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jbft Work of every description executed
.neatness and dispatch, at moderate rates.
ttco.r ritsijtess ( .tuns.
ittle, smith & CO.,
Macon, Ga.,
iEILKRS IN Saddle Bridles, llar
ilftiD —Harness and Saddlery Ware, Leather
I kinds, Shoe Finding, Carriage Trimmings, ka.
HARNESS MADE to order. 2 Sin*
PATRICK & HAVENS,
Wholesale and Retail
fSELLERS. STATIONERS.
and General News Dealers— Triangular Block,
■ry Street, .Tf aeon, Get. - “
TT^knuick.
FINDLAY & KENRICK,
I ,f I Vtio.cee ns a.yb
mitssion JSlGrcli&nts
AND
EAL ESTATE AGENTS,
j Triangular Block,
oo_ MACON, GA.
JONES & BURNETT,
auction and
immission JMsrch tints
Cherry Street, .11 (ifon, Oa.
the old stand of R. B. Clayton k Cos.
JONES, J- 0. C. BURNETT,
2 3m _____
B 11. ANDKRSON, LOUIS K. ANDKRBON.
J, 11. ANDERSON & SON,
FACTORS AND
MISSION MRCUANTS,
i Coraer of Third and Popular Streets.
!acon, : : : Georgia.
E are still conllnneing the
anil Coiiißllifcsioil Business, and will
ive and sell Cotton and all Produce entrusted
ur care. Prompt returns of all sales will be
e. We are also prepared to fill orders for
LANTATION SUPPLIES,
|e solicit consignments of Tobacco, Corn,
r, Bacon, Lard, Sugar, CoflVe, Iron, Steel,
i«, Sheetings, Osoaburgs aud Produce gener-
H. SHAW &. CO.,
DEALERS IN
ATS, CAPS,
Straw Goods, x'tc.,
lOLESALE AND RETAIL.
JK hive constantly on hand the largest stock
s os hats and caps in the city of Macon.
nditcrmenls Offered to Merchants
planters. We have hats which we are offering
rices ranging from sl2 5.0 to $l2O per dozen,
ieny Street, UIACON, OJEOKGIA,—
ie store of T. W. Freeman. 2 Bm*
. SINGLETON, W. C. SINGLKTON, T. J. HUNT
SINGLETON, HUNT & CO.,
(OPPOSITE LANIER HOUSE.)
iCO.Y, : : : GEORGIA.
Wholesale and Retail Dealers in
80 )TS, SHOES, TRUNKS,
I
I HATH, UMBRELLAS, ETC.
[ THE ladies,
▼tailing Macon will find many NOVEL
articles for dress and toilet at the
NOVELTY STORE,
ff: 0 U Cotton Avenue a few doors above Mix
inlands. No 2 3m
1 10NGLEY & WALSH,
v- uotioneers
AND GENERAL
■mission merchants.
■K* berry Street, . Union, Ga.
store formerly occupied by K. Bond k Cos.
■ REFERENCES:
& Kirkland ....New York.
Scott & Cos * 4
• A C0.,.. # . Boston
& Anderson, “
Memphis, Tenn.
■ ' '’Ood, & Cos., Nashville, 44
Q on, Offut & Cos., New Orleans.
Johnson A Gray bill,..Savannah, Ga.,
Smith & Cos., Augusta, Ga.
ur° Werß ’ Columbus, 44
Wallace, Atlanta, 44
attention given to the purchase,
Shipment of Cotton, Cotton Yarns,
Mg'' Sheetings, & c ., &c.,
iVoripkEY, Late firm of E. Bond, &Cos.
iaJu “* Late firm of ilornc & Walsh
1868.
THE DAWSON WEEKLY JOURNAL.
n.t n-so.r it i si.n:ss carbs.
~ WOOTUN & lIOYL,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
2 ly Dawson, Ga.
F. ML HAMPER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
DAWSON, TKRBELL 10., GA.
Will give prompt attention to all business en
trusted to his care. 2 ly.
SIMMONS & COKER,
attorneys at Law,
n.t II 'SU.r, GEORGIA.
b. r. Simmons. feb23 ly w. b. c. cokkr.
JAMES SPENCE,
attorney at Ijaw.
n.t U'SO.r, GEORGIA.
Office at the Court House. feb23 ly
DR. C. A. CHEATHAM,
DAWSON, GEORGIA,
Office, South West corner of Public square.
