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BY S. B. CRAFTOI.
SANDERSYILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 18, 1853.
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B PSB3COTS
Attorney at law,
Halcyondale, Scriven co., Georgia
WILL give his whole attention to the
practice of Law in all its branches
July 12, 1853.,
24—6m
attorney at law,
Sandersville, Georgia.
WILL practice in the counties of Wash-
ngton Burke, Jefferson, Scriven, Emanuel
^aureus, Wilkinson and Hancock.
(Office in Court House on Lower Floor.)
Feb. 1, 1853. 1—ly
james s. hook.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Sandersville, Georgia.
WILL PRACTICE IN THE COUNTIES OF
, 7J . . ) Washington, Burke, Scriven
Yltddle-circuit. ^ j e fp ergon an( i Emanuel.
Southern Circuit, j - - - - Laurens.
)cmulgee Circuit 1 - - - - Wilkinson
[Office next door to Warthen's store.]
jan. 1,1852. 51— ly
JK'0. W. SUSSSaXiL,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Sandersville Georgia.
Jan. 25, 1853 52—lv
TL, £. WAaTH2W.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Sandersville, Georgia.
feb. 17, 1853. 4—ly
I. H- SAFFO&S,
ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLER AT LAW,
Sandersville, Georgia.
Will practice in the counties of Wash-
igton, Montgomery, Tatnall Emanuel and
ufferson of the Middle Circuit, also the
mnties of Telfair and Irwin of the South-
rn Circuit. Office in Sandersville.
February 22, 18 4 tf
2*. G-K. A "IT.
WATCH MAKER, AND JEWELER,
Sandersville, Georgia.
May 10, 1853 . 15—ly
Z&X7&F0B.8 KIAB.S3,
ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLER AT LAW,
Office, 175, Bay street, Savannah, Ga.
ib. 22, 1853. 4—ly
SR 33. B* SBSIUH,
Swainsboro, Ga.
:r.s permanently located at this place, and
attend professional calls.
tig 30,1853 31 ~ tf
Ri It. FfTiTuHr,
Factor and Commission Merchant.
No. 71, Bay Street, Savannah, Ga.
Feb. 15, 1853. 3—ly
2£HN & FOSTER.
Factors and Commission Merchants
Savannah,Ga.
P.H. BEHN,] [JOHN FOSTER.
feb. 22,1853. 4—ly
S 8- CRAFTOK,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Sandersville, Georgia.
Will also attend the Courts of Emanu
uaurens, and Jefferson, should business be en<
lusted to his care, in either of those countie.'
feb. 11. 4—tf
J, 8 RA7NS.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Scarborough, Georgia
Will atteud promptly to all business en
trusted to his care in any of the-Courts of the
Middle or Eastern'counties.
March 14, —ty
jo star xvxA&XiB&ir.
Draper^and Tailor.
Dealer in Ready-Made Clothing andGentle-
- en’sfurnishing Goods. 155, Bay street,
Savannah, Ga.
feb. 22, 1853. 4—ly
W. L. HOLLIFIELD,
SUR8R03 8SI&TIST.
SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA
maylO, 1852. 16—tf
Dr. William L. Jernigan,
n HAVING permanently located him
vw self in Sandersville, respectfully offers
his professional services to the citizens
of the Village, and county. When not oth
erwise engaged he may be found at his Office
ajjtall times.
Sandersville, March 8,1853. 6—ly
TiS. R. m- JOHSJSTOXff,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Sparta, Georgia.
Will practice in Hancock and the ad-
oining counties, and the Supreme Court.
MARK JOHNSTON, | R. M. JOHNSTON.
March 22, 1853. 8—tf
L0C31S®, 80J3T&, & CO.
Commission Merchants and
SHIPPING AGENTS.
126 Bay Street, Savannrh, Ga.
w. H. LONG,
E. LOCKETT,
Lent.. 20
J H. DAVIS.
