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From the Atlanta Sun.
Politics and Poetry.
Below is given, a “poem’’ which
appeared in a recent number of the
Rochester (New York) Democrat and
Chronicle, a fussy organ. \Ve give the
lines in full, editorial foot notes and
all:
Politics and Toelry do not hitch
wall; but, after all, no one who doens’t
like incongruieties can ever feel “like
lie was in Georgy.” A gentleman of
Northern birth and education, and
entertaining “Northern ideas,” hap
pended to be in Atlanta, Georgia,
a few weeks since, wlien the Dem
ocratic nominee for Governor respond
ed to a serenade by a speech glowing
with Southern fire. The nominee—
Smith by name—was particularly
pointed in his advice to “caipet-bag
gers.” The speech made such* a
deep impression upon the Northerner
that he poetized as follows:
A Few Lines Suggested by a
Late Speech of J. Milton
Smith, Democratic Gover
nor of Georgia.
Come all ye carpet-baggers[and stand up
in a row,
For it’s to give you blazes I’m going for
to go—
You’d better pack and travel, you’d bet
ter git away,
For we-uns won’t have you-uns down
here in Geor.-g-i-a.
From the beginning your-uns were car
pet baggers all,
Some of you bad large ones, and some of
you had small,
No matter where you landed, upon “old
Plymouth rock,”
Or down in the “old York State,” of
Knickerbocker stock.
With carpet-bag in hand, and dunnage
well supplied,
You came not empty handed, it cannot
be denied,
With honest conscience clear, and a bag
of guineas bright.
You came to cultivate the land and wor
ship God aright.
But we landed South, from prison ships
they say,
Sent for criminal practice to old Virgin i a,
la convict uniform arrayed, perhaps a
chain and ball,
Were planted there with “nary one” a
carpet bag at all.
And that’s the reason why wc arc the F.
F. Y’s,
First Felions of Virginia, sent across the
stormy seas,
And that’s the reason why we always
hated you,
With your carpet-bags, and money-bags,
and Yankee doodle-doo.
We baint no use for you-uns pollutin’ of
our ground,
And buildin’ of your railroads every
where around,
A siltin’ up a string of telegraphic poles
And diggin’ down our mountings in
search of iron and coals.
We don’t want no readin’, writin’, we
don’t want np rithmetick,
This blasted talk of common schools is
all a Yankee trick,
Education is the bane of true Democracy,
“Git.” with your Webster’s spellin’ book,
and double rule of three.
TheKu-Klux are out, a prowling round
each night
With masks upon their faces, and sheets
of ghostly white;
Upon defenceless niggers they make a
gallant fight,
Then sneak away in terror as soon as it
is light.
The boys have heard Milt. Smith, and
they will take the hint;
*Bob Toombs and Bose say so, and
“Aleck” too, and and “Lint;" .
So you uns better travel the road you came
And if wc owe you “somethin’,” we’ll re
pudiate the same.
MORAL.
( What the other jmrty says about it.)
My grand sire crossed the Delaware
along with Washington;
He (ought in mapy a bloody Geld, where
liberty was won,
And everywhere the old flag waves, I
cluim an equal right,
And if you try to crowd me, John, you
bet there'll be a fight.
*Gen. Toombs; his son in-law, Gen.
Dußose, present member of Congress,
and said to be Chief of the Georgia Ku
klux; Hon. Alexander H. Stephens and
his brother, Judge Linton Stephens.
“Carpet Bagger.”
This reads well in a Radical paper,
and will, no doubt, “go the rounds.”
Hut it fails to take the genuine carpet
bagger view of the question, such
as is given below, in
A Few Lines Suggested by the
Inaugural Address of .lames
Milton Smith, Gov. of Geor
gia.
(carpet-bagger solus.)
The jig is up, our race is run; we’ve
made our latest grab:
And not a thing is left now worth goiug
for to nab,
So we had better pack our duds and git
away from here,
Aud go to hum. where we ain’t becu this
half a dozcu year.