CIOXTINUF.S the practice of Medicine in all its
J branches.
He pays special attention to the treatment of all
chronic affections of either sex ; and to the treat
ment of all secret diseases.
He may be consulted by letter, describing age,
sox, occupation, and habits ; and giving an accu*
rate description of all the symptoms, duration of
sickness, etc., etc., And enclesing Pen M)ol m
tars. By return mail he will forward all of the
necessarry medicines with full directions. 3 ly.
DR. C. RAUSHENBERC,
OFFERS his Professional Services to the citi
zens of Dawson and the surrounding country.
Office at Dawson Hotel—up stairs. fel>23 6m
DR. D, H. FARMER.
At the late Residence of Col. •§'**».
MI. Stilts, near Bateson, Ga.
\ JS7TTH an experience of 20 years iu the prac-
V v tice of medicine,, feels qualified to treat
any case he may be called to attend. feb23 ts
DR. J. L. D. PERRYMAN,
OFFERS his professional services to the citi
izensof Dawson and vicinity as Prescrib
ing M 9 hysician. Office at his Drug Store
under the Masonic Ilall. Also takes this occasion
to say to his old army friends, who are constantly
asking his advice by letter, to apply to some re
spectable physician personally, where they can
have their cases properly examined, and so pre
scribed for. marl 6,3 m
J. prALLENT
WATCH JEgLg A\D
REPAIRER JEWELER.
Dawson, Da.,
IS prepared to do any work in his line in the
very best style. feb23 ts
LOYLESS & CRIM,
WAREHOUSE
AND
COMMISSION MERCHANTS,
DAWSON, C'tjS.
WTI.L huv nnd poll all kind, o Ptoduce and
Lands in Soulhwestein Georgia.
E. B. LOYLESS, J- B. CRIM.
2 2m.
~J. ti. S. SUI2TII,
GUIST SMITH
MacLiinist,
BAn'SOJT, : : Georgia.
Repairs all kinds of Guns, ristols, Sewing Ma
chines, etc., etc. 2 ly.
J, E. LOILESS,
SHIPPING AND PURCHASING
AGENT,
Bateson, : .* •’ Georgia.
Will attend to Shipping and Buying Cotton.
2 2a'
DAWSON IIOTEIV,
Southeast Corner Public Square
DAWSON, CxA.
CH. RAI'fiIIEIIIiCRG,
Feb. 23, 6m Proprietor.
New Livery and Sale Stable,
STOCK BOUGHT
DA.WSON, Ci _A. .
DR. w. W. FARIfUITI, keeps good
stock, good vehicles, and good drivers, and
is prepared to sen and passengers to any of the ad
joining counties. Hacks at the Depot on the ar
rival of each train. feb 23 ly
IF YOU WANT
SOMETHING GOOD
TO EAT, DRINK, OR SMOKE,
CALL OK PRIJTCE a nno. They
keep conptantly on hand a good supply of
Fine Liquors, Cigars, Tobacco, Oysters, Sardines,
etc. They hare, in connection with their estab
lishment, a well arranged
BILLIARD SALOON,
Supplied with the moat popular improved Cxtures
Dawson, March 2,3 m
DAAVSON, <- ,Y., FRIDAY, APRIL 13, 18UO.
AM A l>l IK .
A bloomy lass of sweet sixteen,
First roused my admiration,
With looka so mild I thought that ahe
Loved me like all creation,
My l.oyish heart at last fouud words
Its tale of love to tell her;
And listened when she fondly swore
She loved—some other fellow 1
My second was more lovely far
Thau all the girls around her,
With mules and niggers, stocks am! lands,
And money, too—confound her.
I coaxed her with a cunning tongue,
And nought she asked refused her,
But when she begged me to “excuse,”
I, like a fool, “excused her."
The next had charming golden curls
Around her shoulders floating.
With lip and eye and voice so sweet,
I scarce could keep from courting;
So mild, so gentle, too, was 9he—
So little touched with evil,
But when I made ray motive known
She proved a perfect— coquette I
I tried again, with like results
The lower and the higher— •
Each beauty seemed to doat on me
Until I came to try her;
So here’s a toast to one and all
The female population ;
I’ll keep mv pictures, books and ring.,
And quit the occupation.
THU BLVE VML.
“Look out for Lizzie, in blue veil, by 5
p. M train ! Frep ”
“A dollar and twenty cents, sir, and sign
your name in the book, if you please,” said
the boy from the telegraph office.
