The central Georgian. (Sandersville, Ga.) 1847-1874, September 27, 1853, Image 1

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Newspaper Page TextProfessional and Business Cards, XllE CENTRAL GEORGIAN 18 PUBLISHED E VER y TUESDA Y MORNING, TERMS : Jf paid strictly in advance, per year, $1 50 If not paid at the time of subscribing, $2 00 These terms will be strictly adhered TO WITHOUT RESPECT TO PERSONS, AND ALL SUBSCRIPTIONS WILL BE REQUIRED TO BE SET TLED UP EVERY YEAR. B B. PRESCOTT Attorney at law, Halcyondale, Scriven co., Georgia WILL give his whole attention to practice of Law in all its branches. July 12, 1853. 24—6m the BEVERLY S, £ VASTS, attorney at law, Sandersville, Georgia. WILL practice in the counties of Wash ington Burke, Jefferson, Scriven, Emanuel Laurens, Wilkinson and Hancock. (Office in Court House on Lower Floor.) Feb. 1, 1853. 1—ty wTl.HOLLIFIELI), SURGEOCT 3D2HSTTIST. SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA maylO, 1852. 16—tf Dr. WilliamL.Jernigan, q HAVING permanently located hitn fw self in Sandersville, respectfully offers his professional services to the citizens of die Village, and county. When not oth erwise engaged he may be found at his Office at all times. Sandersville, March 8,1853. 6—ly JAIVI.CS S. 2200X. attorney at law, Sandersville, Georgia. WILL PRACTICE IN THE COUNTIES OF . ) Washington, Burke, Scriven Middle-circuit. ^ jefieraon and Emanuel. Southern Circuit. | - * - • Laurens Ocmulgee Circuit 1 - - - - Wilkinson [Office next door to Warthen's store.] jan. 1, 1852. FUB.rffliJTJ’RE. T HE Subscriber is now receiving, by every arrival from New York, a rich and splendi assortment of CAB1NE T FURNITURE, of the latest and most approved patterns, not sur passed in the southern country. He has pur chased his stock to such advantage, that he can sell at very low prices. Among his large assortment may he found— Large serpentine sofas, do. divans, do. otto mans, plain and spring-seat sofas, do. do. di vans, ottomans and couches, mahogany rock ing chairs, with red and green plush seating, mohair, do. mahogany setting full three-fourth and five-eights French chairs; curled maple, black walnut, and rosewood chairs, cane and wood seat settees, side-boards with mahogany and marble tops, do. mahogany tops, side-case bureaus, writing table and boox cases, cottage bureaus, ward-robes, ladies’ work tables, cen tre and pier tables, with maable tops marble top wash stands painted do. dressing tables, tea tables Grecian clawfoot dining tables, ex tension tables, card-tables, with harpeandOge pillars, mahogany bedsteads, do. French pat- erns, curled maple bedsteads, plain, do. do. AL SO. Curled maple, black walnut and rosewood chairs with cane bottoms, Windsor chairs, chil dren’s high do., counting room desks, revolv- sng chair for counting rooms, counter stools foot stools, hat-stands, bellows and brush, bird cages knife trays, safes, mahogany and cherry cribs hair mattrasses, moss do., Feather beds, bolsters, and pillows, green, red, black, blue and white cord, witli tassels to match, hair cloth, for sofas and mahogany chairs, willow wagons, do., cradles. Removed to Smett’s new Buildings. Broughton street, i W MOKRr'LL & Co feb. 22, 1853. 4—ly 51—lv I MO. W. B.UDXSZX1X1. ATTORNEY AT LAW, Sandersville Georgia. Jan. 25,1853 52—lv SL. Xi. WAMHI1N. attorney at law, Sandersville, Georgia. feb. 17, 1853. 4—ly X. EC. SArFOLD, J*.. attorney and counseller at law, Sandersville, Georgia. Will practice in the counties of Wash ington, Montgomery, Tatnall Emanuel and Jefferson of the Middle Circuit, also the Counties of Telfair and Irwin of the South ern Circuit. Office in Sandersville. February 22, 18 4 tf Z- GRAY. WATCH MAKER, AND JEWELER, Sandersville, Georgia. May 10, 1853 l5 ~ ] - v MUXiFOZlD MARSH, ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLER AT LAW 9 Office, 175, Bay street, Savannah, Ga. feb. 22, 1853. 