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' Cl)c £utl)bcvt Appeal, KLAM CUHISTIAN.j [JAS. 1'. 8AWTELL Proprietory. TEitMS OF SUliSClUFTlONl Three TBanUi* $1 00 Bix uoglL* f- One jeer. ^ J__y Invariably iu advancb. From tUe Homs Journal. AN AUIVMN BONO. The Summer is dead ntid.gpne; Sbe bus rn»»^> V ko n dr.'Sm *wgjr; Tin**' drops over bovr<f and lawn And over the allies like a ehtoud, is drawn A curtain of gloaniy gray. The wind, like a prophet old, Froelaimeth a doleful doom ( Ai d be tolUa laU tbsl he oil baa told, 0: ”h «vers and Ii icuds that are pale and cold la tho dark aud silent tomb. 1 bear’no tnoip tl.c hum Of the borer and humble-bees, For the season they lore uot now is come; And the birds that linger bore at ill nro dumb la the uniat aad ttirering trees. The day lsdaik and dirsr, And a sbudow is o'or the earth: There is scarce a sjuad the heart td clicer, 01 all that late were so loud and clear, Bare tbe crtoMt'a lowly mirth. For tlie summer, alas! is dead ; Aud a sense of near decay Telia ear th M jflqrjr w Jl be sbwl. Like a r mnen! woiti and her music Ucd, And her mirth be passed away. Already the me plea till, Thai a'and before the door, Am clad in a g> Id and crimson pell; ’] ia a n be of death, and it* fringes tail, An the wind's hrasilt aaciputh o'er. The garden flowers arc wet \\ illr the ram of yester-night, And heavily droopi (he violet l.ntig since is deud, and the mignonette lias felt the Autiuna blight. Hot still the ro*» bloom And smile, at the tun flower's feet; The lleuis ol love still lit lit lire gloom, And gehUj weave around tho tomb Of ^ie Bummer a garland fweet. I'ut the sno-flower tendctli low, With his looks upon the ground. And the aii-of ono who is rspt in woe, 1 ,,r lie feel* the want of tbs Bummer's glow, Who is nowhere to be found. For the Summer is deed and gono, The iiionth of all the fl.iwera; And we sigh aS her ghost step!slowly on, ■ In s misty mantle along tho lawn, And uniting the hiding bower;. There will yet be soil blurj ski s, Kic.the coming ol frost and snow ; And modi to gladili n our hearts and eves, lire \ct tn the South the lust bird Hits, And the warm winds cut' to flow. A nd many a glcesome tune From many a secret lair And many a sunny and golden noon, To make us remember the days ol June, And the Summer's sultry air; Aud many a fair flower still, j n muny u dltu old wood, Lingering lorg on the bretzy hill, Or nodding and dreaming beside tho rill, V hero the partridge leads her brood. Ami tho woods will glow more bright, • In tnjrind gorgeocs dyes, Than a monarch's cmwn or a northern nip lit, Where a million ab«m*r* of various light Are flashing along the skies. lint still, amid this crowd Of Joys that the season brings, A vague, dark sorrow our hearts wl*l shroud, A", over a meadow, a lowering cloud Shades all with his ducky wings. For ths Sommer a'm I is dead j And many a joy aho bore, That wua dear to us, with her bss fl-'t, With bsr to tho shadowy past bus s|»cl, And will return no more. Bote, Read Tiiib.—lit tho library of] tiro cn| itnl of thin• State may bo found, a copy of tfio Reviled Code of ALbnma, compiled by tlio Hon. Turner Hcuvin,| under Appointment of (jov. Moore, of. that Htote, in IfcGO. Judge Renv’aj hod boon on tho bench of tho Circuit Court of that State for ten years. * Homo of the oldest oitizons of Raleigh will recollect this sumo Turner Renvis ns tr shop b'»y in the bokeryand candy store of ol I Mr. Buccbardi, who did business in tlio city within tho recollection of many of tho present inhabitants. The Turner Rcavis of tho Bucclinrdi candy and cuke shop in Raleigh, mid the Tur ner Honvis, Judgo of tho Circuit Court, nnd compiler of tlio Revised Code of Alabama, nro one nnd the enitie person. Ho raised himself by bis own unaided efforts, front tho shop to tho bench.— Hoys, many of you can do tho same; or at least as well, if you will pursue tho same industrious course that bo did.— How Men Atm Ki.ooged and Bhanded l in England.—Thu number of men llog- \ ged iu the army ami militia of Great Britain and Ireland in 1 H(3-3 was 518, the number ol lashes indicted, 23,6G8. The number of prisoners flogged in 1804 was 528, and the lashes inflicted, 25^38.