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The Gainesville Eagle Published Every Fiidav Morning B Y gKI) WIN E ic II A M * h ° Organ ol ; Hall, Banlia, Towns, f <l°’ Uuion an<l Oawaon counties, anil the city or Gainesville. Has a large general circulation in twelve other counties in Northeast Georgia, an i two counties in Western North Carolina. Hark to the blithe buzz ot' the busy bumble bee ! Deuteronomy as you'd have ono my deuter you. Figure this out. Is a man un-14-8 when his affairs are at (I’s and 7V? Fashionable women are not rioted for beauty. Each one has a pan-ear. Paradoxical though it may seem, it isn’t policy for a man to play poli cy. When a man stares intently at a good-looking female, there is a wo man in the gaze. “There is no place like home’ when your mother-in-law is-around. Other places are cooler. Female seminaries do not flourish in Utah. The principals not unf're quently elope with the whole school. A fifty dollar seal skin sack looks powerful lonesome when tho mer cury swings corners in the nineties. Can a man whose chair breaks down with him while asking a bless ing at table bo said to have fallen from grace ? A poet in the Hackensack Republi can opens up anew field for llora culturists. He talks about his girl’s budded lips—tulips, of course. If resurrectionists should tamper with Brigham Young’s remains, and oach widow should offer a reward, what a bonanza they would strike. We are fo .and of vocal music Or instrument played upon, Except the vile hand organ, And the wild accnideon. —Marathon Independent. By the sweet aroma that exhales ‘from handkerchiefs during Sabbath morning services, one is reminded that there are many muskular Chris tians Whitehall Times. A-Greeu street man has what lie calls a beau catcher. It is made of hide and brindlo hair, and has good teeth above and below. None of hig girls have eyer eloped. A boy can hear a small bell half a mile when there is custard pie for dinner, but when it rings for school V cannot hear it across a board fence twenty feet away. .is V w r wva iust the same,” he said to her, languidly: “and yet I always fiad some new beauty in it.’’ Ho goes to prayer meeting every moonlight night with a different gici. An exchange says Nu-hemiah was the shortest mm mentioned in the. Bible. A contemporary says tho other is not up in his readings, and quotes Shu-hites. Til ay are both wrong. To-i is not to be sneezed at. Tho people of Ceylon bake and eat bees. If wo were going to in dulge in this kind of provender we should want to know that the baker understood his business, for if a bee should revive after he had been swai. lowed 1 A boy was asked by his father to read some poetry. The boy com menced to read: “Abou Ben Adhem —” “There, that’ll do !” yelled the father. “We don’t want any poetry in this house about a fellow who had jim jams.” lie was calling upon his girl, and a happy thought struck him. Just hs she was entering the room, ho dashed his head against the door. “Why, Harry, what did you do that for?’ He idiotically exclaimed: “1 can but a door !” She, sarcastically: “Yes; I see you can.” One day last week a North Hill man made a wager that he could eat thirty eggs in thirty minutes. He lost the money. The first egg did the business for him. It was no young, giddy, inexperienced egg . It was a venerable old sage, and it did it with its little hatek’t. —llawkeye Lovo of home is the strongest sen timent that God has implanted in the human heart. For instance:— The German loves his lager, For it makes him think of foam; The honey bee flies to his hive, [Singing:] “There is no place like comb.” A writer in the British Medical Journal says that it is well known that the habit of kissing pets of any kinds, including terriers, puppy dog-s and kittens, is apt to cause sore lips. “Such mistaken sympathy is exceed ingly daugerous, and kissing these animals often leads to a sore throat.” Girls, beware of kissing puppies; you may giv9 them a sore throat. Some men are such constitutional jokers that they will make a pun at the most critical or painful periods in their lives, A certain young lawyer furnishes an illustration in point. A few days ago he accidentally fell into a cistern on the public square. He was fished out by the neighbors, not much hurt. Spluttering and gasping, bo smiled and said: “Never mind, friends; it was only a drop in the backet l’’ The Gainesville Eagle vol. X- n. SARAH’S YOUNG MEN. Sarah Blake was neither vary young nor very beautiful, but her father owned the best and biggest farm in Horley, and being an only child she was accounted au eligible match in thrifty circles. Dick Sanders and Ted Brant were rival suitors for her hand. She had but to say the word which of them she’d have; but it was just that that made her hesitate —there was so lit tle choice between them. Such delays are always dangerous. While Sarah wavered, uncertain which to hold and which to let go, both at once her captives slipped the leash They might have pleaded that they had done no worse than others. For, when Jenny Alien’s father came with Lis beautiful daughter to dwell in Horley, there was a general flock ing of trie •toraivd' the Shj*lßC cf the new idol, and Ted and Dick only followed the n st But Sarah Blako was not a woman to view a lover’s defection lightly. Nor did it weaken her resentment to divide