4 ~^ DR B. B. SMITH, Swainsboro, Ga. Has permanently located at this place, and will attend Professional calls. ^ ^ aug 30,1853 R. Xi. PH1SON Factor and Commission Merchant. No. 71, Bay Street, Savannah, Ga. Feb. 15, 1853. ^ BEHN & FOSTER. Factors and Commission Merchants Savannah,Ga. r.H. BEHN,] [JOHN FOSTER 22,1853. _ SFlUitiG ttOODS. The Largest and Finest Assortment of Spring and Summer Goods are for Sale by N. W. Haines A Bro. T HE Subscribers are on hand again with a large and superior assortment of Spring and Summer Dry Goods, which have been selected in New York with especial reference co the wants and necessities of their friends and customers, and the people of Wash- ngton generally. i They respectfully invite an examination 0 their stock, they are sure that they can chal lenge a comparison with any ever ottered in this market, both as to the extent and quality of their Goods. The Ladies will find in their stock a variety of new and rich styles of Silks, Muslins, Ginghams, Calicoes, Lawns, Dress Trimmings Millinery articles, with every thing else ol the tasteful, and elegant. Fine Dress Cloths, Cassiineres Vestings &c.,are always on hand and Gentlemen can can be served with as fine an article, and as cheap as can be had any where. The Farmers and House Keepers should call at their Store for replenishing and fitting out. They are prepared to furnish every ar ticle in the House keeping line, and at prices astonishingly cheap. Call and examine, then tell your neighbors. N. W. HAINES & BRO. mar. 15. 7—tf Wood Shop-Repairing, &c, T HE subscriber would respectfully an- nouncce to the people of IVnshington county, that he has put up a WORK SHOP in this place and is prepared to do all-jobs, in the way of Carriage, Waggon, and Bug gy, making and Repairing at the shortest notice. Having been engaged for a number of years in the business, he flatters himself that he can give those who may patronise him entire satisfaction, in the style, manufacture and prices of work done at his establishment. Ke has secured the services of good Wheel- rights and Blacksmiths, and all orders for work, repairing, or any thin in his line will meet with prompt attention. His Work shop, is on the Milledgeviile Road, near the Church. JOHN W. RENFROE. Sandeville, jan. 11’1853. 50—tf XiOCBSTT, LONG, 6l CO. Commission Merchants and SHIPPING AGENTS. 126 Bay Street, Savannrh, Ga. E. LOCKETT, W. H. LONG, sept. 20 Oh! there is a dream of early youth, And it never comes again; ’Tis a vision of light and life and tnnh, That flits across the brain; And Love is the theme of that early dream, So wild, so warm, so new, That in all our after years I deem, That early dream we rue. But there is a dream of raaturer years, More turbulent, by far ; ’Tis a vision of blood and of woman's tears, And the theme of that dream is War. And we toil in the field of danger and death, And shout in tiie battle array, Till we find that fame is a bodiless breath That vanisheth away. Oh! there’s a dieam of hoary age— ’Tis a vision of Gold in store; Of sums noted down on the figured page, And counted o’er and o’er : And we fondly trust in the glittering dust, As a refuge from grief and pain, Till our limbs are laid in that last dark bed Where the wealth of the world is vain! And is it thus, from man’s birth to his grave, In the path which ail are treading? Is there nought, in that long career, to save From remorse and self-upbraiding? Oh, yes; there’s a dream so pure, so bright, That the being to whom it is given Hatli bathed in a sea of living light— And the theme of that dream is Heaven ! Judge S. ‘Wei8 you drunk sir?’ Prisoner. ‘Yes sir.’ S. ‘What did you get drunk on, sir?’ P. ‘Whiskey, sir.’ S. ‘What sort of whiskey, sir ?’ P. ‘New Whiskey, sir.’ S. ‘What, right new whiskey, sir?’ P. ‘Yes sir, just warm from the still.’ S. ‘So* you got drunk on new whiskev what is the name croft.’ My father his wife.’ Oh! my mother ! and are you I both gone ; God’s hand is heavy upon me !: I feel it in my heart and soul ! And there’s another name yet, and its j freshly cut. ‘Esther Hay croft, their daugh- j ter, aged 24.’ My father! my mother ! and mv sister! W hy did nut the sea swallow I me up when I was wrecked ? I deserved , right from the still, did you ?’ it. What is the world to me now ! 1 feel,; P. ‘Yes sir.’ bitterly feel, the sin of disobedience, the j S. ‘Mr. Clerk, fine that man ten dollars words to me now ! ‘The eye that moeketh aud imprisonment in the county jail one at his father, and despiselh to obey his month.’ mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick j No. 2, upon being arraigned, plead ‘guil- lt out, and the young eagles shall eat it.’ ty,’ also. But yeti recollect how my dear father S. ‘You were drunk, were you sir?’ and mother used to point me to me Lamb ! F*. W es sir. of God which taketh awav the sin of the S. ‘What did you get drunk on, sir ?’ H 2LILA world. ‘ There is no refuge beside,’ said my motlie 1 '; ‘Christ is able and willing to save.’ I paid but little attention to these words once. Oh ! may I never forget them now! THE RUNAWAY’S BETUMS. P. ‘Brandy, sir S. ‘What sort of brandy, sir.’ P. ‘Peach brandy, sir.’ S. ‘What, old peach brandy, sir ?’ P. ‘Yes sir.’ S. ‘How did you drink it, sir?’ P. ‘With a little honey, sir V S. ‘What sorl of honey, sir.’ P. ‘Nice strained honey, sir.’ S. ‘So you got drunk on old peach bran- SucccssfuS Tact. The elevation of Mr. Labouchere, now a member of the British Cabinet, is rather a singular story. In 1822, Mr. Labouchere, Well, here am 1, after my night’s walk, ! a clerk in the banking bouse ot Hope, of once more in ihe village where 1 was born, i Amsterdam, was sent by his patron to Mr. I dy and nice strained honey, sir ?’ The sun is up now, and shining brightly. j Baring, the celebrated London banker, to; P. ‘Yes sir.’ Things appear the same, and yet different. { negotiate a loan. He displayed in this af-j S. ‘Mr. Clerk, fine that man ouedime; How is it? There was a big tree used to j fair so much ability, as to entirely win the; the Court would like a few of that itself.’ stand at the corner ; and where is Carver’s i esteem and confidence of the English bank- i This same Judge S. had a very wild sou cottage ? | er. “Faith,” said he one day to Baring ; named Bob, who was constantly on a spree Three days ago I landed at Portsmouth. ' “your daughter is a charming creature; 11 and upon being brought up once before the It was my birthday. For ten long years 1' wish I could persuade you to give me her Court for drunkendess, the Judge crid out; had been sailing about on the sea, and wan- j hand.” “Young man, you are joking; for dering about on land. How things come j seriously you must allow that Miss Baring over me! lam a man now; but for that, I! could never become the wife of a simple could sit down and cry like a child. j clerk.” “But, said Labouchere, “if I was in It seems but yesterday since I ran away j partnership with Mr. Hope.” “Oh! that from home. It was the worst day’s work j would be a different thing; that would en- that ever 1 did. I got up in the morning ; tirely make up for all deficiencies.” Re nt sunrise, while my father aud mother | turned to Amsterdam, Labouchere said to were asleep. Many and many a time had! his patron, “you must take me into partner- I been unkind to my dear mother, and un-j ship.” “My young friend, how can you dutiful to my father, aud the day before he j think of such a thing? It is impossible— told me bow wrong it was. He spoke j You are without fortune, and—” But if I kindly and in sorrow, but my pride would j become the son-in-law of Mr. Baring?” “In not bear it. I thought 1 would leave home.; that case, the affair would be soon settled What is itthat makes me tremble so now ? i and so you have my word.” Fortified with Is that our Bob ?’ Clerk. ‘Yes sir.’ Judge. ‘Fine the darned rascal two dol lars and costs. I’d make it ten dollars, if I didn’t know it would come out of my own pocket.’ A Clever Smuggle. A California papor gives an amusing ac count of the skill of the Chinese in a difficult species of rascality. A vessel arrived recent ly at San Francisco from China with a large number of Calestials on board. A revenue officer was as usual placed on her, to see that no cargo was landed without authority. A- raong the passengers on board, one jolly Mv fatuer coughed as I crept along by i these two promises, Labouchere returned to , , P , ,, - , A l- J - - ? , . . J . i 1 t 1 • .1 e. ■ i looking old fellow attracted attention by his ght that I heard ray i England, aud in two months atter married; 0 his door, and 1 thou mother speak to him ment, with my little , . , 1.,.- • , ,, xr 1 j • ! extreme portliness. He had, in fact, astom so: i stood a mo-; Miss baring, because Mr. Hope had promis- \ , e , l , f , ,, . ii i. . ,v /, , ach of almost halstans proportions. But bundle in my hand, ed to lake him into partnership; and he be- - 1 somehow or other he did not seem easy. His movements were ungainly and con strained; and the officer approaehed him and began to poke him jocosely about the holding my breath. He coughed again.! came allied to the house of Hope on the 1 have seemed to hear that cough in every strength of that promise of marriage. ’’“when I bad unlocked die door mv heart! A **» «£ ****’“*—k* , souniI failed me ; for my sinter bad kissed me over • country town '‘Down lias , a Democratic pauncli, when to bis snip mea hollo* sound 3 slie j m j somethin^ to newspaper was started, depending mainly was given back. He, then lepeated his t n .n« in tliA inn,-mn cr* * T bow whst it I f° r the support on the contributions of the I punches for an object and fouud John to have ItTsbc bad been Sing me a pal, o[ “faithful"',!, that region. Its motto was- I a prodigiously baid aud unyielding stom- garters to give me on birthday. 1 turned back, opened the door of her little room, and looked at her; but my tears fell on the bed clothes, and I was afraid it would wake her. Half blinded, I groped down stairs. Just as I bad gently closed the door, the casemeut rattled above my head.- I looked up, and there was my mother, i She spoke to me and when I did not answer | she cried out loud to me. That cry rungj in my ears ever since; aye in my very j dl AsI hurried away, I felt, I suppose, as j a copy of Shakspeare from our table, and Cain felt when he murdered his brother. : after looking through its pages very grave- My father, my mother, and sister, had been h 7 asked if we thought ‘Shakspar ever Be just, and fear not.”—[Shakspeare. iach. Here was a discovery A custom An old farmer, who hal been quite uctive j house officer on the scent of a cat in pursuit in prompting the interests of this newspa-; of a dainty mouse. John was soon dives per enterprise, took up the first number and i ted of his tunic and appurtenaces, when lo, commenced reading it with laudatory com- lit appeared that he had a tin stomach! and meuts. As he read the motto, his face ! further, that it could be detached without flushed with honest enthusiam, and ex-j seriously interfering with his digestion. A claimed: “Fear not Shakspeare, no, that! post mortem examination was held upon we won’t, nor anv other darned old Feder alist !” The above reminds us of a very intellec the tin corporation, and, strange to say, it was fouud full of opium. Whether John insisted that he hud eaten it, aud its disa- Eet me Sleep. ‘Let me sleep,’ said my companion, half pettishly turning from my couch. ‘Let me sleep.’ The words haunted my memory for hours afterwards. How often Las the wish been breathed in this weary world, ‘O, iet me sleep.’ Tlie man whose conscience lashes him for misdeeds—evils committed and unre pented of—cries, as he drops his head into his thorny pillow, ‘let me sleep! with sleep comes oblivion.’ The mourner who has seen some blight and beautiful one fade from Ids embrace, like, a summer flower nipped by a too early frost, bows his head above the pallid lace of the prostrate form beiow him, and sighs in the agony of his sou 1 , ‘Let me sleep!—sleep with the loved oue whose smile shall never welcome my footsteps.’ ‘Let me sleep,’ says the traveler, who foot sore and weary, has toiled long in the world, and seen hopes perish unfulfilled; j>\\ s wither ere they are tasted; friendships which he thought enduring, changing hue like chameleon, and rainbow promises fading and melting imo colorless air,‘O, let me sleep, for 1 am weaiy.’ The rosy-cheeked child, the bright eyed maiden, the thougl tul matron, those for whom life puts ou its finest aspects, its mostendearir g smiles, all have periods in wlinhthey long for sleep, for the oblivion of all care, Lours in which the waters of Lethe may flow dark and deep ly over them. There cometh a sleep to all—asleep deep huHied and breathless. The loar of the cannon, the deep-toned thunderbolt, the •ihock of an earthquake, or the rush of ten thousand armies cannot break up its still re pose. With mute lips and folded arms, one after another the ephemeral of earth sink down into the darkness and nothingness. ‘No intruding footsteps shall jar upon their rest—no disturbing touch shall wring from them there, the exclamation, ‘Lei, me sleep.’ ‘Young man, do you believe in a future state ? ‘In course I does, and wbat’s more, I in tend to enter it as soon as Betsey gets her wedding things ready.’ ‘You mistake me. Do you believe in a future state of reward and punishment ?’ ‘Most assuredly. If I should cut nugs at I a red headed woman, I should expect my hat indented by the first cistern pole she should lay her hand on.’ ‘Go to, young man; you are incorrigible. Go to.’ ‘Go two. If it wasn’t for that law agin bigamy, darned if I wouldn’t go a dozen. But who supposed, Dgucod, that a man of your years would give such advice to a pussun just starting in life V This took the deacon down. WJiether the conversation was renewed, will not be known till our express arrives. Yankee Doodle.—The national air of the United States was composed a hundred years ago by Dr. Sbackburg, a physician of the British army at the time the British ministry made overtures to reduce the French power in Canada, and the col onists were called upon for assistance, who with alacrity, rendered a faithful service.— The British army' lay encamped a little souib of the city of Albany, aud in the ear ly part of J une 1753, the eastern troops be gan to pour in. Their march, their accou trements, aud the whole arrangements of their troops, furnished matter ofamuseineut to the British. Then it was that the doc tor composed the tu»e, aud recommended it to the officers as a celebrated air. The joke took, and in a few days aolhing was heard in the provincial camp but Yankee Doodle. tual gentleman, who accidentaly picked up greeing with his natural functions of diges- J. H. DAVIS. 34—tf kind to me. I had been unkind to them! and in leaving thus, I felt as if I was mur dering them all. Had I been a robber, I could not Lave felt more guilty. But what do I say that for ? wrote that book ? To which we replied in the affirmative. Whereupon, the inquirer threw it down—saying as he did so: “I’ll be dod darn’d if ever Shakspar wrote that book—hain’t jist sich a one been on our shelf ever since I’ve bin born—they can’t feb. 4—ly S B CRAFTON, ATTORNEY at law, Sandersville, Georgia. Will also attend the Courts of Ernanu Laurens, and Jefferson, should business be ern rtusted to his care, in either of those countie- feb. 11. 4—tf J, B- HAYNB. ATTORNEY at daw, Scarborough, Georgia. Will atteud promptly to all business en trusted to his care in any of the Courts of the 3fiddle or Eastern counties. March 14,7—ly m. &. B. 3VE JOHNSTON, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Sparta, Georgia. Will practice in Hancock and the ad orning counties, and the Supreme Court. MARK JOHNSTON, ‘ | X. *' March 22, 1853. M. JOHNSTON. 