Lawrenceville, G-a., Wednesday, January 31, 1872.
These goobervgrabbere’aren’t the stuff wt
fondly hojK'd they were;
They’d snk their State before they’d
let us folks “develop” her;
They scorn onr ‘ Knickerbocker stock,”
and spit on Plymouth rock,
And boast as being llugucnot—or old
Dominion stock.
We came—our carpet bags were lean—
we hadn’t much to boast—
From Maine and Massachusetts, we came,
a perfect host;
We go—our carpet-bags ore full of
Georgia bonds and sinch.
I reckon, altogether, we’ve enough to
make us rich.
We came to be “developers”—to show
these folks as how
New England brains were just the thing
they all are needing now.
We got “State Aid” to do the work,
and put some railroads through.
For every road we built we got ’bout
“aid’tenoogh for two.
We didn’t come for nothing, I guess we
all will say;
And I think as how the most of us have
kind o’ made it pay.
There’s Kimball—they do say that he
has failed for ’bout a million,
So trke us all, in all the States, I guess
we’ve got a billion.
There’s Scott, in South Carolina, with
JPP his twenty million clear,
And Bullock—but how much lie got
does not jest yet appear.
They’re mighty smart “developers"—
and la ! how they went in !
I reckon, on the whole, as how they’re
right well off for tin.
We didn’t come a teaching school; that’s
played out long ago.
The market for Geography and Grmmar
is too slow.
We didn’t bring ’em ’rithmetics, but pol
tics instead;
And went in for to make some laws and
’mend what laws they bed.
They talk about the Rule of Three —we
came to rule the State;
To make her Constitution, and for her
to legislate;
And some as high as Congress set their
aspiring Aggers,
And went there, too upon the votes of
woolly-headed niggers,
But that’s played out, our prospect ain’t
worth a tarnal cuss.
No chance here for “promotion.” This
State's too small for us;
So well go back to old York State, and
some of us to Maine —
Perhaps those old indictmeuts there will
not come up again.
We’re played, that’s sure. Our cake is
baked: onr race is fully ruu;
Milt. Smith is Uov’nor now you know;
he’ll pardon nary one;
Git up and git is now the word, and we
bad better mind;
Or these cussed goober-grabber laws will
snatch us inflows blind.
( What the other jxirtg sags about it.)
Your grand sires crossed the Delaware—
I think is what you say—
But, if they were like their grand sons
who flourish in onr day,
They may have crossed the Delaware
[this fact is not denied],
But only crossed to steal the spoons that
were on t’other side.
jjgrThe Americas Republican,
of Tuesday, has the following:
We learn that an old man, nam
ed Henry Ellison, and liis son,
were botii killed by a man, named
Melson, at Tazwell, Marion county,
on Saturday last. An election
was being held for a Justice of
the Peace, when Melson attempt
ed to force a negro to vote against
liis will, to which the elder Ellison,
who was acting as a manager in
the election, objected. Melson
took offense at this, and in the
dispute which followed became so
enraged that he struck Ellison in
the head witii a knife, inflicting a
fatal wound. Young Ellison Caine
up, and seeing his father in dan
ger, gave battle to the assailant,
and was killed almost instantly,
being stabbed twicc-once through
the heart The elder Ellison sur
vived about two hours. Melson,
after giving the iatal blows, was
struck down with a chair in the
hands of another son of Ellison,
and left for dead by the crowd
which gathered around the scene
of the tragedy; but, while the at
tention of the parties present was
taken up by the victims of liis an
ger, recovered and made good his
escape, and, at last accounts, had
not been captured.
The people of Glynn county have
been plea»atitly surprised that $300,-
000 of county bonds are missing.—
The Ordinary, a Massachusetts de
veloper, is also missing.
— • -
J. W. Wright, of Greenes boro,
advertises John McPherson, agent
for Gould & Bros , Rochester, New
York, dealers in fruit trees, as a
fruit tree swindler.