it between two. She had quite enough for both; and it being uncert .in which of them she would have chosen, in meting out her au ger, she gave each the disadvantage of the doubt, Jenny Allen was civil and polite to all without showing preference to any. Dick Sanders aud Ted Brant were foremost among her admirers. Indeed, the others stood a good deal in awe of them and hung back, for they were a pair of churl ish, brawny chaps, little inclined to brook competition and whose ill-will few cared to court. Between them selves the question of which should yield was fast reaching a point where its settlement by “wager of battle” seemed inevitable, when things took a turn which put anew face on af fairs. Will Harvey came from town to spend his Summer vacation at an aunt’s in Horley. One day while sauntering rod in hand, along the charming little river that wound through the valley, Will unexpectedly came on something that drove fishing completely out of his head. On a bank, shaded by ower iiangiag boughs, sat a young girl deep in the pages of a book. Her profile, which was towards him, pre sented a contour so - perfect that it would have defied the sculptor’s art to reproduce it. The shower of glossy ringlets which fell upon the m denies? neck and shoulders stole a new tinge from every shifting glim • rner of light sifted through the un dulating leaves. Her choek would pals and flush and her eyes flash and melt by turns with the varied emo called up. by what she read. Win jtrarvei mained a silent spectator of a sight so lovely, but he felt he had no right to do so. Advancing in a manner to attract the girl’s attention he raised his hat and asked some commonplace ques tions about certain localities iu the neighborhood. These answered, in a voice no rich and musical mat every tone made his heart flutter, he found more thiugs to ask about, till by degrees a conversation sprung up which lasted till the young lady, suddenly remembering how long it had continued, with a blush caugh up her gypsy hat, bade him a pleas ant good day and tripped away lightly. Thus began tho acquaintance of Will Harvey and Jenny Allen. But it was not likely to end thero. For if Will Harvey’s first stolen glimpse of Jenny settled her title, in his eyes, to be called the loveliest creature in the world, it is quite as certain that her first impressions of the hand some stranger wore hardly less exalted. „ A formal introduction followed, and in a little time Will and Jenny were so constantly together that the rural gossips began to talk ol their engagement as a thing quite settled. This was wormwood to Dick Sau ders and Ted Brant. They began to look askance at Will Harvey, and were only restrained from picking an open quarrel with him by reflecting that he was a trim-built, wiry fel low who mighn’t be so easily, han dled, to say nothing of the plucky look there was in his keen, daik eyes. One day Dick, at a turn of the lane down which he was strolling, sulking as usual over his bad fortune, was met by S irah Blake. He felt awkward and confused, Sarah had a valorous tongue and he had no ground to expect merev. To his surprise, however, she met his clumsy greeting graciously, for tho time disposed, apparently, to forget past grievances. “I’ve news,” she said; “news you’d give a deal to know.” “What is it, Sally?'’ he asked coaxiogly. “Ob, never mind,” “Come, Sally, for old acquaintance sake ?"’ Was it a smile or a scowl she gave him then? Dick wasn’t sure and was beginning to tremble again when Sarah resumed her gracious mieu. “Well, seeing it’s you,” she said, “I don’t mind telling. Jenny Allen is going to elope with Will Harvey to-night. He’s to be at her father’s back garden gate at 12 o’clock, his face covered with a black mask. When he gives a low whistle, thrice repeated, she’s to come out aud then they’ll Hit together. Here are ail the details in a note in her own hand, which i picked up after seeing it drop from Will Harvey’s pocket as he cantered down the road half an hour since. Head for yourself.” Dick ground his teeth as his eye ran over the lines which confirmed every work of S irah’s statement. “What are you going to do?” asked Sarah w■ h a provoking coolness that roused Dick’s fury, “Do?” he growled. “I’d pommel the viiiaiu if 1 could only lay hands on him l” GAINESVILLE, GA., FRIDAY MORNING. JUNE 13, 1879, “I can put you on a better plan.’’ “What is it ?” “Disguise yourself as the letter in dicates. Be there a little before the time. Give the concerted signal and when the lady comes flit with her yourself. Ten to one, when she sees the trap she’s in, she’ll marry you to avoid exposure. At any rate you’ll earn her father’s gratitude by thwarting Harvey’s plot.’’ “But suppose Harvey, too, comes before the time and we meet at the gate?’’ “Knock him down, beat him sense less, give the signal and get away with the prize before he comes to.” “I’ll do it!’ cried Dick, his eyes Hashing fiercely. “Good-by, Sally; I’ll have news for you when we next meet!” It lacked a quarter to twelve when Dick Sanders, his face masked, stole up to Mr. Allen’s garden gate. At the same moment a man similary di-guised approached by another path. For an instant the pair con fronted each other. They both sprang forward, striking out with might and vain. Blows raiued thick and fast. The combatants were well matched After a mutual hammer ing for ten minutes, without advan tage to either side, they grappled aud went down together. Then they scuffled and bit and scratched till they rolled apart from sheer exhaus tion and lay glaring at each other in helpless rage. Both their masks were torn to tatters, and a9 the bright moonlight beamed down upon their battered faces oach uttered an excla mation of surprise: , “Ted Brant!” panted the one. “Dick Sanders!” gasped the oth er. “I thought it was. that scoundrel Harvey!” replied Dick. “So did I!” rejoined Ted. A brief comparison of notes dis closed that Sarah Blake, after her interview with Dick, had had a simi lar one with Ted; the rusult being as above narrated, a desperate encoun ter, in which each thought he was pommeling away at Will Harvey. The letter we need hardly say, was amia ble Sarah’s own production. Before Dick and Ted were pre sentable again, Will Harvey and Jen ny Allen were happily married witk the full consent of the latter’s father, who, indeed, had never opposed the match. Sarah Blake is still a maiden. VVliat “Old Times” Meant. A half a century ago a largo part of the people of the -United States lived in houses unpainted, unplaster ed and utterly devoid of adornment. A well-fed fire in the yawning chusm of a huge chimney gav paryul warmth to a single room .. and H like were roasting one side v\hile A fug the other; *in contrast, a tuajNwi?' of the people of the older States n6w live in houses that are clapboarfied, painted, blinded and comfortably warmed. Then the household fur niture consisted of a few plain chairs a plain table, a bed-stead made by the village carpenter. Carpets, there were none. To-day, few are the homes in city or country that do not contain a carpet of some sort, while the average laborer by a week’s work may earn enough to enable him to repose at night upon a spring bed. Fifty years ago the kitchen “dres sers” were set forth with a shining row of pewter plates. The farmer ate with a buck-handled knife and an iron or pewter spoon, but the ad vancing civilization has sent the plate and spoons to the melting pot while knives and forks have given place to nickle or silver-plated cutle ry- In those days the utensils for cooking were a dinner pot, tea-kettle skillet, Dutch oven and frying pan; to-day tnere is no rnd of kitchen fur niture. The people of IS3O sat in tho eve ning in the glowitg light of a pitch knot fire, or read their weekly news paper by the flickering light of a “tallow dip;” now, in city and village their apartments are bright with the flame of the gas-jet or the softer radi ance of kerosene. Then if the fire went out upon the hearth it was re kindled by a coal from a neighboring hearth, or*by flint, steel and tinder. Those who indulged in pipes and ci gars could light them ouly by some hearth-stone; to-day we light fire aud pipes by the dormant fireworks in the match safe, at a cost of oua-huudred th of a cent. In those dayswa guessed the hour of noou, or ascertained it by the creeping of tho sunlight up to the “noon mark” drawn upon the floor; only the well to-do could afford a clock. To-day, who does not carry a watch? And as for clocks, you may purchase them at wholesale, by the cartload at sixtv-tvvo cents apiece. Fifty years ago, how many dwell ings were adorned with pictures ? How many are thero now that do not display a print, engraving, chromo or lithograph ? How many pianos or parlor organs were there then ? Read organs were not invented until 1810, and now thov are in every vill age. Some who may read this article will remember that in 1830 the Bible the almanac and the few text-books used iu school were almost the ouly volumes of the household. The dictionary was a volume four inches square and an inch and a half iu thickness. In some of the country villages a few public spirited men had gathered libraries containing from three to five hundred volumes; in contrast, the public libraries of the present, containing more than ten thousand volumes, have an aggregate of 10,050,000 volumes, not including the Sunday school and private libra ries of the country. It is estimated that altogether the number of vol umes accessible to the public is not less than 20,000,000! Of Webster’s aud Worcester’s dictionaries, it may be said that enough have been pub lished to supply oue to every oue hundred inhabitants of the United States. —Atlantic Monthly. STRANGER THAN FICTION. A Strange Story of Crime in tire South —The Keeovery of a Lost Danghter After a Search of Fourteen Years. [Correspondence News & Courier.] We read a great deal in the news papers about the abductioa of Char ley Ross, and of the hitherto fruit less efforts made to ascertain his whereabouts. The story of the loss and final recovery of a daughter, af ter fourteen years of constant search, has recently come to our knowledge, which, for thrilling interest, exceeds anything we have read about Char ley Ross. During the late war there lived at Waynesboro, the county seat of Burke county, Georgia, a Mr. and Mrs, Hol land, the happy parents of two little children, a boy and a girl. Mr. Hol land fas a practicing lawyer and a man of intelligence and standing in the community. Mrs. Holland was of a respectable family, and a lady of education and of good social stand ing. During the war Mr. Holland vol unteered and was a good soldier till the surrender. About