Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page.

u ©girth.or pc ©cho. SUBSCRIPTION. ONE YEAR 82.00 SIX MONTHS 1.00 THREE MONTHS 50 CLUB RATES. FIVE COPIES or less than 10, each... 1.75 TEN COPIES or more, each 1.50 Terms —Cash in advance. No paper sent ■ntil money received. All papers mopped at expiration of time, unless renewed. How .Hr. Parker Caught a Thiel. “ Did I ever tell you how I caught a thief once?'’ asked Mr. Parkei of his friend Mr. Johnson, as he sat smoking a pipe in Mr. Johnson’s comfortable “ place.” “ No, tell us about it r ” said Mr. John son, fillinj' the glasses with fresh ale. Well,” said Mr. Darker, “ I do not mind if I do. You see, I bought me a ■ice overcoat two or three years ago. It was one of the lot of r>ice overcoats, an.<l I was rather proud of it. I hung it up i.u the hail one day, and that evening, just *■> I was coming into the hall from dinner, I saw a chap getting out of the door with uiy overcoat on. I rushed after him, hut it was no go-—he got away. Next day I met that fellow on Broadway and had him arrested, but when we came into court and I tried to identify that coat he had fifty fellows there, and every blamed one of t.iem had a coat just like mine, and I couldn’t swear to it and tiie Judge had to let him go. Perhaps I wasn’t mad L ‘Greatguns!’ said I,‘am I to be robbed with impunity?’ ‘Parker, old boy,’ said Ito myself, ‘this will never do L’ So I went right hack to the store where I got the first coat and got one exactly like it. Now, said I, 1 11 set a trap for tha young man and I’ll see it I can’t identify this coat. I baited my trap- with the new coat, and sure enough the sneak thief came along and marched off with it. I chased him, but the rascal got away, and I began to wish I hadn’t been so sharp. Well, I looked for that fellow more than a week ; at last I caught him !. ‘ Young man,’ said l, ‘ I want that coat.’ ”Taere’ssome mistake-,.” said he. “ Yes, sir, there is,” said I; ‘‘you’ve got an honest man’s coat on.”' “ Well,” said lie. bold as brass, “ I'll go to court with you. There’s a thou sand other coats like this in New York. There’s no mark ou it; you can’t swear to it.” “ ‘ We’ll’ sec, said I. “We went to court. There were the fifty fellows’ coats just like mine, as be fore. The Judge tonic the coat and ex- < atnined it.” “‘ I fin 1 no in irk,’ said he ; ‘ can you indentify this as your property. Mr. Par ker V ‘Certainly,’ said I; my initials are in it.’ The prisoner h•gin to grin, for he had searched t!ie exit, no doubt, and found no m irk. “‘Give me tie c Kit,’ said I. Tue Judge handed m • tue coat, an 1 taking my pen mite, I ripe ■ 1 t le set a o i tie i shoulder in Ito c out two s n ill peas.! ‘ There arc my i litiais,’ said I—• P. p.— J Peleg Park- r’’ “‘ Wllln <1 l!’ s lid the prisoner. 4 lltf wI- id (-1 It jui; cI- I, .It least,') con clu lei .Mr. Par. ter, with a benevolent ! smile, ‘hut he got two ycai* in the peni tentiary, nevertheless.’ ” Pisiiiiod I.iiyv. All men and women must love some* fcii 11 tf. If our thoughts are [Hire we lo\e birds, flowers, ami all beautiful things, in their contemplation we are happy, and there comes to our brain a steady strength. It is such a rest from labor to look upon the fragrant flowers placed eaeh morning on our desk—to hear our ] t canary sing bis roundelay of welcome —io behold evidences of tlirilt and neat ness all a mut, as these children or order and system reward the senses. It is re lated of a man that he called his wife, who was a hundred pounds heavier than lie, his little darling—his petite pet. People smiled at him because they did not understand his actuations. He had a warm,trusting, loving heart, a great manly love all about the object of that love, and so she was his little pet—his darling. We are like chameleons, and color as we feed mentally. If we love the beautiful we are happy. If we love the coarse, the vulgar, the objects of in fluences that give no sweet return, life becomes a blank, the soul cracks and shrinks into a bundle of uailrods to lac erate the mental man, and we are on the direct road to ruin. What a beautiful world this would be if all persons would only ornament their homes and their hearts by cultivating and keeping alive their love for pets, uo matter what their form or condition. A I’u net notion Puzzle. The following article forcibly illus trates the uecesity of punctuation. It can be read in two ways, making it a very