“A dollar and twenty cents ! sign my
name in the book !” I repeated, stupidly :
“but this telegram isn’t for me 1”
“Yes sir ! it is sent to Mr. Charles Ches
ter, at the Lakeville House, Lakeville, N. Y.
There is do other Mr. Chester in Lakeville,
and you always board here, so it must be
for you, sir: all right! The telegram just
come, and it was so nc-ar six, they sent me
arouml with it in a hurry. It has been de
layed somewhere in coming to New Y T ork
but the fault wasn’t at our office.”
Lizzie—could it be Lizzie Clara, or was
it one of Mrs. Stowell’s handsome daught
ers ? There was no time for me to idle in
surmising which Lizzie I was to meet,. I
paid the boy, snapped the patent leek of
my valise, and drove hurriedly to the depot,
duly to “loek out for Lizzie,” and take the
night train West. The New York express
had already arrived, and the iron horse was
snorting his impatience to be off. Passen
gers were crowding in the cars, baggage was
rattling by, tLe bell ringing, aud where was
L'zzie?
At length, near the door of the ladies’
room, looking uneasily around her, I espied
a lady wearing a Blue Veil.
“Is this the ‘Lizzie’ whom I am to meet ? ’
I ventured to ask, groaning in spirit at the
ignorance in which I had been left, regard
ing any other cognomen.
“Ob, yes! And this must be Mr. Ches
ter, I suppose. Y T ou knew roe by tny blue
veil, did you not ? Fred said that would be a
sufficient signal. You are very kind to
charge of me. I was fearful that you would
Gad the care of a lady a great burden on a
night journey; but Fred insisted that you
w uld not mind it, if you took the trouble
for him ;so here lam as you precaive.—
Are not the cars about starting ?”
“I have time to see to your baggage,” I
managed to say,
“Oh, thank you, but Fred checked it
through, and bought my ticket, It is all
right ”
I knew it was all wrong; but what bach
elor of two-and-thirty would decline to es
cort a charming “Lizzie,” in a blue veil,
thus mysteriously committed to his protec
tion ?
We had just a minute and a half in •which
to secure our seats, ere the western train was.
off, and my companion uttered a very con
tented little murmer of satisfaction, as we
slowly steamed out of the depot.
“Oh, I was so fearful that you wouldn’t
be here to meet me, Mr Chester,” she said,
“and I dreaded to take the journey alone.”
“It is a long journey,” I Replied, with a
faint hope that I might tempt her to men
tion her destination.
“Very long," she answered, demurely.
But a call of the conductor revealed the
fact that the lady was going _to Cleveland.
My tickets were purchrsed for Cincinnati,
previous to the reception of that bewildering
telegram, and I thought with some satisfac
tion that I could stop in Cleveland if 1
pleased without any change cf route.
As we rode along, I scanned my travel
ing companion as closely as I dared ; but
only a suggestion of bright eyes, ruby lips
and a dazzling complexion reached me
through the blue veil.
“I think we have never met before to-day,’
I remarked, hazarding an observation which
might, or might not prove to be correct.
“Oh, no ! but I have heard Fred speak
of you so lrequently, that I do not feel as if
we could be strangers long.”
She smiled, and put up her blue veil.—
With the veil lifted, she looked somewhat
older than I expected. I had fancied she
was seventeen, but she now appeared seven
and-twenty. Yet she was so fair, so daz
zling white—with eyes that matched her
blue veil that I forgot the question of her
being near sighted. Seated by that radiant
vision, I became speedily conscious of my
rough coat and shabby “man of business”
aspect; and while I secretly avowed an
amendment for all future time, in various
particulars, I hoped that she might not prove
too observing.
“This is rather a sudden journey of mine,”
remarked my fair companion, “my trunk was
nearly packed, and I expected to leave next
Monday, and travel alone ; but when Fred
heard that you were going to take the even
ing train, he tdegraplied to you immediate
ly, and hurried me off.”
1 <>Ah, Fred thought I; ‘it seems to me
I have you now ! It’s just like gay Fred
Dalrymplc to surprise one with such a tele
gram, ail in the dark, and this must ho his
Bister Lizzio. She is going to Cleveland to
And
visit It .bert nud Lis wife; and Fred hear
ing that 1 was to start on my trip to-night,
sent his sister along, under my care without
any ceremony.”
