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AN ALLEGORY.
Fob the Houston Home Jocbnai..
Fur from human habitati m among
the hills of the East lay a smiling val
ley, tall forest trees reared their lofty
heads from this lowly spot above the
brows of the surrounding hills, and at
their feet grew the wood mosses and
the sweet wild flowei-s; the modest
children « f the forest. Each morning
the sun rose above the hills, and cast
his cheering rays into this sequestered
spot, warming into life some tiny bud
and unfolding its petals of such rare
and delicate beauty.
At the foot of one of the noble oaks,
almost buried in a clump of green and
scarlet moss, a little violet raised its
tiny head, adding new beauty to the
rich carpet by which it was surrounded.
The cool fresh moss loved and protec
ted this delicate child of earth from
the beat of nooii-day, while at evening
the violet buried itself in its soft bed,
and slept peacefully throngh the long
hours ’till awakeued by the first peep
of dawn. The violet was beloved by’
all her sister flowers for her gentleness
and amiable disposition; the heart of
this lowly flower had never known
other feelings save those of humility
and content,—she had neither seen,
nor beard aught of the great and grand
world beyond, and thought her forest
home the brightest and happiest iu
the valley.
But, alas! contentment and happi
ness soon have an end on this earth.—
One bright spring morning the violet
heard a confused murmur of voices,
and, looking up, she saw her neighbor
Miss Crocus, surrounded by quite a
number of the smaller flowers. She
appeared to be talking very earnestly,
and as she spoke her voice grew loud
er, and Violet canght these words:
“Do not thiuk, my dear sisters, that
this valley, the lowly place of our birth,
is all the earth. Beyond these hills
lie the mighty cities where mortals
dwell, and though this valley is indeed
lovely, it is but a lowly spot compared
to the enchanting parks and gardens
which smround the stately mansions
withiu the cities. I have never seen
these things, but a cousin of mine u.lio
visited me a short time since told me
all I have just related to you. She
lives in a grand old garden with thous
ands of other noble plants, and the
mortals who live there love and caress
these favored children, and take the
most tender care of them. When the
storm beats to heavily upon them, a
support is placed under which they
find protection; and oft iu dry weath
er, when they tlmst for refreshing
showers, one whose especial charge it
is. sprinkles over them the cool waters
of the fountain. In short they have
all their wants anticipated and granted,
while we poor plants live here in soli
tude, uuknown -and uncared for by
man; for my part I do not see why we
should not see and know something of
this world, and not live all our lives in
this humble place.”
Here Crocus shrugged her pretty
shoulders, and glanced contemptuous
ly around. Then there was such a
clamor of tiny voices and exclamations
that all other sounds were drowned,
and it would be difficult to describe
the feelings which these words excited
in the minds of the different flowers.
Some declared that they always tho’t
there was a grander world, and knew
they were not born to live always^ in
obscurity. Others who were wiser
said they were quite contented with
their lot. After a few other remarks
the assembly dispersed, and all was
silent, save the twittering of birds and
hum of the bees.
Violet heard these words in -wonder
and amazement, however, she tried to
banish from her mind all thoughts of
Crocus’ speech, and seid to hevsalf:
“The beautiful gardens are very ap
propriate dwelling, places for proud
families like the tulips, but the violets
have never in any age lived but in se
clusion; still I should like' to take a
peep at the pretty gardens and fine
houses. The words of Crocus kept
ringing iu her ears, and at evening
she did not experience the usual pleas
ure in bidding the sun “Good Night, 1 '
and somehow the mass did not feel as
soft, and i-efreshing as she had hitherto
found-it; and her’slumbers were wake
ful and troubled. When the morning
dawned she did not feel refreshed and
cheerful, and all day long, in spite of
her efforts to dispel them, visions of
the great world beyond would picture
hemselves iu her imagination. Days
passed, and still Violet could not efface
the impression which those fatal words
had made, and the'bright hours were
wasted in dreaming of a far off land
and its beauties.
