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VOLUME vl
j HE WATER THAT’S PAST.
r oF laWBENCE BARRETTS RONG6 IN “THE
MILL OF AIRLIE.”
Listen to the water mill
Through the live-long day,
How the clanking of the wheels
Wears the hours away.
Languidly the autumn wind
Stirs the greenwood leaves,
From the fields the reapers sing,
Binding up the sheaves.
And a proverb haunts my mind,
Ah a spell is cast,
“ The mill will never grind
With the water that has passed.”
Take the lesson to thyself,
Loving hesrt and true,
-Golden years are fleeting by,
Youth is passing too.
Learn to make the most of life,
Lose no happy day,
Time will never bring thee back
Chances swept away.
Leave no tender word unsaid,
Love while life shall last—
“ The mill will never grind
With the water that has passed.”
Work while yet the daylight shines,
Man of strength and will.
Never does the streamlet glido
Useless by the mill.
Wait not tiil to-morrow's sun
Beams upon the way,
All that thou caust call thy own
Lies in thy to-day.
Power, intellect and health
May not, cannot, last—
" The mill will never grind
With the water that has passed. ”
Oh, the wasted hours of life,
That have drifted by,
Oh, the good we might have done,
Lost without a sigh.
Love that we might once have saved
By a single word,
Thoughts conceived but uever penned,
Perishing unheard.
Take the proverb to thine heart,
Take, oh, hold it fast,
“The mill will uever grind
With the water that has passed.”
MISCELLANY.
OUlt LOVE LETTERS.
BY B. H.
I was betrothed in infancy to Miss
Gertrude Duval.
There I pause
Ihe statement sounds romantic.—
may doubt the facts, but who
can tell to what length a romantic wo
man may go ?
'lliere were three romantic women
in our family ; my mother, Gertrude
a n<l a maiden aunt, who had property
u hicli she wished to* bestow upon us
“jintly,’’ ala Captain Cuttle.
, Circumstances separated Gertrude
and I before wo were old enough to
ta'k.
rh,, y drove me and my small affi
aneed, then att red in dresses three
hints her own length, to Kingston.
I believe I have a dim remembrance
01 her as she appeared while sucking
ai > orange; hut when my mother would
say :
“Dh, Effingham, don't you remember
J 'Ur sweet little wifey V —another ro
n|antic blight in the shape of the name
J ‘ hdinghain had been bestowed up-*
on me—l auswered : ‘No' as a matter
principle.
this, 1 would generally add:
i hate her ! All girls are hateful,
she is the hatefulest/
There is an age at which all boys
niake this declaration with perfect
case.
In after years, had they not lost that
for from fascinating frankness peculiar
youths of fourteen, the same boys
w °nM not unfrequently change their
So,l g and declare tbat they loved all
k’irls.
At 18 I confessed to myself that
ifos was the case.
The thought that a young beauty
"as Saving herself up for me," really
touched my soul; and when one day,
there arrived by mail, a small box con**
taiuiug a photograph of a fair-haired
young lady with dark eyes and dim
ples in both cheeks, which my mother
presented to me as the likeness of Miss
Gertrude Duval, my affianced wife. I
fell iu love with it at once, as I should
have falleu in love with any other pas
fcibly pretty portrait of a lady.
Aou are now eighteen, Effingham,'
aa id my mother, ‘Gertrude is seven
t' en. You will be of age in three years,
luoue more 1 intend to send you away
4,11 a visit; but before you meet, I
fwjl /Eastman tpratei.
trust you will gain some knowledge of
eucn other by correspondence. Of
course a betrothal in infancy is no lon
ger bind : ng. You need not gratify the
hopes of your parents unless you
choose to do/ —here my mother sighed
—‘but lam sure you wiii at least, cul
tivate the young lady’s as I have sag*,
gested. It is your place to write first.’
All I said was ;
*Yes ma’am/
But that night T went early to rav
own room # took half a quire ot note
paper under my hand and began :
“Dear Madam./’—that was too for
mal.
‘‘Respectfully Miss—” how ridicu
lous.
“My Darling Gertrude—" she‘d be
insulted.
How would it do to commence with
out any formal beginning?
But if so, what should Isay ?
I sat with ray head between my
hands and my elbows on the tabic,
when a knock sounded on the door.
I knew by the sharp sound that it
was Ohed Drake who applied for ad*
mission.
