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THE BAINBRIDGE WEEKLY DEMOCRAT.
VOLUME I.
BAINBRIDGE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, MARCH 28, 1872.
NUMBER 42
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A GLIMPSE Of' ST. HELENA.
ORIGINAL SKETCH BY *A BECENT
TRAVELEB.
The appearances of St. Helena,
seaward, impress one with the idea
of a ljold* precipitous rock, perfectly
inaccessible; but, on a nearer view,
occasional openings show themselves
along the shore, forming inlets by
which it can be approached. Its
apparent barrenness ahd sterility is
greatly relieved by patches of verd
ure and bush that peep out on the
inland summit.
As we steamed toward it the morn
ing sun tinged its 'bold and rugged
cliffs with richly colored hues, and
threw intense shadows of deep pur
ple and crimson into its ravines. 1 he
remarkably stratified rocks, dotted
with drooping clusters of lichen, had
rather a curious effect.
Wc anchored in the bay off James
Town, which is built in the base of a
narrow gorge. The town, ten years
ago, had a population of five thous
and five hundred inhabitants, and
was considered in a thriving posi
tion; but since the opening of the
overland route and Suez Canal, the
calling of ships has greatly fallen off,
and 1 expect the number of inhabi
tants decreased accordingly.
The place is strongly fortified
along the portions of the town look
ing seaward; besides, the numerous
jiaccs around where landing is pos
sible, are also protected by strong
batteries. There is a lofty ridge of
calcareous rock running right
through the island from cast to west,
and in the centre of this is Diana’s
Peak, one * thousand seven hundred
fort high, and very conspicuous from
the sea. Along the coast are many
columns of basaltic rock—two, called
Lot and Lot’s Wife, are the most re
markable, being respectively one
hundred and seven and one hundred
and sixty feet high; and another,
railed the Chimney, a noted hex
agonal column, sixty-four feet in
height.
The total area of St. Helena is a
little over thirty thousand acres;—
only five hundred are under cultiva
tion, and nearly eight thousand used
for grazing purposes.
The climate is considered healthy
and salubrious for Europeans. Six
hundred feet above the sea, at James
Town, the temperature averages
about eighty degrees; and through
out the island, with the exception of
some of the lowest spots, the tem-
peratifl’e is equable.
To the right of James Town, and
cut out on t-he precipitous slopes, is
Jacob’s Ladder—a marvelously steep
aseetet of six hundred and filly steps,
leading up to one of the forts. By
its skle is a sigaag road, for those
who prefer making lighter work of
it; but both arc a very heavy under
taking.* Oa the left slope of the
town is another similar Toad leading
to the Briars and LongVood.
The town is rather picturesque
from the sea, somewhat hidden by
the long, straight line of battery—
the cathedral spire breaking -the
outline.
The island is evidently of volcanic
origin, as at the south side there are
still remains of. a crater, from which
lava and other volcanic matter h&vfc
flowed in every direction. Earth-
Taakcs are occasionally felt, and at
times the surrounding sea has been
much agitated.
Some years ago an extraordinary
VlVe rose about a mile out, and
r ' tin g in gradually toward the shore
^gulfed everything before it, in-
C u Jing a number of slave-dhows at
a achor; it also did great destruction
t-> the lrharf and other property.—.
trange to some merchant
f «ipping and men-of-war that were
^chored s °Ric distance out, scarcely
fe -t its influence.
soon as we landed, a dozen
*mall darkies assailed us, each
rusting a horse for hire in front,
somewhat staying our progress,
, ^ wiUl hope that, in a state
nervous despair, we would gladly
fl-d ourgeives of aoy qha n<y> tp
escape their importunity. Spurning
these ragged menials, we pushed on
through the fort-gates into the public
square, on three sides of which were
the cathedral, post-offlee and Scott’s
Hotel.
A doctor's shop seemed wanting,
and then the spiritual and temporal
wants of the community would have
appeared well cared for.
At the square we procured some
worn-out vehicles, with horses to
match, ahd started for' Longwood
and its prescinds.
Passing through a street or two
witli the most forsaken, dilapidated-
looking houses on either side—these
were abandoned on account of the
white ants; the propensity of this
diminutive insect for wood-work is
extraordinary—we emerge on a nar
row, steep road, hewn from the rock.
An outeT wall of rough stone-work
seperates the road from an embank
ment of great depth.
