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.. Tl THE BAINBRIDGE WEEKLY DEMOCRA VOLUME I. BAINBRIDGE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, MAY 30, 1872 NUMBER 51 Tlie Weekly Democrat, ptblished • E VERV THURSDAY MORNING. SUBSCRIPTION TERMS: One Copy one year - - ^00 One Copy six months - - ■ 1 50 Heading Matter on Every Page. A Race for Matrimony. A.V ELOPING COUPLE PURSUED BY AN IRATE FATHER—A RAILROAD TRAIN TO THE RESCUE—RUNAWAYS TRI UMPHANT. [From the Meridian Gazette. As the northern bound train on the Alabama and (Chattanooga rail road moved up to Brandon station, in Georgia, the other day, it was observed by the passengers and tftipmen that something .very unus ual had occurred at that station. Inquiry from persons standing in the excited crowd at the depot, soon elicited the information that a youth ful couple, fleeing from the cruel opposition of a stern parent to the accomplishment of matrimonial un ion, had a moment before galloped to the station with the intention of taking the cars for some point be yond pursuit; but that the cruel pa rent of the blushing lass had followed so upon them that they had put spurs for the next station, closc : ]y followed by the revengeful sire.— No sooner were these facts taken in by the conductor of the train, than he connnuuicatad to the engineer with orders to “pull her wide open” and attend the race. Now the country road, on which the actors in this little drama had suddenly departed, runs the whole distance between Brandon and the next station, right along side of the railroad track; so that^a fine oppor tunity was afforded of observing the race. About a mile out of Brandon the rapidly moving train came in full sight of the pursuit, and in a few minutes was ncck-and-neck with them. By this time all the people of the train had been apprised of the status of affairs and every soul had freely entered into the contest. The platforms aud windows were crowd- ed with anxious and excited faces, and the gaze of all was soon riveted upon the old man. Mounted upon a large anil powerful horse, his coat tail flying in the breeze, stern venge ance setting solemn on his angry countenance, the old man applied whip and spur to his charger and the speed he seemed to be making argued ill for the fleeing youngsters. He deigned for one . instant to turn his head away from the road before him, but was deal to the shouts hurled at him from the train. The sympathies of the passengers were universally in favor of the young conplc, and the engineer, crowding on all steam, soon swept out of sight o ( the father in pursuit of the object of his vengeance. About a half-mile further on the elopers were overtaken. Mounted on horse back, they too were crowding all sail. The girl's dishevelled tresses streamed straight in the breeze, and the hatlcss youth, with a curious mixture of love and apprehension on his countenance, spurred forward his own beast and belabored that of his companion with a frazzled limb, ever and anon casting an anxious glance to the rear. It was evident that their horses were blown. With their straightened necks and panting sides they promised ovory moment to succumb. At this .moment the excitement on the train knew no hounds—handkerchiefs waved, la dies screamed, men shouted and the whistle blew. A few hundred yards more and the race seemed about to terminate in disaster to the youthful pair. The jaded horses, no longer obey- iQ g the whip and spur, slacked their s IW5d. In the distance—scarce half mile away, a cloud of dust, rapidly approaching, struck terror to the fleeing daughter, who, clinging to the pummel of her saddle, seemed paralyzed with terror. The young man seemed uncertain what to do. He looked about him as one about to abandon the unequal contest in des pair. At this point the excitement on the train reached its height. Men shouted, “Go-ahead, the* old man is cose behind.” “Never give it up so - Hurrah,” while the mail a ?ent, waving a mail bag in his hand, halloaed* “Stick to it—never say die.” But this encouragement was lost on the jaded steeds; slower and slower became their pace and nearer came the now visible parent. At this moment the success of the pursuit seemed certain. Suddenly a voice yelled, “Stop the train, for God's sake, and take them aboard.” Immediately the breaks were put on and the train brought to a halt. Out rushed trainmen and passen gers, some seized the fainting damsel and tumbled her in the train, otheiB assisted the youth aboard, and others slung in their carpetsacks and saddlebags. Scarcely was this ac complished when the old man, furious with passion, dashed np to the scene and cried, “Slop, stop or I’ll kill you.” But he was too late. Toot, toot, went the engine, quickly answered the driving wheels, and tjj£ t,rajn moved offTust a second too