bad man or a good man, the result depending upon the manner in which it is punctuated: He is an old and experienced man in ▼ice and wickedness he is never found in opposing the works of iniquity he takes delight in the downfall of his neighbors he never rejoices in the prosperity of any of his fellow creatures he is always ready to assist in destroying the peace of soci ety he takes no pleasure in serving the Lord he is uncommonly diligent in sow ing discord among his friends and ac quaintances he takes no pride in labor ing to promote the cause of Christianity he has not been negligent in tryiug to stigmatize all public teachers he makes no efforts to subdue his evil passions he strives hard to buiid up Satau’s kiugdom he leads no aid to the support of the Gos pel among the heathen he contributes largely to the evil adversity he pays no attention to good advice he pays great heed to the devil he will never go to heaven he must go where he will receive the just recompense of reward. BY T. L. GANTT. BETTER THISOS. Better to smell the violet cool, tlian sip the glowing wine t Better to hark a hidden brook, than watch a diamond shine. Better the love ofgeiitle-a heart, than beaaty’s favors proud; Better the roses living seed, than roses in a crowd. 0 Better to-love in lonliness, than to bask in in love all day ; Better the fountain in the heart, than the fountain by the way. Better to be fed by mother’s hand, than, eat alone at will; Better to trust in good than say : “ My goods my store house fill.” Better to be a little wise, than in knowledge to abound; Better to teach a child, tl.au-toil to fill per fection’s round. Better to sit at a master’s feet, chan thrill a listening State; Better to suspect that thou art proud, Shan be sure thou art great. Better to walk the real unseen, than watch the hour’s event; Better the “ Well done!” at the last, than the air with shouting rent. Better to have a quiet grief, than a hurrying delight ; Better the twilight of the dawn, than the noonday burning bright. Better a death when work is done, than earth’s most favored birth; Better a child in God’s great house, than the kiug of all the earth. UNDER THE BED. My hair must, I think, have turned white in a single moment. Let me tell you about it, and Mrs. Hartley, a lady of thirty or thereabouts, with a pleasant and singularly expressive face, her head cov ered with a luxurious mass of hair,, sil s-ivory white, commenced the following narrative “ Ten years ago>, this very day, I was married. My husband’s business was such, that he was not able to leave the ciiy for any considerable length of time; so my dreams of a wedding tour on the Continent were unrealized, and I was compelled to content myself with a few weeks’ travel in the West. “ After having visited several of the principal cities we came across an old friend, who,with his wife, was also in search of pleasure. One evening, at dark, we found ourselves at a littlejsettlement a few miles from Milwnukie. It had commenced to rain, the night bade fair to be very unpleasant, and to complete our misery, we discovered that the driver we had hired to take us to Miiwaukie was either terribly stupid, ora little in toxicated—the latter seemed most proba ble. My husband, after questioning him in reference to the locality, found that a short di .tau.ee further was a tavern, where we could spend the night. “This was very acceptable news-to-me, for I had grown exceedingly nervous at the approach of the storm, as welt as at the lateness of the hour, ami the singular behavior of our guide and driver. “My husband’s ‘shall we stop or go on ?’ met with a heartily ‘stop by all means,’ from the whole party; and after a few moments’ more slow groping among the dripping trees, we halted before a little wayside inn, which, at first appearance, presented rather a com fortless aspect. The room into which we uere ushered was a large, square, and well lighted: a cheerful tire crackled uiion the hearth, presenting a striking contrast to the chill drizzle outside. “Itdid not take long to remove our wrappings and order supper, and in a few moments a good, substantial repast was laid before us. After having sat an un preceutedly long while over our coffee, our friends, Mr. and Mrs. Withers, were placed atone end of a iong hall, or pas sage, and we at the other. “ ‘ This is cozy,’ said Frank, preparing to retire. ‘ Toe whole get up of this place reminds me of