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Whereas, \\ K A Boyd, adin’r of \\ II Boyd,
(ler’d. represents to the Court, in his petition duly
til sl. that he has fully and completely administer
-o,| the estate af said deceased, and asks the Court
to grant him Letters of Dismission from the same :
This is therefore, to cite and admonish all per
sons concerned, the next of kin, to show cause, if
my they can. on the lirst Monday in July,
ISIS, in the Court of Ordinary for said County.
#hr the leave prayed for by tbe said applicant
should not be granted, and lie receive Letters Dis
missorr. as asked for in his petition.
Lire'll under my official signature, tins March
27th. 1878. H. \V. BELL, Ordinary.
| COltbl L .lacltson Comity.
C. A. LILLY & CO. j Mortgage, Ac. In
r.s. v Jackson Superior
CAROLINE TRIPLE. j Court.
It appearing to the Court that a Rule Nisi hav
ing keen duly granted in the above stated case, at
the last term of said Court; and it further appear
ing that the defendant lias not as yet been served
by service of said Rule, or by publication, as re
quired by law ; and it also appearing that the de
fendant docs not reside within said county ; It is,
therefore, ordered that tbe defendant do show
cause, at the next term of this Court, if any exist,
why judgment of foreclosure should not be had in
this case, and that she be served by a copy of this
order, by publication thereof in The Forest
News, a public gazette published in said county,
once a month for four months prior to the next
term of this Court. <L H. PRIOR.
Feb. 26th, 1878. Plaintiff's Attorney,
(•ranted:
GKO. D. RICE, Judge S. C.
A true copy from the minutes of Jackson Su
perior Court, February Term, 1878.
April 20. T. 11. N! BLACK, Clerk.
( jl ORCI A, Javltftoa County.
Whereas, I). A. and I). P. Camp, Executors of
the estate of B. S. Camp, decease*!, represent to
the Court, in their petition duly tiled, that they
hive fully and completely administered the estate
01 *aid deceased, and asks the Court to grant them
Letters of Dismission from the same—
I'hi* is to cite all persons concerned, kindred
*iid creditors, to show cause, if any they can, on
the first Monday in September, 1878, in the Court
Ordinary for said county, why Letters of Dis
mission should not be granted the applicants from
*id estate,
biven under my official signature, this June 4th,
18T8. juneS 11. \V. BELL, Ord'y.
| HlOHCili, .lackson County.
W hereas, upon the favorable report to me of the
iicviewers appointed to review, mark out and re
port upon the public utility of making the follow
ing changes in the Jefferson and Harmony Grove
road:
lirst change : Deflecting to the left on the hill
u “ ie °! and this side, nearest Jefferson, of Mrs.
Morgan’s, running around the hill and hack into
the road at the end of lane this side of Mrs. Mor
gan's house.
Second change : Deflecting to left of present
road on the hill just beyond Mrs. Morgan’s and
this side of the creek, and coming hack into pres
fniroad or the creek.
Third change : Deflect to right of present road
jd or just beyond branch beyond Mrs. Hood's
noose; thence very near a straight line to Oconee
rir ?r, crossing said river 150 or 175 yards below
present bridge, thence very near a straight line to
•‘orders’ line on Turkey creek ; thence up said
fT’cek, running North, to opposite Jackson’s mill;
'hence up mill road to the mouth of the lane;
thence to the right, crossing the creek below the
..orders dwelling; thence very near a straight
■me to the fork of the road where Jackson’s mill
foad intersects with the present road.
Notice is hereby given that, unless valid legal
objections are tiled on or before the 17th day of
July, 1878, an order will be issued allowing’and
r <*muring said changes to be made in accordance
with law.
hiven under mv official signature, this June
•dn, 1878. jimeS H. W. BELL, Ord’y.
Warwick Wilson
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r AS® BURIAL CASES,
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Jefferson, Ga. Feb. 23. 1877.