34—tf
iff- B 2£3STAFF.
Manufacturer of
SADDLERS, HARNESS, dec. dec., and
Wholesale and Detail Dealer in all
kinds of
SADDLERY WARE. CARRIAGE
Trimmings, Laces, Fringes, Patent Leath
er, Springs, Axles, Bands, Varnish, dec.
AT THE SIGN OF THE GOLDEN SADDLE,
West end of Gibbons’ Building
Market gqsiare, Savannali.
A large assortment always on hand, and
for sale at the lowest prices.
Feb. 15, 1853, 3—ly
7HOMAS C.^UDAS.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Sparta, Georgia.
October, 4.
36—tf
2AWSON <£t GODFREY
Commission Merchants,
03 BAY STREET
SAVANNAH, GEO.
[P. A. LAWSON. J. E. GODFREY.]
JOH33' 6. FAZe££GAKS
Wholesale and Retail Dealer in
PAINTS, OILS, TURPENTINE &
VARNISHES, FRENCH AND AMERICAN
Glass, Paper Hangings and Borders, Fire
Board and Decorative Papers, Sashes, Blinds
and Doors. West Side of Monument Square,
Savannah, Ga. Orders from the coun
try promptly attended to.
fab22, ,1853. 4—ly
VERSVX&8S & BUTLER.
DEALERS IN FA SHI ON ABLE
Boots, Shoes & Plantation Brogans.
No. 161 Congress street,
South Side Market Square,
SAVANNAH, GA.
Feb. 15, 1853. 3—ly
6.8- & J- 8- HBSID8IC3SSOW.
Wholesale Druggists,
AND DEALERS IN PAINTS,
Oils, Window filass, <&c., Mustard, Spices,
and Snuff, Perfumery, Brushes, dc., and
Landreth's Garden Seeds,
Gibbon’s Buildings, Savannah, Ga.
Feb. 15, 1852. 3-Ay
SCRAKTQ^i JOHNSON & CO.
GROCER 8$.
Savannah, Ga.
'■ t. scranton, > Savannah.
JOSEPH JOHNSTON. $
5 W. B. SCRANTON,
) No. 19, Old Slip,N York
OL3 S3TR8LXSKSR.
“Savannah Stove Depot.”
COOKING STOVES of all sizes and
various patterns, Grates Stoves and Heaters
for all purposes* Tin and Britannia Ware,
Pumps and Pipes, Wooden Ware, Domes-
ic Hardware and House-keeping articles,
oo numerous to mention.
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL,
JAMES S5JEEIVAN
No. 145 Broughton Street
Savannah, Ga.
Feb. 15, 1853. 3—ly
RA3U3 & WEITEHHAB.
Factors & Commission Merchant
Savannah, Ga.
W ILL give strict attention* to the sale o
Cotton and other produce consigned to
them. Orders for Bagging, Rope and other
Family Supplies, will be filled at the lowest
prices. Our long experience in business
induces them to hope for the continuance
of the liberal patronage extended to the late
firm of Rabun, Fulton & Co.
Mai Wm. Hodges, of Sandersville, will act
as their agent for Washington county.
june 1, 1852. l6-7m
IHTSTIW C 2
Corder of St. Julian st. & Market Squar
SAVANNAH GEORGIA.
F ZOGBAUM& CO., Importers and Deal-
• era in Musical Instruments of every de
scription, sheet Music, strings, &c. wholesale
and retail. Piano Fortes, by A. Stodart &
Co and J. B. Dunham, New York,un every va
riety of style and price. These Instruments
are acknowledged, by the best musical judges
to be at least equal to any other manufactur
ers. Dealers supplied with every article in
the line at New York prices. _ rT
F. ZOGBAUM.] [geo. MITCHELL.
fait
POffiTPM Y
EVEWIMO.