the year 1801 65 a man by the name of Laud Haithcock appeared in that part of Georgia. Hh passed himself off as a horse trader and a gentleman of wealth, but in reality was a horse thief. He appeared to have plenty of money, drove lino horses, smoked fine cigars, dressed well, and was received into tho bast society. Dar ing Mr, Holland’s absence iu the war bo ingratiated himself into the good graces of Mrs. Holland. A criminal intimacy sprang up between them, and when Mr. Holland return ed home in April, 1805, the fruits ot that intimacy could no longer be concealed. Iu a few days after Mr. Holland’s return, and while waiting an opportunity to take summary vengeance on Haithcock, his wife suddenly left with Haithcock, carry ing with her his little daughter,three years old. From that time to this they have never been seen in that part of the State. About the time of their sudden departure a horse aud buggy mysteriously disappeared, and which is supposed to have been sto len by Haithcock, with which they made their way to Brownsville, Marl boro county, in South Carolina, where Haithcock was born aud brought up. From that time til! three weeks ago Mr. Holland never heard anything of the whereabouts of his wife and child. During the past fourteen years he has been con stantly engaged, whenever he could spare the time from his business, in prosecuting the search for his child. He traveled over the greater part of Georgia, and portions of M.F :! saippi, Alabama, Florida and !$/- lina, but could never , e • slightest eln* as To" wher -y Wieu auiei toting ia - papers, offering targe rewaryp for her recovery, but nothing heavy bills and grievous L'lt ment, H > finally concluded'' to stay at homo and write to the county offi cials of every county throughout th ■■ country'. After pursuing this pom for a long time, ho was iiu liv m formed by one of the county ofli naK of Marlboro county that Laud Haith cock lived in the Brownsville section of that county with a woman who answered to the description of Mr. Holland’s wife. That this woman had a young girl with her, not Haith cock’s child, whose age and general appearance pointed to her as the long lost daughter. It was first proposed that the girl should run away from her mother and go to Georgia; but to make as surance doubly sure, Mr. Holland was advised to come himself, as he alone could identify the woman as his former wife. He accordingly came by rail to Pee-Dee B.idge on the Wilmington,-Columbia and Au gusta Railroad Leaving that point, he walked to Mr. James D Hasel den’s. who lived a few miles from the station, arriving there about dark on the 4th inst. He remained with Mr. Haselden that night. After making known liis errand Mr. Hasejden’s sympathies were so aroused that he carried him in his buggy, the next day, to where Haithcock lives. For tunately, perhaps, Haithcock, who is said to be dodging from the revenue officers for retailing whisky contrary to law, was not at home. On arriv ing at his cabin Mr. Holland pushed open the door, which was partly ajar, and there sat his former wife, sur rounded by her three Haithcock chil dren and his own daughter, lie spoke to his wife familiarly, saying, “Howdy, Polly Ann.” In great sur prise she replied, “Why Howdy, Will !” After shaking hands with her, he asked, pointtng to a hand some young girl, if that was Emma? She said it was. He took the girl's hand, and with tears in his eyes, told her he was her father; that she had been taken from him when she was only three years old; that he had been searching for her for the last fourteen years; that, thank God! he had found her at last, and that he had come to take her to a comfortable home, and from the pov erty and misery in which she had been raised. He asked her if she was willing to go with him. She re plied that she was. Upon this, the old woman and the other children set up a great lamentatiou, aud said she should never go, They seized hold of her, but by some exertion Holland, with her assistance, suc ceeded iu releasing her and getting her away from the house. They went to a neighbor’s where the girl was hired out as an ordinary field hand, and got the few articles of wearing apparel which she possessed. After purchasing for her a pair of shoes and other articles at a store hard by, they returned that night with Mr. Haselden to his house, where they were cordially received, aud sent next morning rejoicing on their way to the statiou at Pee-Dee, and, we suppose, arrived at home the next day. The girl had been inform ed by some sympathizing neighbor wbo and what she was, and that her father was coming for her, which accounts for ths readiness with which she consented to go with him. She was seventeen years old the 3d day of April last, and is a girl of good address and fine appearance. She is of course somewhat sunburnt, with rough hands and large feet, having been accustomed to labor in the fields for her daily bread. She is very illiterate, never having attended school a day in her life. She can neither read nor write. Her neigh bots all say she is a clever, virtuous girl, which is no doubt very gratify ing to her father. Her brother, two years her senior, of whom she says she has a faint recollection, is a young man of fair education, and is now engaged in teaching school in Georgia, Her father, Mr. Hol land, is a practicing lawyer