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About Weekly Gwinnett herald. (Lawrenceville, Ga.) 1871-1885 | View Entire Issue (March 23, 1881)
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BSCELLANY- Bmjng to woo B- ”••'.1.1 make 11 smart, ca B»>»"- you git the right B husband," said Uncle Hfi Kingsley, chucking me chin. “I know where SB splendid chance for you clunce !” Hit: lasted, amused at Huiums seriousness. H ! . Brasherville,” an- Hlncis Jutlmm, knowingly. H T Yna!l consider the mat Hrlv, and I'll ,<,end him 1.1 ('.insider the mat H i i answered, not hav ■ ; *' n!t ’d idea that Lucie B 'Yonld take me at my ■ ; > ; f«r. ali mt s wook d"i'<rture, . 1 the ■.'"'ICC. Winch, from iu * k' uli crally, had most n.-n r. !ur,l day’s work: Xi:i ( s—l U-. e B’ l,i inform you that ’i H" ■' mjoyin’ the same B 'i* account of your B^ !ui; ' to my doer do B Jou wan n i n-5 l as 1 d r; ite Interest, in your B HII J>aa ' we!, iU1 ’ i think a B '‘° 4n YyouEl he the Best r you BJ° U to considtir H? l ‘ 1 ’ u;lrl J if 1 would send B"V'i le,s l’ :: ‘ktable man, l««i «*"*“ ■* C;!- 4S: Be,, n „ l ! WTe An J tronb Bu M J * B K«t 8(J akers ■ anJ 111 tho whull of ■Y^ 1 8 eow.s an' sever If ' fins gorn' to Btarl K Bhu KIS ‘ nan 'id- now he to SCO to BkAn;,ltY <UkeepiU ’ ls «° ■ ‘Y about You - an m ,z ui h oniy yo ' ir ° H.u I. |, tiowiiumever, Htlie!, . Y Ho will come Bouti y, l1 "' 1 wotk ’ an< Bakin' ! ll \ n t 0 Header Bonlv a k*i’g'iu, es Kid to ti ''I 44 t°- lie was Kiel n ,; h Y' lt<> MiSS,ls Fmcdi | .“"Pants when sli6 Bi.o r ■ °ftor bill amount K« hand. l 0,U1, “- He «ot I'ver beelrsY eSt . 6mv ‘ , " tun BiOiiiy U P in the sym p ‘ l tjoui conclude Mo m Weekly Gwinnett Herald. TYI.KU M. I’KKI’LKj ) Kl)ITOK AND I‘ItOI'KIKTOK ( act fur your inrrest, I scribe mv- Self, J Yonr aflecslmnate uncle, doTHAM KimSLKT. To Miss Susan Spencer.” Dur me ! I never laughed in all my life before as I did over that letter, with its awful spelling, and its capitals scattered in pro tniscuously, for all the world, Bell declared, as if he ha 1 shaken them out of the sand box, and they stuck wherever they happened to fall. But the most laughable part of it, was the idea that ho had actual ly got a husband looked up for me, and was going to send him down to see me. “You're a lucky yomag lady,” said Bell, with tears in her eyes, the moment she stepped laughing enough to utter a coherest word. “Only think how kind he was to the late deceased ‘Missus Finch !' If you should die, you’ll have the consoling tho - - ghfc to cheer your last Lours, that he'll get you a handsnm gravestun,’ and that he will pay your doctor’s bill cheerfully, even if it does amount to ‘moro’n 25 dollars ’— You’ll be attended to ‘regardless of ecspcnls,'* I haven't the least doubt.” ‘•And the five children !" I said, gasping with laughter “But they’re smart, and that’s one con solution.” “What a pity that you're quite so young !” said Bell, making an effort to recover her dignity, and failing signally in the attempt.— “It’s too bad that you can’t have your age changed by an act of the Legislature, to accommodate your expected Mr Finch ! That sounds splendidly, doesn’t it? It’ll laok nice, too, when he has you deposit ed by the side of the late ‘Missus Finch,’ in the ‘symetry.’ Dear, dear! who ever heard of anything quite so comical before ? “But what s to be doue ?” I ask e l, as the real state of the cuss be gan to make itself apparent. “Here we are, left to keep house while mother is visiting. Next week Mr. Finch is coming—” “Coming to woo 1” sang Bell.