BY JONATHAN FREEKE SLING SB Y
See the shadows now are stealing,
Slowly down the mountain’s breast,
Hars ! the turret bells are pealing
Cberrlly the hour of rest,
Now the mellow daylight closes;
All the world from'toil reposes;
Every breeze has sunk and died— ‘
’Tis the peaceful eventide.
O’er the vail the mists are creeping;
Chanting hive ward wends the bee;
One by one the stars are.peeping
Through the welkin tranquilly,
Murmuring like a child a dreaming,
Star light on its ripples gleaming,
Through the mead ihe brook doth glide,
In tiie solemn Eventide.
Oh ! how sweet at day’s declining,
’Tis to rest from earth born care;
Gazing on those far woods shining,
Dreaming that our home is there.
Though the shadody gates of Even
Shut out earth, the open heaven,
Where the soul would e’er abide
In the holy Eventide.
[Dvblin University Magazine.
H©©3SIL3LAMY«
“TAKING THE STARCH OCT
OF EM.”
A lot of idlers stood upon the end of a
peer which ran out into the Hudson river,
in one of the small towns near Albany; a
few days ago, amusing themselves with
hurling stones into the broad stream, each
viewing with the other in the endeavor to
pilch a missile at the farthest distance from
the shore, when a tall rugged-built Ver
monter, direct from the Green Hills, sud
denly made his appearance in their midst,
and for a while remained a quiet observer
of their movements.
He was a brawny, strong looking Yan
kee, and was very decently clad. The ef
forts of the little party had been exhibited
over and over again, when the stranger qui
etly picked up half a brick which lay near
him, and giving it a jerk it fell into the wa
ter a long way beyond the line which Lad
as yet been reached by the foremost of the
crowd. At the conclusion of this feat a loud
bravo went up from half a dozen voices a-
round him.
I was a clear day in October, and the
men, determined not to be outdone, renew
ed their attempts but the Vermonter, with
out saying a syllable to any one continued
to pitch the pebbles far into the stream,
which seemed to annoy one of them, in a
green jacket, the apparent leader of the
gang, who declared he wouldn’t be beaten
by a “feller right straight out o’ the woods,
no how,” and sidling up to the stranger, he
determined to make his acquaintance.
“Where do you come from, neighbor?’
inquired the other.
“Me? Wal, I hails from Vermont, jes
uaow, friend!”
“Ha’nt been in these parts long I recon?
“Wal—no. Not edzactly yere—but up
and daown, sorter.”
“Yis—so I sposed.”
“Yaas,” continued the green ’un careless
ly, and seizing a big billetof wood, he twirl
ed it over his head, and it landed several
rods from the shore, in the water.
“You’ve a little strength in your arms
neighbor.” v
“Nome ‘punkins’ in them flippers, stran
ger.—Up in aour toawn, more’n a munth
ago I driv them are knuckles rite strut thru
a board, more’n a ninch ’naff thick!”
“Haw—haw!” shouted his hearers, the
man in the green jacket laughing loudest.
“May be you don’t believe it.”
“Not much, ’ answered the crowd.”
“We aint very green down here in York
—we aint,” said the fellow in the jecket;
“we’ve been about, you see.”
“Wal, jes you look yere, friend,” contin
ued the Vermonter, in the most plausible
manner; “up in aour caountrv, we’ve a purty
big river, considering—Inyun river, it’s
called, and may be you’ve heard on it. Wal,
I hove a man clean across that river t’other
day, and he came daown fair and square on
to’her side.”
“Ha, ha, ha,” yelled his auditors.
“Wal, noaw, yew may laff, but l ken due
it again.”
“Do what?” said green jacket, quietly.
“1 can take and heave you across that
river yonder, jest like open and shet.”
“Bet you ten dollars of it.”
“Done!” said the Yanke; and drawing
forth and X, (upon a broken downeast bank,)
he covered the bragger’s shinplaster.
“Kin you swim, feller?”
