Newspaper Page Text
HAWKINSVILLE DISPATCH.
VOL. IX.
Oar Terms.
The Hawkinsville Dispatch will
be sent to subscribers for 1875 as
follows:
One year and postage $2.15
Six months and postage 1.10
No credit subscribers will be taken.
GEO. P. WOODS,
Editor and Proprietor.
For One Dollar.
The Hawkinsville Dispatch will
be sent and the postage paid the bal
ance of 1875 for ONE DOLLAR, in
order to give subscribers an opportu
nity to begin with the first of anew
year. tf_
Professional Directory.
attorneys at law.
JACOB WATSON,
attorney at law,
Hawkinsville, Georgia.
WILL practice in the counties of Pu
laski, Dooly, Wilcox, Dodge, Tel
fair, Irwin and Houston. Prompt atten
tion given to all business placed in my
hands. *pr Btf"
LDTIIER A. HALL,
attorney at law
AND REAL ESTATE AGENT,
Eastman, Ga.
WILL practice in all counties adjacent
to the M. & B. railroad, the Su
preme Court of the State and tire Federal
Court of the Southern District of Georgia.
For parties desiring, will buy, sell or lease
any real estate, or pay the taxes upon the
same in the counties of Dodge, Laurens,
Wilcox, Telfair and Appling. Office in
the Court House. aprlatf
J. H. 'WOODWARD,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Vienna, Ga.
WILL practice in the Superior Courts
in the counties of Dooiy, Worth.
Wilcox, Pulaski and Houston, and by
special contract in other courts. Prompt
attention given to collections. mch4lf
LEWIS LEE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Ilawkinsville, Ga.
WILL give prompt attention to all
business. Office at M. Stern’s
Store. jan2B-lm
' A. J. CONE,
attorney at law,
Ilawkinsville, Ga.
Office at Mobley’s Store. feb2s-ly
‘ O. C. HORNE,
attorney at law,
Ilawkinsville, Georgia.
Office on Commerce street. feblß ly
L. C. RYAN. .1. B. MITCHELL.
RYAN & MITCHELL,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW
• AND BEAL ESTATE AGENTS,
Ilawkinsville, Ga.
WILL practice in the counties com
prising the Oconee Circuit, and in
the Circuit and District Courts of the
United States for the Southern District of
Qcorgia. feblltf
■ jTm. DENTON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
PRACTICES in the Brunswick Circuit
and elsewhere by special contract.
Office at residence, Coffee county, Ga, P.
O. address, Uazlchurst, M. & B. R. R.,
Georgia. teb4tf
W. IRA BROWN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Vienna, Ga.
PRACTICES in the Bupt rior Courts of
Oconee Circuit, and elsewhere in the
Btate by special contract. Collections
and other business promptly attended
to 3-13-ly
I. L. TOOLE, 1
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Vena, Ga. novl3tf
JOHN H. MARTIN,
ATTORNEY at law
AMD REAL ESTATE AGENTS,
Hawkinsviile, Ga.
PRACTICES In th; Courts ofFulaski,
Houston. Dooly, Wllocx, Irwin,
Telfair, Dodge and Laurens. may-tf
CHARLES C. KIBBKE, ~
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Ilawkinsville, Ga. *
WILL ptnotice irt'tlie Circuit and Dis
trict Courts of the United States
tor the Southern District of Gcorga, and
in the Superior Courts of Houston, Dooiy,
Pulaski, Laurens, Wilcox, flrwin and
Dodge counties. junc2oiy
PHTBICIANB * BURGEONS.
DRB. J. P & W. R. HOLMES,
SURGEON DENTISTS,
(Successors of Dr. O. W. Emerson)
84 MDIiBUBY ST., MACON, OA.
IARS. Holmes cure diseased gums or
t scurry, cure abscessed tcetb, fill teeth
withouthout pain, insert partial or full
sets of artificial teeth. Guarantee all
work. Prices reasonable. janl-ly
~DR. H. V. JOHNSON,
Ilawkinsville, Georgia.
