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VOLUME HI—NUMBER 12,
HU NT INO AN UNCLE
OR,
HOW 1 WAS CAPTURED.
I was sitting in my study, reading
Moliere. when she entered tho room—
perfectly unanouneed at that.
I looked tip, and saw' an angel in white
Marseilles flounced ; jaunty blue hat,
about the size of a saucer, tipped to one
side in a most bewitching, heart-break
ing manner; and she wore cream-color
ed kids and carried a white pougco—
taken all in all, a fairy !
She smiled at me, and held out her
hand.
I took it mechanically. What did this
mean ?
She pouted, ah ! those cherry lips !
she stamped her little No. 1 impatiently
on the floor.
•‘You dou't seem very glad to see me,”
she said, pettishly.
I murmured that I was delighted—en
tranced. So I was—such visions were
not of every day occurence to me.
“Well,” said she, gleefully, “that’s
comfort. Now, they told me that you
would not receive me—that I would be
turned out of doors.”
“Reptiles,” said I.
“But I came—and yon are not an
gry ?”
“Angry ?”
I could say no more.
Then she walked up and down the
room.
“How do you like my dress?” she
asked, revolving before me as if on a piv
ot.
I murmured something about angelic
superbness !
“I did intend,” she said, half doubt
ingly, “to get. a dress of gray satteeus.
with the underskirt cut as usual, and
trimmed with deep plating—tho spaces
to be filled with bias folds above the plat
ings in a band of velvet silk—the side
gores rounded up four inches longer, and
looped up in a punier. That, with a
pretty little Buoipio with open sleeves,
trimmed to match tho under-dross,
would be nice, wouldn't it?”.
I murmured an unqualified assent—
not that I understood what she was talk
ing about, for slio uttered the full de
scription in one breath ; but then I did
not know what she was saying.
“But,” said she, “I bought the Mar
seilles because I liked it. Don’t you?”
“I admire your taste,” I said faintly,
for I was fast losing my senses, though
wondering as to who and what she was.
“You’re a dear good fellow said she,
rapturously ; “and I know we’ll get on
famously together!”
So she intended to stay here! I was
getting into very deep water.
“Now then,” she continued, “show
me some place to put my things, and
then yon and I will have a talk - ”
I mechanically pointed out a small
room opening out of a library. She
hurried in. I sat like a statue carved
from adamant. Deeper water.
Presently she returned, divested of
little hat, pongee and kids.
She cast a searching glance around the
library.
“Horrid dirty !” she said, disdainfully;
“when has it l>een cleansed ?”
“About a year ago,” I said, meekly.
She gave vent to a pretty little scream.
“A year ? Shocking! Oh, I couldn’t
sit down in a room that hasn’t oeen clean
ed for a year. This must be put to
rights.”
She said this in a very determined tone
and then set to work. She converted my
linen coat into an apron, tied a cunning
little hankerchief over that pretty head,
and snatching up the fly-duster, dusted
away valiantly—raised a cloud of dust in
which I sat gazing on the vision. What
did this mean? I consulted Moliere, my
standing authority, but Moliere could
give no explanation. Could she be an
angel sent to cast a ray of light over my
dismal path of life ? Perhaps. But did
angels wear white Marseilles, and talk
about, satteeus and paniers ? Impossible!
It must be a dream.
She suddenly paused, and held out her
arms and said :
“Roll up my sleeves please I can work
better with them up.”
I did roll the white sleeve up, and then
immediately scouted the idea of its be
ing a dream. Couldn’t dream of such
arms, with a dimple in each elbow.
Certainly not! They were real. I did
not think that a sculptor would have
been proud to have them for a model,
because I was morally certain that any
sculptor would have been distracted at the
sight, and dropped his chisel, despairing of
ever doing them justioe.
And then she dusted, and while she
dusted she sang. What a voice ! Don’t
mention Nilsson—l won’t hear of it.
And then she drew up a chair and sat
down beside me, having first removed the
handkerchief and the improvised apron.
