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VOL. XI.
Professional Directory.
ArrOIINKYS AT LAW.
ISAAC L. TOOLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Vienna, Ga.
Will practice in the counties of Hous
ton, Dooly, Pulaski, Macon, Sumter and
Worth. Also in the Supreme Court of
Georgia, and in the United States Circuit
and District Courts within the State. All
business entrusted to his care will receive
prompt attention. febl If
0. C. HORNE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
HawkinsviUe, Ga.
The Criminal Practice, a specialty.
January 4,1877. jan4 ly
WOOTEN & BUSBEE,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
VIENNA, GEORGIA.
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C. C. SMITH,
Attorney and Counsellor at Law,
And Solicitor in Equity,
McVILLE, - - - - GEORGIA
Refers to Hon. Clifford Anderson, Capt.
John C. Rutherford and Walter B. Hill,
Esq., Professors of Law, Mercer Universi
ty Law School, Macon, Ga.
Promnt attention given to all business
entrusted to my care. mar 22 6m
EDWIN MARTIN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Perry, Georgia.
Will give immediate and careful atten
tion to all business entrusted to him in
Houston and adjoining counties
Office in Home Journal building on
public square. aprl2 tf
ROLLIN A. STANLEY,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Dublin, Georgia.
Will practice in all the counties of the
Oconee Circuit, From long experience
in the Criminal Practice, much of his
time will be specially devoted to that
branch of his profession. feb24 tf
JACOB WATSON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Hatvkinsville, Georgia.
Will practice in the comities of Pulaski,
Dooly, Wilcox, Dodge,Telfair, Irwin, ami
Houston. Prompt attention given to all
business placed in my hands. nprß tf*
LUTHER A. HALL,
ATTORNEY AT LAW
AND REAL ESTATE ACIENT,
Eastman, Ga.
Will practice in ail counties adjacent
to the M. <fe B. railroad, the Supreme
Court of the State and the Federal Court
of the Southern District of Georgia. For
parties desiring, will buy, sell or lease any
renl estate, or pay the taxes upon the
same m the counties of Dodge, Laurens,
Wilcox, Telfair and Appling. Office m
the Court House. nprlS tf
J. 11. WOODWARD,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Yienna, Ga.
WILL practice in the Superior Courts
in the counties of Dooly, Worth,
Wilcox, Pulassi and Houston, and by
special contract in other courts. Prompt
attention given to all collections.
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1 C. RYAN. ,7. B. MITCHELL.
RYAN & MITCHELL,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW
AND REAL ESTATE AGENTS,
Hawkinsville, 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
Georgia. feblltf
J. M. DENTON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
)RACTICES in the Brunswick Circuit
and elsewhere by special contract.
Office at residence, Coffee county, Qa. P.
O. address, Hazleliurst, M. & B. R. R.,
Georgia. Icb4ti
AV. IRA BROWN, •
attorney at law,
Vienna, Ga.
ORACTICES in the Superior Courts ot
Oconee Circuit, and elsewhere in the
Stale by special contract. Collections
and other business promptly attended
to 8-13-ly
JOHN H. MARTIN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW
AND REAL ESTATE AGENTS,
Hawkinsville, Ga.
I PRACTICES in Ilia Courts of Pulaski,
Houston. Dooly, AVliocx, Irwin,
Telfair, Dodge and Laurens. may-tt
CHARLES C. KIBBEE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Hawkinsville, Ga.
WILL piacticc in the OircuU and Dis
trict Courts of the United States
tor the Southern District of Georga, and
n the Superior Courts of Houston, Dooly,
Pulaski, Laurens, Wilcox, Irwin and
Dodge counties. june29ly
JOHN F. DELACY,
attorney at law,
EASTMAN, GA.
Will practice in the counties of Pulaski,
Dodge, Telfair, Laurens, Montgomery,
Wilcox, and Irwin, of the Oconee Circuit,
and Appling and Wayne, of the Bruns
wick Circuit.
Prompt attention given to all business
entrusted to his enre. fun 17 tf
JOHN F. LEWIS. D. B. LEONARD
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LEWIS, LEONARD & CO.,
Bankers and Brokers,
HAWKINSVILLE, - - • GA.
Buy and sell Exchange, Bonds, Stocks,
Gold and Silver, and attenu promptly to
nil collections left with us.
Will also make loans on good seen; ities.
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HAWKINSVILLE DISPATCH.
Rates of subscription.
The Hawkinsville Dispatch will
be mailed (postage free) to subscri
bers in any pait of the United States
one year for two dollars. Six months
for one dollar,
A deduction of 25 cents will be
allowed each subscriber in a club of
six, and in a club of ten an extra
copy' of the paper will be sent gratia
No credit subscribers taken. The
DisrATcn has the largest bona fide
circulation of any weekly paper in
the State.