Obed was a young man some ten
years my senior, who had been left at
an eaily age upon the hands of the
world in by the disappearance
ol his father and the death of his moth
er, who had had recourse to the gin
battle to comfort her in her affliction.
Handed about from neighbor to
neighbor, lie had finally taken root in
onr house, where, discovering that,
having split wood, draw water, milk
the cows and run errands all day, he sat
up all night to study geography and
battle single-handed with geometrical
problems, my father’s scholarly heart
was drawn toward him and lie became
a sort of adopted son.
Despite his unpromising antecedents
he was a wonderfully worthy young
man, and now' a hard-Working and ris
ing lawyer.
Many scrape had he helped me out
of.
Now,as 1 heard the knock upon the
door, one that knuckles less bony
could never have made I called ‘Come
in’ in tones of relief.
Obed Drake could assuredly advise
me as to a “beginning" of my let
ter.
‘Come in/ said I, and as the door
opened a long, thin form advanced and
hall retreated.
‘Oh, if you are writing I'll not dis
turb you,’ said the voice belonging to
this apparition.
‘No, no,’ said I, ‘not at ail. Come
in ; I want you. Obed, I'm in a dil
emma. Sit down.’
Obed sat down and I confided the
facts of the case to him.
‘You see,' I said in conclusion, I am
obliged to write a letter to a young la.
dy I never saw, on whom I desire to
make a favorable impression, and I
can't imagine how I ought to begin.
U's really the most difficult task.
‘Difficult 1' cried Obed, with a curi
ous jerk peculiar to him when he was
excited. ‘Difficult! no such thing
Not at all difficult. Most enjoyable
tusk—most enjoyable. I only wish 1
had it to do. But really, do you find
it difficu’t, EiT?
‘Terribly so,' I said. Sec this is
her picture. Beautiful, isn’t it?
‘Yes/ said Obed ‘But I like dark
girls It wouldn't inspire me particu
larly. No, do you know if I were go
ing to write, 1 should imagine t > my
self quite another girl. Do you know
I should think you'd like to corres
pond with an unknown young lady.—
Here, I'll show you how I’d begin.
lie sat down to my desk ; I lit a
cigar ; he took up my pen.
Instantly it began tjfly over the pa
per.
With his shoulders to his head and
his nose on the lines, Obed worked
away.
I liuished one cigar and lit another ;
still he wrote on.
At last three sheets of note-paper
lay in a pile before him.
‘ There,' said Obed with a long breath,
‘that is a little of what I would say.
He selected a cigar for himself and
puffed in silence while 1 read his pro
duction.
‘lt's very fine letter, Obed,' I said.
‘I couldn't do anything half so good.
Bless my soul, how many quotations?
Where do you keep them stored away?
I say, Obed, would you mind my
just copying this and sending it?
‘Do as you like, Eff. I'd have taken
more pains, however, if I had thought
of that.’
I took advantage of his permission,
copied his letter and sent it to Miss
Gertrude Duval,
In less than a fortnight I received a
reply.
It was long, poetical and as full of
quotations as O bed's had been. In
fact, it was a complete answer to his
epistle.
Of course I took it to Obed.
‘Fine letter/ he said, as lie turned
its pages for the third time. 'I say if
this was to me, I would get up a fa
mous reply. This remark now about
men and their want of appreciation of
women, and quotation, twisted to Hiiit
herself; now I'd say—'
‘Ob< and/ I cried, ‘do you say what
you like. The young woman is too
opinionated for me ; she knows too
much; she is too sharp I cai/t write
to a girl like that. And who would
think it from her picture V
Nobody/ said Obed. She looks like
a bread and butter miss/
Then he once more seized upon pen
and paper, and this time an enormous
p icket made its way to Kingston.
To cut a long tale slnnt, Ohed and
my young betrothed were soon ex
changing not so much letters as parcels
of manuscript.
They wrote regularly, and touched
upon every subject under the sun, from
love to electricity
They had read every aulh r who
ever wrote, and had opinions on every
‘ism' that bewildered peopl es brain.
Of course I knew' that Ohed, who
was at least eight-and-twenty, had
dabbled in everything ; but. 'hat a girl
of seventeen should have gone as far
as he, was a myst-ryl could not ex
plain. It did not attract me
B”t for that beautiful portrait, I
should have returned to my youthful
opinion ol Miss Gertrude and declared
that I had hated her; but the face was
prettier than any I knew, in my eyes.
