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_The Gainesville Eagle
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p U* e Official Organ of Hall, Banks, Towns,
nfaX’.Yr, 1 ,? 11 Diwoll counties, and the city
1 le ' Hm * l * r ß e E eueral circulation in
twelve other counties in Northeast Georgia, and
two counties in Western North Carolina.
editorial, eaglets
Several roosters went to the New
Orleans Murder Gras. Some of them
died suddenly. .
Kid gloves are now worn to the
elbow. It must take a large kid to
grow a glove as long as your arm.
“The new-born babe is the creature
of suck-em-stances.” Whitehall
Times. They have changed the name
since we were a baby.
When old Lickshingle’e boy knock
ed him down with a ftnce-rail, hs
sent for the doctor and explained to
him that he had a sonstroke.
Mrs. Felton wants to know if Bel
va Lockwood can practice law, why
sbe cannot practice politics. Both
are high and noble professions.
If Mac amateur poeLed© tq spring
that which he could not pay, it were
better to have said so like a man,
than to write mean verses about it.
We would like to know what all
the poor hens did last week while
their noble lords were dueling in
New Orleans. It must have been
very lonesome.
Eggs are fifty-seven cents a dozen
in Burlington, and only five cents in
Dahlonega, Burlington hens are too
busy dodgiDg Burdette’s Hawk eye to
devote much time to business.
Samoa is a nice place to live. You
can eat roots and herbs, and all the
clothing you need is a cocoanut
apron and a necklace of bird’s claws.
Belles and beaux dress exactly
alike.
Why do American cottons go to
England ? asks an able financial ex
change. We can tell you easy. They
get on ships, the wind blows the ship
over, and the cottons can’t help
themselves.
It will be timo enough for women
to talk about voting when-they learn
to wear their skirts short enough to
keep them out of the mud. Trains
would be very much out of place at
a crowded poll.
Lee Crandall is (secretary of the
national greenback executive commit
tee. Let Lee bring in his building
blocks, now, and erect the concern
with mimic mansard roof aud other
neat juvenile adornments.
Burdette's engraved heading,
“Hawk-eyotema, ’ has a bit of filagree
hanging down under the larboard
end liko a capital J. We have a hor
rible suspicion that be is about to go
into competition with Wilhelmj.
When they arrested a Macon boy
with an Alabama sling, he justified
himself by saying that a neighbor’s
boy had stood on the dividing fence
and announced himself as a Goliah,
and he was going over to Davidize
him.
The Nebraska grangers want coun
try produce as a circulating medium,
aud tho price aud pro rata fixed.
Good idea. Wo hope the system
will be extended so a3 to prevent the
rural subscriber from palming off a
fifty-cent load of wood for a two
dollar subscription.
One of the most beautiful tributes
to the life, character and public ser
vices of Hon. Julian Hartridge came
from Hon. W. P. Frye, a Maine re
publican. It fairly glowed and
sparkled with beautiful thoughts and
kindly feeling. If this sort of thing
is to continue the bloody shi t will
ere long be buried, oven in the land
of Blaine.
A Florida man named his little
country store Cedar Bluff, and when
somebody undertook to send him a
letter it went all over the Union,
brought up at the dead-letter office,
and was returned to the writer. As
the letter contained an account of
sales, he had lain out of the use of
his money for months, by his own
folly. Hereafter he will give his
postoffice address, iustead of imagin
ary and fanciful names.
The regeneration of the Gulf States
has begun- A correspondent of the
Boston Journal has just telegraphed
from that section that a Georgia
white man went to work last week.
The Master’s gold year cannot be far
away. —Burlington Hawk eye. Yes,
the regeneration commenced some
time ago, and one of its first fruits
was to learn us to attend to our own
business, and not slander honest
people in other sections.
Robert W. Cri ssvvell, who has
made the Oil City Derrick its wide
reputation, has accepted an engage
ment on the Cincinnati Enquirer.
The Derrick, however, seems to be
still lively. It gives this explana
tion in a recent issue: Our “funny
man” being away from home on a lit
tle “funny business,” nad our obitu
ary writer having not yet been re
leased from the lock-up, the reader
will this morning be compelled to
search the Scriptures aud advertise
ments for humorous items.
The Gainesville Eagle
VOL. Xiir.
Accidentally Innocent.
No lawyer likes going into court
with a thoroughly bad case, yet how
can he help it sometimes?
I should have more patience with
the question, “Do you ever think it
right to defend a man whom .you be
lieve to be guilty?” Were it les3 fre
quently put by people who spend six
days of the week seeking to get the
upper hand of their neighbors, and
the seventh trying to circumvent
their Maker. To the honest inquirer
I recommend the answer Dr. .Johnson
once gave to Boswell: “Sir, the law-
yer is not the judge.”