Geo. P. Woods,
tf Editor and Proprietor.
The City Council of Macon has
passed a resolution authorizing the
signing up of $25,000 of the SIOO
bonds for the redemption of the mu
tillated currency in circulation ; also,
SIO,OOO of the SSOO bends to go to
ward liquidating the floating debt of
the city.
A negro in Hancock-county killed
another negro who owed him seven
ty-five cents, which he refused to
pay. This incensed the creditor who
knocked the debtor in the head, kill
ing him instantly. The murderer
left as soon as the deed was done.
The man has been found, says the
Savannah News, who could do all
the business he wanted to without
advertising, and has been compelled
to advertise at last. He lives in
Florida, and his advertisement is
headed, “Sheriff’s Sale.”
The United States produced last
year a cottou crop worth about $250,-
000,000, and a corn crop worth about
$583,000,000. Of a total agricultural
product of $4,000,000,000, the corn
crop forms the largest item.
According to a scientific journal it
takes four thousand bumble bees to
weigh one pound ; but you stop a
bumble bee sometime when he’s busy,
and pick him up, and you’ll raise
your hand to heaven and swear he
weighs a ton Haw/ceye.
A woman was testifying in behalf
of her son, stating that he had
worked on the farm ever sinee he
was born. The lawyer who cross
examined her, said : “You say your
son has worked on the farm ever
since he was born?” “I do.”
“What did be do the first year?”
“He milked.” The lawyer wilted.
- r-~
Senator Lamar, of Mississippi, is
in Macon, on a,short visit to bis rela
tives. His numerous Georgia friends
will be gratified to learn that Ins
health is good and that he now
“kicks the beam” at some pounds
over two hundred.
The brandy crop is very abundant
in Middle Georgia, and the distillers
are bunting high and low for vessels
to hold the liquid.
There are seven candidates an
nounced for Tax Collector of Musco
gee county, which office has been
made vacant by the death of the for
mer incumbent. It is worth twelve
hundred dollars a year, and the elec
tion takes place on the 28th inst.
In Missouri there aro large areas
of wheat standing unharvested for
want of reapers, and the farmers are
paying two dollars and a half per day
for laborers.
A wedded couple in England tes
tified that their friendship and affec
tion had been unbroken in 28 years.
Sublime but monotonous!
An Atlanta girl, whose father is
worth $200,000, makes all her dresr.es
with her own hand, and is one of the
most stylish members of Atlanta so
ciety.
The Raleigh (N. C.) News presents
as its choice for 1880, Thomas A.
Hendricks for President; Zebulon
B. Vance for vice-president.
Hereafter in Georgia the Attorney-
General will be elected by the peo
ple. Who will be a candidate ? The
salary will be two thousand dollars.
The Postmaster General has issued
a card, to be posted conspicuously
in post-offices, asking the public to
report promptly to the Chief Special
Agent, Post-Office Department, at
Washington, D. C., all losses of let
ters and irregularities in the service
generally. A circular is addressed
to the postmasters at the same time
requiring prompt reports of all losses
made to them, and that a record be
kept of all complaints.
The Turks, Russians, Japanese,
Cubans, Spaniards, Indians, Ameri
cans, Africans and nearly all the
world are indulging in war in a large
or small degree.
“I apologize for saying you could
not open your mouth for putting your
foot in it,” said the editor, sternly re
garding the horsewhip she held over
liis head. “I solemnly assure you
that when I said it I had no idea of
the size of your foot.”
HAWKINSVILLE, GA., THURSDAY MORNING. AUGUST 23, 1877.
A REMARKABLE FAMILY.
In Emanuel county recently there
was a family gathering of the chil
dren, grand-children and great-grand
children of Mrs. Margaret Johnson,
of which the Swainsboro Herald gives
the following interesting statement.
