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JAS. L, HARDAWAY,) Legatees.
POETICAL.
LONGING.
ax loxofeluow:
I see the lights in the village te »■’ -
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o’er me,
That my soul cannot resist.
At feeling of sadness and longing
That is not akin to pain.
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
Gome read to me some poem—
Some simple and beautiful lay.
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
' And banish the thoughts of day.
Not from the grand old masters,
Not front the bards Pul l:me.
Whose distant footstep* echo
Through the corridors of time.
For. like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life’s endless .toil and endeavor,
And to-night I Umg for rest.
Read from some humble poet.
Whose Smug i gushed from his heart.
As Khoo*rs from the clouds of summer,
Qr tears from the. oylids start.
Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
‘ And come like the benediction
Tltat.follows after the prayer.
Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of iny choice,
And lend to lho rbymu of the poet
of ttiy voice. •
And the uigiit shall bo filled with music,
And the cares that infest the day
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs,
And ss silently stoal Away.
HAMH A l HKirJS WILL.
Well, grandfather was dead. Poor old
grandfather ! Orer and over Hgutiv, the
thought that he must die had made me
you know. And uov it bad happerie
and was all over, aud I sat in a kind
of miserable drexup, to Law
yer Curdle. Wliat vv.il lie asking me. ?— 1
where grandfather kept his will—tliut
was it. Had I not been told—did I not
know—ft will in iny favor, leaving every
thing to me ? Os isonr.se I kua'v of it.
“Grandpapa wanted to tell me,” Raid
I, under-aUiudiuc hiui at last, “but J
would not let hitn. I could not bear to
tilinghis Being deiid. .1 hoped fye,
would not die before I did.”
“Iu legal matters, > ladies arc littlo
abort of idiots,” said Mr. Curdle. “1
grieve to distress yon, buts suppose you
know tlieiVs a rantpant nl> fury down
stairs, who claims this place and every
thing ill it—who is really your grandfa- !
ther’s sister, and who, if there is no will
found, can turn you out of house mid
home. You were uot actually related at
all. Come now plain speaking is neces- j
sary ; if we find tlie will you are an heir- j
ess ; if not, a Ireggur.”
“Nothing could mAke me that,” said
I. “Nothing while I have ten fingers.”
But he had roused me at last.
Where had graudfather told me the
will was ? I tried to think, No, he had
not told me. I had put my hand over
his mouth and said :
“Grandpa, don't; I shall cry myself
to death if you die ; so I slla’n’l waiit
anything.”
And ho had suid :
“Well, well, I know you are not wait
ing for dead men's shoes, little one. I
know that, my child; aud some other
day, some other day.”
And the next morning he was found
dead in his bed —the very next morning.
“Y’ou see, it is somewhere,” said I,
“else grandpa would uot have mentioned
it.”
“You don’t think,” he said, “he had
destroyed it, and was about to make a
new one, or anything of that sort ?”
asked the lawyer.
“No," said I, “I thin* not. I’ll try
to remember wlmt he said exactly. Oil,
this was it, I think : ‘Beulah, it will be
very important when I come to leave you
that you ahull know alxmt my will. I
liave made one and hid it in the most in
genious place. ’ Then 1 etopped liiurj.
That's all.”
"Utter lnsainty," said Mr. Curdle.
“Utter insanity.”
He was usually very polyte, I dish
not wdfider that ilia equaßiihiky *■» dis
turbed when X went down stairs and saw
the persoi* whom he hid descrilied as a
“rampant old fury.”
She was a very old woman, with hair
that was still bright red, and a long,
sharp nose. Hfie was covered with Snuff,
which she used constantly, and smelt
like a
at the top of her voice apparently to no
one in particular.
“Lawyers, lawyers,” she was sayiug ;
“all alike the world over. Didn’t seud
me word of my poor brother’s death.
Not a word, not a line. So that I
shouldn’t come to claim my own. Left
it to that gal, eh ? Humbug. She’a no
relation at all. Margaret Boker had a
little gal already by a first husband
when she married him. This is that
gal’s child. No, rclation-rjupu.',
THOMSON, GA. JANUARY 26.1876.