Ope morning when the san was ris*
en high in the heavens, Violet was
startled by a distant rumbling sound,
and raising her head she saw far away
in the distance a cloud of dust which
appeared to be coming nearer and
nearer; and in a few moments a large
carriage of extraordinary^maghifieence
entered tlie valley, How it glittered,
and reflected back every ray of the
bright sun; and the coal black steeds
arched their necks and stamped im
patiently to proceed, for the carriage
had stopped that the inmates might
enjoy the cool shade and drink from a
little crystal spring that babbled o'er
the stones. Little Violet, who had
never seen anything so beautiful, kept
gazing on the wondrous scene ’till she
was conscious that her presence had
attracted the notice of the lady she
saw at the window; then she heard a
soft sweet voice speak: “William,
pluck for me that little flower growing
by von aged oak.”
In an instant the moss was pushed
aside, and Violet was rndely tom
from the parent stem; a few moments
more elapsed, and her delicate form
was clasped by the soft jeweled hand
of the lady.
The heart of poor little Violet was
in such a flutter that she hardly real
ized all that happened; it all seemed
like a troubled dream.J
Horn's passed; the valley and forest
were lost to view. Clouds of dust en-
-velopcd the carriage, and Violet was
almost suffocated; she loDged for the
cool protecting moss of her forest-
home. Tie heat of the lady’s hand
caused bei to feel so faint.that her
head drooped, and when she looked up
the carriage was rolling through the
streets of a large city. Soon they
stopped before a handsome dwelling,
The lady alighted and walked up the
broad marble steps. The rich mas
sive doors swung open, and she en
tered one of those grand Oriental
apartments for which the eastern man
sions are so famous. Velvet carpets
covered the floors, and gorgeous dra
peries fell from the windows; foun
tains of perfumed waters gushed forth
from rare and costly vases, while
statuary and paintings were scattered
profusely through the spacious halls.
Violet was placed by her mistress in a
vase with some rare exotics. Refreshed
by the cool water, she enjoyed herself
by gazing and wondering at the new
world which surrounded her.
So passed tiro afternoon, and in the
evening tlie parlors were filled with
guests; and Violet from her place on
the mantel witnessed the gay revels
with wonderand delight. Fairy forms
flit ted throngh the mazes of the dance,
and the joyous music made the mar
ble walls ring and re-echo its harmo
nious strains, Violet was thinking of
the change that had been effected iu
her life during the last few hours; her
humble valley home had been changed
to one of wealth and splendor.
However, when all the guests had
departed a nd the brilliant lights extin
guished, she felt-gloomy and cheerless
—she missed, that night the soft bed
of moss, and gained only a little re
freshment by leaning against the hard
metallic vase. In the morning too
she missed the genial sunshine, for
the blinds were closed, and only a few
rays struggled through and fell upon
the brightly tinted floor.
Thus passed a few more days of Vi
olet's new life, spent in pleasure and
excitement One morning she hap
pened to see herself reflected from the
bright surface of the vase, and was
sliockod at the change in her appear
ance; her stem was wasted and shriv
eled and her bright colors fade i. As
she was lamenting her sad fate, the
doors opened and ia came the maids.
After arranging the parlors,in their
usual order they were departing when
one of them caught sight of the faded
blossoms on the mantel. Taking them
down, she opened the window and
threw them out. They fell on the hot
stone pavement of the street below.—
The sun beat mercilessly upon the-un
protected head of poor Vio et, and the
burning stones scorched the tender
green leaves. “Alas! Where am I
now?” said she. “Cast from ^iv bril
liant home, and left here to die! Wn
ds me that I ever listened to the idle
words of a silly flower; had I not, this
day I would have been happy in my
owl dear forest home.” One more
convulsive tremor of the delicate pe
tals and all was over. Little Violet
never breathed again.
Her sisters heard of her sad fate and
untimely death, and mourned their
once sweet companion.
Moral: Ye who are always longing
for higher stations than those in which
God has placed you, learn of this sim
ple tale to be content; and “act well
yonr part” in your natural sphere. /
Jenny Watkins.
Orange. 2?. J., July 23, 1873.
The Fatal Test.
BY B. M. BLISS.
Narrow guage.—The three foot nar
row gunge railroad system is rapidly
becoming popular, and but few peo
ple are aware of the fact that'since it
came into vogue, during the last three
or four years, no less than 1,466J miles
have been built in this country and in
Canada alone, which roads, when com
pleted, will have a mileage of 4,563
miles, while there are ,1291 miles un
der construction.
