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„ I , tJ .E.cmcCTi,». . mtaon SBtwhln Journal, I published Every Friday. . j. eTciiiustiax, >■ 4l ' editors and publishers, m -sirictly in Adcancc. *t oo !** r, °" & oo "J f3 00 *nates of Advertising : ner pqusre of ten lines for the first t „ dents per square for Sequent insertion, not exceeding three. threc r nths \\ ™ (^ siimonth9 H oo ,S a .,e, three months 200 9iimonths J w column three moths SO 00 lh of i column six months 60 00 column three moth. 45 00 column six months 70 00 column three months 70 00 column six months 100 00 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. ’