- Thc number of persons flogged in 1805 •was 441, and of lapl.es inflicted, 21|601. The number of melt marked witli tire let ter I) in 18G3 was 1,1.40, with B C, 115. In 1KG4 there were marked with the let ter D, 1,488,1ftawked ■with B C in 1804 “Cannot bo remembered,” The number of moil marked with the letter 1> was 2,- 502, with B C, t»0. THE C APPEAL. Vol. I, Cullibert, Georgia, Friday, ISTovembei* 1G, 18G6. No. 4=. «l)c itulljbcvt Appeal. HATES OP ADtERTfsiNO •. One dollar per aqnare of ten lioee for the fleet In Mrtien, end Meventy-Hvo Cento per rqimre lor e#qb aubirquvnt iunerlion, nut exceeding tlirve. One aqaaro three montUe 9(6 00 One aqnare one year. 20 OO Fourth of a column aix motilha ; »0 00 Halfcolumn aix tnnulha.1 70 0* One eritimn alt monllra IfOOl LbSCELLANSQUS. Fron the Atlanta lntolligtooer. C3N7EDF.RAIEDKAD AT RE3ACA. • i A lady correspondent pends up the fol lowing account of the uolrlo manner in which, our gullant dead have been hon ored by the hands of fair women. It w ill be found worthy of perusal: Mr. liditor:—In none of tho lhto pa pers bavo I noticed a description of thj dediuatioli of tho liesaea Confederate Cemetery, nnd I not willing that tho country at largo •nould remain in igno rance of tho great nnd good work which lias just been accomplished by the noble women of Georgia, though l bad hoped some abler pen than mine would bavo assumed tho pleasant task of chronicling their pa’riotie deed. In May last tho "W^ men of Resncn,” sent forth an appeal to tlitf State, request ing aid iu guthc!ing up and interring in one spot, tlio remains, of those who had fallen in the battle of Resaca, 1 lilt and 15lh of May, 18G4; aud about tho first of August they had received contribu tions enough to commence the work, nnd givoouttho contract for burying the dead. Tlio work then begun, prose cuted with so muoli vigor, that on the 20th of October, tlio cemetery, though not entirely completed, was ready for dedication. All the dead, threo hund red and sixty-six, bavo been brought in and interrod; neat nod tasteful head- boards at every grave, bearing tho name aud command of tho deceased, ns far as nsccrtainuble—-but the majority simply the sad inscription: ‘‘Unknown, C. H. A." The grounds, by nature beautiful, arc artistically laid «»tr, and onalosod by a handsome fence, with largo nnd massive gates, by spanned arches. Tho cemete ry is situated on tho battle field, two indorv above Resncn, very near the rail road ; nnd surrounding it on nil sides are bills still frowning with b roust works, di fend'ng which these gallant men fought nnd fell threo years ago. ' On tho morning of tho 25th, I, with a number of other visitors, was present at the dediemion services of this beauti ful city of the dead. Tho day was most propitious to tlio occasion, balmy and cloudless; and the deop blue of the October sky, ami the brilliant coloring of tho October loaves, were reflected in tho rippling brook, which winds through the lower part of the cemetery. On the bank of this brook, on n slight eminence, was erected an exijiiisito evergreen tem ple. Had our cause been successful, from I be dome would have floated the battle'flag under whose folds those dead heroes had fought nnd died. But ns “Fate with pitiless hand has furled’’ for ever those colors, autumn waved nbovo them her blood-red banners, nnd from her fading groves shod over the bier of each sleeping martyr, n pall more gorge ous, more honorable, and more nppropii- ato than any sad memento ol' a lost and yielded enuse. Ho, ns no Southern cross, though even furled and shrouded; could bo raised here, the little temple had twined among its festoons of evergreen nnd white flow ers these expressive lines: " Gently we lay them undernsitb the an!, And leave them with llicir I'.me, tliuir country nnd their Uod." Almost every Stnto of tho late Con federacy is represented there; each State in n separate plot, nnd all circling around tlio Vnknown. In the center of this lot for the nameless deud, is reared u mound surrounded by cannon balls, upon whoso summit is erected a simple wooden cross, healing the inscription, “To the Un known Head.’’ This, I mn informed is soon to bo displaced for one of granite, tlio generous gift of Messrs. Meador and Turnbiti, of Stono Mountain. To every State thcro was nn appro priate motto attached. To Tennessee, “Their names nro bright on fame's proud sky.’’ To Georgia, “They sleep beneath their native sky.” To Mississippi, ‘Teaco to tho bravo.” To Alnbam:i, her own signification, "Hero we rest I” To the Kcntuokinis, “Rest, warriors, rest!” Among (he Salter 1 noticed a grave upon whoso headboard was mark ed Charley (jryloy, and w as informed ho was a Kentucky youth of sixteen, and some gen lo luuid hud placed above tlio warrior boy who slept so far from home, s beautiful tablet beuring the touching line, “Somebody’s darling slum bers hero.” Among this citadel of graves I was particularly attracted by live which lay sale by side and nliqiist representing as many States. Tho first, as you npprou li ed, boro the name of u Floridian, und a floral offering upon ids lowly mound brought to me a breath from the “Imnd of Flowers,” he laid left before. Tlio next was an Arknnsiun, and in nn ever green wreath were wound tho words, “Over the river.” Next to him lay one fro.ii the “Lone Slur .State,” und u beau tiful emblem of bis native land, com posed of arbor vitro, were attached to tho headboard. There were two Lou isianians w hose graves were connected by an cvorgiecn garland, nnd the word “ Exiled” thereon. When Louisiana “Claimed from war his rich sat spoilt, Thu an Lea of her brave," a brutal order denied them the right of sepulture iu their own soil, niid a sister .State receives them. Such u sentiment was woven into the motto which first greeted tho eye us you entered tho grounds. Immediately opposite the en trance was erected u lurgo evergreen arch, with tho inscription : To tlio right, a similar arch with these lidvs: ' Our noble army of martyrs— They died for u bind they could not save." Tn tho (outre of tho ground was erect ed the speaker’s stand. The ofliciuting ministers wore Rev. John Jones, of Grlflin, and Rev. Win. Rivers, of Gave Spring. Impressive nddreuue wore delivered, nnd everything passed off in a most pleasing manner. Major Wallueo, the obliging Buporin- tcfulent of the Rond, and who, L under* stand, has boon much interested in the undertaking, that day allowed an extra train from Dalton, and there was mi as sembly present on the occasion. We remained in this "bivouac of tlio diftnl” till late iu the afternoon; then, ns wu slow ly moved out of sight, l watched the sun’s red rays, quivering among the white head boards, or resting gently upon their pvergroen decoration*, und contrasted the peaceful scone before me with tho terrible drama enacted ou this very spot two years ago. Now “Tho neighing troop, tho flashing blade, Thebu-lo's otirriiv blast; The cWa', ihc dreadful caunonsdo, Tho din and Mi.hu nro post. Nor war’s wild nnten, r.or glory's peal, Shall thrill with Itoroe delight, Those bn-ssls that never more tm>J f.'d The rapture ol the light. “Heat on, embalmed and anin'ed dead, Do.ir hi the blood ye guve; No impious tuotatrps here shall tread, Tlio herbage of your gnre. Nor ahnll your «lnry bo lorgot, While Fume her record keeps; Or llniior poiuts tho hallowed spot, Where Valor proudly sleeps," VlSITOU. A TflBILUNQ ADVENTUHE. It was about the year 1805 that I set tled in Virginia, near the falls of the Kan awha. Tho country, at that timo was an unbroken wilderness. But few settle ments had been made by the whites, aud they were so far apart as to render vain all hopes of assistauee in case of nil at tack from hnatilo Indians, numbers of whom still infested the noiglibm hood. I lived there alone with my wife sever al mouths unmolested, and by diift of perseverance, being then young nnd har dy, bad succeeded in making quite a clearing in tho forest, which I planted with corn,and which promised an abun dant yield. Ono morning after wo bud dispatched our bumble meal, and just prepared tn venture forth upon my accustomed rou tine of labor, my attention was nrrestiflt by the tinkling of a cow hell in the corn fold “There,” suid my wife, “tho cow is in the corn field." But the ear of tlio backwoodsman be comes by education, very acute, especial ly so, from the fuel that liis safety often depends upon the nice cultivation ofthut sense. I was not so easily deceived. 1 listened. The sound was repented.— “That," said I, in reply to my wife’s re mark, “was not the tinkle of a beU upon the neck of a cow, but a decoy from some Indian, who wishes to draw mo in to ambush." Believing this lo bo tho case, I took down my old musket, nnd seeing that it wan properly loaded, I stole cautiously around the filed towards tho spot from which tho sound seemed to proceed. As I suspected, there in a dump of bushes crouched an Indian, wuit'ng for me to appour in answer to his decoy hell that he might send a fatal bulbt lo my hourt. 