“Like a duck,” said green jacket; and
without further parley, the Vermonter seiz
ed the knowing Yorker stoutly by the neck
and the seat of his pants, jerked him from
his foothold, and with an almost superhu
man efl’orl dashed the bully heels over head
from the dock, some ten yards out into the
Hudson River.
A terrific shout rang through the crowd,
as he floundered into the water and amid
the jeers and screams of his companions the
ducked bully put back to the shore and
scrambled up the bank, half frozen, by this
sudden and involuntary role bath.
“I’ll take that ten spot, if you please,’
said the shivering loafer advicing rapidly
to the stake holders. “You took us for green
horns; eh? We’ll show you how to do
things down here in York”---and the fellow
claimed the twenty dollars.
“Wall I reck’n yeou wunt take no ten
spots jis’ yit, cap’n.”
“Why? You’ve lost the bet.”
“Not edzactly. I din’t calkilate on deuin
it the fust time—but I tell yeou I kin deu
it”—and in spite of the loafer’s utmost effort
to escape him, he seized him by the scuff
and the seat of his overhalls, and pitched
him three yards further into the river than
upon the first trial
Again the bully returned, amid the shouts
of his mates, who enjoyed the spoit im
mensely.
“TLird time never fails,” said the Yankee,
stripping of his coat, “I kin due it I tell ye.”
“Hold on!” said the almost petrified vic
tim.—
“And I will deu it—if I try till to-mor
row inornin.”
“1 give it up!” shouted the sufferer be
tween his teeth, which now chattered like
a mad badger’s—“take the money.”
The Vermonter very coolv pocketed the
ten spot, and as ho turned away, remaik-
td—
“We aint much acquainted with your
smart folks daoun here’ll York, but we
sometimes take the starch aout of ’em up
our way—and p’raps yeu wunt try it on tu
stranger agin. I reck’you wunt,” he con
tinued, and putting on the broad grin of
good humor, he left a company to their re
flections.
Widower Smith and Widow
Jones.
Widower Smith’s wagon stopped one
morning before widow Jones’ dour, aud he
gave the usual country signal that he wan
ted some body in the bouse by dropping
the rains, and sitting double, with his el
bow on his kuees. (Jut tripped the widow
as lively as a cricket, with a tremendous
black ribbon on her snow-white cap. “Good
morning” was said ou both sides, and the
widow waited for what was farther to be
said.
“Well, Ma’am Jones, perhaps you don’t
want tc sell oue of your cows, no how, for
nothing, any way, do you?”
“Well, there, Mr, Smith, you couldn’t
have spoke better. A poor loue woman
like me, does not know what to do with so
many critters, aud I should be glad to trade
if we can flx it.”
Bo they adjourned to the meadow; far
mer Smith looked at Roan—then at the
widow—at the Downing cow; at the widow
again—and so on through the whole forty
Ihe same call was made every day for a
week, but farmer Smith could not decide
which cow he wauled. At length, ou Sat
urday, when the widow Jones was in a
hurry to get through with her baking for
Sunday, and had “ever so much” to do in
the houses, as farmers’ wives and widows
have on Saturday, she was a little impati
ent. Farmer Smith was* as irresolute as
ever.
“That ’ere Downing cow is {^pretty fair
critter”—but he stopped to glance at the
widow’s face, and then walked round her
not the widow, but the eow.
| “That ’ere short horn Durham is not a
; bad looking beast, but I don’t know,” a
I other look at the widow.
I “The Downing cow I knew before the
' late Mr. Jones bought her.” Here he
I sighed at the allusion to the late Mr. Jones
j she sighed and both looked at each other.
! It was a highly interesting moment.
“Old Roan is a faithful old milch and so
! is Brindle—but I have known better.’
I A long stare followed this speech; the
' pause was getting awkward, aud at last
Mrs. Jones broke out.
“Lord! Mr. Smith, If I’m the one you
want, do say sol’ ,
The intention of widower Smith and the
widow Jones were duly published the next
day, as is the law and the custom in Mas
sachusetts; and as soon as they were “out
published,” they were married.
