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THOMSON, McDUFFIE COUNTY, GA, MAY 28, 1873.
POETICAL.
Why Do 1 Love Her t
Why do I love my darling so ?
Good faith, my heart I hardly know.
I have such store of reasons:
’Twould take me all a summer day—
Nay. saying half that I could say
Would fill the circling seasons.
Because her eyes are softly brown,
My dove, who quietly hath flown
To me as to her haven ?
Because her hair is soft, and laid
Madonna-wise, in simple braid,
As jetty as the raven ?
Because her lips are sweet to touch,
Noi chill, nor fiery overmuch,
But softly warm as roses ;
Dear lips that chosen while they move,
Lips that a man may dare to love
Till earthly love time closes?
Because her hand is soft and white,
S Os touch so tender and so light,
r l hat where her tender finger
! Doth fall or move, the man to whom
The guards of Eden whisper “Come !”
Beneath its spell might linger ?
Because her heart is woman-soft,
|So true, so tender, that I oft,
Dq marvel that a treasure
| So rich, so rare, to me should fall,
Whose soul desert—so small, bo small.
Is—loving past all measure.
, Because she has such store of moods,
j So archly smiles, so staidly broods,
, So loviugly caresses;
• So that my heart may never tire
j Os monotone, or more desire
Thau she, my love possesses ?
! Ah me ! what know or-what care I ?
Or xvhat hath love.to do with “why ?”
llow imple is the reason !
| I love her—for sho is my love,
; And shall be while stars shall shine above,
And season follows season.
Waiting.
Under the wintry skies,
All palidand still as the moon,
I The cold earth slumbering lies,
Close wound in her white cocoon,
j In her shrouded and dreamless rest,
I She waits the coming spring :
; And the soul of song in my breast
Is dumb—l cannot sing.
| But soon, at the touch, at the glance
That thrills the bound spirit beneath,
She will wake, she will rouse from her
trace,
She will burst from her chrysalis sheath,
I All palpitating in seen,
Os gleaming rumple and fold,
Fresh robed in sapphire and green,
Full-winged with purple an 1 gold.
' Whoa the world, re-awakened from death,
I.s wavering, throbbing in light,
And panting with perfumed breath,
In a heaven of sound ami of sight,
Oh, then, withal jubilant things,
j Will ray soul, that has slumbered so
long,
Awake in the glory of wings,
Arise with the rapture.
SELECT MISCELLANY.
A Tale of the Bonier.
! Settlers along the banks of tlio Warl
opa river, in Texas. had been worked to
| a pitch bordering on frenzy. For a long
: time the Commanche Indians had boon
committing depredations of a fearful
| character, and it was evident ihat an
j open warfare must ensue. The savages
j must be exterminated, or nearly so, else
i the white man would be driven from bis
home, or butchered upon his threshold,
A settlement of some thirty cabins had
I been formed upon the Warlopa ; and
! for its protection, and the safety of its
| inhabitants in case of an attack, a block
house had been erected on the bank of
j the river. It was a strong building, sur
j rounded by a high stockade, and from
within, a handful of men could defend
I themselves from their savage foes. It
| was well supplied with provisions and
j ammunition ; several large hogsheads of
! water were placed within reach, in case
! °f an attacking party resorting to fire.
The settlors were anticipating an ut
| attack that very night, and were busily
engaged in moving the women and chil
: dren, and such articles of household
i goods as could' he carried without the
use of teams. Scarcely had the settlors
secured themselves within their strong
hold , when a wild cry w-as raised, and
the white men gathered around the re
mains of one of their neighbors, who had
just been brought in from a distant field.
The body had been so horribly mutilated
that it was scarcely recognizable; but it
was discovered to be that of George Ma.
Joy, a gentleman highly esteemed by a—
He had left home but a few hours before
to look after his cattle,and this was all that
remained to tell the 3tory of his butchery.
Revenge was pictured upon every face,
and each hand clasped tighter the rifle it
held. Then the shout burst forth : “death
to the red devils—-death to the Coman
ches !”
“Death and extermination to the ac- |
cursed Comanches I” repeated Col, John
Pool, “But we must act with prudence, j
boys. They are strong; at present we
are weak. We must all remain iq the
blockhouse, to-night, but I expect the
boys who are coming to join us from the
valley, will be here by daylight, if not
before. We can count, then, at least -
three hundred, with brave hearts and
steady nerves. We will march into the :
very heart of the enemy’s oountry, and
with rifle, kuife and fire, teach those
red devils a lesson they will never forget. ”
A wild cheer followed this brief ad
dress, but the sound was given back by
the shrieks of women aud children. Ev
ery eye wa3 turned in the direction
whence the voices came. Out of the
blockhouse came women and children in
tlio wildest confusion and fright-, run
; uing in all directions to escape a fury
I that all the settlers had not yet seen;
but it was undrstood at once that the
savages were at their horrid work.
| “Look well to your weapons, boys,
and be ready- for any emergency.” said
Col. Pool, as he cocked his rifle. "Wo
may have hot Work soon* follow me.”