HAS removed his residence to Scar
borough House, where lie may be
found at all hours when noc at his office
or professsioually engaged. sepl7-tf
HO TELS AND RES TA UR Alyl'S.
ELDER HOUSE,
COMMERCE STREET,
Uawkinsville, Georgia.
r pUE undersigned [announces to his
J friends that he has taken charge of the
hotel lately occupied by Mrs. Hudspeth,
and will hereafter conduct it as a private
boardiug-houso; and will receive such
customers as he secs proper. The table
will be equal to that ol any hotel in Hawk
insvllle.
TERMS:
Single meals 60 cents
Board per day, (including lodging). .$1.50
Day board pel month $16.00
W. M. ELDER.
Jan 7 tf
“Laugh and Grow Fat.”
All of McLean's, Dr. Harter’s, and
Clark Johnson’s Medicines for sale at
Eureka by
3. R. BURNETT.
juneß tf
No Paper Next Week.
As it is mstomary with papers to
miss one issue in July, we shall,
therefore, send out no paper from
this office next week. The printers
will take a rest, and the editor of the
Dispatch proposes to attend the
meeting of the Press Association in
Atlanta on the 7th. A half sheet
containing legal advertisements will
be published. #
Married,
On the 20th inst., by Rev. Robert
Mills, at the residence of Noah Cobb,
Mr. Jams Cobb and Miss Mary
Harrell. All of Pulaski.
The rice crop in Liberty county is
in good condition.
There is an orange grove on the
Ocklawaha river, in Florida, between
Lakes Eustis and Griffin, of an hun
dred acres, which contains 12,000
budded trees.
Mr. D. W. McLendon, of Meri
wether county, raised forty bushels
of oats on half an acre this season.
Mr. Daniel McCook, of Wilkinson
county, made this season, on a one
horse farm, one hundred and fifty
bushels of oats and ninety-eight
bushels of wheat.
A Liberty county man plants his
oats in the summer, when the last
ploughing is to be given to his corn.
Mr. Frederick Dinkins, of Tattnall
county, died recently, aged one hun
dred and two years, one month and
eight days.
An attempt was made by a negro
cook recently to poison the family
of Mr. Peter M. Oliver, in Decatur
county. She coufessed the crime
and implicated ethers.
Cash, the Columbus policeman who
killed Col. Orlando Holland, has been
to the penitentiary for ten
years. Twenty years would not have
been too hard.
The spelling schools that arc
spreading all over Ohio arc said to
have demonstrated Xhe fact that
women can spell five times belter
than a man.
But little corn has been shipped to
the agricultural counties of Middle
and East Florida during the present
year. Slowly are the planters learn
ing the necessity of raising their sup
plies at home. The oat crop has
been made, and is reported as having
been fine. Corn promises w r ell, and
is about made.
The Grand Jury of Houston coun
ty recommends that our Legislature
secure the enactment of a dog law,
taxing all clogs in that county.
A society has been organized at
Galveston, Texas, to raise funds with
which to buy a home for ex-President
Davis in that Stale.
The Milledgevillo Manufacturing
Company has for a time suspended,
throwing out of employment some
forty hands.
The Albany News says : “Some
of our exchanges are carrying the
announcement that Col. Lockett’s
big suit against the B. & A. R. R.,
has been thrown out of court by a
decision of Judge Wright’s. This is
a mistake. Judge Wright’s decision
only dismissed the attachment. The
suit goes on, and it is held by some
of the best lawyers in the State that
Judge Wright erred. The Supreme
Court may reverse him and restore
the attachment; but whether it does
or not, the suit will go on as if there
had been no attachment.”
A drove of fine beef cattle reached
Columbus from Florida, on Wednes
day last. The drove numbered over
seventy head when they left Florida,
but while crossing a creek bridge in
Barbour county, the bridge fell,
killing and wounding twenty head.
The killed (nine head) are a total
loss. The owners of the herd speak
of suing the county for damages.
Thomas JefTerson once wroto to
an editorial friend that he considered
the advertisements the most interest
ing features of a newspaper, and
that he always read them with great
care. And this was before the art
of advertising was fairly discovered.