Was it my place when George Gil
bert’s little careworn wife came with
tears glistening in her eyes, to be
seech me to do what I could for her
imprisoned husband, virtually to
turn my back and leave her tired
troubled heart to break or not as it
might. I was neither a priest or a
Levite to find a ready excuse for
passing by on the other side. Yet
what could I do? George Gilbert
had been sent an a collecting tour
and had gambled away money re
ceived for his employers. It was a
plain case of embezz’ement, and the
penalty was a term of years in the
State’s prison.
“I am sure he never meant to be
dishonest*" pleaded the loyal little
woman; “he was tempted by a crafty
and designing man, but instead of
running away as others would have
done, he came back and confessed his
fault, offering to let his whole salary
go toward making up the lost money
till every cent was paid. Mr. Meek,
the junior partner, was willing to be
merciful, but Mr. Mangle, the head
of tho house, who just returned then
after a year’s absence, insisted that
the law should take its course.”
I gave her what consolation I
could, for lawyers, like doctors,
must keep their patients’ courage up
at times.
“In the first place, I’ll see Messrs.
Mangle & Meek,” I said. “Mr.
Mangle may be brought to hear rea
son, after all—if he can only be made
to sea his interest in it.
The pale despondent face cheered
no a little. My words seemed to
have inspired a sort of undefined
hope that I was far from feeling my
self.
Mr. Mangle received me with stony
politeness.
“Young- man,” his manner said,
“don’t waste any time in appeals to
sentiment; you won’t if you’ll ouly
just look at me.”
I took the hint and came at once
to business, repeated Gilbert’s offer,
and put it as strongly as possible
that more was to be gained by len
iency than harshness—ail of which
Mr Mangie hsteued to with a con
scientious scowl.
“I cannot be a party to compound
iug a felony,” he answered with a
solemn intonation.
“Nor have I asked you,” I replied
not a little nettled. “I have merely
mentioned a plan of paying back
your own, leaving it to your gener
osity to press or not to press this
prosecution.”
“Oh, it’s ail the same,” was the
con temptuoue rejoinder—‘‘anybody
bat a lawyer, with his head full of
quibs and quiblets, could see that.
Besides there was something rather
cool in the proposal to retain your
friend in our employ under pre
tence of working out the money he
has stolen, with the opportunity of
filching twice as much in the mean
time.”
I felt my temper rising, and not
caring to imperil my client’s interest
by an outright quarrel, I took a
hasty leave
H and I been in the prisoner's place
on the morning fixed for the trial, I
could hardly have ascended the
courthouse steps with moi 3 reluct
ance than I did. And whin I en
tered the court-room aud lound Gil
bert and his wife already there, and
noted the hopeful look with which
the latter greeted my coming, my
heart sickened ;;t tho thought of the
bitter c:?npr>ointrnent coming.
“The p u ; ; e is Gilbert, ” called
out 1 judge, alter disposing of
some loiujai matters.
A jury was immediately impaneled
and the case opened bv the District
Attorney.
Mr. Meek was the first witness.
The nervous, hesitating manner in
which he gave his evidence would
have greatly damaged its effect had
it not evidently arisen from a dispo
sition to do the prisoner as little hurt
as possible. But no softening could
break the terrible force of facts he
was compelled to relate.
In his partner’s absence he had
employed George Gilbert as a clerk;
had found him competent and trust
wortay; had sent him on a trip to
make collections; after receiving a
considerable sum, be was induced by
a respectable looking gentleman,
with whom he had casually fallen in,
to join a social game of cards; at
first they played for amusement,
then for money, aud after losing all
his own, in hope of retrieving his
loss, with the fatal infatuation of
that dreadful voice whose end is
swift destruction, he had hazarded
and lost the last dollar of money he
had in trust for his employers.
Mr. Meek’s voice faltered as he
closed his narrative. He was about
to say someihing about the prison
er’s good character when a disap
proving glance from Mr. Mangle
brought him to a halt.
Just then the prisoner chanced to
turn his head, and catching a glimpse
of tho senior partner, who had just
entered aud was standing among
the crowd, he started quickly, then
whispered hurriedly in my ear:
“Turn aside your face,” I whis
pered back. And the case for the
prosecution being closed.
"Have you any witness for the de
fence?” inquired the judge.
“I will call Hezekiah Mangle,” I
replied.
A buzz of surprise greeted the an
nouncement, in the midst of which
Mr. Mangle stepped forward and
was sworn.
“You have been absent for the past
year, Mr. Mangle?” I began.
“I have,’’
GAINESVILLE, GA., FBIDAY MORNING, MARCH 7, 1879.
“Traveling in different parts.’,
“Yes. sir.”
“The prisoner was employed by
your partner in your absence, and
was arrested about the time of your
return?”
“Such was the case.”
“Have yon ever seen him?”
“Not to my knowledge.”
“Or met him in your travels?”
“If he will turn his head this way
I can tell better.”
At my bidding Gilbert turned and
faced the witness.