— “Mr. Finch coming to woo!” “And I want to know what we are going to do with him ? I de mantled. “Why, you're going to marry him, of course,” said Bull. “I ad vise you to fall to and ‘begin to consider the matter,’ as Uncle Joth a n request* 1, Think it ovt*r pray arfully and well, an= let the argu meat of the late ‘Missus Finchs gr.irestnn’ weigh in Mr. Finchs favor." “It’s all wed enough for yon to laugh,” said I, indignantly ; “but if you were in my place, you'd think differently of it. How am I going to got rid of the wretch ? What under the sun possessed Uncle Jotham to send him off d«*wn here ! I never was so pro yoke l in all my life —never ! ’ “I’ll tell you what I’ll do, said Bull, after a silence es a minute or two. “He doesn't know how you look, and if I were to pass myself off for you, he'd never know the mistake. I’ll be Susan if you’ll be Bull, and I’ll get rid of Mr. Finch for yo u.” “If you only would !” cried I “I will,’ answered Bell, her eyes sparkling with anticipated pleasure ; “I’m going to make Mr. Finch tl ink that I'm deaf—deaf as a post. Oh, my ! won t it be jolly, though ?" Bell leaned back in her chair, andjaughed till hor Sides ached. Monday morning Mr. Finch came. Wo took* a good look at him from the window, as lie came up the path. He whs a little in.iu, with red hair, and no eyes to speak of. The poor gentleman had evidently got on his best Sun day clothes, and looked ill at ease inconsequence. Perhaps bis mis Lawrenceville, 3a., Wednesday, March 23, 1881. sion helped to make him nervous. “From this time forth, as Ion? as ho s.ays, I’m deaf, remember,' said Bell, Wiirniiiglj. “I shan't be able to hear anythi lg short of | a most respectable scream.’ I went to the door. “Is this Miss Susan Spencer ?’ asked Mr. Finch, as he entered. “Susan is in the sitting room.’ I j answered. “I’ll introduce you.— You are Mr. Finch, arent you ?’ “Yes’iu ; Caleb Finch,' he res ponded, so selemnly that I want ed to gigg’e. I took him into the sitting room w aero Bell was. “Susan,’ said 1, in a loud voice, “this is Mr. Finch.’ “1 don't hear what you say.’i said ‘Susan’, turning her ear to- 1 ward me. “Speak a little louder, if you please.’ “This is Mr. Finch,’ screamed I in her ea*. I thought I must laugh to see how horrified Mr. Finch looked. “I’m glad to see you, Mr. Finch said ‘Susan, with a beaming smile. “Take a chair—bring it close, if you please, because I’ni slightly affected with deafness. How are all the children V “Pretty well,’ answered Mr. Finch, taking a scat beside her “Louder, if you please,’ said ‘Su sun,’ presenting her ear. “Pretty well,’ answered Mr. Finch, in a fair war whoop. I managed to keep my face tur nod the other way, and had hard work to keep from screaming. “I was much touched at what Uncle Jotham wrote about your kindness to your late wife,’ said ‘Susan,’ with a fond glance in Mr. i Finch’s face. “What did she die I of?’ “Congestion of the brain,’ an swered Mr. Finch, his voice about two octaves higher than its usual pitch. “I didnt heat,’ said Susan.’ “A tritio louder, Mr. Finch.’ The man repeated his reply in so loud a tone that he got red in the face with the exertion its utter ance caused him. “Ah !’ •Susan’ comprehended at last. “Is she always so ? ’ he asked, turning to me, and wiping his face vigorously with a big red and yel low handkerchief. “She isn’t quite as deaf all the time,’ I answered, demurely. Pretty soon Mr. Finch made an | other attempt at conversation. “You have a pretty place here, he shouted. ‘ Yes; groceries are pretty dear, responded‘Susan.’ “You’ie right about that, Mr I'inch.’ “Pretty place!’ exclaimed Vr. Finch, getting desperate. “Pret ty place here !’ and lie waved his hand toward tho garden and grounds. “Yes, I know, answered ‘Su *an,’ mournfully ; “but it couldn t be helped, I suppose.’ Mr. Finch cast a despairing "lance at me. I had to leava tne O room. I could stand it no long or. When I was safely outside tho door, I laughed till I could laugh no more. I could only chuckle in a kind of faint imitation of a laugh. I hadn’t strength enough left for the genuine article. As I sat there, I heard Mr. Finch shouting iu his loudest tones te. ‘Susan,’ who always had to have everything repeated to her. It was n’t long before lie began to get hoarse, far she kept him busy, A dozen times, while we were eat ing dinner, I thought I must laugh ;it was so comical to see ‘Susan,’ not a muscle of her face relaxing from its dignified look holding out her ear for Mr. Finch to repeat his remarks in it lie couldn’t have eaten his dinner, if lie had had ths best of appetites. All the afternoon ‘Susan’ kept him sitting by her. 1 could see the poor man, half tired out. cast furtive glances at the clock. At last lie got up and beckoned mo into tho hall. “I think I'll be agoiu’ back,’ he said, with a sigh that indicated how great his disappointment was* “I come down, on your uncle’s,rec omnoend, to make some kind of a bargain with your sister “Susan he never told me a word about her bein' so deaf.’ “It is a very unfortunate afflie tion,’ I said, feeling that he expec ted me to say something. “Yes, very,’ answered Mr. Finch with another sigh. “I bain t said anythin to her bout my intention, ’cause ’twouldnt be prudent for me to marry any one as deaf as she is. Boats all I »ver see or heard tell of ! “I’m sorry,’ I said, working hard to keep my gravity. “So’m I,’ said Mr. Finch.* “She seems willin enough. She's gut a very kind dispersition ; talked feol inly about the late Missus Finch, au praciate l my effn-U tord feoin justice toiler memrv. But I doni feel’s of Id orter say anyt-hifi to her bout what my in ten tion afar ere I dout apose you J be width to come up an keep house for irte ? Mr. Finch gave me a very unpin uating glance, an 1 looko 1 hopeful “Oh, I conldnt think of such a thing,’ said I. “Im too young ; and then there’s other reasons, you see.’ “Yes, I sposa so.' Mr. Finch heaved a disappointed sigh. “I dont think theres any uso of goin in to tell her good by ? Yui can tell that fur me. I may as well b>- agoin,’ he added, taking his hat. ‘wood day.’ “Good day,’ I answered, and Mr Finch took his departure. A week after that my sides were lame and sore from the* effect which Mr. Finch’s visit had on them. I got a letter from Uncle Joth am after Mr. Finch’s return to I rasherville. “I never heerd nothin about yonr bem deaf,’ he wrete. ‘.Seems to me it come on sudden. It’s a pity, because Mr. Finch is a nice man.’ Ball and I often laugh about the poor man. I hope the efforts lie made to make her hear didn’t injure his lungs. I’ve been afraid he’d go into a quick consumption. Cuxxixc. axi) Playful. —The mor talily of .mi elephant is even a more curious study than his sugar ity. A gentleman in ran goon bought throe youug elephants to send to England. They ire Mid to bo very cunning, tarns and play ful. They know it is wrong to steal paddy (unhusked rice), and tho’ they know where it is kept, they will not touch it themselves, but whin the boys go to see them they will come up and coil their little trunks around a b-y’a aim and pull him along to the stable, and up to the paddy bag, and make a cat’s p.vw of the boy’s hand, until betakes up a handful of paddy. Then he lets go of the arm and turns up tho end of his trunk, opens it like a cup and most coax iugly invites the boy to drop in the paddy. If the boy puts it back into the bag, he instantly seizes hia arm again and mikes him try once more, until he goth the paddy in his trunk, then he doubles his trunk under, opens his month and scampers off. feeling as jolly as a boy does when he t hinks he lias done a cunning thing. If a woman realy loves her hus band, and enjoys his society, she cm find a way to keep him home evenings. Let her get somebody to hint to him that a young man calls x; ry often of an evening at his house, and he will plant him self in the parlor right alter supper and never think of going out. Brooms should always be hung up, and kerosene oil cans should always be set in an oil tin dish, which is past using for baking pur poses. it • • m Tho universe is but one great city, full of belsved ones, divine