*LtTTowu pumps —Local editors.
“COMING EVENTS CAST THEIII SHADOWS BEFORE!”
For the Gwinnett Herald.
PEN AND INK SKETCHES.
NUMKKU XVIII.
William Nesbit.
Wm. Nesbit was—as stated in
one of my preceding sketches—
the first, sheriff of this county, and
held the office consecutively as
sheriff and deputy sheriff for four
teen years.
It lias been said—and it wan
universally conceded by the old
citizens—that he was the most
efficient sheriff the county ever
had. As an arresting officer, (‘spe
cially, lie lias had no equal within
my knowledge, so far as this coun
ty is concerned.
In liis day of sheriffing, tin* coun
ty was new, the population, to a
great extent, wild and lawless, and
had within its limits many despe
rados, as is common in all new
countries. It was said by Wm.
Brandon, once, “that North and
South Carolina bad both boiled
over, and the scum had run over
into the now part of Georgia.’*—
Many of those desperate men, had
at various times resisted success
fully the constables, but when
Nesbit got after them, if they could
not out run him, they were sure to
be taken.
I still remember liis clear, shrill
voice, in calling parties and svit
nesses into court. That clarion
voice is still upon my ear as lie
would open court, with his “Oyez!
oyez! oyez! The Superior Court
of Gwinnett county is now opened
according to adjournment. God
save the State and the Honorable
Court.” It was said wilhas much
grace and dignity as it is sui 1 in
England by one of the High Sher
iffs of the Realm.
Those were iny “robin-hood”
days—the days of log cabins and
sanded floors—of pewter plates
and basins displayed in the son
and to passers-by, on a shelf at
the front door, and to visitors in
the cupboard in the principal room
of the house—of tinkers with
packs on their backs to mend such
wares as might be broken, or to
mould new ones from the old, for
the thrifty house-wives. Those
were the days when the land was
fresh from tho hand of God. No
sedge or old pine-fields—and the
country was covered with magnifi
cent forests and the sti earns full
of fish. If a young man wished
to marry, he went on the other
side of the spring—or to another
on iiis father’s virgin soil—built
liis log cabin, cleared a turnip
patch and cowpen, married, and
went to multiplying and replenish
ing the earth according to law.
Since then, alas ! thecountiy is
scarred with red gullies and old
worn-out fields —the forests arc
gone—and if a young man mar
ries, there is but little assurance
but he will become a profligate
and debauchee, and procuring an
“Emigrant Ticket,” elopes with an
other woman to the distant West,
leaving Ids wife in wretchedness
and his children in want.
Mr. Nesbit served two sessions
in the Georgia Senate —first in
1829 and again in 1833.
11c was born in York District,
South Carolina, and in early life
came to Jackson county in this
State, and afterwards removed to
this counly, and died on the 27th
of June, 1803, in the 70lh year of
his age.
He iived for many years near
the DeKalb line, on the “Old High*
tower Trail”—the dividing linn
between the counties of Gwinnett
and DeKalb.
Mr. Nesbit was a man of strik
ing appearanoe ; full six feet high ;
of rounded proportions, evinc
ing strength and activity; a re
markable walk, indicating indepen
dence and resolution, liis iaco
was of the finest typo, not only
bespeaking manliness, but kiud
ness and benevolence.
Upon a recent visit, by the wri
ter, to his son, Hon. John Nesbit,
of Milton county, be showed me
his photograph. It was a perfect
sac simile of Win. Nesbit—with
his peculiar form, handsome faee,
and determined contour of the
mouth—that had so often excited
my admiration of the original
when in life.
It was in his domestic life that
the nobler and kinder traits of tho
man were displayed. When liis
married daughters would reach
that point in married life—wo
man’s greatest extremity—when
all the affections of a father are
drawn out, and his keenest solici
tude aroused for the safe passage
through the dread ordeal, he would
be there—at the bed-side —to ad
minister comfort and assurance;
and amid all his noble traits of
character, this was the noblest,
the kindest, the best of all !