Then she shook her curls and addressed
me.
“My dear unole, let us have a talk.”
Her uncle ! If my heart had suddenly
changed to a lump of lead, it couldn’t
have sunk any quicker than it did then.
“You know,” she continued, “that
you wrote me a letter, saying that you
considered it best for me to stay at the
Thomson, McDuffie county, ga., march 19, 1873.
farm until you wrote again. But, then,
| I didn’t want to stay; I felt so lonely
. away out there, hardly saw anew face
| once a month for the the twelve years I
j have been there—-for you know you left
jme there when I was six years old. W T ell,
| I thought I would come to the city, so I
j took the fifty dollars p.ud bought this
! suit. Mrs. Marsh picked it out for mo.
You know she has been in the city, so I
I came ; and you are not angry, are yon ?
Because if you are, I’ll go right back
again, nucle—indeed I will.”
I My feelings during this brief speech
: had been very painful. I gradually
i awoke to the. fact that it was all a
blunder that the visit of this angel was
| not attended for me, and I felt very bitter
| over the discovery ; but my duty was
: plain. .
j “My dear child,” said I, humbly, “will
you have tho kindness to inform me
what your name is ?”
She opened her eyes, and then laughed, j
"Why,” she said, “surely you cannot
have forgotten me ? Little Bess, you
know. ”
i “Little Bess ?” I repeated.
“Bessie Ludlow,” she said gravely,
“your neice.”
“No,” said I sadly; not. my niece.
There has been some error— my name is
Floyd.”
“Then,” said she, “you are my un
cle—Richard Floyd. 1 saw the name on
the door, and I came in. Now you do
j remember me, don’t you ?”
I “Sorry to disappoint you, Miss Lud
| low,” said I calmly, “but I am not your
j uncle.”
| “You saw tho name of R. Floyd on
' the door ; my name is Robert.”
j “Then,” said she, helplessly, “where
| is my uncle ?”
I felt bound to confess my ignorance,
j whereas she sat looking incredulous. I
j explained that, strange as it might seem,
I did not know everybody personally,
| who happened to rejoice in the same
i surname as myself.
“But,” I said, cheerfully, seeing her
look blank, “we can find out.” Here is a
' directory, Now, your uncle’s name is
Richard Floyd ?
j “Yes.”
j “His occupation or profession?”
“Eh ?”
“What does he do for a living ?”
[ “Nothing. He’s rich—awful rich.”
j “Ah! a gentleman? Lot us hope
I 110 is. Now gat ready, and we’ll go
i and find your uncle.”
She stood by my side in the street, and
1 looked ton times more bewitching than
ever. We walked along the streets, a::d
how male friends stared mul wondered
; and envied me.
We found the first Sir. Floyd just
! stepping into his carriage, in front of his
house. He was big, pompous and vul
gar. I tapped him on the shoulder.
“Your niece, Mr. Floyd, ” I said, and
I commenced to explain, when he cut me
short.
“Nothing of the kind—not my niece—
ian adventuress, no doubt. You are a
swindlor, I suppose. Drive on. ”
I inwardly vowed to assassinate that
man some dark night. My companion
grasped her pongee fiercely.
“Oh, I could beat him,” she said
savagely.
I trembled at this outburst.
“But however,” she said, laughingly,
“that is not my uncle. llo’s a very
quiet man. He only came to seo me
once—l suppose because lam a poor
relation. ”
Here she laughed, as if being a poor
relation was something funny—which it
is not.
Then we tried the second Mr. Floyd
he was the uncle. We found him read
ing a book of sermons.
I accosted him, and introduced myself
and his niece. Then I explained every
thing and turned to go.
He stopped me, and inquired if I
would do him a favor.
I answered him that I would.
“Then,” said he calmly, “take this
young lady and put her in the cars. I
desire her to return immediately to
Cellar Farm,”
“Uncle ?” said she.