No, no; my brotl er’andl haven’s teen
friends, I know ; but all the same if b
hasn’t left a will ; and I know he didn’t.
AM hi* property is mine.”
She took snuff again and scowled at
mejfurious’y. I shrank away, und be
gan to feel how important it was that
the will nhould be found. I searched
eagerly enough now. I turned back
carpets and shook out curtains. 1 rum
maged every desk and drawer, trunk and
box iu the house ; all in vain. At last
even Mr. Curdle acknowledged that fur
ther search was hopeless.
“a man should confide his w'U to his
lawyer,” Bnid he. “A lawyer's box is
the only safe place for it. No doubt
this old woman has employed soma one
to steal your grandfsther’s will from its
‘very ingenious 1 hiding-place, and the
reirtlt i* that you are a beggar.”
“Yon are ridiculing poor dead graud
l pa, and calling me names,” I said, burst
! ing into tears.
“My poor, foolish child !” said Mr.
Curdle, “Why didn’t you hear what he
had to say, at least ? Together, you
I have made a nice mess of it.”
i We had certainly, as I acknowledged
; when old Miss Humphries took possess-
I ion of the homestead, and I found that 1
: was no longer mistress of tlie dew old
j place-r-that J. had nyt even a right there,
1 but was an interloper. When, to crown
j all, she came to me juf I lay weeping on
I iny bed,and said in her ual'bh, nasal
| tones :
: “Beulah, *it up and stop crying. I’ve
got soniethipg to say to you. ’’
I sat up iukl , wiped uiy eyes. I con
sidered her au euemy, and oue never
wishes to weep before erne's fs.
“Providence is Providence,. B'nhdi
More," saiiT she. “You oughtn’t to
rebel agin it—no, you oughn’t. You
ougiifto lie contented in the condition
yo’ve been called to. But I’m not a hard
heurted woman. I’m willing to have
you stay with me. Yon can help me in
the work, you know, I don't keep serv
ants—a lazy, idle set, eating you out of
house anil home. A young gai like you
can be useful if she’s grateful and wil.
. ling; hq I’M kectiyou, Beulah More\<’
t was oiify fourteen years old, but I
knew as well as 1 know now that I should
be a servant without w ages, and I should
have preferred iservico anywhere else;
but as she spoke a thought darted into
my head. 'Grandfather had certainly
spoken of hiding a will somewhere. If
I staid and rubbed slid scrubbed, Rud
dusted diligently, I should jjiteovov it if
it w»h above ground, aud not stolen, as
Mr, Cardie lailie'ved.
Ah, how delightful to'di*eomfit her at
'last 1 How well worth the hard fate and
the hard work I know I should have to
| elidure. Yes, even her unpleasant com
pany could be borue, with this end iu
view. So I said taking care pot to speak
fix) eagerly, that I would stay, and I gate
myself a year to find the will in. A year
I is an eternity at fourteen.
I That very day old Miss Humphries
; began to siiow me my position by turii
! ing me out of my pretty bedroom, and
j sending me into a wliito-washed garret,
| with a slooping roof.
1 had had a pretty carpet aud white
curtains, and a bookcase, and a Turkish
chair, and dainty bed, ail white and pink,
and toilette service, pink and white also.
I had never done auy work except put
ting this room iu order; for we had two
old servants besides a man. Now, I
scrubbed floors and washed windows and
dishes, and liaiMno time Ho read or sew,
or wander in the woods, or enjoy myself
in the garden.
Miss Humphries sent all my school
girl friends from the dorr when they
asked for me, and it was only after a
long, hard fight that I obtained my
books, my sewing basket, and my Jew
window plants, with which to make my
garret more homelike.