Of all the men whom I have, or
may write, the subject of this
sketch has claims upon me hardly
equalled by any. He was for a long
series of years the fast friend and
companion of my father, and the
devoted friend of bis family.—
Agreeing in all their views—espe
cially of polities—they were in
harmony through a long life, with
uninterrupted friendship and cor
diality. Being of the first settlers
of the new county, they went
shoulder to shoulder in efforts to
suppress crime and rascality, and
contracted an intimacy that termi
nated only with their lives.
I would that I was competent to
pronounce a suitable eulogy of his
private life and public services. 1
feel my inability for the task.
He, with his associates and com
peers of the early times and histo
ry of our county, had their brief
day, and have now nearly all
“Wrapped the drapery of their
couch about them, and have laid
down to pleasant dreams.”
It is left to me, in a feeble way,
to call up their memories and brief
ly to recount some of their many
virtues. The task is agreeable,
but the service is lame !
“I name them over, one by one.
Ami weep o’er days forever gone—
O’er friends whose suns of life have set,
And voices thrilling memory yet.
I’hoy vanished like a morning beam,
Or sunlight on the rippling stream ;
And gloom lurks in the web of years,
And hope of youth all disappears.
Now when the Moon her Chariot drives,
And night, the jewelled Maid arrives,
I think upon departed hours
With hush of moon and blush of flowers.'
W.
— «o. »
Blue Eyes Behind the Veil.
Mr. Edge was late at breakfast.
That was not an unusual occur
rence, and be was disposed to l>e
cross; which was likewise noth
ing new. So he retired behind the
newspaper, and devoured liis
eggs and toast without vouchsaf
ing any reply to the remarks of
the fresh-looking little lady oppo
site, to wit: Mrs. Edge. But she
was gathering together her forces
for the final onslaught, and when
at length Mr. Edge had got down
to the last paragraph, and laid
aside the paper, it Came.
“Dear, didn’t you say you was
going to have a hundred dollars
for my new futs, to-day ?”
‘‘What furs?” (rather shortly
was this spoken.) “Oh, pshaw !
What is the use of being so ex
travagant? 1 have no money to
lay out in useless follies. The old
ones arc good enough for any sen
sible woman to wear.”
Mrs. Edge, good, meek little
soul that she was, relapsed into
immediate silence. She only sigh
ed a soft inward sigh,'and pres
ently began a new attack.
“ilenry, will you g« with me to
my aunt’s, to night ?”
“Can’t you go alone ?”
“Alone, how would it look I”
Mrs E’s temper -for she had one,
though it did not parade itself—
was aroused. “You are so neg
lected of those little attentions
you used to pay me once; you
never walk with me, nor pick up
my handkerchief, nor notice my
dress as you once did.”
“Well, a fellow can’t be forever
waiting on women, can he ?”
growled Mr. Edge.
“You could be polite enough to
Mrs Waters, last night, when you
never thought to ask whether I
wanted any thing, though you
knew perfectly well that I had a
headache—l don’t believe you care
as much for me as yob used to.”
And Mrs. Edge looked extremely
pretty with the tears in her blue
eyes and a quiver on Xlic round,
rosy lips.
“Pshaw,” said the husband peev
ishly. “Now don’t be silly, Maria.”
“And in the stage, yesterday,
vou never asked me if I was warm
enough, or put my shawl around
me. It was mortifying enough,
Ilenry ; indeed it was.’’
“I didn’t know women were
such fools.” said Mr. Edge, as lie j
drew on his overcoat, to escape |
the tempest which was fu3t ap
proaching. “Am I the sort of
mnn to make a ninny of myself
doing the polite to any sort of a
female creature? Did you ever
know ine to be conscious whether
[s2 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE.
a woman had on a shawl ora shal
low-tailed coat?”
