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Opposite Catholic Church,
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April 0 3in
E. W. H. NEAL,
attorney at law,
THOMSON, Gil,
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•CHARLES S. HuBO3B,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
WARU/.-NTON', GA.
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Northern. Middle anil Augusta Circuits.
H C. RONEY,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
THOMSO N GA.
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AUGUSTA, GEORGIA
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Notice.
H, , 1; n Thomson, T
A VINO recently locates. - ~ p, the
take pleasure in offering my some*..
'Citizens of the town and country. gencr..'iy.
as a Mechanic and Contractor for the build
ing and repairing of V. ■> -.uses, and the repair
ing of cotton gins, and the building and re
pairing of mills and water wheels. Alter
an experience of 2d years. T feel confident
that 1 can and will give satisfaction to all,
both in my work and prices.
Oct- .At E. M. FITTS.
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MECHANICS AND CARPENTERS,
_A_RE prepared to execute promptly
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1> E N T I 7-S r .
Can be found at his Operating boom in
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month, where he will remain two weeks or
more except in “case* of sickness. augTtf.
For loss of Appetite, Dyspepsia, Indi
gestion, Depression of Spirit & Genera!
Debility, in their various forms, Ferro-
Phosporated Elixir of Calisaya made by
Caswell, Hazard & Cos,, New York, and
sold by all druggists, is the tonic. Asa
stimulant tonic for patients recovering
from fever or other sickness, it has no
equal. If taken during the season it
prevents fever and ague and other inter
jmittettt fevers, 4w
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For over FORii YEARS this
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Trie Prepared.
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! the cost. I hose who afterwards send mon
ey to the amount of ono dollar may also or
der 25 worth extra—the price for the
"‘uide. The number is beautiful, triv-
V , for making Rnffil Homes, Dining
Table Decoration*’, Window Gardens, Ac.,
and a mass of information invaluable to the
lover of flowers. 150 pages on fine *iU ' lpa
per some 500 engravings. and a superb ' -
oral plate, and ‘ bromo Cover.
'The first edition of 200,0<*) printed m Eng
lish and Gemini.
JAMES VICK, Rochester, N. a.
March 12
Columbia Institute,
Thomson, ,Ga.
HE Fall Term begiiw on Monday, the
18th of August, aud closes on Friday, the
j 28th of November. For particulars ap-
I ply to .T. W. SH ANK,
July 30. 3m Teacher iu Charge,
| c. e, norm. u. l, mealing.
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WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALERS IN
Hits. C.TJI v. ,i Dr aw Good 1 -,
No. 250 Broad Street,
i jau2!>mf> A.tTOS-ITfi'XVIL, GA.
CIO REWA B
WILL be paid for the apprehension and
confinement in jail of one Juke Story,
i a notorious thief for whom a warrant is now
i in the bands of an officer, for simple lar
j ceny and assault and battery.
SAM RAMSAY, (Colored.)
j August 20, 1873. It
THOMSON, McDUFFIE COUNTY, GA., OCTOBER 15, 1873.
POETICAL.
A Thought.
BY FATHER RYAN.
The summer rose the sun has flushed
With crimson glory may he sweet— I
Tis sweeter when the leaves are crushed j
Beneath the wind and tempest’s feet. j
The rose that waves upon its tree,
In life sheds perfume all around—
More sweet the perfume floats to me
Os roses trampled on the ground.
The waving rose, with every breath
Scents, carelessly, the summer air—
The wounded rose bleeds forth in death
A sweetness far more rich and rare.
It is a truth beyond our ken,
And yet a truth that all may read—
It is with roses us with men;
Tlic sweetest hearts are those that bleed.
The flower which Bethlehem saw bloom
Out of a heart all full of grace,
Gave never forth its full perfume
Until the cross became its base.
SELEC T M ISC EL LAX Y,
A COQUETTE CONQUEREIT';
There was a great party given at the
house of Mrs. Dayton in Park Square,
and moving majestically na a queen ;
among the “ goodlie companie,” was I
Alice Montgomery. She was as beauti
ful as a poet’s dream. Her rich olive 1
complexion was faintly tinged on either
cheek by a faint peach-like bloom ; her
eyes were as dark as midnight, and her
hair fell almost to her waist in ebon
curls, their jetty hue relieved by a erim
son rose fastened near her temple. Her
features rivaled in the beauty of their
classic outlines the finest work of Phidias.