“Niece,” said he, “do as I bid you. I
am your only friend. Don’t make me
voitr enemy by foolishness. Stay at Ce
dar Farm, and lam your friend ; leave
Cedar Farm, and you may regret it.
Oo 1”
We went.
She sobbed. (Looked prettier than
ever.)
“I can’t go back,” she replied. “They
don’t know I left. I am afraid to go
back.”
I found myself in a nice predicament—
young lady, aged eighteen, on my hands,
a bachelor aged thirty.
A thought 1 I would 1
“My dear girl,” said I, “I will take
care of you.”
“You 1” (astonished and prettier.)
“Yes, 1 I Marry me 1 Instead of my
niece, be my wife will you ?”
She could not give auswer immediately.
Such important questions require deliber
ation. She was silent about two min
utes, and then said :
“I like you.”
“Bless you,” said I.
“And you want someone to take care
of you.”
“I do, ”
“I will marry you for that room isn’t
half dusted.”
She was angelic! She was an angel!
I embraced the angel!
And that room is such a cunning little
one!
Words failed to express how handsome
she was!
We are married.
And that’s the way it happened.
The Cast: o i Young Baug.s.
BY MAX AAIKLEE.
When Mr. Bangs, the cider, returned
from Europe he brought with him from
; Geneva a miniature musical box, long
aud very n irrow, and altogether of hard
ly greater dimensions, say, than a largo
pocket-knife. The instrument played
our cheerful little tunes for the benefit of
| the Bangs family, and they enjoyed it
very much. Young William Bangs en
| joyed it to such an extent that, one day
j just after the machine had been wound
j up ready for action he got up sucking
| the end of it, and in a moment of inad
} vortence it slipped and ho swallowed tho
| whole concern. The only immediate
| consequence of the accident was that a
| hamonic stomach-ache was immediately
I organized upon the interior of William
I Bangs, aud he experienced a restlessness
| which ho well knew would defy tho
soothing tendencies of peppermint and
make a mockery of paregoric.
And William Bangs kept his secret in
his own soul, and in his stomach also,
| determined to hide his misery from his
father and to spare the rod to the spoiled
child—spoiled at any rate as far as his
digestive apparatus was concerned.
But that evening at the supper table
W. Bangs had eaten lmt one mouthful of
bread when strains of wild, mysterious
music were suddenly wafted from under
the table. The entire family immediate
ly groped around upon tho floor, trying
to discover whence the sounds came, al
though William Bangs sat there tilled
with agony and remorse, and bread and
tunes, and desperately asserted his belief
that the music came from Mary Ann,
who might perhaps be playing upon the
harp or dulcimer in tho cellar.
He well knew that Mary Ann was un
familiar with the harp and that to her
the dulcimer was as much insolvablo to her
as it would have been to a fishing worm;
and lie wa3 aware that Mary Ann would
have scorned, under any circumstances,
to evoke music while sitting upon the re
frigerator or reposing in the coal bin. But
lie was frantic with anxiety to hide his
guilt. Thus it is that one crime loads to
another.
But he could not disguise the truth
forever, and that very night, while the
! family was at prayers, William Bangs all
| at once got the hiccups, and the music
box started off without warning with
| “A Life on the Ocean Wave and a Home
| on the Rolling Deep,” with variations.—
j Whereupon the paternal Bangs arose
I from his knees and grasped William
kindly but firmly by his hair and shook
him up, and inquired what he meant by
| such conduct. And William threw out a
kind of a general idea to the effect that
he was practicing something for a Sun
day-school celebration, which old Bangs
inti mated was a singularly thin explana
tion.
Then they tried to get up that music
box, and every time they would seize
young William by the legs and shake
him over the sofa cushion, or would
throw some fresh variety of emetic down
iiis throat, the harmonium within gave
a fresh spurt and joyously grind out
“Listen to the Mocking Bird,” or
“Tliou’lt Never Cease to Love.”