The meeting took place at the resi
dence of Mr. John D. Johnson the
youngest son : “About nine o’clock,
a. m., the gathering commenced, and
by eleven o’clock all had made their
appearance, except one of the grand
daughters who was sick, and a grand
son, aiid her grand-daughter’s infant
child, the grandson preferring to wait
upon his sick sister. Just before
spreading the table the family was
called together, the aged parent tak
ing the head, her oldest living child
and his wife, children and grand
children next, and the next oldest
falling in, and so on, itntil the whole
family had fallen into line, when
numbering them it was ascertained
that there were eight children, four
sons, and four daughters, fifty-nine
grand-children, thirty-seven grand
sons and twenty-two granddaughters,
forty-four great-grandchildren, twen-
ty-nine great-grandsons and fifteen
great granddaughters, making in all,
herself included, one hundred and
twelve persons the living descendants
of one maternal parent. There has
never been hue sixteen deaths of eith
er her children, grandchildren, or
greatgrandchildren. She is now
eighty-two years old, in perfect
health in body and mind, and to all
appearances bids fair for another
twenty years. She never took a dose
of doctor’s medicine in her life. There
has never one of the family left the
neighborhood in which that noble old
couple first settled, the farthest one
of them living now not exceeding a
dozen miles from the first family
homestead. They are all healthy, in
telligent and respectable citizens, and
the original parents were the same,
nothing dishonorable ever having
been alleged against one of them.
The writer having been intimately
acquainted with the family for thirty
nine years, is in a condition to be ful
ly informed upon that subject.”
SUICIDE BY DROWNING.
The Talbotton Standard relates
the following:
From Captain A. B. Howard, who
was in town Saturday for a burial
case, wc learn of the self-destruction
of a promising, accomplished young
lady. Miss Kate Cheney, daughter
of Mr. Rufus Cheney, who lives in
Meriwether county, near the line of
Talbot, committed suicide by drown
ing, on Friday last. Several weeks
ago she dreamed of being dead, and
since that time she has been partially
deranged. Friday, while standing
upon the banks of Pigeon Creek,
with her mother, she jumped in sud
denly, pulling her mother after her.
The water was not deeper than three
feet, and Mrs. Cheney got safely to
shore but too late to save her daugh
ter.
A WOMAN DEFENDS HER CHARAC
TER.
Gales Hollingsworth, of AVhite
Pigeon, Keokuk county, lowa, was
shot and killed by a Miss AVhite for
alleged slander. She met Hollings
worth and presented him with a written
statement confessing, he had causeless
ly slandered her, demanding he sign it.
He denied the charge and refused to
sign the paper, upon which she drew
a revolver and shot him—not fatally.
He ran and she pursued, firing a sec
ond shot, which took effect. He
climbed upon a fence when over
come by his wound, but fell to the
ground. Miss White then came up
and placed the muzzle of her pistol
to his head, and fired a third time,
killing him instantly. Ilollings
worth was a middle-aged, well-to-do
farmer, and leaves a wife and family.
Miss AVhite was a lady cf good fami
ly, who has always borne a good
character. At last accounts she had
not been arrested.
A FOX STORY.
This fox story we clip from the
Talbolton Register, and it is need
less to say is entirely true: “A short
time ago Mr. John T. Shephenson, of
this county, was passing through an
uncultivated portion of his father’s
plantation, when in a dense copse of
pines ho suddenly discovered the
movements of some strange looking
animals. His curiosity being aroused,
he made further investigation and
found three small dogs, of the genus
‘lice,’ gamboling in a most abandoned
manner with a couple of foxes. They
appeared to be on the best possible
terms, the movements of the foxes in
their play being very like the lively
antics of the dogs. Rushing in on
their convivialities, Mr. Stephenson
attempted to ‘set on’ the dogs as Rey
nard mado his exit in most graceful
agility through the thicket, bnt the
little dogs couldn’t see it, and hence
made sallies of an unfriendly charac
ter.”
lie was praising her beautiful
hair, and begging for one tiny curl,
.when her little brother said: “Oh
my I’taint nothing now. You just
ought to have seen bow long it
hangs down when she hangs it on
the side of the table to comb it.”
Then they laughed, and she called
her brother a cute little angel, and
when the young man was going and
heard that boy yelling, lie thought
the lad was taken suddenly ill.
A crusty old bachelor says that
lo'/e is a wretched business, consist
ing of a little sighing, a little crying,
a little dying, and a deal of lying.
ONE WOMAN’S ANSWER.
He kissed her lovely downcast eyes,
Her bonny brown locks falling low —
“My heart, love, was not over wise
1o be caught in Ibis silken snare, I
know.
Fate mocks us in malicious guise :
Tlie world forbids the bans ; and so
Kiss me, darling, and let me go !"
She stood a-tip-toc at bis side,
Her tuwny head just reached his breast;
“Ail, love, whatever fate betide,
Of all tlie world, I love thee best!
And what were all tlie world beside,
If fate from mine thy hand should
wrest ?’’
She drew ins dark lace down, and
press’d
His lips witli passionate kisses—“No,
My love, 1 cauuot it t thee go !”
“Nay, sweetheart, hear me out,” he said-;
“Fate is averse, aud tlie world unkiftd ;
The way of life that we must tread ,
Lies dark before us, and love is blind.