1 approached without discover ing myself to him until within slanting distance, then raised my piece and fired.j The bullet sped true to its mark und the Indian-fell dead. Not knowing but that be might be ac companied by others, I returned with ] nil speed to the cabin mid having firmly barricaded the door, t watched all day for the companions of llio Indian I had 1 killed. To add to tho danger mid soem- ! mg.helplessness of my situation, I dis covered that I bad but one? shot left, nnd . i! attacked by numbers, 1 should bo on- 1 tirely in their power. Determined to do the best with llio clinrgo of powder, I put it into the musket, and then waited I r tho approach of night fouling sure of nn nttnek. Night enmo at last. A beautiful moon light it wuh too, und this fuvored me greatly, as I would thereby bo able toob i serve the movements of the enemy as they approached the cabin. Ii \\iis some two hours after nightfall, mid yet I had neither heard nor seen a sign of tlio Indiuus, w hen suddenly I was startled by the baying of my dog at the stable. The stable stood a little to the west of the cabin, mid between tho two was a patch of clear ground, upon w hich the light of the moon fell unob structed. J udging from the noise ut tho stable that they would udvancc from thut direction, I posted myself ut tho port- , hole on liiat side oi the cabin. 1 hud previously placed my wife on the cross polo in mo chimney, so thut in , cum) our enemies effected all entrance into our cabin she might climb out | through the lower chimney mid effect her | escape. For myself i entertained no i liu-pe; but determined not to be taken alive nnd to sell my life dearly. W ith brcalblds anxiety 1 wailed at the porthole. At length l saw them emerge from llio shadow of tho stable, and udvuiico ucrora the open ground to wards my cabiu. One—two—throe— great heaven ! six stalwart Indians, arm ed to tho teeth and urged oil by the hope of revenge, mid I ulono to oppose them, with but one cliurgo of powder. My eiisu was desperate, indeed. With quick and stealthy steps in close, single tile, they upprouohed, and were ulready within a few yards of the house, when u slight chungu in tho movcmcniont of the forward Indian changed tho position of the six, so that u portion of the left side of each wus uncovered.' Thoy wore in range, ono aim would cover all. Quick ns thought I aimed and fired. As the smoko cleared away I could hardly credit what my senses showed me ns tho result of lay shot. Tho fifteen slugs w ith which i had leaded tho musket had dono tluirwork well, five of tho six Indians lay dead upon tho ground nnd the sixth had disappeared. Although no enemies wore now in sight 1 did not venture forth until morn ing. There lay tho bodies of tlio five Indians undisturbed, together with the rifle of tho other. Securing the nrnis and ammunition of the fallen Indians, 1 followed up tho trail of the missing one until 1 reached the river, beyond which point I could discover no trace whatev er. From tho amount of blood which marked his trail, together with tho un mistakable evidence that ho had picked his way with difficulty, 1 was led to be lieve that lie was mortally wounded, and in order to prevent bis body fivni fulling into tlie bands of the white foo, bo had groped bis way to the river and thrown himself into tho current which hud borne it away. Tho Indians had killed my cow, nnd that you may bo assured, was no trifling loss, yet in my gratitude for my eronpu from the merciless savages 1 would have made greater eaei itices. 1 was well pro vided by moans of at nn nnd ml in u.iiion taken from the rix Indiansiu cut-oof a si o- ond attack, but this, fortunately, proved to bo my Inst ndventuro with tho sava ges.* Not ono of tho band bad cscupod to tell the tale and incite bis brethren to re venge the death of bis comrades. “All 1” exclaimed the old man, while tho tears gushed from bis oyes at the memory of thut eventful night, ''that was a glorious shot—tho best 1 ever made 1” LOST AND FOUND. Thii ty Ycari' Captivity Amomg tho Indiana. Thirty years ago, when Jackson was a little hamlet of two or throe hundred persons, a young woman might have boon soon, ono sultry day in August, ac companied by n little boy fiveyoors old, wending her way toward a grovo in tho neighboring town of Blackmon, for tho purpose of engaging in tho then common jiustimo of picking borrias. Tho young wojnan, uftur toiling nwny for awhile, bcemno annoyed w ith the ceaseless impor tunities of her child, nnd sent him home. Bhe thought nothing more of tho matter till, upon her retun in the evening, slio was surprised to find that the boy hud