The Cuthbert appeal. (Cuthbert, Ga.) 1866-1884, June 18, 1868, Image 1

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Newspaper Page Text$l)c ttulljbcrt Appeal. I. P. SAWTJOX,] tH. H. JUNES, Proprietor*. *•- " —re r •• - _z — *d --- TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: Pour iroatbi fl, 00 On* #3 oO Wtt, InT«ri»lilr la aiivam-k; All |*np*?p» illr- tonllmutl on expiration of time jiuUl lor, The OfflceiN of the Ariup- Grant wrote to the Honta Committee on Military A fair* recommending a tptieic- •l of thirty-three and one-third jnr cent. in the I mg of army officer i. Korney writes to 1ns IMjilndolpUIn pn- p?rs “that tlio ft<*publio.Uis in Washing- \i>n bad In contend against rererhed OUTHBERT APPEAL, Cutlibert, Georgia, THURSDAY, June 18, 1868. —--nfh .-q- No. 83. Dnd Ding to His Friend Harding. To the Onncrlul Ed liandlph nanling, Judge of the Put aider S'rLit, (at or ter ha, hut J fear never trill): Dkar Nkd: I’ve jest bin down to Hudquartcr*, senco I writ you nforo, to x see how Uccunstrucshuuisin wur gittin WWa ud III, ntlomi ant! moo uf tin; nn „ frond handed mothe, “ Nil regolat dfttty stationed hero. In VVsMilnfitnn. the other ilaj The oOeer.s the papr'r- Went wholly, w>|ely DimimcwiIo The ode err of the »pny, Grant loohetl i|iiite hmI, Wmle ragiitK mad Korney an l»nl And em-h one had A twinge infernally rheumatic. A nwetlng llicn and tlicrv took placo Thir army tretiron to i-w«-. So ominously Iti-inoerutic . In oBctw of the an.ty, 1 Wade. •V.N oulrugcouk.' ■ant. ‘liaiinthvif Forney. -Blood amt njy* •Why. Grant a rage I* t Ye* I raise their wngiw. that's ecstatic I’ For the uflherr Ol the unity, •Bet trh.ll nln»l the men.' mid Wade. They nwtM ho bad, and tonight, tllld paid, To kill this vip*r I ten i ernlir. A» w»dl at ofUcera of the oriny. Grant »liix>k hir ImnuI, •They can In l«l liy Rode Inttand . Macbiner are dead. And uH<n well drlUmt- -phlegmAlio,’ Not *o the officers of lliu army. Then Grant v\ III,out it single Word Wrote off to rail* the |wy otK-lhlnl, A holt to catch the lh-imrraiio Of the officer* of the army. Grant smoked and ihoiiglu Wade screeched out ‘eanglit P The deed duck honglit I Then rare the lot With White House visions rjnitc ben tie, And the uffievra of the uriny. Pact Put. I.yitco IN It ia often n question among people who me unacquainted _ will. Ill,, nnulnmy nnd pl,yni,,l>. B y mrtln. D.in'1 vnil n-m«mbnrtknt men, whether lying with the liend rxul- , ' . , r , . . , , . , 1«l ,,r l.v,.| with tl,« hndjr l„ .hn ,„ wt "h„int .|*,-,l, „N„n n wlml wnr rtnok wholesome. The pi aj. oily consulting tho oend «f tli* Anderson Koh Ery,” cuntniuin your eppersode* on onr Joseph and Ouvnur Hulluck. Sea he, * that 11. an them /ire it an ttanefur I ant ing, Ho let me inter thesecrit, an told me to use it whnr it wood tell to his intruss." Well, Ned, I must sny, tlmt they is well writ, mid shows, that nltho you is rnnsidcrhul on tlio decline of life, your genus fur poertry is cummin bnek, like secuiid childhood. I Wat* so pleased with thnt nr postrufee nlmut our Joseph hein like a grille rin k with nil the WOV n surgin und sloshin around him, tlmt I fetch the Kry home, an re<l It, in tnv most oruter stile, to Polly, who set, all the time, eniiliu, an wipin her eycH with her npern. Now she’s rulher more of u critic than I is; an she wurnt n!lerge*h- er carried away with tliut pnrt. Sc* she, “ l)od, that’ll do fur poet ink lieernse, but our Joseph has moved uIkmiI ruther smurtly. fur to be much like the Jnbritl- tnr Risk ” Hut, Ned, w hen I got to tlmt ar patriutick pnssidge about your hopin, thut “ the ole State, which hud fell out of the (Julluxy like the Misses Pelides, would soon iissooin her persiiion, an hupperness on pacoe wood liNiininale our path like the glories ot the peat,” Polly ris from her cheer, an !)od, Ned’s Isith a pore it an n their own cases on this jsiint, argue in favor of that which they prefer Now, though many delight in Is.Uleiing up thoir heads at night, und sleep soundly without iiyury, yet we declare it to he u dungermiH habit. The vessels in which 1he bhsid pusses from the heart to the hem) aie always lessened in their caVi- ties when the head is resting in lied higher tkun the Isaly ; therefore in all discuses attending w ith f'«*v#r, the head should he pretty nenrly-or. a level with the body, und people ought to nc us* tom thimselvcs to sleeping thus and avoid danger.