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THE WEEKLY GWINNETT HERALD I rt LKR * l |& r,UCTOR ' ‘ T«i m rEEPLES_fc_»OWLES. |UB »C*IFTIO* BATKB: „pvl2*.ot., flSO.n advance. {■; » moa , .75 ur advance. jgs»oa., .80 in advance. aW EBOUfb for Everybody —AS— In Advertising Medium fju tiSHALD i» unequaled by urn of Its extensive circulation arul tmtrkebb iow raU *' * u ** nt,t mtn I MU remember thit. UANKB BL AN* a ! V.\ NSAtfcl PEINTKD) for sal e at t h e BEHAI) JOH Oil It 1 HuWN 4 COUNTY tURKL’TORY ■ O |9 JOHN (U.IY SMITH, Mavob. ■ COUNCIL. B A i, Moore, E I> Herriu, W K Brown Hvj Brown |U |UI, HI) DEFARTI BB OE TRAIN B irruw iroßi riuwsnues. 5 :>0 p in II Leaves lor Siiwaunut, 7 •• a B iKKIfil AND DErARTOBR OT WAILS. B Jih'srun -Arrives 12 a, departs 1 B. ■„ Monday and fturiday. B Tiawlw Sroßr-Dep.ru 6 . m .r ■mg pul, Monday and Thursday. B Looakvili.r. Arrives 10 a m, de 1 p m.—Daily. B Ttuow River. - Arrives 12 m., de t a ui \\ eiiit-sduy and Saturiiay i W H HARVEY, P M. ■ laritur) KS Methodist- Rev J H Ring, Pastor, on the Ist and StU Sundays. II IJusdai School,- - A T Pattillo, Supt Kmr; Monday at 3 p in H|PKsmTKRiAN -Utv J F McClelland, Services on 3rd Sunday in each Booth B Si'NOit School T R Powell. Supt. ■tv-fj Sunday at 9.3 d a m- B Labbmcevill* Masonic la>duk -3 * in, W M , S A Flagood, 3 W„ JJWinn JW. Meet* on Tuesday ■i. oo or befo e full moon in each || Bt Vernon Chapter, No 39, R A B J » Sp'UW'. H P, A T Pattillo,, HBec Meets 3rd Friday in each month. H UwiNXKTT SITKIIO* COURT —N. L. ■Hutcbioi, .1 udge. Conveaea on the Ist HUoadsy in March and September. ■ countt omciH. H OoMMiaaioßßßa—J D Spence, Chair, ■lad Clerk, N Bennett, Jefferson Britt, J ■ R Unpains, J K Cloud. I B«»wrr_j M Patterson. 9 ORouußt-J T Umkin. H &«* 3 C -D-T ©aiu. H Tai KaCEivaa»U*W Pharr. 1| I' ll Coi.i.K,Toa--*J C Lowery. ■ Tiealcrbr.—R N Robinson kslFowl«,Ml Haviai rrcently located id rJwin- MH County tenders bis proteasioual jjrnces as a Physician to the citizens fTompt attention to all cans will be RdYtranrarasssss Myall road. ■troll ttth I*B4 thuo Farm Loans. five yaar loan* on improved ‘iron m Middle and Northern r*°*f*> negotiated oij cheaper than any one in Atlanta. Addrea FRANCIS FONTAINE, Fittor Building, , Atlanta Oa. April 19th.— lnao. U JWVJstfALa GA Monday the ®fithf inat., the b‘ < f*. i r #4 wiU «»" a the Globe °W i* Lawrencevill#, for the ac wtnmodattOn of the T twasM. b « prepared to offer first ltt^)^,H CConlmod, ‘ tioß, prompt ,l «htion to all who patroarze the Bourne. w A.J k L. bates. «ov 19th ’BB--tf. MISCELLANY THE COL S TROUBLE Whan the Keutuckey colonel •ocee to Little Lock, about the first obtainable feature he discov er* is the negro policeman. In Kentucky the town constable, a man who carries an enormous club with which ae strikes the sidewalk and goods botes ringing blows as he walks along, is admit ted into good society, for hit ex perience it setting around the lit ery stable enables him to speak of the horse wiih enviable insight. It is an honor to be arrested by such a man. but to be seized by a negro policeman is a humiliation which sinks deep into the Ken tuckian’s sensitive bosom of re sentment. Several days ago, Colonel Sur nener, of Kentucky, arrived in Xiittle Bock. He brought a few dollars with him, andexperieiced no trouble in finding Arkansaw men who were willing to join him in the social soaking of ‘straights’ and flavored spirits. When even ing came, the colonel, having de voted himself so assiduously du ring the day, was weak koeed and weary. A negro policeman stop, ped him and said : Mister, ye d better go to yep hotel. Dar ain’t no usen yer try in’ ter buck agin dem men fur da's at home.' ‘Who do you belong to. Any how f asked the colonel, steady ihg himself, and regarding the po liceman with a contemptuous ex pression. ‘l'd give a thousand dollars for you.’ Tha dark guar, ian of the pub lic peace did not seem to be in the least offended at this unkind reference to -previous condition of servitude,” but explained bis position, telling tbe colonel to g* away somewhere and lie down. Sack a suggestion from a “Digger, enraged the colonel and he at tempted te strike the policeman, but before he ceald realize how it was dona the “big nigger” ‘‘tang led a hand in his hair; mv pet,” wheeled him around and marched him off to the station house The next morning the colonel was arraigned before the judge he made an alaborate speech in defense of hia shortcomings, but a mild fine of ten dollars was assess ed. The prisoner was shocked upon learning that he had spen 1 all his money; but the deepest hu miliation awaited him. The negro policeman who took charge of the “chain gang” was once the property of the colonel. *Den’t you know me ,Abe ?” ask ed (he dejeeted man as be threw as hovelfull of mud into a cart. "Blebs I does sah.” “Yau used to belong to me.” I'se mighty well awar o’ dat sack, sah." “I want you to do me a favor You know I’m proud and that I don't want to be seeD in this con dition.” ‘•Yas, sah.” "Now just give me a chance and I’ll leave here. “I reckons yer would, sah, but we’s needin' good ban’s at de pres •at. (Shovel mde du-t, sah, and doan stop to talk. It’s er bad ’zainWe tur yer ter be seed talkin' ter de boas." K NhVev mind. D—d if x don’t whale you when I get out of this.” "None o’ yer sweatin' ’roun’ here, fur 1 ’longs ter de church— By de time yer gits through wid dis job yer eouldn’t whale er grub worm. Hurry up dar, ur I’ll bab de jedgw stretch out yer string.— Oh, de while folks ken work when Argits dar mines on it. It hab been said dat de nigger kenhan le de sbobel and de hoe better dan de white man, but it ain’t er sack. ijfike up de hoe, mnrster, an’ dig up dat louqt. Dat’a it. Would’t want er better ban’ den yesse f is.’ •TU fix yon, confound your ‘‘Yes, sah, yas. Now take de spade, mars Ur. Dat’s it Would en% change yer fur no udder two men on de fo'ee.'—Ark. Traveler. Mn. Hcoville, aister of Guiteau ie now inPennsylvania canvassing for pictures. She says her object is to raise money with which to proeeoute those who were instru mental in "murdering " her broth er. She is decidedly insane, but eutiiely harmless. Mr Blaine is a member of the congregational church and Gen Img an'Vi a Methodist Lawrenceville Georgia, Tuesday July 1. 1884 “You want to wa'ch out for alli gators very carefully at first, was the advice given to a Northern in valid on his arrival in Florida, ‘but after yon have been here a few weeks, it won tso much mat ter.” “Why not ?” was the question. "Why should Ibe more cautiovs at one time thus another ?” “Because, was the reply, “after you have been here a little while, you will have grown too thin to be an object of interest to allina tore.” Lord Coleridge is delighting his English friends with stories of his American visit, and among them was this: He was at Mt. Vernon with Mr. Evarts, and talking about Washington, said: “I have heard that he was a strong man physical ly, and that standing on the lawn here he could throw a dollar right acrosa the river on te the oiher bank. ’ Mr. Evarts paused a mo ment to measure the breadth of the river with his eye. It seemed ratner a “tall” story, but it was not for him to belittle the Father of the Country in the eyes of a foreigner. “Don't you believ it!” asked Lord Coleridge: “Yes,’' Mr. Evarts replied, “I thin k it’s very likely to be true. You know a dollar would go further in those days than it does now.” A young lady on a Lake Shore train was airing, for the benefit of a female companion, her ideas of life in general and her boarding school knowledge of foreign lan guages in particular. “Now my dear madam,” she said, “/ believe the singie state is the state par ex cellence for a young lady. The idea of a young woman marrying a mau, tgring haraalt down to one person and doing her dirudgery! it is simply preposterous i’ou’ll never catch me throwing my self away iu that style. Just look at the troubles a married woman has with servants, grocers, butchers, the dinners, the carpets, the beds —why, it is trouble and Delhing but trouble—trouble ad libitum