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Son and three in the afternoon, at
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. nronertv is situated.
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N'otiee'to debtors and creditors of an
ate must also be published 40 days.
Notice for the sale of personal proper
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Notice that application will be made
the Court of Ordinary for leave to
I land must be published for four weeks.
Citations on letters of administration,
ardianship, &c., must be published 30
y g. for dismission from administration,
mthly, three months; for dismission
>m guardianship, 40 days.
Rules for the foreclosure of mortgages
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■ establishing lost papers, for the full
jee of three months ; for compelling
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iere bond has been given by the de
ised.tlie full space of three months.
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ir weeks.
Rstray notices, two weeks.
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lording to these, the legal requirements,
ess otherwise ordered.
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Hi..!, wish. wm. e. SIMMONS.
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ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Hwrencevii.le, Georgia.
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
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in the counties of Gwinnett,
Hli, Jackson and Milton.
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T. M. PEEPLES, PROPRIETOR ]
Vol. I.
In the Bright Days to Come.
In the brighter days to come,
We shall forget the gloom
That falls around the weary heart
Like shadows of the tomb.
The sunshine then will brightly fall
Upon life's golden store,
And cares that throng our pathway now,
Will come to us no more.
It is the dream of brighter hours
That cheer our hearls to-day,
When roses blushing through the thorns,
Will gladden all my way.
And if no starry crown be set
On life’s unfading tree,
Hope whispers that a chaplet wreath
Is waiting there for me.
Alas! how many pilgrims here
Are watching long in vain
For brighter days of happiness
To come to them again.
They never see how cold and dark
The shadows round them lie,
For hope’s brighter star sends its pure ray
Athwart the frowning sky.
If there never comes to us
The joys for which we wait,
Tis that sweet voice that leads us still
Up to the pearly gate?
It is the angle hope that comes
A messenger of love,
To brighten all the hours of life
And lead us home above.
■
For the Gwinnett Herald.
PEN AND INK SKETCHES.
Evan Howell
Was born iu Cabarius county,
North Carolina, the 23d of Octo
her, 1782.
In early life lie was an invalid
and went on crutches. Being poor
and disabled from hard labor, he
learned the saddler’s trade, by
which he might earn a livelihood.
Recovering in a few years, he
married and went to farming—him
self and his wife being the princi
pal laborers. Soon be borrowed
money, and with it purchased a
negro girl, and soon after com
menced to sell goods on a small
scale, in his native county.
Fifty years ago, he moved to
Georgia and settled on the Chatta
hoochee, in this county, where he
died ; and for a half a century was
a citizen of Gwinnett, and one of
the best. Here he carried on his
farm and continued the business of
selling goods successfully. lie
did a large crediting business, for
a country store, and was indul
gent to bis customers, yet was a
close collector.
In those days it was common for
men to get in debt and settle by
running away. Some at first
would attempt to settle with Mr.
Howell in this way, but was al
ways unsuccessful. He always
pursued them —was sure to over
take them—and surealways to get
his money. The frequent occur
rences of this sort, his invariable
success, soon established for him
such a character, that those con
templating settlements in this
way, would always settle properly
with Mr. Howell, before leaving.
I never heard of but one in
stance in which he was well nigh
baffled. James White, who was a
shrewd, cunning man, got into ev
ery body’s debt, and Mr Howell’s
as well. He ran away and Mr.
Howell pursued, doubting his suc
cess; for he had a keen insight
into White’s character, and well
understood his cunning. White
expected it, and remarked after
wards, that he feared no one but
Howell. He had been gone seve
ral hours and knew that by this
time Howell must be hard after
him, and to elude him took the
back track for home, in a zig-zag
direction. Howell lost his track,
which threw him somewhat in con
fusion ; but recovering directly,
concluded that lie must have re
turned home, which proved to be
correct; for he had returned, cros
sed the river, took down its banks
and went home. Mr. Howell re
turned by a different route, and
getting on the flank side of White’s
house, met him in the road, mak
ing off again. Of course, White
had to pay the debt.