and a man of education and refinement. He has been legally divorced from hie first wife, a*Ld is now married art fi lms a family. Now, Mr. Editor, these are the facts. If some of the numerous nov el writers, whom the News and Courier is endeavoriug to encourage, would take them up and spin them out, a tale might be woven which would be of thrilling interest. At any rate the above demonstrates the truth of tho oid adage, that “Truth is stranger than fiction.” Marion. The Virginia Miscegenation Case. Our readers are already aware of the fact that a case involving the le gality of marriages between blacks and whites was decided in the United States District Court held at Rich mond, Virginia, by Judge Hughes, on Thursday last. It seems that a negro man and white woman had contracted matrimony in that negro paradise, the District of Columbia, and afterward determined to carry out their new relations in Virginia where the State laws prohibit such marriages. There they were arrest ed, tried and sentenced to States prison for violation of law, and, after conviction, petitioned the United States Judge for release on a writ of habeas corpus basedpn two grounds: (1) that their conviction was in viola tion of the 14th amendment of the Uoited States Constitution; and (2) that the contract was entered into in tha District of Columbia, and there fore they were not amendable to Virginia laws. As heretofore pub lished, Judge Hughes, in a carefully prepared and well digested opinion, decided adversely to these petition ers cn overy point, and his decision deserves more than a passing notice on account of the important poiuts invoked therein. In the first place, Judge Hughes decides that neither the fourteenth amendment, nor any other section of the Uoitafl States Constitution, can -id marriage in any State. •” s . "mch contracts must be govern ou by the local laws of tjfaufc as passed oj it<S s Ldgio.u turt. for the well being of its society, and the protection of its citizens. And in making this decision he draws a clear and distinct line between citi zens of the United States and of the different individual States. He holds that the rights of a citizen of the United States are those which result only from the fact that his State is one of the United States, while the rights of a citizen of a State are those which belong to him as a dis tinct member of society. Hence he plainly concludes that upon the State alone devolves the duty of pro tecting its citizens and its own socie ty, or that, in other words, there is no such thing, strictly speaking, as a citizen of the United States. Tuis is a reaffirming of the principle here tofore decided in the United States Supreme Court, and it is at this time a rnoßt important one, for upon it h#s hung the gist of all the debates in Congress, on the democratic side, over the appropriation bills. This decision of Judge Hughes adds an influence to the position there taken by the majority, which must make it self felt despite the sophistries and repeated vetoes of Mr. Hayes In the next place, the Judge deci cides that an unlawful marriage in a State is unlawful undbr all circum stances, no matter where contracted. A man cannot form such a marriage in one S.ate where it may be allowed and then claim immunity from law if he should attempt to force his unlaw ful act upon the people of any other State where his act would be illegal. And the Judge not only fortifies him self in this position by citing the fact above stated, viz: that marriage must be governed and controlled by the laws of States themselves relating thereto; but he makes his position doubly clear by showing that if a contrary principle was allowed, a marriage regarded as incestuous in a certain State might have to be endur ed, while a Mormon might bring a whoio tribe of wives from Salt Lake City, and quarter them among peo ple who hold decent and civilized ideas on the subject of polygamy, and he could not be legally molested. This argument we regard as unan swerable, and it is important in that it v ill forever determine the fate of miseegen'ition in the South. Of course no white man or woman pos sessed of a grain of self respect in the South would ever consent to such a union; still there are many negro phdists in other sections who would rejoice to see the d’sgusting practice of miscegenation established in our miidst if possible. Such as these would be only too glad of the oppor tunity to carry out their levelling add demoralizing schemes by means of mixed marriages in tha District of Columbia and elsewhere, and suose quent removals within the limits of Southern States, and then if popular indignation resented the insult, to raise aloud the cry of oppression of the poor African. This decision ef fectually disposes of all such hopes. Judge Hughes’ decision, therefore, it one of great importance to the country, whether reviewed from a political or social standpoint. The case will be carried to the United States Supreme court, but the decis ion is so logically expressed and so plainly established upon the law and the Constitution, that wo have no tear that it will not be folly sustained, First-Class Americaus! New York Sun. . The Rev Dr. Bellows, in his speech at the dinner of the Chamber of Commerce, on Tuesday, remarked that he had observed among cultiva ted Americans a certain dist ust of