The flying wosieif’were met and ques
tioned. They stated that the savages
had got within the stockade unobserved
while the settlers were viewing the re
mains of Maloy, and were prepared
to burn the blockhouse. That it was
true became apparent from the flames
which were now seen to leap up, encir
cling the main building within the stock
ade.
“Forward, men!” cried the colouel ;
and in a few minutes the settlers had
reached the burning mass. It was then
found impossible to save it, so complete
ly was the stronghold envloped in the
j devouring element.
But anew horror presented itself.—
\ Upon the very top of the building, cling
j ing to the flag-stall’, was seen a female
1 form, ; the flames leaping around her.—
| She glanced down on a seething furnace
j beneath her, and made a movement as if
|to make a fearful leap to the earth. But
I she paused, that would bo certain death,
j The distance was some forty feet., and all
| within the stockade w-as a glowing mass,
J where brushwood had been heaped to
facilitate the burning. Almost every
ouo of those hardy men held their breath
in an agony of suspense ; but a few
voices exclaimed, “My God, it is Jennie
Moore!”
Wo must speak in detail of Jennie.—
She was the daughter of one of the set
tlers. She was a little wild and romantic,
but high-toned and generous. Indeed,
some of her acts of kindness, had won
the regard of a number of Lapan Indi
ans, who joined the pale faces in conse
quence, becoming their fast friends.—
Several of them were now prostent, and
they almost worshipped the maiden.—
Their admiration was equal to their af
fection ; for Jennie could ride the wildest
colt, handle a rifle skillfully, or drive a
; canoe equal to a Comanche. Sho was
1 fearless as a warrior, yet tender and
j sympathetic as a maiden could be.
d\ arlopa, a Commanche chief, had seen
! her, and being enamored with her beau
j ty hadswom to capture her and inakeher
; his wife. At these threats the girl laugh
| ed, for they did not trouble her hi the
S least. Not so with her parents ; for they
j felt an anxiety .lest Warlopa should ut
j tempt to carry out his threat.
! During the afternoon of this eventful
i 'Jay Jennie had left the- lower apartments
1 of the block-house and ascended to the
j roof. Here she remained gazing on the
| magnificent prospect spread out before
j her. Being fatigued with labors she had
accomplished during the forenoon in as
-1 sistiiig the settlers to prepare for the
attack, she fell asleep. After a time she
; was aroused by shouts. She sprang to
i her feet and listened, for below she heard
| voices. Looking down, she saw half
| a dozen dusky fiends at work within the
: stockade, and then the flames leaped
| around the building. She was within the
! circle of fire.
j Quickly she descended the ladder, and
j reachingthe lower apartment, she found
| herself confronted by a large savage,
| who saw her face in the glare and recog
; nized her ; he exclaimed :
1 “Ah, good! Me take you to the chief
I and get much reward.”
| As the Indian attempted to seize her,
! she sprang up the ladder agaip.
The Indian quickly followed. She
reached the roof, and as the Indian at
tempted to pa3s through the roof, she
plunged a dagger into his lisart, and he
fell back with a yelL
Her situation was no w a dangerous one.
j The flames were leaping around her, and
| the apartment below was dense with
: smoke. Nothing daunted, she once
more descended the ladder, but upon
| reaching the lower floor she fell senseless
from suffocation.
When Col. Pool discovered the situa
tion of Jennie, he exclaimed ;
| “My God ! There is little hope—but
I must save her, or perish with her.”
Wantoni, one of the Lapan Indians, at
j this juncture dashed forward, and held
the colonel from rushing into the burning
1 mass, exclaiming .‘is he did so :
“Wantoni’s life is nothing, Col. Pool’s
everything. He must lead his white
brother against the enemy. If sho can
be saved, .1 save—-I go.”
Wantoni dashed forward. It was with
difficulty that the colonel was restrained
from following, but he felt the useless
ness of the effort on his part, so he re
mained a watcher.
The Indian darted into the burning
mas3, and Was lost to view. He was
severely burned, but bo succeeded in
reaching the lowsr apartment. It was
TERMS-TWO DOLLARS NI ADVANCE.
quite light, and he plainly saw the form 1
of the maiden stretched on the ground.
