half the band and save me.” There was silence again while he un buttoned his shirt and showed me a bo som literally grid-ironed with scars. “ Well, thar may be two or three knife cuts thar,” he explained, but the heft of them scare wuz made by a grizzly. He wasn’t one o’ these bar calves that sum folks knock over an’ then blow about, but a reg’lar three-story, old-fashioned grizzly, such as ye don’t find outside o’ the darkest canons in the Rockies. I wuz bendin’ over the fire when the var mint slid down a canon an’ wuz right on hand afore I had any warnin’.” “ And was it a hard fight ?” “It wuz a putty fight,stranger,because it wuz a fair fight. I had a big knife, an’ he had teeth an’ claws, an’ we went in ter kill. He wuz good grit, but a leetle slow. Thar wuz about thirty days after that little epysode that my pard had to nuss me like a child.” “ And you mean to die here ?” “ That’s for the Lord to say, but I ’spects yer more’n right. The Injuns is putty quiet down here, an’ these keers ar’ bringing heaps o’ people West, but I’m goin’ up whar a white man won’t disturb the Lord’s works for a hundred years to cum ! I feel kinder mean an’ small down here—as if I wuz huntin’ rabbits, but up the Yellowstone a feller kin brace up after he’s knocked over a red or two an’ feel as if he wusn’t foolin’ away his young days !” And that was old Carter. —An agricultural paper says kind words will cure a cow from kicking. It may be so, but most people will still ob serve the old custom of using a fence-rail. OOBLEIGrH’S AUNT. A Pleasant Lady at a Dinner-Table. [By the Danbury News Man.] Mr. Cobleigh’s aunt, from Cornwall, came to see him Friday. She is a nice old lady, and Cobleigh was glad to see her when he went home at noon. When they sat down to dinner and Cobleigh had plentifully helped her to food, she peered over the top of her glasses at him a moment and then observed, with some anxiety: “ Ain’t you well, Joseph ?” “Oh, yes, aunty— quite well. Why?” “ I thought you looked kinder yaller under the eyes,” she explained, continu ing her gaze as if in doubt whether to be lieve his inlpressions or her experience. “ You must be keerful of yourself, for there’s a heap of sickness all about. Haven’t you any salts in the house?” “ Yes, there’s a paper of them in the pantry,” explained Mrs. Cobleigh. “ Well, he ought to take a little of them every mornin’ about an even spoonful be fore breakfast. I’m sure he is bilious, an’ there’s nothing better’n salts for bil iousness. They won’t do him any harm, any way, an they keep his blood cool, an’ so keep off fever. We’ve never been without salts in the house for forty years, and land only knows, how much doctors’ bills they’ve saved us. I don’t believe in doctors nohow. They pretend to know everything, but I can tell them some things about sickness they don’t know. They’re good in some cases* I’ll allow, but if people would only take care of them selves, an’ go to dosin’ as soon as they commence to feel out of kilter, there’dbe fewer doctors, I warrant ye. But some folks are like sticks. They never keep anything on hand, an’ when they are ta ken down—off post haste for a doctor, an’ out goes five dollars, ten dollars, an’ sometimes fifty an’ a hundred dollars, when ten cents’ worth of salts or a little rhubarb would have answered the hull purpose.' I haiut got no patience with such people, an’ I never did have. I’ll take another pertaty, Joseph.” “ You knowed Precilia Ames, Barney Ames’ sister—she was down with a fever in February. They had two doctors, but they couldn’t do anything to help her. Then they sent over for me. She was an awful-looking spectacle. Her bones seemed to push right through her skin, and the calf of her leg could be spanned by my finger and thumb. I never seed any one fell away as she was. She was a dreadful-looking object, I can tell you. Why, even her throat was full of little festers that kept a breaking all the while )J [Mr. Cobleigh was just on the point of swallowing a piece of cabbage, but he had to close his mouth shut and wait a moment before he could do it.J “ I seed what Was to be done must be done at once, an’ so I went at it. I gave her a good big dose of blood-root, and put mustard drafts on her feet, and a large one on her back. In less than two hours she began to feel better. But you ought to have seen her hack when that plaster came off Why, it was just as raw as a piece of beef, and