American institutions. He added that in a conversation he had had with Lord Napier, the Englishman told him that he had never met a first-clas3 American man whp had any confidence in the permanency of American institutions. Dr. Bel-lows said he told Lord Napier that he had never talked with the American farmers. t Hi might have told him that his intercourse must have been wi'h American snobs and fools, a class of our ssPfety which is as greedy of as sociation with a lord as any English shop-keeper. These men think to snow their aristocratio tastes by a display of contempt for the republi can and democratic institutions through which alone they have been enabled to get to such positions as they have, aud converse with a lord at all. Their ancestors, like the an cestors of most of us, were people of the middle or yeomen class in the Old World, or perhaps held even lower stations in the cast iron social system of an aristocratic country; and they immigrated hither to bet ter their condition, or get freedom to hold religious opinions which were regarded contemptuously at home., Some of them even left their native country for their country’s good, and won hero for their descend mts a place to which they could never have attained in the older and less flexi ble society.. The snobs who distrust our insti tutions because they have to vote alongside of men who do not wear so good clothes as they, and who take pride iu neglecting the duties of citi ship because they are outnumbered by sturdier meD, are themselves the sons of fathers or grandfathers who worked hard for their liviug, the majority of them laboring with then own hands, and so honestly gather ing the fortunes which their progeny enjoy. They are the descendants of the tillers of the soil who cleared away the virgin forests, aud the tra ders who bartered with the farmers, a few generations ago. If they are rich, their wealth is due to the sweat of their fathers aud to the benign in stitutions under which they live, and whose working, so imcomparably successful, drew hither millions of other toilers, who left indigence in Europe to earn their bread under the freer conditions of the great re public. First-class American men ! Lord Napier, though doubtless ciuick euought to detect aud shun an En glish snob and toady, is evidently of not so keen a scent for the American varieties of those pests. He has also met, of course, many of tho men who mistake pretension for cul ture, or who are trained so finely that their strength and earnestness are gone; or else they are imitators of these, who fancy there is a won derful gentility in distrust of the peo ple. In the first place, there are no classes in this country, in the En glish sense, though we have both our fools and our wise men, our upstarts and snobs, and our sonsible folks, who are content to let foreigners take them as they are—busy people who are trying to make their living, or to keep what they have, as their fathers did before them. The insti tutions of the conntry suit them, and they mean that they shall be perma nent. If the snobs do not a like re public, let them emigrate to a mon archy or an aristocracy and try to work their way up there. There is, however, one movement which really argues a distrust of our institutions, so far as it does not argue a desire for public plunder. It is the Grant movement, which ruDS counter to all our traditions, aud has at its head some of the most odious of our snobs and treasury leeches. Bub the people will take care of that. First-class Americans! Bah! Russian Nihilism. A distinguished agent of the Ni hilists, now in New York, has given the Herald of that city a very in teresting account of the origin and objects of that society. As ho is thoroughly posted as to the plans and aspirations of the revolutionists, his statement is entitled to more weight than the empty assertion of the average exile. Ho says the so ciety is the organ of a national fer mentation, but unconnected with and of later or'gin than the lifeless project of 1825, which was simply an attempt to transfer the power of the Czar into the hands of an aristocracy. Nihilism is purely democratic. It had its rise in the reign of Nicholas 1., who introduced the system of driving large gangs of rebels to Si beria; who inaugurated the fashion of filling offices of State with the dregs of the needy descendants of officials, thus creating a hereditary official class and alienating the well to do and the educated; who ex hausted the treasury for the army, recruiting the latter from the worst element of the rural population and supporting it by the sale of whisky, and who declared the land of the empire to bo the absolute property of the Czar. The germ of Nihilism was planted then, and it was an out growth of Sclavonic instincts. The Crimean war opened to the Russians a full view of the wide gulf separa ting them from their highly civilized foes. The reforms of Alexander 11. were a delusion. The serfs passed out of the control of despotic gentle men to go under the control of des potic ruffians. A brutal and venal policy was substituted for the nobili ty in their management. They have the right of migration, but if they use it they are paupered. The en dowment of laud, in its present sh ipo, is a curse rather than a bless ing, and they are being slowly but surely driven into Nihilism. ” The