He caught her in his arms, but he well
knew that it was almost certain deatli
to return the way he came. But his
plans were formed in an instant. Into
the” ditch he plunged and crawled for
ward with his precious burden, taking
care to keep her head above water. On
ward he struggled, and soon passed the
stock ade and reached the river. He was
quite deep in the water, but he quickly
rose to the surface, only to find himself
in close proximity to a canoe containing
a Comanche. He was discovered and a
tommyhawk buried deep into his brain,
and he sank back dead. Jennie was lift
ed into the cauoe, but she was still un
conscious. She was quickly borne to
the other side of the river, and handed
over to Warlop, who detailed two of
his warriors to guard her.
When the watchers saw that Wantoni
did hot return, they gave up all as lost,
believing that he had perished in the
flames together with Jennie.
But it was now time to prepare for self
defense, for the river was now filled with
canoes. The savages were advancing to
give them battle. One of the largest
dwellings were selected, and here the de
fenders took their stand. The fight soon
began and charge after charge was made
by the Comanches, but without avail,
i Many of their warriors had fallen be
| neath the unerring rifles of the aven
| gers. This maddened the foe, and they
j resolved to use fire. Soon every cabin
j was in flames, save that occupied by the
i defenders. The sight was a mournful
j one to all but the savages, who danced
! around iu develish glee.
I Presently a terrible volley was opened
l upon the redskins. It came from the
I woods close at hand. The besieged
! knew that assistance had arrived, and
i they darted from the cabin, while a cheer
! burst from their lips. It was answered
|by a terrible shout, and now the unseen
| party appeared.
j The savages had already taken ot flight,
i leaving a large number of killed behind
j them. They plunged into the river, and
I gained the opposite bank as best they
! could, not even pausing there, but push
ing rapidly toward their stronghold in
the mountain.
Those who so timely arrived were
weary with their long march, and requir
ed a few hours’ rest. But it was decided
I to follow up the Comanches without uu
■ necessary delay. Daylight came, and a
j search was made among the ruins of the
j blockhouse. The charred remains of an
j Indian were found, but it was decided
! that it was not Wen tom. Notliing could
; be discovered of Jennie.
| Soon after, the body of the friendly
j Indian was found, and the manner of his
| death was plain. Here was a mistery ex-
I plained.
At ten o’clock that day, over three
hundred well armed, determed avengers,
set out for the camp of Warlopa. They
calculated from the distance, that they
would be able to reach it by dark the sec
ond evening. “No quarter to the accur
sed Comanches,” was the watchword.
They felt confident of success. The
friendly Lapans acted as guides.
When Jennie Moore found herself
really a captive, she did not give way to
grief as most maidens would have done.
On the contrary, she was very cheorful,
and often burst out in a song, making
the mountains and valleys echo again.
Sim had a double motive in this. In the
first place, it pleased the savages; and
in the next place, if friends were follow
ing her, they might hear her and recog
nize her voice.
When it was over, the chief said : .
“White Bird sings well; she must be
come my wife.”
“When do you propose to do mo that
honor ?”
“To-night!”
“To-night !” she replied, withji shud
dei as she gazed around.
The chief seemed to divine herthoughts,
and continued : ‘ 1 Fes, to-night you rest
iu Warlopa’s arms. You cannot escape
and your frowns will not avail. lam a
great chief. My lodge is black with
scalps of the pale-face ; my hands are
red with their bio id. The pale face
maiden’s chief is dead. I killed him.
Ho is gone to the hunting grounds.
Pale face maiden see him no more. ”
“Did you kill Col. Pool ?” she asked,
her eyes filling with flashing Are.
“Ough !”
“And my father and mother ?”
“All fell beneath the bat.het of the
red man. Your valley is laid bare. In
the ashes of your home Lay all that you
love. Where stood the.pale faces of yes
terday, is now smouldering ashes of
their homes. Pale face maiden’s friends
are gone. She will see them no more.
For some time Jennie remained silent,
and several tear drops fell from her eyes.
But she became suddenly cheerful again, I
and said :
“Well, I have lost all. I suppose, I I
may as well be eo.itent to live a wild life, j
and I have no doubt but that I can find j
much enjoyment. I think I shall make j
a capital Indian wife. You don’t know i
what I can do. Why, I venture to say i
I can beat yon with the rifle now. ”
“Ough !”
“Don’t you believe me ?” she cried. i
“Well, we will see. Take your weap- j
on and split yonder sapling with the bul- J
let.”