Tom was the mas who “writ” the
declaration of independence. He
never did write anything that was
not wise, truthful, patriotic and in
teresting.
Good Heavens 1” exclaimed the
Savannah News, “We were just about
to plege ourselves to vote for two
or three persons for Governor when
our eyes fell upon the statement that
Col. Elijah Martin, of Coweta, has
not bought a pound of meat nor a
grain of corn iu forty years. We will
vote for him for Governor if we have
to violate the enforcement act to do
it.”
HAWKINSVILLE, GA., THURSDAY MORNING, JULY 1, 187.7,
going home.
‘•Where are you going so fa9t, old man f
Where ate you going so fast ?
There’s a valley to cross and a river to
ford |
There’s a clasp of the hand and a parting
word,
And a tremulous sigh for the past, old
man—
The beautiful, vanished past.
The road has been rugged and rough, old
man ;
To your feet it is rugged and rough;
But you see a dear being with gentle eyes
Hn9 sh ired in your labor and sacrifice,
And that, had been sunshine enough, old
man,
For you and me—sunshine enough.
llow long since you passed o’er the hill
old man,
Of life, o'er the top of the hill ?
Were there beautiful valleys on t'other
side ?
Were there flowers and trees, with their
branches wide,
To shut out the heat of the san old man—
The heat ot the fervid sun ?
And how did yon cross the waves, old
man,
Of sorrow f the fearful waves!
Did you lay your dear treasures up one
by one,
With an aching heart and “God’s will be
done,”
Under the wayside dust, old man,
In the graves, ’neath the wayside dust ?
There are sorrows and labors for all, old
man,
Alas I there are sorrows for nfi.
And you, pel adventure have had your
share.
For eighty long winters have whitened
your hair,
And they have whitened your heart as
well, old man,
Thank God, your heart as well.
You are now at the foot of the hill, old
man,
At last at the foot of the hill.
The sun has gone down in a golden glow
And the heavenly city lies below.
Go in through the pearly gate, old man,
The beautiful, pearly gate.
♦- r~ —-
Reminiscences of the Late Gen
eral .Breckinridge.
When the news of the evacuation
of Richmond and the capitulation of
the remnant of Lee’s army at Ap
pomattox Court House reached Gen
eral Breckinridge’s headquarters, it
was determined in a council of war,
at which General Joshepk E. John
ston presided, that any further resist
ance to the overwhelming forces of
the Federal armies would be a use
less efTusion of blood on the part of
the Confederates, who were already
circumvented by the enemy and suf
fering for food. It was at that
period, about the middle of April,
1865, that General Breckinridge,
after a perilous ride over a thousand
miles on horseback, evading the Fed
eral cavalry in his flight through
North Carolina, Georgia, Alabama
and Florida, at last succeeded in
reaching the mouth of St. John’s
river, where lie was joined by Colo
nel Wilson, of the Florida Cavalry,
J. Taylor Wood, ex-Commander of
the Confederate privateer Tallahas
see, and Captain O'Toole, all of
whom, together with his body ser
vant, a negro boy, volunteered to
accompany him to Cuba. Securing
a small boat of only one ton burthen,
and but eighteen feet in length—the
only means of transportation at their
command—these voluntary exiles
bravely launched their little craft
on the treacherous waters of the Gulf
of Mexico. After eight days of ad
venture and alternate calm and
storm, during which their supply of
water and provisions gave out, they
were at length hailed off Salt Key,
on the northwest coast of Cuba, by a
brig bound from Cardenas to New
York. Passing themselves off as
fisherman from Florida, they pro
cured some supplies and proceeded on
their way, and on the 11th of June,
J 865, the party reached the port of
Cardenas, in the island of Cuba,
without a nautical instrument to
guide them over the trackless waters
in that frail fishing boat. Tbe party
was hospitably received by the Span
ish Governor of the place (Colonel
Bardaji), to whom General Breckin
ridge presented his sword and the
arms of the party. These were im
mediately returned, and the hospital
ities of the city tendered them. The
party remained two days at Carden
as, during which a dinner and sere
nade were given General Breckin
ridge by a few Southern sympathi
zers residing at the place. A special