Mr. Howell was unlike old Johu
Phinazy, in one particular at least.
Phinazy was a merchant and a
Dutchman- One of his customers
run away, indebted to him and
others. Mr. Phinazy was informed
of it the next morning, by another
of the man’s creditors. Scratching
his head and thinking for a mo
ment, be said : “Well, he may go
to de debil —I ish got hisli note.”
Mr. Howell was a shrewd busi
ness man, strong sense, keen in
sight into the character of men,
self-reliant, and of indefatigable
perseverance.
lie amassed a large estate of
land, negroes and money ; and did
It by his energy, good judgment —
Lawrenceville, G-a., Wednesday, February 28, 1872.
never ‘making a mistake in his
business transactions.
lie raised four sons—all shrewd,
intelligent men, following some
what in the footsteps of their “Il
lustrious predecessor,” and three
daughters, who are all intelligent
ladies.
The law suit, growing out of the
settlement of his estate, may be
noted as an unfortunate finale of
Mr. Howell.
He labored—toiled by day and j
by night to amass property; he
underwent hardships and priva
tions, through a long life, to heap
up “the paltry tilings of this
world, not knowing who shall
gather them;’’ bickerings, strife,
and heart burnings, result to his
offspring therefor, and will not be
healed probably for two genera
tions; for “It is easier to take a
city than to reconcile a brother!”
But such i 3 life: men toil
through summer’s heats and win
ter’s cold to make money, and
for what ? To create enmity and
hatred among his children when
he is dead ! Rather let me die my
own executor!
Mr. Howell, for a life-long peri
od, was in sentiment a religious
mail, and a Baptist in persuasion.
He often expressed his great con
fidence in Christ —His love, His
mercy, and His justice. He joined
the Primitive Baptist church at
Sweet Water in 1867, and was
baptised in the blue waters of his
loved Chattahoochee, near his own
home, at his own request. And it
was fit and proper. This beautiful
stream had rolled onward, and
onward, in its meanderings to the
gulf near by bis own home, for
fifty years! No doubt he bad
bad many a conflict with the
mortal enemy of our race near its
limpid waters, and it was lit and
proper that he should give testi
mony to bis triumphs over that
enemy, in his last days, by being
“Buried in Baptism,” beneath its
pellucid waters; and is well!
1 always loved the Chattahoo
chee—for the grandeur of its flow,
for its gentle waves, its quiet rip
ple, and the poetry of its name.
Many years agone, its placid wa
ters were rippled by the rude
canoe of the Cherokee; and its
limpid waves washed the tawny
limbs of bis tribe. Where now is
that tribe ? Where now is the
agile forms that once sported
within the majestic river? liis
bones have long been buried in
the far off land of the setting sun,
and his spirit gone to “new hunt
ing-grounds” in the land of the
“Great Spirit.”
But the noble stream still flows
on, and on, and on, iu its ceaseless
flow.
“Each little rill, each mountain river,
Roll mingling to their home forever!”
The writer knew Mr. Howell
long. I remember vividly bis neat
personal appearance, his silvered
locks, bis peculiar face and gen
tlemanly deportment. lie was
always cordial to me and those
coming after me. He may have
had-his foible, the common inheri
tance of all mortal men; but in
this brief, passing tribute, I will
say : for his memory I cherish the
kindest regards. W.
What Good Roads Do.—An
exchange truly Bays :
Good roads benefit every one
residing along their course. Good
roads save horse flesh ; they facil
tate the transportation of produce
to market; they save your temper;
they increase the value of yout
lands; they lend attractiveness to
the eye of a stranger; they in
crease the traffic and business of
a town by its vitality in all branch
es of trade. Show us a town which
receives a large country trade by
means of the line roads leading to
it, and we will show you a place
that is lively, progressive, and
thrifty, with money circulating
plenty, and men in all branches of
industry as busy as beavers.
The Utica Observer says that
the Clearfield fair consisted of a
calf, a goose and a pumpkin. It
rained so hard the first night that
the goose swam off, the calf broke
loose and ate the pumpkin, and a
thief prowling around stole the
calf, and that ended the fair.