At every sharp turning, represent
ing an acute' angel, the driver
allowed the animals great freedom
of rein, and the same of whip,
blended with a dash of emphatic
language and excitable gesticulation.
Sharing the box-seat with him, I
received sundry mild digs in the side;
qiy hat, besides, was unsafe.
I expostulated. He informed me
he wished to prevent the horses from
“jibing” when going round these
steep cortiers, for if they did, they
would inevitably back into the outer
wall, which, possessing no great
science, in its construction, would
give, and then—oh. horror !
I suggested I had better g. t off and
walk at these places. The driver
acquiesced. I believe that was all
he panted.
A few more of these awkward
turns, and we arc in sight of the
Briars, the first residence of Napole
on when in exile, and from which an
extensive view of the ’ valley, town
and shipping is obtained; a call at
a little inn at the top of One Tree
Saddle Hill, and on through a bush
road—a pleasant change from the
barren one we -had.just left. We
afterward skirt the side of a long,
green slope above the valley, in
which is Napoleon’s tomb, which we
visited on out return; thcncc^along
the top ot a mountain, to Longwood.
From this point is a magnificent
view of nearly the whole island, also
many cheerful-looking homesteads,
with their patches of cultivated
ground.
Drawing up our panting animals
at the garden-gate of Longwood, we
arc again assailed by a number of
women and little girls, hajf black,
who, belore one had scarcely time to
move, thrust into tire carriage dried
specimens of fern and everlasting
flowers, supposed to .be gathered
from the walks of the emperor; also
a choice piece of cypress, gathered
from the tomb. They follow ofce up
patiently, and are as ceaseless in
their appeal for you to possess this
small piece of memento as the little
button girls at Hougoumont are to
press on you a reminiscence ot
Waterloo.
Longwood, the spot of such his
toric interest, the home of the exiled
monarch for five years, was simply
a wooden, unostentatious building,
quite colonial in its appearance, and
very plain in its design. A green-
arched verandah forms an entrance
way, ami tho garden is enlivened by
geraniums, fusehias, aloes *and all
sorts of indigenous shrubs, plants,
etc. There is an extensive plain
around, the largest in the island,
fifteen hundred acres, and at a higher
elevation than any other, being one
thousand seven hundred and sixty-
two feet above the level of the sea.
The Emperor Napoleon resided here
from October 16th, 1815, until his
deatjj, May 5th, 1821. His remains
were deposited, at his own request,
in the small, sequestered valley,
which had been one of his favorite
resorts. His body was afterward
exhumed in October, 1840, and con
veyed to France by an expedition
under command of the Prince de
Joinville. Having been enclosed in
Roman cement,; his remains were in
a good state of Reservation, the
countenance, easily recognizable.
A French soldier met us at the
door of the cottage, and conducted
us through the rooms. The one we
entered was originally the billiard-
room and the next, the room in
which he died. Between the two
windows stood a marble bust of the
cjnperor, taken shortly alter his
death, surrounded by plain wooden
railings, and directly opposite was a
simple, gilt-framed mirror, with the
inscription beneath: “Saloon of the
emperor. On the 5th of May, 1821.
the emperor breathed his last in this
room. Le chef d’escadron conserva-
teur.”
The other part of the establish
ment contained sleeping, study and
bath room. They were all perfectly
barren of furniture. -
A slight deception practiced upon
a person when they are in a seriously
contemplative mood is not relishable,
yet I could not feel angry with a
young lady of our party who, point
ing to a uniform coat that was hang
ing in the study, suggested it was
the emperor's. I forthwith regarded
it with feelings of veneration, ob
serving tnat it was in a wonderful
state of preservation, when I caught
the wicked eye of the damsel and
the smiling face of the sergeant. It
was the latter’s full dress, donned
only on important occasions.
The tomb of Napoleon consists of
a few stone slabs, enclosed by a neat
iron railing. Willows, cypress and
other trees are planted near; geran
iums grow around the tomb. A few
yards from it is a clear running
stream. The whole ot this is enclos
ed by a light wooden palisade. A
notice at the entrance requests all
visitors to enter the place with all
becoming respect. We did so; and
another soldier received us here with
hat in hand, and very mournful
visage, acquired evidently by long
experience, forcibly reminding one
ol' the people—
“Who live upon the dead,
By lotting out tli*»ir porsons by the hour
To mimic sorrow when the heart’s not sad/'
A gentle application to the palm
of the hand, , and a visible change of
the countenance. Joy was upper
most. On went his chapeau, and
tnvay he walked, humming the air
of some popular opera. We gather
ed a few geraniums from the grave,
and retraced our road to James
Town.