—ihd. Jour. •N%_ A rapid penman can write thirty word* n minute. To do this he must draw his quill through the apace of one rod—sixteen ut:d u half feet. In forty minutes his pen Havels a furlong ; and in five and one-third hours one mile.— We make on an overages, sixteen curves or turns of the pen in writing each word. Writting thirty words in a min ute, we must make four hundred mid eighty-eight to each seennd ; in an hour twenty-eight thousand eight hundred ; in a day of only five hours, one hundred and forty*Tout thousand ; in a year of three bundled days, forty-three million* two hundred tlmusund. The mail who made one million strokes with a pen in a month was not at nil remarkable — Many men make four millions. Here we have m the aggregate n mark three hundred miles long, to be trneted on pa|K»r by ouch writer in a year. In making each letter of the ofilinmy al phabet we must make from three to sev en strokes of the pen, oil uu average throe to four. Always lltxi Tirui..—At a festival party of old nnd young, the question was asked, which season of life is most happy I After being freely discussed by the guests, it was referred for answer to the boat, upon wlmin was the burden of fourscore years He asked if they had noticed a grove of trees before the dwelling, nnd suid : "When the spring comes, nnd in the soft uir the buds are breaking on the trees, nnd covered with blossoms, I think, how beautiful is spring I And when summer comes, nnd covers the trees with its heavy foliage, and singing birds nro all among the branches, 1 think how beautiful ia sum mer ! When autumn load* them with golden fruit, and thoir gorgeous tint of frost, I think, how beautiful is autumn ! And when it is sere winter, nnd there is neither foliage or fruit, then I look up, and through the leufless branches, as I never could until uow, I see stars shine through. RscilPr.—The following receipt is said to be worth a thousand dollars to every housekeeper : ‘Take one pound of sal soda nnd half j suppose had cuin in from Cutlibert, lidge’s Katb rlogg lust jreer, in which ho nni'l h« had been courted by the Muses afore he got married, an ef he wur to become a widder, he'd no doubt thmli be nrter him agin. I thought that wur very u fleet hi, at the time, an pekuliur sniluhlo to be uddreased to them tender hearted gala in the Kollidgs. Hut ahore-nuff, he’s A widder, an lie's fell back inter pootiy. I beer, fhwt he pul n mighty pin ty preca in the Cutli- la-rt Appanl, ufon* he'd bin a widder six weeks. Hut Dod,” rontinued tlio ole Durlin, in a emphatic manner, “ how does them wiilins of Ned work at Hed> quarters, cmisidcid as a (a-ece of Ha- plomicy, barring on his pintinent n» Judge; fur of course Ned is Ion pracki- cle to be ‘ a wustin his sweetness on the dessert nr ?’ ” " Well," sen I, " than the rub. 1 I.iHikcd at them ways, I fear tho la rothor a fuleyure.” Fur while I wur showin urn to them clinpa what tends to the Ilcdqunrtcre, nnd tryin to muke them feel what a frend Nod wur to our Joseph an his Kxurlency, Hulluck, how much thu wur under ohligashuns to pint him, up cutns a feller from the Chorrykeo, an scs, “ Strunger, wlmt's thut you sny r Seal "the Outlet hnl Kdwurd K. Harding is a fust fiend to Quviiur Hiuwn an Ouvnur Huliuck. lie giv uni liis in**t ' cvrjul eujiparthe writ these hulif'ul an tetchiu elegies on uiu here in the Kry; und thu owes it h grutilnod to pint him Judge.” Sen he, hliettin up ono eye un si tin at me like n mnn tryin to shoot sumtliin, " your hed aiut level on thut pint,stranger. Kf Kd Kandolph Harding is etiny grate frond to Jnu Blown, lie's got so lately. lie named liis hoy baby nrter Joe up in Dili ton, an when Joe nrterwarda turned him out of the Dalton Depot Agency, fur not doin the clean thing, he got mad, that ho went strate home, nnd changed liis name to John W. Lew is ; nn he’s nevor reeterflde thnt ter this day.” " Yes," scs anuthtr feller stand in by," nn when thu made him slide from thut big inillertcrry persishuu at Suvun ner, he charged it ter Hrown, and bused Rrcwn n gruto ded, an lie’s been busin him ever hence, tril lately. Hut I sup- |>oso ha’s got to bo n mighty fiend ttenee hee got inter nede; for Sliukespoer sos ' a frend in nede is apt to be a frend indeed.”' Tha