ad infantum. You don't catch me marrying a man. WhTt’te Have /7ave a good wheelbarrow ; it will save you lots of lugging. Have a good grindstone, and keep things sharp, so thsy will cut. Have strong harness, with ex tra tugs, straps etc., in case of ac cident. Have a goed, sharp jack-kuife always in your pocket; you will of ten nt ed it. Have a big rasp or tile, and use it often en hoes and shovels, keep ing them sharp. Have a good temper, and keep it, for of all men the farmer needs an even lemper. Have a good corn planter, also a small seed sower; they save lots of work, tims and money. Have a aew plow point ready when the old one becomes worn, and you will rnrke weeds sk ; p, ihe hoeing easy, and your back will not ache so much. Have the lightest shovels, forks rakes, hoes, and such tsols that you can buy sufficiently strong for the work, for an extra pound weight ia a shovel means a great waste of muscle, and muscle is worth more than a new tool. Have patience. We all nee<l more of that. Of coarse every trae farmer will have a love for all nature, and should have, as well, a strong and Jiving faith in na ture's God, so that working in fel lowship with Him, he may he sue easeful in his life work, and be at peace when life is done. • -■ The Anniston Manufacturing Company have sold their lots an 1 various real estate about Anniston exclusive of furnaces rolling and cotton mills, to a land syndicate of Northern and Southern capital ista, for one million and a half dollars. The enthusiasm for Blaine is fast oozing out since the proceed ings of the Boston meeting have been published. ■1 » Of the soore of names mention ed for the democratic nomination at Chicago, Cleveland aud McDon aid seem to be in the lead. DF.VOTi ;n To NEWS, LITERATURE AND LOCAL AFFAIRS Georgia's Governor Atlanta, June 18—I* is report ed here, 1 dojuot knowhow relia bly, that the Macon Telegraph A Messenger and Savannah News have formed a syndicate for the defeat of Gov McDaniel in the coming race for the Governor ship It is further stated that Mr Estill, of the Savannah News, will be put forward ss a candidate for Governor. Ihis opposition is said, to Lave taken its first defi nite shape in ihe withdrawal of P W Alexander from the editorial control of the Telegjeph and Mea seuger. It is known that both Mr Hanson and Col Lamar lave strong feelings of eomity against Governor McDaniel, and they will doubtless pick bis political bones with no small amount of pleasure. It is understood that the Conetitu tiou will support McDaniel, and it is presumed that the Augusta Chronicle will follow suit. It was thought several weeks ago that •he contest for McDaniel’s success or would be a tame affair, but if these rumors are true, and they are certainly true in a measure, there will be music in the air. The Governor has not had an adin nis iration calculated to give him a' orillinnt campaign. He would not arouse the emhusiam that a lively opponent would create, but he has made a careful, pninstakiig executive and his friends are con fident that they can carry him through all right. He will doubt less suffer a great deal of vanity and vexation of spirit, however, before the campaign is over. . Cor Savannah Times. The KiTh Jew I think ihe only jew a this Con a Washington letter, in .Leopold Morse, of Massachusetts He cuues from Bavaria, and he is just about the age of Breiiung and Houseman Hs was born three mon hs before Breitung, and he emigrated early in life to the United Sta'es and entered a cloth ing store. He settled, however, in Boston, and there are many citi zens there who will remember him as having a little ready mfule cloth ing Btore, with his goods hung out on the walls facing the street, and h’mself a fa', bright eyed, pleas ant fellow, standing beside them soliciting trade. Now he is a will ionaire, and has one of the biggest clotbiDg stores in Boston. He has already sirved three terms in Congress as a Democrat, and iu one election I understand he de feated a Harvard graduate, Leo pold Morse is a demi blonde, un