So they adandoned the attempt, and
wore compelled to permit the musical-box
to remain within the sepulchral recesses
of the epigastrium of William Bangs.—
To say that the unfortunate victim of tho
disaster was made miserable by his con
dition, would be to express in the fee
| blest manner the state of his mind. Tho
more music there was in his stomach the
j wilder and more completely chaotic be
| came tho discord in his soul.
I Just as likely as not it would occur
i that while he lay asleep in bed in ihe
! middle of the night the melody works
j within would begin to revolve, and
j would play “Home, Sweet Home,” for
two or three hours, unless the peg hap
pened to slip, when the cylinder would
slip back again to “Life on tho Ocean
Wave and a Home on the Rolling Deep,”
and would rattle out that tune with vari
ations and fragments of the scales until
William Bangs’brother would kiek him
out of bed in wild despair, and sit on
him in vain effort to subdue the serenade, 1
wliioh, however, invariably proceeded j
with fresh vigor when subjected to un
usual pressure.
And when William Bangs went to i
church it frequently occurred that, in the |
very midst of the most solemn portion of I
the sermon, he would feel a gentle dis-;
turbance under the lowest button of his 1
jacket; and presently, when everything
was hushed, the undigested engine would
give a preliminary buzz, and then reel
off “Listen to the Mocking Bird” and
“Thou’lt Never Cease to Love,” and
scales and exercises, until the clergyman
would stop and glare at William over lus
spectacles, and whisper to ouo of the
deacons, Then the sexton would sud-'
TERMS-TWO DOLLARS IN ADVANCE.
denly take up the aisle and clutch the
unhappy Mr. Bangs by the collar, and
scud down the aisle again to the accom- !
paniruent of “A Life on the Ocean Wave !
and a Home on the Rolling Deep,” and
then incarcerate William in the upper \
portion of the steeple until after church.
But the end came at last, and the mis
erable offspring of the senior Bangs
found peace. One day, while he was sit
ting in the school endeavoring to learn his
multiplication table to the tunc of ‘ ‘Home
Sweet Home,” his gastric juice triumph
ed. Something or other in the music-box
gave way all at once, the springs were
unrolled with alarming force, and Wil- j
liam Bangs, as ho felt the fragments of !
Ilia instrument hurled right and loft
among his vitals, tumbled over on the
floor and expired.
At the post-mortem examination they
found several pieces of “Home, Sweet
Home” in his liver, while one of his
lungs was severely torn by a fragment of
“A Life on the Ocean Wave.” Small
partii 'lesof “Listen to the Mocking-Bird”
were removed from his heart and breast
bone, and three brass pegs of “Thou’lt
Never Cease to Love” were found firmly
driven into his fifth rib.
They had no music at the funeral.—
They sifted the machinery out of him,
quietly in the cemetery. Whenever the
Baugses buy musical boxes now they get
them as large as a piano, and chain them
to the wall.
'1 ravel in the Clouds.
A reporter of the San Francisco Call*
furnishes that paper a spirited account
of a voyage whioli he recently made
among the clouds in the monster balloon
“New World,” in command of Professor
Coe, the veteran saronaut. Four persons
altogether,, composed the party. The
ascent was made at twenty-three minutes
past three o’clock in tho afternoon from
Woodward’s Gardens, iu ‘Jan Francisco.
The balloon was equipped after the
usual fashion with cord nettings and
basket, .>r passenger car, find was in{lated
with forty-three feet of carburetted hy
drogen for tho ascent. Tho height of
the balli >on from the bottom of tho bas
ket to tho valve areli was sixty feet, and
the and ameter at the widest part was about
twenty feet. The highest altitude at
tained during the excursion was 6,001
feet. ’] ’he view from tho balloon at a
distance of between 1,000 and 2,000 feet
was very grand. Everything—houses,
plants, mountains, the bay of San Fran
cisco, even the great and wrinkled Pacific
i Ocean itself —seemed dwindled tostrauge
jly small proportions. At the highest
| point of elevation, when all earthly sounds
i had passed from hearing, the silence was
I almost dreadful in its intensity. Tho
| voices of the aeronauts sounded harsh
and louder, and so impressive were the
surroundings that even the two reporters
prexcut ceased to bo flippant. At forty
live minutes past five the balloon alighted
after a perilous experience above the wa
ters of the bay, iu a marsh adjoining the
bay. Here tho aerial travellers were'
cast away until assistance came to them
in the. shape of a party who arrived in a
boat. The moment of uncertainty while
descending, when a change in the air cur
rent might have carried them out to the
sea was a thrilling episode of the voyage.