The chief fired but missed his mark.
Jennie laughed derisively, and ex
claimed.
“Now load and and let me try.”
The rifle was charged and handed
her.
A large number of warriors were
watching her. She raised the weapon
to her shoulder, and aimed toward
the suppling.
No one dreamed of her intentions.
She hesitated a moment, and while re
taining her position, hissed through her
teeth.
“Chief, your lodge is black with the
scalps of the pale faces; your hands are
red with their blood. You killed the
pale faco chief, my father mother and
lover. Now receive your reward.”
Quick as thought she changed the di
rection of he rifle, and fired. Warlopa
uttered a cry and foil back dead. The
heroic maiden had shot him through the
heart.
For a time the avages did not utter a
sound; they appeared to be stricken
dumb with surprise. But soon they re
covered, and the most fiendish yells burst
forth. It seemed that she would be in
stantly tarn to pieces, but an Indian in
terposed and saved her. She was lash
ed to a tree, and brushwood heaped
around her. She felt that there was no
hope, and she resolved to meet deatli
without exhibiting any weakness.
The sun was low in the west. The
avengers had pushed forward with all
possible speed and had arrived, but it had
been decided to delay the attack until
midnight.
A guide was sent to reconnoiter. He
stealthily approached the camp, and at a
glance saw what had transpired. He was
satisfied what the result would be, so he
hastened back and informed his friends.
An advance was immediately ordered,
and it was not long before three hun
dred rifles were leveled in deadly aim at
the hearts of the Comanches, while they
were unconscious of danger. Then came
the volley, followed by a discharge dead
ly in its results. The Indians attempted
resistrnce, hut it was a feeble one and
brief. Many of their number escaped
by flight, but the dead covered the
ground in every direction.
The lesson at the one received at the
settlement were indeed salutary ones,
and the Comanches did not soon venture
to molest the white man again.
The joy of Jennie was great when she
found that her parents and her lover
were still alive ; and the joy they expe
rienced at the recovery of their treasure
was no loss than her own.
The French People.
The French people, high and low, have
a love of country which is uncontrollable.
They have an intense devotion to the soil
itself. They almost never emigrate.
They are poor colonists, because their
chief thought is to get home again as
soon as possible. So the glory of France
i is with the French the paramount idea ;
and it has been well said that, while the
Englishman is proud because so fine a
country belongs to him, the Frenchman
is proud because ho belongs to so fine a
country. The French are a vivacious,
animated race. They abound in senti
ment, but not in romance—that is, the
deep, spiritual romance of our motliorn
race. They spend no time in introver
sion ; they think rather than reflect.
They are throughly material. This is
the repulsive side of their character.
They dissect an emotion as a botanist
docs a flower, to explain its fragrance,
when we only wish to enjoy it. It is by
reason of those qualities they excel in
chemistry, in physiology, in the exact
sciences. Their works on engineering,
gunnery, architecture, bridging, and so
on, are the best. Ladies know the value
of French colors. They excel, too, in
the highest grades ol manufactures, and
in the petty intricacies of the cook room.
They leap the world in all matters of
taste, where those matters appeal strict
ly to the sense. We can scarcely term
such a people “vo’atile.” They are
pcrseveringly industrious, which is not
consistent with what is volatile. They
show their material side, and we should
add, their good sense, in the way the
very poorest indulge in recreations.
And while tho religious sentiment is very
strong with a large class, they certainly
cultivate the habit of making the most
of life, as if here were the end-all and the
be-all. For the rest, Franoe is feminine.
Outside of the characteristics we have
given, her qualities are feminine quali
ties. She is philosophieial in the scien
ces. She is philosophieial in all that re
lates to material life. But, touching the
question of the hour, she is carried clear
away by impulses which to us are inex
plicable. Caricatures, a jeu d’esprit, a
telling play, a story of suffering or
wrong, in fact whatever appeals to the
senses or the sensibilities, have an effect
which it is utterly impossible for an
Anglo-Saxon to comprehend. Further,
they are exceedingly sensitive, their
amour propre is ea3ly wounded, and the
slight never forgiven. lam forced to
add, they have a national vanity exceed
ing that of any other people, which is
displayed on every oocasion.— Galaxy.
A Bostonian has had his eyes “some
what injured, ” according to a local re
porter, through being run into by a rail
way train.
Kates.
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A Novel Duel.