not returned. In reply to tho queries of the anxious pnrents the girl rulutcd the circumstances narrated above, and added that she knew nothing of the whereabouts of tlio child. Day after day passed, nnd still the missing mem ber of that distracted family did not re turn, nor could any tidings of him be heard by bis agonized parents. Finully, after every searching parly who went out to find the missing ono had returned nnd reixirted their mission fruitless, nnd after all hope of seeing their darling hoy again had vanished from tho minds of tlio nilliclcd parents, suspicion began to fasten upon tlioyoujig woman, who wus a servant iu the family. Bhe again as sorted her innocence, mid stated that she know nothing of tho missing boy from tho time she had sent him homeward — In spite of her protestations, however, she was arrested for tho murder of the hoy, nnd incarcerated in tho rude lock up which had bcon erected by tho early settle**. Here slio was kopt for a time ti'l it became apparent that no evidence against her could bo obtained, when she was discharged from custody, still as serting her innocence to tho purents of tho child, who longed for some tidings that would dispel tlie uncertainty which hung over them like a cloud. Their hopes wero doomed to disappointment, however, os nothing could be beard of the missing ono, nnd ho was finally num bered with tlie deud, tho parents giving up all hopes of over bearing of their lost boy again. Years passed, nnd tlio little bnmlet bo- came a large mid flourishing city. Tlie solitude which formerly roignuu on tho j hanks of tho Grand river was broken by the mechanic nnd tlio artisan, mid tlio air resounded with tho busy hum of] industry. Nearly all tho old settlers had { passed away, and another generation' imd succeeded them. Among the many now comers wiyia son-in-law of the afflict ed family, Mr. J. Z. Ballard, our fellow townsman, who was generally surprised, a few days Hince, to learu that the boy j who had long been numbered witli the; dead hud arrived in tho southern part ol | this State, and was making inquiries af- ter his fmni'y. Tho hoy hud grown to j bo a stalwart man of thirty-live. His countenance had been bronzed by con tinual ex|K>Huru to the elements, nud his sinewy features hardened by repeated adventures iu the Western wilds. Ho states that he hud but a dim recollection of his forinur home, but vividly remem bered tho time when two stalwart forms with rod visages crossed his path, snatched him up in their urine, ami cur ried him off' amidst his piteous cries for his lov ng mother. Since that time he has been constantly with tho Indians, joined them in their hunting expeditious, ud followed their trail us tin y j«»ur-| neyod toward tho setting sun. IIo learn ed to speak tho language of the Foto- wutomius—-for that wub tho name of tho tribe with whom tho greater part of his lifo had been spent—and iu answer to bis repeated enquiries, bis captors told him they had stolen him from Jackson county, and that his name was Willey. The ludians confounded tho name with Filly, which was the real name of his father. Mr. Ballard went in quest of tho missing one, and, upon arriving at the placo where he had been making enqui ries, was told that he was gone nwuy, but would return, in a few days, when lie will proceed to tlio bourn of his aged pa rents, to make glad tho hearts ol an af flicted father and mother.—Juchon CM- ABUSE OF WORDS. Tho oxtravagnnt words used by Yqung America in our day nio very offensive to people of refined tastes. Young ladies nro tho greatest culprits, and they can bo satisfied only with the strongest su perlatives. Tho following from un ex change is very suitable: A contemporary complains tlmt some of the noblest words iu tho English tonguo are daily prostituted to ignoble uses, nnd says, “That constant applica tion of great- words to small things is gradually undermining tho native strength of the language, insomuch, tlmt in order to make nn impressive statement it is necessary to pile a l’elion of adverbs on an Ossa of adjectives.” Tlio com plaint is certainly well founded; but whether tho nuisance can bo materially abated by nay force or frequency of re buke is questionable. Tho evil is wide ly spread, but it tuny bo soon in its most nmligimnt typo nmong half educated people nnd—young ladies. The latter class are especially addicted to tho ad jectives of tlio ntnnig kind; nnd oven those are generally too weak for their use until