It was midsummer at Newport. The
intense heat of cities had driven crowds
to seek pleasure and health in this gay
sfea-girt town. Hotels and boarding
houses were filled to overflowing. The
summer-residences, owned by the
wealthy and ^closed all winter, were
alive with busy feet and merry voices.
At morning the white beach was cov
ered with men and women in robes of
various bright colors, while out on the
waters other forms rose ard fell with
the soft swell of the waves, and the
galy colored dresses of the bathers
made the sea look unlike a brilliant
flower-garden. Again at evening the
broad bosom of old ocean echoed to
merry voiees and sweet music, and the
pleasure-boats of’all shapes and every
size, floated over its silver surface,
freighted with fair women and brave
men. And so, by day and night, the
round of pleasure was unending. Calm-
bakes, and pic nics, l-ides to the “Fort, ’
hops at the “Ocean,” and “Atlantic,”
made days fly with winged feet.”
And the loveliest of all the lovely
women assembled there was the hero
ine of my sketch, Florence Vane. She
reigned a very queen of love and beau
ty. Adulation followed her every foot
step. Men adored her, and women ad
mired even while they envied. She was
so faultlessly beautiful in person, so
graceful and winning in her manner
that every one yielded to the magic of
her charms. She counted her lovers by
scores. Daily she listened to vows of
love, and listened untouched. Many
a noble manly heart had given itself
up to wild; sweet dream of love, to be
awakeued by her careless rejection of
its holiest worship* Had she no heart
this woman, so superbly beautiful? She
seemed utterly regardless of the pain
she caused, and when at her feet was
laid a heart, won away from one of her
ownser., no regret passed her lips.
Bright brilliant, and glorious in her
pride and beauty, she seemed imper
vious to the shafts of the wily God.
Near one of the beaches that make
Newport so famous is a romantic spot
called “Purgatory.” Rising in a
straight line from the ocean, and to
the height of several hundred feet, is a
rocky cliff. In this wall of rock there
is a fissure some fifteen feet wide, run
ning back from the water a long dis
tance, forming an abyss the edge of
which few care to appn a h, and into
whose depths fewer dare to look. From
it comes up the eternal moan of the
sea. The sides of the cliff slope gently
down and are carpeted with soft green
moss, making the spot a favorite resort
of visitors.
Near the close of the season, on a
pleasant afternoon, many forms wan
dered singly or iu pairs, i.ear this
chasm, while here and there a merry
group was seated on the soft sward,
enjoying the gentle breeze.
Quite apart from the rest stood a
man and woman, silent now she gazing
out over the sea, while his eyes dwelt
on her with an expression of sad
silent waiting It needs but one look
at that form of matchless grace, those
eyes of heavenly blue, the poise of the
queenly head with its wealth of golden
hair, to assure us the lady is none oth
er but Florence Vane. One fair band
rested on the arm of her companion.
Among all those whom her beauty had
captivated Philip Gordon had been the
most devoted. He was ever at her
side, hie devotion never concealed. His
oft-repeated offers of love had never
openly refused, and he had chosen to
to constue her silence into tacit con
sent. He was well worthy of any wo
man’s preference, and Florence linen
it. "Wealthy, aristocratic noble in mind
and person, he had been much court
ed and caressed; Ms-attentions to Flor
ence had given many a less fashiona
ble fair one the heartache.
They stood on the shore of the deep
blue sea, the hearts of both impressed
by the beauty around them. He had
been telling her again the story of his
love for her; and been pleading for an
answer. Bat she remained silent. Wny
did she not speak to him?
She was communing with her own
heart Never until now she had felt
what it was to love. But something
within her rose np and called Philip
Gordon “Master.” She struggled
against the knowledge. While her
whole soul cried out with theyaming
desire to be his, she conld not let him
see the truth. Yet why her pride?
Why not make him happy with the
knowledge that had come to her long
ago?
Up from the seething depths of the
chasm near which they stood, rose the
sad moan of the imprisoned water; and
as she turned to look toward the fisure
there came into her heart a strong de
sire to test hist -love, and hpr power
over him. Lifting her glorious eyes
to his- and letting her very soul shine
in them she said.
“Do yon really love me so well?”
“Love yon , it is inorethan love, it is
worship.”
For a moment her heart was touch
ed by his earnestness, bat the love
of power, was stronge than anght
else.