A Norwegian lady ha 3 arrived at
Milwaukee with some twenty of her
children. She says there are so
many accidents she didn’t think it
safe to bring them all on one boat,
as in case of wreck she wouldn’t have
any heart to commence life in a new
country. She expects the rest of
them shortly. 1
“COMING EVENTS CAST THEIR SHADOWS BEFORE!”
Perkins has tlie Toothache.
When 1 went to bed that night 1
apprehended trouble. Along one jaw,
the left one, occasionally capered a
grumbling sensation. It kept me
awake an hour or so trying to deter
mine whether that was all thsre was
of it or whether there was something
to come afto that which would need
my wakeful presence to contend
against. Thus pondering, I fell asleep,
and forgst all about the trouble.
I don’t know how long I slept, but
I fell to dreaming I had made a
match for SSB a side to fight a cross
cut saw in a steam mill, and was well
to work on the job when the saw got
my head between its teeth. I thought
this was a favorable time to wake np,
and I did so. It immediately trans
pired that I might better have stayed
where I was and take the chances
with the saw.
I found myself sitting straight up
in bed, with one hand spasmodically
grasping my jaw, and the other sway
ing to and fro without any apparent
cause.
It was an awful pain. It bored
like lightning through the basement
of my jaw, darted across the roof of
my month and ran lengthwise of my
teeth. If everything had been a
drunken plow, located by a demon
across the stump lot, I think the
observer would understand my con
dition. I could no more get hold of
the tearful agony that was cavorting
around in me than I coaid pick up
a great hurry.
Suddenly it stopped. Tt went,
giving me a paitiug k'ck that fairly
made me howl.
I thoitodit I was rid of the tooth
ache, but a grumbling set in the next
morning. It was just like the feeling
of the night before; and a still voice
said to me, “Look out, Perkins.”
I did. I went right away to the
dentist who has pulled the teeth of
our family and knew our peculiari
ties.
There was an uneasy smell about
his office, it was very suggestive of
trouble, and and as I snutled it in I
experienced a sinking feeling in the
pit of my stomach. I looked at him
and sickly smiled. He was never,
even on holidays, the hanhsomest of
men; but now his appearance was
very depressing He looked like a
corpse with a lighted candle inside
of it.
I told him what the matter was
with me; how that I had been up all
night with a four story pain; how
my wife had been thrown out of the
bed by the violence of my suffering;
how—
He asked me if I wouldn’t sit down.
I sat on what was once a hogshead,
hut now cut down and newly carpet
ed. lie held hack my head, opened
my mouth,and went to fishing around
inside with a piece of watch spring.
And while lie angled he conversed.
Said he:
You have cauglfl a terrible hard cold.
“I have?”
It seams the trouble is with one of
the biscupids.”
Of course I didn't know what a
biseupid was, but I thought it
wouldn’t look well in the head of the
family being stuck with so short
word as that; so I asked with some
vigor:
“Which one!”
“The tumerous one,” said he.
“I am glad it ain’t any worse,” I
replied with a sigh of relief.
“The frontal bone is not seriously
affected; the submaxilary gland is
somewhat enlarged, but it does not
necessarily follow that parotitus will
ensue.”
“1 am proud to hear that,” said I
which I certainly was, although if
the parotitus has ensued, it is not at
all likely that I should have minded
it much unless it was something that
would spoil, as 1 was dressed up in
my best.
He kept on talking and angling.
“The cesophagus ain’t loose,” he
remarked.
“Ah !” said T, winking at him.
“Ob, no, the ligaments are quite
firm. I might say —”
“Did it hurt you?” he asked as
cool and calm as the lid of an ice
cream freezer.
“Hurt me! Great Heavens ! Did
you expect to split mo open with a
watch spring and not hurt me ?
What was the matter? Did you slip?”
“Certainly not 1” he said ; “I was
just getting hold of the tooth. Just
hold your head back an instant, and
I I will have it out at once.”