bed hardly sed this, when a feller jest from the kars, who 1 a pound of unslacked lime and put them I i w|iur you | lvt . B f„ n house with two in a a gallon of water, bod twenty min- , , • . , . , ute., let it etau4 till <iot, then drain off I duur l,cl1 "’ 8n vl,, '' r ' hu ,' cr r,n « bo "' and pnt in a small jug or jar. Beak ut ” re lhu can K't nckscss), broke in, inin your dirty clothca over night, or until ralo cnssin strnnn, an sea : " Coijul they are wet through, then wring them j support indeed ! Oh Harding didtU tup ° n,b< "! plenty of »ep, > d .in I . nMn , , cfkun , wuf d()Wn lbnr one boiler of tiie clothca well coveted , e , . i i , with water, udd one teeeeprul or the, W ' *H'tied to find out whnr heetood; washing fluid, boil half an hour briskly, • Lrit all we cood over git out of him wur, then wash them tlioroughly with ono ' that he didnt know xrhat tonne to tale— »uds, rinse, and your clothes will look that he wur not prepared to tag,' and ull better then hjr the old wn)r of we.hin B t|iat , |o Wl Cll , H „ r[ nboul „ twice before cooling. This n ao mvalii* .... .. . i el.le receipt, and every poor woman : “ foro lh " | ee*hni , 1 nn went to New J orli should t y it. I on law buniss, an rtudu lhar, or turn- wluu-s eba, tell near a w*ek nrter tho | Guvnor Jtnwn it exceedingly intermit, * ‘ dally lf<trding. u Ned you ort tohi hoord the crowd luff, nnd 1 oood but fddl thnt It tvur Mitunlly at your uXpetts*. My oto frond, its Of-ful ombnl’rassin to tl tcildur-henrtod ttlah llko tlio, to hour a tile frend of my boy doys, pitched Inter In that sorter stylcj ond ho onablo to fnto the nrgimonts. 'i’lie fact is, Ned I’m oticasy about you. I’ve boon lab torly refloctih tnUch on what Solytnnn says in tho Sams, » valtlti nn.biahun of ten overlceps itself.” I know you lias n powerful vnllin nmhislmn, an 1 fearynuvo outjumpt yourself, an gone clean over tuthcr side of the mark. 1 toll yon, Nod, summor-settin is very oxillerntin, but a orful dangrua bixncss. 1'veliccrd of a circus feller, what looped clean over totlior horse, on which ho wur tryin to lito, an hutted out hit hole cunt cute, an I've often hoc rtf of men’s turnin thoir livers upside dotin, by BummorBottul. Dont your liver foci kinder disgruutlcd like leeshun. I dont reckon ho xewt' tup pari fit' Ihilltlck ‘ corjully ’ up tfud. Tho gfn- fal nptnyufi dotin With us Is, tlint bo atnde nuay from homo n purpib to kvep fmm tukin sides. ISf that Wurnt bit, ouf peeplo wood bo glad to know Why ho sfado away no long, nt n time of so much intruss to tho ctlntry an to hi« fronds, Hulluck nnd Brown. I wunder cf ho got up to that ‘ rca port town, nn got horee de nunhat ’ agin, ns Dod Ding culls it.” (Ned, I felt a lectio kinder cut nt thnt quitnshun—I did.) " No stranger,” continued the feller gittin warmer, “ ole Harding never aded in the work of rceonttrueehun, an didnt help Hit!- tuck a bit- / defy him to thoir whar an when he ever done ennything in our favor. El ho wanted to ho glorified as ono of .Hiillucku • vorjtd tupporiert,' he.ortunil to n bin ashamed, or ufaored, toudverento hie uouso nib. o the leeshun—ho nrtund to a turned a bushel over his caudle : fur it wur n blame week, fliqkerin light of nights, Ned f D.int you henr sum onnyhow—he oiler n bin among his people in Randolph County, apenkiu nn talkin nn workln An; our aide and fur his trends, Bulluuk nn Brown, like my man HiiituII, of Webster Cutinly. But nary vole did he poll—nary cole did he in floaunte. Tho ole cock reminds mo of the little hur-koeper, what laid still under the counter till tho fight wur over, nn arter the whipped party had left, jumpt out with a grate big stick, un a big ger oath, nn ecu, ‘ Jehuminny / Didnt ice give um hell?'” Arter all this wur sod, u feller, who chimes to be vorry intermit with Bulhick, spoke up an scs, " Doth sieli freuship! Even those articles in the Kry huint got no signature. How does hu expect to giv liis in/loonnte an ' eorjul mpport ’ for Hulluck. by prnsin him arter the conleot >• all oier, un then siniii his name II, with a whole lot of sturs nrter it f Who Is II I Who knows or keers fur II. all the Star* T Hulluck wurnt lerted by non y mui pratet, ftor by i tart nut her. The fact Is, lie’s jest fixed up these let ters because Hulluck** bin put inter pow er, un Im wants to git his favor by Hat* tenn him ; uu yet he darn to add the irate of his name, for fear tho peuplu wood know him ss a Hulluck muh.