“Suppose I should require a test of
your affection,” she said, “will yon
accept it.
“Yes, even if it were to die for yon.”
Again love and pride struggled with
in her; then said, pointing to a bunch
of lovely blue flowers that grew on the
other side of the chasm.
“Leap the chasm and bring me
those flowers, and this hand shall be
yonrs.”
His eyes shone with surpressed feel
ing; he gave her a long look, and with
spring landed safely on the other
side. He held aloft the coveted flow
ers, waving them in triumph
“Now leap back,” she said, with her
sweetest smile.
Once more he sprang for the bank.
For one instant his form seemed pois
ed in mid air; below the waters wailed
and moaned. Only an instant. Instead
of clearing the abyss fairly, his feet
struck the edge of the fearful chasm.
He strove vainly to secure a footing,
fell back and disappeared.'
Far into the following winter Flor
ence Vane lay upon her bed, racked
with fever, raving in dilirium, living
over and over that fearful scene. When
after long months, the fever had left
her, the light of reason had gone out
forever. Gcd had mercy on her; ant
before the June roses had bloomed
again she had gone to her rest.
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if paid in advance, otherwise, two
dollars a. line.
C. J. HARRIS,
A.ttomeff at Xivw,
MACON* GEORGIA.
WILL practice law in litigated c»ei in
’’ counties of the Macon Circuit to wit: Blob,
Houston, Crawiord and Twiggs.
J. A. EDWARDS,
Attorney at L aw,
MARSHALLYILLE GFORGIA.
W. H. REESE,
Attorney at Law.
MARSHALLYILLE GEORGIA.
US'Special attention given to cases in bank-
and hut 1 ript *~'-~~ 1__
0®,C. C. Duncan, Perry, office on Public Square:
A. L. Miller, Fort Valley- office in Mathew's Hall.
B. M. DAVIS.
attorney at £.a W,
PERRY, GEORGIA.
• VI ILL practice
V V and adioinii
in the Conrts of Houston
djoining comities; also in the Su
preme Ccurt and IT. S. District Court.
NOTTINGHAM & PATTEN,
Attorneys at Xia w
PERRY, GEORGIA.
PRACTICE in the Courts of Houston and o
joining counties. Prompt attention given to all
business entrusted to our core. Collections of
claims a specialty.
ang 23. tf.
The Yille (In Havre Disaster.
The N. Y. Tribune published
a second letter from Rudolph A. Wil
thans, Jr , who was a passenger on
the ill-fated Ville dii Havre, to his
father of this city. He writas as fol
lows:
HOW IT OCCURRED.
In my last, I gave you a sketch of
my experience in connection with the
sinking of the Ville du Havre. I will
now give you my opinions concerning
the cause of the accident, etc. From
all that I can gather from the ofiicers
and men, I conclude that blame rests
entirely with che officer on wateh on
the steamer, whose duty it was to get
out of the Loch Earn’s way, and it ap
pears that, instead of doing this, he
did the very opposite, altering the
course of the steamer so as to run
right across the bows of the Loch
Earn. At least so says-the officer who
was on watch on the latter boat at the
time of the collision. In any case, it
is an acknowledged rule of the sea
that a steamer is bound to get out of
the way of a sailing craft, and as the
night was magnificently clear and
calm, the accident can only have oc
curred through some inexcusable
blunder of those in charge of the
steamer.
A TERRIBLE ARRAIGNMENT
After the accident—if it can be so
called—had oecnrred, and while the
ship was sinking, the officers and crew
behaved in a most cowardly manner;
the latter, 1 know, and the former, I
believe, looking out for themselves,
leaving the women and children to
look out for themselvea, the only ex
ception being Dr. Quidel, whom I saw
three or four minutes before the ship
went down going below. I told him
he would not have time to get up
again, to which he replied that he
replied that he must look to those who
were crushed in their state rooms.—
He never came np again. A signifi
cant fact, and one needing no com
ment, is, that not* a single passenger
was taken from the sinking ship by
the boats, all being picked up in the
water, while at least twenty of the
officers and crew reached the Loch
Earn without wetting soles of their
feet-. Of Captain Surmont’s conduct
I know nothing; Those who saw him
spoke well of him, and I do not thmk
he is directly to blame for the collis
ion, although he is to blame for not
havinghis crew under better disci
pline, and for not having Lis boats in
condition to be promptly lowered.