Acknowledged as the belle of the eve
ingby all present, she received the many
compliments which were paid her with
the greatest coolness and a slight air of
weariness.
“ How beautiful she is !” said one of a
group of three gentlemen who were .stand
ing near her.
“Yes, magnificent, but utterly heart
less,’’ replied another.
“ As nrruut a coquette as ever breathed,”
said the third. “ Poor Carrington fell
into her snares and worshipped at her
shrine with the greatest adoration for
nearly two years, jmd at the very mo
mettF Vfn'n he fancied h* had attained
the summit of his hopes she cast him off
. a wayward child would a broken play
thing.”
“i heard she had rejected him,” said
the first speaker ; “ yet they seem to be
very- firm friends.”
“ Heaven preserve me from such friend
ship !” replied the other. “Carrington
is as hot headed aud passioigitoase&n be,
ulthougn outwardly he appears as cool
and collected as any of us. He knows
he has been played with, and he will yet
make yon fair lady me the day .' lie first
trifled with his afieeiions.”
“Sec, he is making his way through
the crowd towards us. Who is that for
■ . moiling gentleman in company with
“ I do not know him.”
“ Nor I.”
“Good evening, gentleman,” said Car
rington as he reached the group. “ Al
low mo to introduce my friend, Honor
Armengole, of Venezie la.”
The usual salutations were exchanged,
aud after a few moments conversation
Carrington remarked :
“We must leave you, gentlemen, for
my- friend is exceedingly anxious to know
la hollo Montgomery. By ail appear
ances she has already made a fresh con
quest in the person of the Honor.”
A slight smile flickered around the
mouth of the Yeueznelian as he allowed
himself to be led immediately to the pre
sence of Miss Montgomery. The intro
duction over the lady made room on the
sofa betide her for her new acquaintance,
and they became engaged in an animated
conversation. Miss Montgomery exerted
all her arts to make an impression on the
Senor ; aud truly he seemed w orthy of
the smiles of any lady. He was tall and
slim, and as straight as an arrow. His
face was very dark, and he wore a heavy
black moustache. His eyes were grey,
and looked as if they could become as
cold as marble, or at times scintillate
gleams of fire. His dress showed him to
be possessed of the most faultless taste.
Hour after hour rolled on, but still the
Senor Armengole and la bell Mon
tgomery remained conversing on the sofa,
neither of , ‘ ICIQ evincing the slightest
desire to mingle in the giuuj ..Mice.
Alice Montgomery had at last found a
foeman worthy of her steel. She listened
to his stories* of the revelation in his
country with the most breathless inter
est, her face glowing with admiration as
she heard his words of fire.
The party broke up at last and Senor
Armengole handed Alice Montgomery to
her luxurious carriage, which was driven
rapidly home.
“He shall be mine!” said the beauty
to herself us she glided quickly along.
As the South American turned after
the carriage was driven away, he met
Carrington face to face. For a moment
the two men gazed into each others’eyes.
The face of Carrington was deathly pale
from excitement, while that of the Veno
zuelian wore a cold sneering smile.
“Well,” said Carrington at last, utter
ing the word with an effort.
“ I shall succeed,” said Armengole.
“ Are you certain ?”
“Perfectly; I seldom fail. lamsomo
wliat fatigued so I must bid you good
night. I will call upon yon to-morrow.”
“Good night,” replied Carrington.
After the night of the party Senor Ar- j
meugole w-as a welcome visitor at the
house of Alice Montgomery. He was
her eoustant companion at parties, balls
and the opera. Go where they w-onld i
Carrington was always present. He j
seemed to haunt their steps like a spirit. !
People who knew Alice said that she had
found anew victim, while the uninitiated
many envied the Senor his good fortune.
Months rolled on and still Armengole
paid his devoirs to the beautiful la belle
Montgomery.
Alice Montgomery was sitting one eve
ning working on a piece of embroidery,
when her uncle came and took a seat
near her.
“ Alice,” said he, “ I cannot see what
it is you admire in that dark-skinned
man.”
“Well, but he is so pleasant and intel
ligent, Uncle,” she replied,
“ My dear,” said he, crossing his legs
and looking at her over his spectacles, “I
think that man is not exactly all right;
liow do you know but what he is some
impostor.”
“ Oh, Uncle ! how could you speak so
harshly about Senor Armengole, who has
never behaved towards you as anything
but a gentleman ; and then, Uncle, to
think he is a Senor.”