our country houses at the East. I haven’t had anything to taste so good since I left home as my supper did 10-uight. Plain, clean, sub stantial, and enough of it, and this ain’t bad,’glancing at the snowy dimity, and high feather bed. ‘ But wiiat’s the mat ter with youhe continued, amazed at receiving no reply. “ A strange nervousness had all at once taken possession of me, and the sensation was so new that I was abso lutely frightened. It was the first time in my life that i had ever experienced such a feeling as fear,and I was too proud admit the truth, so evaded his query by declaring that I was utterly fagged out, and needed sleep. Just then a kuock was heard ou the door. My husband answered the summons. “‘Would you be kind enough,’ saida voice, which I immediately recognized as our landlords’, 4 to come with me to the next house? A poor fellow has sent tor someone Vo read the Bible. He is iu the iast agonies, sir, and 1 am sorry to say no one here can do it and I have made hold to come aud ask you. It seems a shame to have the poor feilow step out without a single crumb of comfort.’ “ ‘ I’ll be with you in a moment,’replied Frank; and with a'Tnank you,’ which was altogether to criuging for my taste, the mau turned away. " ‘ But, Frank,you are not going!’ I ex claimed, in horror, as he drew on his boots. “ ' Why, Lis. what a question! who LEXINGTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JUNE 8, 1877. would refuse such a request?’ he replied, without looking at me. ‘Of course, I am going. It isn’t possible my little wife would say a word agaiust so simple an act of kindness ? God only knows what straits we may be reduced to in our last hours. ‘A cup of cold water in my name,’ and ‘ As ye do it unto the least of one of these,’ remember’ “ With a sob, which I could not restrain, I hid my face on the pillow. “ ‘ Well, I declare you are nervous,’ he continued, leaning o-ver the bed to com fort me. ‘You- are actually trembling. Now, be a good little girl and bolt the door after me. It isn’t at all probable I shall be gone o-ver an hour,’ and without another word he slipped his watch, pock et-baok and one of his pistols under my pillow, and was gone. “■Oil, that terrible presentment of evil, and nothing else, that made me so un willing to be left alone. I tried So say,. ‘Frank, I will not allow this. If you insist upon going, I will accompany you but in some incomprehensible manner, I was withheld. Probably my anxiety to stand well in the estimation of m v hus band caused me to restrain further exhi bitions of timidity. “He had told me to fasten the door but I dreaded to step out- of bed.. It seemed as if some great,- black hand was already to grab at my ankle; but I knew it must be done, and after a moment’s hesitation, I leaped out, turned the key, drew the bolt, and with the speed of an antelope, tucked myself down again into the comfortable feathers. “Sleep ! I might as well have tried to seep in the regions of the infernal ; couldn’t close my eyes even. There was a painful sensation of its being necessary to keep myself close together. My leet seemed so far away fom my head that I was compelled to draw them carefully up, and when at last my knees touched my chin, and there was no further cur tailing possible, I tried to define what 1 was afraid of; but the more I tried the more wretched and perplexed I became. I could see nothing—hear nothing; but a warning of danger had been wafted to inv soul, which that soul felt, but could not understand. “ A cold perspiration started from my face, b-ut I dared not lift my hand to wipe it off. Every sense seemed preter natural ly acute. After a space of time, which seemed to me an eternity, I dis tinctly heard a slight rustling under the bed. Still I stirred not. Again and again it was repeated, aud I at last dis covered that somebody was trying to remove from his hiding-place. The cause of my horror was then plain. What should I do ? Rush for the door, and attempt to alarm my friends at the other end of the passage? To save my life, I could not move an inch ! Still, the strange movement beneath me. It ap peared as if my right hand were taken, without the least volition of my own, and laid upon the little destroyer under my head. “My eyes seemed riveted on the foot of the bed, where, in a little while, a hand appeared—a long black hand, which grasped the rail, as if in this way to assist its owner to his feet. “ Slowly—as