M. E. YOUNG,
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H Merchant Tailor,
j ,,s t opened a large Stock of Imported
• assimeres, Cloths and Doeskins, at prices
0 suit the times.
ftsT-Spccial attention paid to Cutting in latest
.•hie door below Long's Drug Store,
GA. Apti, 1878.
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SELECT MISCELLANY.
Slipping Away.
They are slipping away-these sweet swift years.
Like a leaf on the current cast;
AN ith never a break in their rapid flow,
AYe watch them as one by one they go
Into the beautiful past.
As silent and swift as a weaver’s thread
Oaan arrow’s flying gleam ;
As soft as the languorous breezes hid,
J hat lift the willow’s long, golden lid,
And ripple the glassy stream.
As light as the breath of the thistle-down,
As fond as a lover’s dream;
As pure as the flush in the sea-shell's throat,
As sweet as the wood-bird’s wooing note,
So tender and sweet they seem.
One after another we see them pass,
Down the dim-lighted stair;
AVe hear the sound of their steady tread
In the steps of the centuries long* since dead,
As beautiful and as fair.
There are only a few years left to love.
Shall we waste them in idle strife?
Shall we trample under our ruthless feet
These beautiful blossoms rare and sweet,
By the dusty way of life?
There are only a few swift years—ah, let
No envious taunts be heard;
Make life’s fair pattern of rare design.
And fill up tbe measure with love's sweet wine,
But never an angry word !
—National Repository .
KIDNAPPInT aUoBBER.
I lie post office at Obcrville. a western town
in the Lnited States, was a very important
place. The worthy postmaster kept a coun
try store, where lie dispensed goods of cvcrv
description.
The district was comparatively new and
formed one of these prairie villages which
spring into existence miles away from other
towns, and are a sort of nucleus or trading
post for a larger extent of country. Satur
day was the principal trading day, and Mr.
llarmon. the postmaster, and his assistants
were always overwhelmed with business that
day.
llut on the particular Saturday afternoon
of which we wish to speak, trade had slack
ened earlier than usual, and the proprietor
and his men were enjoying a breathing time
and chatting with several rough looking fel
lows who had gathered about the store, many
of them being strangers; for a stranger at
tracted but little notice in that community of
new comers.
“Here comes Charley Gilbert, the very
man I want to see,” remarked Harmon, as a
horseman dashed up to the door and dis
mounted.
He was a tall, broad-shouldered young Her
cules, and the large bay horse he rode looked
well adapted to carrying such a weight, and
exhibited due equine pride in serving his
young master. Both horse and rider were
well known and respected throughout the set
tlement. Leaving his well trained animal
standing unhitched, Charley entered the store.
“ Y'ou are just the person I wanted to see,
Charley,” said Mr. Harmon.
“Singular,” said Charley, “I should think
you would rather not see me, as you know the
object of my call. People are not generally
so welcome when they come for money.”
“ Well, I am an exception in this instance,
for I am anxious to get rid of the amount I
owe you. Fact is, there have been burglars
about, and they tried to break into my store
last night, but were frightened away; so I
prefer you would hold this moneys against a
more successful attempt of the kind.”
“Now, Charley,” said neighbor Hill, one
of the party seated around the stove, “ you
had better keep a lookout, ’cause someone
might Btop you to-night before you get back
from Cranton.”
The allusion to Cranton brought a blush to
Charley’s cheeks, for it was well known that
he was on his usual Saturday evening visit to
a certain young school mistress who dwelt in
the neighboring settlement.
“ How do you know I am going to Cranton ?”
asked Charley.
“ Well, I only supposed so, ’cause I’ve
heard say you do go that way about this time
o’ week,” and Hill winked to the crowd, who
laughed ; and Charley Gilbert, not wishing
to discuss the matter further, left the store,
1 and mounting old Hero, was soon out of sight.