Sometimes mother perused what she
supposed to be our c irrespondence,
and complimented us on our flowery
expressions.
But one or two letters were too hea
vy for light leading and once she re
marked, having folded the many
sheets ol Gertrude's last with a heavy
sigh :
‘There is so much about the doctrines
of Confucius, my dear. 1 hope that
he is not one of those liberal preachers
silly young people are all running af
ter nowadays and that if you do mar
ry You’ll t&ke a pew at Dr. Crosby's.
1 hope she doesn't go to hear this Con
fucius regularly.
However the poetical epistle pleased
her, and when the corresp mdenoe had
been going on for a year it was de
cided in family conclave that I had
better go and visit my brother.
It was decided also that Obed should
go with me.
With a new' wardrobe, a full pocket
book and my parent‘s blessing, I start
ed on my romantic journey.
I left the letters at horn", but I took
the photograph.
Obed attended to such practicable
matters as baggage and lunches, tack
led cabmen, and saw that we were not
sent into the roof ol any hotel we pa
tronized.
I must confess I felt that he was not
ornamental, with his tallow-colored
complexi >n and bean-pole aspect, his
wil 1 sweep of greenish-yellow hair and
his large knuckles; but he was useful,
and l was very fond of him, and it
might hurt his feelings to explain to
him that bis grey traveling suit was
three sizes to small lor him.
We reached Kingston and made our
way to a most respectable house with
a laige garden, where dwelt the par
ents of my affianced.
Having attired ourselves for a call,
we engaged a cab to take us hither,
and arrived in middle ot a fine summer
afternoon.
To our inquiries, the little servant
who opened the door, rep ied that Miss
Gertrude was in ‘the arbour,' and as
we had heard much of ‘the arbour/ in
the letters, and it was in lull sight 1
suggested to Obed that we should
approach unseen and surprise the lady
by our appearance.
It was an impudent tiling to do,but
considered myself privileged.
We aeeordingfy followed the wind
ing Avalk with careful steps, and arriv
ing at the ardor, peeped through the
vines and saw, not one young lady,
but two.
The youngest was the original of
my picture, fair with golden hair, dark
eyes, dimples and a rose-hud mouth.
The other w is about thirty, sensible,
shrewddookiug, and very dark. She
was writing.
The sheets of note paper on the table
looked familiar.
‘Finished/ she said, laying down her
pen. ‘And as lie's to come soon, tbat,
EASTMAN, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 14, IS7B.
Cats. —Of all the nations of antiqui
ty, the Egyptians were most noted for
their appreciation of the useful quali
ties of the eat, whose protection was
indispensable against the multitude of
rats and mice with which the country
was infested. It accompanied them
in their fowling expeditious; it was a
capital offence to kill one; and when'a
cat died, it wms embalmed buiied at
Babistis—the city sacred to the moon
—of which divinity the cat was con
sidered the symbol.
I suppose, is my last letter. Heigh-ho!
Gertrude, he is much too sensible a
a man for you How’ such a boy can
have acquired so much information I
do uot know, but I've acquired my
share of the correspondence/
‘And I'm much obliged, Martha/
said the other. ‘I never could think
of anything to write to the prosy thing.
If he is like his letters, I can't like him;
but his photograph is over so nice look
ing. May be he won't talk as he
writes.’
I looked at Obed; he looked at me.
We tiptoed our way back to the
house, found the servant and sent her
out with our cards.
* * * * * *
‘Do you know, Effingham ’ said Ger
tiude to me a week later, ‘I have a
confession to make? I didn’t think I’d
like you a bit.'
‘Why? 1
‘Don’t be offended. Your letters
were so—so solemn—like improving
works we ought to read and never
do—at least I don't/
‘Gertrude/ said I, ‘I have a confes
sion to make too. I never wrote one
of those letters; Obed did them for
me.‘
‘Oh!‘ said she, ‘do you know that
Martha wrote al mine?*
Afterwards I told her that I did know
it, but not then.
‘Mr. Drake is a very nice person,
isn‘t be?‘ asked Gertrude very soon.
‘A splendid fellow/ said I.
‘I am very glad ‘ said she, ‘fin* Mar
tha is engaged to him; and she told
me she did not believe you ever wrote
a word of those letters/
So I returned home with news that
made my mother happy; but Obed
stayed behind.
