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POETRY.
From the Galveston News.
THE MIER PR SONER S LAMENT
Air:—“ Ronnie Doon.”
Ye warbling birds, in shady bowers,
Your thrilling melodies, how gay /
They bring to Bind the rapturous hours
I’ve spent with one who’s far away :
When wand’ring by some crystal rill,
Where fragrance floats on every breeze,
I oft have heard those notes so shrill,
Mid sylvan groves of spreading trees.
i Those very notes I oft have heard,
In deep wild-wood on summer’s day,
When I was with my gentle bird,
My Isabel, who’s far away.
Those blissful hours of peace have passed.
Which I so happily enjoy’d,
And I am now in prison cast.
With even worse than death annoy’d.
Whenn’er ye waft on airy wing
And through the blue expansion stray,
Go to my love and say. "We bring
A tear from one who's far away.”
Your freedom, birds, I envy not;
But to my fate am renconciled .•
If to be freed should be m) lot,
I oft may hear your warblings wild.
If this dull frame be doomed to death.
Ere time shall bring another day.
Go, tell my wife my latest breath
Was spent for one who’s far away,
Go. tell her that her husband died
At peace with Gad-,his sins forgiven—
That the last words bis spirit sigh’d,
Were—“ May we meet again in heaven.”
Letter From Mon. M. H.
HILL.
To the Editors of the Chronicle 4*
Sentinel:
I am receiving quite a number of
inv> f ations to address the people in
and the adjoining States.
It would be agreable to me if I
could write an answer to each spe
cific request. But I cannot do so,
and under no circumstances could I
possibly attend one-tenth of the
meetings. I must, therefore, beg
V l-V v; e ~ y re
ceive tbis as tbe reply to such ot
their letters as Ido not answer in
person . , ,
The nine nas now arrived when
no man who loves his country, or
desires its peace and prosperity, can
withhold his support from the
Democratic party. Whatever con
siderations may have heretofore
seemed to exist to induce or incline
any of our people to accept, as a tem
porary expedient, the Reconstruc
tion measures, have certainly prov-.
en fallacious. The plain, leading
idea of the Chicago platform is to
maintain these odious measures in
the ten States perpetual over the
people and supreme over the Con
stitution. The plainly avowed
means of securing the ends consist,
in making, by'Congressional action,
the Southern States vassals to the
Northern States, and Southern
whites vassals to the Southern
blacks. In view of these now de
clared purposes of the Radical par
ty, how fortunate is it that the
Southern white voters did not accept
these measures ! If we had accept
ed, the National Democracy would
have been compelled to abide them,
or subject the party to the severe
charge of seeking to overturn what
the qualified voters of States had
agreed to and established, and
thereby of promoting another revo
lution ; whereas, as we rejected
them, the Radicals are subjected to
the truthful, hut terrible charge, of
seeking to perpetuate upon the
white race of the South govern
ments which have received no ap
proval or support except from de
ceived negroes and worthless ad
venturers, and thereby of contin
uing a revolution which had no ori
gin but in passion, which can have
no existence but in strife, and no
end but in blood ! It is plain, there
fore, that all of our fellow-citizens
who have been inclined to accept
these nieas ures, from whatever
motives of policy , must now, in
vindication of their own sincerity,
abandon them and join the party
which nobly declares the “usurpa
tion revolutionary, unconstitutional
and void?” —And no man will
welcome to our ranks all such mote
cordially than myself; for though I
never "had the slightest faith
in the wisdom or practicability
of the idea of accepting with a view
of rejecting what we accepted, yeti
never question the motives of a sin
cere man who differs with me as to
the best mode of accomplishing a
grave end. Nor have I ever uttered
a word which, justly construed, can
ever indicate the contrary. I do
most heartily rejoice at the now
GREENSBORO’, GA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 10, 18(58.
manifest prospect of seeing every
decent white man in the South uni
ted with us in the glorious work of
rebuking the monstrous iniquity,
its authors, advocates and support
ers.