“I do not pretend to accuse him of
this, but as to his being a Honor, who
could not call himself a Senor ; and, be- j
sides I want to sec my sister’s child marry
an Englishman, instead of going.toSoatb
America with this foreign chap that no
one knows ; as sure as you are born no
good will come of it; and with this he
arose and went out, without giving her
time to reply.
! But Alice had a will of her own, and
! what was better, a large fortune in her
own right, atul therefore she regarded
his words withthesupremestindifference.
One bright summer afternoon as Alice
Montgomery sat in the parlor, arrayed in |
the last, any American toilette could us- [
ford ; the card of Senor Armengole was j
presented, and in u few moments they
weje sitting side by side, conversing. |
After Uney Lod been there awhile, hoaaid j
abruptly: “Alice, th • time lias now;
oome when I can retell nto my country’ in ;
safety, and I have corre to say good-bye; ■
I am going.”
“Going, to be driven forth hereafter.
Why not remain here ?”
“Remain here! Is it possible flint I
Miss Montgomery can feel an interest in j
| ono like mo, so unworthy of her? Ch,
I -Mice, Alice! I have loved you from the j
first night I saw yon—loved you with my !
whole heart and soul! Can you, -willyou ;
not return that lore?”
j There was no answer, but a lovely face j
| rested upon his breast while hisarmstole
! around a yielding form.
“But why should I talk of love?” con- j
j tinned he, “I who am as poor as man
■ can be! all my houses and estates swal-
I lowed up in the maelstrom of the post
I revolution beyond possibility of reclama
tion 1"
“Dear Henrico, I have riches ; I have
enough for both.”
“ And would you leave friends, home,
all that you hold dear, to share the for
tune of a poor exile like myself ?”
“All, dear Henrico, all!”
The coquette was conquered.
The face of Armengole grew very pale,
! his lip trembled with emotion and his
j eye grew dim, but it was for an instant
! only. His face flushed and his eyes
| shone with their wonted fire as he said—
“Then be it so. Together we will
reach our far-off home. Once there, our
future life shall be one long dream of
love. ”
A week after this conversation they
were married and then took their daper-
J ture for Caraccas where they arrived in
due time. Armengole engaged a dwell
ing in the most fashionable part of the
I city and Alice was as happy as the day
; was long. Each hour seemed to add to
the intensity of the love she bore to her
i husband.
Time sped on its winged flight and
Alice became conscious of a change in
the manner of Armengole. His de
mands for money became more and more
pressing, and she willingly acceded to
every request. Soon his absenees from
home began to grow longer and longer,
but he lulled her gentle complaints to rest
by stories' ,? f having discovered a way
to recover one of his many e™*" 1 , aml
that he was competed to take long journeys
to carry out his plans, always ending
each explanation with a fresh demand
for money, it being he said, impossible
to gain his object without a liberal ex
penditure of gold.
One day w’hile Armengole was lying
on a sofa in his chamber, smoking a
cigar and enjoying his siesta, the door
was suddenly thrown open and his wife
rushed in with the air of an enraged
tigress. Her hair was disordered, her
face was orimson, and her eyes fairly
blazed with rage. All the fire of her
passionate nature was fairly roused with
in her. In her hand she carried an open
! letter. She stopped within a few feet of
TERMS-TWO DOLLARS IN ADVANCE.
the sofa and glared on Armengole as !
though she would destroy him with her
gaze. The Senor smoked on unmoved,
although he surmised something terri
ble had happened. His coolness mad
dened her.
“Armengole,” she cried in a voice al
most choked with passion, “Armengole,
you are a villain ! You have ruined
me ?”
He turned quietly on his side aud
looked at her with as little apparent
emotion as a marble figure.
“1 received this letter a moment or
two ago,” she cried. “Tell me, sir, are |
its statements true or false ?” and she
placed the letter in his hands.
Armengole removed his cigar and read
the letter from beginning to end without
moving a muscle of his conntenanee
while so doing. It read as follows :
London, Jan. 6th, 1865.
“Dear Madam : —Allow me to con
gratulate yon on your choice of a hus
band. In accepting him you not only
pleased your own fancy but mine also.—
I chose him for you. Know that your
beloved husband, Senor Henrico, is no
Venezuelian, but a London adventurer,
his real name being Thomas RaJehff,
his profession, gambling. Y r ou spurned
my love and I am now revenged for the
slight you put upon me. I wish you
every happiness with your dear husband!
“Your old friend,
“Eugene Cabrinoton. ”
“Well, sir, is that letter true or
false ?” said Alice, as Armengole com
menced to refold the letter.