He married Miss Martha, and set
tled down in Ki ngston. He is a suc
cessful lawyer
She occasionally lectures, and both
seem to be as happy as Gertrude and
I, and only for our love-letters they
might never have met.
Says my wife Sometimes:
‘Well, they were our love-letters, af
ter all/ —Sunny South.
—• ■*.
Curious Facts About Bliiul Tom.
An exchange Las these interesting
I facts about Blind Tom, the celebrated
Colored pianist. Blind Tom's birth
place is Georgia, and he began to ex
cite attention as a musician at the age
oi tour years. All sounds afforded bin?
delight; even the crying of a child
caused him to dance about in a state
of ecstaey. When at home he often
bit and pinched his brothers and sis
ters to make them emit cries ol pain.
If kept away from the piano, he would
beat against the wall,drag chairs about
the room, and make all sorts ol noises
When iu London a flute was produced
for him of a very complicated pattern,
and having twenty-two keys, lie fre
quently rises up at night and plays
this instrument, imitating upon it all
sorts ol sounds which lie may hear at
the time. Once, when an agent at
tempted to make him stop playing a
piano at a high-toned hotel at three
• /'clock in the morning, Tom seized him
and threw him through the door. Iu
Washington he threw a man down
stairs who came into his room. When
at home in Georgia Ire lives in a uuild
iug about two hundred yards fiom the
house-and there remains alone with
Ins piano, playing all day and night,
like one possessed with madness. Bad
weather has an effect upon his music.
In cloudy, rainy seasons, he plays som-
II re music in mmof chord; and when
the sun shuies and the birds sing, he
indulges in waltzes and light music.
Sometimes lie will hummer away for
Lours, producing the.most humble dis
cords imaginable. Suddenly a change
comes over him and he indulges in
magnificent bursts of harm my taken
from the best productions of the
masters. He played nearly as well at
the age ol seven as he does now. But j
now his repertoire is much larger, as ■
he can play anything he has eveiohearJ. !
He now plays about seven thousand |
pieces, and picks up new ones every
where
The Teacher and her Critic.
An intelligent gentleman, who was
a religious skeptic, visited a Sunday
school out of curiosity, and happened to
take his seat near the infant class,
where he waited till the exercises were
over. The lady who had charge of the
class was telling the little ones about
the Saviour, in the familiar language
which all children understand, and the
skeptic heard her words. Ilia fixed
attention deceived the teacher, and she
supposed him to be in full sympathy
with her work, until at the close he
spoke to her, an 1 then his remark, and
the half sneering smile that aceompa-N
nied it, caused her to see her mistake.
‘Pardon me, madam but are you
not throwing awav your time, teach'
ing these babies about a person called
Christ? Supposing there was any
thing useful in the knowledge of such
a character, they will soon forget ev
erything they have learned about him*
The lady had discretion as well as
piety, and refrained from answering
this rather rude criticism in an argn
mentat've spirit, as many would have
done. She expressed her sorrow that
he did not approve her method of la
bor, and especially that he should seem
to distrust the virtue of the Saviour's
naiu°, and the wisdom and duty of
teaching little children to repeat and
love it.
In the course of the brief conversa
tion that followed, she courteously ask
ed him if his mother was living.
‘No, she is not. She died when I
was a mere ini ant.’
‘Ah, then you do not remember her?’
‘l can hardly say that I do. But
she. has been so often described to me,
and I have been told so much about
her, and tlm many excellencies of her
character, that I have a very vivid pic
ture of her in-my mind. Her life is a
dear anil sacred reality to me.'
Without knowing it, he had put in
to the teacher’s mouth the very words
she wished to say.
‘May we not hope, sir, that these
httle ones will be able to remember as
well, what they are told about Jesus
as you remember what you were told
of your mother?'
An expression of chagrin passed
quickly over the skeptic's face. He
evaded a direct reply, and the inter
view ended.
But on the very next Sabbath to
the iauy’s astonishment, the same gen
tlcuian returned, bringing ids own lit
tle girl.
‘-liis dear child/ he Said, ‘was left
motherless like tier father, at an early
age. She knows nothing of her moth
er save what I have told her. I w*sh
you to take her into 3'our class, and
teach her about Jesus Christ.’
Be Agreeable at Meals.