My black suit became shabby. I felt
ashamed to go to church, aud I knew
not where to procure other clothing. I
was very miserable, but all the while I
never forgot my object. Not only did I
continue my search all day, but at night
I often pattered about tlie house in my
bare feet. I bad found many curious
places where a will might well have been
hidden. For instance, the posts of
grandfather’s bed had a hollow space iu
them, covered with a carved cap, shaped
like a pineapple., winch came off. And
behind the carved wooden mantelpiece
in his room—the original house was s
hundred years old, they said, and very
curious—there was a receptacle that
might have concealed fifty wills. The
old woman never suspected me. Besides,
she was half tlie time asleep, nodding in
hyr chair, with her snuff-box iu oue haiid,
and a diny, black* handkerchief in the
other.
Dirty as she was personally, she had a
ddigli't in seeing riM at Work, however,
and set me tasks as hard to me as those
the malevolent fairy put upon poor
Graciosa were to her. I had cleaned cut
the cistern aud made over a feather bed,
mended a fence, and cleaned the leaves
from the roof. Wherever I was sent I
went. Who knew w here the will might
be? I had great hopes of the feather
bed.
Bat now the year I hail giveu myself
was nearly over, and the malevolent fairy
of my existence had ordered me to white
wash Um eow-housc—by the why. I al-
ways nmked rlih eJiTf-AiHi 1 tail! agleed
to do it with a feeling upon is: that en
durance wu* almost at an vixl, that hope
was almost gooe, that I must lPii’ve that
place if I starved in' a ditch. A diet of
salt pork and corn bread, aiid a life all
work and no play, had begun to. make
havoc with my energy.
Tha miserly old woman even guarded
the appletrees, locked up the orchard,
and sold the fruit by the barrel. Vv bat
little fruit I ate, Igotufterdark, through
the palings. .
No wonder I was thin and had kwt mv
fino complexion. r .
Tha hum was mixed au a nd; the brush was
found
“But it on thick. Beulah.” ssid my
task mistress. “We don’t want any of
the boards to show. Why, where’s your
stick ?’’
“I c*n t find oue to fit," said I discon
solately. “Oh, I can resell, I think.”
“Yon Can’t,” said she. “The idea of
whitewashing withs short brush. Go
and hunt up, a stick. Why, I kuo.w
where there is one—in your own room.
I saw it to-day ’’
“That’s dear grandpa’s mine," said I.
“I don’t care. Get it.,” saidshe. “It's
only a sttok, cane or not .”
“I Wont use that iu such a way,” said
I. “Grandfather’s cane that ha used to
| walk with every day. That I used to
ride on when I was a baby. Dear old
cane that seems piut of him. I wouldn't
' use it so foi worlds.”
''Sentimental nonsense,” said the old
; woman. “The.idea! When I'm dead
I t hey call do what they like with my um-
I bvella, I’m sure. Get the stick,”
“t won't," said I.
“Then t will, and you’ll use it." said
. she.
; Away she went, to the garret, and down
l she came with the thick and heavy mine,
with wither.curve Bur curving on it. A
| sort of pale gray wood, polished like
| A: 1 " 1 " -
“rier<;'H lie slick," said slio,” and
you'll see my word is law here.
| I never stirred.
! “Tie foifl stick on tlie while wash !
! brush till'd go to work." said she. j
! “I won’t,” said I.
“You won’t ?"
: “No."
“You're n pretty big girl, Beulah
More," said she, “but if you don’t I’il
whip you.”
“1 dare you to touch me J” said I.
! She lifted the stick. I'm uot sure whoth
j cr slie would not have struck me, or
j whether it was only in menace ; Imt I
| caught it.
“Give me my grandfather's cane !” I
i cried, ifnd pulled. Bln- pulled also. In
a moimuit more a queer tiling happened.
The cane parted in the middle, and the
old wctiuii Hew one way and I another.
She lay on her back, bemoaning herself.
I, younger siai lighter, picked myself up
at- Once ; but I held on to niv half of
gruudnithcrV. cane, and shouted wildly
for joy, for in nil justalit I saw that the
: eauie was uot broken, but that the one I
held was hollow. Something protruded
| from it. All I saw was a bit of stiff,
j crackling parchment, but. I knew as well
ns I did when I drew it out, that I had
| found grandfather’s will at last.