Ease, wealth, the path with roses spread.
My dainty darling must leave behind,
To take no tlie burden of life instead,
With care, and squalor, and want —and
so,
Kiss me, dearest, and hid me go !”
Close she cuddled her dusky head
Against his breast: “Nav, dearest, see,
II love were over, and hope were dead,
The wealth of the world were naught
to me ;
But, sweet, were it ever eo poor a shed,
And a simple crust earned cheerfully,
Witli love to sweeten the hitter bread,
Welcome a life of poverly—
Or welcome love and death," she said,
“If only I live aiul die with thee /”
Her white arms fettered him fast : “All,
nol
Dearest, I Will not let thee go 1”
One Night as a Watchman.
BY MARK TAPLtiY.
“What book are you so interested
in, Frank ?” I asked of my room-mate
as he sat one evening in our dormi
tory at Blakcville Academy.
“A book,” replied lie, “entitled
The Customs and Peculiarities of all
Nations. I am reading now of the
Hollanders and their quaint old
buildings. Their scrupulously clean
streets, and reverence for old tradi
tions, make them a noteworthy peo
ple among the varied nationalities of
the old world. Listen to this:
“‘With slow, measured tread the
watch of the night pace their lonely
round—the streets being almost de
serted after ten o’clock—and as the
town clock tolls out each passing
hour, they stop, uncover the head,
and raising their eyes reverentially to
Heaven, sing in a loud voice:
‘“All is well; Cod save our land
from fire and brand, all is well,’ and
continue on their lonely way. A
beautiful custom, is it not?”
“Yes,” replied I; “one that I would
like to see adopted in our own coun
try.”
“Speaking about watchmen,” con
tinued Frank, “reminds me of an ad
venture I had While acting in that
capacity. If you care to listen, I
will relate it.”
Assuring him of my willingness to
do so, he lighted his pipe, and lean
ing back on the lounge, began :
“When about sixteen years of age,
my father moved from Chicago to a
flourishing little village twenty-five
miles west on the line of the Chicago
and Iloek Island railroad,
“At that time there were but two
or three business houses in the vil
lage, but as the population increased
new ones were established.
“The largest establishment—a gen
eral grocery store—was owned by a
man by the name of Pierce, a public
spirited, enterprising fellow, as well
as one of the most genial men I ever
met.
“These qualities made him hosts of
friends, and his business flourished
accordingly.
“At the same time there was living
in the village a man by the name of
Baker, a lawless, dissolute fellow,
who had accumulated quite a sum of
money by horse trading, gambling,
and other questionable means, and
invested it in a gorgeously fitted-up
saloon, which was the resort of the
most depraved characters in the vil
lage and the surrounding country.
“Here they gathered every eve
ning, played cards, drank whisky,
and sang ribald songs, and when he
closed up they wandered about, mak
ing the night hideous with their
drunken revelry.
“The place became an intolerable
nuisance, and, in deference to the
public opinion, the board of excise,
of which Mr. Pierce was president,
resolved to refuse him a license, as
soon as the license he then held
should expire. This they according,
ly did, and Baker was left the alter
native of engaging in some other bu
siness, or defying the law and taking
the consequences.
“He was a determined fellow, not
easily balked, and two evenings after
the refusal of the license, his place
was thrown open, and liquor of all
kinds flowed as freely as the water
from the town pump.
“The result was that he was
brought before the board, and fined
one hundred dollars, with the assur
ance that for the next offense he
would be fined five hundred, and be
imprisoned for one year.
“No man cares to pa}- away his
money for the privilege of violating
the law, so the saloon remained closed
and Baker disappeared to parts un
known.
“Quiet remained undisturbed for
two mouths, and we were congratu
lating ourselves upon the good order
and peace that prevailed, when one
night r in the early part of October,
the people were aroused from their
beds to find Mr. Pierce’s store in
flames.
“Despite all efforts to save it, it
was burned to the ground, entailing
upon him a heavy loss.
“No clue could be obtained as to
the origin of the fire, but suspicion
generally rested npon Baker as being
the guiity party.
“The villagers Were thrown into a
stale of great uneasiness, each one
wUu Ud bee a vustvuwiental. itt sp*
pressing the saloon nuisance fearifrg
that their turn might come next.
“Things were in this state, when I
received a note from Mr, White,
president of the bank, requesting me
to call upon him at his private office
at ten o’clock in the evening.
“I was puzzled to know what he
could want of me at that late hour,
but panctual to time went down to
the bank, which was darkened, and
gave no evidence of any one being
within, and after giving three raps, as
requested of me in the note, was ush
ered in.