The effect was electrical. Mr.
Mangle turned red and pale by
turns,
“One other question, Mr. Mangle,”
I resumed. “Do you recognize in
the prisoner a young man from
whom you won a thousand dollars at
‘poker’ while on your travels?” aud I
named the time and place at which
the prisoner had met with the mis
fortune.
The man of iron nerve hesitated
worse than hya more amiable partner
had doijie. He was halting between
a point blank lie, which might en
tail the penalties of perjury, and the
truth, which would cost him money.
Cowardice performed the office of
conscience, and the truth came out.
The firm’s money, which George Gil
bert had lost, had been won by the
senior partner; and the court in
structed the jury that, as the sum in
question had actually been delivered
to one of the joint owners, who was
bound to account to his associate,
the prisoner could not be convicted.
“God bless you Mr. Parkes!” fal
tered the happy little wife “I knew
you would bring us out all right-”
It was evident the truthful wo
man s nature gave me all the credit
of- a result iu whose achievement my
share had been next to nothing.
The lesson was not lost on George
Gilbert. His false step was the last;
and the richest fee I ever received
was the heartfelt gratitude of his
noble, faithful wife.
An Ingenious Ruse.
A correspondent of the Hartford
Times says: “Mrs. Isadore Middle
ton, a vary beautiful woman, and
one of the acknowledged leaders of
fashion in Mobile, can certainly boast
of the possession of as much nerve
and true moral courage as are often
vouchsafed to any of her sex.
One evening she was in her bou
doir putting away some articles of
jewelry, when she noticed that the
peculiar position of a library lamp
that was burning upon a chair in
the back part of the room had thrown
upon the floor, almost directly at her
feet, the shadow of a man who was
crouching under a broad-topped or
namental table in the centre of the
room.
She also remarked that the open
baud of the shadow had bnt two
fingers, and remembered that several
desperate burglaries had recently
been committed in the neighborhood,
suppositiously by a negro desperado,
who was notoiious as having loot
two fingers of his right hand.
Mr. MiddletoD was absent from the
city, and, besides herself in the house
there was but a single maid-borvant.
Instead of fainting with fear, or
shrieking for the brave lady
seated herself at the very table un
derneath which the miscreant was
concealed and rang for the servant.
“Hand me writing materials, Brid
get,” said she, with perfect calmness,
I want you to take a note this instant
to Mr. Forfair, the jeweler, and have
him send you back with my diamond
necklace and eardrops which I left
there for repairs several days ago.—
Bring them with you, no matter if
ful y repaired or not. They are by
twenty-iold the most valuable arti
cles of jewelry that I possess, and I
do not wish to pass another night
without having them in a bureau
drawer.
The note was at once written and
dispatched, but instead of being in
the tenor that she had signified (on
purpose for the concealed robber to
overhear, for she had no jewelry un
der repair), it was a hasty note to
the jeweier, an intimate friend, in
which she succinctly stated her terri
ble position, and urged him to has
ten to her relief, with the requisite
police assistance, immediately on re
ceipt of the missive.
The agonies which that refined and
delicate woman underwent when left
alone in the house, with the con
sciousness of the presence of that
desperate robber, perhaps assassin
as well, crouched under the very table
upon which she leaned, and perhaps
touched by her skirts, can only be
left to the reader’s imagination; but
her iron nerve sustained her through
the ordeal. She yawned, hummed
an operatic air, turned over the
leaves of a novel, and in other ways
lulled the lurker into a sense of per
fect security and expectancy, and
waited, waited with a wildly beating
heart and her eyes fastened upon
the hands of her little ormulu clock
with a greedy, feverish gaze.
At last, however, came the prayed
for relief. There was a ring at the
door bell, and she strolled carelessly
into the hall and down stairs to open
it. The ruse had been a success.—
She not only admitted Bridget, but
also Mr. Forfair and three stalwart
policemen. The latter passed steal
thily up stairs in the boudoir, where
they suddenly pounced upon the
concealed burglar so unexpectedly as
to secure him with hardly a strug
gle.
The prisoner proved to be a negro
criminal named Clapman, but mostly
known as Two Fingered Jeff, who
was in groat request about that time
for several robberies committed in
the neighborhood a short time before
and he is now serving a twenty
years’ sentence in the Alabama State
prison.
Leisure without learning is death,
and idleness the grave of the living
man. It was a brave saying of
Scipio—and every scholar can say it
—that he was never less alone than
when alone. We pity those who
spend themselves and misspend their
time in doing nothing—who are al
ways idle or ill employed.
CARRYING PISTOLS.
I A Georgia Judge’* Way f Enforcing
the Law.
| Our reform legislature, among the
many good things that it proposes
to do for the people, is trying, I be
lieve, to amend the law in reference
to canying pistols. A prominent
Georgian told me an incident the
other day that may be of interest,
and which he assures me actually
occurred: Georgia has a stringent
pistol law. The penalty is the for
feiture of the pistol, a fine of fifty
dollars, and, at the discretion of the
court, imprisonment for thirty days.