“ Mighty fine chap that Gilbert is,” re
sumed Hill to his fellow loungers; been in
the army and won his way, an’ now lie’s got
his allotment of land out here, and will soon
have one of the finest farms in the country.
The short autumn day came to a close, and
it was long after dark ere Gilbert reached his
destination, and received his usual hearty
welcome from Sarah Denton.
Saturday nights were the bright spots in
her dull life as a school mistress, and were
sure to bring her Charley. Old Ilero had
carried his master over the road so often that
he knew just what was required of him and
needed no urging.
It was late when Charley took leave of his
sweetheart.
“ Now, do be careful,” were her last words,
“ for you know there might be danger on the
road, so many robberies have been committed
lately.”
“ Never fear, Sarah ; old Hero will take
me home safety.”
And, with a good-bye kiss, he mounted and
rode aw a}'.
The night was dark—no light except the
stars that sparkled crisply from the clear sky,
JEFFERSON, JACKSON COUNTY, GA., SATURDAY. JUNE 29, 1878.
but had it been ever so dark it would have
made no difference to Charley. His thoughts
were of the sweetheart girl he had just left,
and paying no attention to his horse, he rode
slowly along, intent upon plans for the future
“Tiie money I received to-day will enable
me to complete my home ; then Sarah will
be my wife, and we shall live on the farm,
such a happy life,” he mused.
A long, dark patch of forest loomed ahead
through which the prairie road ran, and not
until he Jiad entered its dark shadows did
the horseman arouse from his blissful reverie.
“AA'hat if I should be attacked?” thought
he. “I have nothing to defend myself with,
and enough money to make it a good haul for
such gentry. Humbug f I don’t believe there
is any danger.”
“ Halt!”
And two dark forms sprang into the road,
seized his bridle, and the steely glitter of
pistols leveled at him, within a few feet of his
breast, startled him.
Like a flash his good right arm struck the
weapon from the hand of the robber, and fell
heavily upon the shoulder of the fellow, and
with a sudden jerk of the powerful arm he
was hauled over the saddle bow, while old
Hero, in response to a dig of the spur, sprang
away, jerking the other robber off his feet,
and causing his balance to spread wide of its
intended victim.
On through the gloomy woods, and out
igain upon the open prairie, dashed the hors?
with its double burden, while the robber strug
gled like a child in the powerful grasp of his
captor. A closing of the fingers over his
neck soon reduced him to quiet, and held in
this manner he rode an unwilling captive, and
at last the lights of Oberville appeared, and
soon the}* were in the village.
At a word from his master, Hero stopped
in front of the post office, from the windows
of which a cherry light shone, denoting that
the assistants were still busy taken down
during the day’s traffic.
“Ililloa!” cried Gilbert.
A bead appeared at the door, and a voice
answered, “ Ililloa! Who’s there?”
“ It’s me, John, and I’ve got something
nioe here; come help me with it,” said
Charley.
“ It’s Gilbert,” said John, addressing his
fellow shopmen. “What’s that you’ve got,
Charley ? a saddle of venison ?” John asked,
as he approached.
“Better than that, John. It’s a real live
deer. Come and lift him down, but hold him
fast,” said Gilbert.
The astonished shopmen gathered about,
arid Charley told them of his adventure.
Soon the robber was released from his un
pleasant position on the saddle, and taken
into the store, where his captor followed.
Here he was safely bound.
“I think I have seen tbe fellow before,”
remarked John, as he took a survey of the
captive. “He’s the stranger that was sitting
at the stove here when Mr. Harmon paid you
the money, Charley.”
“Let’s search him and see what kind of
plunder he has about him,” suggested one of
the shopmen.
The prisoner’s pockets revealed a small
flask of liquor, a pack of cards, a little money
and a savage looking dirk knife.
“Ililloa! what’s this,” exclaimed Gilbert,
picking up a piece of paper that fell on the
floor, and opening it read :
“One thousand dollars reward for the cap
ture of one William Larkin, the supposed
leader of a gang of robbers and horse thieves.