train was placed at their disposal,
and accompanied by the writer and
a guard of honor deputized by the
Governor, the party proceeded to
Havana. When the train reached
Regia, on the opposite side of the
bay, a large number of people were
at the depot, anxious to catch a
glimpse of the famous general con
federado. The ferry-boat that tcok
us across the bay was never known
to carry so many passengers as she
did on this occasion. The tall, sol
dierly figure of General 8., clad in
his battle-worn uniform of grey,
towered above the crowd ns he stood
on the bow of the boat gazing at the
magnlficient spectacle presented by
the thousands of ships of all nation
alities, among which were the Con
federate ram Stonewall and other
smaller crafts still floating stars and
bars. A wealthy Cuban planter, an
acquaintance of the writer, extended
a most cordial invitation to the Gen
eral to make his headquarters with
him while in Havana. Many other
pressing invitations of a similar
character were extended, but Gener
al B. courteously declined to accept
any demonstrations, either publicly 7
or privately. After stopping about
a week at the Hotel Cuvano, he pro
ceeded to Montreal to visit two of
his children, who were at school
there. From there he went to Eu
rope, and returned to Kentucky in
1867, where he lived quietly and
unostentatiously until death closed
his honorable career on the 17th of
May, 1875 St. Louis liepublican.
Send one dollar and get the Dis
patch the remainder of 1875. tf
A Night Upon the Plains.
BY W. L. JONES.
My name is Jack Ward. I am
an-old man now, and many years
have come and gone since the time
of which I write; but a century
could not blot from my memory the
fearful scenes through which I poised
on that terrible night, twenty-one
years ago. My father and mother
were residents of Kentucky, and it
was in this proud old state that I
first started on the journey of life ;
but at the age of thirty-three I was
married, and removed to the Far
West.
It was a HeW experience to Laura
and me —this living among the
savages; but iny little, blue eyed
wife never showed, by words or
action, that she was tired of the
great garden of nature, where human
life has no higher value than that of
the brutes. We were very happy in
our new home; the Indians appeared
to like us, and for five years we lived
iu peaceful contenment with naught
to mar our pleasures, save an occa
sional report of Indian hostilities.
These never trouble us, however,
and during this time others settled
near us, and with them we kept up a
neighborly friendship.
Thus time went on until, as I have
said, we had been living in the west
for about five years. The Indians
had never molested us, though
came to out house very frequently.
Among those that came was a chief
who called himself “Rolling Thunder.’
He was a veritable savage, wicked
and malicious, with not a particle of
good in his composition. He was a
thief by nature, and anything that he
wanted he never hesitated to appro
priate to his own use. After he
took to coming to our house, we
missed sundry articles from our side
board, and at last I resolved to put
a stop to his petty thieving.
Among other things that we missed
were several bottles of wine of an
excellent quality, which I had bought
for our own private use. I knew
of course that Rolling Thunder had
stolen my wine, so one day I drug
ged some with ipecac and placed it
where I knew the Indian would get
hold of it. In a short time I missed
the bottle, and after that it was some
time before Rolling Thunder paid us
another visit. He came at last, how
ever, and there was a look of suspi
cion on his ugly couutenance that
made him uglier than ever. He said
nothing about the wioe, but I could
sec that lie suspected me of having
played a trick on him, and fra® that
time onward he appeared to hate me.
As time went on the- Indian ceased
his visits altogether, and I had al
most forgotten the incident when it
was again brought to my memory in
a manner never to be forgotten.
One beautiful moonlight night in
the latter part of September, my wife
and I had started to visit one of our
nearest neighbors, a Mr. Thompson,
who resided a mile from our house.
We had gone about half the distance
between our house and Thompson’s
when a large body of Indians sud-
deuly rode up and surrounded us.