they have been "raised to the third power" (as n mathematician would say), by being put in the superlative dogreo. In tho intense vocabulary of these excit able damsels, a simply pleasant tiling is “charming,” und a disagreeable thing is "shocking.” Whatever is line is “splen did,” at tho very least; nnd nothing that is deemed in bad taste is ever other wise than "horrid,” “awful” und "ubom- inablo.” In this snpie hyperbolical strain, they speak of a pretty bonnet as “delicious,” and describe an ngroonblo gentleman ns “fascinntiug.” But it is not tho adjec tives alone thut suffer: the verbs are tortured qiiito ns mercilessly ns their ad juncts. The commonest things nro “dontod on,” nnd “adored,” or “uliomin- ntod,” or “detested;” while “love” is lav ished alike on objects of tnate, appotito ond affection. The same person assures you tlmt she “loves” her mother, her lap dog und raw oysters! Whut could she say of her Redeemer ? We onco heard tlio indiscriminate uso of siipcrlativea quietly rebuked in a pas sage of conversation, which wus nearly as follows: “Qon’t you think Miss So and-so is perfectly beautiful ?” snid a young lady to Judge B., apropos of a good looking school girl, whose name hud just been mentioned. “She is pretty,” suid the Judge. His fair interlocutor look puzzled and disappointed. “I appreciate your ad miration of your friend,” said tho Judge, “but perfect beauty, my dear girl, is somewhat rarer than you seem to imag ine. I do not know that I have ever scon an example of it in innn or woman. Pretty girls nro plenty enough; good looking women are not uncommon; de cidedly Imndsoine ones are occasionally met with. I havo seen (in forty years) liulf a dozen who wero beautiful; blit a ‘perfectly beautiful’ woman i* what I have never seen hithe to ” The young lady looked a littlo aston ished ut first, but huving reflected a mo meat, it occurred to her tlmt tho judge might be in tho right, nnd that she did not moan anything like tho panegyric which slio had pronounced, anil she suid so. “Why, judge, you are so uwfully critical; I only mount to say she wus pretty.” “I thought so," said tho judge; “but how could I know that your idea was not as extravagant as your epithets f You must excuse me for tho mistake, since it was not wholly my fault.” And so end ed tho discourse. Rzi.r-EDCOATioM. —- Costly apparatus and splendid cabinets have no magical power to mako scholars. In ull circum stances. its u man is, under Goa, the mus ter of In's own fortune, so is ho tho mak er of his own mind. Tho creator has eontistuted the human intellect that it can grow only by its own action. It must certainly and necessarily grow.— Every man must, therefore, in nn impor tant sense, educate himself. His books nnd teachers uro but helps— the work is his. A man is not educated until ho has the ability to summon, in cuse of emergency, all his mental power in vig orous exercise, to effect bis proposed ob ject. It is not tlifa man who lias seen the most, or bus rend tho most who can do this; such an one is in danger of being borne down like a beast of bur den, by un ovorluiu mass of other men's thoughts. Nor is it u man who can boast merely of native vigor aud capac ity. The greatest of nil tho warriors that went to tho scigo of Troy had the pre-eminence, not because nature had given him strength, and ho carried the j largest bow, but self-discipline had taught him how to bond it. FIEID MW GARDEN. ’ ~* ■, ■ ■'”*1 Miximi Potatoes.—Wo met with a far mer Inst week, whom wo know to bo very successful-in bis agricultural opera tions, but who has notions of his own about /arming. A mong other things, ho said that bo always guts a bettor crop of potatoes when hg mixed together sev eral kinds. Ho says that if you take several kinds and plant them separately on the same piece, and then plant un- other similar with them mixed, the latter will bo a lurger crop than the former. The idea wus new. Dan any of our pota- too raisers toll us about itV Wo thought it ut first only a whim, but us hu has al ways good crops, wo did not like to let him oil - without an investigation. What think you, brother farther??