He is a short, slim man, about five feet six
inches in height, dark hair, heavy, black eye
brows, and moustache, and peculiar looking,
small black eyes.”
“Answers the description to a TANARUS,” broke
in John.
“Aha, William Larkin or Curley Bill.
I’ve heard of him. Charley, you’re in luck.
This fellow is a prize, indeed !” added one of
his assistants.
“Yes, this placard is from the Sheriff of
St. Joe, and is dated only a week ago,” said
Charley, after finishing the reading.
“Gentleman,” said the robber, “you have
got the original Curley Bill, and when you
deliver me up you will get that reward. I
am in your power; but these strings are
bound around my wrists most unmercifully
tight”—with a grimace of pain. “Can’t you
afford to make 'em easier ?”
“Y'es, let them out a little Jones,” said
John, addressing his fellow assistant. “Make
them safe, but not too tight, and I will watch
the bird meanwhile.”
So Jones proceeded cautiously to remove
the bonds of the prisoner, while the others
gathered around him.
With a sudden jerk of prodigious strength
Curley Bill got his hands free, dashed his
fist into the face of John, and sprang to the
door which had not been locked.
So sudden was the movement that ere the
rest of the group could comprehend the scene
he was clear of the store, and as Gilbert
reached the door he saw the robber spring
into the saddle on old Hero’s back, and dash
away.
Pursuit was uot thought of: but Charley
placed his fingers in his mouth and gave a
shrill whistle, hearing which old Hero, de
spite the urging of his rider, suddenly wheel
ed about, and at the same wild gallop started
back to his master.
Seeing this, Curley Bill attempted to throw
himself from the saddle, but in so doing bis
foot caught in the stirrup, and he was drag
ged helplessly over the hard ground. Fortu
nately for the victim of this mishap, the dis
tance Was not great, or the result might have
been far more serious.
Gilbert hastened to secure his horse, and
the insensible form of Curley Bill was again
carried into the store, where an examination
revealed a broken arm and fractured leg.
which, wqjjU detain their prisoner as effectu
ally as shackles and chains.
In a few days the Sheriff came up from St.
Joe and took charge of the maimed man, and
through his confession many of his gang of
desperadoes were killed or taken, and the
country freed from their presence.
Charley Gilbert received his well-earned
reward, and the money enabled him to com
plete his house handsomely and stock the farm
over which Sarah Gilbert presides as mistress.
Eli Perkins’ Wise Mule.
A SERMON TO INDIANA FARMERS.
“That mule kicked sense into me onct,”
said Uncle William Hanks, as he pulled the
mule’s long cars from under the halter.
"That mule, I say,” he continued, raising his
voice—“that mule has got more sense into
him—knows more about political economy,
and understands the law of demand and
mppiv better than any congressman who ever
sat—”
“AN hat! a mule understand political econ
omy, Mr. Hanks?” I interrupted.
“ Yes, sir, that mule does ! Why., I was a
poor man onct. and that there mule made me
rich. Lord Mess ye, Mr. Perkins, lie kicked
a fortune right into my pocket.”
“How was it Mr. Hanks ?” I asked. “How
could a mule kick sense and a fortune into
an old farmer like you ?”
“Well, sir,” commenced the rich old farm
er, “I used to own a farm near lie City,
Pennsylvania. I had the onlv mender land
near the town and made the only hay that
came to He City during the first year of the
ile excitement. I lay paid splendidly then;
I got twenty-five dollars a ton for it. but I
wouldn’t have got over ten dollars for it if it
hadn't been for this here mule.”
“ What did the mule do ?” I asked. “ How
could a mule raise the price of hav ?”
“Why he kicked sense into me, I say. and
kicked up the price of hay at the same kick.