and human, by nature endeared to each other. Story of a Lottery Ticket. The story was told to me by one who had been cogn’z nt «f every circumstance lie re ated. He went out to New Orleans ns an agent, for a traveling exhibition ; lie had got as far as that city when the concern burst up, leaving him on his oars, and in pretty sho.illy water. However, he was not the man to remain idle. Ho cast about him for something to do and soon struck a lottery office —a branch of the Havana liouso— where a faithful clerk was wanted. The day for drawing was near at hand. *nd business was driving. Dun had been at work at his dosk but a short time when to him ap[o,reda pale faced, furlorn looking woman, who had invested ten dollars in a ticket lmt she had come to want, and could not keep it. She had selecte 1 the date of the year of her husband’s death for the number, having dreamed, she said, that one of the number would draw one of the grind priz es. The number was 1847. She asked Dan if he would sell it for her. He took it, and sold it, and on the following day, when the woman called again, ho handed her the ten dollars in full, deduct ing no commission for himself.— She thanked him heartily, and went her wav. The man te whom our clerk lmd sold the ticket was a bar Under at u saloon on the levee, and iio, a day or two later, being in nee I of the money, offered it first for sale to a dry goods clerk, who was in the habit of dropping in, assur ing him that it was sure to draw a prize. A poor widow had been warned by a dream of t ie lucky number und had bought the ticket but had been unable to keep it.— The clerk, however, though he had ten dollars with him, would nut purchase it. An hour or two later another dry goods clerk came in and bought the ticket. Iu due course of time the bud get from Havant arrived, bring mg the result of the drawing ; and ticket Number 18a7 had drawn twenty thousand dollars. And now came the grand result to those who ad hid to do with ths ticket. The poor widow who had origi nally purchased it of the company believed that she had been pun islied fi r betraying the unseen spirit that, came in her dream, an I m the depth of her grief—in dis tress for her loss—she took a fa tal dt>66 of poison. The bar tender of the levee,who had owned it, and sold it, fretted himself into a fever, and from the fever and over drinking, died with ill two weeks. The unfortunate dry goods clerk to whom the ticket had been offered, who had refused to pur chase, felt that he had lost twen ty thousand dollars ; and, in sor row and chagrin, he sought to bu ry his remembrance in drink, and was lost seen an outcast an 1 a beg g*r, without home or friend. And, lastly the other dry goods clerk, who had purchased tli* lucky ticket, and who drew the fortune which it brought him. lost his head ; threw up his clerkship ; launched out into u course of con yi vial ty‘and debauchery, and was lust sinking into the slough of de spoild when our friend gave up his clerkship in the lottery office, and left tho Crescent City. So much for one lottery ticket. And the story is not an exaggera tion. It is a logical sequence— cause and effect not at ail to be wondered at. A long Kbit! e A young Bible-student was asked : “How many boys are there in yonr class 1 ’ He replied : “If you multiply thefnumber of Jacob s sous by the number of times which the Isreal iUs compassed Jericho, and add to the product the number of men Bines of barley which Boaz gave ltuth, divide this by the number ■of Hainan’s sons, subtract the mini her of each kind of cle. n boast that went into the ark, multiply by the number of men that went to seek Elijah after he was taken to heaven; subtract from this Joseph’s age at the time ho st iod before Pharaoh, add the number of stones in David's bag when he killed Goliath, subtract the num ber of furlongs that Bethany was distant from Jerusalem, divide by the number of nobor; c ist out when was shiprickel, sub track the number of perssons sav ed in the ark, and the remainder will be the answer.’’ j Vcl. XI.- No. 1. A Mot lie i s Boy •‘ls there a vacant place in the bank which I could till ?" was the inquiry of a boy, ns. with a glowing cLeek, ho stood before the Prosi dent. “There is none,” was the reply. “Were you told that you might obtain a situation!- here ? Who ro commended you? " ‘ No one recommended me,” was tho answer. I only thought I would f ea.” There was a slmitforwardness in the manner, r.ud honestdetermi nation in the countenance of the lad which pleased tho man of bus incss, and l iducod him t» contm ue the conversation. Ho said : “You must have friends could aid you in a situation ; have you ad vised with them ?" Tho quick Hash of the deep blue eyes was quenched in the nnderly ing wave of sadness, ns he said, though half musingly. “My mother said h was useless to try without Linds;’ then, recollecting him self, apologized for tho interrup tion, and was about t» withdraw, when the gentleman detained him by asking him why lie did not stay at school another year or two, and then enter into business life. “I have no time,” was tho instant reply, “but I study at homo and keep up with the other boys.” “Then you have a place already?" said the interrogator. Why did you leave it ?” “I lure not loft it,” answered the boy quietly. “Yea, but yon wish to leave it. What is the matter ? ’ For an instant the child liesita ted ; then he replied, with a half reluctant frankness, T must do more for my mother.’ Brave words ! t-ailsman of sue cess anywhere, anywhere. They sank into the heart of the listener and recalled the forgotten past. Grasping the hand of tho astonish ed boy, he said, with a quivering voice : My good boy, what is your name? You shall fill the first vacancy that occuis iu the bank. If, in tho meantime, you need a friend, come to me. lid give ifijs V&uF eonfi' deuce. \Y.iy do you wish to do more for your mother?” Tears tilled the boy's eyes as he replied : ‘My father is dead, and my sis ter* and brothers are dead, and ;ny mother and I are left to help each other, but she is not strong and I want to take care of her. It will please her that you have been so kind, and 1 am much oblige to you.’ So saying (he boy left, little dreaming that his own nobleness of character had been a« a bright glance of sunshine to the busy world ho had so tremblingly enter ed. Cherokee Advance: “Some fiend or fiends made two unsuccessful attempts to wreck the train on the Marietta and North Georgia Railroad on 1. st Thursday after noon, as it went down to Marietta Near Canton a crosstie was placed across the roil, but tho engine was sufficiently checked that it stopped after the front tiuck cross ed dio tie, and the tie being un sound was crushed, so no harm was done. Also about a mile fur ther on, three rails had been pine cd across the track, which were knocked off’ by tho pilot, with no damage to anything. Gov. Col quitt and Capt. Nelms were oil tho train, but whether their bei lg aboard had anything to do with this foul deed we cannot say.’ A man who is tire husband of a very fashionable and talk tiv;; wife was out walking witli his litt’e gir 1 , when he met a friend who ad mired the child very much. ‘lt is a beautiful child,” sain the friend, ‘and looks very much like its mother, particularly about tho mouth. ‘Maybe so,’ responded the hus band father, ‘but I have never seen its month nt rest long enough to tell what it looks like.’ Is it any wonder the District Court docket is loaded down with divorce suits ? Lately a lady teacher in a Sab bath school of Forres, in the course of the examination, asked a pupil : “U ho was Noah ? The scholar with gloat simplic ity replied : “liii now from Graubown the other day, and not acquainted with the folks hereabouts. The fine siftings of coal ashes are ex client to scour knives wilh. " A.