“I guess I won’t try it again,” raid
I with a shiver. “The toothache is
enough, but it is heaven alongside of
that watch spring. You may come
up sometime aud pull it out when I
ain’t at home. 1 think I could en
dure the operation if I was ofl about
eighteen blocks. Come up when you
can.” *
Household Service—-Boys
Head This.
Miss Julia Colman, in one of
her practical and sensible ai tides
on the “Health of our Women,” in
Home and Health, discourses thus:
“But suppose there be not wo
men enough in a family to do the
work, suppose its members be
11108113’ men or boys ?”
Well, let them work. Who liae
any’ objections V It is no disgrace
for any man to wait on himself
nor on his family, any more than
it is for his wife to do so. It al
ways appeared to me a strange
kind of gallantry that would not
allow a man to stand b}’ and see a
woman bring in an armful of
wood, or replenish the fuel in the
stove, or lilt a pail of water sitli
out springing to her help, aud } r et
permitted him to go away into
another room, or to take a paper
and sit down, when he knew she
was doing all this and much more,
and be doing nothing of im
portance. When the family all
occupy one room for living and
woiking, all such pretense usii
ally dies out, and the wile and
mother works oil and on, perhaps
for hours, while the men folks
do absolutely nothing. 1 have
been struck with that state of
affairs on Sabbath especially,
when tlie wife and mother, who
bus been working all the week,
must keep on working still, though
she needs rest as much or more
than any other member of the fam
ily, and that, too, when the work
that is wearing her out would be
healthful excercise to the others.
Why is this ? Is the work that
women do so degrading that men
can not touch it ? I have seen
them do it, and do it gracefully,
and I honored them tor it, and
they honored themselves by it. 1
believe there is no great suffering
without some great wrong, and
very often the two lie very near
each other. Surely it is one of
the simplest and most rational so
lutions of the problem of women’s
excessive household work to have
men and boys to do some portion
of it. I see no reason against it,
unless there is caste in work,
and women are foredoomed to the
drudgery.
It seems to me that for their
own good men-kind should be
taught to wait upon themselves in
early life. Ido not see why a boy
should not be taught to make
his own bed properly, and keep
bis room in order, just as much as
a girl. He should also be taught
to do bis own mending. It will
save him from mortification and
annoyance a great many times
throughout life, and it would cer
tainly prevent his becoming that
egregious laughing-stock in the
eyes of all sensible women, the
man who justifies himself in get
ting up a tornado because some
woman lias omitted to sew a but
ton on liis shirt. If a i!*aii s equa
niinity is at the mercy of such tri
fles, I would advise him by all
means to take them iu bis own
bunds and learn how to do them
for himself. It is the only security
for serene independence, for ab
sence from home, and accidents of
all sorts will happen. -Children
will be sick, and wives and moth
ers will be sick, and die off, too,
for that matter.
The»*how much better things
would be at home if on Saturday
oveuing each stalwart son should
sew on his own missing buttons,
and makegood the deficiencies of
liis own stockings, rather than to
be gossiping at the tavern.or loaf
ing on the street corners, or even
yawning dutifully in the house
around the poor tired mother, who
may be obliged to sit up till mid
night to do the aggregate of this
work for all of them.
I have known eases, too, where
a mother of boys only has from
sheer necessity selected one to
help her in her labors, and rcluc
tantly made him the “girl boy” of
the family. But it is always a
blessing to him. He becomes
commonly the most versatile, the
most gentle, the most successful
of them all in after life, if no prej
udice against bis work lias been
allowed to warp his feelings. The
greatest wrong is in depriving the
others of their share of tho ad
vantages.
It is no small benefit to a man
to bo able to know how to manage
skillfully all the common details
of the preparation of food. It
may often give him a comfortable
meal when otherwise lie would be
half starved somewheie in the
vicissitudes of life, and no one
can toll what is before him. How
[*2 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE.