You see I used to draw a load of hay into Ile
City every day. The first loads sold quick
for S2O. One day I thought I’d make money
faster, so I hired two more mules and drew
in two loads of hay. I sold one quick, but
the other stood around all day, and I finally
sold it for sl6, rather than draw it home.
The next day I was on hand with two loads
again. Both loads stood around till noon,
when I sold the first for sl6 and the other I
could not sell at all. The market was over
stocked. So I drew it around to Deacon
Stones’ and pitched it out into his yard at
$12.”
“The next day,” continued Mr. Banks, “ I
was on hand with my usual two loads of hay.
They stood around till 3 o’clock without an
offer. Finally a man came up and offered me
ten dollars fly one load. Said he, “ Deacon
Stone bought hay for twelve dollars yester
day.” WeH, I took the ten dollars and
drew the second load into Deacon Stone’s
barn for eight dollars. The next day I drew
two loads more, but the news had got all
around that I had sold hay to Deacon Stone
at eight dollars, and I couldn't sell it for a
dollar more. Said every man I talked to.
“Hay is down, Mr. Banks; the market is
glutted.” In fact, nobody wanted any hay
at all. But I finally sold one load at seven
dollars, and drew the other back home.”
"What then.” 1 asked, “where does the
mule come in ?”
“Why, as I was unhitching this here mule,
Mr. Perkins, he kicked my left leg and broke
it short off. I was carried into the house
and I thought I was a ruined man, but I tell
you that mule’s kick made me a rich man.”
“How?” I asked. “llow did a mule’s
kick and a broken leg make you rich ?”
“Well, the next day we couldn't draw hay,
and the next da}’ after it was the same thing.
Finally a week rolled ’round and no hay
went to town, when up drove Deacon Stone
with a span of mules from lie City.”
“I kum up,” sezthe Deacon, “to get some
more of that hay of yourn. ’Squire, I’m all
out.”
“Deacon,” said I, thinking he wanted me
to draw it, “you can’t ha\xj any more bay
now. It will be three weeks before j'on get
any more hay from me.”
“Three weeks!” said the deacon, raising
his hands in astonishment. “ Why, my horses
will starve. I must have hay. I’ll take two
tons at fifteen dollars a ton and draw it mv
self.”
“All right,” said I, “pitch it on.”
The next day up came another villager.
He said he must have hay too; that there
wasn’t a spear to be had in the city.
“I give you S2O for a ton,” he said.
“And draw it yourself?” I asked.
“Yes; draw it myself.”
And away he went with a ton of hay at
S2O.
“Two days after,” continued farmer Hanks,
“three villagers came up and offered me $25
per ton for all the hay I had. The sense the
mule had kicked into me began to show it
self, and I told them I guessed I hadn’t any
more hay to spare.”
“Hut. hang it, Mr. Hanks, we must have
Imy,” they said.
“But hay is hay, gentlemen,” said I. “In
fact, gentlemen,” I said. “ I’ve been lookin’
over tliis hay matter, and I find the hay mar
ket is firm with an upward tendency. In
fn"t, I find the demand is greater than the
supply. The home consumption of hay—”
“But dang it. Hanks, we must have hay.
You don’t want all the horses in the city to
starve, do you ?” they interrupted.
“No, I don’t want your horses to starve,
but I tell you I haven’t got any hay to sell.
However, if it will accommodate you and
keep your horses from starving, I can spare
you a few tons at thirty dollars. Hut mind,
you must draw it yourself.”
“Agreed,” they said, winkin’ at each other,
and we’ll take all you have at that price.”
“And they took it?” I asked.
“Yes, sir, they took it, drew it to the city
and sold it at $40 —and I sold every spear of
hay 1 had at that, price. And for three
years,” continued farmer Hanks, “I supplied
the city with hay at S3O a ton, when if that
there mule hadn't a kicked the law of demand
and supply into me—hadn’t a kicked finan
cial economy into my thick skull, why Pd a
been sell in' hay at five dollars a ton. An’
that’s why I love this here mule.”