“What was my astonishment to
find ten of the most prominent men
of the village present, their faces
,drawn down as if in expectation of
some impending calamity.
“After being seated, Mr. White, as
spokesman for the party, broached
the business in hand by mentioning
the recent fire, and went on to state
that the presence of two or three sus
picious-looking strangers, who had
come from the east on an early mor
ning train, registered at the hotel,
scrolled about the village, and de
parted for the east on an evening
train without having transacted any
business, had aroused their suspi
cions that mischief was intended, and
that they had concluded to place
watchmen at different places to pre
vent the carrying out of their nefari
ous designs.
“•Now,” continued Mr. White,
‘knowing you to be courageous and
reliable, we have selected you to
watch Mr. I’.erce’s residence. The
midnight express from Chicago does
not stop here, unless two or three
passengers wish to get off, and are
willing to pay the conductor for the
trouble of stopping. It is now eleven
o’clock, and we want you to go up to
the house aud wait there until the
train passes. If it stops to-night, it
will be safe to infer that mischief is
in the wind. Should any attempt be
made to fire his buildings, take this
revolver,’ drawing a seven-shooter
from his pocket, ‘and shoot them
down as you would a mad dog.’
“I did not exactly relish the job,
but being flattered by the good
opinions entertained of me, and
wishing to prove myself worthy of
them, I consented to go there.
“Putting the revolver in my over
coat pocket, for it was a keen, frosty
night, I bade them good-night, and
started for Mr. Pierce’s residence.
“It was on the extreme west edge
ot the village) a little cottage, sur
lounded by shrubbery, shade trees
and vines, a veritable little paradise.
About ten rods back of it stood the
carriage house and barn, while the
western boundary was a field of about
five acres.
“Going up the street, I climbed the
fence and walked quietly to the back
of the house and took up my position
in the grape arbor between the house
and the barn, to await the arrival of
the train.
“The depot was about half a mile
to the southwest, and any one coming
from there direct to the house would
have to cross the fit Id, and from my
position I could easily hear the
slightest movement that might be
made.
“The moon was shining brightly,
making the frost-covered grass and
trees to glisten and sparkle in its
mellow light like countless diamonds.
“A feeling of inexpressible loneli
ness was upon me. Not a light
gleamed forth from a window to
cheer me, and naught broke the
grave-like stillness that rested upon
everything, save the dismal hooting
of owls in the woods to the west.
“What fancies chased each other
through my brain! and oh, how
earnestly I prayed that the train
would not slop, for, all this blow and
bluster of braggarts and fools of
knowing no fear to the contrary, no
man with a grain of common sense
feels at easewhen his life is in danger.
“Slowly and solemnly the town
clock struck the hour of twelve, and
each stroke sounded in my ears liKe
my death knell. Ten minutes more
and the train would be due.
“Punctual to time I heard the
rumble and roar of its approach from
the cast.
“Nearer and nearer it came.
“Would it stop ?
“As if in answer to this mental
query, sharp and shrill sounded the
whistle for down brakes.
“The bell rang, I could hear the
hiss of the escaping steam, the
wheels squeaking from contact with
the tightened brake, and the train
came to full a stop.
“But only for a moment, for, with
a snort and a puff, it went oil its
westward way.
“ ‘Now,’ thought I, ‘comes the tug
of war.’
“Taking my revolver from my
pocket, I arose to my feet, and went
to the corner of the barn opposite the
one in the field.
“I rightly conjectured that they
would fire the barn first, if at all, for
all they had to do was to remove a
few loose stones from the foundation
and apply a match to the hay in the
mow.
“I had stood there about fifteen
minutes when I heard the rattle of
stones in the field.
“I crept cautiously upon my hands
and knees along the front of the
barn.
“There were three men. Two Were
standing erect, while the other was
bent forward removing the stones
from the foundation.
“Then I heard his muttered com
mand to ‘strike a match, quick I’
“At that moment the moon be
came oveiclomled, and all was dark
ness,
“I could see the flicker of the
match, as they huddled together to
protect it from the wind.
“A cold sweat was upon me, and
my hand trembled so with excite
ment that I could hardly hold my
revolver.
“A moment lost and their villainy
would be accomplished, and I would
be branded as a coward.
“This latter thought nerved me.
“The match flared up brightly hr
his hand, and as he leaned forward
to apply it, crack ! bang 1 my reyol
■ ver .rang out on the still air, and
with a groan and a muttered curse,
the villain sank to the earth, shot
through the breast.
“The other tffo, for the moment,
wore so stunned with surprise, that
they stood as if rooted in their tracks,
and then started pell-mell across the
field.