I had seen figures appear before a trap-door on the hoards of a theatre —the horrid thing assumed pro portions. Not for a second did I remove my eves. “ Tiie head was small, covered with long, perfectly straight black hair; tiny bead-like eyes, glistening like those of a serpent. The creature’s mouth seemed literally to spread from ear to ear, while the thick crimson lips gave a crowning hiueousness to the most terrible counte nance I ever saw imagined. “My hand clutched the murderous little weapon. “ The wretch moved slowly toward me, keeping his horrid eyes fixed on my face, with a leer, impossible to describe, proclaimed that he thought his job was an easy one. “ * Gold, lady gold watch gold ! Right away, now ! Then Bill buggy you !’ muttered the brute, advancing another step. “With a steadiness that would have done credit to a professional shooting at a target under ordinary circumstances, t.iis right hand drew out the little pistol, aimed—tired ; and in a second’s time the giant, with a piercing shriek, reeled and fell. “It appeared to me that a legion of men came running up stairs. They tried the door. “ This I thought a part of the plot, of course. My h ushand had been beguiled into leaving me, uud I was in a den of thieves, ."o that I stood by the door ready to shoot the first person who cross the threshold. “ They entreated to be let in. “ ‘Whoever attempts to enter this room is a dead man !’ I answered with my mouth to the key-hole. “ ‘ Let me in, Lis, please I’ said a well known voice. ‘ Bella, open the door. What can be the matter? There is nothing to hurt you from the outside, Bella, darling, open the door I “ And 1 did. “ ‘Mv God ! What is that ?’ came from every member of the household, as the dead body met their view. “ ‘And, my God ! what is this ?’ said ray husband, taking my hair which had turned perfectly gray, which hung about my shoulders, into his hand and bursting into tears, * Oh, darling ! why did I leave you?’ was all the poor fellow could ut ter. “ The man was a villian who had sev eral times escaped tire penalties of the law, on account of what it was pleased to term his idiocy. “'Sot,here was no-conspiracy I ventur ed to ask,, after taking a long breath. “None at all,” replied Frank. “The poor man we went to visit died while I was there.” —— m -0- m IS®- Better than Hot Springs—Dß. DUR HAM’S BLOOD PURIFIER. THE LUCKY LOAF. One evening a poor mart and his son,a little boy, sat by the wayside near the gate of an old town in, in Germany. The lather took out a loaf of bread which he had bought in the town, and broke it, and gave half to-his boy. “ Not so, fath er,” said the- boy ; “I shall not eat until after you. You have been working hard all day for small wages, to support me ; and veu must be very hungry, I shall wait till you are done/’’ “Y'ou speak kindly, nay son,” replied the pleased father; your love to me does me more good than my food ; and those eyes of yours remind me of your dear mother,, who has left us, and who told you to Love me as she used to do ;.and in deed, my boy, you have been a great strength and comfort to me ; bat now that I have eaten the tkst morsel to please you-, it is your tarn now to-eat.” “Thank you, father pbut baeak this piece in two, and take you a little more, for you see the loaf is not large ; and you require much more than Ido.” “I shall divide the loaf for you my boy ; but eat it I shall not. I have abun dance ; and let us thank God for His great goodness in giving us food, and in giving us what is better still —cheerful contented hearts. He who gave us the living bread of heaven, to nourish our immortal souls, how shall He not give us all other food that is necessary to support our mortal bodies?” The father and son thanked God, and then began, to gut the loaf in pieces, to begin their frugal meal. Bat as they cut one portion of the loaf there fell out several large pieces of gold of great value. The little boy gave a shout joy, and wasspringing forward to grasp the unex pected treasure, when he was pulled hack by his father. “My son, my son !” he cried, “ do not touch the money ; it is not ours.” “ But whose is it father, if it is not ours.” “ I know not, as yet, to whom it be longs ; but probably it was put there by the baker, through some mistake. “We must enquire. Run !” “ But, father,” interrupted the boy, “ you are poor and needy, and you have bought the loaf, and the baker may tell you a lie