They were led by Rolling Thunder,
whose hideous countenance looked
more hideous still, a* he dismounted
from his horse and commanded his
braves to make us prisoners. In less
time than it takes to record the fact
we were bound hand and foot. Then
their chief came forward and*said:
“Let the dog of a white man pale
and tremble, for the chief of the
Pawnees is great and powerful; the
white traitor gave Indian poison,
much poison, make Indian hoap sick,
but Indian got well to take ven
geance on the white man. Rolling
Thunder has spoken; let the white
man hear.”
Having said this, tin Chief com
manded that we should be placed on
horseback, and this having been ac
complished, the whole band mounted
and struck out over the plains, tak
ing us with them. Not once did they
halt until they reached a point about
ten miles west of our home. Here
the whole band dismounted and
turned their horses loose on the
prairies. I knew that ttiey meant to
have some fun out of me, and that, if
left to themselves, a terrible fate of
some kind would be allotted to me,
but I dreaded still more the fate of
ray darling wife. Meanwhile some
of the Indians had proceeded to a
small belt of timber, near where we
had halted, and soon returned bear
ing with them a lot of dry wood,
which they threw on the ground.
That they meant to torture me was
apparent at a glance ; but I knew not,
at first, what deviltry they had in
mind. I soon found, however, that
they meant to pursue a method not
at all compatible with ray views.
They first drove a long stake into the
ground, and having done this, they
brought forth a very spirited horse
haltered it with a long, heavy rope,
and tied the rope to the stake. Then
1 was put on the horse, and my feet
tied together underneath him.
This having been done, the Indians
began to whip the horse around the
stake, shouting, and making all man
ner of hideous noises to frighten
him. The poor animal reared and
plunged with all his might, trying
to get away, but the rope held him
so that he could do nothing but
gallop arouud the stake. Some of
the Indians lighted torches and
brandished them at him, and so ter
ribly was lie frightened that his shrill
snorting could have, been beard a
quarter of a mile. As for me, I was
jerked from side to side until I was
nothing but a mass of bruises, and
almost unconscious. The Indians
threw sticks and tomahawks at me
as the horse passed them in his wild
galloping, some of the latter coming
dangerously near.
At last, however, the horse was
stopped, and I was taken from his
back, in a half dead condition, and
laid upon the ground. After the
villains had tortured mo in various
ways until they were satisfied, or, at
least, Until they were tired of locking
at me, they dug a hole in the ground,
and, having tied nly feet together,
planted me like a post. When they
had completed their work I was iu
the ground up to my waist, and un
able to move. The scoundrels then
tied my hands behind my back, and
having caught their horses, they
departed, taking my wife with them.
I struggled to release myselfj shout
ing with all my might, but it did no
good. I was unmistakably there.
In a short time after the Indians
had left me, I saw a light to the
southward, which appeared to reach
the sky. It seemed to be coming
toward me, and increise in size and
brilliancy every moment. Ipvatched
it curiously for some time, being
unable to make out what caused it.
Presently I could see that a great
fire was sweeping over the plains
with the speed of a race horse. I
comprehended all in an instant; the
Indians had fired the long dry prairie
grass With the intention of burning
me to death. Just then I discovered
something else which, until then, I
had not noticed. The savages had
placed a powder horn near me in
such a manner that if the approach
ing flames reached it, it would ex
plode and blow me to atoms.
I could not cast this deadly agent
from me, nor could I avert the com
ing of the flames which were to
ignite it. I gazed at the fire like
one stupified; great drops of sweat
rolled from my face and fell upon
the ground, while my heait stood
still with apprehension. All this
while the flames were coming nearer
and nearer! They were not now
more than a quarter of a mile dis
tant, and coming on with increasing
fury. Unless someone came to ray
rescue I should certainly perish.
What could I do, alone and helpless,
upon the great prairie, with a per
fect lake of fire sweeping on to my
destruction!
“My God,” I cried aloud, “will no
one save me from a horrible death ?”
“I am here for that pupose,” said
a familiar voice close behind me. I
turned my head and beheld my near
est neighbor, Henry Thompson, in
the act of dismounting from his
horse.
“This is a ticklish situation,
Ward,” said he, as he hastened to me
and began to help me out of the
ground.