She knew it. too. She scrambled up,
as I flourished it over my head, and flew
at me. I mil not sure that my life would
have been safe had she caught me. Ter
; ror as well as joy lent wings to my foot*
steps. I fl.-w out of the garden, down
| the lane, and up the road to the office of
1 Mr. Curdle.
i There, in my patched, old frock, with
I whitewash daubed over it, I appeared
! breathless and voiceless, grasping in my
I hand, dirty and torn and hardened with
coarse work, the proof that I was heiress
to a fortune.
When I went back to the homestead
again it was as its mistress, and I never
Saw old Miss Humphries again. She
had returned to her former dwelling
place, leaving many anathemas behind
for me. They never hurt me. Curses
of that kind, at leas’, me i ably “go
home to roost,” But I found tlie other
half of tlie dear old cane lying in the
long grass, and rejoined it to its mate.
I loved it before. Naturally I loved it
more than ever now. I still keep it as a
talisman.
Mrs. Bumzell and the Tramp.
Mr. Philander Bumzell resides at
Roger's Park He is very fond of play
ing practical jokes. All Summer he has
beeu amiably entertaining Ins wife, who
is a timid woman aud does not keep a
servant with tramp-literature, and in
structing her what to do iu oase one ul
the fraternity should call at the house
during his absence. “See, Lucinda,” ha
would say, “if oue of them tramps comes
to the liouse’u carries on rough, just you
say you’ll set the big dog on him, and if
he don’t get up aud get, just you yell
out ‘Philander !' ‘Philander 1’ or say ‘sic
him Towser.’ Don’t be seared, Lucin
da, don't be scared.”
It occurred to Mr. Bumzell it would
be well to test his wife, and see if she
was efficient in practice as she claimed
to be theoretically, so yesterday he told
her he hail to go to Milwaukee, and
wouldn’t bo- home till late. Then lie
cnnmugly disguised himself us a vagrant
man with some false hair, and ltair dye,
and a suit of ragged clothes, and about
half-past 10 o'clock he walked around to
NO. 4.
hitt uw kitcbti»»loor. Hu found it un
locked, audiwalkitig into the kitchen was
surprised to find that his wife was not
there. “Just like these women,” he
growled ; “a man might come iu her
a*nl carry off' the whole bouse out of the
door, aud that stupid wouiau'd never
know it. Won't I have the joke on Ln
ciuda. though 1” be said in rapture, as
he jxieketeii the spoons aud forks. At
. tiris moment the door opened, aud Mrs,
Bumzell entered.
•She gave a shriek, and seemed sur
prised, and then said faintly : “What
do you want, sir?”
'fheu the assumed tramp replied : ‘‘l
want some hot dinner, and a suit of
clothes, and any money or plate you
may have in the house, and a kiss."
“Go ’wav, yob had man,” replied the
virtuous matron ; “go ’way or I will set
the big dog ou you, and Bilstm is awful
fierce. He bit a man largos than you on
Tuesday,” she added,
“Hal ha!” laughed ilie tramp, “that
is too thin. You’ve, got no dog ; you
ain’t got a pound of sausage meat on the
place.”
“If you don’t keep quiet,” said Mrs.
Btimzell, “I’ll call my husband, you bad
man. Here Fred ! Fred !” she shrieked,
as the tramp seized a napkin-nug.
“Yell away,” said lie, with a mocking
laugh : “your husband ain't here, aud
1 his name ain’t Fred, either.”
i “He isn’t, isn’t lie? It ain't, ain't, it?”
j ejaculated a big, red-headed uan, whom
j Mr. Buruzell bad never seen before, as
, he bounced iu Ilia shirt, sleeves from au
! inner room. “You inferual scoundrel!"
■ he exclaimed, as, with a fearful kick, he
lilted Mr. BmnZeU like a "meteor out of
! the door into the swill-barrel. “I'li
: touch you to insult my wife!” and he
| hauled Mr. Bumzell out by the neck im'd
! swabbed the coal-heap with him. “You
| thought I wasn’t in, eh ?” and he knock
ed Mr. Bmuzell’s two eyes into one.—
i “Hadn't got no dog, neither? Hero,
t Nero—sic ’ini!” and u big bull dog, with
a tail like a macaroni, dropped his lower
[ jaw, like the tnil-bOard of a coal-cart,
■ end applied himself to the slack of Mr.