there was a lot of yaller ” Mr. Cobleigh was about helping him self to a piece of the omelette at this juncture, but suddenly dropped it—“stuff all “How’s Uncle John getting along?” suddenly inquired Mr. Cobleigh, with a strange feeling in his throat. “ Why didn’t he come with you ?” “ O, he is up to his ears in farm work, and he is short-handed one man, which makes it unfortunate just now.” “ Why, where’s the man,” inquired Mr. Cobleigh, with a degree of anxiety which was certainly remarkable in view of the fact that he did not know the missing party ; in fact, had never heard of him before. “ O, lie’s down on his back with a fever sore on his knee,” replied the aunt. “ O, gasped Mr. Cobleigh, suddenly putting back a mouthful of meat he was just lifting, and turning white about the mouth. “ Yes, he has been sick two weeks with it,” added the aunt, resuming her vivac ity. “ Last Friday the Doctor lanced it, and you ought to have seen the stuff that come out of it. There was a pail— Mercy !” Mr. Cobleigh had hacked so precipi tately away from the table as to turn over a chair. “ Why, you ain’t goin’, Joseph ?” she ejaculated. “ I’m afraid I must; I have got a par ty to meet, whom I forgot all about till just this minute,” he explained, gulping down something in his throat to make room for a ghastly smile. “ I do believe Joseph is bilious,” re sumed the old lady after his departure. “ He ain’t eaten hardly anything an’ left his plate full. I hope you’ll remember to give him them salts regular, Ann Eli za. They’ll fetch him around all right.” And the old lady readjusting her glasses, returned to her dinner. A dispatch to the Memphis Avalanche from Forest City, Arkansas, says: “On ths 4th inst. Miss Ellen Hamilton, a young lady living with Captain James Hunter, was brutally outraged, cut with a knife, and left for dead, by a negro named Davis, who then stole a horse and left. He was followed by a party to Augusta, and was at one time arrested by an old Portuguese living there, but es caped. A large number of citizens are still in pursuit of him, and if found he will he summarily dealt with.” It is stated that Barnwell county, South Carolina, has a genuine case of Siamese twins. A woman in that coun ty recently gave birth to two children who are joined together by a ligature very closely resembling that which uni ted the bodies of Chang and Eng. POMEROY, THE BOY MURDERER. Decision of the Council in Reference to the Hanging—The Confession. A Boston dispatch states that the coun cil, on Friday, bv a vote of five to four, authorized the Governor of Massachu setts to issue his warrant for the execu tion of the boy murderer, Jesse Pomeroy, whose murder of two small children, for no cause whatever, is well remembered. An immense pressure was brought to bear on the Governor and council by parties in favor of meting out to Pomeroy the full extent of the law—i. e. hanging— instead of commutation of sentance of imprisonment for life. Delegation after delegation (mothers in nearly all cases) have waited upon members of the coun cil at their homes, offices, on the street, at the hotels while dining, and even in stores when making necessary purchases, have they been besieged by ladies, as soon as recognized as members of the Governor’s council, to cast their vote in favor of hanging whenever his case should come before the council for final disposition. THE CONFESSION. Pomeroy was visited at the jail where he has been confined since his conviction by members of the council, who con versed with him on the subject of his crimes. They found him to be an un usally bright and intelligent lad, his answers were given with promptness and decision; there was no wavering or hesi tation in them, but right to the point. When asked how many murders he had committed his quick reply was. “ Two, sir!” lie was asked why he killed the little boy, aud replied that “ he did not know.” He said that “he was standing with two others looking at the working of a fire engine, when he noticed a pretty looking little boy standing near. He suddenly asked the little fellow if he wouldn’t take a walk with him, and upon consenting, he was led across marshes a distance of at least a mile, when sudden ly he felt a fluttering in his head and mechanically he took his pocket-knife from his pocket, rapidly opened it, and stabbed, stabbed, stabbed it into his lit tle victim, having no conciousness of what