So, again, let me say a'word on
the subject of Relief. I believe I
can truly say there is not a man in
the State who is, and ever has been,
more anxious to see our people hou
orably relieved of the heavy debts
contracted on the basis of negro
property, or during the existence of
negro slavery. Strictjustce would
equalize burdens of a war waged for
our common benefit and maintained
by our common consent. This one
idea covers the whole question.—
Upon that basis satisfactory results
could have been worked out by true
statesmanship. Why has it not
been done ? Because dirty Radical
enemies to all honesty and right,
seizedupon the word “Relief,” and
made it mean repudiation and rob
bery. i Relief, by means of perjury
to the Constitution and laws, never
has been and never can be possible.
That cannot relieve which crimi
nates and degrades. And these in
famous Radicals intended, from the
beginning to criminate and degrade,
but not to relieve our people.
They made the promise of Relief in
their wicked attempt to subvert the
government of our State, with the
distinct knowledge that the promise
would not be fulfilled. They in
tended, under the hope of Relief, to
induce the people to disfranchise in
telligent white men and enfra «»
chise ignorant black men only that
rogue* might thereby get office.—
So I warned the people in .ml
vance. Did I not do
Have not results proven the truth
ot the warning? The Radical
Congress not only struck out this
Raßmnl f» laA nromise of Relief
tint demand that ft... —,
tures who put it in should, by 1
solemn apt of record con'*""*
the striking out! Ana the crea
tures, lost alike to every sense of
shame and pride, solemnly consent
ed ! How confortming tbs reflect
tion that such creatures represent
ed nobody but deluded negroes !
No, no, my heart bleeds when 1
look upon the burdens and misfor
tunes of our people 1 Prapertv
destroyed ; government denied,
children buried; in many cases
strength exhausted; hunger exact
ing, and hope almost dead ! 1 do
feel tbat it is the irghest duty of a
wise statesmanship to provide eve
ry honorable means of securing re
lief and re-inspiring hope. But to
see these very misfortunes of our
people seized upon by dirty, Radi
cal hypocrites, and used as a cover
in an attempt to secure the consent
of that very people to add
dation and dishonor to their mis
fortunes, was too much to allow
silenee. Ido sympathize with and
would rescue the victims, but I do
most inexpressibly despise the
wicked fiends who thus gamble
with the misfortunes of a helpless,
unarmed, but noble people, for no
purpose but to degrade and to rob
them. And 1 have no faith in, or
respect for any man who does not
depise them as I do.
I dismiss this subject by again
warning our people that relief can
never come through tbe Radical
patty, Through that party they
can have negroes for law givers,
strangers ,or tax-gathers, felons
for judges, and office-traders for
Governor, but never, never relief
from burdens nor hope for any
thing good.
I call upon all honest men, who
have been deceived by this cry of
relief to manifest their honesty by
abandoning and despising the crea
tures who deceived them, and who
are utterly incapable of suggesting
any way of relief except through
perjury to the Cogitation and
laws, and through the degradation
of virtue, the elevation of vice,
and treachery to race. The defeat
and disgrace of Radicalism is the
very first indispensable to relief.—
Until this step be taken no other is
possible. When this one step shall
be taken every other, which wise
| men can grant or honest men desire,
will be practicable.
I shall do all I can in this strug
gle—perhaps the last peaceful strug
gle at the ballot-box for liberty on
the continent, and for civilization
| and social excellence at the South.
! But I cannot make many more
• speeches here. Our white people
t do not need speeches. The very
“ VINCIT AMOR PITKIN,”
nature of the issue now presented, |
drives them together. No South- 1
ern white man who desire to be re
spectable can afford to be a Radi
cal. Every white man limt speak
to the blacks, and hire is his
speech: s
If the Democratic parts shall he
successful, confidence will -return ;
harmony between the racej; w 11 bo
restored; war and strife Lit *hs
cord will then certainly beyvoided;
capital and a better class <|f immi
grants will come among us frytn the
North; business will revive; the
price of our property will enhance,
and we can afford to increase the
icages of labor. If the Radical
party should succeed, the little
confidence now remaining will be
destroyed; discord and strife be
tween the races will increase ; a
war of races and a civil war will
come sooner or later; capital and
better people from the North will
not come among us; carpet-bag
gers and thieves will multiply in
numbers and increase in insolence;
much of the capital now here will
be carried away ; the price of prop
erty will still further decline; the
products of industry will be lessen
ed, and labor must still more de
cline in price. Every planter,
merchant and business man can
make this speech and feel and show
its verity in his very busness.
