Weekly Gwinnett herald. (Lawrenceville, Ga.) 1871-1885, April 22, 1884, Image 1

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I'fL'iS vi I’L.v s, , i'ij.flM HO P,l IPRIgTOS. ( 1 H f GWINNETT HERALD fj BI.IttMKO KVKRT TUKftDAT BT PEEPLES &. BOWLES. SU HSTItI PI'ION KATES : l copy 12 mos., #1.50 in advance. I copy *» mos., .75 in advance. 1 copy 2 mos., .50 in advance. Enough for Everybody —.—:o: —AS A»A (l vert i sni if Ah <1 iit u> The dKHALI) is unequitled It/ reason of its extensive circulation ana remarkuht t, low rates, ht si ties suit >■ should remember thit BLANKS BLA.vSa ! BLANKS (aI.i. kind* nkai-i.y prim-sd) KORSALE ATT HE HE HA D JO li OFF it 1 MISCEI LANY. YOU US TIiULY BY MBS. M. L. BAYNE. ••/inaziii Grace,” said Mrs. Pilb bury, as she sat with her ditugh ternt their afternoon sawim*, “be yew goin’ io piece a quilt?" “Wbat fui mother ?” “Why ain’t Mr. Van Meet been to see you twice’t rurmin’ lately? He’s axid ye, I a’po e, io hev him ?’’ \s_ “Ah’ 1 guv him die mitten. v “Sho 1 You wouldn’t be half so silly! WLjt/'-c’s wuth a dozen orni rary men. You mought go futhtr and fare wuss." “Jest what I m goin’ io r* “Did yew tell biui so.?" “No, I writ; now, mo l her, let me be; I ain’t a goin’ to marry no man ti.et thinks I’m jumpin’ et the chance, j.’d a heap rntlier be an old maid." There was nothing said for some time ; then the widow ask ed: “When did yew wiite,’ Maziu ? ‘•A day or so past.’’ “Where did you git a pen?’’ “I borrered one. Mebbe you’d like to know what I said ew him." “You’ve guessed rite." aid the widow eagerly. “It ain’t nuiliin to nobody but us, mother, s’long as I didn’t hav fe hint,” said the girl curtly, and no \ more was said, but the widow sigh •d heavily and held her hand to { her left side. Arnaziu knew that it meant her heart, for she had been brought up to respect that organ as an in timidating power. This time she did not relent, but wondered wby she could not like that big, good lookiug Van Vleet well enough to uiarry him, for they were poor poor as that historic church mouse a jrd be was well off. But they were not mercenxry, people pallpd them simple folks ; perhaps because they lacked edu cation, and believed every tiring that was told them. But they were good as gold. The widow a face and form, lank and ung .inly, were familiar in every sick 100 m. They rendered unto Caesar the thin c » that were Cwsai’s. They o wed no man anything, though they worked early aud late to ac complish it. They were good to everybody and everything, and Amazin Grace—her mother had named her after ihe hymr begin ning, “Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound’,—was really pretty. So thought big, bulking, shame. fae.d Van Vleet, when he came a coarting aer, with his trousers tucked into cowhide boots and a coon-skin cap tied down over hi R ears. She was the only girl he was afraid of, and he wasn’t afuid of her, come right down to it. He was an honest decent chap | r : }.k a fist like a sledge hammei *1 a heart like a child's. He Nov Amazin Grace, and'^je imagine any reason Ivhy ** jpjjjn* ■fe letter of refusal. TIIE WEEKLY GWINNETT HERALD tdies; he retd it over aud over, •moked his cob pipe, rea ,i tbe letter again, grinned a good bit then folded it reverently, and put it in the pockei nearest his lifenrf. "That s all rile, my girl.’, he °huckled. One peculiarly of time is that it tieals all people alike, ft does not d; trom some and stand still with others, ft was Bpring at the Nan \ leet farm, which was one mass of apple and cherrv blos soms and it was spring at the Widow Pillsbury’s lit tie lean-to house, wiihout shrub or blossom. The widow looked out of the win dow and sighed. She had never heard the “Song of the Shirt,’’ but she had sung it all her life. It was her bread and butter. “There’s Van Vleet shetxelaiur < d, lookiug up from her lap-board “Well, I declare! What brings him here’” “P’raps he’s cornin’ to ask yew to hev him, mother," said Aumzin (•race, laughing, while a sweet flush of piuk stained her round cheeks. “I wish he blrould!" said the I widow, devoutly “I should consul er ii wustiyin' in ihe face of Prov idence not to marry such a man —if he asked me." But Mr. \an Vieet stalked in with a brief “good day," threw an uimfiil of blossoms into the ! lap of Anmzin Grace, aud said: I ru ready for a weddin.’ " ‘ Did yon get my letter?” asktd the girl. “Yep! It warn’t, to say lovin’, hut 1 took yer meuniu'. I’ve fenc ed in the hull north let, and fur flushed ihe house up #o, so yei wouldn’t know it, an' I kalmlate *'f v e kin git. married next week, it won't interfere with spring work—hey?" Aruazin Grace set. back and look ed the picture of surprise. The widow thought, she Beard the cat in the pantry and discreetly with drew-. As the door closed Far mer Van Vleet took two little red hands in his, and bending forward gave Amazin Grace an awful smack. “Th it seals the bargain," I e said But the indignant girl jump ed up aud ordered him out of the house .but to her astonishment he didn’t budge a step. “Not much! I teckon l’ v e aright, to kiss yer now," he said boldly —then he went tothedtor and cal led loudly : kuni here!" The widow must have been con ven enily near, for she almost fell intOj the room at his first word, and bestowed another smack on her. “It’s all rite, te said, ‘‘me an’ Auiizen Grace ed, and you‘kin daDce at the wed din’.” “But—the letter.’ gasped the girl. You ain’t understood a word of it.’’ “The fact is,’’ said Van Vleet, “I ain t hud no edicaiion to speak of been busy grulbin’ land ah my life, 1 didn’t really read the letter to sense it, but wt, e n I see how you signed it. that was enuft for me. I knowed you wouldn’t hev wiit that way to a feller ye weren’t goin’ to mar ry I don’t know much about ! gals, but 1 know that. Wheu it was all sefled that they were to be married next week Sunday Farmer Van Vleet rode off, and two women put away .he lapboard, am resigned the universal shirt making busi ness forever. "I d give the world to know what I writ to him,’’ said Amizio’ Grace. “The world ain’t yonrn to give corrected her mother, piously. “I’m savt’in sure I told him no," said the girl, “hut I reckon l.e was bound to hev me, an’ I dunno tz I am half sorry ei'ker, now.’ When they were married and Amizen Grace a*.d her mother had gone out to the new home in ibe smart new spring wagop, the bride returned to the subject of die letter “I hev a burnin' cur’ios ; ty to know wbat I writ/’ she said “cause" (blushing prettily) "I thought I refused yju ” Lawrenceville Georgia, Tuesday April 22 1884 “O- ho, I guess not, ’ said the j .riumphant lover-. Look-a nere, Mrs. Nan Yreet,here's the letter. faint but a few words. There j a ' u * 1,0 ticular moanin iu them j but its the signing of them. Do you see iha;? Them words mean yes; ture’s no giltin around them!” Amizen Grace and her m rther lto h read at oncu: “Mr. Van Vleet: “Data Sik .- I am sory to In form,you tbat your attenshun a>e in nowise liecipperkatsd.,' Yu res irewly. " V MAZIN’ GKAOE PILSBURY.” That, fetched me," said Mr. Van Meet, looking admiringly at his new possession. "I doatt'i ktio much but I reckon i km ted what a girl means when she writes to a teller and signs herself -Yvires irewly.’ ''—Detroit free Dress. Wee DoK I.ike To See A judiiiil or officer, who is known to be aregulnrwhisky so;ik card-player himself, i elivering such strong temperance and gam bling—suppressing charges from thebeuch. It is the irony of incon sistency A man who is President of a projected railroad throwing cold water on j every scheme that he is chosen !o further. He should either- give his whole heart to the i enter prise or resign. Ci-beers wfic-acknowledge ihe importance of building more rail roads, and then when the suberip lion list comes around ile-clit;e to subsberihe They should he run out ol town. Incipient canduDtes hobnobing with negro politcians, ar.d me ex tending them fiv.rs r hat thev lmve declined to grant honest white citizens. Their little game is entirely iwo transparen i. Men threa-en to sue out injunc tions every time a move toward the progress of Athens is made This isno way' to build up a town, andsuch parti* sjare kicking against pricks. Our own cit izens bending of to Albania, new New York and oilier places for goods llmt they can buy just as cheap at home. It shows « lack cf public spirit. Men who are afraid to assist their party when in need,‘but as soon as successful trying to gob ble up ihe spoils of office. Such cases should be severely sal down upon. People laud the newspapers to the skies so long as it agrees witl them ; but when such a journal sees tit to dift'er begin to abuse it, Athens has several such cases but they are like the gnat on the bull’s horn. The profesional jurors who make it their business to loaf arouud the court-house gratified. A las’, should bejenacted requiring every man to( servt unless thro’ some providential interference. City and county officers forced each year to spend t heir salary buying negro votes to be elected Nominating conventions would remedy ihis evil. Men who are two cowardly to tike a position on a public ques tion rewarded with office. Such characters are unfit to be trusted in any cupicity, for their whole mission is self-interest aud advan cement. Our people jumping from oue railroid project to another and not knowing their own minds. Nothing can be occomplisihed by such a course, i.et us can re ou one, route aud build it. —Ban ner Watchman. A Michigan girl told her young man that she would never marry him until be was worth ¥IOO,OOO. So ne started out with a brave heart to make it. ‘/row are you getting od, George?’ she asked a’ the expi ration of six months. ‘Well,’ said Oeorge,hopefully, ‘f have saved s2o.' The girl dropped hei jejelashes and blu.bingly remarkek : ‘I reck on that's near enough, George.’ A man in Arkansaw, while camping out in the woods recent ly was hi'ten by a polecat, and died shortly after of hydorhobi i, \\ e should think he would have been glad to die of any thing. DEVOTHD TO NEWS, LITERATURE AND EOUAE AFFAIRS * (.Hill,-lit I. Oir, gates of ice! long have ye held our beloveds. Ye Ci uel ! how could ye keep from us them for whom our hearts yearned jour deal ones; our fathers; children; our brothers, ont- lov ers. Cold and Sleet, Darkuess and Ice ! hard have ye held them; ye would not lo: them go. Their bands ye have bound fasl: their feet yo ltave detained: and well have ye laid hold upon the hearts ofo rr beioveds. Oh, sileofc Artie Night! thou hast wooed from us our dear, only ones. Oh, secret of the white and un known world! too strong hast thou been for us; we were as nothing to thee: thou hast drawn them from ns: thou wonldst not let them «*’• The long lay passedjtbou would not let them go. Ihe long, long night caine and went; I Lou wouldst not let them f?‘>- Oh, th ru insatiate! why didst thou keep them from us What to thee is youth, and life, and hope ami love ? For thon art Death, not lift ; thou art Despair not hope. Nought to thee the rush of youthful blood, naught to thee the beauty and strength of our belov eds Tjc b'-eeth of their bodies is not sweet to thee; they loved thee, thou lovedst not them. They followed time thou didst not look upon them; bu t oh, thou in viola' e! still did they follow thee. Thee did they follow, through storm, through perils of the ice, and of the uukuowtr darkness. The sharp spears of the frost they fearei not; the terrors of death they feared not; for thee, not for us; only ilint they might look upon thy fa;e. Hll these they endured for thne; the tli6uoh( of us whom they lov ed, this also they endured for thee. II Long, l»ng have they tarried in thy gates cb, North ! But now thou hast given them up. Lo, they come to us once more—our beloveds, our only ones. Oh, dearest, why have ve stayed so long ? With ye, night and day have come and gone, but with us there was night only- But no, we will not reproach ye, hearts of our beans—dearest and best; our fatbe' s, our children our brothers, our lovers. Come back to us ! Behold our arms arc open for ye; ye are ours ; ye have returned unto us; ye slral] never go hence again. But why are ye silent, why do ye not stir, why do ye uot speak to us, oh, beloveds ? White are yonr cheek's like snow, your eyes they do not look upon us. Gone so long, and this your joy to see us once more ? Lo. do we not welcome ye? Are not our souls glad? Do uot our tears, long kept, rain upon yonr faces ? Do ye sleep then, after those hard and weary labors? Oh, now awaken, for ye shall take rest and pleasure—here are your homes A id kindred.{ Listen, beloved, here is your His ter, bere is yonr brother, here is yonr lover. LIT They will uot hearken to our voices. They are still; their eyes look not. upon us, Oh, insa /ate. oh, Secret of the white ami unknown world, cruel indeed thou art. Thou hast sent back to ns our best beloveds; their bodies thou hast tendered up. but their spir its thou hast taken away from us. In life thou didst hold) them from us—and in death they are thine. R. W. <1 New York, Feb. 20, 1881. I The in a Printing (Mitre ! Who i» the Man that is locking so hard at the piece of paper * He is an intelligent Composi tor. Wliv does behold the paper so close to his eyes ? Because tue correspondent that wrote it makes lien tracks. What is ho snying ? He is laving. “I can’t make out this stuff.” Aud whose the other man go ing to the Case ? That is the furious Foreman. What doflj he want. ? He is going to help the intel/i geut Compositor decipher the hen t racks. Do yon think he can do it ? I doa't know, lie can do most anything, but 1 guess that will he two much for him. Now l«ee another man coming , what is Ire going to do * That is the Precise Proof Head or ;he is going to cast his eagle eye overtire hen tracks to see where they lead to. Do you think he c-iu liud out ? No, not without, a guide or a calcium light. Now hero tomes another man who is the man ? Flint is Lite able Editor. Where iloes he come from ? From his Den. Now all the men are close to gather- -see ! their heads most touch and they aro looking ev ery one at the piece of paper.what. are they doing that for? Because they are Concentrating their Giant Intellects upon the piece of paper to see wliul the hen traek correspondent means by his Heirogjjqthics. HavfCtliey found ont. ? No, +ley are stumped. Now they are going away from the Case. Yes, and one of the men chunk ed the piece of paper iuto the stove. Why does be do that, ? Because he cant, read the hen ( tracks. Who is the small boy that has a grin on iris face, and his hat turn ed up in Front ? He is the Printer’s Devil. What is the Able Editor saying to him ? He is telling him logo after the Long Range shot gun. What for. Because the Able Editor wants to go hunting after the hen track Correspondent. Will he hurt him ’ Y’os, lie will, if he catches him. Do you think the CoiTospou- I dent ought to be killed ? Certainly.— Burlington 7/awk eye.. An Ohio convict has declined u pardon. The hotel cook should be given a wide range. Why is love like a pota'o? Be cause it shoots from the eyes. By the way, a dog genSrally ‘cotnfcs to the scratch in attempt ing to make joth ends meet. Every spirit makes its house and we can give a shrewd guess from the house of the inhabitant. Courting a g : rl is paying her ail dresses. Marriage is paying for her dresses and all other fixings. The small boy who hangs around the parlor and makes facts at his sister’s beau should be punished for cod tempt of court. A lot of maidens recently go up x fair for the poor amiss quite a number now wear engagement, rings, the enterprize is spoken o as a brilliant success. “Are Jones ami Brown ou spak ing terms yet ?" asked one citizen of another a few days ago. “1 guess they are," said the oth er; “I heard them cil l each other liars this morning, and saw their wives borrow wnshtubs and coft'ee of each other." In a fit of rage Adelbeort Clark of Elba, N. Y., beat bis wife cruel ly. The neighbors who were at true tod by the noise tcok Clark into the woods, thrashed him tar red and feather, aud lent hiui j home. Youngstow it, Ohio March 111. James Drfford and New.on Gill more, brokers in-law, the former having married Gillmore’a sister have beeu for a long time on un friendly terms Their minyquar rels resulted iii Oillni re’s beir.g denied his brother in law’s house On Wednesday M's. Difft rd diid and the funeral was attended by ihe whole community. Gillmore w.is there, apparently a bereaved mourner over bis sister’s grave but before Ire left Ihe cemetery he commenced to quarrel with his heart broken brother in law and followed hint lo hie deserted house near by. He became very abusive iu Iris language adding insult to injury Gillmore rausaoked the house and appropriated to himself arti cles belonging to his dead sister This was more than ihe husband could stand, and negged him to l desist and lei ve the things sacred Gillmore then became violent and "hen Di fiord on lured him lo leave whipped wut a revolver aud with a curse fired three shots ir rapid succession. One struck in Dis ford's temple, taking a downward I course and lodging in the bu“e of the brain. The wounded ruin pitched forward to the tloor and } lived hut u sir rt lime A neigh* bor. Smith Pi on ay, grapp'e I Gill more before he could shoot the ton -ill tune and wrenched the pis tol from his grasp. Gillmore walked to the house of "Squire Crone and gave himself np. Later he was taken to Warren for ante keeping try two constables. The community which read of • tie ('in oinn iti riot, are talking of captur ing die cold blooded murderer from Ihe officersandhnngiug him Ther e is inti use feeling, ns Difford was popular and a good citizen. New York, Mare.bfil.