A short time after this law went into
effect, Judge Lester was holding
court in one of the mountain conn
ties of north Georgia, and, right in
the midst of the trial of a cause, he
asked the attorneys to suspend a few
moments, and told the sheriff to lock
the court-house door and let no man
pass out without permission from
him. Then said tne judge in his
firm, decided way: “Gentlemen, I
saw a pistol on a nan in this room a
few moments ago, a dl cannot recon
cile it to my sense o.t duty as a peaev
officer to let such a violation of fclifi.
law pass unnoticed. It may be that
it is my duty to go before the grand
jury and indict him, but if that man
will walk up to this stand and lay his
pistol and a fine of one dollar down
here, I will let him off tkiß time; oth
erwise I will go before the grand jury
and testify against him.”
The judge paused, and an attorney
who was sitting down just before the
stand got up, slipped His hand in his
hip-pocket, drew out a neat ivory
handled Smith & Wesson six-shooter
and laid it and a dollar down before
the judge.
“This is all right,” remarked the
judge, “but you are not the man that
I saw with the pistol.”
At this another attorney, sitting
immediately in front of the judge, got
up, and, drawing out a small Colt’s
revolver, laid it and a dollar bill up
on the stand.
“This is right again,” Baid the
judge, “but you are not the man I
speak of.”
Thereupon, a large men just out
side of the bar walked around, ran
hi3 hand in his bosom, and, drawing
out a huge old army pistol, laid it
and a dollar on the stand.
“I declare," continued the judge,
“if this don’t beat all; you have
done right, my friend but you are
not the man that I saw with the pis
tol.”
This process went on until nine
teen pistols and nineteen dollars
were lying on the judge’s stand.
Then there was a pause, aud it ap
peared as if the crowd was pretty
well disarmed; at least, if there were
any more pistols in the house their
owners did not seem disposed to give
them up. in
“Gentlemen,” resumed the judge,
“here are nineteen persons who have
acted like men in this business, but
the man that I saw with the pistol
has not come up yet, and now,’’ con
tinued he, pulling out hi3 watch and
looking toward the far side of the
court house, “I will give him one
minute to accept my proposition,
and if he does not do it in tnat
time, I will point him out to tiie
sheriff tad order him to take him in
to custody.”
Immediately two men from the
back part of the house began to move
towards the judge’s stand. Once
they stopped and looked at each
other, and then, coming slowly for
ward, laid down their pistols and
their dollars. As they turned to
leave the judge said: “This man with
the black whiskers is the one that I
saw with the pistol.’’
Then Judge Lester gave a short
lecture upon the cowardly, foolish
and wicked habit of carrying con
cealed weapons, and assured his
audience that in the future the law
would be strictly enforced. The
court proceeded with its regular
business, and it is needless to add
that in that county the habit of car
rying pistols was broken up. Jan.
Why William Sharp went to
lied.
The passion of love often reacts
strangely on undisciplined minds,
and frequently produces on them
most unlooked-for results At Keith
ley, at the beginning of the present
century, lived a young man named
William Sharp. He fell desperately
in love with a girl, the daughter of a
neighboring farmer. Every thing'
went smoothly till the wedding |
morning, when the fathers'eould not;
agree how much to give the young j
couple to start them in life; and lit
eraliy at the last moment in church
the match was broken off, This was
too much for the weak mind of Wil
liam Sharp; he went home, went to
his bed, and never rose from it again.
He was just thirty when he thus
isolated himself from active life, and
he died in his bed at the age of
seventy-five. His room was about
nine feet square. The floor was
stone, and generally damp. The
window was permanently fastened;
some of the panes were filled in with
wood; and at the time of his death
it had not been opened for thirty
eight years. In this dreary cell did
this strange being immure himself.
He obstinately refused to speak, and
gradually every trace of intelligence
faded away. His father left an am
ple provision for his eccentric son,
and he was well looked after. He
ate as much as an ordinary day-la
borer, and at his death weighed
above sixteen stone. In Harrogate,
several years ago, lived a woman
who for the same caused behaved in
exactly the same manner. Her pa
rents having prevented her marriage
with a worthless character, she took
to her bed, and nad kept it for fiftea
years; and, if not dead, is probably
keeping it still.— Chambers' Journal .
They do things with dispatch in
Texas. A man in a certain neigh
borhood, who had lost a valuable
mare, received the following tele
gram : “Mare here. Come get her.
Thief hung.’ 1
I SMALL BITS.
I Or Va-ioa Kinds Carelessly thrown To.
gether.
Anew broom sweeps dirt.
I If a small boy is a lad, is a large
boy a ladder ?
Pistol firing on the streets are the
off-shoots of a bad education.