“Madam, it is true,” was the cold
reply.
“True ! My God I” groaned the
wrecthed woman, sinking into a chair.
“Every word,” replied Armengole.
“Villain ! villain to lure an innocent
girl from home and friends to serve your
own base purposes, to make the heart’s
best feelings subservient to your love of
gain 1 You have despoiled me of my
fortune, leaving me as poor us you are.
But you shall rue this yet! I have a
home and friends—”
“A thousand miles away.”
“Ay, but I will reach them for all
that, though it were ten thousand, and
then, scoundrel, you shall tromble !”
“Indeed ! Then seek them at once by
all means. I have no desire to detain
I you. I have no claim upon you —yon
j are not my wife."
“Not your wife? Liar!”
j “Umph 1 Not so, when I married ;
you my first wife was still living. lam j
speaking plainly new for the first time \
since T have known you. I never loved !
or cared for yon. You were rich ; I was
poor. Your fortune was a stake worth
i playing for ; I played for it and won it.
I While he was speaking the eyes of
Alice had rested on a small dagger
! which Armengole always wor % and
j which was lying on a tabic near her.—
\ Reaching out her hand she possessed
j herself of the weapon, and as the last
words passed his lips she sprang mauly
I forward and plunged the dagger into his
j bosom. Armengole uttered a loud cry,
I then sprang from the sofa and raised his
| arm to strike her down, but she caught
it ns it descended, then drove the
pomard in his throat and Armengole fell
forward on his face—a corpse. Alice |
stood for a moment gazing on the body
with eyes that gleamed the wild fire of
insanity, then with a wild, unmusical
laugh she plunged the dagger into her
heart.
Eugene Carrington was terribly
avenged.
CciiicsrriEs or Journalism — How
they Read Newspapers.—Uncle Ned
first hunts up a funny thing, then laughs
with a will.
Aunt Sue first reads the stories, then
turns to the marriages, births and deaths.
The laborer looks only at the “wants,”
hoping to find a better opening in liis
business.
Miss Flora seeks out the new adver
tisements, to ascertain the newest im
portations in bonnets and kids.
Mr. Pleasure Seeker turns to the
amusement column and decides which
entertainment will afford him the great
est enjoyment.
Miss Prim drops a tear—first over the
marriages, then over the deaths, “for,”
says she, “one is as bad as the other.”
Mr. Politician commences with the
editorial, then scans the telegraph, end
ing his perusal with the speeches quoted.
Mr. Professor slowly examines the
editorials, its rhetoric, syntax and logic,
then glances at the correspondence, final
ly returns to his Latin, and quickly for
gets what lie has read.
Mr. Marvellous looks for the accidents,
murders, inquests and deaths, reads
the county record, and eilfl* with the
I mb!. es > search of something sensa
| tional.
i But why extend the list ? Each indi
vidual reads for himsolf and if each
j does not find a column or more to his
: particular taste, the paper is insipid, the
editor lazy and deserving of censure.
A sailor, looking serious in a chapel
; in Boston, was asked by the clergyman
jif he felt any change. Whereupon the
| tar put his hand into his pocket and re
plied, “Not a cent.”
j “They put him in a show-case,” was
I the remark of a rural lady who recently
attended a city funeral.
Mr, Finlay's New Head of Hair
Here is something remarkable. A
woman in New Haven was recently be
reft of her scalp by the idiosyncrasies of
a shaft and belt. The doctors saw that
to remedy the evil they would have to
resort to transplanting, and so they actu
ally succeeded in getting a sufficient
number of pieces from other people’s
heads to give this unfortunate woman a
new scalp. We hope those New Haven
doctors used more discretion than did he
who attended a man named Finlay, who
met with a similar accident in Oriskany,
N. Y., some thirteen years ago. Bits of j
scalp from seventeen different persons I
were secured by this doctor, and adroitly
stitched to the head of Mr. Finlay.— !
When it was done, people came miles
to see Finlay’s head, and Finlay himself, |
with his checkerboard cranium, was the
happiest man in Oriskany. But when
the capillary glands got in working order,
and the hair commenced to grow, the
top of that man’s head presented the !
most extraordinary spectacle on record.