— Eighteen years ago a female baby, a few months old, was found one morn ing on the steps of a N<w York l residence, [on ea-d Twenty third street. Marked on the gurmeniw iw is the word “Dubois.” She was I adopted by u woman of the same Maine, living in Sullivan county-. She was, on becoming of a reason ing age, told of the circiiin sstlices of her life. Site and her foster mother moved to Chicago,and -lie young lady became anxious to khow something of her ancestry. Learnirg that peoplo of her name lived in Brooklyn, she wrote poet master McLenr, giving the ircuni stances, requesting him to limlou l what he could, if anything to her advantage, at the same timo Mend ing a notice, with the request that jhe should post it. The postmas ter wrote to all of the individuals of the name given which he could j find in the directory. Several re plies were received, among them one from a young man of the same name, who stated that his early history wuh not dissimilar to that of the inquiring young lady. The i postmaster turned over to him the letter received from Miss Jeu nie Dubois, and a correspondence was opened between the two. Fi nally he visited her, and it was a clear case of love at first eight, both being equally impressed with the other. The first impressions grew stronger with longer acquam tance, but, while progressing in their sincere attachment, each de tected in the other that which was almost convincing that they were of th same flesh and blood. They loved and would marry, but there was t'e harrowing fear that they might be brother and sis'er. Each desires to find t hat they are in no way related. Vesterdav morning Thomas Leach a white man »’as arested by Patrolman Nolan upon a warent charging him with cheating anil swindling llu warrent upon which Leach was arrested was sworn ou l , by a man named Henry, who lives at Bond, a new station on the Easf i Tennessee road. Henry claims that Leach came to his place se veral weeks ago and by re| rosen fag that he wu in the wood and cold busines in Atlanta bought two car loads of wood for which he promised to pay in a few days The wood was shiped to Atlanta but Leach neglected to rami' the money, //eury came to Atlanta yesterday, and securedthe warrent and placed it in tne Patrolman No lan’s hand, waited until he was ar : rested. Ihe Sunday Newsdealer will publish agiiost story, savs aWiike* hnri-ie, Pa. special of the 29th tilt to ihe New York Times, which is verified by many respectable j or sons. Dan Shifter, a well-to-do fanner in Hanover township, com plains that his family cannot sleep at nights, owing lo some strnnga spirit that makes its up poaranee regularly evsry night. When Mrs Shitler rises from bed in the morning she says is all pains and aches from being trampled orr by the spiritualistic walker in the night, but *he pains leave her af ter the sun has ’iseii On Friday night, about 11 o’clock, the spirit cume iuto the room and remained there ui til nearly midnight when it left iu a hall el tin-, an* did not return uutil nearly 2 o'clo -k. Mrs. Shifter endeavored to get up but a cold hand pressed her fore - head and pr«veuted her from do ingso. During tho most ofWednes day night a terrific noue was kept up till daybreak. Not long since some good and pious prop It* who visited the Shifters .advised them to read passages in theßibla when the noise began. Mrs. Shifter took the Bible mid read to her hushutul and daughter- several pa gas, but was obliged to abandon it on account of the strange buz zing in her ears. She says that tho noise w»a similar to that of house flies in close proximity to her ears. Notwithstanding the bud comb tiou of the roads great crowds vis ited the house both night and i lay. So large were tfte crowds that gathered there on Wednes day ami Tuesday nights that (he Shifter family were obliged to sit. up all night in order to allow the visitors ample scope iu their inves tigations. On Tuesday night 88 persons were present There not being a sufficient number of chairs n the house to acconuuo dale the people, they lra<l lo sit. ;>ri the floor anil lounge about the house. The young man who went to Mrs Shifters room was pros!rut ed, and could not.be induced to visit tua room again, A man was murdered nerr Shifters housesev oral yours ago. “So, my little boy, you would like t,o join our Sunday-school, would you not t" said the superin tendent, kindly. “Yes, sir.' replied the little ful low “What is your name, did you way ?” "Johnny Simpson." “Oh, yes; you are the won of Mr. Simpson. Let me see, is your papa a Presbyterian or an Episcopalian ?” “No sir; he isn’t either; Lies a new spaper man. An exceedingly bright am' pret ty little East Third street girl re ceived a New Year 1 * card from u small admirer, and it created more or less comment in the family “Why, child, I didn't know you knew him," said the mother. 