Amongst the reminiscences.’ of the
French-Prussian war is the account of a
curious duel between two subordinate
officers of the French army. “You in
tended to fight a duel, eh ?” asked the
commandant. “Yes, colonel. Words
have passed which can only be wiped
out with blood. We don’t want to pass
for cowards.” “Very well. You shall
fight. But it shall be in this way :
Take your carbines, place yourself on a
line facing Malmaison, where the enemy
is. . Yon will march upon the garrison
with equal step. When sufficiently near
their post, you will fire upon them, tho
Prussians will reply. You will continue
to fire. Wien one fails, the other may
turn on liis heels, and his retreat shall
be covered by one of my companies.
Iu this-way,” concluded the nouunand
eut, ” the blood which you both de
mand will bo spilled with profit and glo
ry and he who comes back will do so
without regret, wilhout the remorse of
having killed or wounded with his own
hand a Frenchman! at the time when
France needed all her defenders and all
her childreu. If you both fall, who
shall say that you are cowards ? I may
also add that I thus give you an excel
lent oportunity for putting a couple of
Germans out of the way, a service that
will produce a good reccomendation for
reward and promotion.” At twenty pa
ces from the walls of Malmasion, one of
the adversaries was wounded, staggered
I and fell. The other ran to him, raised
him up, and carried him off amid a per
fect hailstorm of balls; both henceforth,
entitled to the greatest honor and res
pect from the whole regiment.
Savagery of Captain Jack.
While the wits of the Pacific coast are
proposing all sorts of expedients, inclu
ding calcium lights, nitro-glycerine and
bullet-proof armor to enable our troops
to exterminate the Modocks with ease and
safety, the Louisville Courier-Journal
administers this scathing rebuke to Cap
tain Jack:
“It is cowardly in a newspaper to de
nounce a mau who has no medium
through which to make a reply, but we
must, nevertheless, say Captain Jack is
constantly acting the grand rascal. The
way he has of stealing upon our troops
ami firing in among them without giving
them a chance to run, is such conduct as
no gentleman would be guilty of.
The idea of of sending six or eigh tl
hundred harmless, unsophisticaterj sol
diers to those California lava beds, and
compelling them to stay there at the
mercy of forty or fifty howling savages,
is revolting to every sence of humanity,
i Bu( if it is really true that Captain Jack
and his forty or fifty warriors are entire
ly without ammunition,' the removal of
our troops to a place of safety may no
longer be a necessity,”
Funny Mistake,
A married Johnny went marching
home blind drunk, one dark night, and
thought he was climbing into the window
of his wife’s apartment, but got into the
hog pen instead, where a fat porker lay
quietly snoozing, deliberately took off
his clothes and hung them over the
trough and laiddown besidehis “Betsy,”
as he thought. After grumbling a while
at Betsy for breathing so loud, he began
feeling around for the cover and solilo
quized ;
“Mighty citrus. Kiver must a fallen
on the floor, probably under the bed. I
say ol’ ooraan how y’r got yourself fixed ?
Bess does feel ofl'ul curus,” feeling the
bristels continued, ‘ ‘Bess mnst been ea
ten suckers, you’l never git your what
you call it off. Bones has all come
through. This—hie—-is remarkable.
Old gal, yu’ve sadly changed since last
we met (gets hold of the hog’s tail). Ha?
ha! hie, I say Bgss, how y’r got your hair
fixed? Bents hell, twisted, squirlod—hio
—like a keatlmn Chinee, Lets unwrap
it. Its tighter’n h—l, disgusting way to
wear hair. Don’t care a d—m if its style
or not. It’s got to come down. Say, Bess,
wher’es your nose ? Strange—you had a
nose. Now look y’r, ole ooman, this
—hie—d—m foolishness proceeded far a
nuff. Preducc that nose or I’ll ki—hio
you outer this bod.”
The wife, attracted by the noise, has
tened to tho and managed to get
her inebriated lord into the house. He
muttering tho while:
“It’s not right, Bess—take advantage
of my feeble condition to turn me out
er house —hie—and home. ”
The editor of a -children's paper in
Chicago received n letter from a lady sub
scriber reoontly, in which was written :
“Our little /Van died last week afterread
ing the last number of your valuable pa
per.”
Asking a young lady what her accom
plishments are, generally speaking, is,
harm less enough. Still, in these days,
it might in some cases be embarrassing to
put the question, “Do you paint ?”
A Western paper informs the public
that board for the summer can be obtain*
ed “at a large and shady brick gentle
man’s residenoe. ”
The students of 'Kentucky University are
reported to bo in aotiVo rebellion because
the faculty forbid thoir selecting ex-Presi
dent Andrew Johnson as their , orator for
commencement.