A Loafers Soliloquy.—“I wish I knew
where to get a cent, I do. Blest if I don’t
emigrate to Kamschatka to dig gold. Money
scacer than wit—can’t live by neither—at
least 1 can’t. Sold the last old shirt, pawn
ed my boots for three cents, and went home
as rich as a lord.
‘Told my landlady I had a hundred
thousand dollars, and wanted the best
room in the house. Insulted me by saying
the attic was too good for me.
‘I’m an injured individual. Society per
secutes me, I don’t do society no harm
as I knows on. I don’t rob widders’ hous
es. I don’t know widders. I don’t put
the bottle to my neighbor’s lips; I aint
got no neighbors; and the fact is I don’t
own any bottles.—Couldn’t fill ’em if I
did.
‘I’m an innocent man. Nobody can look
me in the face and say I ever hurt ’em; no
body, and yet I haven’t got a roof to lay my
head into. My old landlady hated me,,
why! I couldn’t pay, and 1 left. Cause
why? ain’t it better to dwell in a corner of
the house-top than with a brawling woman
in a wide house? But I ain’t got a house
top; and if I had, a corner wouldn’t be safe,
would it.
“I’m a desp’rit man. I’d go to work if
it wasn’t for my excessive benevolence. I’m j
afeard of taking the bread out of sombody’s j
mouth. Besides, wisdom’s the principle j
thing; don’t the good book say so? What’s j
money to wisdom? Ain’t I a studying j
character? If a man kicks me because I
can’t pay lor my, licker ain’t I getting un
derstanding? ain’t it a lesson to human na
ture? I’m told the world owes me a living.
When is it going to pay I wonder?—I’m
tired of waiting.”
A pork grower in Illinois has concluded
to move to Nantucket, for tkl convenience
of feeding his pigs in the trough of the
sea.
A Cute Yankee.
The following good one is published in
the September number of Harper’s Maga-
' zine. It is told by a correspondent who
! signs himself “Timmins.”
j Among our passengers coming home, said
! he, was Mr. H. , not long ago a deputy
collector in our port, at the customhouse; a
most entertaing gentleman, who has no idea
that he is telling anything amusing, until
he is reminded of it by the loud laughter of
everybody about him.
When I was Deputy Collector in New
York, says he, l was sitting in my office one
hot afternoon, when a long, slabsided, Yan-
kee-lookiug fellow came in with a kind of
guilty look, his hat dangling in his hand,
his head banging on one side, and his eyes
cast down, but with a curious kind of a
smile, loo, as I thought, sneaking fitfully
across bis face. He stood by the door for a
minute, twirling his hat, and seeming to be
afraid to come forward to where 1 was sit
ting.
“Well, sir,” I asked, “what is wanted?”
“Be you Mr. H ?” said he.
“Yes, Mr. H is my name.”
“Yack; but be you the Deputy Collector
of New'York State?”
I answered that I was the Deputy Collec
tor of the Custome of the city of New York.
“Edzactly,” says he—“yeas; the very man
I want 10 see.”
He hesitated again, and twirled his hat
more rapidly than ever.
“What is your business with me? slate it,”
said I, rather sharply. “My time is too val
uable to be wasted in useless talk or delay.”
“Yaes,” iMd ne; “’dzactly so. Wei! you
see, 1’vc got into a lettle trouble; and I come
to see if you couldn’t help me out a little.”
He lingered bis hat again, and I grew
impatient and nervous.
“Go ou,” said I, “and get through.
What is your trouble? and bow can i help
you? or what have 1 got to do with it.”