der medium height, with blue eyes, light brown chin whiskers and a round fat abdomen He dresses in a business suit always, and spends much of his lime in walking about the House with hia hands in his pockets, standing very straight anl throwing his ro tund stomach well to the front. He is a good fellow, and is very fond of '.children. He boards at Wormley’s while in Washington, and lives well. About the only bill be has had anything to do with this session is the one favor ing the Washington pawnbrokers; this was set down upon by the House. EYE FLIRTATION. linking the right eye— l love you. Winking the left eye—l hate you. Winking both eyes—Yes. Winking both eyes at once—we are watched. Winking right eye twice—l am engaged. Wiuking left eye twice—l am married. Dropping ihe eyelids—May 1 kiss you,; Raising the eyebrow*— Kiss me. Closing the right eye slowly— You are beautiful. Closing left eye slowly—Try and love me. Covering both eyes with both bands —By bye. Placing right forefinger to right eye—Do you love me, Placing left forefinger to left eye—May I (J U Home. Placing the right forefinger to lefi eye —You are handsome. Placing left third finger to left eye—So are you. Placing right little fiDger to tight eye—Arn’t you ashamed. The bolt from Mr Blaine is be coming more formidable eveiy day. Old Mis. Mulkitte visited her son. the minister, several days ago It was arranged that she should sleep with her favorite grandsoD so. long after the time that chil dren are in the laud of Nod. she opened the door easily and enter ed Wil lieebedroom. The you ng ster was sleeping soundly. She undress* 1 and kneeled by .he l« d Sid , and when she arose the b v VHk U P un Lis elbows looking i,t her. “Ltedewu there, sir, and go to sleep.” “I've been to sleep.” “Well, go to sleep again, do jou bear?’’ “Tell me about Little Bed ItiJ in' Hood.” Thinking that this was the best meaus of quieting him, she told the story, subject to many correc tions on his paH “Njw tell as about Jack tbcei aut killer.' Still hoping that she had adopt ed 'he beat method, ihe told him about the gieat hero of all modem boyhood. “Now tell me about old Blue Beard.” Then she realized hei error, and turning a severe eye on the boy, site said: “I won’t do uoth’ug of :'ue k'n 1 and l want you to go 'deep his ‘minus. “I can’t go te sleep in a minute Dogs can go to deep as soon as they shut their eyes but boys can’t Let me get up and say my pray ere.” “Haven't you said ’em to night!” “Yes, but God's forgot it by this-time.” “You good for nothin’ little ras <tal, lam a good mind to spauk you. “What for!” “For talking that way.” “How must I talk! ’ “Don’t talk st all.” “Then I could'* say anything could I!” “No, and it wou Id be a blessed good thing.” “I could’i.t pray than could I! ' ‘Hush!” “But if I could’ut talk I couldn't pray. Then I'd go to the bad place an’ the bad man would say, ‘Oh yes, here’s that boy that could’nt talk. Fat him over there and roast him.’ Wouldn’t he say that ?” “No.” “What would be say?” The old lady flounced out of bed, opened the door and called Mr. Mulkittle, “What ie ii rnotter?” “Come, take this boy out of here and bring a paper of taeke tc sleep with. I'd rutlier have the nettle raab in July.” “See nere, Mr. Blank, what are you going out for to night?” ask ed Mr*. B. with a threatening 'ook. “Big political meeting to night,” apologetically exclaimed Mr. B “Political meeting?” echoed Mrs B. “You have been going to po litical meetings every night for five weeks, and if it had net been for me you would have worn your boots to bed every night” "But just think how nice it would be if I should get nominut ed for something? Think of the loads of money I could rake in, and the nice furniture, and new clothes and seal skin sacques and—” “That will do,” iutonupied Mrs 8., I have heard that story before You made a speech last night at a ward meeting. I see.” •‘ P«.s,' r-i pou ltd Mr, B. with par onibe pi.de. “And I see by a tno or three line n lice that the burden of your remarks was “ihe office should a el the man ami no t tht. man the office.’ Now you just take ufl tUut uvtr, at; sit light down and if any ortice comes along amt knocks / wii. lei ii in.' •Ar you a* happy now a* y u we:e leh re you inairkd ? asked Mrs Yn.si of young Mis Ci m soobeak "Y s indeed," replied ihe lml >, "and a great deal happier.” ‘ i'bat is strange suggeslt Jli e pb 1 tu'hrohist wife Not u.l sir .nge,” came from the yoUkg married won.an. “Yoti ree, be f ore I married 1 usid to r peu I half my time in worrying üboui what drvss I should wear wi en Daniel called.” But don’t you try just as hard ,o look well when your husband leturns home at night ?” in ter up ed Mrs Yeast. “ Well, you see,” went on the bride of two summers “I don't worry any about it now, as I Lave only one drees to my name. dnepeadi <1 Animation Mr. \\ . A. Jester is Laving his well blatted out. and iftei Waiting on Wednesday the negroes who were doing the blasting set fire b a lot of charcoal in Ihe bottom of the welllo drive out the smoke. After the charaoal ha t been burn ing along time one of them Hen ry Lewis, went down and worked a short wliila and asked to be drawn up He was very much ex hausted,and lay down by tlieside of the well. Gilbert, the other blast er was left down in the well te send up the rock. After remaining there a few minutes the negro boy who was manag'ng the win llass saw the rope jerk but thought nolliirg of it. Await tag a short time longer he saw i‘, jerk again and called Gilbert, but received no answer, only a choking sound. He called again and the same noise greeted him. He tnen looked dowu in the well and saw tliat Gilbert was lying on its bottom, and calling Henry Lewis told him there was some thing wrong. Henry Ltwis im mediately went down in the well and found Gilbeit apparently dead. He placed the rope around bis body aua had his friend drawn to the top. Henry immediately followed up a ladder that was in the well. Mr, Jester was called from tne house and, getting a bottle of whiskey that lie gener ally keeps on hand for snakebites, rushed out Mr Jester found the negro with liis eyes set, nis tongue hanging out, and straggling as if he was trying to gel his bn atli. lie forced some of die w hiskey dawn Hilbert’s throat, which seem ed to revive him a little. Homy r.ou'iu, tno IUVI‘II llliu 1 lilt l toro open Gilbert’s shirt give him air and Jester gave the boy another drink, which brought him io, and ke was soon üble 'o sit up. Tin first words he spoke were, “dome of you uns got to pay far dis here shirt.” He told Mr. Jester tl at he was periectly, dead aud that he saw three of his sisters who had been in the on her world for five years. He says that he recognized his sis ers aid spoke to hi in and said “Our father Las seut for you.'' Gilbert is very positive about seeing his sisters. He is a quiet inoffensive negro and is very truthful. —Bonner Watchman'. ToccoaNews: li on. A, D. Can dler entered the last congression al campaign with defout appernnt ly staring him in the face. He made a fight and won a victory which has no parallel in congres sional politics in this district,when others seemed to bear the stauder cd be accepted it and carried it on to victory ; and now when we ap proach another election the im pression seems to be prevalent that he will again represent us iu Congress he stems to realize that he is not to be “heard for his mnch speaking." He clos"lywatch es the interest of his district and the country generally. By his good judgement, and practical sound sense, hs has the respect and confidence of .he Democratic represenatives iu Washington. A number of good men have been suggested for, and we are inform ed aspire to congressional honors. The indications are that Col. Cair dier ia the choice of the people of the district. Philadelphia, May 31.