No. 50.
many a weary traveler Ims been
thankful fur such knowledge! 1
know men who pride themselves
on it not a little. How many a
poor soldier in our late war lias
blessed the fortune, I ought to be
able to say blessed the mother,
that taught him ! Mothers should
teach their bo}'B all such things,
and expect them to practice them,
both for their own good and the
good of all the family, so long as
they remain at home.
When they are married their
wives may pet and wait upon them
to their heart’s content; but in
case of any slight illness, and no
help at hand, what a delightful
independence it give* a man to
be able to get bis own breakfast
and put things neatly away, and
leave the wife nothing to do but
to take care of herself and get
welt again. It is bad enough to
have the wife sick ; but any civil
izeil man wlio has experienced in
addition the utter desolation of
having the house incomplete con
fusion, and every tiling at loose
ends, without being able to recti
ly it, ought to appreciate a little
practical training in that direc
tion. Tho service that the boys
w uld perfoim in the meantime,
so long as they remain at home,
vYould relieve a woman’s work of
many extra tasks, and often ren
der the remaining work endura
ble, for there is no fear but that
there will be work enough left to
keep women busy all the da}' long.
It’ll Nebber Come no Mo.
IVe been waitin’ long for de good old time
Hat’ll nebber come no mo’;
When I used to rock an' work an’ sing.
In do little cabin do’.
My Sam was dnr wid liis fiddle—
|’o’ Satn, he's gone— done Head I
Dead for de want of food an’ clothes,
An' de shelter oberhead.
An’ little Mose—well, he's dead too;
flow he used to dance and sing,
While Jim an' Folly, and all de res’,
Went “roan’ an’ rouu’ de ring.”
Ole M issis—bless her dear ole soul—
Would luff till her sides gib way,
An’ Massa’d stop-nt my cabin, just
To say, “How's Ole Mammy to-day?"
De boys—l mean ole Massa’s boys—
I)ey lubbed Ole Mammy, too—
Who nursed ’em eb’ry blessed one,
Clean down to little Mass Loo,
IV Mass' Loo! He went to the fight—
But he nebber come back no more;
We hear dat he full wid a bullet in de
brea
In de front ob de battle roar.
He'd put his arms aroun’ my neck
An' say, “Mummy, 1 lull you so!”
He didn’t see no harm in dat,
Do his Mammy was black and po\
Ole Missis died wid a broken heart
When de las’ ob de boys was killed;
An Maasa he bowed liis head ari’ cried
Dat his cup of sorrow was filled.
An’ yere I,vesot,a waitin’ an’ waitin’
For de good lime cornin’ no mo’
An' I see ole Missis a callin’ to me
Across from de odder sho’l
Lador. —“Labor,” says the Rev.
Newman llnb, “as a mighty magician,
walks fortli into a region uninliab
ited and waste; ho looks earnestly on
the scene so quiet in its desola
tion; then waving liis wonder
working wand, those dreary valleys
smile with golden harvest—those
barren mountain slopes afe cluthed
with foliage—the furnace blazes—the
anvil rings—ilia busy wheels whirl
round—the town appear* —the mart
of commerce, the hall of science, the
temple of religion, rear high their
lofty front*—» forest of mast*, gay
with varied pennon*, rise* from the
harbor—the quays are crowded with
commercial spoils which enrich both
him who receives and him who yields
—representatives of lar-ofl region*
make it their resort —science enlist
the elements of the earth and heaven
in it* service—art, awaking, clothes
it* strength with beauty —literature,
new-born, redoubles and perpetuates
its praise -civilization smiles—liberty
is glad—humanity rejoices—piety
exults, for the voice of industry and
gladness is heard on every band; and
who, contemplating such results, will
deny that there is dignity in labor?”
A free supply of water, it is
said, would add a million dollars a
month to tbs present gold yield in
California.
A wag lent a clergyman a horse,
which ran away and threw him,
and theu claimed credit for “aid in
spreading the Gospek"
____
A Sioux City paper tells of a
woman there who “died, and was
dead two hours and recovered
again.’ 1
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A Caller’s Experience wlien
New York was without Ons.