*- An A<lv ertAmniff Merthnn The '!KR , \J 4 /) ix tthrii Vn led lv . . J ,4 ‘ . I’tOxoii o! it* ()h),siV> iiifiilcii /. v/m* rrtntn hildy hue rate.x. I, rnxrtn x> *>rn ;thouhl rintmtUr tin*. BLANKS! BLANKS ! f. I / f t 8 (ai.i. kinks m aii v i*i inii-k) FOR SALE AT TIIE H Eli A I, I> JO I; () rirf'E 4 not her flood boy. A Detro t grocer hungrily wai tingfor Ins dork to return from dinner and give him a chance at his own iiwuuday meal, when a boy came into his store with a basket in his hand and said ; *i stud a boy gr..b up this ere basket, from tho door and run, and Im i after him, and made him give itup.” “My lad, you nro nn honest boy.” “Yes, sir. ’ “And y#u look like a good boy.” “Yes, sir." “A good boy should always be encouraged. In n box in the back room t lit re are eight tloiten eggs. Yon may take the n homo to your mother, and keep the basket.” The grocer had been saving those eggs for days and weeks to reward smiio one. In rewarding a good boy lie also got eight dozen bad eggs curried out of Lie lieigli hood free of cost, and ho chuck led a little chuck us he walked homeward. The ufternoon waned, night came and went, and once snore the grocer went to Lis dinner. When he returned ho was picking his teeth and wearing a complacent smile. His eye caught a basket of eight dozen eggs as bo entered the store and ho queried : “Been buying some eggs?" “Yes ; got hold of those from a farmer's boy. “A lame boy with a blue cap on ?” “Yes.” “Two front teeth cut." “Yes.” The grocer sat down and exam ined the eggs. The shells had been washed clean, bul they were the same eggs that good boy had lugged home the day b» ful'e. A Dump-Meeting iiu-ciioto Au incident of camp mee.ing detailed by a clergyman on a Baltimore steamboat, and tnus ro purled m /•ml wul iyhciiw: An Md couple had supplied themselves witn a bottle of penny royal oil with which to keep off trim mosquitoes. They extinguished their light and retired, forgetting the antidote. The mosquitoes were very bad, and, after standing it as long as they could, the old lady got up and got a well-filled ink-buttlo in stead of the oil, and gave the old gentleman a thorough lubricating with the fluid, far*, hands and feet ; she then anuoin'ed herself iu a like manner. They again assayed to court the drowscy god, but could only get an occasional nap. Finally tho old lady got up and struck a ligh\ Giving a glance at the bed she had just left, stie beheld, to her horror, a colord person, as she supposed, stretched in the place of spouse. She quietly got the poker, and beat the old fellow over tho head before dis overing her a i ako Later in the night, we found the old couple on board the boat rridi ns, lie with his head nearly as big as a bale of hay, and she car ing for him with the greatest soli ci tnde. A Vermont man in a slecpipg cur was accosted by his neighbor opposite, who w.iß also putting on Ins shoes, with the inquiry : “My friend, are you a rich man f' “The Verniente** lookot nsfcon ishe<h but answered the pleasant faced, tired looking gentleman with a “Yes, I,m tolerably rich." A pause occurred, and then came anotli r question.” “How rich are jou ?” “About, 700,000 or 800,00\ Why ?” “Well,” said the old man, “If I were as rich as yon say you are, and snoar \ as loud as I know- you do, I y. o rid hire a whole sleeper every time I traveled.” Tho silver dollar of the Confed ernle Stius is valued at $l,OOO. There nere only a few of those coins struck. The Confederate government had the dies made and a few coins were struck at the New Orleans mint for the inspec tion of the government ofiicial.—. They found, however, that they had no more silver. A girl will not refuse to marry a man bee mse he is poor ; but she may refuse him because she does no*, love him, and she cannot bo expected to start out and love a poor man. A prudent wife is a geafc blessing in any household.