— thin growlin in your nlmnick ? I’m ndy onenny about you. Dolly, you know, is a good nuns, and has rased levcu lino gal childorn. She’s nnkshus about you, nn sos you had better git quiet, put n inussturd over your left side, rub your liver an ubdcrmun like, with hu/.xard’s greoee, soak your feet in warm iruter nn scrape tho battumnwith n coho nife, drink sumtliin warm fur your inurds, an go to lied ably. Wo both begins to think you is kinder pludo out, nn advises you not to overstrain yourself in old nge. From what I beer of ilium South West people, thu dont dcsnrvu to have sieli a man as you lobe tin r Judge no how.— Tha woodot nppreshoatc your virtshoos nn tnlluntn. Them dirty cat eyed luw yarn down thar will bo a pockin nt you, an pokin fun at you, nn the people will mill you all sorts of hard names, of yon gits on the Bench. Ned, did von ever see the noble htr/.mrl, n soar in up Inter the novins, and a hold lot of beo martins an bluebirds flyin nrter him, nn lllllt on liis back an bitin him nn worry in him almost to doth? Wall, Ned, ef you wur made a Judge down tlior, you’d be jett Oiltaclty tike that hutiaid, Ef I wur you, I’d giv them people over lika Darn these fronds, what's so Invin when , “ Efrum, ns jined to tliur idles,” nn not tha wants siuntliiu, an goes to Now woriy moysolf onny longer wilh my pa- Yoik when tliur help in needed I I litre trn< ’ tio t - ,ff " rtg to gnrvo * llw,n - ^n, Ned, Browns stile. Ef he goes in fur onny thing, ho pulls off his cont, nn goes in lied nil ytirs. Thnt ole Rig’ll find, thnt Hulluck aunt he bamboozled by liis par ty tulk now, oven if he hud u hundred stars printed arter It. Sieh fiends ns Harding dont put men in ofiis, nn dont s u*t a no lulmiuistrashiins nuther. Hid luck wants fiends what uint nshamo»l bi him, Kf Oordun had bin looted, I bet twenty dozens of shumpnnn agin nulhin, Ed Randolph iturding wood it bin fling- in his stars around him afore now Nod, I tell you, this was hard for me to stun. But rot my bottoms, of i knnwd how to answer it. To muke the mutter wusHor still, a fuller with epptir- lefts, nnd who no doubt, is high up in the picture, squar.d his shoulders back, hunhd his fist on the table, and nos : '• Them* my soiitormoiits 1 He's u reg- Inr Jackass to he tryin to pull thu wool over thu Utivnurs eyes that way."— Weil, jest at this pint, I " changed my base.” Ned, in those uriturclu times, " two ef divert ion is wlist you wants, jest step over to the express oH'hs an git that pur- ty wig, what, them New York fellers lias sent you, put it on, marry you sum young un hansom gal, uu then you nn she ken retire to thu shades of pernnttia, an while nil the muses is pluyin an splushin about in them cool waters thnt tloiis from the pearian spring, you un she can while away your dchnin eart, like two sweet, pasheut doves, u hillin an euoln. Pure well, Dear Ned, yourn In hrtpes of early ivsigtinshun to Droverdutico, Don Disc. P. 8.—I soo your name ia out in the Bry, in tho list of the big cnmmitly for Grant un cnldfuvts. Well tlinia sum coiiHoilashiiii to retire on. Thar it shines in thnt glories gallaxy of stars, near to the name of your disllukwishd ••oh>red coequal, II M. Turner. I>. D. From the Mountings nenr D.ilton, Georgy Tenatoiy, June 10th, 1808, A VkiiY Rich Faiik - The, narrator says: “I went over last summer with two friends, and Jones took us on a four nefo lot lie lin'd just prepared lor plnnt- ing. We nil went to the cent re ol tlm beds is butler an one, especially if one it, lot, olid he there made a single hill, and n thorp t hed.'' I in list warn you Agin •‘bowed iih h cucumber seed, ‘Now, IbIIIh yuor WB.knl«. cr.«.p out lor vlow H"y«.’•«l‘l ho, ‘whw, 1 ,mt tl.io rood r , , ,, . | into tin* ground you must run fur the Of tho onolo.rit.ibul world,... your op- < R „ t q „ i ,. k ca „., persodc*. You know yo« idlers was a So sooner had lie dropped the seed than littlo infirm in tryin to make people li«» nnd the others alnrlcd off as if a hull think, by your talk that you wur on in-1 been after them. I was so t.-r„,it turnio with grate-m,-„. 