8—tf jo BN WXAXk MRY. Draper and Tailor. (Qealerin Ready-Made Clothing andGentie- n (en’sfurnishing Goods.. 155, Bay street, Savannah, Ga. feb.22, 1853. 4 ~ 1 ^ ... W ' “ Wanted. OOL, Hides, and Tallow, for which w e will pay the hi ° “® 3t . MtNO IF GffAY 4* ■ waIa.boro.uuy 17, 1858. 9 ■ A. JL SOJsOmONS di CO. D EALERS in Drugs, Medicines, Clum cals,Perfumery, fancy articles, Surgecali intruments, Paints, Oils and Dye Stuffs. AT WHOLESALE AND RETAIL. Savannah, feb. 22,1853. 4—ly Til B KiMAFF, Manufacturer of SADDLERS, HARNESS, Ac. Ac., and Wholesale and Retail Dealer in all kinds of SADDLERY WARE. CARRIAGE Trimmings, Laces, Fringes, Patent Leath er, Springs, Axles, Bands, Varnish, Ac. AT THE SIGN OF THE GOLDEN SADDLE, West end of Gibbons’ Building Market Square, Savannah. A large assortment always on hand, and for sale at the lowest prices. Feb. 15, 1853, 3—ly ^ARMOISIO institute. Coroer of St. Julian st. A Market Square SAVANNAH GEORGIA. F ZOGBAUM & CO., Importers and Deal- . ers in Musical Instruments of every de- serijtion, sheet Music, whotowte and retail. Piano Fortes, by A. Stodart & Go and J - B ‘ Dunham, New York,hi every va riety of style and price. These ; I ? s^epts. are acknowledged, by the best m u ^cal jud e to be at least equal to any other ers. Dealers supplied .with every article m the line at New York prices. F, ZOGBAUM.] - [GEO. MITCHELL. feb. 32. u 4 ~ 1 - v I was a robber ! I was robbing them of tool me with thim Snakspars. their peace. I was stealing that from them ■ “Did you ever go to a military ball?” that the whole world could not make up ! asked a ii sp } n g maid ihe other night of an ,. Oh, that I could i, Vfit . firan D f Jacksc old veteran of Jackson’s army of ’15. ... I “No, mv dear,” growled the old soldier, as they did J «j n those "days I had a military ball come them. luG j 4.^ a of A\rt> tHinlr 9 it. took my to them ! yet on I went bring back that hour. The hills looked as purple when I used to climb up to tuem. me 1 tQ me _ and * w h at d’ye think ? it rocks are cawing among elms by the church j, od -„ I wonder if they are the same rooks? j ^ ^ raen tion of the word “leg,” the There’s a shivering comes over me as I get be j le f ainted? 0 f course . nearer home. Home ! I feel that there is j — no home for me. } An Irish servant observing her mistress Here is the corner of the hedge, and the f ee( jj n g a pet cannary, asked “how long it old seat; but m_y father is not in it. There took tkem cra ters to hatch ?” “Three weeks,” is the patch of ground that my sister call-; was the reply. “Ocb, sure, that is the ed ner garden, but she is not walking in it, | sarae as an y other fowl, except a pig!” and yonder is the bedroom window; my j — mother is not looking out of it now. Thatj Is that dogofyoursofacrossbreedi cry? that cry! j asked a gentleman of a canine vender. “No, I see how it is. There are none of them zar,” was his reply ; “his mother was a gentle, affectionate cretur.” The man left. here, or things would not look as they do Father would not let the weeds grow in this fashion, nor the thatch fall; and my mother and my sister never stuffed that straw through the broken panes I’ll rap at the door anyhow, low it sounds. Nobody stirs. All is as si . , . . v le ” taS UW Sra :mmv’"hS “ *£! an organ! ,hn |STtreat thee and thine as ! 1 How could I expect it to ! Crystal Palace, he felt the Declaration, of kindly as thou and thine have treated me A gentleman having asked, “How many dog days there were in a year,” received for an answer that it was impossible to number How hoi- them, “as every dog has his day." 3P " tion had compelled him to resort to an ar tificial receptacle, is not stated. At any rate, his entire tin stomach, contents included, was confiscated as contraband, and adver tised to be sold at auction for the benefit of Uncle Sam’s coffers. A Guilty Conscience.