he was doing at the time, and never that day fully realizing what he had done. That in all the time he was walking with the boy he did not have it in his mind to injure him, his only notion in having him with him was for companionship, and it was only when suddenly seized with this uncontrolable impulse that he did the deed, and it all occurred within a minute. The boy was a pretty child, and that was what attracted him toward him.” THE MURDER OF THE LITTLE GIRL. When asked about the circumstances ofhi.s killing the little girl in South Bos ton, he said, that “that morning his mother and brother were away, or en gaged, and he was obliged to attend to the periodical store. He sat reading awhile, when a pretty little girl, whom he had never seen before, came in and asked for same papers. As soon as she spoke, this terrible feeling all through him, with the fluttering in his head, came over him, and he replied: “They’re down cellar.” Unsuspectingly she open ed the door and passed down the stairs, Pomeroy immediately following, drawing his knife as he went. As soon as the bottom was reached he placed his left hand over her mouth, drew her head back toward his shoulder, with the knife in his right hand, cut herthroat; and she was dead in a minute. Not three minutes had expired from the time he first laid eyes on the little girl before she was dead.” ANOTHER OF POMEROY’S ATROCITIES At one of the hearings before the coun cil there were present with their parents several of the little victims of his pre vious atrocities. The recital of the in juries and tortures inflicted upon them by Jessee Pomeroy were startling. He met one little boy, when there was snow on the ground and the thermometer near zero, standing into a window; he told him a story as to how a man wanted a bundle carried a short distance, and as he had a sled with him he would give the boy a quarter if he would assist him. Consent being given, he led this boy away some two miles to a shed, entered and made the boy strip to the skin, tied him up, took his knife, stuck it into each cheek, drawing it away looking at the point to see the blood, then caused the little fellow to don his clothing, placed him on his sled, and drew him to the boy’s own door and left him. Anoth er boy he enticed into a boat house, made him strip, and then tortured him for an hour or more by sticking pins in to his flesh to the depth of from a quar ter to half an inch, and this hundreds of times, threatening to kill his victim upon the least outcry, finally releasing him and seeing him safely home. One thing is inexplicable—how did he dare to re turn with his little victims to their very doors, unless it was, as he says, that “ he didn’t know what he was doing.” A DIME NOVEL READER. Pomeroy has been a close reader of dime novels and yellow covered literature until, as one of tne gentlemen stated in his argument before the Council, “ his brain was turned, and his highest ambi tion was to be the Texas Jack of South Boston.” —About forty years ago, John Casey, then a poor boy, left his home in Ireland to seek his fortune in the New World. He went West, worked along with a single eye to business (the other was blind), attended strictly to his neighbor’s affairs, fostered the saloon interest, and List Friday he was triumphantly hanged in the presence of one of the largest concourses of peopled to grace an im portant event in the career of a fellow- ! citizen. Who says this is not the poor j man’s country? Cholera infantum is becoming an alarming epidemic among children. VOL I—NO. 42. ALL SORTS. In the parish of St. James, Louisiana, lately, two negroes were tried for mur der. They had a jury of their own color and stripe. The Sheriff* of the county is also a pure blooded Senegambian, and a very willing sort of an officer. The jury went out, after the charge, to find a ver dict, and were locked up in a room for it. The Sheriff had the key, and the court adjourned. The next morning when the court convened the Judge inquired after the jury. The Sheriff said they had found a verdict and fi? n a* * v t^em out > supposing the State had no further use for them and he had agreed to deliver their ver dict, Not guilty.” It was all right. He had not turned the prisoners loose too because the jailor was pig-headed and would not accept his authority. The Judge was quiet, but got very red. There is no other way but to go all over that trial