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THE WASHINGTON GAZETTE.
BYJAS. A. WRIGHT AND HUGH WILSON.
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Little Mittie.
Just when the July rosea
Wert flushing into bloom,
And the soft South wind was laden
With its h eight of sweet perfume,
A little timid birdliug
Sought shelter in my arms,
And I toot it in my bosom,
And hushed its wild alarms.
The fairest little neatUng
That ever dove-cot knew.
So soft, and warm, and dainty,
With eyes of bonny blue j
With ways so sweet and winsome.
So playful and so.bright,
It thrilled my proud, young mother-heart
With new and strange delight;
With looks so tweet aud wistful
Out of its starry eyea.
As made me tremble, lest it were
An angel in disguise.
And, sure enough, the angels
Were waiting for their mate—
Stood beckoning and waiting
Beside the pearly gate.
In my sylvan home, no longer
My pretty birdie sings;
The sweet South wind deceitlully
Brought Death upon its wings.
So, ’neath the July roses,
All muto and still it lies,
While sweeter notes are mingling
With the carols ia the skies
• • • • •
Oftimes, ia my dreamings,
I see a lily liand
Beckoning me across the river,
To join that angel bind ;
And I know my long-lost darling
Waits on that distant shore,
Longing her head to nestle
On her mother’s breast once more.
Mbs. Maby E. McKinxie.
Wildwood, Florida.
A lady of the Indian race lay on the
couch of her sick room, reading a novel
She had been well known in Iter own
country for her riches, and envied there as
possessor of the finest collection of jewels.
She married an Englishman, and went to
lire in Britain. lier husband had been
proud to take her to the gay parties of
which they were botii so food; for all ad
mired her and the jewels (he wore attrac
ted wondering eyea. But after a few
yean in Britain, her cheek had faded.
The doctors now said it was consumption.
She was prohibited from the gay parlies,
confined to her room, aud her strength was
fast giving way.
The lady waa a Mohammedan: the
faith she held gave her to comfort: her
her sole amusement was in reading the
tales of that world outside where she could
shine no more. The sick nurse, who sat
in her room, often raised her eyes from
her work to watch her patient, so like a
prisoner shut up in our cold country, far
from her own sunny land. Nurse kept
her Bible always near her, and every now
and then would read a word to cheer her
self, longing to put it into the lady’s band
in place of the foolish tale she read. But
“He that winneth souls is wise,” not only
wise in having chosen the highest kind of
work, but wise in waiting till God shall
open his way to do it.
“Nurse,” the lady said at length, “I
think you must find it very dull to be shut
up in this room with meal! day long, and
have nothing to amuse you. “O no,
ma’am,” the said, “I don’t find it dull at
all; lam always cheerful, and I am not
sorry for myself to be shut up in this
room.” The lady thought tlii3 very
strange, and said, “Go and fetch the box
lhat holds my jewels; it will help to
amuse U3 to look at this dull day.” So
the nurse fetched the box of jewels, and
the lady unlocked it, and speed a quantity,
of them on the table. “Now, nurse,
would you not like to have some of these
jewels!” “No ma’am, not at all * * *
for I have jewels much finer than yours."
“How can that be nurse! Mine are the
finest jewels in the land. Where are
yours! Yon never wear them 1 ’ So the
jiursebeld up her Bible saying, “My jew
els are in this book.” The lady thought
there were one or two jewels hidden about
the book, and said, “Take them out aud
show them to me.” “Why, Ma’am, my
jewels are so precious I can only show yon
one at a time.”—Then she opened her Bi
ble, and read the text, “I have learned in
whatsoever state I am therewith to be con
tent.” She told her mistress, that though
a poor woman, she had no wish to be a
rich one, for God kuew what was best for
her. She said,also, that her treasure was
in heaven, and lhat she did not so much
mind the trials of this life, because she
was looking for the happiness in the king
dom oi God and Christ Jesus. It pleased
God to open that lady’s heart that she
should attend to the things that (he nurse
spoke- Acts xvi. 14. “Why, nurse, I
never heard anything like that. How
happy you must be to feel as you do. I
wish I could do the same!'’ And then
the nurse told her that she had never
learned to feel thus of herself, that it was
God who had put it into her heart, and
that he would do the same for her also, if
she would ask Him. “Well, nurse,” said
the lady, “1 should like to sae another o
your jewels—that which you have shown
me dow is so beautiful.” But the muse
saw that the poor lady was tired, and
thought it was enough for one day, but
promisee she should see one jewel more
to-morrow. So the next day the lady
said, “Show me another jewel.” fifthrae
opened her Bible again and read, ,“df,iis is
a faithful saying, and worthy of all accep
tations, that Christ Jesus enrne into the
world to save sinners ” The Holy spirit
was at work in the lady’s heart. She
began to feel that she was a great sinner.