—When Dr. Donne, after wards Dean of St. Paul’s took possession of his first living, as he walked into the churchyard he took up a skull thrown by the sexton out of the grave, and in it found a small headless nail, which he drew out secretly, and wrapt in the corner of his haudkerchief. He then asked the grave digger if he knew whose the skull was. He replied that it was the skull of a person who kept a spirit shop, and who, having gone to bed intoxicated, was fouud dead in his bed in the morning. “Had he a wife?” asked the doctor. “Yes,” What character did she bear?” “A very good one; only the neighbors reflect on her, because she married the day after her hus band’s burial.” A few days afterwards the doctor paid her a visit, as if by accident: asked her some questions, and, at last, of what sickness her former husband died. As she was telling him the same story as the sexton, he open ed his handkerchief, and cried in an author itative voice: “Woman, do you know this nail?” Struck with horror she instantly confessed the murder. Quaker Toast.—“This from me and mine to thee and thine. I wish when thou and thine come to see me and mine, that ow. but I can’t bear this 1 - | ™ in g u ? ,n h,s bosou ^ blossom as it was The elderberry is in uiuaouui <» u. Jrish. counsel being questioned by a when I ran away;, and e wo ® ^ judge to know‘‘for. whom was he concern- folks love thee and thy folks fresh ns ever running up to tl e w,„dow ;J = a ;b concerned, my lord, for in.,. .„v.r was folks, si that mv mother opened to call after me. \ u » ’ T . j / .v MV cheek was likelhe rose when I went; 1 “> «»!»»!<* tor th » ie away ; but the sun has. made it of another {tendant. li-Y'. X : V.,:ru£ . and mine.” This is a new version of the old compliment, which runs somewhat after this wise :—*‘I wish thee and thy folks, lov ed me and my folks, as well as me and my For : sure, there never was folks; since folks was folks that ever loved folks half so well as me aud j myfolks love thee and thy folks. ” “I don’t see,” said Mrs. Partington, as Ike came home from school, and threw his book into one chair and his jacket into an other, and his cap on the floor, saving that he didn’t get the medal; “I don’t see, dear, why you didn’t get the meddle, for a more meddlesome boy I never knew. But no matter; when the adversary cornea round again you’ll get it.” What hope there was in her remark for him 1 And he took cour age and one of the old lady’s doughnuts, and sat wiping his feet on a clean stocking that the dame was preparing to dam, that lay by her side.—Boston Post. A Friend in Need.—While Mrs. Butler was playing Juliet at Philadelphia, and just when she had exclaimed “Oh ! cruel poi son !” a tall, lean, gaunt, sandy haired med ical student in the stage box, deepjy absorb ed in the scene, thrust down his hat on his head with a convulsive effort, crying out, in a voice of thunder, at the same time: “Keep him up, Juliet—I'll run and fetch the stomach pump!" Marked Sheep.—In the general rush to see the President last week, a little child wasjrun over by some one of the crowd, and on being asked how his clothes became so dirty, said that a politician had run over him. ‘How do you know it was a politicianin quired his mother. “He had a red face,” was the innocent reply. “Sir,” said a blustering little man io a religious opponent, “to what sect do you think I belong?” “Well, from your size aud appearance, I should think yon might belong to a class called the insect." The little cove struck a bee line for home. An old lady of Thread-needle street, being at a loss for a pincushion, made use of aH onion. - On ! the follomug morning she found that all the needles had tears in fh e k‘ eyes.

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The central Georgian. (Sandersville, Ga.) 1847-1874, September 27, 1853, Image 1