1 r V r «V- w T ln * , _ „ ... , ’.til I haw a vine pushing up ln>m tho them fellers m Atlanty consider our Jo-1 gr ., ufl( f 1^,1 r „„fc; IIK | i(r qi.ei, f soph o reglnr whiilo, fotcii alive ml the ran as if for deaf lifjp, but before 1 got way from tho open see at the North *° | I |U fence tho Vine caught mo and hu- Polo, with „ Inigo iro blog ioilioin- F" 11 lu wi,ld " ,c ''p 0 n ,ni| ko. , i • ‘ , i I .. ■ j I wns very much alarmed, nnd nut my to hi. t“l»; »„<l thu nm. you! porUot f„r my j... k-koifo is a liltlu week, m trying, in your with which to cut m^dCIf loose ; bill to ep|N:r*odu on him, to rnaku.out nn how my horror I could not get it in on nc- you nn him was alien " in term illy iisko- °f 11 cuctltnbcr which hung there, alioutod, |K,litic„lly „„ mUl,.- Thn-J onU * l,l< ^ 11 gniwiug Ijko bl-aro p wur u follr-r with o bi g mu.bmi,, on good j jy v „ ling O rooco I. oomcwlmt lookin cont and britches, what seemed on different from voting in Amoricu. The good terms with Ginrul Mead on them,; twilling places are churches. Thirty remarked, "Well gentlemen, I odrniro! breeds aro placed on tho floor of grate men, un tliur favor i« lefroshin- but I swow no mao shall accuse mo of tryin to be n dog tulo waggin aroun cnybody. This hero piirteuso of thut ole broken down stager, of belli so in termit with Hrowc, reminds me sf wliut olo cripple Junk, the carridgc-drivel* use- t r say ubout his rooster’s mutch hawses —scs he, ‘my muster has got too hlauk hawses, ones name Brutus, and oiks name Cirsnr, nn tha is both ndznckly alike; tpecialhj Drutiu.* So Harding and tho cjiurch, each of them hearing the name of a candidate. Upon one-half of the box, painted white, is written "Yes,’ anil on thu other half, painted black, is written ‘No.’ A clerk attends the voter, with thirty (r llcts, and when opposite a box pronounces tho name of the candid ate and'hands the voter ii bfllJct. Fuss ing liis arm up a funnel about a foot in length, the voter's bund arrives unseen at a division in the box, and Im drops the ball to tho rigid or left, "yen" or "no,” tho case may he, and so on through- I llm ...In.I/* llif.-l.r M'I.ra ■i.ofii.n io not m.pport mo,my l„„g„ r| Al ,d. I „, ua . go out Hew ing.’ • lt’«« ibunw,' oniii OiniFi-i, Anil thu!,, M Jenny,, liglufootoj n.iS skillful, moVtkl around, Hotting plates, SiSi 8 ,SlP l nn,l 1 projturing n iTttlo sup! pjonihntrity mnn! . ftd- lii? bmu.fit, b„ Hmught BbW thrifty, nn.l careful, nml indu.triou. Oho wno -how slio roso onr- IJ, nnd uropl to her ottio bod lulo-liow tlio roses nn her preitv chock worn f,„|. mg through ovor work, n,„l luck „f noo- essnry rocrontlon. And ho wondotud Hint he Imd never before observed how pretty Jenny White was I ' 1 droiui tho chsngu very tnhol,, 1 sold Jenny, meekly, no cho pouted but Uoorgo Martin s cup of ts„. - My homo tioro has not been a vory happy one, since father died, blit it breaks my heart to think of having no home !' If Jenny White had beon a heroine ot romance, sho would no doubt have burst into a storm of grief nt this Juno Jure—but ns it was, sho winked very hard, ond kept back the tears I 1 Jonny,’ Bnid George Martin, with a sudden inspiration, • you’re a good little girl, nnd I like you very much. If you will marry me, I’ll make n homo for you I’ And, within about a month of that lainy April ovoning, Mr. Martin Install ed Jenny White in tho ‘second floor’ bo had rented nnd furnished, with refer- ctioo to Qholher taste, and looked, with a smile, nt her bright, cnrnpturod face. ' Gh, George, how beautiful this is I’ bIio exclnimod, with her brown ryes full of happy brightness. 'And how sttUg —oven down to the geranium plants in tlio window I Dear George, how thoughful you have boon ! And I ahall bo so glad when your Aunt Bridget comes to keep mo company in the long dnys when yon aro away. Do you think sho will like mo, George?' ' She would bo more than mortal, if bIio didn’t,' said George, looking tender- ly down upon the contented little being, nnd mentally contrasting her with End ly Den ford. 'People can’t very wc out tlio whole thirty. Tho system is lower lip, 'only mother is so hard with suid tu insure socresy und perfect order. ! me, and—and—she said to day she could George Malllu’s Wife liv AffiV lus'imi. 'All hiiflt fVtun the country I Oh, George, I can hover endure the inflic tion I' Emily Dehford paused in her bccupn- tu>n of fastening loops of blue ribbon Upon tho blown of a jaunty straw bon net, for Emily was but n milliner'* girl prelty Hhtl graceful though khu Was’ doing 'dktf-a work," to earn money to buy sundry articles of dress, toi meu by ladles in gcnerul, u 'trousseau. 