Newspaper Propriety.—It is not
a very charitable or broad view
which takes it for granted that such
newspapers of the country as avoid
sensationalism do so from fear of
suits of libel- It might just as rea
sonably be objected by profligate
persons to men of good character
that they arc moral and decent be-'
cause virtue is economical. To meet
such a cavil,.as applied to newspa
pers, it .is enough to say that if
editors choose to niake' them the
medium of impurity, they can do so
without incurring the penalties of
libel. It is quite possible to make a
newspaper an indecent publication
without assailing any particular
individual. The great aim of a
journal in this regard should be to
respect the delicacy and purity of
the public, and whenever it becomes
necessary to chronicle occurrences
of a scandalous character, to dis
charge the unpleasant duty in as
brief and delicate terms as possible,
and so as not to ministei to sensa
tionalism or pruriency. This much
is demanded in the interests of public
virtue and decency, as Well as of the
family circles into which newspapers
find their way.—Baltimore Sun.
Make a Note of This.
“If any one speaks ill of thee,”
says Epictetus, “consider whether
he hath truth on his side, and if so,
reform thyself, that his censures may
not affect thee.”
When Alexander was told that the
very boys laughed at bis singing, he
.said: “Ah, then I must learn to sing
better.”
Plato being told that he had many
enemies who spoke ill of him, said:
“It is no matter; I shall live so' that
none will believe them.”
•Hearing at another time that an
intimate friend spoke dctraetingly
of him, he said: “I am sure he would
not do it if he had not some reason
for it.”
This is the surest as well as the
best way of drawing the sting out of
a reproach, and the true method of
preparing a man for the great and
only relief against calumny.
An editoi who has been married a
year, speaking of babies, says: “The
delight of days, the torment o*' nights;
elegant in full dregs, horrible in dis
habille; beautiful on the smile, but
maddening on the" yell; exquisitely
in place in the nursery, but awfully
out of place in the parlor or railway
carriage; the well spring of delight,
and the recipient of unlimited spank
ings; the glory of “Pa,” and the
happiness of “Ma”—who wouldn't
have 'em ?”
General Advance in (foods.
There has been within the past
few months says the Macon Tele
graph & Messenger, ‘a general ad
vance on almost every description
of manufactured goods. As to tex
tile fabrics this advance is due, in
part, te a heavy rise in the price of
the raw material. Cotton has ad
vanced about fifty per cent, from
last year, and Ohio wool which in
February, 1870, was worth 48 cents—
one year later was sold at 50 to 58,
and this present month commands 80
cents. The advance in every other
description of raw materials has also
been gene.al and important. Bread-
stuffs and provisions alone have de
clined.
In Europe labor ^has advanced
almost universally—a fact due to
causes too numerous for specification
in our limited space. War and the
maintenance of vast armies have
taken millions away from productive
pursuits,- and its terrible ravages
have drawn largely upon the stores
of supplies laid up for the future. The
destruction in France has been im
mense; and, on the other hand, a
wonderful impetus has been given
to demand throughout all Germany
by the unparalleled pecuniary, politi
cal and moral triumphs' of the strug
gle. Germany is wonderfully en
thused and exalted, and there has
been a general aud vast advance in
values all over that.country.
As the great moneyed, Manufac
turing and trading centre of the
world, the relative position of En
gland has improved vastly in the
last decade. She was losing ground
in 1860, and a considerable portion
of her manufacturing trade was
stealing over to the continent and to
America. But then cqme the long
succession of disastrous wars which
crippled all her rivals. The United
States ceased to be a rival either
for the carrying trade or manufac
tured goods; and oar heavy tariff
duties exacted on the pica ol tlic na
tional debt, throw ns entirely out of
account as a manufacturing or com
mercial rival for an indefinite period
in the future. France, too, has
been disposed in the same way, and
Germany, for a year or too, has
been altogether occupied with her
great military aspirations. It seems
probable that the genius of that coun
try will hereafter take its principal
development in tho same direction.