The mystery was explained, and with a
lighter heart I turned to tho lady, stimula
ted by this discovory in my previous deter
mination to rendor myself desperately agree
able.
“How is your dear Jenny ?” suddenly
inquired my comrade, of the blue veil.
“My dear Jenny 1” mused I—“ Oh—yes
—sister Jane, I presume she means. She
is very well,” I replied.
“We have so often exchanged mersages
with our love, through the medium of your
correspondence with Fred, that I feel quite
will acquainted with that dear Jenny, Mr.
Chester.”
“Hum !” I said to myself, “just like Fred
Dalrymple to forget to deliver bis sister’s
messages, and then invent replies to satisfy
her questions and cover his negligence.’
‘•And do toil me something about that
baby,” continued Fred’s sister. “You need
not be afraid ot praising it to me, for you
know we ladies always tako a lively interest
in babies.”
“I would gladly gratify you if it were
possible,” I replied “but to own the truth I
seldom take much notice of the baby race.”
“As if 1 should believe you in this par
ticular instance,” returned my interlocutor
gaily. “Why, somebody told Fred that
yon burned the gas all night, on purpose to
see how cunning this wonderful baby looks
asleep ”
“Me !” I exclaimed in horror.
“No ! you need not deny it,” said she.—
“I can understand that bashfulness conceals
your raptures. Os course it is named for
you.”
It happened that sister Jenny’s youngest
had been christened Charlie in honor of his
bachelor uncle, and so I answered that her
supposition was not incorrect,.
“When I see Jenny I shall feel it my du
ty to tell her what heartless indifference you
have feigned in regard to that baby ; but
you cannot impose upon me, said the owner
of the blue veil. “I shall acquit you of po
session any of the old bachelor nonchalance
with which you have tried to veil your inter
est,”
“Y’ou must not expect to manufacture a
babyworshipper out of an ‘old bach,’ ” 1
said, jestingly.
“Ob, no, but young frdb’rs are net such
sublime savages as you would try and be
lieve !’’
“Gracious ! what can she mean ?” was tny
silent ejaculation f but she did not seem in
clined to rally me further, wo fell into a
quiet conversation upon common-place
themes, very much as if we had been a half
dozen years acquainted.
“We are to ride all night,” I said, finally,
“and ought I not to secure a berth for you
in the sleeping car? I notice that you seem
very much fatigued ”
“I am weary, but I detest those sleeping
cars!’’
“So do I the sami,” was my hearty re
joinder.
“Ileally and truely ?” she asked, with
some incredulity.
“I fancied that ’'ought to take one on
yonr account, to release you from the pen
ance of sitting in these hard seats all night.”
“But it would be a great pleasure to me,
if you could be as oomfortable, to have you
accept, my shawl, and my arm, for a pillow,
and make yourself cozy for the night.”
“Do you think that Jenny will not object
to my accepting such a service of you?”
she asked.
“Certainly Jenny will not object,” I as
sured her, and I would gladly have added
that Jenny would not object, on some fair
future day, to bo present'd with a sister-in
law wearing a blue veil, but I hardly dared
to hazard the suggestion while our acquain
tance was still of so recent a date.
She took oft her bonnet—a dainty bit of
millinery—which I regarded with a species
of si.ent awe, and scarcely ventnred to put.
it in the rack above us. Then the blue veil
was tied tightly over her curls, and resting
her head upon my shoulder, the beauty was
soon asleep.
But I, Charley Chester, could not sleep
—too many visions were haunting me.
Was this really Fred Dalrymple’s Lizzie ?
Would I ever see her again after this jour
ney was ended ? And eh, 'pvrst?
and enticing speculation of all, could I ever
hope to take to myself tho life-long burden
of “Lookiog out for Lizzie in a blue veil ?”
The night sped fast in these delicious re
veries. When we were within a few miles
of Cleveland, tny fair charge awoke.
“Do you feel rested ?’’ I inquired.
“Oh, very much ! You are exceedingly
kind to have taken so much care of me.—
Fred told me that Jenny’s husband would be
a most desirable escort, but I find that he
scarcely told me half the truth.”
Jenny’s husband ! It struck me dumb !
So I was Jenny’s husband was I ?
“Neither shall I believe, after your gen
tleness and attention to me, that you cau be
as indifferent to your biby as you would try
to havo me think.”
“Your baby !”