Maria eclipsed the blue eyes be
hind a little pocket-handkerchief,
and Henry banged the door loud
enough to give Betty in the kitch
en a nervous start.
“Raining again I Ido believe
we are going to have a second del
uge,” said Mr. Edge to himself,
that evening, as lie ensconced six
feet of iniquity into the southwest
corner of the car at city ball.
“Go ahead, conductor, can’t you
see we are full, and it is dark al
ready ?”
“In one minute, sir,” said the
conductor, us lie helped a little
woman, with a basket, on hoard.
“Now, sir, move up a little, it* you
please.”
Mr. Edge was exceedingly com
fortable and did not want to
move, but the light of the lamp
filling on the pearly forehead and
shining golden hair of the comer,
lie altered his mind and moved lip,
“What lovely eyes,” quoth he,
mentally, as he bestowed a single
acknowledged smile. "Real violet,
the very color I most admire !
Bless me 1 what business have old
men like me to be thinking übout
eyes. There, she has drawn a
confounded veil over her face, and
the light is ns dim as a tallow dip;
hut those were pretty eyes I”
The fair possessor of those blue
eyes shivered slightly and drew
her mantilla close around her
shouldcis.
“Are you cold, Miss ? Pray
honor me by wearing my Shawl.
1 do not need it myself.”
She did not refuse—she mur
mured some faint apology for
troubling him, but it was not a re-
fusal.
“No trouble —not a bit,"said lie,
with alacrity, arranging it on her
tapering shoulders, and then, as
the young lady handed Her fare to
the conductor, lie said to himself,
“what a slender little hand! it
there is any thing I admire in. ,
woman it is a pretty hand. Won
der what kind of a mouth she has
got? it must be a delightful one
if it corresponds with the hair and
eye8 —jdaguo take that veil.”
But “plague,” whoever that inys*
lical power may be, did not take
possession of the veil, so Mr.
Edge’s curiosity about the blue
eyed damsel remained unsatisfied.
“Have you room enough, Miss ?
1 fear you are crowded. Pray sit
a little closer to me.”
“Thank yon, sir,” was the soft
reply coming from behind the veil,
as Mr. Edge reflected—like an an
gel from a dark cloud. And his
heart gave a large thump as the
pretty shoulder touched his own
shaggy overeat in a hesitating
sort of a way.
“Decidedly this is getting quite
romantic,” thought lie, and then
with an audible whisper, “what
would Maria say ?’’
The rest of that long, dreary
ride was delicious with the shoul
der against liis own. How gal
lantly' he jumped up to pull the
strap for her —by some streak it
happened to be at the very street
where lie intended to stop. And
under the circumstances we hardly
blame, wlicn the cars stopped so
suddenly that she caught at his
arm for the squeeze he gave the
plump, rosy hand—any man of
sense would have done the same—
it was such an inviting little lily.
“Allow mo to carry your basket,
Miss, as our path lies in the same
direction,” said Mr. Edge, courte
ously, relieving her of her burden
as lie spoke ; ‘and—and —may lie
you’d find less difficulty if you
take my arm.’ ”
Well, wasn’t it delightful ? Mr.
Edge lorgot tHo wet streets and
pitchy darkness —ho thought lie
was walking oil roses. Only as
he approached his door he began
to feel a little nervous, and wished
the little incognito would not hold
on so tight. Suppose Maria should
be at the window on the lookout,
as she often was, how would she
interpret mutters ? He couldn t
make her believe that lie only
wanted to be polite to tHe tail
traveler. Besides his sweeping
declarations in the morning—she
would be sure to recall them. As
be stopped at the riglit number,
and he bade her adieu, he was as
tonished to see her likewise run
up the steps to enter. Gracious
Apollo ! he burst into a cold per
sgi ration at the idea of the young
lady’s error.
“I think yen must have made a
mistake, Miss,” he stammered;
“this can’t be your house.”
