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[Detroit Free Press.]
On the w ay down from Natchez to New
Orleans the ooat rounded to at a landing
on the Louisiana shore to take on a lot of
cottonseed. She had just made fast, and
had '
the mate stepped ashore to “hustle
them niggers, ” when a middle-aged man,
closely suddenly resembling stepped the typical southerner, behind
out from the
sacks, presented face a and revolver within a foot
of the mate’s cried cut:
“Throw up your hands or you are a
dead man! ”
There were and fifty of held us with our eyes on
the two men, we our breath as
the mate slowly raised his arms alove his
head. He didn’t change color in the
slightest, and those who took in the de
tails noticed that he chewed away at his
plug tobacco with the same regular mo
tion—neither faster nor slower.
“Now, then, down on your knees and
beg mv pardon, or I’ll send a bullet into
vour eye!”
The mate’s legs wabbled, bent, and
down he sank and remarked that he way
sorry if he had offended the other.
“All right, shoved ”• growled it the man with the
pistol as he into his hip pocket.
“ After this you be a little more careful
whom you Itiug vour impudence at. ”
As he turned away the mate made a
dive with his right hand, and up came a
derringer, out shot his arm, and in a voice
of thunder the mate cried:
“Halt! Throw' up your arms! Down
on your knees or I’ll blow your brains all
over this plantation! ”
The tables w ere turned. Up went the
arms, and after a few seconds the man
went down on his knees and said he had
the highest respect for the mate’s moral
worth. When he rose up the captain and
and other had reached the pair, and in ten
seconds more they were disarmed.
• “ Close call that! ” said one of the passen¬
gers as the captain handed the weapons to
the clerk to keep until the boat was ready
to leave.
“Humph! Neither one of ’em loaded! i ”
replied the old man.
Such was the actual fact. Two empty
and harmless weapons had humbled tw'o
men who meant shoot. ——’--
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Tiling* That Don’t Seem JUlglat.
[Burdette in The Hawkeye.]
Sometimes, when the clouds are dull
and the wind is ill the east, when the g/ade
is heavy, the steam is low r and the sand
box empty, it does seem as though this old
world working had slipped side. an eccentric The and wart
only one wicked man
flourishes like a green bay tree, while Ins
honest neighbor gets whipsawed every
deal.
There are fifty-three authors of “Beau¬
tiful Suow, ” and not one for the “Bread
Winners.” In Philadelphia one nutuu
factory “grandfather’s” makes nothing clocks, and but century-oki
furnishes ped
igrees for the same to the purchaser, until
to own a tall, antiquaclock began is proof possi
ble that your family only with your
father. In Chicago they make violins that
look 100 years older than the most genuine
{Stradivarius four weeks after they are
made, so that now an ancient, honest
looking decrepit and violin is prima laeie evi
donee of {subscriber” glaring outrageous fraud.
“Old is from usually neighbor a man who
borrow s the paper a or
reads the copy pasted up on the bulletin
board; “Constant Reader,” wiio never
read anything in his life save the pictures
on a circus poster, and “Tax Payer” is the
signature of a tramp. with A struggling of genius lives
writes a poem a soul tire that
forever and a day and dies in tears and
loneliness and poverty in a hall bed-room,
fiflk-tor back.
DeXoqg laid down his li'e for science
when his sun had reached its meridian,
while the man who can w rite forty-nine
chapters in the Bible on one side of a
postal card will probably live to the age
of 93.
So it is, Man gocth to ‘he skating rink
with joy in his heart and mirth on his lips,
and he cor? et'n away with his back so full
of pine slhers that ike porcupine sayeth
unto him, “Thou art my brother, ” and the
hedgehog crieth after him, “Behold my
father and mother, ”
Gaa?» Hill.
[Brooklyn Eagle. ]
Gad’s Hill, Dickens’ old residence at
lligliam, by Rochester in will hunt, is to let,
! , 111S . . j; likely , that it be the
ant uo again
residence of any of his family 1 rorn tne
tune when he was a little boy he had cher
ished the dream of possessing it, and this
was realized in his manhood, the last fifteen
<> r ^xteen years of ins life being spent
there, surrounded by all the conditions of
prosperity which he bad so well earned,
bin in tins time he sutured much from in
creasing ill health nun domestic afflictions
came t0 him out of the hands of
strangers, and it wnl doubtless in time go
back into the like possession, but some
^ im W1 ^ always haunt about it,
inclining thither many pilgrim footsteps
near and far.
To the inscription w'liich he fixed upon
its walls, “ This house, Gad’s Hill place,
stands on the summit of Shakespeare’s
Gad’s hill, ever memorable for its associa¬
tion with Sir John Falstaff in his noble
fancy. ‘But, my lads, my lads, to-mor¬
row morning by 4 o’clock early at Gad's
hill; there are pilgrims goiug to Canter
with rich offerings and traders riding
to London with fat purses. I have vizards
for you all. You have horses for your¬
selves.’ ”—another might almost be added setting
Perth that here for twenty years
lived, and here were written his later
books, and here died Charles I lickens, the
most widely read and most cordially and
ardently beloved writer of novels whom
England has ever known. Memories of
the real Dickens with those of the vision
f r y _ Falstaff , will maced . , , pervade . the old , ,
habitation, no matter who tenants it or
into w r hose possession it goes.
Pocahontas’ Portrait.
[Notes and Queries.]
A correspondent from Heacham hall,
Norfolk, says: "The only portrait of
Princess Pocahontas^ which was ever
painted was engnr.ed by Simon de Passe.
As she died in March, 1C 16, and the volume
containing the engraved fix portrait within was pub¬
i lished soon after, we can narrow
mits the date of both. It has never been
discovered who painted this portrait. It
somehow came into the possession of the
Rolfes. of Tuttington, and from them
passed into the family of the Elwins, of
the Booton hall, near Aylsliam. It is said
to have once hung on the w alls of Heacham
hall, winch is not improbable, as the
Rolfes of Heacham were blood relations of
Pocahontas’husband, and connected by
marriage with the Ehvius. ”
Over Production,
^Chicago Tribune.] •
A tree in Milforu, Mass., to winch
George M ashington tnd Ins horse m about
1760, wras recently cut aown and wull be
converted into mementoes. estimated Although will not
a very large tret?,it is Aiat it
produce about <30,000 canes, several hun
® rt ’d armchairs, about the same number ot
lounges, four score Oj. bedsteads, and 1,000
piano-stools. The rest will lx.* converted
Into toothpicks and umbrella-handles.
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do not keep the FINEST, BEST
FITTING, and MOST FASHION¬
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the pen on is invited to call and ex-*
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art offerings. Our goods are mami
factured solely for us, the garments
being CARVED OUT by master
Aitists, made by Skilled artisans, and
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quisite Finish and Symmetrical Con¬
tour. We are too practical exactii:.
and ingenious to confine ourseiv?
to One mam’s ideas, which too often
like Shadows — can’t be put to any
good use.
We intend make a Special Effort
to-morrow in displaying for inspec¬
tion Attractive and Confined Novel
ties in Boys’ and Children’s Clothing
and Furnishings, and kindly ask our
friends to call.
H. J, THORNTON,
SOUTHERN CLOTHIER
Columbus, Ga.
J. M. MASON,
DENTIST,
Columbus , . - - Georaia
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Office in rear of Ga*rett & Sons' store
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