Yes, the gas works have explo
ded, and Egytian datknesa is upon
ns. I don’t care, only it seriously
interfers with our ritualism at St.
Albans and Dr. Ewer’s. Last
night I lmd to take a lantern to
find the church nt all.
Tho gas work people say nobody
has been hurt by the explosion.
I guess if they could sec the fun
and sentiment, the proposals and
surrenders of hoarts in up town
parlor*, they would say differently.
A good many people—sentimental
young people—have been hurt.
Sunday evening was a great
night above Thirty-fourth street.
Darkness prevailed in a thousand
parlors. Many’ young ladies ex
pected their sweethearts that
night. Nobody’s face was visible.
I was greeted as "Dear William”
twenty four times by gushing
young iidies. I made one call on
a newly married couple. The
young wife came tripping into the
dark hallway. “My dear William I
why did you stay away so long?”
exclaimed a sweet young voice,
and then she threw her arms wild
ly around my neck—our lips met.
At one house on Thirty fourth
street a sweet, liquid-eyed bru
nette, threw her arms lovingly
around me.
"O, Walter, why did you not
come last Sunday r” she sobbed ;
then she sank sweetly on my
bosom.
There was no light—not even a
candle. So 1 raid, “Weep not,
Laura,” and then I kissed her
thirty six times.
It was nice.
I called on Forty-sixth street.
A pondroua matron came tripping
into the hail—dress decolette, hair
a la Pompadour. She seized my
hand earnestly and said :
“O, Charles! Ido hope you will
like the opera to-night ; kiss in©
before we go.”
Which I did.
“Do you love me, George ?” eho
whispered.
"Undoubtedly,” 1 remarked.
“How much, darling 7”
“Too much—too much !” I fal
tered.
“Oh! I am too happy,” she mur
mured, as she twisted her fingers
in my aburn hair, and held me in
a sweet embrace.
This sort of thing went on at
twenty seven different houses. I
liked it. To night I shall make
thirty-two calls.
■«W» W'"
Webster and Branch. — While
John Branch, of North Carolina,
was General Jackson’s Secretary of
the Navy, he, Tazewell mid Daniel
Webster were walking on the north
hank of the Potomac, tu Washington.
Tazewell, willing to amuse himself at
Branch’s simplicity, said, “Branch
I’ll het you a teu-dollar hat that 1 can
prove that you are on the other side
of the river.” “Done,” said Branch.
“Woll,” said Tazewell, pointing to the
opposite shore, “isn’t that one side
of the river?” “Yes” “Well isn’t this
the other side?” “Yes.” “Then as
vou are here, are you not on the
other side?” “Why l declare,” said
poor Branch, “so it is! But hers
corue* Webster. I’ll win back my
hat from him.” Webster now cams
up, and Branch accosted him:
Webster I’ll bet you a ten-dollar hat
that 1 can prove that you are on tho
other side of the river!” “Done.”
“Well, isn’t this one side?” “Yes.”
“Well, isn’t that the other?” “Ye*,
but l am not on that tide.” Branch
hung his head, mid eubmited to tho
less of the two hats as quietly as b&
could.
One of our citizens went to the
cHrs to see his daughter otf. Securing'
her a seat, he passed out of the car,,
and went round to her window to
say a parting word, as is frtqiuuly
done on such, occasions. While hi
was passing out, the daughter left
the seat to speak to a friend, and at.
the same time a prim-looking lady,
who occupied theseat with her, moved,
up to the window. Unaware of the
important changes inside, our venec*
abie friend hastily put his face up, to
the window and horriedly exclaimed;
“One more kiss, sweet pet.”
In another instant the point of a
blue cottoi) umbrella caught his
seductive lip*, followed by the pas*
sionate induction.
“Scat, you grey headed wretch !”
And he soalted. —Ex
An lowa girl has contracted to
cut and clear 320 acres of
land this winter.
For removing mildew from cloth*
iug, use l>aiby*s FropbylacttQ
Fluid diluted with water.