“The severe strain upon my nerv
ous system had been so great, that
after tlie discharge of my revolver, I
became faint; my brain reeled, and I
sank to the ground, just as I saw a
light fla3h in Mr. Pierce’s window,
and saw three men who had, un
known to me, been stationed outside
to give me help should I need it,
bound out with a yell, and rush
across the field.
“When I come to, I was lying in'
Mr. Pibice’s house, with his wife
standing over me.
“In answer to my inquiries she
told me that I had shot Baker, who
was so seriously hurt, as to be una
ble to move from the place where he
fell, and the men had succeeded in
catching the other two, and they
were all lodged in the village jail.
“After a good sleep, I awoke in
the morning, like Byron, ‘to find my
self famous.’
“I was congratulated on all sides
for my bravery. As soon as Baker
was sufficiently recovered from his
wound, he, with his confederates, who
proved to be two notorious Chicago
burglars, was placed on trial, found
guilty, and sentenced to twenty
years’ imprisonment in the state
prison.
“I have had many thrilling adven
tures since then, but I regard them as
tame, compared with My one Night
as a Watchman.”
JOSH BILLINGS’ ITEMS.
I liav often known tlie too ova
cowhide boot located in the rite spot,
to be ov more value to a young m >n,
than the legacy of a rich unkle.
The man who expekts, in his old
age, to b j taken care of hi the world
bekase his life haz been spent in
their amuzement, or instrukshun,
reasons like a phool, and will staivc
like one too.
I notiss that when a man runs
hiz bed against a post, he cusses the
post first, aU kreashun next, and
sumthing else last, and never thinks
of cussing himself. *•
One quart ov cheap whisky (the
cheaper the better) judishiously ap
plied, will do more bizzincss for the
devil than the smartest deakon he
has got.
Be mersiphull to all the dum ani
mals—no man can ride into heaven
on a sore backed horse.
Young man, learn to wait; if yu
undertake to sett a hen before she is
reddy, yu will loze yure time and
confuze the hen besides.
There iz two men prowling around
who want cluss watching, the one
that is allwuz praizing, and the one
who iz allwuz kondeming himself.
Those people who are tricing to
git to heaven on their kreed will find
out at last they didn’t hav a thru
ticket.
It takes a live man to do bizziness
now days. I don’t care if you hav
got a copy ov the bible tu sell yu
hav got to talk it up strong.
I am willing to admit that man iz
mi brother, but I contend at the
same lime that I hav got a lot of
kussed skaly relashnns.
I have never known a second wife
but what waz boss ov the situashun.
Whisky iz a hard tiling to con
vince, therefore I never argy with a
drunken man.
Experience iz a good teacher, but
she iz a dreadful slo one ; before we
git haff thru her lessons the bell rings
and we are summoned to judgment.
AH AWFUL MISTAKE.
An amusing incident of railroad
travel is told by one of the conduc
tors on the Philadelphia and Heading
railroad between Philadelphia and
Pottsville. In one of the seats of a
train sat a pretty young lady and a
smooth-taced old gentleman, who
was her father. In the rear was a
young gentleman, who noticed that
the young lady’s partner slept, and
lie determined to engage her in con
versation. It happened that the old
gentleman was only foxing, and en
joyed the young man’s attentions,
which became forced, to the daugh
ter.- The young man talked on, and
became so familiar that the young
lady' felt confident that when they
leached the tunnel he would attempt
to steal a kiss. When the train
reached that part of the road, and
had entered it, father and daughter
changed seats. The result can easily
be imagined. The old gentleman
felt several oscillatory efforts upon
his left cheek, which he returned
with considerable warmth, and as the
train emerged into the open air the
startling sight of two gentlemen
hugging and Kissing each other was
witnessed by the other passengers,
who understood, the joke. The
young man got otf at Port Clinton,
ant, it is supposed, walked to Potts
ville.
A Strong-minded woman iu Detroit
made the following gentle reply to a
politician who had called at her hduse
to get her husband to go to the poll
and vote: “No sir, he can’t go!
lie’s washing now, and he’s going to
iron to-morrow ; and if he wasn’t do
ing anything he couldn't go, I own
this ’ere house, I do; and if any one
votes it’ll be this same Mary Jane,
hear it.”
Seven millions of gold wa3 ex
ported from San Francisco during
the past months
A Woman's Error.
by nit. Noel dunbar.
“My clear mamma, I am in love,
and I cannot help, strive as hard as
I may; but if you were to see the
one whom I love, I feel that you
would not blame me—nay, you would
love him yourself?
“I will tell you bow it all came
about.
“You know Madame Henri allows
the parlor boarders to go into socie
ty., receive calls twice a week, and
also to visit at the homes of the citi
zens when invited ?