The convict’s serenade to the war
den: “How can I leave thee?’’
Tne improvident man is hard to
kill because he will not die worth a
cent.”
A hen 25 years old is a Western
curiosity. Never used tobacco in
any form.
“You flatter me,’’ as the orange
said to Judge Davis when he sat
down upon it.
Forty saloons and ten faro banks
already enliven the young mining
town of Bodie, Cal.
&
Tiqies are spoken of as very hard
whin a loafer announces that be is
fi#\ing to work for his board.
* ikjere is only one
to appear to be virtuous ana
happy, and that is to really be so.
A bad boy becomes a bad man
about as easily and almost as inevi
tably as a tadpole becomes a frog.
The girl of the . is the girl who
makes a— for the grate and puts
the : whenever her beaux, ’round to
see her.
More timber is used under ground
in the Comstock lode tnan has been
employed in the construction of San
Francisco.
The immaculate purity of politics
is indicated by the modern motto of
office-holder, “United we steal, divi
ded we can’t.”
From the debris of their coal
mines France makes aunually 700,-
000 tons of excellent fuel, and Bel
gium 500,000 tons.
It may sesm a little late to express
sympathy, bnt if Job ever had a ripe
aud blooming boil square on his
Adam’s apples he has our heartiest
condolence.
The Norristown Herald indicates
its belief in the oriental origin of man
by stating the well-known fact that
both the poppy and the mummy
come from the east.
Iu Kentucky, when a mule gets so
lazy that he won’t work more than
nine or ten hours a day, they trim
his ears down and sell him to a Chi
cago man for a carriage horse.
“Your late husband, madame,” be
gan her lawyer. “Yes, I know he
was always late oat o’ nights, but
now that he’s dead don’t let us up
braid him,” said his charitable wid-
Lw.
Temperance societies have lately
been formed in Hanover and Got
tingan, with a view, not of prevent
ing the use of beer, bnt of reducing
its consumption to moderate propor
tions.
In the cars which stood on the
track at Etie, snowbound for four
days, there w*ra nine tons of silver
bars and $300,000 in gold coin be
longing to the government. Not a
dollar was lost.
These mornings are not remarka
ble for their torrid temperature, and
when a man washes him self up stairs
and then has to walk clear down to
the kitchen for the towel, there is
apt to be war in the mansion,
A four-year old girl, left alone
witn an infant in Urbana, 0., said
to the mother on her return: “Oh,
baby’s all broke.’’ The baby was
dead, having fal'en from the little
gills arms and had its neck broken.
Little four-year-old Mary com
plained to mamma that her button
shoes were "hurting.” “Why, Mary,
you’ve put them on the wrong feet.”
Puzzled and ready to cry, she made
answer, “What’ll I do mamma ? They’g
all the feet I’ve got!”
He was getting a certificate from
the clerk, and in reply to the usual
question, “First or second mar
riage?” he said: “It’s my second
marriage, I’m sorry to say; but my
first wife requested me to marry
again, and I’m going to do it.”
“No, thank you, I never waltz. Ma
says if any one of the young men
want to hog me they must do it on
the sly; she won’t have them mussing
my dress up and leaving finger
marks on my white waist so long as
she does the washing and has to sup
port me.”
,‘What kind of testimony do you
call that ?” said the county attorney
to one of the witnesses before the
grand jury, wno was inclined to be a
little evasive. “Jackson’s Best,” was
the prompo reply. The lawyers who
were in the habit of using tobacc o
saw the point and smiled all over
their faces.
Mr. Spurgeon is credited with this
this design on hubby’s happiness:
“When I am marrying young couples
I generally ted the young lady to
let her husband be the head, for that
is according to Scripture and nature;
but I always advis9 her to be the
neck, and twist him round which
way she likes.”
John was a nice boy. He prac
ticed salf-de-ni-al. Do you know
what it is to practice r,elf-de-ni-al ?
No, you say. Well, I will tell you.
John and his kind aunt went to
church one day. Aunt Jane gave
John a dime to put in a box for the
hea-then. She also gave John a
loz-enge. John liked loz-enges.
Some boys would have eaten the
loz-enge right up. But John did
not. He prac-ticed self-denial. He
put the loz-enge in the box. He
►kept the dims in his pock-et, So,
,you see, by practicing self-de-ni-al
and go-ing without his loz-enge that
day, John could buy all the loz-enges
he wanted the next day. He could
buy a top and some mar-bies ai-so.
Now you know what self-de-ni-al
is-
A Stubborn Man.