The Doctor, who was about half the time
in liquor, had consulted expediency rather
than judgment, and secured that new j
scalp without any reference to future |
developments. We never saw anything
like it. Here was a tuft of yellow hair,
and next to it a bit of black, and then a
flame of red, and a little like silk, and
more like tow, with brown hah, and gray
hair, and sandy hair, and cream-colored
hair scattered over his entire skull. And
what a mad man Finlay was, and
nobody could blame him. He would
stand up against the bam for an hour at
a time and sob and swear. It was very
fortunate that the Doctor was dead. He
went off two weeks before with blue
ague, which is a mild sort of disease.
Finlay kept his hair cut short, but that
didn't make any difference. Then he
tried dyes, but they only made matters i
worse. Then he got a wig, and this j
covered up the deformity; but sometimes r
at cbnrch he would get asleep, and the |
wig wonid fall off and make the children 1
cry. Once at the county fair he fell j
asleep and the wig dropped off, and the '
Committee on Domestic Goods, when
they came around, stood in front of Fin- |
lay’s head for some five minutes in rapt !
delight. They then immediately decided
that it was the most ingenious piece of
patch-work in the list, and never discov- ,
..red the mistake until they attempted to j
pin the premium card to it. At that 1
Finlay awoke, and knocked down the
chairman of the committee, and chased
the others out of the building. We hope
those New Haven doctors have been
more particular, as it is not a subject to
trifle with. — Danbury News.
DfiOD WITH MV FACE TO THE Foe. — A
single shot, followed by a loud shriek,
told us that one of otir best men, Brad
ley, was wounded. He proclaimed his
agony with a loud voice, turned over on
his hack, and commenced kicking so
vigorously that the surgeon had difficul
ty in getting in reach of him. “Poor
fellow,” said the doctor, as he saw a
whitish liquid oozing out, “shot in the
bladder; lam fraid it’s fatal,” and he
commenced opening his eoat. “Oh !my
God,” said Bradley. I’m a dead man ;
I’ll never get over it.” “Keep up your
spirit;:, my boy ; never say die,” said
' Captain Johnson, kneeling kindly over
him.
“Doctor,” asked the wounded soldier,
feebly, “will you write to my mother
! and toll her that I died bravely doing my
i duty, with my face to the foe, and that
i I thought of her when I was dying.”
“Yes, yes,” said the doctor, with dim
eyes and a husky voice, “I will write to
her and tell her, too,” but suddenly
springing to his feet with an indignant
and aug’y voice, added—
“ Why, confound it, man, you are not
hurt a bit ; it's only your canteen; that’s
the water from it; get up, will yon.”
Br;uUey raised up slowty, felt himself
all over, and, with an exceedingly fool
ish countenance, crawled back to his
position, amid the uproarious laughter
of the whole regiment.
For months after that, on the march or
in camp, and sometimes in the stillness
i of the night, you would hear a voice in
| one direction demanding “what shall I
| tell your mother ?” and perhaps a half
dozen responses would be heard, “Tell
her I died with my face to the foe,” and
then “Canteen” Bradley would come out
and angrily hunt for the man that said
it. He seldom found him, but when he
did there was certain to be a fight.
A traveler coming from the Central
Depot the other day stopped for a
moment to examine a coat hanging in
front of a clothing store. The proprietor
rus’nevl °ut and asked if he “Wouldn’t
try on some coats ?” " x uuHT 10 but what
I would,” responded the traveler, con-
I suiting his time-keeper, and he went in
: and began work. No matter how often
| he found his fit he called for more coats,
I and after he had tried on about thirty,
he looked at his watch, again resumedhis
own garment, and walked off, saying, “I
I won’t charge a cent for what I’ve done;
hang a man that won’t oblige another
i when he can do it 1 If I’m ever around
this way a’gin, and you’ve got any more
coats to try on, I’ll do all I can to help
| you.” —Detroit Free Press.
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Each subsequent insertion * 7 3
One square three months 10 t*o
Onesqaresix months 15 00
One square twelve months 20 00
One quarter column twelve months. 40 00
Half column six months GO 00
■ Half column twelve months 75 00
| One column twelve months 125 00
W Ten lines or less considered a square
j All fractions of squares counted as squares
“ The Show World.”
The first attempt at Italian opera in
this conntry was at New York in 1827,
by the Garcia family. Signoneni Garcia
was one of the rising members. Garcia
was afterwards known as Malabran. The
first circus was managed by West. Levi
North married his daughter. The first
(ought to have been the last) French
ballet was introduced by Monsieur Bar
bierre (father of Joe). Monsieur and
Madame Futin were in the troupe. Mies
Keplar, a young girl, was with them.