“What angel of mercy sent you to
me at this critical moment?” said I,
almost crying with joy.
“The same angel that watches the
welfare of every human being must
have guided me to you,” said
Thompson, working away to got me
out of the ground. “My wife and I
were expecting you at our house to
night and after supper we just walk
ed out in the ploasant moonlight to
meet you. We saw you coming
when you were some distance from
us, and we also saw the Indians
when they surrounded and captured
you and your wife. We waited in
the shadow of some bushes until the
Indians had gone, and then I took
my wife back to the house and fol
lowed the Indians to see what they
were going to do with you. At some
distance from this place I witnessed
all the Indians did to you, anil when
they left I came on here. There,
now, come out of that hole and let
us be getting away from this place.”
I obeyed, and then I looke 1 around
at the fire, which was now frightfully
near.
“Quick,” said Thompson, who had
mounted his horse, “get up behind
me and let- us be off.”
I obeyed without a word, and in
an instant later we were flying over
the plains at a mad gallop. Not a
word was spoken by either until we
were out of the range of the fire. We
had barely accomplished this when
a loud report shook the air, and we
knew that the flames had touched the
contents of the powder horn.
I shuddered as I thought of the
fate that would have been mine had
not Thompson come to my aid. Then
my thoughts turned to my darling
wife, and the silence remained un
broken until we had gone several
miles. At last Thompson spoke :
“The Indians think you are dead
by this time, Ward; they will not ex
pect any one to follow them, and con
sequontly wo shall have loos tronhlo
with them when we arrive at their
camp. We can rescue your wife
without difficulty, I think—and yon
der is the camp,” he added, as we
suddenly caught sight of several
fires on the plains about a mile ahead
of us. Wc were very cautious in ap
proaching the camp, and within half
an hour after we first saw the fires
wc were hidden near the camp, watch
ing the movements of the Indians.
Presently all became quiet about the
camp, the savages having retired
within their wigwams.
It was now considerably’ past mid
night, and as there were no guards
stationed around the camp, wc were
at liberty to move ns we pleased.
VVe walked through the camp in
every direction, but some time w’as
spent in looking for my wife before
we found her. We found her at last
near the centre of the camp, com
pletely laced to the trunk of a huge
oak. To release her and beat a Re
treat from the camp was the work of
lut a few minutes. Having procured
horses, my wife and I started home
ward, while Thompson slipped back
into tbc camp. When he joined U3
again the spirit of Rolling Thunder
had flown from its mortal tenement.
We traveled in silence, and at last
in the gray dawn of morning, we
came in sight of our homes. After
many thanks to our friend and neigh
bor for the service he had rendered
us, we separated—he to his home,
and we to oars. Shortly afu rwards
I left the West and returned to my
old home in Kentucky. Long years
have come and gone since then, but
never shall I forget the events of that
night on the plains. —Cincinnati
Times.
Ail Oscillatory Joke that May
Lead to Blood.
[From the Memphis Avalanche.]
Last Sunday a party of about sev
enty young men and ladies left this
city on a special train, for the pur
pose of enjoying a quiet picnic in the
woods. The party took with them
an abundance of the choicest edibles,
wines, etc., and a full string band,
and spent the day royally. During
a lull in the festivities a bevy of
young ladies, about fifteen in nunw
ber, withdrew to a quiet nook and
fornied a socret society, and then
called for candidates for initiation
from among the young men. The
ceremony of initiation, the only de
gree that was conferred on that day,
consisted of blindfolding the candi
date, leading him into the centre of
the magic circle, formed of young
ladies, and after causing him to
kneel, a sweet kiss was imprinted
on his lips, and he was made to guess
who kissed him. Quite a number
were initiated, and growled because
they could not take a few more de
grees. One young man, quite a la
dies’ man, who has an immense opin
ion of his own individual sweetness,
after much coaxing, consented to
take tlie degree, and allow one of
the ladies the privilege of kissing
him. He was blindfolded, led into
the cificle, and, assuming his most
fascinating expression, knelt upon the
ground, although he kuew iie was
about to cause the breaking up of the
society, owing to the row that would
occur among the young ladies in
their eagerness to press his cherry
lips. The secret of the initiation
was, that instead of being kissed by
one of the ladies, a young man was
let into the secret, who did the kiss
ing, but in the case of this candidate
the master of ceremonies substituted
for liimself a swarthy negro, who
had been taken along to wait on the
party, and just as his india rubber
lips touched those of the young man
the hoodwink was removed. Ilis
look of astonishment was greeted
with a roar of laughter. Of course
he was indignant, but wheu be dis
covered that all the other initiates
had been kissed by a white man, his
wrath rose to a fever heat, and lie
determined to have satisfaction. We
learn that notes have passed between
the two young men, and a duel is
imminent.