“Well,” he went on, “1 was down to Ha
vana the other day, and being fond of smo
kin’ 1 bought a few cigars for my own use;
aud when we got back to ’York, 1 didu’t
know that there would be any hurt in bring
ing in a few; but as a man was bringing on
’em up Broad street, they was arrested—‘for
dewties,’ the man said—'■deioUes,' and be
said they must all be forfeited, or ’contiisca-
ted, and that 1 could not have none on ’em,’
—none on ’em,’ he said, ‘unless I could git
’em entered.’ And he told me I couldu’t
get none on ’em entered until you had give
permission, and that he rather thought you
wouldn’t do it, dewly or no dewty.
I was struck with his simplicity—his
greenness I thought at the time—and was
disposed to overlook what might have been
an attempt at smuggling, m consideration
of the fact, that after all it was probably
pure ignorance.
So I said: “As you seem to have been ig
norant of the revenue laws, I will enter your
cigars, and you can have them upon the
payment of the duty. How many had you?”
“Twenty thousand op ’em!”
“Twenty thousand cigars for your own
use? This alters the case entirely.”
“Well not ’dzactly for my own use, but 1
wanted some for my friends to smoke, tew.
That’s all.”
“Well, sir, on payment of the duty, the
cigars may be taken away.”
“Dewty! not arter they’re 'entered,' there
ain’t no deioty, is there? That’s wbat the
man said that took them off" the cart.”
I explained to him that the cigars must
pay a duty, and that it was a great favor to
himself to be permitted to take them away
at all.
“Well,” he said, putting on his hat, and
holding the door ajar, “I hain’t got no mon
ey to pa\ 7 dewties; but I’ll go up town, up to
treet, to see a friend of mine, and
may be he'll take ’em out. Good-arternoon!”
The next day, just as I was about leav
ing my desk, the Yankee “operator” came
in, bringing with him a dark, Spanish-look-
ing person.
“I’ve come to get them .cigars,” said he,
“that was arrested for dewties. My friend,
here, will pay the dewties.”
The necessary prelinaries were gone
through with, and the cigars were taken
away.
Early on the morning of the next day, as
I was sitting at my desk, I felt a faint tap on
my shoulder; and looking up, who should I
see but my Yankee customer standing over
me!
“How de du lo-dayV' said he.
“I’m quite well, thank you; but wbat do
you want of me now?
“Nothin’,’ said he—“nothin’—got done!’
And he gave a wink and a leer that none
but just such a Yankee as himself could
glV6.
“We did that thing up handsome, dicTnl
we?” said he.
“ What thing?” I asked.
“Why, them cigars,” said he. "They
was’nt Cuba cigars; them cigars was made
in Connecticut! I got a factory there myself;
and I had them “took up,” on suspicion.
But folks,” he added, “will like ’em just as
well as the choicest Havannas. Fact is
there’s a good deal of deception practiced a-
bout cigars!”
I showed the impudent, designing, un
scrupulous fellow the door, and he went out
winking and laughing. “ We did that thing
up handsome!” as if I myself had been a
party to the nefarious transaction.
The Corporate Authorities of Frederick
city have authorized the guaranty of the
bonds of the/Metropolitan Railroad to the
nf fift.v thousand dollars.
‘If you're coming, why dont you come alony
So “AJose * 1 * * * ' was wont to say, aforetime, and
it embodies “a good bit” of practical philoso
phy. Every new Engine shrieks it-=-eveiy
new Railway is a record of it—every line
ot telegraph exemplifies it—every new me
dium ot advertising illustrates it. The say-
ir.g originated in the “Bowery,” may be
but it is destined to be a cosmopolite. It be
gan with individuals; it is going on with na
tions; it will end with the world.
“It you’re coming, <diy don’t you. coma
along!” It is uttered in almost all tongues,
iu almost all lands. It has rung around
Christendom; the iron bedstead of Procrus
tes bus been left behind, with the torch and
the tagot. It has been sounded like at
slogon through the political world, and the
“old fogies” are among the baggage wag*
guns and the wounded.