From Mr. A. J. Twiggs, we learn
that Pimonti, the Italian who was
convicted of attempting to murder
Joseph Guiffrida, with a hatchet,
and sentenced to ten years at hard
labor in the penitentiary, refuses to
work and has eaten nothing since
last Monday morning. At that time
he ate a hearty breakfast and worked
afterwards for about ten minutes,
but then threw down the spade and
declared that he would work no
more. He was tied up and severely
whipped, but this had no effect what
ever. He laughed during the inflic
tion of the punishment and told his
guards it was no use. He was
flogged a second and a third time,
but with like result. Mr. Twiggs
seeing that Pimonti was determined
iu his course and that punishment
availed nothing, told tne keeper not
to whip him any more. He says
that he does not intend to eat again
unless he is given anew trial. He
is getting very weak, and cannot live
much longer if he perseveres. Mr.
.Twiggs asked him Friday afternoon,
if 'k*- juGfr'Caffer hunger.
**N6,” he said, “hurt Three days;
’ ery nice now’-nothing no hurt
me.” Then, piling up a handful of
live coals from the fire and holding
them out in the palm of his baud, he
said to Mr. Twiggs, “Can you do
that ?” Upon Mr. Twiggs answering
in the negative, he smiled and con
tinued to hold the coals until they
turned black and then tossed them
towards one of the guards, remark
ing as he did so: “You hab plenty
dem when you go down stairs,
(meaning the abode of his Satanic
majesty.) Mr. Twiggs says the
smoke from the burning skin and
flesh rose up from Pimonti’s hand
while he held the fire, but he did not
wince a particle. Mr. Twiggs asked
him if he wanted to kill himself why
fie didn’t run by the guards, and
then he would be shot. “Den me go
down stairs,” was jthe reply. “But
won’t you die if you don’t eat any
thing ?” said Mr. Twiggs. “Yes, but
me no killee myself; magistrate and
guards do ic,” said he, “Christ go
into Jerusalem when he know Jews
going to crucify him, but he no kil
lee himself. Well, de magistrate and
da guards, dey de Jew, dey killee
me.” He insists that he didn’t have
a fair trial; that he had two “prov
ers” who would have sworn that
Guiffrida had threatened to kill him
on sight. He says that he doesn’t
mind working ten years, but that a
negro named Williams, who was con
victed of larceny, at the same term
of the court, was only sentenced to
fonr years. This, he contends, was
not right, as the negro’s crime was
far worse than his. He is under the
impression that if he were sent to
Atlanta he would get another trial.
Mr. Twiggs told him if he would eat
lie would write to the governor, but
Pimonti only smiled and said: “Well,
you write. Me live five or six days
longer.” “But,’’ said Mr. Twiggs,
“you may be dead when the answer
gets back.” “Then,’’ replied Pimon
ti, “you write to magistrate (gover
nor) and tell him man dead; take
no more trouble.’’ Mr. Twiggs says
it is undoubtedly certain that he has
not eaten a morsel since Monday
morning. He is not at all violent
and gives no trouble beyond his re
fusal to eat or work. Whenever
told that he must go to work, he
shrugs his shoulders aud says: “Bring
de strap,” meaning that he is ready
for punishment.”
Francis C. Barlow and John B.
Gordon.
You may not be aware that it was
Gen. Gordon’s command which
struck the flank of the Eleventh
Corps on the afternoon of the first
day at Gettysburg, and after a short
but desperate conflict broke its line
and swept it from the field.
In that fight Gen. Barlow, of New
York, commander of the First Divis
ion, fell dangerously and, it was
thought, mortally wounded. He
was shot directly through the body.
Two of his men attempted to bear
him through that Bhower of lead
from the field; but one was instant
ly killed, and Gen. Barlow mag
animously said to the other: “You
can do me no good; save yourself if
you can.’ Gordon’s brigade of Geor
gians, in its wild charge, swept over
him, and he was found by Gen. Gor
don himself, lying with upturned
face in the hot July sun, nearly par
alyzed and apparently dying. Gen.
Gordon dismounted from his horse,
gave him a drink of water from his
canteen, and inquired of Gen. Bar
low his name and wishes.
Gen. Barlow said; “I shall proba
bly live but a short time. Please
take from my breast pocket the
package of my wife’s letters and read
one of them to me;’’ which was
done. He then asked that the oth
ers be torn up, as he did not wish
them to fall into other hands. This
Gen. Gordon did, and then asked:
“Can Ido anything else for you,
General ?” “Yes,” replied Gen. Bar
low, earnestly. “My wife is behind
our army. Can you send a message
through the lines ? “Certainly I
will,” said Gordon, and he did.
Then directing Gen. Barlow to be
borne to the shade of a tree at the
rear, he rode on with his command.
The wife received the message and
came harmlessly through both lines
of battle and found her husband,
who eventually recovered.
Since Gen. Gordon’s election to
the United States Senate, both he
and Gen. Barlow were invited to a
dinner party in Washington, and
occupied opposite seats at the table.