The woman was adding insult to injury !
First a wife, aud then a baby bestowed on
me, at five minutes notice, as if they were
the most everyday affairs in the world !
“I think we must be near Cleveland,”
continued my companion, arranging her tan
gled curls, and putting on her bonnet.
“It is possible that my husband may be at
the depot to meet me, and relievo you of any
further trouble on my account. If be is not
there I shall only ask you to put me in a
coach, and send me home, unless I can pre
vail upon you to stop over one or two trains
in Cleveland, and visit us. My husband
would bs delighted to have you, Will you
not consent to do so ?”
Not Fred Dalrymple’s sister after all !
I muttered something in reply, knew not
what, but she took it as a refusal to accept
her hospitality, and continued :
“And if you cannot or will not stay with
us now, I want you to promise that you will
ccme soon, and bring dear Jenny and the
baby, and make us a long visit.”
But the cars had stopped. Wc had reach
ed Cleveland, and tho eosuing bustle reliev
cd mo from the necessity of reply. I assis-
ted her to alight, and consigned her to the
arms of a tall, bearded follow, who kis9cd
“dear Lizzie,” before my very eyes !
“And this is Mr Chester— Frod’s friend ;
you know Harry ?”
Marry rolled his eyos around, but evi
dently did not reoognisc me, and said no
thing.
“Fred received n letter from Mr. Chester
saying bo would be in Lakeville on busi
ness, Tuesday, and would take charge of me
if T would meet him at the evening train ;
so Fred telegraphed to him to look out for
me, and here I am, very much obliged for
his escort 1”
“But where is he all this timo ?” asked
the husband impatiently.
“Hang the Blue Veil ! There is some
mistake here," I exclaimed, pulling out tho
telegram as a voucher for mo. “I am Ches
ter, of Lakeville, at your service. I reside
in Lakeville, and I received this dispatch
yesterday. I took charge of this lady as
well as 1 knew how, and though I could
not satisfactorily decide who she might be
or by whom committed to my care, it is only
within a half hour I have discovered that I
myself was not the Charles Chester who
should have been on the “look out for Liz
zie, in a blue veil !”
They started. They read the telegram.
The oddity of the mistake bewitched us all,
and they took me home with them to laugh
it over, when they found that no Jenny was
awaiting me at my journey’s end. And as
“All’s well that ends woll,” let me tell you
that my young wife to-day is Lizzie’s sister,
and equally partial to a blue veil.
The Heldame's Curse —A true Inci
dent.
What a p-etty little creature Margaret
Robertson looked, that pleasant spring nf
ternoon, as she stood in her husband’s
store ( her light brown hair confined in it
net of dark silk, and her smiling eyes half
concealer! by their long delicate lashes.—
She felt almost too happy, as she clasped
her own little cherub to her bosom, and
looked up tenderly at her husband, whose
arm encircled her waist, while be half
smothered their little Eva with kisses,
though she openly avowod her dislike to
“papa’s ’starsh.”
Charles Robertson, too, felt that bis cup
of happiness was full while gazing upon
his two pets, ns, he playfully termed bis
wife and child. His love bad not dimin
ished, but rather increased since three years
before ho stood beside the altar of the vil
lage church where he and M argaret were
made one. He was then only a poor clerk;
now he possessed one of tho finest stores
in Mavsvide, and was re pected and be
loved by all who knew him.
While this happy couple stood beside
the counter, numerous customers were pass
ing in and out of tho store. Many were
acquaintances who stopped in order to
compliment them upon the increasing beau
ty and intelligence of their little one—
Charlea Robertson had ju-t gone down
stairs fI, a moment. Margaret stood ex
amining a piece nf muslin that floated over
her; while Eva’s curly head rested on her
shoulder, and her pretty eyes wandered to
the street, in search of some infantile amuse
ment.
“Deli I indnde, but .ye are a swate cray
ture in y’ere broidered gown and rosy rib
bons ! People that’s got gowld, no mat
ter what they has been, al’ays deck their
young ’tins like queens; niver do they care
for the wtdder and tho fatherless. Would
ye be after coming to a poor ottld woman,
me darlin’ ?”
Mrs. Roberts«n turned abruptly around
and faced the speaker, who was such a
singular figure that she felt inclined to de
scend from her dignified position and laugh
outright; but something in the woman’s
look checked het,<so she remained quiet.