BurnzeU’n pantaloons.
“Hi! Mercy! I surrender! Don’t
-hoot! Fire! Police! Here’s jer morn,
ing papers! Lucinda ! I’m Bumzell !”
yelled the unfortunate man.
After some difficulty, they recovered «
large per eentnge of him from the dog,
and put it to bed, where it was ideutific
as the property of Philander Bumzell, of
lingers Park. It subsequently tarot.
: fired Fi.it Mrs. BiuizcH’s brother Fred
erick bad arrived from St. Louis as her
husbaud left for Milwaukee.
1 Warning Against the Pursuit
of Off ce-sc eking by Young Men.
The Hon. Albert G. Brown of Missis
sippi recently wrote a letter to a young
friend, whereiu be laments that be ever
made a political speech or had au office.
Ex-Gov. Brown was forthirty-tlireeyears,
previous to 1805, continually in high
oillciul and political station, uud would
therefore seem to have had as extensive
and favorable au experience as any of his
contemporaries aud associates. We quote
as follows :
True, as you any, I held many offices.
Indeed, l may say that I never knew de
feat in any of my aspirations. Aud it is
just because I bad success which people
call wonderful, that I feel competent to
administer a word of “caution” to the
youug meu of this generation. My
young friend, do not be deceived by the
glitter of office. lam now past my three
score years, uud am fast travelliug into
the tcu. I have held almost every office
iu the gift of the people, aud I can truly
say with the preacher, “it is all vanity
and vexation of spirit."
Looking back over u long, aud I hope
uot unsuccessful life, I enu say, with a
dear conscience, my greatest regret is
that I ever made a political speech, or
held au office. _
There is a fascination in office which
beguiles uicu, but be assured, my young
friends, it is the fasoiuation of a serpeut,
or, io change the figure, it is the i<jnin
Jatuuti which eoaxes yon on to ieevitable
ruin.
I speak of that which Ido know. If
my youug friends will be governed by
my advioe, I have this to say, alter all
my success as a public man, now w hen
my bead is blossoming for the grave, I
feel that it would have been better for
me if I had followed the occupation of
mv father, and been a farmer.
The mechanic arts are all honorable.
To be a blacksmith, a carpenter or au
urtisau of any s>rt is no discredit to any
man. Better that than be a jack-leg law
yer, a quack doctor, a counter-hopper,
or worse still u wretched seeker after of
fice.
Os all pursuits in life that of a furmer
is the most respectable. It may haw its
trials and its disappointments, so do all
others. The mechanic may lose the
wages of his lalxjr, the professional man
his fees, the editor may weep . over de
linquent subscribers, but the houest, in
dustrious farmer is morally certaiu of a
fair rotnm for his labor.
True, “Paul may plant and Apollos
water, but God must give the increase.”
But where is the faithful cultivator of
the soil, God’s heritage to inau, whoever
yet suffered for bread ?
Allow me again to “caution” my
young friends against the beguiling in
fluence of office, and to advise them most
earnestly to stick t<> mother earth.
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Death Os Mrs. AttdreV Johnson.
Nashville Amsittaß.H ••WO
Sunday morning the American re
ceived a special telegram from OfeenViHe
announcing the death Saturday night of
Mrs. Andrew Johnson, the venerable
widow of the lately deceased ex-Presi
dent. For many years Mrs. Johnson
had been an invalid, her illness being of
such a character as to confine her con
stantly tp her room, and thoa prevent
her .Tom mingling in aoriety. She we*
married to the ex-Pro«ident before Be
had left the tailor’s beucli. lief early
education was superior to his, which efi
abled her to be of great assistance tdhifß
in bin efforts for the acquisition of
knowledge. No woman wls ever more
proud dr more justly so of the achieve
meuls of her hnsband, and vet stfeh was
her native good sense that She *wrs ever
the same quiet, domestic, affectionate
lady, wife aud mother, whother in the
White House or in the humble home »t
Greenville. Iu the community where
she has lived from childhood she was
universally beloved. Her character Waa
marked by every Christian trait and her
memory will be affectionately oherised
by the old and the young of both sexes
and of all grades of society.