Every one can do something for so
cial life at the table. If one cannot
talkj he can listen or ask questions
and draw others who can talk. Good
listeners are as necessary as good
talkers. Never argue at the table;
bat tell pleasant stories, relate or read
anecdotes and look out for the good of
all. Sometimes a single anecdote from
a newspaper starts a conversation that
lasts during the meal tine. A family
table should be bright and cheerful, a
sort of domestc altar, where everyone
casts his or her offering, great or small
of pleasantness or peace ; where, for
at least a brief space in the day, all
annoyances are laid aside, all stormy
tempers hushed, all quarrels healed,
every one being glad and content to
sit down at the same board and eat
ot the same bread and salt, making it
whether it were a rich repast or a din
m-r of herbs, equally a joyful, sacra
mental meal.
Pleasant Evenings.
Make the evenings pleasant, raoth
ers, if you wish to keep yout husbands
and children at Inme. A lively game,
an interesting book read aloud, or, in
musical families, anew song to bo*
practiced, will furnish pastime that
wiif make an evening pass pleasantly.
A little forethought dnring the day, a
little pulling of wires that need not
appear, will make the whole thin^
O
easy • and different ways and means
may be provided for making the even
ings passpleasantly, and a time to look
forward to with pleasant anticipations.
We v sited once in a family where it
wis the duty ol each sister iu turn to
provide the evening's mcupation, and
there was a pleasan , rivalry between
them as to whose evenings should be
the most enjoyable. Asa natural con
sequence the brothers were rarelv
fron; home.
German Girls.
It would not be deemed improper J
for a youag lady, or even two, to at- j
tend any entertainment or visit any
place of amusement without being ac
corupanied by a parent or an elderly
person, and as for traveling alone, that
is ent rely out of the question. 1 hard
ly think they admire the independs
ence of the American girls, especially
those who venture to cross the wide
Atlantic without a care-taker. If a
gentleman should think of choosing a
German girl as helomate through life,
he does not mention the subject to her,
but must go to paterfamilias or some
married friend, and make them the me
diators. If all is satisfactory, he makes
a pres uit of a ring, and places one of
the same kind on his own linger. When
all is arranged they proceed to the
mayor’s olliee and inform him of their
engagement, when it is registered and
announced in the city papers. Printed
notices are also sent to friends, and
the happy co pie appear, arm in arm
on the streets. Alter the engagement
he can see the young lady alone and
take her occasionally to the theatre or
other place of amusement, but before
this joyful event he must also invite
the mother or the aforesaid married
frien 1. If Christians the marriage
takes place in a church always on Sun
day. 1 know of one instance where the
lady was a Christian and the gentle
man a Jew, where they were married
not less than three times on the same
day by different ceremonies, in order
to have the knot legally tied. After
marriage each lives in a great measure
indepenoent of the other. The wife
manages to have a “coffee clutch’* ev
ery week, to which she “invites all her
lady friends ; they bring their needle
work, ands tting around the tea-table
from four to half-past seven p m., in
dulire in social cup of coflee and in
pleasant conversation. During this
period the husband does not venture to
put his head inside the door. He takes
his tea at a late hour, and then ad
journs to his favorite r sort in town
where he is detained by the fascination
of billiards and beer until the “wee
small hours” warn hhn to return. lie
is really wedded to his billiards and
beer, and when at last the bier comes
to convey one of them to the final rest
ing, early in the morning may be seen
in a procession of empty carriages
headed by a few servant girls carrying
boquets of white and green, and fol
low- and by the gentlemen friends and
relatives, who always walk to the
cemetery and ride back ; the ladies
never* attend a funeral.
So far I have endeavored to give a
short sketch of “Life in Frankfort.”
which, as everywhere else is only a
“vapor full of woes,” and a few steps
carry us hastily from the cradle to the
grave. —Letter from Frankfort on-lhe -
Main.
Health of Young Ladies at School.
Whatever may be said against the
joint-education of the sexes, it is quite
clear to us that the argument from phy
sical inequality is not valid.
In the Hrgt place, well-regulated study
is not unite dthy. When a student suf
fers in health, it is generally from the
violation of the law ol diet or exercise
or relaxation, or sleep, or from too sud
den a change in his sedentary habits,
fiie last particular affects young men
much more than it does young women,
as the change with most of them is a
vastly more marked one. But at the
present day, boards of instruction are
more and more recognizing their res
ponsibility as to the health of their
students. Wlrnn they shall meet their
full responsibility in the c.ise, we shall
find that our seats of learning are
just the most healthy spots in the
world.