BEHAVIOR OF THE PASSENGERS.
In great contrast with the demoral
ized condition of the crew was the
coolness of the passengers, even the
women and children. No screaming
or running about without an object.
The women were in knots, praying
quietly, while the men were looking
around for life buoys, or pieces of
wood, or were making efforts to get
one of the boats which the crew had
abandoned clear of the ship so it
might float when the vessel sank.
ANOTHER CONTRAST.
Language fails me in expressing my
admiration of and grattitnde to the
gallantry and generosity of the officers
and: crew of the Loch Earn and of the
Tri-Mountain. The former saved the
greater part of ns from the water, and
both gave ns elothing and did all in
their power tomake ns as comfortable
as possible under the circumstances.
The French crew, on the' contrary,
were a mob of brutes and cowards.
A Lake Mystery.
A FROZEN BOY STEERING A YAWL BOAT.
Sunday morning two farmers and
their families, who were driving to
Malden to attend chnrcb, noticed,
when about eight miles below, or cast
of the town, a ship’s yawl on the lake,
heading towards the beach, and about
half a mile away. They conld plainly
make ont a man in the stern sheets
steering the boat with an oar, and al
though there were no vessels iu sit:bl
and the morning was so pleasant and
the sea so smooth that it was suppos
ed that the man had put out from
shore to pick up somethin
little attention was paid to the Hivyl. 1 DUNCAN & MILLER,
Passing the same spot on their return j Attoraeys a t 3La» w.
the men found the yawl hard on the' perry and fort valley, ga.
beach, and the man sitting stiff aud
motionless in her stem. Leaving
their wagons they discovered the man
was lifeless and frozen as hard as a
rock. He sat bolt upright on the seat
the oar out behind and both Hands
clasping the handle, and it required
hard work to wrench it from his death-
grip. There was about a foot of wa
ter in the boat., but the craft did not
show rough usage. The man's legs
were almost covered with ice as far up
as his kiTees, and the spray had dash
ed over his buck and shoulders aud
frozen thdre. There was no name on
the boat, and the person who brought
the information to Windsor yesterday
could not say that anything was found
on the person of the man to reveal his
identity, nor to show how he had been
cast adrift. It it not believed that he
put off from any vessel, but it is the
theory of some of the marine men
that he was driven from some of the
islands or from some point down the
shore. No one could say how long he
had been afloat or when death over
took; him, but he must have been dead
at least three days or more. There
was neither sail nor mast to the boat,
and nothing in it bat the one oar
showing that the poor fellow hud not
intended a long trip anywhere, and
that he must have been blown off the
shore. He had used his oar to keep
before the wind, and had frozen to
death on his seat, wbeve he was so
firmly held by the ice that itha.i to be
broken with a stone before he could
be pulled off. For days, ; nl j»irhaps
for a fortnight, the frozen man sat
there with his icy fingers clinging to
the ashen oar, and the gales and the
waves spared him to reach the beach
and receive Christian burial, while a
score of hardy men who manned a
staunch propeller saw her go down to
a grave in the deep waters and follow
ed after. TriilyTrhe great lakes have
their mysteries as well as the broad
ocean.—Delroit Free Pi-ess.
U. M. CONN,
Attorney a-t Xiaw
BYRON, S W. R, R. GA.
’•Special attention given to collections.
Sewing as a Branch ot Comm m Ssh ■>»
Education.
Iu Boston sewing has been intro
duced as one of the occupations of the
girls in the public schools. A thor
ough trial was first made, aud the re
port was that it was a most gratifying
success. The children bring their
work from home. Says the Boston
Advertiser:
It was at first thought that the two
hoars conld not be well spared from
the regular studies, b.;t the resul
shows that the children have their
lessons even better than before the oc
cupation of their hands, giving need
ed rest.to their minds. But as only
heir hinds are occupied iu their work,
the teachers fill th« time by reading
aloud to the children some:hing valua
ble and instructive, and at the same
time entertaining. In tbe four upper
classes, besides simple sewing, cutting
and fitting are taught, there being in.
the exhibition hall a table and imple
ments for the purpose. Iu this, re
markable progress has been made.—
The patterns are given from designs on
the black-board. In this, the use of
the study of drawing, as pursued in'
the Boston public schools, receives a
practical application, for the pupils
would be hardly able to receive their
instruction in enttingwere it not for
their kno*. ledge of industrial drawing.