As it was there was scarcely a breeze
stirring, and the balloon made a rapid de
scent after every article in the car of the
least weight had been thrown out to
lighten it. The party were in the air for
two hours and twenty-minutes, and the
point at which they descended was
twenty-three miles from the ci‘y.
A Grateful Editor
Tho editor of the Philadelphia Di is- :
■patch has been made the happy recipi- j
ent of some interesting reading matter, i
and he very properly expresses his t hanks i
tliusly ;
“Wo owe our thanks to Judge Kelly :
for the latest Patent office report. Wo
already have sixteen hundred of these in- ;
teresting volumes in our little library,
but they have been read and re-read so
many times that we know every page of j
them by heart. This new volume came
opportunely and gratefully on Christ- i
mas morning, and that night wa gather- j
ed our little family around the lire and
read it through to them. The affecting
tale entitled ‘lmprovement in Monkey i
Wren dies,’ seemed to touch every heart, !
and when we cams to the climax of the j
little story about ‘Reversible Pie-boards,’ i
there was not a dry eye between tho front
door and tho stable. During the reading j
of the piteous narrative entitled the j
‘Gum Washers for Carriage Axles,’ the j
whole family gave expression to boister- ;
ous emotion, and the hired girl was so i
much excited that she lost her presence :
of mind, and went around to her moth- I
er’s inadvertently with six pounds of su- j
gar and butter-kettle full of flour, and J
came home at midnight intoxicated. We \
can never sufficiently thank Judge Kelly !
for innocent enjoyment thus furnished us. |
The memory of that evening will linger I
in our minds very much longer than that
hired girl ever lingers when she lights on
a lot of substance which she thinks will
suit the constitution of her aged parent. ’
The chap who could do all thebusiness
ho wanted to without advertising, has ’
been compelled to advertise at last. The j
new udvtisemeut is headed “Sheriff’s !
Sale.”
TEE HAND THAT IVJCKS THE
WORLD.
Blessings on the honil of Woman!
Angels guard its strength and grace
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
0, no matter where tho place!
Would that never storms assailed it;
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rocks that world.
Infancy’s the tender fountain;
Bower may \fith Beauty flow:
Mother first to guide the streamlets ;
From them souls unresting grow,
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or darkness hurled;
For ths hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rocks the World.
Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon onr natal sod!
Keep. O keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the Ages
Are from Mother Love impearlod:
Kor the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rocks the world.
Blessings on the baud of Woman!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky’
Mingles where no tempest darkens
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rocks the world
THOUGHT.
Thought is deeper than all speech,
Feeling deeper than all thought,
i Souls to souls can never teach.
What unto themselves was taught.
We arc spirits clad in Veils :
Man by man was never seen :
All our deep communing fails
To remove the shadowy screen;
Heart to heart was never known;
Mind to mind did never meet
j We are columns left alone
l Os a temple once complete.
j Like the stars that gem the sky.
Far apart though seeming near,
1 In our light we scatterd lie;
All is thus but starlight here.
What is social company,
But a babbling summer stream ?
What onr wise philosophy,
But the glancing of a dream ?
[ Only when the sun of love
I Melts the scatterd stars of thought,
! Only when we live above
What the dim eyed world has taught:
Only when our souls are fed
By tile fount which gave them birth,
And by inspiration led
Which they never drew from earth.
j We. like parted drops of rain,
Swelling till they meet and run,
I Shs-.1l be all absorbed again,
Melted, iloi lg into one.