After introductions, Gen. Gordon
said: “Gen. Barlow, are you related
to the officer of your name w'ho was
killed at Gettysburg?” “lam the
man,” said Barlow. “Are you rela
ted to the Gordon who is supposed
to have killed me ?” “I am the man,”
said Gen. Gordon. The hearty
greeting which followed the touch
ing story, as related to the interested
guests by Gen. Barlow, and the
thrilling effect upon the company,
can better be imagined than de
scribed.—Boston Transcript .
Badly Demoralized.
The insurance agents are not
“chronic grumblers,” but there is an
element of discontent among them
that has a tendency to elongate their
faces and make some of them ill-na
tured at the supper-table. Our re
porter was hanging around one of
the prominent insurance offices last
week and overheard the following
conversation.
Applicant for insurance steps in
and addresses the agent—How much
will you charge for $5,000 insurance
on my house up on “the Reserve”
for three years ?
Agent (smilingly)—How much are
you willing to pay ?
Appliacn—l am not wililng to pay
any thing. I want to know how
cheap it can be done.
Agent—(tremblingly(My dear sir,
our rate has been 1 cent for each
SIOO. With my policy I shall pre
sent you with a piano-forte, a sewing
machine, an organ, a bed-room set,
a live baby in a patent jumper, or a
tax title of 160 acres of stump lands
out of our gift department if you
leave the risk to me. “You pays
your money and takes your choice. '
Will you allow us, sir, to write the
risk 1- ?
Applicant (turning to Rave) —No;
I will look about a little first, and
perhaps I can do better.
The agent sank into his chair ex
hausted, and asked our reporter if he
could lend him a half a dollar with
which to increase the “bait.”
Marriage.
We are too apt to treat marriage
too light, and as a subject of jest or
ridicule. When a man marries, he
marries for heaven or hell. Build
not your hopes on the color of a
sparkling eye, or the flush of a fair
cheek. The time will come when
you will want not a pet or doll, but
a genuine heroine in your homes;
when you return from the store sor
rowful and in despair at losses, and
you need sympathy and encourage
ment—a help that will give a fore
taste of that heaven where bank
ruptcy never comes. You will want
a wife then who can sing just as
before. There are women whose
lives have been so sanctified by mis
forture, that they got more harmony
out of a Wheeler and Wilson than
they can get out of a Chicker
ing Grand or a Steinway. [Laugh
ter and subdued applause.] Some
of you will never know what homes
are until trouble comes. The wife
may have been found of gayety and
life; but one touch of trouble will
turn her into a Miriath’ shouting her
songs of triumph by the banks of the
Red Sea. Cry unto God for assist
ance. Make a mistake here and you
yinlrp i< forever. They who .marry
in Christ shall walk together in that
day when the Church takes the hand
of the Lamb of God and walks amid
the swinging of golden censers. —
Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage.
Electric Commmiicatitm with
Trains in Motion.
M. de Bailleuache a French scien
tist, has invented a mode of com
municating with a moving train,
which has been tried with success on
the Western Railroad of Paris.
Along the center of the line between
the rails, runs an ordinary telegraph
wire, placed so near the ground
that the ash-pan of the locomotive
passer over the wire freely’ but it
is very careful isolate. In the train
is a van containing a telegraph
apparatus, attended by a competent
clerk. From it descends a movable
metallic lever with a conducting pad,
which runs along in contact with the
wire, the ends of which are in
communication with a special
appartus at the various stations, so
that a constant circuit is kept up and
a transmission of messages between
the train and the station is as easy as
between any two fixed points on
land. As soon as the train has passed
a station the communication is cut
oft’, so that nothing may impede its
intercourse with the one it is approach
ing. Notice can be sent to the moving
train to stop in case the track is
impeded, and the train can give
notice of its whereabouts at any giv
en moment by the ringing of a bell
or by sending a message.
flow Franklin was Cured.
Somebody has brought out the fol
lowing interesting remainiseence:
“When Benjamin Franklin was a lad
he began to study philosophy, and
soon became very fond of applying
technical names to common objects.
One evening when he had mentioned
to his father that he had swallowed
some acephalous mollusks, the old
man was much alarmed, and suddenly
seizing him, called loudly for help.
Mrs. Franklin came with warm water,
and the hired man ruthed in with the
garden pump. They forced half a gal
lon down Benjamin’s throat, then held
him by the heels over the edge of the
porch, and shook him, while the old
man sad: “If we don’t get them
things out of Benny he will be pizened
sure.” When they wore out, and Ben
jamin explained that the articles re
ferred to were oysters’ his father fon
dled him for an hour with a trunk
strap for scaring the family. Ever
afterwards Franklin’s language was
marvelously simple and explicit.”
It is a striking truth that he who
would benefit his fellow man must
walk by f dth, sowing his seed in the
morning, and in the evening with
holding not his hand—knowing that
in God’s good time the harvest shall
spring up and ripen; if not for him
self, yet for others, who, as they bind
the full sheaves and gather in the
heavy clusters, may, perchance, re
member him with gratitude and set
up stones of memorial on the fields
of his toil and sacrifice.