In all quarters EnglaiuThas found
commercial and manufacturing rival
ry suspended, and for nearly a de
cade has been stimulated to the ut
most of her productive capacitj by
an eager demand for her goods from
nearly every part of the habitable
globe. Wealth has poured into her
coffers like a flood. And all this
time, too, the volume of gold and
silver currency has been rapidly
swelling by great acquisitions from
the mines, to such an extent that
the relation of other values to mon
ey has been affected and labor has
gone up in price. This advance has
been added to the price of goods,
and hence we heard Macon impor
ters say that some bills of merchan
dise could not be filled here without
loss at prices which a year ago - ad
mitted a satisfactory profit.
The Coffin Under the Step*.
He belonged to Heth’s Division
and fell on that terrible Sunday
morning’s fighting in front of Peters
burg. He was a Georgia sergeant
and his name was George H. Wil
liams. His body was taken to the
city by his friends and a coffin order
ed. Mr. J. T. Morris made the cof
fin and the body was placed iu it ahd
set aside for his friends to have hur
ried. But the cannons were boom
ing, the shells screaming and burst’
ing, our boys retreating, and the
Yankees pouring in, so the body
was left to lay, in its wooden bed
up stairs, in the undertaker s shop
Mr. Morris could get no convey
ance to bear i; away, and it had be
come so offensive that he had it bur
ied in the back yard under the
steps. A few days since, and the
Petersburg Progress recorded a fire,
and the house that was then the un
dertaker's shop, on Sycamore street,
was burned. The workmen com
menced clearing away the. debris,
ami discovered a coffin, th. ougli the
crack of which the remains ol a man
could be seen. All was excitement,
the coroner gathered his jury and
sat in inquest over it, and Mr. Mor
ris came and cleared up the mystery
by telling his plain and simple story.
Only a simple story, it is true, but
how it carried his old comrades
back to that day 1 how it will be
read and hugged as a treasure even
now in that old Georgia home!
Poor old Confederate soldier ? Some
sleep under steps. Some have turned
to bone-dust. And some are under
the plow on the stranger’s soil.
Five brothers sleep side by side on a
little mount right in site of their
mother’s little white cottage, that
stands down by a mill about twenty
miies from Appomattox Court-house.
She pointed them to us while the
tears gushed from her’eyes. All she
had! Two others we’know, killed,
thud, thud, as quick as that! shot
down face foremost, dead, and their
bones left to bleach out in the dark
thick woods of Spottsylvania.
Couldn’t be helped. But what mat
ters ? They are_dead. We are liv
ing. Let us “draw straws” whieh
be the worst? We have all been
put “under the steps” and the fire
has been roaring and cracking above
us ever since that day at Appomat
tox. Who cares ? Not the world.
We have only got to care for our
selves. The rest are too busy for
politics and money.—Hillsboro North
Carolina Register.
A Brilliant* Lyric.
The following lyric is from the bril
liant pen of Dr. Frank O. Tlcknor,
of Columbus. It is vivid with the
flash of sabres and the clang of
arms:
“OUR LEFT”—MANASSAS.
TO JOSEPH E. JOHNSTON.
From dawn to’dark, they stood
That long Midsummer’s day !
While fierce and fast the battle-blast
Swept rank on rank away!
From dawn to dark they fought—
With legions swept and cleft,
And still the wide, black battle-tide
Poured deadlier on our left!
•
They closed each ghasllv gap !—
They dressed each shattered rank!—
They knew how well—that FreedonTfell
With that exhausted flank !
“Oh! for a thousand-men !
Like those who melt away!”
And down they came, with steel and flame,
Four thousand to the fray!
They leapt the laggard train—•
The panting stream might stay!
And down they came, with* steel and flame
Four thousand to the fray!
Right through the*blackest cloud
Their lightning path they cleft,
And triumph’came with deathless fame
To our unconqucred Left!
Ye, of youf sons secure !
Ye, of your dead bereft! ' '**■’
Honor the Wave I, who died to save
Your_all,’upon our Left !
The New Negro Movement.