—Jlanur /hr- mtr. KELP1SU SWEET P0TAT0E# A correspondent of the Southern Cul tivator gives the following plan of keep ing sweet potatoes : I build a pen of logs, any desired length, nnd five feet wide (tins lessens the risk from bulking), four to six feet high ; how it down evenly on the inside, so that tho walls may be ceiled or daub ed smoothly; cover tho whole with n good roof, nnd have n email door iu the end. When this is done, raiso tho bot tom with atones live or six inches high ; cover these with dry sand, to keep thoin from cutting tlio potatoes, which may now be put in, beginning in tho middle. Threo or four inches of dry sand must be placed between them und tlio wall. I aomvtimos have n plank for this pur pose, raising it up as tho potatoes are put in, keeping tho space between tho plank and wull well tilled in with.sand, which will run down through tho pota toes ns tho plank is raised. Let them remain so until freezing weather, when you c*.ii readily cover entirely with the dry sand, deep enough to keep thorn from being chilled. Borne attention may bo necessary for awhile, ns tho sand will continue to disperse itself among them, nnd leave the top naked. There should be no leaks in tho roof. Thera is but littlo waste in the sand when once pro cured. Like tho house, it is always ready nnd at tho snot. Ilunoo, tho cheapness of the plan. The philosophy of tho plan is tho uniform temperature it insuros, while it absorbs and carries oil' tho excessive moisture thut may be in tho potato. 1 havo tried this plan -satisfactorily for twenty years successively." Bwcot potatoes must bo dug tho latter port of October, or as soon an tho vinos uro slightly wilted by the first frosts. To determine when your potatoes are fully ripo, dig several in different parts of your field, break thorn, nnd if, when dry, tho fresh part is white, the potato is ripe, aud should be dug at once ; but if the broken purt dries off' dark, tho roots are not yet lit to be gathered in. It will bo safest howevor, as a general rule to dig just ns soon as the vinos are nipped a lit tle by the frost. TURNIPS. “Sow turnips, don’t neglect it. Fivo hundred bushels of turnips, nro equal to three hundred nnd fifty bushels of corn when fed to stock."— Exchange. Not quite I ono hundred pounds of turnips oontuin from ninety-one to ninety-two per cent, of water, w hile now Indian com contains but eighteen per cent., leaving in the cuse of turnips eight or nine pounds in tho hundred of dry nutritive matter nnd in thut of corn eighty two. Quito a differnco. For feeding stock, fifty-two pounds of corn, according to the experiments of I’etri, nnd filty mno according to those of Boussengnlt, are equal to one hundred pounds of good meadow hay ; while different experi ments show thut it tukes from threo to six hundred pounds of turnips to nfl'ord tho same nourishment for animals. Tho turnip, it hus thus keen proved by experiment, owing to its largo percent age of water, posasscs small comparative nutritive value. But in another point of view tho turnip crop is very important. There uro few if any crops from which can bo derived so much nourishment per acre. If it takes, according to tlio vari eties of corn and turni|is selected, or the species of animals to which they are fed, from six to ten bushels of turnips to equal iu nutritivo value ono bushel of corn, un ncro of turnips propnred nnd cultivated properly, will feed considern- HUM0R0U8. Wo know a girl so industrious that when she lias nothing else to do she knits her brows. Thr min that doth an |>ip*r hk;, <trudging fit* price u one a jeir, Will never n good hnabancl make, liMunao lila wife can never know what in gn- ji r nn in the world, nnd hi* children mil very ignorant appear. The lust line is rather long for good metre, but the moral is excellent. “What are you writing such n big hand lor l’at ?” “Why you boo my grandmother h dnfe, and I'm writing a loud lutlhcr to her.” “Do you like codfish bulls, Mr. Wig- gta •" Mr. Wiggin, hesitatingly: “I really loii’t know, Alias, \ I don’t recollect at tending one.” Lamb hits off half-gown boys neatly when ho describes them as “tilings lie tween boy and ninnhood—too ripe for play, and too raw for conversation.” Coleridge onco asked Clinics Lamb, “Did you over bear mo preach?” to which tlio witty essayist stuttered tlio reply, “ I never heard you do nny thing olso.” An Irishman, on being told to grenso tho wagon, returned in nn hour after wards, and said, “ I'vo greased every part of tlio wagon but them sticks the wheels haug on." Married, at Roanoke, Vn., on the 24<h ult, by Rev. J. Gutes, Mr. John Post and Miss Sophia Rails. If this match don’t niHko a fence of tho first quali y, wo should likoto know what stuff will.