With the races acting together,
peace is certain. With the races
acting separately, strife is equally
certain. With carpet-baggers teach
ing the black race to hate the na
tive white race, the extent of strife
no man can foresee.
„ Besides, we have good speakiug
talent on our Electoral ticket.—
Some of them I have heard in far
mer times and know their aboU'A--
Three of, them (Mr. \ I
I rejoice in being able to congratu
late our State in the possession of
these young gentlemen who are so
strong in argument —and, at the
same time, so elevated in sentiment,
so excellent in character, and so
full of the promise of still increas
ing usefulness. Add to these the
many great minds not on the ticket,
but who are serving the people on
the stump and through the press,
and I am sure the supply is ample.
Very truly yours,
B. 11. HILL.
Augusta, Aug. 24. 1868.
From the Mobile Sunday Times.
Amy Earle’s First Eove.
BV ANNIE CREIGHT LLOYD.
“O-o-h ! goodness me ! Charlie
Caxton was married last night to
Mercy Winter ! W ell, well! l\ ill
wonders never cease ? Lucy, Lu
cy ! I say, Charlie Caxton, the ir
resistible, as he terms himself, has
at last found someone to please his
fancy !” And pretty Adele Sims,
gathering her flounces in her hand,
grasped the letter that contained
the startling news and rushed down
the steps to Cousin Lucy, who was
gathering the fine strawberries and
raspberries with which the kitchen
garden abounded.
We were spending the summer
up at Uncle John’s, Adele, Amy
Earle, and I, and ot all delightful
places it was certainly the most de
lightful, kind, and hospitable; and,
from their circumstances, quite
able to be so. Uncle's house was
open to all who might seek, from
motives of friendship, a pleasant
retreat in the warm season. Cou
sin Lucy was the only child—five
moss-covered graves in the old gar
den standing for the other children.
At Adele’s exclamation Amy
Earle sank upon the door-step,
her pretty pink-and-white face
growing colorless}
“ And—so —he—is—married .
she murmured, every word dropp
ing from her lips like a death kflell,
“What! Do you know him?”
asked Adele, facing around in
tonishment.
“Y-e-s, y-e-s, you remej
met him at the seaside.” j
“Oh, but I had no idea,
the Caxton all the girls twl
ing about—but I must
letter and the mern^B
beside her.
Amy's face was J^B
shad ,-w, but I could^MM
HERALD,
neither thinking of nor looking at
Adele. Her thoughts were far a
way. She was living over again in
a subdued, sorrowful way, “love’s
young dream.”
Amy was to he married in a few
weeks to Mr. Thurston, a young
lawyer’of great promise. She of
ten seemed sad and silent, but I set
it all down as the natural conse
quence of the step she was about
to take.
“Amy,” said I, laying aside my
sawing stroking back her thick,
golden hair, “let’s walk towards
the village and meet Uncle John.
Who knows but there may come a
something to cheer your heart in
| the form of a letter.”
“Oh ! no, no ! I have a head
ache; please excuse me!” and she
j bent her drooping head lower and
I lower.
“Well, you little oddity ; I hope
no masculine darling is in store for
i me, if love has the same effect on
.me it does on some people not a
J thousand miles away—but come,
i come ;” and drawing her arm with
in my own, I moved toward the
gate.
1 always loved Amy Earle. At
Madame I)—’s Pensionaire, the
girls all had a “darling,” and Amy
was mine—my ideal of goodness
and amiability. The last year she
had spent away from me ; and since
her return there seemed a sadness
brooding over her young heart—a
something I could not understand;
and her quiet, reserved air forbade
all inquiries.
We seated ourselves in an old
summer-house, completely shaded
by hanging vines, and, school-girl
fashion, I placed my arm around
upon my shoulder.
I have so long wanted to kno>v.__
Tell me, darling.” , .
«lu, Waaioj scarlet, nud loukecl ,
at me beseechingly.
“What, Millie, have you noticed
in my conduct
“Oh a thousand times I have
watched you until my heart ached
for you.”