“Well, a month ago I met at Judge
Randolph’s— you know his daughter
Jessie is my room-in .to—a young
gentleman, a cadet at West Point.
“He is a fine figure, handsome as a
picture, and is just sweetness; be
sides, he stands at the head of his
class, and will graduate in two or
three weeks, and become a lieutenant
in tlie army.
“But tiiis is not all—he is the only
son of a man of great wealth, and will
of course inherit all.
“Now, mamma dear, I wish to in
vite him to visit us, that you may
meet him, for 1 will you
know, about the time he does, and 1
do wish you would send him an invi
tation to come to the homestead, for
he is ever so nice, and I love him
dearly; in fact, I loved him from the
Jirsl, but I did not wish to say any
thing to you about it until I knew
that Herbert—his name is Herbert
Oliver—loved me.
“Last night he asked me to become
his wife, and I promised him I would,
for 1 knew you would not refuse,
when you had once seen him.
Mrs. Vincent smiled sadly, and
then seemed lost in deep thought,
for the letter of her daughter lay
open upon her lap, its contents not
yet nil peiused.
She was a handsome woman, seem
ing scarcely over thirty-five, though
she was in reality ten years older,
ana her face was yet beautiful, her
form graceful and full.
She sat alone iri the boudoir of
her handsome home, and around her
there was every indication of luxu
ry.
“Yes, I will ask him to visit us,
and I hope he will prove all that
Alice believes him. Poor child, may
God guard her from the sorrows I
have known.”
* * * * *
“You dear, sweet mamma; how
glad I am to be at home again 1”
And Alice Vincent, a.brown-liaired,
brown-eyed maiden of eighteen,
sprang from the carriage, and threw
hcrsell into her mother’s arms, who
welcomed her most warmly, for she
had just returned from boarding
school, after a long absence.
“And when will your lover be
here, Alice—this Herbert Oliver, of
w hom you have written so much ?”
“In' a few days, and I do hope you
will like him, for it will break my
heart if you do not. I'’ 1 '’
“Hearts are not so easily broken,
Alice,” said Mrs. Vincent sadly ; but
she added hastily :
“1 hope 1 shall like him ; he stood
No. 1 at his examination, 1 see by
the papers, and was most highly
spoken of; and you love him dearly
do you, Alice ?”
“ With all my heart, mamma, and I
know that Herbert loves me.”
“I hope all will bo well, child.”
Yet, as she spoke, the mother
looked strangely sad, for in her life
all had not been well.
* * & * *
At length Herbert Oliver arrived
at the Vincent homestead—a tall,
handsome young fellow of twenty-two,
with a fine form, and easy, elegant
manners.
Alice met him in the pallor, and
the lovers were happy, yet nervous,
for Mrs. Vincent had not yet given
her sanction to the engagement of
the young couple—she mast first see
and know the man who had won her
daughter's heart.
Presently Mrs. Vincent entered
the room, looking strangely youth
ful and handsome in her tasteful
dress of dark silk.
‘ Mamma dear, this is Mr. Oliver.”
Alice looked hopefully into tier
mother’s face, while the young cadet
stepped forward and bowed low.
One glance into his face, and Mrs.
Vincent turned as pale as death—
her lips moved, and she tottered
back and sunk into a chair.
“Mamma, are you ill ?”
“My dear inadauie, can I aid
you ?”
And Alice and llerbeit were at
her side.
A moment of painful silence, and
Mrs. Vincent said, witli an effort:
“I fear I have alarmed you both ;
but your face, Mr. Oliver, is so like
one I knew years ago, that it caused
a flood of painful memories to rush
upon me. Tell me, sir, please and
forgive the question—is your name
really Herbert Oliver?”
“I am surprised at your question,
Mrs. Vincent, for I knew not that
any one could suspect to the contra
ry. My father's name was Herbert
Oliver Winfred ; lie dropped ”
“Oil God ! I feared it—l felt it.
Alice, you two can never be lovers.
A nd Mrs. Vincent covered her face
with her hands,
Instautly Alice threw her arms
around her mother’s neck, while
Herbert knelt before her, grasping
her hand, which she did not with
draw.
Upon the faces of all rested a look
of bewilderment and pain.
“.Mamma, you do not mean what
you said ?” sobbed poor Alice.
" YeSj my child, you two cau never
be lovers. Listen, and I will tell
you of the past. I will tell you of
the error of my life.
“Alice, yon have never known that
I was twice married—never known
that ere I met your father I became
a bride; but it ia'truc.
NO. 34
“I loved, from my fourteenth year,
a youth whom I knew returned that
love.