again. The Sheriff thinks there ought to be*an amendment of the jurv system. J Two eloping couples from Kentucky were to be married at Casey ville, 111. the other day, and when they went before the parson some dozen of‘their friends men and women, “stood up” with them! lhe clergyman who performed the cere mony, the Rev. R. W. Jeffries by name married the whole crowd in this fashion : Gentlemen and ladies, do you agree to take those standing bv vour sides as vour lawful husbands and wives ?” to which they all nodded. The parties who offi ciated as groomsmen and bridesmaids were terribly surprised when they ascer tained that not only the eloping couples but themselves also had been joined in the indissoluble bonds of matrimony. A dispatch from Dresden, Ohio, an nounces that Robert Stickney, the cele brated rider and acrobat of Robinson’s Circus, accomplished last Saturday even ing at that place the extraordinary feat of turning a double somersault over twen ty-four horses. Hitherto the greatest number of horses over which “ a double” had ever been turned was eighteen, and the event is excitiug much talk among circus men. Uncle John Robinson of fers to wager that no other man living can turn even a single somersault over twenty-four horses. Certainly the feat of Stickney deserves record iu acrobatic annals as the most marvelous iu circus history. i have before me, says a writer, heads of wheat grown on the eastern side of the Mississippi, within ten miles of Mem phis, from grains taken from an ancient Egyptian sarcophagus sent, some years a g°> by the American Consul at Alexan dria to the Patant Office at Washington. The stalk and leaves are very like those of Indian corn, though smaller, and the heads or grain like that of sorghum or broom corn. Strange but true it is that this very wheat, degenerate but perfect in all its incidents, still grows among the weeds and grass that cover the mounds in the lowlands eighteen miles below Memphis. &alt Lake City can’t be a good town for a circus. Queen’s circus had to pay SIOO per day license for showing, and this was but a small part of the tax. Brigham Young and Daniel H. Wells exacted family tickets good for three day o and nights. They wanted 170 tick ets for their family, which at the regular rates amounted to $5lO. Brigham Said that this complimentary attention was necessary if Queen wanted to do a thriv ing business in his town, and Queen sub mitted. The best part of the circus tent" was partitioned off’ for the prophet’s harem. The Controller of the Currency desires to retire all circulating notes of the de nomination of five dollars of the follow ing banks, the notes of that denomina tion having been successfully counter feited : The First, Third and Traders* National Banks, Chicago; First Nation al Bank, Paxton, Illinois; First Nation al Bank, Canton, Illinois. National Banks throughout the oountry are re quested to return all notes of thase banks of the denomination of five dollars to the Treasury for redemption, and no ad ditional issues ot this denomination will; hereafter be issued to the banks. The longevity of toads is again under discussion, owing to a discovery made near Orsay. In digging up a garden some workmen unearthed some terra cotta vases, which they at first supposed to contain treasure. On breaking them,, however, two live toads were found clad in green velvet. This strange attire showed that they must be at least 200> years old, as an ancient treatise on magic and demonology mentions that, at tne beginning of the seventeenth century, sorcerers dressed up toads in this man ner for the achievement of certains charms. Thr land wires and aen cables have now been extended so as to cover nearly three-fourths of the circumference of the globe. Were a cable laid under the Pacific, the circuit would be complete. Telegrams can now be sent from Hong Kong, by way of India and England, to San Francisco, and it was only within a short time that a telegram, leaving Hong Kong Tuesday morning, was received in New York, Tuesday night, when it could have been sent in a few minutes to Sam Francisco had that city been ite destina tion. A sweet-potato item in the Mountain Echo, from its tuneful lyre in Knox coun ty .* John Chapel, who lives on Greasy, in Harian county, has a sweet potato weighing sixteen pounds. He keeps it buried, and has taken slips from it for seven years, and says it grows larger every year.