and” “ I will not listen to you, my boy. I bought the loaf, but I did not buy the gold in it. If the baker sold it to me in ignorance, I shall not be so dishonest as to take advantage of him ; remember Him who told us to do unto others as we would have others do unto us. The baker may possibly cheat us. I am poor, indeed, but that is no sin. If we share the poverty of Jesus, God’s own Son, let us share al so his goodness, aud his trust in God. We may never be rich but we may always be honest. We may die of starvation, but God’s will bo done, should we die in doing it; Yes, my boy, trust God, and walk in His ways, and you shall never be put to shame. Now, run to the baker and bring hint here; and I shall watch the gold until be conies.” So the boy ran for the baker. “ Brother workman,” said the old man, you have made some error, and lost your money ;” and he then showed the baker the gold, aud told him how it had been found. “ Is it thine?” asked the father; “if it is, take it away.” “My father, baker, is very poor and” — “ Silence, mv child ; put me not to shame by thy complaints. lam glad we have saved this man from losing his money.” The baker had been gazing alternately upon the honest father and the eager boy, and upon the gold which lay glittering upon the green turf. “ Thou art indeed an honest fellow ; said the !>aker ; “ and my neighbor David, the flax dresser, told but the truth, when he said thou wert the lionestest man in our town. “ Now I shall tell thee about the gold : A stranger came to my shop a few days ago, and gave me that loaf, and told me to sell it cheaply, or give it away to the bonestest poor man whom I knew iu the city. I told Divid to send thou to me as a customer this morning ; as thou wouldst not have the loaf for nothing, I sold it to thee, as thou kno west, for the last pence in thy purse; and the loaf with all its treasure —and, certes, it is not small—is thine, and God grant thee a blessing with it.” The poor fellow bent his head to the ground, while the tears fell from his eyes. His boy ran and put his hands about his neck, andsaid, “ I shall always, like you, my father, trust God and do what is right; for lam sure it will never put us to shame.” DR. DURHAM’S PILLS au.l BLOOD PURIFIER are not secret, nor patent nos trums, but their formulas are open to the in spection of any one. MOW TO GET YIAKKIED. Young ladies between sixteen and twenty-five cannot be expected to under stand this curious machine called ‘* the world,’ a competent knowledge of which is often not obtained until we are too old to make use of it. The following hints, therefore, may not be unaccepta ble or without their use. All fish are not to be caught with the same bait or the same hooks—neither are all men to be caught by the same meas ures. Some young gentlemen are of the gudgeon species; They are captured without much trouble—others are of the mullet family ; they are not to be taken without a great deal of manceuvering. Neither ot these sorts make the best husbands; for if a man has not sense enough to discover artifice, or to despise it when discovered,, he- i scarcely worth the trouble which must be employed in captivating him. Plain dealing is the best policy in- matters of love and court ship, as well as in everything else. Elegant accomplishments, music paint ing, dancing,etc., are often considered as the strongest attractions to-young men who are in search of a partner for life, and yet perhaps, a good husband is sel dom obtained by dancing, drawing, or singing. These things are well enough it substantial, like the dessert after the dinner—by themselves they uro all des sert and no dinner. Young ladies should be recommended not to lay too much stress on these ac complishments—few of them can hope to become eminent in such elegant arts— and gentlemen who attend operas, theat rical dances and exhibitions of paintings, are not likely to be overwhelmed by a mere amateur display of skill in the par lor, boudoir, or ball-room. Do you wish your husband to.be a man of sense, or a coxcomb ? If the first, hold every species of affection in dread and abhorrence. Be, if possible, what you would wish, to appear, but never at tempt to seem what you are not. The affectation of wealth by dressing beyond one’s means is a very common folly, and one replete with mischief. If a female can reconcile it toiler conscience to de ceive a man in respect to her worldly circumstances, she