“But it was too late—she was
already iu the brilliantly lighted
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hall, and turning around threw off
her dripping habiliments, and
made a low courtesy.
“Why, it’s my wife 1” gasped
Mr. Edge.
“And happy to see tl at you
have not forgotten all your gal
lantry towards us ladies,'’pm sued
the merciless little puss, her bine
eyes (they were pretty) all in a
dance with suppressed roguery.
Edge looked from ceiling to
floor in vain search for a loop hole
to retreat, but the search was
unavailing.
“Well,” he said in the most
sheepish of tones, “it’a the first
time I was ever polite to a woman
in the cars, and hang me if it
shan’t be the last.”
“You see, my dear," said ecstat
ic little lady, “I didn’t expect to
be delayed so long, and not any
idea I tumid meet with such atten
tion in the cars, and that from my
husband, too ! Goodness gra
cious, how aunt Priscilla will en
joy the joke ”
“If you tell that old harpy I
will never hear the last of it,” said
Edge in desperation.
"Very probable,” was the pro
voking reply of his wife.
“Now, look licrc, darling,” Said
Mr. Edge, eoaxingly, “you won’t
say any thing, will you ? A lel
low don’t want to be laughed at by
all the world. 1 say. Marin, you
shall have the prettiest furs ill
New York if you will only keep
quiet—you shall, upon my honor.”
The terms were satisfactory,
and Maria capitulated—who
woiil !n’t ? And tiiat is the way
she got those splendid furs that
filled the hearts of all her female
friends with envy. And perhaps
it was what made Mr. Edge such
a courteous husband ever since.
The most definite description
a Down East woman could give of
her lost baby was, “kinder fat, with
a calico dress on.”
_i—• y «-»»■■' —-
r Mr Y yung Sutton, who was soil
of the Bishop of Canterbury, was too
hot tempered for a Bishop's boy.—
One day he wont into Saunders dc
Otlcy's shop, Very angry at not hav
ing received some books he had
ordered. He “blew,” indeed, until
one of the partneis intimated to him
that liis language was past endurance.
“I don’t know who you are,” was the
answer, “but I don’t want to annoy
you personally, as you may not bo
tho one in fault; it’a your confounded
house that I blame. You may bo
Othy, and you may be Saunders. —
If you are Saundeis, d— n Otley . If
you are Oiler, d—n Saunders ! I
mean nothing personal to you."
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A voting lady while walking
with a young gentleman, stum
bled; and when her companion, to
prevent her falling, grasped her
hand somewhat .tightly, she sim
pered, “O, sir, if it comes to that,
you must ask my pa !”
©ay* The Grand Duke Alexis
was snow-balled in St. Louis last
Tuesday. While liding around
the city with a party of friends, a
gang of boys was encountered
who instantly recognized the im
perial visitor. With a chorus of
yells, “There's the Juke!” and
‘ Give it to the Soli of a Czar!” tho
mitrailleus snow-balls was dis
charged. Royalty ducked beneath
the fast descending missils, but
ducking availed not, aid Alexis
smiled a grim smile as tho Demo
cratic snow ti ckled down his
neck. The mind of the average
American gamin is not up to de
cent respect of royalty.
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A’-gT If our young friends will
smoke we advise them to give
their breath the benefit of Darby’s
Prophylactic Fluid.
tUf' “Whar is Europe to Amer
ica ?” said a stump orator. “No
whar ! Whar is England ? No
wliar I They call England tho
mistress of the sea; lint what
makes the sea ? Tho Mississippi!
and all we’ve got to do is to turn
the Mississippi into tne Mammoth
Gave, and the English navy will
bo floundering in the mud.”
I
Jt iT A minister, being asked by
a wag, if there were any quarrel
some women in heaven, turned
red, hesitating, scratched liis head,
and replied : “Really, sir, I—l—l
have never been there to see !”
g3T Young ladies, as a genera!
rule, partake more hardly of the
supper at an evening entertainment
than the young men.
No. 43.