1 “Oh yes, mamma," she replied with a coquetish smile, “I have mot him. i "indeed, how did it happen !' ** “Well you see, we first became acquainted by throwing mud at each other over the alley fern e, and then several days afterward Uncle Frank presented him, anil since then we have been quite good friends indeed.”—Merchant Traveler. “Ma, yon know ih ise NewJ omers across the way that we have all been afraid to call on because their furniture arrived at night and we couldn't tel! whether it was nice or not?” “Yes, and they always keep the curtaini so near closed that not u 1 sou! has been able to get a glimps ! of the rooms. “None of the neighbors have called on them yet, have they?" “No." “Well, we better go over, be cause if we keep on snubbing hem they may turn around and snub ns." . “Hut why do you think so?" “Their servant girl was in Cash k Co.’s tea store tbis morning. Sbe bought a pound of tea, and when the clerk Lmuded her a glori on* cliromo, she turned up her nose at it " ;Vol. XIV.—No 4 UKNERKJ. a kws. Chicago has junt been edified by a colored baby show j I here m e several aluvi walla u.'Hi- Harlem. Tlie wheat is looking well in Southern Georgia. I’he price of saloon license at Koine will remain ai S4OO. • he democrats elected inelr tick ot ni < 'olumbia S. C. Gan. Grant is now able to walk without the aid of u crutch. Henry Ward Beecher is a thor ough tariff reformer. .Mr Wm. Gilliam, father of the ordinary of Oglefhrope, intend. Very little hue been heard from Mai tone for soma time I lie Molly Maguires are serving death notices in I‘ennwylrania Mies Lula //urst has netted over $2,000 by her chair lifting powers. I'hanlt gnodnet**,there's nobody to be "vindicated" in Georgia this year. Hr H If Coeby, of the Wizard Oil Company, died in Reynolds, Ga A resolution has he*n intrude.' ed in Congress to adjourn on the 2nd of June Vmng Jas Nutt, the slaver of J>nken, line gone to Kancaa tore side. “Jiltnbo“ is the suggestive name of a town recently' incoipo rated in Texas. Montgomery. Mexico, uses beans for money since the nickel Ims become defunct. Hundreds of young women work for forty five cent* a day making shirts in A’ew York city. Col. Irigcraoll hays if he did lose in Mar,cun mines he won't ask any body to pass the con tribntion box. In Montana the law prohibits a woman from marrying until sho is eighteen years old, audj* man can not marry until he is twenty one. Some scoundrels tun ned Bishop McTyeires barn and tired the chemistery building of Vanderbilt f'uiverei ty. at Xashville, a day or ago. The black men of are an mad us man ciiu be because ■the mulfttirts aro preffred to them in the distrublion of goverment pie A Terre Haute, [ml., man em ploys his dovorced wife hs a ser vant girl, and nor neighbors say say sue has a beter wardrobe than when she was h : s wife. A man while digging a well near Gsinsville ibis week found a frog imbeded 2A feetjfrom the siir fai'e. The ninth railroad meeting of bumpkin county was held in Aura ria on the 2t>th. and five hundred dollars suberibed to assist in build ing the G. & I). road. Na-vt Mays up on the Luuikiu c.iiintv line, jumped iu a pit one night last week to protect himself from the wind atid it having rain ed full of water he came nrirlij mg drowned. “Yes, wide, wie have much to be thankful for. Lr us not oom plain. “Oh, you provoking man. No matter how miserably we are situ atiel, you always lay back and say •We have much to be thankful for; just as if it put coal in tbs stove e r so din the pot. ’ "But. th n’i of the ih mauds who have not the blessings tvs eu joy.” “Blessings! Are you rnuy ? There is not a stick of wood or a piece of coal in the house, and the tliennome'er is below zero. There is not so ranch as a crumb in the cupboard '/die windows are bro ken, and we have not a blanket left. Now, where <Jo you find any thing to be ihankfe! for? 1 ’ “Think of >he thousands, nay millions in India and Africa, Mis tered by a broiling sun. and sutler ing night and day for what we have in such abundance ” “Suffering for what pray ?" “lee t"