—Mi chael F. Doran, oneof the keepers of the Eastern penitentiary, was killed this afternoon by being struck will) an iron bar by one of the inmates. His skull was crush ed, and he expired soon 3 ftei the assault. The assaulting prisoner, whose name has not yet been ascertained bad just come from the depui munt in which he was at work. He managed to secrete in his cloth ing a short iron l>ar, and as lie was about to enter his cell he turn ed made a savage attack on keep er Doran against whom he had a real fancied grievance. Tho keep er’s skull was crushed by r the force of the blow, and his brains protruded from the fractured part Doran expired in a short time, and his us.sitilant was placed in irons, and impii>*oned in a dark cell. Since the Macon walkers “clean ed up” the Atlanta team, the Mu coniles seem now to regret that they did not show more confidence in themselves. Hit I.iivl !.<►»«■ l.rtlcrM A Boston belle iu the hurry of packing a dozen trunks for a trip to ihe springs, lost a package of old letters tied witb a cherry rib bon and perfumed with heliotrope. She advertises for them in ttie Courier, offering to swap new love leders to any man who will bring the aforesaid lost treasures.— “Who'll swap! who'll swap !” she cries. “Ye men of Gotham, lieurk on unto me, I have lost my love let 1 ers— love let ters so old, so mus ty, so torn and crumpled, and some so fresh and fair, the ink scarce yet seems dry. Letters that, would make you luugli, let ters that would make you weep, letters from dead men, letters from live ones -very much alive in fact and for these (to yon) pieces of paper, I will give oh / such a glowing return. If you are a man, you who hold my treasures 1 will write you s;:eh an epistle as will make your head swim—full of love, of passion, of joy, of possi sible things, cheat you with a thousand fair roses held out to your eager grasp, which will prick you with thorns if you touch them thorns long, sharp and cruel, that will pierce your heart . I will till them full of love, love boiled down compressed, double stilled, red hot and brimming over If you are a woman wall the gods forbid! My talk will be far more difficult, but in sooth 1 will please even you. I will unveil to you my secrets; that of “eternal youth,” which T hold, bequeathed to me by my grandmother on the maternal side, “the fatal gift of beauty,” donated by my father ; I will reveal to your longing gaze the ilceocUion 1 use for ***•'••»<* sweetness to a breath already nec. tar, the modern henna I use to die my finger tips, the bloom of youth with which I repaint iny cheek. I will do even more. I’ll seid you by return mail the Rinall unguent which gives to my eyes their'houri’ larguor; the secret drawer in wmeh lie my fnlse eyebrows, the only perfect ones extant, and sent me by Empress Eugenia: my long est set of lashes shall be most careful When wearing them not to indulge in emotion ; the slightest, moisture of the eye, and they will fall; and what a fall were that, my countrywomen! Can wo man do more for women than all this! If so, nominate it, and it sltaff be yours- I will throw in the triflo of my #2,000 India shawl and my husband’s dovotcd’utten tions for a year. And now my pen fails, but not my generosity. There is nothing I will not give for the recovery of my old love letters.” Pauline oewis, an aitractivejew ess aged 18 years, says aw Easton Pa. special of the 28th inst. to the New York World, became in fatuated recently with k good look ing mulatto named John Good.— Her mother became suspicious that the two were growing inti mate, and after lecturing her daugh ter on her conduct told her that all relations with the man must iu stanily cease- Pauline defied her mother’s authority, declaring she loved the negro, and when her mother, who was painfully surpris ed at the confession again reprov ed her, she sprang upon the aged woman and beat her severely.