will seldom find it practicable to mislead him on that ground into an offer of wedlock. Suitors of whom fortune is a primary object, are generally scrutizing and cir cumspect in such matters-. If you wish to get married, and to marry well, keep not too much company, nor to* be too often away from home, at parties and other places of amusement; study to be amiable, not merely to seem so; give some attention to domestic economy; avoid extravagance in all things ; culti vate your mind ; shun all levity of man ners, preserving at the same time a proper degree of cheerfulness. If these rules will not avail, suppose the facts to be against you, and resign yourself patiently, remembering always that it is better to be a happy old maid than a miserable wife. Never expect felicity from any marriage which is brought about by improper means, or by any kind of deception or artifice. Mat rimony is too serious and permanent a thing to be trifled with. 'JEgU Every family should keep a box of DR DURHAM'S VEGETABLE LIVER PILLS. For sale by Smith & Young, Lexington, and all dealers in medicines, m>yll-6tu Imagination ami lUsciwc. The influence of the imagination in the simulation ofdisease has often been prov ed. It was in France, we believe, that an experiment was made upon a soldier, who, being condemned to die for some infraction of military discipline, was handed over to the scientists as a living subject. He was placed in a hospital, and told that all around him were pa tients suffering from small pox. Al though this was not true, the man was soon taken violently sick, and displayed every symptom of the disease. Instances tending to establish this remarkable domination of the mental faculties over the body are not rare, and a story is go ing the round of the newspapers which may be cited in this connection : A young man in New York went into a drug store and aske 1 for fifty cents’ worth of strychnine. The druggist gave him a harmless yowder, and he swallow ed it. He then explained that his affec tions had been blighted, and he had taken the poison to kill himself. The druggist told him there was not fifteen minutes’ life in him, and that he was begining to/ale about the eyes already. The youth sank to the floor, and the siveat streamed from his brow. He was becoming very sick, mentally and bodily, an 1 appeared to be dying. The medi cine man became alarmed at the effect of the dose, ard examined the jar from which he had taken the powder. It was “sugar of mils,” sure enough—perfectly harmless, and yet it was producing spasms! Asa last resort, the young man was informed that he had taken no pois on, but, instead, a vary harmless powder, a bushel of which would not kill him. The information put a stop to the dying business ; he revived, got up and walked out of the store disgusted, promising, however, to give the coroner an early job. It was the opinion of all the by standers th.t the mere imagination of poison in his system was really killing the youth. tejg- For all Imparities of the Blood, take DR DURHAM’S BL >XJD PUitilbL.. VOL III —NO. 35. HORRORS OF THE WAR. ■ Horrible Ma.—acre of the Cliri-tlnii- of Turtukai. The little Bulgarian town of Turtukai, situated across the Danube from Olteuit za, possessed, many Christian inhabitants, in numbers far fewer than the Turks. 0-n the Bright of the lGtli of May, the Turkish citizens of the town joined with the troops in. the fortress from which the village takes its name, and began- an on slaught upon the Christians. The car nage began in all parts of the town at once. The doors of these who attempted to defend their homes were broken in, and the massacres and outrages were perpetrated within the dwellings. In many instances, however, the attacking parties, encountered the families seated : together in front of their houses. The | method in such cases generally was to. i either to* sabre ec shoo t tbs father and elder sons, to break the skulls of the old women, ami the a to seize and outrage the young women. In very many cases the outrages were perpetrated by neighbors : and citizens of the town well’ known to the poor miserable victims. Nobodv was ■ spared who was captured. Scenes ot | irightful atrocity occured. The cries of the fleeing women aiut children were lieatd at the outposts of the Roumanian troops encamped below Oltenitza, and a small party under coverof the darkness ventured across the river They brought two. Bulgarian men back