She afterwardward gained a world-wide
reputation as “Mad. Celeste.” All the
ladies left the theatre in disgust; they
don’t do so now-a-days. This was in
1827. Edwin Forrest got twelve dollars
per week as tumbler and leaper in a cir
cus in 1822. The oldest circus-rider
living is Samuel P. Stickney. The first
dramatic performance that ever took •
place in America was at Williamsport,
Virginia, in 1751. Othello andGarrick’s
farce of Lethe constituted the entertain
ment. The first negro melody that ob
tained a celebrity, was the Coal Black
Bose, in 1827, George Washington Dixon
the vocalist. The Star Spangled Banner
was set to music by Ferdinand Durand,
au’aetor. The words and music of Dixie
were composed by Dan. Emmet, now
playing on the fiddle in a cellar “dive”
in Chicago.
From 1810 to 1830 actors were paid
twenty-five dollars per week on an aver
age for their services. It took a good'
actor to get that. Now such actors as
Jefferson, Booth and Cushman get five
hundred dollars per night, or from fifty
to sixty per cent, of the gross receipts.
Think of an actor getting three thousand
dollars per week. Mrs. Siddons, Miss
O’Neil and John Kemble never received
more than fifty dollars per week.
T. D. Rice was the first song-and-dance'
man that mode a success; Jim Crow was
the song, in 1832. T. Maclin played
“Shylock” at eighty-five, and died at
one hundred and five. It took a fine cir
cus performer—one that could ride, vault,
leap and tumble (such as Levi North, for
instance,) to get twenty-five dollars per
week. Now James Robinson gets three
hundred and fifty dollars per week. The
first band of negro minstrels that ever
was formed (in 1842) failed and disband
ed. Germon, Peel, Emmet, Brower and
Whitlock were the party.
Ikmortaxhtj;.—lt cannot be thatearth '
is man’s only abiding place. It cannot
be that our life is a bubble cast up by
the ocean of eternity, to float a moment
upon its surface, and then sink into noth
ingness and darkness forever. Else, why
is it that the high and glorions aspira
tions which leap like angels from the
temple of our hearts are forever wander
ing abroad, unsatisfied ? Why is it that
the rainbow and cloud come over us with
a beauty that is not of earth and then pass
on and leaves us to muse on their faced
loveliness. Why is it that the stars
which hold their festival around the mid
night throne, are set above the grasp of"
our limited faculties, forever mocking us
with their unapproachable glory ? And
finally, why is it that bright forms of
human beauty are presented to the view,,
and then taken away from us, leaving the
thousand streams of the affections to flow
back in Alpine torrents upon our hearts ?’
We are born for a higher destiny than,
that of earth. There is a realm where
the rainbow never fades; where the stars
will be spread out before us like the
island that slumbers on the ocean; and
where the beautiful beings that here pass
before us like visions, will stay in our
presence forever.
A One Hundred Thousand Dollar
Fox Hunt.—Messrs. Suit, Marshall and
Cross, of Prince George county, Mary
land, having issued a challenge to the
world for a run of foxhounds, the amonnt
of wager being 8100,000, a North Caro
lina gentleman responded through one of
the New York papers, saying: “If the
gentlemen are bona fide in their offer, I
will wager any amount, not exceeding
8100,000, that my hounds are better
hunters, and superior in speed, power
and endurance to theirs; and lam ready
to run them at any time between now
and the Ist of January, 1874, at any
; place within one hundred miles ofWash
ington City. Should a match be made,
I will deposit the money, or its equiva
lent, with the Merchants and Planters
Bank, Richmond, Ya.”— Washington
, Star, Sept. 22.
! All young people, who contemplate
! speedy marriage, should know that—to
keep within the requirements of fashion
they must, in a long life of wedlock cele
brate their wedding anniversary a great
many times. We sincerely trust that the
publication of the following list will not
deter any approaching nuptials; Three
I days—Sugar. Sixty days—Vinegar.—
First anniversary—Paper. sth anniver
sary—Wooden. 10th anniversary—Tin.
15th anniversary—Crystal. 20th anni
versary—China. 25th anniversary—Sil
ver. 30th anniversary—Cotton. 35th
anniversary—Linen. 40th anniversary—
woolen. 45th anniversary—Silk. 50th
anniversary—Golden. 75th anniversary
—Diamond.
The Air-Line Railroad cost about 88j
1 QQO, 000—some of it costing S9O, 000 per
I mile.