— Mrs. Lewis went in search of an officer, and during her absence Pauline and tier dusky lover fled to the woods and remained there over night, leaving Easton the next Officers have since been searching for them, but widi out success. To-day it was leain ed that the couple were living to getlier as man and wifein New ark, N. J. and that Good was cm ployed as a waiter in a Canal street saloon in that, city. “Ah, how de do, A/inks f Al low me to eongrat — but pardon me, perhaps lam premature ; 1 was under the impression ihat, your wedding day was fixed for last week. ’ “Yes, it was. You were away at the time; I believe." “Yes. just got back. How did the affair—” "But (here was no affair ; the marriage did not lake place, and I am nearly crazy with grief.” "Poor fellow! how you must suffer, Did your loved one be - oomo ill “\Vorse than that,” “Worse ?" “Yes, her father failed.” jVol. XIV.—No 14 A True Komnnce It, will be remembered that a few weefcs ago Johnnie Claytoj, a young man of Athens, was killed while battling in the Oconee river. He was for some time connected wuh J R Toomer, and had made many friends in this section by his pleasant and obliging manner. Young Clayton, at the time of his .tea h, was engaged to Miss Octa via Kenney, a beautiful young girl formerly employed in the tailor ing department of Messrs Cohen, and the devotion of the youthful couple to eueh other was as sincere as it was pleasing to the friends of each. They were both the pict me ol health and happiness, and whilo in the humbler walks ol life, were industrious and prudent, and a bright future seemed to await them. But alas ! In the mi list of life we are in death. In the z*»nith of life and happiness John nie Clayton, without a moment's warning, was gathered by the dread Reaper. Among the aor rowing relatives and friends who stood around the bier of thie young man, the grief of none was so keen and deep as the fair y .ting girl who saw her hearts ideal laid to rest. Upon her re turn home Miss Octavia began at once to pine and droop, aud her friends tried in 7ain to cheer her. She continued ut her daily toil, but her thoughts seemed far away and from one of the gayest and brightest of her sex a pall of gloom nu-1 despair seemed to hov er over her young life, and earth had no longer charms for her.— Her despoodeucy at Last eeitlad into sickness, and she rapidly drooped away until death, too. claimed hei .«n ua ewn. un Wednesday last she breathed her last, and Thursday was laid to rest beside the rippling waters of the Occuee, where her lover had preceded her by only a few short days. That Miss Kenney died of a broken heart, there is no a doubt, and the sad story of this youag couple will bring tears to tkeeyee of all whose heart it not of ada mant. Miss Kanney was a most worthy young girl, wke deserves great credit. She was adopted by Mr. Richard Boggs when » ch.ld, and by her modest nieiit and industry earned the re spect of all It is pleasant to know, however, that these twe loving hearts are- now united ia the world übove, where pain and parting is unknown. Banner Watchman. A benevolent old lady met a scrubby-looking little colored girl on Sixth avenue tbo other day, and stoj ped to say a kind word to her. “What’s youc name little girl ?” asked the old lady, “Dat ain’t none o’ yo’ bithusss, replied tlie brunette. "Oh, that isn't at all polite,” said the old lady leokiug reprov ingly over her spectacles. “Per haps 1 will give yon sume’hiug if you tell me. What is it now? Is it Ju.ie oi Mariah?” “No, t’ain’t. It’; jeth plain, Li die Langtry iSmifl'. Whatcher goin' ter gimmin?” “Oh, I’ll see,” said the old lady evusivcly. “Hava you suy sisters, Lillie ?’’ “Yeth’m. Got two; bofe big ger’n me.” “Do you ever say your prayers? pursued Ihe old lady. “No m. Don’t never thay no pra’rs. ’’ “Dear me!” ejaculated the old lady in a shocked tone. “When you go to bed at night, don’t you pray to be taken care of uniil morn ing? dreu’t you afraid something will happen to you if you don’t*’’ “No: wot’s de use. I ain’t fraud o’nulfin. /sleep iu de middle, I do. Where's whatcher goin' ter gimme?”. But the old lady had sorrowful, ly continued on her way, and was intently calculating me number of pounds of ver' it would take to make chicken salad for the Sunday school sociable. With a plain, straighforward platform and clean ticket, the deni ocrats certainly have a most flat tering prospect of success in the coming election.