The patterns are drawn from dictation
and geometrical drawing. The pupils
thus not only receive bon efit from an
industrial standpoint bnttheir percep
tion is quickened and an impetus - is
given to other studies,for,as the teach
ers say, “It.is practical arithmetic
and geometry to them.” A number
of- the girls in the upper classes have
already become accomplished cutters
and fitters, and are of much, assistance
in teaching the others.
At least one Paris duel has ended
well. The duelist met. The one fiied
hastily the other qnietly lowered his
pistoL “Tell me what yon are think
ing about before I send you out of
the world!” “I was thinking. 1 ’ was
the reply, “that if I was in yonr place
I wouldn’t fire. ” His antagonist Jaifgh-
ed, and that was the end'of it.
E. W. CROCKER,
Attorney at Law,
FORT VALLEY, GA.
tJpCollcctioiis aud Criminal Law a specialty
Officii at Miller, Brown & Co's.
JO BSO N
D R.
LEMTIST,
PERRY AND HAWKEYSVILLE GA.
H E WILL SP ND the: fipBt hfflf of each moi> th
ia bis office iu Perry, over tbe »ld drug store,
anil one-fourth, or the latter half of each month
will he. given to his practice in Hawkiusville, at
>irs. Hudspeth's. aug23 i
County Treasurers Report
JCEL IF. jIA.XX.C. T., in Account Curren-
icllh COUNTY FUND.
DR.
To tliis amount received from
Jan’y 1873 to Jan’y 1874, $23,423 90
PAUPER FUND.
' v a this amount received from
Jan’y 1873 to Jun’y 1874, $2,849 93
JURY FUND. J
To this amount received from
Jan’y 1873 to Jan’y 1874,
$2,727 93
Funds of Houston County from Jan’y 1873
to Jan’y 1874,
CR.
By this amount paid ont from
Jan’y 1873 to Jan’y 1874. $15,920 16
Corn’s on $23,423 90 rec’d 585 59
Corn’s on 15 920 16 p’d ont 398 00
This ain’t on hand to balance 6,520 15
$23,423 90
PAUPER FUND.
By this amount paid ont from
Jan’y 1873 to Jau'vl874, $2,52016
Coin’s on $2,849 93 rec’d, 71 24
Corn's on 2,520 19 p'd out, 63 00
This ain't on hand to balance, 195 50
$2,849 93
JURY FUND.
By this .mount paid out from'
Jan’y 1873 to Jan’j 1874, $2,489 00
Corn’s on $3,727 93 rec’d, 68 19
Corn’s on 2,489 00 p’d ont, 62 22
This ain’t on hand to balance, 108 52
1874.
J m'y 12.—Amount on hand
County Fund,
Pauper Fund,
Jury Fund,
$2,727 93
S6,520 la
195 50
108 52
$6,824 17
Filed in Office, January loth 1874.
A, S. GILES, Ordinary.
Jim 17 lm.
Notice in Bankruptcy#
In the District Court of the United States
for the Southern District of Georgia. In the
m itter of Augustus a -Jeter, a bankrupt-In
bankruptcy.
Tins is to give notice once a week for
three weeks, that I have been appointed
Assignee of the estate of Augustus A. Jeter,
of' HayheviTe, KoAston county, in said
district, who has been adjudged a bank
rupt npou -his own petition, by the Dis
trict Court forsaid district
Robert N. Hoi.tzct.aw, Assignee.
January 15,187-i 3t Perry, Ga.
Notice in Bankruptcy*
In the District Court of the United States
tor the Southern District of Georgia--iIa
tlie in tter of-John M, Bruce, a bankrupted
In bai.krnptcy, ^
This is to give notice once a week, far
b r je w: e ;, that I hive been appointed As*
siguee of tiie estate .of John JL Bru,ce,of
Haynevilie Houston county in said District
who lias been adjudged as a bahbrupfcnp: *n
his own. petition by the District Court
said District. '
Robert N. Hot.tzclaw, Assignee.
Jan’y 15th 1874—3t Perry Ga.