Horace Greeley anil General
lireckinridge.
From the Baltimore Baltimorean.]
An incident of Breckinridge’s lat
ter life, never before published, was
related to us a day or two. since by
the Hon. Keister Clyraer at his
charming home in Reading, Penn.
Mr. Clymcr had just rece’vcd his
newspapers mail announcing the
death of Gen. Breckinridge as iva en
tered his dwelling, and remarked
upon the sad intelligence, the rela
tions of these gentlemen in Congress
and elsewhere having been ever
cordial and intimate. Said lie:
“The last time I saw Gen. Breckin
ridge was a few years since. We
were sojourning at tlio Clarendon
Hotel, New Y'ork, a lavorite resort
for prominent members of the Dem
ocratic party. I had been reading
the morning papers, and as Gen. B.
entered the breakfast room I re
marked : ‘Well, General, I sec you
were down yesterday to see Mr.
Horace Greeley, at the Tribune
office.’
His response was instant and full
of emotion. ‘Yes, sir,’ said he, ‘I
went down to see Mr. Greeley, an l
never have I made a visit that afford
ed hie more genuine pleasure, for
never was a visitor more cordially
received. After the late unfortunate
war between the Northern and
Southern sections of the United
States, you know I was compelled to
flee for my safety. While in Paris,
cheerless, friendlesSj homeless, and
without a country, I received a let
ter from Horace Greeley. It was
filled with the most tender expres
sions of regard and sympathy, and
urged me to return to my home.
Come back, lie wrote ; go to your
own beloved Kentucky; aid in re
storing the shattered fortunes of the
South and your country, and 1 will
be responsible for your safety, and
assure you Immunity from muit?sca
tion or arrest. Now I submit to
you, Mr. Clymer, could I have done
otherwise than call upon Horace
Greeley, or shall I ever cease to
respect and cherish him ?’”
"A Fact Worth Printing.
'At a second class hotel in Frank
fort, Ky., a few days since, a little
girl entered the bar-room, and, in
pitiful tones, told the bar-keeper that
her mother had scut her tluye to get.
ten cents.
“Ten cents ?” said the barkeeper.
“Yes sir.”
“What docs your mother want of
ten cents ? I don’t owe her any
thing.”
“Well,’ said the child, ‘lather
spends all liis money here for rum,
and we have bad nothing to cat to
day. Mother wants to buy a loaf of
bread.”
A loafer suggested to the bar
keeper to kick the brat out.
“No,’ said the bar-keeper, ‘l’ll give
her mother the money ; and if her
father comes back again I’ll kick
him out.” Such a circumstance
never happened before, and may
never happen again. Humanity owes
that bar-keeper a vote of thanks.
Avery pretty Sunday school song
is the one entitled, “But your armor
on, my boys.” Thoie is however,
a young lady in our town who
dosen’t like to hear it. She says it
sounds like “Put your arm around
me, boys,” and it always makes her
feel lonesome.
NO. 28
Newspapers.