party first became active during the civil war in the United States, livery social problem in Russian life was discussed by the liberal press under assumed American names, It was not till Tourganieff had christened the movement by its present name iu his novel, “Fathers and Sons,’’ in 1866, that the police discovered the course events were takiug. Suppression ana banishment followed, but they came too late. Nihilism was a power in the laud, Tchernechefski’s novel, “What to do,” became its gospel. The first phase of. Nihilism included Communism, free love and material ism. The second has largely grown beyond these. A chaos is not pro posed; a limited monarchy would not be accepted; a republic based on universal suffrage, equality, religious and the abolition of large landed estates, is clesired. To annihilate the E&manoffs aufi de prive their beloved Germans of their influence in the government is the aim of th^ 1 society. The prsposa to assimilate all the nations which have been annexed to Russia. The order is growing rapidly; traitors are very few; the army, the clergy, the learned professions are all infected by it. Its membership is said to be more than five hundred thousand. The members devote their whole fortune aud their lives, if necessary, to the work. The justify assassination on the ground that startling examples temper the lmrshuess of the all pow erful. Exactly So. Athens Watchman. We were conversing tha other day with one of our most public-spirited and best posted citizens in reference to the development of our vast mine ral resources of Northeast Georgia and what is needed to hasteu the good work. “I will tell you in a few words,” said he, “what I consider to be the principal and almost only obstacle iu the way of a speedy development, of the untold mineral wealth of Northeast Georgia. At frequent in tervals ever since the first discovery of the precious metal in our section, parties have applied to the legisla ture to be chartered as mining com panies and to be granted certain wa ter and other privileges for a term of years. In most cases these charters were granted, but hardly one in ten of the companies thus chartered ever went to work. The result is that a company can scarcely go to work in any of the gold fields now without encroaching iu some way upon the chartered rights of some of these old corporations, and becoming involved in endless trouble and expense. As '% natural consequence men who would otherwise gladly invest their money in mining operations are scared off and will have nothing to do with it. “Well,” we inquired, “what reme dy would yon saggesfe for this evil ?” “There is a remedy,” he replied, “which I think would prove effective, and one which it is nothing but right and proper should be applied. That is, let the legislature at the ensuing July session pass an act repealing the charters of all mining companies who did not after a reasonable length of time begin active operations un der such charter. This would en courage 3 the immediate for mation of new companies; and in my opinion is the only way this can be done; because knowing the almost eer.amty of being involved in long and tedious lawsuits and the wast ing of much time aud money, they will not take hold so long as the present charters are iu force. Although we had never thought of the matter in that light before, we are satisfied our friend is entirely correct in his opinion, and vva trust our legislators will bear the matter in mind and afford the necessary re lief at the July session. Bear with each other’s faults. Love one another, and help one another. Pity each other. Bear each others burdens. We are all moving on a great —a vaster assem bly than ever moved through the wilderness of old—and when we stand revealed to him and he to us and we to each other, we shall look black with unspeakable sorrow at the jars and the discords and the unchar ties of this mortal life; and for everv sweet kindness, for every loving help fulness for every patience, and for every Half-denial or self-sacrifice we shall lift up thanks to the Almighty God. Providence looks a great way for ward and has a long reach. God sees his work from the beginning to the end, but we do not. How ad mirable are the projects of provi dence ! How remote its tendencies What wheels there are within wheels and yet all directed by the eyes in the wheels, and by the spirit of the living creatures! Let us therefore judge nothing before the time.— M. Henry. In the deepest night of trouble and anxiety and sorrow God gives ns so much to be thankful for that we need never cease our singing. With all our wisdom and prudence, and fore sight, we need never refuse to take a lesson in gladness and gratitude from the happy bird that sang all night, as if the day were not long enough to tell its joy. The spirit of self-sacrifice is one of the great beauties of holiness. It is a spirit that will sweeten happiness and lighten troubles; and when the soul is ready to wing its flight to its eternal home, it will have the un speakable consolation of knowing that it has not lived for itself, and that it has left the world happier and better in some degree than it found it. No man can be brave who consid ers pain to be the greatest evil of life; nor temperate who considers pleasure to be the highest good. In all circumstances let faith and patience have their perfect work and they will bring forth celestial fruits. RATES OF ADVERTISING. Transient advertisements will be inserted a SI.OO per square for first, and CO cents for subse quent insertions. Largo space and long ti: e wi.l receive liberal deduction. Legal adver isements at established rates and rules. Bills due up >n first appearance of advertisement unless otherwise contracted for. SMALL Hll’S Of Vai ious Kinds t'ai-elessly thrown To. getlicr. Tne professional balloonist has a soar head. ‘ Perspiration is the cheapest lux ury of the pore.”