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NEWS IN GENERAL.
Yellow fever of a severe type has
broken out among the shipping at
Rio Janeiro.
Edison need not be in a hurry with
his electric light. Lovers can make
out with moonshine awhile longer.
Mr. Sunsford and six of his chil
dren were burned in his house at
Nelsonville, Ohio, on the 28th. His
wife and one child escaped.
Charles Petree, a ticket clerk of
St. Louis, stole 20,000 tickets and
sold them for his own benefit. He
was arrested. Gambling and fast
.women did it.
Terrific and destructive storms are
reported in southern France and
Spain, which have inflicted great loss
; and destruction on the people, and
occasioned much fatalitv to human
life.
A rm on the New Orleans Savings
Bank c >mmenced on the 24th, and
in foui days a half million dollars
was paid out. The officers say the
bank is solvent, and the run was
cause-, by a false rumor
That Mr. McLeon, of Noxth Caro
lina, v Ho has been convicted of hav
ing nineteen wives, pleads that he
was in a trance when he married
each one. That might do for twelve
or thirteen wives, but for nineteen—
never.
]SO. 10.
The New York Herald points out
the fact that with two exceptions the
vote of New York State the year pre
vious to a Presidential election has
foreshadowed the result of the fol
lowing year. Ail eyes are on New
York.
The National members of the next
congress held a meeting in Washing
ton to consider how the tail can wag
the dog. They have, as they claim,
nineteen members represented by
themselves or by letter. A few days
ago they claimed twenty-one.
Lord Beaconsfield to strangers is
an amiable old gentleman. He has a
loud, grating voice. He likes flowers
perfumes and fruit. He eats and great
deal of champagne jelly, and drinks
a great deal of black coffee. He
never smokes. He dresses to per
fection.
John G. Saxe, the wit, who has
been in delicate heafth and has done
no litierary work for some time, is
now confined to his room in Brook
lyn, suffering, it is said, from chronic
melancholy, superinduced by iilness
his own case and among members
of his family. He will be sixty-three
in June.
Captain Boyton is performing some
wonderful feats in his rubber swim
mmg suit. He came near going un
der the other day, however. He
was floating down the Ohio river,
and was caught in a gorge and nearlv
orueueu lu uSm. x? was
ficulty that ho extricated himself.
Fifty persons in Illinois have been
arrested for complicity in whiskey
frauds. Some of them are among
the most prominent and wealthy
citizens. They represent every
branch of business, and startling de
velopments are promised. No occur
rence has produced so much excite
ment in that section for years.
A Boston lady, contemplating pur
chasing a Homestead in North Caro
lina, wrote to an old settler in that
vicinity, asking if it was true, as re
ported, that the grass in that section
was infested with “jiggers” which
creep into the flesh. The reply was:
“Yes; but all you have to do is to
keep your legs greased, and they
won’t trouble you.” She concluded
not t o buy
Father Ityan, the poet priest, is
very ill at his home in Mobile from a
partial paralysis of the throat. Re
cently and prior to his severe attack
he lias shown great delight in having
the young gentlemen cf his acquaint
ance meet at his house and discuss
literary, religious and other topics
with him. His conversation is said
to be most interesting and instruc
tive.
Corbin has made a virtue of neces
sity, and withdrawn his contest for
Butler’s seat in the United States
senate. He still claims to have been
legally elected; but the senate has
refused to act on his case this session,
and Corbin thinks the jig is up. He
remarks, as a parting shot, that if
he had been admitted, he might have
been of service to the colored people
of South Carolina, now in need of
assistance.
The moral city of Chicago has just
developed a horrid sensation. A
doctor named Myers became intimate
with the wife of one of patients, Mrs.
Geldeman, and they plotted together
to get rid of their legal partners, so
that they could fully enjoy their illicit
passions. The doctor undertook to
carry out the plot, and by a process
of slow poisoning first got rid of Mr.
Geldeman, and then of his own wife.
It was several months before the facts
were found out and the guilty parties
arrested.
A dispatch to the Chicago Times
reports Gov. Marks as saying that ho
would hold every officer to a strict
accountability who turned over to
the receiver for the city, appointed
by the United States court, any ef
fects of the late city of Memphis, no
matter by whom ordered. This in
dicates that the State will appoint a
receiver. A bill looking to that end
is being prepared, and will be intro •
duced in the legislature in a day or
two. It is thought that this action
of the governor will bring about a
clash of authority between the re
ceiver appointed by Judge Baxter,
of the United States circuit court,
and the receiver to be appointed by
the governor. At all events the
prospects are most flattering for a
fight over the remains of the defunct
corporation- The officers of the late
city, by advice of counsel, will refuse
to turn over what effects they may
have in their possession, if a demand
is made upon them by Judge La
tham, the receiver lately appointed
by Judge Baxter.