oon for the old man to get aboard. In the long whistle prolonged for many seconds the enraged parent heard his defeat, and the last that was seen of him he was running madly -after the train, with fist clenched and brandished at the pas sengers, whose jeers came borne on the wind from the rear platform. The age of the boy was fifteen and that of the girl thirteen. They dis embarked at the next station, were quickly made one, and the next day returned in peace to the husband’s home. Lady Ruth. * BY AWES MEBKDZTH. There are some things hard to understand; Help me, oh! God, to trust in Thee— But I ne’er will forget her little white hand And her eyes, when she looked at me. It is hard to pray the very same prayer Which once at our mother's knee we prayed, When, where we trusted onr whole heart, there That trust hath been betrayed. But I thought her the only thing nndefiled By the air we breathe in this world of sin, The tenderest, truest, purest child, A man ever trusted in. I remember the chair she would set for me By the flowers—when all the house was gone. To drive in the park, and I and she Were left to be happy alone. Then she leaned her head on my knees, my Rn(h, With the primrose loose in her half-ck*ed hands, While. I told her tales of my wandering youth In the far, fair foreign lands. The Last time I met her was here in town. At a fancy ball of the Duchess of D , On the steps, where her husband was band ing her down, She paused and talked to me. We talked of the house, of the late long rains; Of the crush at the French Ambassador's ball; And well, I have not blown out my brains; You see I can laugh. That’s all. Watchaman, What of the Night. In reply to this inquiry, coming up from every quarter, we say, the night is dark and threatening, but not without the occasional gleam of the star of hope. The popular mind everywhere is beginning to investi gate, reflect, understand and be awakened. The Democracy are be ginning to realize the fact that they have been trifled with; we mean the “honest masse?.” They are beginning to see what was the real object of those design ing “trusted leaders” who started the “New Departure” movement. That object, as now seen, was to transfer the upwards of three mill ions of Democratic voters to the support of some one holding Radi cal principles of the deepest dye. This stii ring up of tlie masses is a most hopeful sign. To all of the true friends of Con stitutional Liberty, everywhere, therefore, we say be of good cour age and stout hearts. Stand to your posts, and though the night be dark, gloomy and threatening, yet we are not without nope. The darkest hour is often just be fore the dawn. The ultimate result will depend upon the people—the honest masses”—those who have no interest in ‘Rings’ of any sort, ex cept the ‘Ring’ of Jeffersonian Dem ocracy, whose main and chief ob ject is good Government. Atlanta Sun. A. H. S. The Campbell (Ga.) Gazette says there is a man in Campbell county who has already declared for Gree ley upon the ground that Greeley in vented farming,but thinks that David Dickson should be nominated for Vice President H. G. Since his nomination we have tried to acquaint ourselves with the character of Horace Greeley. For this purpose we have read all the newspapers of both parties. We find H. G. is all sorts oi a man. He possesses in a high degree every at tribute, trait and peculiarity possi- bel to man. Having been so endow ed, from the beginning, he is inca pable of-inconsistency, except in so far as opposite characteristics are innate in his being. He is a singu larly honest old schemer: an emi nently practical fanatic; the life-long, and impla cable enemy of a people whom he conciliates with heroic kindness; a generous propagator of infamous slanders; a profoundly wise man whom shallow knav es can dupe; a prodigious conglomeVationr'of all the human opposites nnd appositesj Houston Hom$"'Journah <t.u By the Forsaken. Forsaken!—Oh ! if thou hadst been • An outcast from mankind for aye, The desolate, the desert scene, Where thou wast driven in scorn away, Had been my proudly chosen path. Forgiven for being thus thy slave ; And I had borne thy sorrow’s wrath, v And every wound thy spirit gave; My only prayer, that more than all In sufferance I might hold thee dear, And never by a look recall The thought of thanks I would not hear, But e’en that silence of my breast Was searched, accused, revenged as crime, Till shrank, all wasted and unblest, The heart that would not chill by time; But it must come, thine hour of tears, When self-adoming pride shall bow, And thou shalt own my “blighted years”— The fate that thou inflictest— Thou ! Ihy victim!