It was a poor wizzened o'd crenturo. Her
once.tall form was bent, ami her thick black
hair whitened by tho snows of many win
ters; but her features were sharp and for
bidding, nnd her forehead dark and wrin
kled. Her small grey eyes seemed alone
to retain their brilliancy, aud shone like fire
benpafh her full ruffled cap. She wore a
bright red flannel cloak over her dress of
homespun cloth, and would have looked
picturesque but for tho very dirty appear
ance of her face, hands, and clothes. Ad
vancing towards the young mother she
held out a pair of sharp, bony him!-, not
over clean, to little Eva, repeating,—
: ‘Ye would be after cornin’to a poor ould
woman, me darlin’, wouldn't ye ?”
The child was very sociable, and being
attracted by the scarlet cloak held out hei
white dimpled arms in baby fashion ; but
Margaret hastily drew them back, and
clasping Eva still tighter in her arms, re
treated a step or two, with a book of both
fear and disgust upon her pretty face. The
old hag confronted her with malicious ha
tred gleaming in her eyes, and raising her
hand with an awful gesturo exclaimed, —
“Ho, me proud young leddy, you wouldn’t
let a poor ould woman touch your dainty
brat; ye fear its fancy fixin’f may be sp'iled
or its trumpery se'fp’isened by coinin’near
ould age and poverty; hut, belave rne, ns
sure ns there are saints in heaven, fiends in
hell, and proud minxes on earth, you’ll rue
this day. Yes, me the day that ye insult
ed a poor ould widder by tachin’ your
dace liter young ’un to despise the weak
and sorrowin’ ! Ah Imo fine leddy, with
all y’ero airs ye'll niver live to raise a child !'
Anil muttering curses she now shook her
fist at tho now trembling Margaret, and
hurried from the store.
Three weeks paused away. Mr. and
Mrs Robertson sat b side the crib of their
darling, whose corlor!ess checks, drooping
eyelids and wasted form told that tho great
destroyer had entered their once happy
home, and that their littlo Eva was upon
the brink of tho grave. The wretched
.mother had watched for many sleepless
nights and weary days, until her cheeks
had grown almost us pale as the littlo suf
ferer s ; and now, as sho noticed the hectic
flush and short fitful breaking, an icy chill
crept through her frame; she could no
longer control her emotion, and burying
her face iu the pilkiw upon which Eva rest
ed she wept aloud. Tho large blue eyes
of the child opened ; little hands clasped
Margaret’s neck; tiny lips unclosed ; the
faint murmuring sound of “Mamma, dear
mamma,” floated upon the air, and one
more spirit was freed from pain and sin to
dwell in tho realms of bliss forever and
ever.
As Margaret saw tho cold earth cover
the form of her lost treasure, how vividly
rushed to her mind the fearful words,
‘ You'll never live to raise a child."
‘Oh! heaven, can it be so?" sho ex
claimed, as she hurried home to weep and
pray.
Not many months had passed by before
Charles Robertson’s household was made
happy by the arrival of a tiny boy, the
image of his father, who, though weak and
delicate at first, soon grow to be a fine
healthy fellow. How carefully Magaret
guarded him ! How tenderly she nursed
him ! Every ailment made her think that
the fa'al hour bad come. Hut as he grew
older her fears were assuaged, and by the
time he had entered his second year she
had almost lorgoUen the strange old wo
man in the scarlerblouk.
Another nursling came, a tiny Tittle girl,
whom the fond mother, in remembrance of
her lost darling called by the same sweet
name “Eva.” An evil omen, somo said,
but Margaret was too happy to mind
them. This infant was scarcely a month
old when misfortune again fell heavily up
on the family. Little Charlie was sud
denly taken i'll, and-before tho distracted
parents could even procure medical advice
lie ceased to breathe. Great was their
sorrow at this unexpected event, far more
vehement than when their first born died,
but not so lasting, for they had yet another
being on whom to shower their love; and
though lines of sorrow appeared upon
Margaret’s fair brow and Charlie's manly
face, still they could say with truth, “Oh !
Lord, thy will be done.”
Little Eva grow in health and beauty,
for the first six months; alter that time
she appeared to be gradually fading away.
Tho doctors all said that she had no dis
ease. although she was very weak and del
icate. But Margaret, as she unceasingly
watched every movement of her darling,
seemed to hear from morn till night those
awful words, l Y oil’ll never live to raise n
child.” bhe pictured and repictured to
herself that scene in her husband’s store
some years back, in which that stiange
old woman was the principal performer,
and where that terrible curse was uttered
which had deprived her forever of her
children and happiness.