We copy this cruel and unnatur
al talk from the New York Commer
cial Advertiser, a Grant newspaper:
A brief account of the new politico-
commercial movement among the
ncgro'population was given in the
Commercial last week. The black
men of the Northern _and 4 Southern
States are to meet in convention at
New Orleans on the 10th of April, in
order to ’‘promote a union of the
whole colored race for commercial
and political purposes. Negro farm
ers, planters, manufacturers and
merchants, are invited to send dele
gates to the convention, in order
that a lull expression of opinion may
be obtained, and, if possible, a defi
nite system of operations be estab
lished. It is intimated that the
blacks are’ inspired by. a clannish
sentiment ill this movement—that
they seek to confineJJie advantages
afforded by their contemplated
league to those of their own race,
and that they- cherish the hope of
building up a strong conlederation
among themselves. The whole busi
ness is the natural outcome of the
political pri^leges awarded to the'
negro under the amendments to the
Constitution. Having the right to
vote, to hold office, to engage in
business pursuits, to hold land, and
to exercise all the prerogatives of
the citizen, he sees no good reason
why he should not labor for the ele
vation of his race through the agen
cies of business combination and po
litical machinery. Pompey Howard,
of Alligatorville, the colored Member
considers himself entitled to become
a merchant, if he can find the capi
tal, as well as to be a legislator,
when he receives the requisite num
ber ot votes. The thoughtful may
and do protest against the evident
evil of elevating an ignorant and
impressible race to positions of trust
and power without first subjecting it
to the discipline of education; but
the thing is done and we must take
the results that follow- There is al
ready a sufficient degree of strength
among the negroes, North and
South, to enable them to carry into
effect the combination which is the
purpose of gathering at New Orleans,
and the proceedings of that body
will accordingly be regarded with
curious interest. The event will
mark a point in our current history.
Cost of a Narrow Gauge Rail
road per Mile.—Just now figures
on this subject are interesting. A
narrow gauge road seven miles is
projected in Texas. The ground to
be gone over presents about the
average number of difficulties. An
able engineer was chosen to examine
the route carefully, and.hcre is the
report on the three feet gauge:
Cost per mile—56 1-2 tons of rails,
of 36 lbs. per yard, at $75, $4,237,-
50; 3,520 lbs. spikes at five 'cents,
$176; 340 spliced joints at 60 cents,
$240; 2640 cross ties, 6 by 5 inches
by 6 feet 5 inches, at 30 cents, $792;
1000 yards of ballasting, at 50 cents,
$500; laying one mile track, $320;
graduation and masonry, $3000:—
making a total of $9224,50 per mile,
or $64,641,50 Tor the seven miles.
I Would Forget.
Ok ! bid me not recall the past—
Too many joys with it have fled;
And many hopes, which once were bright,
Like aatamn leaves, lie crushed and dead.
Oh ! say not that 'tis sweet to think
On hours I ne’er again can see,
The memory of tne scenes and friends
Of other days, is sad to me.
How many hearts congenial, true,
And forms too fair to last,
And.sunny smiles, and jocund scenes,
Life buried in the gloomy past.
Then, say not that ’tis sweet to think
On happier hours forever flown,
Oh ! rather teach me to forget
The joys I could once call my own.
The Story of General Ewell
and Ilis Wife.
Mrs. Ewell was the daughter of
the late.Judge Campbell, of Nash
ville, and was born in St. Petersburg,
while her father was the representa
tive of the Government at the court
of the Czar.
In early life there was a settled
melancholy, almost bordering on
moroscncss about General Ewell,
which impressed his army friends
with the belief that he had been
the victim of some fickle, ialse one’s
heartlessness. This, however, was
not the case. He had scarcely at
tained his majority, when he first
met Miss Mary Polk Campbell, the
lovely and accoinplishe^daughter of
Judge George W. Campbell, of Ten
nessee, and a mutual admiration
sprung up between the gallant young
army officer and the fascinating
belle, which soon ripened into love.
But the fates were not propitious.
The parents objected to the match
so persistently that General Ewell,
becoming piqued, did not press his
shit as vigorously at the time as he
would otherwise have done. The
duties of military life carried him to
the frontier; yet, throughout all the
stirring campaigns in whieh he bore
a conspicuous part, he carried with
him the image of his early love,
dreaming, in the pauses of the battle
of the time when he might yet win
from the unwilling hands of fame a
distinction which should commend
him te the father’s.esteem.
Meantime, the daughter, with that
high sense of honor peculiar to her,
and a filial devotion almost without
parallel, addressed herself as best
she could to the meek observances of
a dutiful life, ceasing to communicate
with, yet in secret cherishing her
heart’s idol. Another won her hand
and in her twentieth year she was
married to an estimable gentleman
and settled with him on a beautiful
farm, near Spring Hilf, Tennessee.