In the secoud place, all facts that
have been collated show that the young
women fully hold their own with the
young men without undue strain.
In the collegiate and dependent
courses of Wisconsin University there
w, ' r •, last year, three hundred and
fifty-seven students, a trifle more than
one quarter of them being young wo
mmi. Avery careful registration for
ill-health having b 'en kept, President
B a scorn found that the absences of
the young men for this cause were
proportionally three times more than
that o; the young ladies.
Deliberate with caution, but act with
decision; and yield with graciousness
or oppose with firmness.
Aho is powerful? lie who can con
trol his passi >n. W ho is rich? lie who
i3 contented with what he has.
Striped stockings cover a multitude
of shins.
-
An inside passenger—the taciturn 1
but voracious tape-worm.
The grass is about the only tiling
that gets its dew # now-a days.
Women should never study !an
gauges. One tongue is quite sufficient
for them
A woman settles a man’s coffee with
the white of an egg, but she can’t set
tle his hash with a look.
An old negro cook says: Sass is
powerful good in everything but chiU
dren. l)ey need some oder kind ob
dressiu’.
The man who gets an apple pio
into the cavity of a decayed tooth, and
hasn't a toothpick or a pin handy, is
bound to suck seed.
In one of the Paris theaters they
put a woman in a cannon and shoot
her thirty feet into the air, and she
keeps on talking all the way.
We have just been thinking how
language was brought into the world.
It was during Adam and Eve’s first
quarrel, when one word on another.
It is stated by naturalists that the
very rats come creeping out of the;
wood pile and laugh like demons when
a woman tries to cut a stick of wood..
A widower had five grown daugh
ters who wouldn’t let him take a sec
ond wife. lie gave up the wife, but
bought a savage dog, and now won’t
allow a man to cross his door-sill. If
he can t marry, the girls shan't, he
says.
A Virginia woman offers to sell her
husband at auction, and apply the pro
ceeds to the liquidation of the State
debt. ‘I can recommend him to pur
chasers/ she adds, ‘as a man possess -
ing all the qualities a woman capable
ol controlling him could desire/
John writes to ask: How should wo
begin the week? We haven't the
Scriptural regulations handy, but if
your folks wash on that day, one good
way to begin it will be by getting out
of the house before they discover that
the boiler or one of the tubs leak.
Visitor from the country, at the door
a southside residence, to ft UcnuwU
next door: ‘Juue ot :*t home,,did you 1
say/ German—‘Noin', Chanc'd nod
at home.' Visitor—‘Where is* she?'
German—‘Sln/s gone der cemetery
down?’ Visitor— I ‘When will she come
back?’ German—‘Oh, she vont come
back already any more; she's gone to
stay; she’s det/
An Irishman saw a chipmuck at
the root of a tree, and in his hurry to
load his gun, he put in a heavy charge
of powder, but no lead. As tie fired,
the recoil of the heavy charge laid
him over backward, but the animal
frightened but not hurt, ran up tiro
tree, chattering with all his might.
Ihe astonished paddy, jumping up,
exclaimed: ‘Faith and be tjabers if
you’d been on this eud of the gun
you wouldn‘t have run up the tree
saying, ‘chitter, chitter, chittcr/
A masked burglar entered a room,
where a man and his wife lay asleep.
They both awoke, when the robber
pointed a pistol at their heads, and
quietiy backed out of the room and got
(iff with his plunder. The startled
siuraberers were terribly frightened,
‘the man’s hair turning white before
morning.’ The woman was as much
scared as her husband, but upon ex**
amining her hair, which hung over the
hack ot a chair, it was found not to
have changed a particle. Something
strange about this.
Be lead in a Western exchange
that two bushels of No. 2 wheat will
pay one year’s subscription to the pa
per. This is anew feature in journal
ism, and we shall have to meet it
gradually. It is not to be expected
that we can break oft suddenly and all
at once live like Western editors.
Inti! further notice, and on this plan,
six tat turkeys, two hindquarters of
steer beef, twenty-six dozen of eggs,
thiitv bushels of potatoes, two barrels
of flour, forty quarts of cranberries,
one barrel of A sugar, and seventy
stalks ot well bleached celery will pay
for the Sentinel one year.— Rome Sen*
tinel.
NO. 46.