Though the lamp of life burnt very low,
still it did not entirely go out, and Eva
was eighteen months old, though very frail
and delicate, when, one chilly autumn af
ternoon, Margaret took the little one in her
arms and tried to teach her tho names of
those around her.
Whut a change had come over Marga
ret in the last few monlliH ! Ever since her
first Eva’s death her cheeks had
been losing their roundnese and her eyes
their brightness; but lately she had grown
pale and wasted. As she sat before the
fire, her soil brown hair gathered smoothly
off her once merry face, her dark blue
eyes downcast, her slight, delicate figure
robed in a tight-fighting dress of dark drab
merino, with a pale white robed infant upon
her knee, she looked like some visitant from
the spirit world.
Suddenly Eva’s little frame trembled
violently, her face grew black and blue at
intervals, and her mother clasped her tight
er in her arms exclaiming,—
“Good God ! the curse is working ; she,
too, will die 1”
hhe arose, white ns marble, placed the
trembling form upon the bed, then fell be
side it in a death-hike swoon. For the next
three days Margaret Robertson lav in a
burning fever ; but upon tho fourth ,day
her little strength failed, and after ono look
of recognition at her bereaved husband her
spirit lied to join her beloved ones in a bet
ter world.
But Eva did not die. It was only a fit,
from which she soon recovered, that had
appeared so terrible. t>he lived and grew
up to be the beauty and lielle of MuyvHle,
beloved by all around her. and tho sole
comfort of her widowed lather. Thus the
curse was fulfilled. Margaret Robertson
never lived to raise a child. Ala.
NioriF.il M’it.—“ How much do you
"hureft, Mzssa Magistrate, to marry mo and
Mis» Dinah ?”
“ Why, Clem, I’ll marry yen for two i? 1 -
lars ”
“Two dollars I what you charge to marry
white folks ma°sa ?”
“We generally charge them five dollars,
OIC’U.”
“ Well you marry us like white folks, and
I give you five dollars too.”
“ Why, Clnin that’s a curious notion, hut
as you desire it, I v ill marry you like the
white folks for five dollars.”
The ceremony being over, the tnagi trnte
a*kcd for his fee,
“Oh 1 no, tn issa, you no come up to de
greement —yotl no kiss de bride.
“Got out of my office, you'black rascal.”
A Remark\ni.E I’henomnon. —Anew
island has suddeuly appeared in the Grecian
Archipelago, rising in five days ono hundred
and fifty feet above tho level of the sea, and
presenting a surface of about six acres. The
island still continues to increase, aud is duo
to volcanic action, as it is composed of half
molten lava, arid was preceded by the flames
coming up out of the sea, accompanied with
tremendous explosions. It first appeared on
January 31.
A lady writing on tho subject, says :
“ When men break their hearts, it is the
same as when a lobster breaks his claws—
another sprouting immediately, and growing
in its place.
How the Fenians are to get across the At
lantic is a matter that puzzles the mind, of
many. We presume that they will acom
plish the task when they go to Bridget.
A Western editor says every timo he
thinks of poor Ireland and hor oppression,
his heart goes Pity Pat.
An Illinois paper says a man lives there
who is so dirty that the assessors put him
down as real i state.
VOL. I. NO. 10.
A true Story of the liege of Port
lllldNOlt.
It is sail that fact is stranger than fic
tion. How true this is, is exemplified in
the following true story of two brothers,
twins, which occurred during the memora
ble siege of I‘ort Hudson. Passing ono
day through tho streets of that little town,
wo noticed two corpses lying upon the
gallery of the carpenter’s shop, awaiting
their turn for the boxes dignified with tho
titlo of coffins, to consign them to their las*
rooting place. They were bodies of tall
stature, stout and well built, betokening tho
hardy back wood.unen of the Southwest.
Over the face of each was thrown a cloth,
through which the blood was oozing,
showing that they had received their death
wounds through the head.