Temple of Agriculture at Pekin.
In the spring of ever}- year the Chinese
pay great honors to agriculture. The emper
or proceeds to the park surrounding the Tem
ple of Agriculture at Pekin, and in a plot of
ground reserved for the purpose, and in the
presence of the grandees of the empire, he
guides the imperial plow, and uses the seed
planter, rake, &c. The implements employed
by him are devoted to his exclusive use, and
are of a bright yellow color ; and no inferior
person can plough or sow the emperor’s plot:
when he is not able to come, his part is left
barren. The grain sown by the emperor is
rice. The governor of the province and the
mayor of the city then imitate the emperor in
plots reserved for them, using implements
of a red color, and sowing millet.
After this the emperor and the attendant
princes and officials proceed to the Temple
of Agriculture, which is dedicated to Shin-
Nung. or the “Divine Husbandman,” the
fabulous originator of the art. Here bullocks,
swine, and sheep arc offered in sacrifices, and
prayers made to Shin-Nung, and also to the
god of the land, the god of the grain, the god
of the ocean, the god of the wind, the god of
thunder, and the god of rain. They are also
very particular to worship what is called the
god of the year. In ancient times, this was
the planet Jupiter ; but at present the officers
who advise and act for the emperor in these
matters canonize what and whom they please-
Similar ploughing and worshiping are per
formed by the leading mandarins near the
south gates of all the principal cities of the
empire: after which the mandarins mount a
platform, and, calling around them the prin
cipal farmers of the vicinity, exhort them to
the proper discharge of their duties as hus
bandmen. At the close of the addresses,
they present to each of the farmers who have
been selected to receive them certain presents
or medals in the name of the emperor, in or
der to encourage and stimulate them to dili
gence in their calling.
Apart from the idolatrous worship, this
conduct of the emperor and his ollicials is
very praiseworthy ; but it is sad to know,
that while “God has not left Himself without
witness among them in that He does good,
and sends them rain and fruitful seasons,
filling their hearts with food and gladness,”
they yet do not recognize llis existence and
beneficence, but give His glory to others and
His praise to graven images. —Spirit of Mis
stuns.
Gapes and Roup.
Gapes in chicks is caused by small worms
in the throat. Take a small feather, strip it
to within an inch of the end, put it down the
wind pipe and turn it quickly around a few
times, so as to dislodge and entangle the
worms Draw out the feather and repeat the
process till all are removed. If this fails,
dip the feather in the turpentine and put it
down again. The fumes will kill the worms.
Small camphor pills are also recommended.
Roup is caused by taking cold. It is fact
similar to cold in the head or catarrh in the
human subject. Keep the chicks affected
with it in warm and dry quarters and feed
them with bread or meal mixed with half a
grain to each chick of cayenne pepper. Wash
the head and eyes with very diluted vinegar,
morning and evening. Keep the sick fowls
separate from the well, or all will 5c liable to
be taken.
A returned missionary was recently invi
ted to a party, where all the ladies appeared
in low-cut dresses. Said he to the host: “ I
don’t mind it at all; I’ve spent ten years
among the savages.”
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Conquer Yourself.
It lias been well said by the wise man that
the greatest of all conquests is tiie conquest
of self. Men have been known to lead armies
to battle, conquering whole nations by their
valor, and wielding such an influence upon
vast masses as to make them move as otic
man. Hut over themselves, their own charnc
ter, their own habits, they have seemed to be
without any influence whatever.
I'eter the Great made a law in 172*2 that if
any nobleman beat or ill-treated his slaves lie
should be looked upon as insane, and a guard
inn should lie appointed to b;ke care of bis
person and his estate. This great monarch
once struck his gardener, who. being a man
of great sensibility, took to his bed, and died
in a few days. Peter, bearing ot this, ex
claimed. with tears in his eyes, “Alas ! I have
civilized my own subjects; I have conquered
other nations; yet, I have not been able to
civilize or conquer myself.”