Rowell’s forthcoming Newspaper
Directory shows the failure of over
one thousand newspapers in this
country during the past yeqr, the
loss of publishers, subscribers arid ad
vertisers amounting to over eight
million dollars, the Republic, °of
New York, alone losing half a mil
lion. Among those who went 'into
the newspaper business, niid lost
heavily thereby, we find 275 mer
chants and adventurers, 315 schoal
teachers, 57 lawyers, 4 blacksmiths,
33 plasterers, 10 formers) 209 of
various classes, aitiicted with literary
lesion, 100 ambitious but visionary
young men who drew upon their
fathers, and thus suddenly exhaust
ed large margins of the patera and
capital, and 6 lottery maj.
He Was Tliar, Too.
In the times when the political
warfare between Whigs and Demo
crats waxed hot and relentless, there
was a town out West in which the
two parties were so eual in numbers
that the variation of a single vote,
one way or the other, might be a
matter of most sovious consequence.
Ot course, on both sides, sharp eves
were open and watchful. A young
man came to the polling place on
election day and offered liis vote.
IT was his first appearance iu the
character of an elector, and lie had
the independence, or audacitv, to
differ politically with his father
Ills father challenged Ilis vote.!
“On what grounds?’, demtitled
the piesiding officer. •
“He ain’t twenty-one."
“I am twenty-one,” asserted the
youth.
„ O' oll ain’t,” persisted the
lather, "you won’t bo tiveuty-one till
to-morrow.”
“I say I will 1” cried the youth, “I
was born on the 12th day of Novem
“Then it’s a dod-rotted mistake,”
said the old man. “You weren’t
horn till the moruin’ of the I3ih of
November, I can swear."
“llow can you swear V
“How ?” repeated the father, indig
nantly, “Goodness gracious! wasn't"!
tliar?”
’M ell,” returned the son, with
proud defiance, “wasn’t I tbar, too V'
The young man voted.
Nat Heath, a young planter of
Thomas, received two ugly cuts in
the head from a hoe in the hands of
a fieedman in his employ, fracturin'*
the skull.
A workman m the mill of A. M.
Left witch, near Atlanta-fell in the
clutches of a circular saw the other
day, and was horribly mangled. Both
liis arms were cut off, and one of Ins
legs was split open.
Thomasville has had a civil rights
case. A lady had occasion to change
her cook, and the new cook gave so
mucli satisfaction that she compli
mented her very highly. The negress,
taking advantage of this elrcura, ’
stance, in preparing the table for
dinner, placed an extra plate, and
when tiie family were' seated, in
walked the civil righter, took her
chair and proceeded to enjoy a goed
square meal “wid de whits folks.”
The scene that followed baffled
description.
And now comes forward a corre
spondent of the Cartcrsville Stand
ard, wiio wants to see General Lucius
J. Gartrell elected Governor. Keep
on trotting out your candidates, gen
tlemen.—Savannah Adverliser.
It has become fashionable among
the thieves around Cartcrsville to
steal the potato slips out of a fellow’s
garden. A Mr. Hill had thousands
of slips stolen from him.
Wo solicit communications upon
all matters of interest to the Agri
culturist. If you have learned any
ming good, by experience, give your
neighbors and co-laborers the bene
fit of it ?
When you write, write facts and
put your thoughts in as few words
as possible.
When a negro woman was inform
ed the other day that the price of
sea-lions had increased fifteen per
cent, during the present month, she
elevated her hands and exclaimed :
“Do Laud only knows wliut is to
become of poor folks 1 Seems zif de
more wc worked de ofte'ncr de white
folks go and riz de price on de ncs
sumsarics of life.”
A physician in a country town
who had been annoyed by numerous
questions concerning the condition
of a patient, was slopped while oh
his busy rounds by a man with the
old question, “How’s M. ?”
“Sick,” replied the physician: “Does
lie keep his bed ?” “Of course lie
does; you don’t suppose he’s fool
enough to sell his bed because he’s
sick, do you ?”
There is scarcely any ache to
which children are subject, so bad to
bear, and difficult to cure as ihe ear
ache. But there is a remedy, never
known to fail. Take a bit of cotton
batting, put upon it a pinch of black
pepper, gather up and tie it, dip
it in sweet oil, and insert into the
ear. Put a flannel bandage over the
head to keep it wairn. It will give
immediate relief.