Novelty is» Surgery.
Paius, Fsbbdakv 2, 1872.—Hardly has
the excitement and fierce incredulity of
the Paris savans respecting the experi
ments of Professor A fuller, of Weissnicht
: on revivification had time to cool before
t another series of experiments by the same
physiologist, and no less respectably au
thenticated, startles tho world of science.
It is necessary to premise that the views
of pysiologists respecting the mode of ac
tivity of the brain have recently under
gone great modification, and the corree'.-
ness of the modern ideas is fully suppor
ted by the experiments to which we re
fer. It was formerly imagined, and is
still largely taught, that the activity of
the braiu depended upon tho forces liber-"
ated by certain cells in the gray matter
of that organ, which were supposed to be
the seat of very active changes, demand
ing an abundant supply of blood. Nerve
force was supposed to be set at liberty in
these cells, its liberation being attended
with the production of heat. But views
have not been able to endure the close
scrutiny to which the brain has recently
been subjected. The microscope has
shown that these cells, these supposed
nerve-force producers, are only a means
of interchange of nervous filaments, a
provision for the distribution of telegraph
wires, as it were, not active centres not
batteries liberating vital force of any
kind. It has been proved that in death
from starvation, when the stomach hai
been unable to receive, retain, or digest
food, while .'ill the re B of tho body loses
in weight, such is not the case with the
brain-substance proper. In cases of sud
den death the muscles have been found
producing heat long after life is extinct,
while in the brain no heat is liberated
after death, although the brain may be
gorged with blood. The inference drawn
from these facts, as well as from tho in
tegrity of the brain in all manner of dis
ease, is that this organ is one of sluggish
nutritive changes, an inert instrument
played upon by forces which have their
organ els' whore than in the brain-matter.
Furthermore, nerves and brain-sub
stance when divided reunite as x’eadiiy as
don, or skin, or mucous membranes,
and the nervous phenomena inter
rupted by tho wound or section are re-es
tablished when the wound has healed.
All physiologists agree on this point.
And as skin, or periosteum, or mucous
membrane can be transplanted, as sur
geons well know and constantly demon
strate in practice, cannot nervous tissue
bo subjected to the same process? So
reasoned our experimenter, and these
preliminaries will show that Professor
Muller’s experiments were legitimated by
strict scientific reasoning and research.
Professor Muller, after having trans
planted or transfered tho hemispheres of
tho brain from one animal to another of
the same species in the higher animals
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i engrafted the brain so as to reduce the
manifestations of cerebral activity, se
cured at length the opportunity of per
forming the same experiment in man, and
with the results, which is the object oThis
letter to detail. I give the facts as recor
ded in the Gazette Hebdomadaire, taken,
from Virchow’s Archives, a medical jour
nal published in Berlin.
It was at Leipzig that the experiment
was performed. A soldier who had killed
the Colonel of liis regiment in cold blood
and whom tho severity of Prussian mili
! ary discipline would have caused to die &
hundred deaths had it been possible, was
l deliberately handed over to the surgeons,
!by sentence of court-uiairtial, and waa
confined in a strong room in the military
hospital, entirely in the dark as to the fate
which awaited him. He was kept there
i ready for an emergency, which did not
j fail to occur. A keeper of a beer cellar
: in Leipzig, a man resembling, in many
| respects, the condemned soldier, and who
had baen seized with acute inflammation
of the heart, or rather of its investing
membrane, was brought to the hospital
: to die of that incurable and promptly fa-
Ital malady. No sooner had the anticipa
j ted death taken place than the dead sa
loon keeper was placed on a table by the
! side of another operatieng table, on
which was tho chloroformed but living
In each tho dura matter was incised and
1 tin [hemispheres of the bruin were removed
j by an incision with a sharp thiu-bladed
; knife passing above the cerebellum, or a
narrow portion of about two inches ia
diameter called the crura cerebra. Tho
brain of the saloon-keeper, which was
sound, the heart disease having left it
intact, he having been sensible to the
last, was transferred to the skull of the
soldier, and by an ingenious contrivance,
fully detailed in the Gazette,, the continu
ity of the arterial and venous tubes was.