—but from ruin still Shall rise a wan and drooping peace, With pardon for unmeasured ill, And pity’s tears—if love most cease. A Washington leetter of Friday says: “Colonel Forney arrived in Washington to-day, and had a long interview with the President on the poliltical situation. He found Grant disposed to look upon the nomina tion of Greeley as a joke, and found that he did not believe that it endors ed by the Baltimore Convention he would stand any chance of election. Grant’s idea seem to be that, in such an event, the Philadelphia nominee would get as many Democratic votes as Greeley would Republican votes. Colonel Forney replied that his Ex cellency was mistaken, and insisted that if Greeley was nominated at Baltimore the entire Democratic party would support him, and the contest be made a very close one. The President said his information was quite the reverse. Colonel For ney begged him not to allow himself to be so deceived.” How to Put on a Corset At this juncture the Coroner desir ed to show to the jury the course taken by the ball, and for this pur pose produced the corset worn by Mrs. Burkhart at the time of the tragedy. “You see, ” said he—and here he drew the corset around his waist with the laces in front—“the ball must have gone in here from behind. No, that can’t be, either, for the Doctor says the ball went in in front. Confound it, I’ve got it all wrong. Ah! this way.” (Here the coroner put the corset on upside down.)“Now, you see,” pointing to the hole in the garment, which rest ed directly over his hip—“the ball must have gone in here. No, that can’t be either, for ” Here Mr. Mather, the handsomest man on the jury, broke in. “Dr. Stillian,” said he, “you've got that corset on wrong.” Here Dr. Still man blushed like a puppy. “Well,” said he, “I’ve been married twice, and I ought to know how to rig a corset.” “Yes,” said Mr. Mather, “but you don’t. You had it right in the first place. The strings go in front and the ladies clasp them to gether in the back. Don’t I know? I think I ought to, I’ve been married. If you doubt it, look here (pointing to the fullness in the top). How do you suppose that’s going to be filled up unless you put it on as I suggest?” “That,” said Dr. Stillman, “why that goes over the hips.” “No, it don’t” said Mr. Mather; ‘that full ness goes somewhere else—this way, ’ and here Mr. Mather indicated where he thought the business ought to go. • ' At this a pale-faced young man with a voice like a robin, and a note book under his arm, said he thought the ladies always clasped their cor sets on the side. The pale-faced young main said this very innocently, as if he wished to convey the impres sion that he knew nothing whatever of the matter. The jury laughed the pale faced young man to seom, and one of them intimated thatiari thought the young man was notfteo green about women’s dresses aaftje tried to appear. The young man* was a re porter, and it is thereforefexceeding- ly probable that his knowledge was fully as limited as was apparent from his suggestion, the jury-mien to the contrary notwithstanding. Here another juryman discovered that Dr. Stillman hadjthe corset on bottom side up. “Doctoir,” said he, “put it on the other why." Then the Doctor put it on in re verse order, with the laces in front. This brought the bullet holes direct ly over the tail of his coat. “I don’t*think,” said,Mi*. Mather, “that the bullet went"tg;'there, Doc tor." V ‘ J • ' “No, I-"don't think it did,” was the reply.v^. Confound it'*fs.«a1ghty r funny “-siOnarried men in this room, arid no one that knows how to put ou a woman’s corset.” Here the Chronicle repoter, who had several sisters and always keeps his eyes open, advanced and convinc ed Dr. Stillman and Mr. Mather, after much argument, that the laces of a corset go behind, and that the garment is clasped in front. After this explannation the course of the bullet was readily traced, and found to bear out the explanation afforded by two physicians.—San Francisco Chronicle. A Clergyman Deposed. A circumstance has occurred in our city which we chronicle with in finite regret, especially in view of the causes which led to, and the scandal it is calculated to bring upon the highest and most sacred of hu man, callings. For some weeks past the charac ter and conduct of Rev. Dr. J. M. Mitchell, Rector of Christ Church, has been severely commented upon in private circles, and a number of respectable citizens weut so far as to charge him with acts wholly in consistent with Christian character and unbecoming a gentleman. These rumors coming to the ears of the vestry of the church, that body, with the Bishop of the Diocese, re solved to investigate them to the bottom, feeling quite assured, a in deed did the great body of the com munity, that they were slanderous, and had their origin in a spirit of recklessness and persecution. They pursued the unwelcome inquiry with both zeal and candor, from all the evidence available at the time, came