—JEr- chtnti/e. A Georgia paper asks whither it is supposed that tho Southern lMiopia will run Northern men? WcP, we believe they did occasionally run u few of them during tho war.—'Prentice, A young lady traveling from Louis ville to Nashville u few day ago was observed to havo a liicco of court plaster on her lip. When tho enrs emerged from it tunnel tho court plaster was on the lip of a young man. Neither knew how came it there. Curran’s ruling passion wnB a joke. In his lust illness, his physician observing, in tlio morning, that ho seemed to cough with more difficulty, he answered, “That is rather surprising, as I havo been prac ticing all night." Milton was asked: “How is it that in some countries a king ia allowed to tuko his placo on tho throne at fourteen years of ago, but may not innrry until lie is eighteen?” “Because,” suid tho jmet, “it is easier to govern a kingdom thuu u woman.”, An urchin, not quito tliroo years old, said to his sister, while munching ii piece of gingerbread, “Bisn, take half ub die cake to keep lo afternoon, when I get cross.” This is nearly as good ns the story of tho child whobellowed from the top of tho stairs, “Ain, llunnuh won't pacify me!” A ceruln judgo was reprimanding nn at torney for bringing sovcrul small suits in to court, und romurkod that it would have been much better for nil parties bad he persuaded his clients to leave their cause lo the arbitration of two nr three honcHtmon. “Please your honor,” retort ed tho lawyer, "Wo did not chnoso to tmblc honest men with them.’* Tlio Judge fainted. A cobbler living in Baltmore thus an nounces his culling: "Surgery performed here on boots ana shoos, by adding of tho feet, making good legs, binding the broken, healing tlio wounded, mending the constitution, and supporting tho body with now soles. Advico gratia.” We rend of a man in Pottsvillo, who wus very much intoxicated, nnd being nrresfod, wjw sent to " durance vile,” “Why didn’t you boil him out?” ask a bystander, " i/ffi/himout?” said thoothor; “why you ouidn'tpump him out.” "How no you like tho charaterof St. Paul ?" asked u parson of his lunlady ono day. ' Ah ! ho was n good, clovor old soul, I know, for ho onco said, you know, tlmt we must eat whut inset before us, and ask no questions for conscience sake. rr - v , I always thought I would liko him f« bly more stuck than an ncro of corn; and j, our j eri » a farther advantage of tho turnip crop is that after a drought or other casualty by which the coi n and farUgo mips nro cut off', thoro is still timo to picporo the ground, and if .stable and lot munuro is not to be obtained, its place can be fully supplied by guuno and Huper-pliosplmte of lirau used together ; thus, with prop er preparation of the soil, several hun dred bushels of turnips can bo mndo a sure thing, on loamy or sandy loamv lands. IJpon stiff clays there is conniif- orubly more difficulty, but there nro very “Cun you tell mo, sir,” suid n stranger to n gentleman in a ball room, "who tlmt lady is near the second window—thut very vain looking lady ?” “That is my sister, sir,” repliod the per son addressed, with a fomidnblo look. “ No, no, I don't mean her,” I mean that ugly woman luuriing against tlio piano; there’s abont as much expression in nor face as In a bowl of bonnyclabbei.” “That, ar, is mv wile.” “No, no, gasped tho miserable stranger, few plantations on v’h'oh there is not a perspiration starting from every pore.— good deal of soil Unit can bo inudo to “Good grsoious! 1 wish I could mako you produce good turnips; and further,stock understand me! I mean tlmt blear-eyed uro found to thrivo bettor if thoy nro fed a portion of green food during tho win ter, than if confined entirely to dry for ego. indeed, with tho uililitign of a lit tlo straw, they can ho not only wintered, but fattened on trumps. Alnny fail to raise good crops of turnips but of late years we are getting more nnd more in ■ .1 ... ! . 1.... ,1..., it' ,I.A ...I.IlLltA object in the pink silk, the ono so awful homely—Isliould bo afraid Bhe would splinter a looking glass junt by leaking into it. Thoro she is looking at us now.” “ That sir,” said the gentleman, with fioroo calmness, “is my eldest daughter.” The stranger darted H orn the room, and cleared tlie premises us though he had to the opinion that if tlio requisite care, been struck with a presvutiment that a skill, and manure bo applied, it is a very Bure curop.—tfouthern Culticator. powder mug ezine was going to explode ia that room iu lera than three roobrnha