A short time before the war she
was left a widow, free to bestow her
hand again on whom she would.—
But she had never forgotten her
girlish vows. Through all the stormy
life of him who first won her affec
tions, she followed, with hep prayers
and tears, her idol—her hero—who
was winning laurels on distant fields.
A ltd when at the battle of the
Wilderness in May, 1864, he was
stricken down at the head of his col
umns, Mrs. Mary Polk Brown laid
aside all minor considerations, and
flew on the wings of love to his bed
side, nursing him through all of his
sufferings until he was again able to
take command..
It was shortly after his recovery
that the dream of a long and eventful
life was realized by the consumma
tion of his early hopes and these
twain, devoted in youth, parted for
the quarter of a century, met at last
in the shadows of declining years to
pledge anew that faith which had
waxed stronger through the trying
ordeal of a long seperation.—Charles
tOR Republican.
Fashion Notes.—The white
dresses which were so fashionable
last yehr will be quite as popular the
ensuing summer. They are not al
ways neat and taseful, but they are
economical, since they wear a long
time.
Pretty pique suits are made up for
the promenade, consisting of tight-
fitting polonaise and skirt trimmed
with embroidery and braids. Piques
and Victoria lawns now come plaid-
ed, striped and embroidered with
small patterns. ,
Stripes are to be much worn, both
in silks and other materials. The
new Genoes, stripe, whieh comes in
white goods, has a peculiar gloss
like that of silk, aud will be much
used for summer dresses. The latest
style of veil for spring* weal is called
the Donna Maria. The two new
colors in dress goods are to be called
Paris-in-ashes and couleour de choux.
A new style of sleeves for dresses is
a succession of small ruffles reaching
to, the elbow. Straw fringe and
leaves are to be very much used this
season for trimming bonnets, dresses
and parasols.
Charitable Advertising.
An exchange has some very sensi
ble remarks touching the Intolera
ble inflictions and impositions to
which newspaper publishers are dai
ly subjected under the specious plea
that it is their duty to gratuitously
advertise everything that presents
itself under the name of “public en
terprise” or “charity.” We extract:
Societies and individuals expect and
receive benefits from this style of ad
vertising, and there is no valid reason
why it should not be paid for. Every
line of type set is an actnal outlay to
the publisher, and there is no more
reason for ask'ng him to stand this ex
pense than there is for asking the
groctryman to gratuitously supply a
festival with sugar or confectionery.
Printing a newspaper is a business—
just as much'so as selling dry. goods
or groceries. No one thinks of ‘spong
ing’ his wants from a merchant. Why
should not the same views prevail
when dealing with the printers I
Many have formed the habit of think
ing that publishers should devote half
their space to show up the good ' in
some project that lie cared nothing
about. It may be a church or chari
table object, hence they think that
great injustice is done if a charge is
made for such work. Now, it is a
very easy matter to be charitable at
the printer’s expeuso; but let as sup
pose the printer charges fair prices
for work 0/ this kind and then donates
one-half of the money to the society.
Who supposes that the printer wonld
not be Considered a very liberal and
charitable mao ? But if he makes no
charge, and gives nothing, most peo
ple look upon him as too poor to he
charitabje, and regard him as an alto
gether nnfortunate individual. This
ft elirg will speedily pass away when
publishers exact pay tor all such work,
and use their own judgment as to
when and where they will contribute
to charitable objects. Business is one
thing- and charity quite another.
The Beautiful Around Us.—The
odore Parker relates a beautiful fable,
to the effect that a young man once
picked up a sovereign lying in the road.
E<er afterwards, as he walked along,
he kept his eye s • idilv fixed on the
ground, in hope of finding another.
And, in the course of a long life, be
did pick np, at different times, a gopd
amount of gold and silvjr. But all
these days, as he was looking lor them,
he saw not that heaven was bright
above him, and natare was beautifnl
around. He never once allowed his
eyes to look up from the mud and
filth in which he sought the treasure,
and when be died, a rich old man, ho
only knew this fair earth of oars aa a
dirty road in which to pick np money
as you wafk along. Ah ! we shonld
look at the beautiful in life, even
though we may lose a penny now and
then.
Mother, I should not be surprised
if our Susan gets choked some day.
“Why, my son?” “Because her
beau twisted his arms around her
neck, and if she had not kissed him
to let her go, lie would have stran
gled her.”