to the conclusion that the ac cused was innocent of the charges alleged against him; and such was the formal public announcement of his bishop to the assembled congre gation. Within the last few days, how ever, these injurious reports assum ed a still stronger form, with testi- money and circumstances calculated to shake* the confidence of the church, and even of the personal friends of the accused, in his inno cence. The investigation was* re newed, pressed, until finally the de- velopements were of a character so clear and cogent as to remove all donbt of his guilt. The Bishop aud vestry, without exception, showed this conviction, and it was deter mined forthwith to vindicate the church by removing the cause of of fense. Accordingly, on yesterday, Rev. J, M. Mitchell was deprived of lis pulpit, and formally deposed from the ministry by order of the Bishop of the Diocese. He had left) with his family, for the State of Maine, of which he is a native. This unhappy event has created no little excitement in our communi ty, and *11 appear to deplore it. Mr. Mitchell came to our city about four years ago, having been chosen to the rectorship made vacant by the death of the lamented Elliott. He appeared devoted to his work, was popular as a minister and as a man, and to the public eye a pure and zealous follower of the- Master. Such is the character of the offenses charged and proved against him. that it seems next to impossible to resist the conviction that he was, for the time being, mentally distur bed, and incapable of appreciating their enormity. They ignore all con cern for his ministerial and social position, and could have been com mitted only by a man who was mad, or utterly shameless and depraved. Our own mind revolts from the lat ter branch of the alternative, and think it will ere long be found that he will be to his friends more an ob ject of care and sqlicitude than of condemnation. Whatever may be the thought of this disgraced minister, the sympa thies of this whole community go out to those innocent ones of his household who must share in the punishment. His act has plunged into wretchedness unutterable . one of the purest, best and most charm ing of her sex, and planted the seeds of perpetual sorrow in the young heart of a bright little boy, who was the pet ami charm of all who knew him. We can only say, Heaven comfort them, and vouchesafe to the suffefers in a better world the happiness denied them in this! Mrs. Davis and Mr. Greeley—A . 4 - (Truthful Scrap of History. i>y * V. ’ Jlji^-fe^mpanvjng communication comes m’tfirift~s>Ource of the niost vfn- questionable authenticity, and re flects honor upon the nominee of the Cincinuatti Convention. No true Southron can peruse it with unmois tened eye, and the rebuke to Voor- hees is most withering and complete: Editors Telegraph & Messenger: Mr. Voorhees, in his recent attack on Mr. Greeley, styled his signing of Davis’ bond ‘an impertinent inter ference.” Allow me to give you the true history of the matter as I re cently learned in New York, from a gentleman who knew all about it. Mrs. Davis went to New York to consult Charles O’Conor, Mr. Davis’ counsel, as to the best manner of ef fecting his release from prison. Mr. O’Conor told her that in his opinion there was but one way that it could be done, and that was to get the representative man of the Republi can party to sign his bond. Mrs. Davis inquired who that man was. Mr. O’Conor replied that it Whs Horace Greeley. She then asked him if he would not see Mr. Greeley and get him to do it. He replied that he had no influence with Mr. Greeley, and that she was the proper person to see him. She went to his office, sent in her card and was in vited into his private offiiJe. She said to him: “Mr. Greeley, my husband is confined in a casemate at Fortress Monroe. He has been there for many long, weary months. He is a feeble old man, and he is gradually sinking under his rigor ous imprisonment. He will die if he remains there much longer. I came here to consult Mr. O’Cdnor as to the means of getting him re leased. He has told me that there is but one way to do it, and that is to get the representative man of the Republican party to sign his bond, and says that yon are the man. He says that you have a kind heart, and that yon will do it, if you believe it to be right. My husband is dying. Mr. Greeley, may I hope that yon will favorably consider my application ?” Mr. Greeley arose, extended his band to Mrs. Davis, and said:— “Madam, you may, for I will sign his bond.” Mr. Greeley was then a prominent candidate before the Leg islature for the United States Sen ate. Some of his friends heard that he had agreed to sign Mr. Davis’ bond. They went to him and pro tested against it. They told him that they had made a count, and that he would be elected by six ma jority, but that if he signed the bond it would defeat him. He replied, “I know it will.’ They told him that he was one of the owners of the Tribune, and if he‘signed this bond he would lose thousands of subscribers. He replied ‘I know it.’ They said ‘Mr. Greely, you have written a history of the war, one volume you have out, and have sold large numbers of it. Your second volume is nearly out and you have large orders for that. If you sign this bond, these orders w'll be countermanded and you will lo3e a large amount of mon ey. He replied, ‘Gentlemen, I know it, bnt it is right, tind I’ll do it.’ He did do it, and I am informed that he lost a seat in the United States Senate, and over thirty thousand dollars. To my mind this does not look like an ‘impertinent interference.’ tice which is so marked a feature in his character, the connection of Mr. Greeley with tne bail-bond of his client, Jeflerson Davis, so far as it came nnder Mr. O’Conor’s profess ional observation. This is not a vol unteer statement by Mr. O’Conor. It has been called oat by a letter of inquiry addressed to him in conse quence of a recent statement in the World, implying that other bonds man would have served the purpose as well as Mr. Greeley. Mr. O’Coft- or states that Mr. Greeley’s name was solicited by Mr. Davis’s counsel, and was represented to Mr. Greeley as essential for procuring Mr. Davis’s release. We are willing to be the medium of an exact historical state ment by so competent an authority, although it puts Mr. Greeley in the position of having held the key of Mr. Davis’s prison-house, and hav ing been the efficient instrument of ‘his release. Mr. O’Conor’s motive was fidelity to his client and a -wish to restore him to liberty. Mr.’Gree ley’s motives cannot be more author itatively expressed .than in his own language, which we here insert: I believed that the Republicans of this coun try could not afford, after he had lain two yean in prison, to try, convict, and execute Jefferson Davis; sliU less could they afford to make the attempt and fail. Had hebeen ex ecuted, I believe his death would have been bloodily avenged on thousands of unoffend ing Unionists, especially blacks, and would have made thousands of voles for the common cause of Rebellion and sham Democracy. Had the Republicans been beaten in an earnest attempt to convict and hang him, I think the consequences would have been different, but equally baleful. According to Mr. Greeley’s state ment, be was acting in the interest of the Republican party, to forestall thousands of additional votes “for the common cause of Rebellion and Sham Democracy.” The value of the service must be measured by its- result—the setting free of the pris oner. The merit of the service must be measured by the motives that prompted it, which, according to Mr. Greeley’s own account, was to prevent the rebels and “Sham Dem ocracy” from gaining any party ad vantage either by Mr. Davis’s exe cution, or by his acquittal after an abortive trial.—N. Y. World. D. McGill. 1L OWbai* MCGILL *OKEAL, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Baixbridge, Ga. Law Office np stain near the Poet Office. NOTICE. This k to forewarn ell parties not to al low Mrs. Mattia R. Retd, who htt left my bad and board, to contract any debts oo my account, aa 1 shall in no case bo myewi ■ ble for them A.T. Rapt. Bainbridge, Ga., April 11th, J872. | BeaUtteert sc< Igtawatllaal I’ovtn, | | EjEZaHSMESEE and am a jmraatn* cTCUDs and Tsvsr. ('-( IHL Kit Nt- r\ n (- An yield to tteto powetfal ettoaey- Am an antidote to chants af Water and Dick THEY WILL RfMOHFTYP'JrHHIf VR.-'-w to tha waated ftamasond yisetatt Iktl&WHfadhiauJiaia Will cava days of tattering to tha etek, and CURES NEVER WELL 1 The grand Panacea for all the nia of Ufa. Mr. Greeley and the Bail-Bond. We print, in another column, a letter by our honored fellow-citizen, Charles O’Conor, stating, with the precision which always attends that great lawyer, and the cense of jus- Pat’s Piety.—Pat was an idle boy. One day he was called up and the question propounded by the ped agogue: ‘How many Gods are there?’ Pat was not a distinguished theo logian, but quickly answered: ‘Three sir.’ ‘Take your seat!’ thundered the master, ‘and if yon don’t answer in five minutes, I will welt yon.’ The probationary time passed, Pat, taking the floor, hesitatingly stated the number to be ‘five sir ?’ He received the promised welting, and returned to his seat ten minutes for consideration. Ten minutes np, Pat was up too, and satisfied that be hadn’t fixed the number sufficiently high before, shouted; ‘There’s ten, sir.’ He saw the fertile descending, and breaking out of the door, he cleared a five rail fence and run like a quar ter-horse across the meadow. 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