It was no uncommon sight during tho
siege to see death in every form, from tho
body pierced by tho single bullet to the
ono shattered to atoms by tho cannon ball
or fearful mortar shell. Yet there was
something in the appearance of tliose bo
dies which riveted our attention and in
duced the inquiry as to who they were.—
A rough, grizzly, weather-beaten Confed
erate was sitting by their side, whose arm
tied up, showed that for the present ho
was unfit for active service. Who tears
wore trickling down his cheeks as he gazed
mournfully upon the dead before him
while bis quivering lip told better than
words that they hud been more to him
than simple comrades of the tent and field.
He related their story in a few words:
“They were my sons,” said he, “and were
twins. Ono of them joined at the same
time I did. YVe came hero with General
Beale, and have done our duty to the best
of our knowledge, and I believe to the
satisfaction of our officers.
“This morning, sir, while at the breast
works, one of my boys, in order to get
good aim at tho sharpshooters outside,
thoughtlessly raised himself too high, when
a rifie bull pierced his brain, and he fell
dead at my feet. His brother, seeing him
fall, sprang forward to pick him up, but in
so doing, exposed himself above the lino
of defenses, when he, too, received a ball
through the brain, and he fell dead upon
the still quivering form of bis brother.—
Bs they earns inio tho world, so they went
out of it—together. In removing their
bodies from the breastworks, I got this
wound, which shatterod my arm. Would
that I had died with them, sir, for I have
no one to love upon this earth.”
“And their mother—your wife?”
“Died, sir, in giving them birth.”
One coffin received tho remains of tho
twins, and a few days after, while sitting in
front of his tent, an exploding shell gave a
death wound to a heart-brfkcn father.—
West Baton Rouge Sugar Planter.
Dentil Warrant of Christ.
The Courier des Etats Unis, of a late date
says: Chance has put into our hands the
most imposing and interesting judicial doc
ument, to all Christians, that has ever been
recorded in human annals ; that is the iden
tical death warrant of onr Lord Jesus Christ.
\Yc transrihe tho document from a copy of
the translation:
SENTENCE
“ Rendered by Pontius Pilate, acting Gov
ernor of Lower Galilee, that Jesus of Naz
crcth Shall Suffer Death on the Cross.
“ Iu the year seventeen of the Empire of
Tiberias Caesar, and the of March, tho
city of the Holy Jerusalem : Aneas andCa
aiaphas being priests, sacrificators of tho
people of God, I, Pontus Pilate, Governor
of the praetory, oondemn Josus of Nazeretb
to die on the cross between two thieves—tho
great and notorious evidence of the people
saying—
1. He is a seduocr.
2. He is seditious.
3. He is the enemy of the law.
4. lie calls himself, falsely, the Son of
God.
5. lie calls himself King of Israel.
6. lie entored into the temple, followed
by a multitude bearing palm branches in
their hands.
Urdt r the centurion, Quintius Cornelius,
to lead him to the place of execution.
Forbid any person, whomsoever, poor or
rich, to oppose the death of Jesus.
The witnesses that signed the death of
.Jesus are :
1. Daniel Robani, a Pharisee.
2. Janus IKroable.
6 Cape 1 , - "iiizcn.
JosuS shall go out of tho city by the ga(a
“Strenuous.”
The above sentences arc engraved on one
side and on the other is written these words ;
“A similar plate is sent to each of theso
tribes.”
It was found in an antiqo vaso of white
marble, while excavating in the city of
Aquilla, in tho Kingdom of Naples, in tha
year lt<2s, and was discovered by the Com
missariat of Arts, attached to the French
armies. At the expedition of Naples it was
found enclosed in a box of ebony, in tho
saciisty of Caurtem.
Thu French translation was made by tha
members of the Commission of Arts. The
children requested earnestly that the plate
might not be taken away from them. Tho
request was granted, as reward for the army,
Mr. Pennon, one of the savans, caused a
plate to be made of the mode), on which ha
had engrav.-d the above sentence. At the
solo of his collection of curiosities, it was
bought by Lord llowtrd for 6,884 francs,
A landlady who had some very weak
chicken broth for dinner the oiher day, was
asked by a wag boarder if she couldcn’t coat
that chicken to wade through that soup once
more.
Jerome! Jerome! screamed Mrs. Butter
field the other day, to her biggest boy “what
are you throwing to (hose pigeonsh 7 " gold
beads, mother, and the darned fools are eat
ing Vm , speet they think it's corn.
A Western soldier who had been through
ail the campaigns and shared in many of
the fiercest battles of the war, writes front
his home that “ho never realized the horrors
of war till he got home and found his gal
married to a stay at-home dry-goods clerk. ’