Mrs. Johnson was about G 5 years Os
age. She was the mother of five chil
dren, three of whom are liviug. She
was a member of the Presbyterian
church and was highly esteemed by the
people of Greenville. She wiIFBC Bfi
ried by the side of her husband, whose
early struggles and later triumphs the
shared. —aiA
Mrs. Johnson’s maiden name waa Kli
ra McArdel. Slie was born in 1811, and
has consequently died in the sixty-fifth
year of her age. She waa married in
1829, when she was but eighteen, and
her husbaud a youth of twenty. She
bone her hnsband five children, at the
house of the eldest of whom,. Mrs, Pat
terson, the Wile of ex-Seuatpr
of Tennessee, she bos now died. Her
oldest aud favorite son was thrown fr<. m
his horse and instantly killed at the be
ginning of the civil war while on hi*
ronnd of duty as surgeon of tb* first
regiment of Tennessee Union Volun
teers. This blow greatly injured her al
ready-enfeebled constitution ; opd the
sufferings which she consequently un
derwent, while earing for the oomfost of
her second daughter, Mrs. Stover, and
and her daughters family in the moun
tains of Tennessee during the first year
cf the civil war, completely undermined
her strength. Mrs. Stover’s husband,
who was Colonel of the Fourth Tennes
see iufautry in the Union Army, died qf
disease brought on by exposure before
the close of the year 1862.
Mrs. Johnson’s second sob, Robert
Johnson, was removed to an asylum for
the insane during his father’s presiden
cy. The youngest, Andrew Johnson, jr,,
survives his mother. Few women of
any condition iu life iu any port of
tin* country were called upon to driuk
more deeply than Mrs. Johnson of the
bitter sup of tbeir country’s afflictions,
aud her patience, simplicity of charac
ter aud yuaffected piety earned for htr
iu the narrow circle of her personal
friends and intimates the moat sincere
respect aud affection.
Cairo iu Peril,
The town of Cairo, ou the flats ai lie
junction of the Ohio aud Mississippi riv
ers, threatens to be wiped Cut of exist
ence. The St. Louis Republican says
that sometime iu October last the Mis
sissippi river began eating into the Illi
nois shore for two or three miles above
Cairo, aud the process has continued
until the city ia threatened with serious
danger. The authorities either could
not or would not do anything U> arrest
the ravages of the river at a time when a
little labor, promptly applied, miglit
have proved effectual, and now the abrk
sion has gone so lar that it ib only about
a quarter of a mile across the narrow
ueck, from river to river, and this dis
tance is being’ gradually diminished by
the unobstructed pressure of the Missis
sippi agaiust the soft alluvium.
It is feured that if some prompt action
be not takeu, the Mississippi wnl eat its
way to the Ohio, making au island of
Cairo, and that this island will then be
gradually washed sway. Some of the
railroads that euter the city are having
trouble already with their approuhes,
aud the others are threatened. The dif
ficulty is too great for the towu author
ities, with their limited resources, to
meet, and they have, determined to call
on Congress to save their city, by fcuild
iug a dyke to reclaim the area that has
lieen lost, aud protect the shore from
abrasion.
A Vat,id Foreran.— The Lowell Jour
nal says: The real and personal proper
ty of this county was valued SI,OOO j u the
Journal lost week. The compositor’s girl
went by just ns lie was setting this item
up, and in turning from the cypher box
to sigh for her receding figure he shop
ped before be 0 to. But the mistake
might have been a bigger otie. If she
bad come along a moment earlier the
valuation of the real aud personal prop
erty of this county would luive been
placed at $3.10. This time that com
positor will make it $31,000,000 or there
will be n amt of second-hand clothes for
s*rio in V** tTmn « rrimnte.