1 l or EmllV Ponford was ( hgaged to ho married, nnd the stalwart, nobly frnmod young mnn who set beside her, carelessly playing with her spools, nnd scissors, and tapemcasuro, was George Mm tin, who would hardly nt thut mo- ment bnvo exchanged places with tho Crown Priueo of Rnsia. What though lie wna but n journeyman enrpunter ? din’t heaomo dny look f.rwnrd to the" dignity of a shop of his own ? and was ho not stinng as Vulcan, nnd hiiiHlsome ns Apollo? And, morn than this, had not pretty Emily Pcnford promised to he liis wife ? George Martin looked at the gather ing cloud on Emily'a forehead wilh some pnrjilexity. 'Well, Emmy, I'm sorry mysel**; I know it would ho far pleasanter to livo by ourselves, but my pool* old unoio la dcod, and Aunt Bridget is nil nlono in the woiId, and I somehow feel as If it were my duty to make a homo for tho old lady. \ ou see, 1 am tho only rela tion she has, except Cousin Isabella's folks, nnd they utterly rofuso to be bur dened with any such piece of antiquity,’ 'They are u great dual bettor uulu to afford il than in,* pouted Emily. ‘Hotter able ? of course they are, but I’ve found through life thnt it ia not alone tho 'host able’ people who are will ing to assume duties ami responsibilities. Tho matter i« plain enough-—Isabella and her husband decline to do anything for Aunt Bridget, mid I can't see the old lady homeless, or in want, fo long as I have a cup fodrtnk, or a orftnt to out. So I’ve written to her to come nnd livo with us, as soon jib wo nro uiur- riod,' 'Without consulting me ?’ ‘Without consulting you—for there was no tiino to ho lost, and I know my little Emily could not full to acquiesce in wlmt 1 considered best. There’s plenty of room, you know, for I linvo rented a whole floor, nnd ' 'There will he plenty of room,' said Emily with hor cherry lips compressed in u manner Georgo Martin hnu nevor before witnessed, nnd blue eyes spark ling tvlt.'i ominous light, 'for if your Aunt Bridget eoinus to livo in that houso, I never hIiiiII.' 'Emily I Why, my darling— 'Don't call me yottr darling/said Emi ly, imnntlentjy, withdrawing her bund from George's grasp. 'A man who wants to burden Ins w ife’s homo with disn- C reliable, old fashioned relations, nircinHt or wishes—n mnn who is s» selfishly inconsiderate with regard to her comfort should ho more sparing of Ids affection ate fernis, Of one thing von may he certain, George Martin, I snail not mnr- ry vour Aunt Bridget, also.' George looked into tlio pretty, indig nant face wilh tlio grieved, startled look of one who has unexpectedly discovered a ibid insect in tho apparently perfect heart of ii crimson ioso. ‘ Emily, 1 efln't give up my old mint —my ttinthcr's only sister, who brought lur up, nnd bestowed more than mater- mil rule on lit-T. 1 'Very well—then of course you nro prepared to give tin: up ?’ ‘ Bo yott mean to sny, Emily, after all our iifl'octtnn, (ho weeks of ntir engage ment, the happy evenings wo have spent fngelhcr, .Von would east ino away, rather tlir.n make the trifling sac rifice I ask ? Do you mean that lahall understand you thus, Erni y?’ ' i ado.’ 'Then I have rear! your character wrongly, all along, and I suppose our engagement is at nn end.' * 1 suppose so, too,’ said Emily, trim ming off the raveled edge of a ribbon how, with n bund that never trembled in the least. Onod-lij-o, Emily—t .impojo, now, I ■ junlJJ „,| U iHrffll will, dim eye. ought to sny, Miss Ponfbrd.' ‘I slml! not soon forgot this ordeal ' Good bye, Mr. Martin.’ through which you have pnssad.’ Honest George went down the stair- And Jenny wus satisfied—to hor, her way with an odd, stunned feeling, noon, | hiistinnd’a approval wna tho sweetest alas, to resolve itself into Active pain. 1 guerdon she could know ! If (lie world had suddenly turned Itself | • Here is Aunt Bridget’s • will * In a round the wrong wny, und the nun un- toolbar pocket-book, under her pillow expectedly risen in thu west, lie cooltf , G» orgy—she told me w hore I should scarcely have been moro puzzled, con- find it,’ said Jenny, u liltlu while subse- fused, or bemldered. If Emily—the quently. • Will you please take cliorge “ of it ?» * Georgo glanced over the quaint nnd formal iiucuiuunl, with a curious smile on his Into. ‘ Bho leaves you her wardrobe, Janny, moro particularly her brown Pongee dress! All important bequest! Well, |HKir old thing, it was nil sho Imd to give. Put it in tha ing-biig, Jenny, or give it to some poverty-striukan soul!’ ‘Indeed no, said Jenny, reverently folding up the undent garment, ' I’ll put it away, and keep it for Aunt Brid get's s.iku!’ ‘ Isabella nnd her husband, will feel very budly, when they learn wlmt an in- her t nice rimy have lost,’ Said Georgo Murtin, with assumed gravity. ' I won der if they will coma to tho funeral ?’ Hut nobody followed poor old Aunt Bridget to her grave, in tho quiet shad ows of Greenwood, except Mr. und «l)t tHutljbcrt 2tj)}nal; HATES OF ADVERTISING: ,q.)« (tnifxr p*> fir&ih|* I* Omi | 0 icflipn, and Cent* p*r *qu*r* for each intweqnrat interlion, nol excecdinf three. OociN|u*rc thro* tnonlhii./A.OQ Ono »qu*ra on* year. 80 01? Fourth of a column six month* Slf b'o Half column six month* 70 05 - ... r— very well help liking yon, Jonny.' ‘ Tho hot brend in very nlco, Jenny, JjUt I like Graham crackers,’said Aunt Bridget; * And the hash Is seasoned too highly. Besides, I think there’s rye, or pnrohod peas, or something, in the coffee —I can’t drink such trush I’ ‘ I can make you 0 cup of tea In a minnte, Aunt Bridget/ ‘ No, child—the tea George buys nint wlmt !Vo boon accustomed to. And I wish you’d huvo tho coul stoVo taken out of iny room, and an air-tight wood put there.’ ‘ Yes, Aunt Bridget •And, Jenny, it’s confusin' tt> ttiy bond to hear you pingin' about the house. I wish you’d luuvo it off/ ‘ I wiU, Aunt Bridget, if,it mukos your head neko/ ‘ ’Taint that nlono/ sighed tho old n, ‘ but tho p’ison air of thorn ger- 1 plants kind o’ gets into my lungs !’ Jenny cast a regretful glance at her favorite flowers, all flushed with umbols of scarlet bloom. 1 1 will nond them around to my stop- mother’s, If they annoy you, Aunt Brid get/ she said, mookly. And so they lived. Aunt Bridget w«i old-fashioned, exacting, whimsical, and not gcod-tcinpcrcd—in faol, a daily crown of thorns—but sbe was George's aunt, and not for ono instant did Jenny full in her dutiful forhearauco. Once, Emily pfenford, meeting young Mrs Martin in the street with her nunt, we nt homo to huvo u good luugb nt tlio old lady's exponso. 'Such a fright/said Emily—'a poke boniiut, trimmod with snuff colored satin, mid a hideous brown pongee dress, without 11 sign of crinoline I Well, I’m glad /didn't marry George Murtin. nor liis odious old backwoods aunt I Peo ple did sny sho Imd 11 good deal ol prop erty laid up, but / don't sec any symp toms o| it ! But tlio time enmo wbon Jenny was destined to bo still moro severely tried, Aunt Bridget fell sick, nnd grow more petulant, Irritable nnd exacting than ev er—but when she died, with her bond on Jenny’s arm, the glil thanked Ilenv- un, that she hud been gentle with her to lhu Inst ! ftfre. Martini The cLad-leaf Imd flut tered ip down nt last from It’s feeble hold on tlio tt*eo of tho world; nnd there were hut few to mourn its fall I Yearn passed on—and tbo little round, (dimpled jfqopi begun to cluster round George Mnrtit/s hearth; titid'tfeVv tiafVjto oocupy Ms heart. ‘ Tt takes n deal of money to^ feed flvo children/ Bnid bo, cheerily, ns he count- od But tho,' murket funds ’ for his thrift^ wife, ' bljt there \s’ht- bnSoi’etn wo could spare, eh Ji-hny ?’ But' when, on* dreary November even ing, ho was brought hqtye on a shatter, crippled apt) hplpit-Bs for nipuths, from n full- rroiri a nigh scaffolding, poof George thought the future woro n vory worr have 1 ipromlslng Took I ( , "If'fi fbr fou and tha obildren. Tm ving,’ ho said, to Ihb wile K "wp I’nt laid up a oont, ttrough we’ve nj- wnys lived comfortably, nnd now, Jenny, I don’t soo what is to bcaome of un/ 'Oheor up, George/ said Ino liUld* Wo man bravely ; "we'll do well enough.— 1 know of a plnco where they will givo me vests to muko, and 1 can sow m the evenings I’ 'Sow in the ovoning ; after vou havo worked ull day lorig foi* ihb nnd tho ohil- droii I’ . .. 'I shall not mind it, Goorfto !’ *qid Jonny. 