“Oh, Millie, I have been so mis
erable, so wretched, so despairing,
you can never know. Last year
1 first met Charlie Caxton. r l’o
know him was to love him. In nay
heart I said, involuntarily, ‘Oh, if
he could only love me.’ lie was a
rich man, Ia poor] orphan girl.—
Afar off, I adored, nay, worshipped
him—and, oh! Millie! what a
thrill of thankfulness entered my
soul when I found that love return
ed. Ah ! I can never forget that
night. We were promenading the
beach, and the moon just rising a
bove the water’s edge threw ajiood
of light over land and sea. The
dreamy music the wind made, and
the fresh-sweet smell of the violets
I wore seemed just the influence
needed to blend our souls together.
In his quiet, manly way, he tokl
me his story. His life had been
spent in foreign lands He told me
of liis restless ambition; how he
had 1 toiled up Parnassus’ heights,
and of his longing for quiet home,
and I was his soul's idol. T was to
be his own little wife. A blessed
sense of peace and security came
over me, and I was happy. Time
flew by on golden wings, and we
parted* as I thought for a brief
time, with every renewed promise
of affection. Day after day passed
and lie neither came nor sent. I
grew testless, miserable, sick ; per
haps he was ill, perhaps—and my
heart almost ceased to beat—per
haps ihe was dead; there never
came one thought of his faithless
ness. My heart alternated be
tween and fear. Three weeks
went away, and October came down
down silently upon us. I grew
thinner, and paler every day, and
moved like a shadow about the
house. At last, forgetting woman's
! pride, 1 wrote to him pleading for
1 him to come to me, and”—’for a few
I moracnUnot a word escaped her
her face to
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grot it, as I atn shortly to be mar
ried. With respect, &e., lam
Charles Caxton.”
“Amy Earle, surely you could
not grieve for the author of that
letter, who at once proves himself
wanting irt those qualities that ren
der his sex worthy the attention of
ours ? lie is not worth a tear from
those bine eyes.”
“O, Millie, it came so sudden ;
it was such a letter; awakening, O,
Millie, I know you will despise me
when 1 tell you. in spite of all, that
1 could not realize it until I wrote
again ; then for a long time I for
got everything—”
“That was when you were so ill.
love.” I drew the tiny form closer
to me ; “you have forgotten it all
now *”
“Yos, Millie, if woman can en
tirely forget her first love.”
“But Mr. Thurston, Amy ?”
“Ah, yos, noble and true, he has
redeemed the falseness of his sex.
Harry Thurston knows all, and
'says: t
*■ A111)o’ the hear t nay thrill and tb-ob
'Yitb firet love’s fondest dreaming,
The tn es may near that tender light
Whieh speaks lore’s warmest beaming
But yet that heart can lore again.
Another Idol enter,
Those flowery niches ot the soul
Where Eearth and Heaven center.”
A year passed happily away,
and again we were at Inglcside.
It was the sweet twilight of an
August eve, the last echo of Cou
sin Lucy’s melodious voice had died,
and the closing word of her song
ceased to vibrate upon the ear.—
Amy Thurston; lovely as ever, sat
beside her husband, whose eyes
were fixed upon her with that in
tensity and “*
, /.«.grtage ot his soul.—
Adele interrupted the silence by
reading a paragraph from the Eve-
Ining Post:
1 “Died, at his residence in B
/street, Charles Caxton, from
I involuntarily' glnnceil at
who, pressing her lips to her hus
band’s forehead murmured: ‘Peace
to his ashes.
Mobile, July 1868.
Sing ular Attempt at Sui-
CIDE.
Wednesday afternoon, Nellie
Norton, a native of England, made
an attempt to take her own life by
juuipnng into the basin, in Balti
more. She was noticed by some of
the men on the wharf approaching
the edge of the wharf with another
woman (her sister, Mrs. Thompson,
of this city) and to take ofl'her bon
net and hand it, with some money,
to tiie latter and jump in. Two
colored men immediately jumped in
and rescued her and she was taken
in charge of an officer near by.—
The Baltimore Gazette says :
“She stated that she came to this
country from England about six
months since, and was met, upon
her arrival in New York, by her
sister’s husband, Richard Thomp
son, now' employed in the enroll
ment department of the Adjutant
General’s office at Washington. —
While in New York Thompson made
improper proposals to her, which
she resisted, but she accompauied
him to his home in Washington,
where he shortly after accomplished
what lie had attempted in New
York, This -state of affairs contin
ued until a week since, her condi
tion being such as to excite
that her sister would soon learn of
the improper conduct of the couple,
she came to this city, and sought
to employment as servant. A few
days since she wrote plotter Thomp
son, in the course of which their crim
inal intimacy was referred to and the
letter falling into the hands of her
sister, the latter reached here yes- ■
terday shortly before two o’clock,
called upon her, exhibited the letter
and told her that if she did not
drown herself at once she would kill
her. The unfortunate creature
consented to drown herself, and
having dressed herself, sallied forth
and made tho efforts above referred
to. About eight o’clock last night
Mrs. Thompson expressed a desire
to see her sister, expressing sorrow
for what she had done, but the sis
ter declined seeing her, and in re
sponse to her inquiry as to how she
felt, the girl replied that ‘it made no
difference.’ In the letter above re
ferred to as causing the discovery
proceeding, the girl,
hT. H. MORE AN, Priutcr.