It has electrified the realm of literature;
prose is becoming the living voice of human
ity, and poetry its echo. The old Ramago
press has given place to the cylindeis
whirled by the panting engine, and thought
that moved at a funeral pace now rushes
on a tremendous charge. “The old guard
aud “Marion’s men” were nothing to it.
“If you’re coming, why don’t you conio
along!” “Six paces to the front” is the
word to everybody and everything that
want’s to be listened to or looked al.„ if you
have anything to say, say it; if you'’have
anything to do, do it: if you wish auybody
to see something, show it. “Ifyou’re com
ing, why don’t you come along?”
It used to take six men to make a pin,
now, one boy, a pull, a clip and two strokes
do the business.
Once cradles rocked the grain for the
garner; now a whirlwind on wheels cuts,
threshes and bags is in a breath.
Once fathers and mothers had the prece
dence by a few years; now, belles with.dolls
and beaux in pinafores, distance the “old
folks at home”’ and take up the cry of the
world, “If you’re coming, why don’t you
come along!,’
Once they crossed the Atlantic in a hun
dred days; let them exceed ten, and some
body hails them from the land’s end, as they
heave in sight, "If you’re coming, why don’t
you come along!”
Give me Drink!—Mr. M’Leod, an Eng-'
lish writer, puts the following language in
the mouths of those who visits the rum-
seller’s den:
There’s my money—give me drink!
There’s my clothing and my food—give roe
drink! There’s the clothing, food aud fire,
of my wife and children—give me drink!
There’s the education of the family and the
peace of the house—give me drink! There’s
the rent I have robbed from my landlord,
fees I have robbed from the schoolmaster
and innumerable articles I have robbed -
from the shopkeeper—give me drink? Pour
me out drink, for more I will yet pay for
it! There is my health of body and peace of
mind—there’s my character as a man and
my profession as a christain; I give up all —
give me drink! More yet I have to give!
There’s my heavenly inheritance and the
eternal friendship of the redeeraed^-there
—there—is all hope of salvation? I give up
my Savior! I give up my God! I resign all!
All that is great good and glorious in uni
verse I resign forever that I may be —
Drunk!
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Shameful!—Disgraceful! — We have,
for some time, noticed with disgust a d
commiseration, a poor inebriate, led away
by the wilds of the seductive cup, stagger
ing and reeling up and down the street—
drinking from doggery to doggery, wher
ever he can procure the accursed fluid. His
name we withhold through respect for his
afflicted family. He was once youthful and
energetic; his nerves were once firm and
steady; and he, too, was once the affection
ate husband; but we ask, where are all those
manly qualifications aud aspirations now?
They are in ruins! Rumsellers, you have
wasted aud burned them up; you have
quenched the fire of his ambition, and
brought him down, down to degradation.
You disregarded the bitter tears and hope
less efforts of those who are near to him by
the ties of nature. Yes you are murdering
him by degrees; and*without some change,
lie will soon pass away, and his blood will be
upon your bands! We charge you with
the crime; and your consciences cannot ac
quit you of the guilt!
The Girls for us—We like girls who can
muster an arrov of dinner vessels. W e like
ffils who do not feel ashamed to perform the
duties of dairy maid, and can display their
taste in the kitchen with as much prule
as in the parlor; can feel for their old moth
ers, and relieve them of their hardships;
make their own dresses, darn their stockings
and make any kind of a shift when necessa
ry ; can trade, traffic and perform all the
duties of housewifery. These are the girls
for us.
Above all give us the girl that can tell
her lover that he must give up his “glass”
to obtain her hand in matrimony; that can
tell him she is a thorough temperance wo
man; that she loathes and despises the
drunkard’s breath; that her husband must
be a sober and a man of the utmost veraci
ty. Such a girl, hoys, will do to depend on
in the hour of adversity; such a girl will add
to your happiness in the hour of prosperi
ty. V
A negro man died in Newark last week
from eating strawberries. A wager had
been laid that he could not eat ten baskets
fall He accomplished the feat, won the
wa <rer, and died almost immediately after.