with them. I One of the fugitives was quite an old man, and was lor a long time unable to speak from grief aud wild terror. When, on Thursday, iie was com posed sufficient ly to talk with the Roumania officers, he described the killing ot his wife and oldest son i.n liis sight, and fciie carrying off of nis daughter. The only pretext seems to have been the ineffectual bom bardment of Oltenitza from the old fort ress of Turtukai and from the new water batteries which have been erected along the river bank. No damage was done by Turkish batteries. A t’uttiiig Argumcist. A gentleman came to the Gibson House, a few days ago, and registered fora brief stay in the city. One of the first things he did was to visit the barber-shop next to the office and get shaved. Charley, the barber, having scraped the gentle man’s face to a satisfactory cleanliness, noticed that he wore rather long hair, and always ready to make dime or two lor his employer when opportunity ollered, he thought he had struck upon a 00 cent job with the scissors sure. He interrogated. “ Cut your hair, sir.” “ No,” was the reply. “ Its mighty longhair, sir,” ventured Charley, tucking the towel down behind the gentleman’s collar. There was no reply, and as he ran his fingers through the long, straight hair, he added ; “ Much too long, sir, for this weather and tbe present style.” No answer. “ Better let me just sort o’ trim it up, sir,” continued the barber grabbing his scissors and limbering up his rivvt close to the customer’s ear. “ I don’t want it cut to day.” “ Better not put off till to-morrow what can be done to day, sir. It tvou’i take me long.” “ But I say I don’t want it cut my good fellow.” “ Excuse me, sir,” persisted the knight of the scissors, “ hut it is not healthy or stylish to wear one’s hair so long. Just let me show you how nicely I can ‘ feath er’ it.” The stranger looked up. with a desper ate cast to his eye, and said: “ Young man, must I tell you that I wear a wig? Now let me alone and brush my hair.” The barber grasped the arm of a chair to save himself from falling. Babies Xut to be Dainneii. During the session of the Presbyterian General Synod in Chicago last Thursday, Dr. Y r au Dyke, refer ing to a recent report, said : “This paper says that * Dr. Van Dyke sends unbaptized children, and the hea then, and the unconverted Christian, and the Papist, and ibe rationalist, ail to hell. I wish to sav in all seriousness that whoever wrote this has fallen into i no slight mistake. Perhaps he did not have the privilege of going to Princeton, j or le would have understood it better. ! I do not beiieve that a child or man was ever sent to hell liecanse he was unbap tized. Ido not believe any dying in'ant, baptized or unbaptized, heathen or Chris tian, is excluded from the kingdom of Heaven. I believe they are ail saved. I beg leave to say that this, sir, is your opinion, and Dr. EUiinvood’s, and Dr. | Irving’s, opinion, and the opinion of the whole Presbyterian Church* [Great ap j plause.] If it is not, let the man tiiat! don’t beleive it rise up and contradict.” I He who administers medicine to the sad heart in the shape of wit and bomor is most assuredly a Good Samaritan. A cheerful face is nearly as good for an in valid as healthy weather. To make a sick man think he is dying, all that is necessary is to look half dead yourself. Open, unreserved merriment is a safety valve to the heart and disposition. If overburdened with the noxious gasses of care, pull the string of wit, up flies the valve of fun, and out go the troubles and vexations of life to the four winds of heaven. ©glrtlusrpt st!io. AiJ VE 71 & 5 M EtiTS. 6Tr-t insertion (per inch space) qo Lacls subsequent iis-rtion -- A iil>*ral discount allowed those advertising U-r a longer period than three luomks. Card nt lowest contract rates can be hats? on appii catirtß to the* Proprietor. Local Notiues 15c. per line firstinserticu and Hie-, pen Line thereafter. I ributes ot Re-jieet, Obituaries, at©., jOa. permeh—half price. Announcements, ja in advance. llattar,v ol Kathleen llavuiiriici-n. Mile, ritieus, in a concert at Plymouth, England, in response to an encore gave the well-known song “Kathleen Ma vourueen.” Iu noticing thi* a Lo-aI pa pers says : “ The author of ‘Kallileeu Mavourneeu’ was Mj. Crouch, a Ply mouth music master, who received lor the copyright a £1 note. He Leli the tow n a quarter ot a century ago-. Exact ly a year ago Mile. Titiens, being in New 'ik, gave ‘Kathleen Mavourneen’ as an encore, the only time she did so w hile in the States. It excited a furor of ap plause, and. when it had subsided she was told that sonic man, presumed to W a lunatic, was fighting his wav over the barriers from the pit to the Hies (it was in the Opera House), saying he was de tcimined to-speax to litiens. Tlieprima donna told them to let him eouie in. On- entering iie burst into tears.sobbing out ‘OIi, Mile. Titiens, I never before heard my song sung as you have just sung it” ‘Your song!’ was the reply, ‘ why, you are not Crouch, surely?’ * I am, indeed,’ rejoined the poor old com poser ; ‘ and I felt I must thank you mv -e!i. Crouch had. scraped together the two d(ilars lor a pit seat, little thinking to hear his now famous song made the most telling morceau of the night.” Tlw (•.-tine or Life. Man’s life is a game of cards. First it is “ cribbage-.” Next he tries to “go it alone,” at a sort of“eirtbliiiflle and deal” pace. Then he gambols “on the green.” rhen lie “ raises” the “ duee” when his mother “ takes a hand in,” and contrarv to Hoyle, “ beats the Lttle joker with her five.” Then with his “diamonds” he wins the “queen of hearts.” Tired of " playing a sn.gfle hand” he expresses a desire to “assist” Ids fair “partner,” “ throws out his cards,” and the clergy man makes a ten-dolhrr bill out him “ o-n a pair.” Like a “knave” be joins the “clubs,” where he often gets “high,” which is “low tooi” If he keeps“straight” he is often times “ flush.” He grows old and “bluff,” sees a- “ deal” of trouble, when at last be “ shuffles” off his mortal coil and “ passes in his cheeks,” and he is “ raked in” by a “spade.” Life’s fitful "game” is ended,and he awaits the sum mons ofGabaiel’s “trump” which shall “ order him up.” A ilc-.is:less Wajjsiet. Prof. Smyth was once lecturing on* Natural Philosophy, and the course of’ Carrington’s most powerful magnets.with which he attracted a block of iron from a distance of two feet. “ Can any of you conceive it greater at tractive power?” the lecturer demanded* “J ken!” answered a voice from the audience. “ Not a natural terrestial object?” “ Yaas, sir.” The Professor challenged the man who had spoken to name the thing. Then up rose old Seth Win Jet. lie was a genius iu this original. Said fie: “I ken give ye the facts, squire, and you can judge for yourself. When I were a young man, tliar were a little piece o’ naterai magnet, done up in kali kerand dimity, as was called Betsy Jane. She could draw me fourteen miles every Sunday. Sakes alive!; it were just as. naterai as sliding down hill. Thar, wa’n’t no resistin’ her. That ere mag o’ yourn is pooty good, but ’aint a cir cumstsnce tothe ons ’at drawed me.” One of the nu>. ingenious adaptions of science to modern warfare hits been accomplished by General Chazel, the late Belgian minister of war. A camera obscura securely protected is arranged in such a place thar.ou a ta’ple in the interior may be throw the image of a river which is protected by torpedoes, the position of each tewrpebo being accu rately marked oj> a map spread out on a table-, which precisely corresponds to the raf'ratted image of the river. In case the riverLs invaded by a hostile vessel, the operator sees the vessel’s image mov ing silently over the map until it covers a spot which indicate the station of a torpedo; as each torjx/do is carefully numbered, the operator lias but to locu tion the number to ids watchful assist ant. who quickly closes the circuit, and in another in-iant the eiectrie spark ex plodes the torpedo beneath the vessel. If the first torpedo fails, the vessel can scarcely escape all that underlie her course. Tax >ot ice ! I will be at the following places to receive the tax returns of Oglethorpe county, for the last lime, aud respectfully ask all to meet me promptly, as I don’t wish to return any as defaulters; Antioch, Monday, June IT. Crawford, Wednesday, June Id. Woodstock, Frida;/, June Id. Ilairdstown, Saturday, June 16. Amis’ null. Tuesday, June lit. Simstoo, Wednesday, June 20. Phillip’s store, Thursday, June 21. Glade, Friday, June 22. Sandy Cross, Saturday, June 23, a. m. Maxevs, Monday, June 25. Wolfskin, Tuesday, Juih 2<i. Reuverdam, Wednesunv, Juno 27. Pleasant Hiil, Thursday. June 2*. James J. Green’-* Friday, June 2i>. I will also be at Lexington Tuesday. •>, Saturday. 9, and Saturday, .jwh of June. James T. htovt* 1 R