established. The greatest care was taken
!in securing the natural adaption of the
parts to a fraction of a line, and the skull
having been replaced simply, was held
down and a position by the scalp, which
was drawn over, and its edges confined
by strips of adhesive plaster and over all
was placed a bandage. It was not until
several days had passed that the pressure
upon the carotid arteries was entirely re
laxed, although before the skull was re
placed the flow of blood in the vessels
of the brain was proved to be restored.
The chief fear was from the results of
inflammation and suppuration, but fortu
nately neither ensued, and the wounded
parts healed kindly. There was from
the first no difficulty in fei bug the pa
tient, nor was difficulty anticipated, for
it ia well known that in pupies and kit
tens in which the entire brain has been
removed sucking and swallowing go on
as well as before the operation, and in
this case the nerves which preside over
deglution and digestion were far below
tiio point of section.
Tue patient remained in a sound sleep
for two weeks, at in a case of apoplexy,
j the circulation, digestion, and all the
vegetation functions of life being unin
terrupted. The gradual union of the
parts was shown by faint but gradually
increasing movements of the limbs, of the
jaws, and of the muscles of expression in
the face. Speech, did not become pos
sible until tne close of the third week,
and then it wars hesitating, stammering,
ns n child learns. Although it was evi
i lent that the patient tried to utter words
and sentences it was very gradually that
the power of intelligible articulation re
turned.
The Gazette contains the report in a
tabular form of the increasing voluntary
powers over the arms and hands as meas
ured from day to day by the dynamome
ter, the measurements given to Kilo-gram
mes ; also the daily temperature of the
limbs, as shown by the thermometer in
| degrees of eenti-grade ; also the measure
of returning sensibility of tho ting; **s and
lips, as given by an instrument called an
K-sthcsiumeter ; but I omit these, as your
readers wid be interested in the main
facts only.
When speech became intelligible it was
found that -the soldier, as he seemed
had forgotten entirely Ins military train
ing and discipline ; on the other hand he
told, at a formal examination, in the
presence of a number of witnesses, the
prices of wines and beers, such as the
saloon-keeper was in the habit of buying
and selling, manifesting the unimpaired
cerebral activity of the latter. His memo
ry recalled the saloon-keepers relatives,
friends and customers, whom he called
by name. The soldier had been ugly,
taciturn, revengeful; he had now the
saloon-keeper’s frankness and even gar
rulity, in spite of his stammering utter
ance. He was totally blind. Although
the nerves of smell and sight had been
approximated in tho operation, they
failed to unite. It was both sad and
strange to see the soldier groping in his
infirmity of blindness and giving proof
of all the patient endurance and goodness
of heart wiiich made the saloon-keeper
deservedly esteemed and prosperous.
These are facts in the case as far as
detailed iu the Archive, but the subject
of experiment presents so many impor
tant problems of the relation between
blood and brain, of heart-power and
nervous energy, that we may be well
assured that no facts of interest in the
changed condition of the culprit will be
permitted to escape notice and record.
A grave point of discussion is whether he
must still be considerered a criminal and
suller execution as a guilty soldier, or
shall be pensioned and liberally cared
for in his infirmity as a guiltless and
much-suffering beer-seller. Bublio sen
timent is divided. Emperor William
says “Ya,” peremptorily. The Emperor
William’s judges therelore all say “Ya
wohl.” The Emperor William’s profes
sors of metaphysics in the Eastern univer
sities say it is elenrlyacase of egoimdnon
ego, and the people seem willing that
the matter should rest there as far as the
metaphysical aspects of the question are
concerned.
For my part I merely give the facte of
the case and the proof on which they rest.
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