— N. O, Tunes Man leads woman to the altar—in that acl his Padeship begins and ends. We generally prefer new articles to old cnes—the new madus to the old maids. The sieve through which the man strained every nerve is for sale at less then first cost. “We’-l let the subject, drop,” as the grave robbers said when the pblice man chafed them. A witty lady being asked her opin ion of moustaches, replied:“l always set my face against them.” The fat boarder called the mould on the pie an oasis—a green spot on the desert.— Boston Transcript. A celebrated wag was asked if he knew Theodore Hook. Yes he re plied, “Hook and aye are old associ ates ” Tha foundation for the meanest man is laid when a small boy turns the worm-hole in an apple for his companion to bite from. The Englsli never got hold of a Zululogieal garden which bothered them half as much as that chap down iu Africa. — Detroit Free Press We think it more than right that men should seize time by the fore lock for tha rude old fellow, sooner or later, pulls all their hair ou' Voltaire said of Mademoiselle Livry: “She was so beautiful that I raised my long thin body aud stood before her like a point of admira tion.” NO. 23 The females of some of the Indian tribes in order to keep silence, fill their mouths with water. Oar wo men fill theirs with tea, and gossip more than ever. “Shall I cut this loin of mutton saddlewise?” said a gentleman. “No,” said one of his f■ ■ ; “cut '5 bridlewise, for then lin > . lance no get a bib in my mouth. A Texas chap >. ; am and no attention was pa . *1 > , but one day he stole a mule ai ii eB3 than an hour the infuriat. ' ' is hang ed him. —Oil City Deer b. “Isn-t my photograph excellent ?” - said a young wife tc her husband. “Well my dear,” replied he, “there’s a little too much repose about Uie fhouth for it to be natural.’’ About the guiltiest looking person in this world are a man accused of a crime of which he is innocent and a newly mrrried coup'o trying to p .as for veterans, —N. Y. Cammc-eml. He ran three squares after wlrwhe thought was a street car, and afKr he got out of breath, he laid down on the doorstep disgusted to fiud out t iatit was only a lightning bug on his spectacles. A great physician observes it is his opinion that the brain is not injured by intemperate drinking, as is gener ally supposed; for, he adds, a man given to intemperance in tuat way, cannot have any brains. Faith may be able to remove a mountain, but when a woman takes her knit ting and patchwork and vis its Imr next door neighbor, it will tako derrick as well as faith to re move her to her own house in time to prepare her husband’s dinner. A gentleman, having occasion to call on an author, found him at home in his study. He remaiked the great heat of the apartment, and said it was “as hot as an oven.” “So it cught to be,” replied the author, “for it is hero I make my bread.” “I wish I were yon about two hours,” she said with great tender ness. “And why, dear ?” he asked, with considerable interest. “Be cause,” she said, toying affectionate ly with his watch chain—“because then I would buy my wife anew bon net.’’ The latest conundrum, and we don’t know who is responsible for it, is, “Which is the hardest, to kiss a girl leaning from you, or climb a fence leaning to you ?” There is no answer, as only one side of the prob lem has ever been tested. — Hawlceye. Anxious mothers are not in so much fear as they used to be about their children getting gowned while in swimming, but they have to keep a bright lookout to prevent their do ing themse ves to death in wA’fing matches. —Cincinnati Saturday Niyul. A country youth came to town to see his intended wite, au<l fur a long time could think of nothing to say At last, a great snow falling, he took occasion to tell her that his father’s sheep would be all undone. “Well,” said she, taking him by the hand, “I’ll keep one of them,” A colored child had a fail from a second story window the other day, and his mother, in relating the inci dent at a grocery store, said . ADere dat child was a coming down feet fast, wid every chance of being killed when de Lawd He turned him over, de chile struck on his head, and dere wasn’t so much as a button flew off.” As several neighbors of a rather dishonest man who kept a turner’s shop were discussing his wonderful skill in his art, one of them remarked that skillful as ho "was there was one thing he couldn’t turn “What i3 that?” was the general inquiry. “An honest penny/ was the satisfac tory reply. “Why don’t you fire at those par triges ?” exclaimed a gentleman to a Cockney sportsman; “don’t you see you have the whole covey before you?” “I know I have,” sail Tom kins; “but when I have a good aim at one two or three others will fly up right betwixt me and the one I aim at.”