“Our parents were both in good
circumstances, and there would have
been no obstacle to our union, when
we arrived at the years of discretion,•-
had not an unfortunate quarrel, about
land, broken out between his father
and mine.
“Alas! it went too far—my father
took the life of the father of niv
lover. J
“Put lie forgave all, and begged
that I should become his wife secret
ly, and though I felt I was doin<*
wrong, I consented.
“We were secretly married, when
I was but sixteen years old.
“A year afier my poor mother
died, and 1 went to the city So teach
school, for my father had been sent
to prison, and I had no means of
support,
“While in the city I gave birth tcf
a child—a little hoy ; hut as my hus
band was then in Europe, oil busi
ness, 1 dare not claim my babe, for'
lie held the certificate of our mar
riage, and, with an almost brokeif
heart, I sent my baby to an asylum 1
to he cared for.
“Shortly after my father died in'
prison, for lie had been sentenced
there for life, and his health soon
broke down, and 1 was alone in the
world.
“Put a kind friend gained me a
position as governess in a family of
wealth,, and I had a eomfoitable
home.
“In all this time not a word had I
heard from my husband, and, belie v
ing me a young girl, the son of the
gentleman in whose family I was
traveling, offered me liis "hand and
heart.
“I felt that my hits band had de
seited me, for to my numerous let-'
tors came no response, and 1 knew
that I could get a comfortable liorae,-
so I determined to at once get a secret
divorce, iiiion the plea of desertion 1
by my husband, and marry again.
“The divorce 1 obtained, Alice,-
and then it was 'hat I married your
father, lie never knowing the secret
of my life.
“A few years after my second mar
riage, my first husband returned, and
then, though we never met, ] learned
tlie truth,
“flic vessel in which he had sailed
had been wrecked on the African
coast, and for 3 ears lie had been
prisoner to the cruel Arabs.
“He wrote me word that lie hue
taken our boy—that ho forgave me
all, and never would lie again cross
rny path.
“Shortly afterwards 1 learned—
for 1 endeavored to keep track of
him—that lie had inherited a large
fortune from his uncle, and, with his
bov, had left the country.
“To-night Ihe secret'is solved
His uncle's name was Winfred and
—and—he took his uncle’s name,-
and—and—this is—my son, your
brother.”
It was a startling announcement,-
and Herbert and Alice looked at
each other in blank surprise. Then
Herbert knelt before his mother and 1
sai 1:
“i feel that you have spoken the
truth. Thank God I have found a
loving mother—one who shall be
again happy, for my sister and my-'
self will do all in onr power to make
joyous your life.”
Mrs. Vincent could not speak ; she
drew her noble son close to her
heart, and then hastily left the room.
“Alice, 1 have lost a sweetheart,
Iml ( have gained a sister. Thank
God, our mother’s error did not
bring a curse upon us; but I must
away—l will return to-inorrow.”
Ten minutes after Herbert was
speeding rapidly away from Vincent*
homestead.
* * * * *
The. morrow came, and with it
Herbert Oliver, accompanied by a
stately, handsome old gentleman of
fifty; it was Colonel Winfred—he
who had mourned his lost wife for
many years, hut who yet loved her'
with all his heart.
It was a joyous meeting there, in
the parlors of Vincent homestead,
and again the long separated hus
band and wife were happy; yes,
doubly happy in the love of their
children, Herbert and Alice.
HE COULDN’T DRINK M INE.
There was a noble youth who, or i
being urged to take wine at the table
of a famous statesman in Washing
ton, had the moral courage to refuse.
He was a poor young man, just be
ginning the struggle of life. Ho
brought letted ‘o the great states
man, who kindly invited him to din
ner.
“Not fake a glass of wine?” said*
the great statesman, in wonderment'
and surprise.
“Not one single gla3 of wine?"
echoed the statesman's beautiful and
fascinating wife, as she rose, glass in
hand, and with a grace that wolud
have charmed an anchorite, endeav-'
ored to press it upon him.
“No,” replied tiie heroic youth,
resolutely, gently repelling the pn,
fereil glass.
What a picture of moral grandee;-
was that ! A poor, friendless youth
refusing wine at the table of a wealthy
and famous statesman, even though
proffered by the fair hands of a beau
tiful lady.
“No.” said the noble young man,
his voice trembling a little and his
cheek flushed, ‘'l never drink wine
but [here he straightened himself up
and his words grew firmer,] if you*
have got a little good old rye w'liis
kv, I don't mind trying a snifter—-
Burlington Free Freer.
A paper in describing an accVlent
recently, says, with much candor:
“Dr. Jones was called, and under his
prompt and skillful treatment the
young man died on Wednesday
night,” 0 *