'Dear mo ! it’s ,nothing to the work I used to do before' wo wor'o mar ried V So Jenny kept the household pot bbil- ing, by her own individual oxortion*— made, nn.l mandod, nnd patcbpcT and darned with cxhaustlcss pntionce. "Why Jenny/ snid George Martin, ns ho lny on his couoh wntohing her busy fingers, "surely that in Aunt Bridget's old Pongoo dross, isn't it*' Jotiny lafighod. 'Well, you Soo littlo Unto needs q new dress to appear tolerably decent at school, and ns wb hAVoD’ttho mohey to buy ono, I thought I wquld just yip rip Aunt Bridget's ooqueot Und »cd what I could do with it. Bco—it is qtllto' frtiMf nnd bright on tlio wfohg side—a iittlo old-ftiBhion, to be Buro, out Katie will not mind Hint.’ M1 As Mrs. Martin spoke, sho out thff lining away ftom the skirt with her skill ful scissors. •'i’lioy made dresses vofy ounously in old times/ said slio smiling, “tho , lining iluborafely quiltod in oblong blocks, nnd soo—it is covered wltn brown paper insidb/ Emily be Imd deemed so perfectly fault- less—wus essentially scltish, then the world was n humbug. Ho went homo to tho common lit tle third-rate hoard ng house which ho hud so soon hoped to exchange for n cosy home of his own, mid Jenny While, (lie landlady's step-daughter, met him nt the door. You're too late for ten, Mr. George, but f can get you a cup in no time/ said Jenny, wistiully. Hee wnn n fair, delicate looking girl, with grave brown oyes, and Imir brushed smoothly away from an oval face. ' TImnk you, Jemij’, I feel tired nnd faint,’ said George. ‘But whut* the matter? You've been crying !’ 'Oh, it's nothing/ said Jenny, trying to restrain an intoluntnry quiver of the ‘Brown papor ? let me soo, Jenny/ said George, suddenly remembering tup numberless eoceotfloftles of hiq old niibr; and vaguely fancying ho know not what —'why, they are bank-notes,-child l| And they were bauk-noles—fives, lens, twenties— oten fifties 1 Tpe lining of tho old Pongee dross WnB nterally dpv- ored With them, neatly eoweil fn, so ait to bo completely boticoalod from view. For thd Inst feW penfit of her lift, Mint Bridget had been a walking porte-mon- naio, and Jonny no longor marveled at tho feverish anxiety she was wont to be tray about tho safety of tlio b|town' 'gown/ an she called it, at night J "Well thin is curious enough/ said Georgo, 'now wc can account tor those fleeting rCimors of her wealth wbioh wo funded so' erroneous'/ 'llow much is thorn, George ?’ ques tions tlio bowildorod Jenny. 'Thero cannot bo Ices than throb or four thousand dollars/ said her hus band—'soo—here Is n lmndred-dollur bill close to tho pocket f Ah, Jonny,; Aunt Bridget had a meaning whon she made tho will bequoathing to you, her truest friend and tenderost muse, the old brown Pongee dress f I'm glad now I did nut destroy tho paper. I wondog wliut Isabella and her husband wilt «ny I’ / ‘Georgo/ said Jonny, rovorently, 'I thing God has sent un this money in our time of nood. 1 had not enough left to pay tho rent, nnd I /iared pot think nbuut tho doctor's btIT/ , Tho tears of fervent gratitude’ A'aimfj into her eyes nn sho spoke-, Little Kate had a now dross to wear to school, but it was not the brown Don- goe. Jenny Martin treasured that liij in memory 01 old Aunt Bridget ; while Emily Ponford, Cousin Isabella, and that class of pcoplc cxclaimcd, with ono accord, ‘Who would have supposed such a thing' possiblo V An if fuct wet'e not oftentimes fur strunger thnn fiction f A city fop being in a dountry tavern, boasted of his cash, nnd agreed to drop rnonoy in n hat with Phy one present, tho maif Who holdout the lon gest to have tho whole and treat thd company, which was rather large- ,A farmer accepting tbo challenge, tho fop dropped a five-aollar greenback ih - the lint, und tho farmer put in n ten dont shinplaster. ‘Go on/ said tho fop; *1 won’t said tho furmer; you tuke tho whole und treat the company.’ *5T Kruntsulatt’s wife discovered hor old hen setting jn tho back yard, and ‘burst up her nest.’ fc’pon uftef tno poor wofnau came in muen excited and said— •My dear Krantsnlatt, I took tbo eggs from ‘Brownie/ and she has gone dnd sot onto un old meat, axe.’ . . ‘Let her set/ said tho bilious old fel low, ‘if *bo sots on nn axe maybe She’ll hufchel/ Why cannot a lady reasonably object to n gentleman putting bis’ sf® around her waist to support her T Bb' oauso it’s treating her in a projrher man ner.

Georgia Historic Newspapers

The Cuthbert appeal. (Cuthbert, Ga.) 1866-1884, June 18, 1868, Image 1