NO. 21.
referring to what appears to have
been an intimation of Thompson to
her that he would forsake his wife
and child, the latter two months old
and an only one, and live with her,
says such an intimation causes her
to hate him, advises him to treat his
family kindly, blames herself only
for her misfortune, and . sass she
cart earn her own living and would
prefer never to communicate with
or see him again, as she loved her
sister even while she sinned against
her. AVhat disposition will be made
of the ease remains to be seen.”
Tale oi’ a L«st Sword.
From the Macon Telegraph, Aug. 23,
At the battle of Gettysburg,
Lieut. A. A. Freeman, of the
Floyd Rifles, Macon, was severely
wounded, and while tying disabled
on the field, dispatched a servant
with his sword and trappings back
to the Confederate lines. On his
way, bearing this sword and two
others the boy was captured by a
Federal officer, who took possession
of the swords. This summer, the
foreman of our job officq, Mr. Ricks,
while on a ramble North, encoun
tered the captor, who, learning that
Mr. R. resided at Macon, inqured
for Lieut. Freeman, saying that he
had a sword in his possession pre
seated to such an officer by the
Floyd Rifles. On Mr. Rick’s as-
surance that Incut. Freeman was
still alive and well, a return of the
weapon was promised, and lat Sat
urday it came by express, with a
very gentlemanly letter, of which
the following is the concluding f «M-
Phr letter is dated Co
lumbus, Ohio, July 16, 1868:
“The blade has a history other
than that attached to it when it
first came into my possession, and
for which you will, I trust, prize it
none the less. In order to retain
possession of it, I threw my own
tr&S:X’rAZ
carried it, bent-in# 4. thi’ciu/rh the
siege of Wagner and Gregg, South
Carolina. Since then, it has hung
in my bedroom—a sad remembran
cer of the bloody field of Gettys
burg. Hoping that, when again
our swords jure needed, wm may
stand side by side, and shoulder to
sheulder in behalf of a common
cause, and that cause the Constitut
tion and our whole country.
I am, very respectfully.
Your obedient servant,
Wm. F. BLOOR.
Women are not naturally funny.
They range above or below it.—
They may be keen and witty, but
are not apt to be humorous. Nev
ertheless they are good creatures—
many of them.
■ • » «•
I Pleasant falls—falling in love
with a pretty girl ; falling heir to
a hundred thousand dollars.
-
A western farmer recently hung
up a hoop-skirt in his corn field to
frighten away the crows. The
crows went off, but the field was
full of boys.
“Hurrah for the girls of ’76 !’
“Blawst me ! ’ said an EnglisL
man, ‘‘that’s too plaguey old. —
’Ooray for the g'rls of 17 !”
“Sal,” said one girl to another.
“I am so*glad I have no beau now.
“Why soT’ asked the other. “Oh,
cause I can eat as many onions as I
please J’
pS~‘- Where, O where are the Hebrew
children ” With Seymour and Biair,
He who tells aHe is not sensible how
great a tars be undertakes, for he must be
forced to t el! twenty more to maintain one.
—Pope
There is no virtue that adds so noble a
charm to the finest traits of bcaty as that
wbicb exerts itself in watching over the
tranquillity ol an aged parcut. There are
no tears that can give so noble a lustre to
the che»k of innocence as the tears of
filial sorrow.
Brains against buttons! Sense
against smoke ! Choose ye !
Grant kissed a baby at Council
Bluffs. The baby has been druni.
ever since.
ffgy Kayfan’s Oil of bife— Cures
Sprains, Bruises and Swellings.
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