Truly here was a reason for remorse. If
Peter the Great had studied the movements
of that complex and wonderful machinery,
his own mind, as industriously as lie had
studied the complex machinery of war, lie
would have been as skillful in commanding
an influence over his own actions as over
those of liis fellow-men.
Hut, alas ! how few of the greatest geniuses
the world ever produced have been able to do
double duty—take command of and sway the
world, and to command and resist their own
passions!
Shoemaking.
The shoemaker is a relic of antiquity, and
lived and had his being as early as the twelfth
century. He was accustomed to hawk his
goods, and it is conjectured that there was a
separate trade for annexing the soles. The
Homans, in classical times, wore cork soles
in their shoes, to secure their feet from wa
ter, especially in winter, and, as high heels
were not then introduced, the Roman ladies,
who wished to appear taller, put plenty of
cork under them. The streets of Rome in
the tini3 of Domitian were blocked up by
cobblers' stalls, which he, therefore, caused
to he removed. In the middle ages shoes
were cleaned by washing with a sponge and
oil; soap and grease were the substitutes for
blacking. Buckles were worn on the shoes
in the fourteenth century. In Ireland a hu
man skeleton was found with marks of
buckles on the shoes. In England they became
fashionable many years before the reign of
Queen Mary. The laboring classes wore
them of copper. Other persons had them of
silver or copper guilt. Not long after shoes
roses came in. Huckles revived before the
revolution in 178 b, and finally became ex
tinct before the close of the eighteenth cent
ury.
Printing Office Secrets.
A properly conducted printing office is as
much a secret as a Masonic Lodge. . The
printers are not under oath of secrecy, hut
always feel themselves as truly in honor
hound to keep office secrets as though triple
oathed. Any employe in a printing office
who willingly disregards this rule in relation
to printing office secrets would not only he
scorned by his brethren of the craft, but
would lose liis position at once. We make
this statement because it sometimes happens
that a communication appears in a newspa
per, under an assumed signature, which ex
cites comment, and various parties try to find
out who is the author.
Let all he saved the trouble of questioning
the employes of the printing office. They
arc know-nothings on such points as these,
On such matters they have eyes and ears, no
mouth, and if they fail to observe this rule,
let them he put down as dishonorable mem
bers of the craft.
It is the same in job printing. If anything
is to he printed and kept secret, the proper
notice he given of the desire of secrecy, and
you might as well question the Sphynx as
one of the printers, so that even the secret
books for lodges are printed without fear.—
St. C/air Republican.
Set Speeches.
No man can be gracefully polite whose
words are hampered by ceremonious restric
tions. Politeness in society should be go
verned by no set rules or phrases, although it
is necessary for one to understand the gen
eral principles of social intercourse in order
to make his way gracefully in society. If a
mail, trusting solely to his memory, prepares
in his mind what lie intends to say to a lady
when he is introduced to her, there are nine
chances out of ten that he will forget his
“ nice speech*’ the moment he is presented,
and be so “taken aback” by the circumstance
as to appear in an exceedingly awkward and
ludicrous light. On the whole, his discom
fiture is deserved.
A family is discussing the qualifications of
a gentleman who has presented himself as a
candidate for the position of son-in-law.
There is some doubt, inasmuch as someone
has given the intended the character of a
spendthrift. Inquiries arc made among the
tradesmen who know him. One day the fath
er comes in all radiant. “Make yourself
easy, my child. I have seen his washerwoman,
lie doesn't owe her a cent. Resides, he
doesn’t pay her more than a shilling a wce^ % ’ A
The other night an old rooster got am}
went to a certain closet to feel for a certain
bottle, but in the darkness he got hold of a
flask containing kerosene oil. aad after takiiv*
a healthy old gulp of the went to hoik
He didn’t rest very well, spat % great deal,
and finally said they couldn't make the same
whisky now they did forty years ago..— Bur>
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