She called upon the Lord Jesus to save
Iter soul. She gave up reading the idle
books. She did not care for her jewels
now. She had found One lhat was price—
‘less. Her body wasted day by day. But
her sou! was joyful in her Saviour. Slit
was a ,'onder to many—a bright monu
ment or Gods power to save.
Farm Experience of 1868.
Mr. John 11. Deut, of Floyd county,
Ga , offers the . readers of the Southern
Cultivator the following suggestions, as the
result of bis experience with the laborer*
on his farm :
Editors Souihern Cultivator .-—I think
it is well enough for our fanners to give
their exparierice of the year, as under our
uew system, every little added and made
known may. help outfit correcting mistakes,
First. I have not foun ! it advantageous
to hire laborers, white or black, to crop on
shares. A former should have lull control
of tho management of his cropr, to man
age them successfully, and this you can
hardly do, when your laborers are partners
Tney claim rights, and often assert them
in the mode of cultivation, &c. —it leads to
contentions aud troubles. I tried it this
year, it is my first and last trial.
Second. It is better and cheaper to pay
laborers *lO per month, and provision
them. Yon then have their sorvioes for
the year, and can employ them at any
work you see proper ; but ' est have a
reliable white foreman, if one can be pro
cured—if not, stick closely with them
yourself.
Third. Avoid negro women and half
grown children residing on tho larm, who
sit idle in their houses all day, whilst their
husbands, brothers and sons are working !
for you. That class of residents are trou
blesome, if you value eggs, poultry, pigs,
vegetables and fruit. They are vast con
sumers, non-producers, and authors of mis
chief and much trouble. They should be
made to labor, and not encouraged in
idleness.
Fourth. The contract made with labor
ers, let it be fair, reasonable, and well
understood between tbe parties, then
binding—no compromising—each party to
stand squarely up to it; and in case of
non-compliance go to law—examples are
wanting.
Fifth. In procuring labor-saving imple
ments, get only such as are serviceable. A
large amount of humbuggery is being
practiced upon the farmers. Our inexperi
ence and greenness make us ready victims
for impositions. Agents and manufacturers
are sharp and wide awake.
Sixth. How are wo to avoid impositions?
Organize agricultural clubs in every
county, and act in concert. Have fairs
and trial matches of plows, reapers
threshers, dec., and we will soon be able to
decide correctly the implements best suited
to our wants.
Seventh. Plant less, prepare tho ground
thoroughly, rotate and manure, and you
will find it more profitable than large crops
and small yields. Pay more attention to
making your own manures, than buying
tbe commercial fertilizers.
Eighth. Get good stock. Own only
what you can care for and feed well, and
you will find it more profitable than
keeping a number that have to shift for
themselves. The breed of our Southern
stock needs improving.
Ninth. The best labor saving machine
WASHINGTON, WILKES COBN#, GA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 29, 1809.
I have fouud yet, is a place for everything
and everything in its place.
Tenth. Let every farmer in Georgia
become a member of an agricultural club,
and take an agricultural journal, and old
Georgia will soon rise from her present con
dition, aud become a great and powerful
State.
Every Inch a Kino. —Ilis Majesty
headed the party, followed by his headman
He wore an old red English coat, and no
other garments. He was a short, thick
built negro, and wore an immense pair of
iron ear-rings, lie was followed by what
I suppposed to be the second headman, or
prime minister. This one had for bis cos
tume an old shirt which had only one
sleeve, and no sign of button to be seen
any where—n shirt that formerly must
have been white, but had nsver been wash
ed sinoe he got it, which was several years
before. This prime minister had nothing
else on. The third man, who of course
formed part of his Majesty’s suite had on
an old beaver hat, and nothing else. An
other that followed him had one of those
old-fashioned black neckties (ns tight as
the nsek itself, and attached with ftbackle)
which were worn some thirty years ago,
nud nothing else. How the duece did
that fellow get lhat cravat! I asked my
self. I learned that he had iuhetited it.
Tlion came a fellow who, by hook or by
crook, bad possession of an old pair of
shoes; how he got them I was unable to
fimf out. His father had perhaps left them
to biitL How steady, low grave they
looked, as they passed one after another
before me. These were tho leading men
of this Mbtebo village. They thought
themselves splendid and their people the
same. They looked at me and I looked at
them, and at last, with one voice, they
asked me to notice how handsome they
were, each at the same time, in one tvay
or another, making the most of what he
wore. 1 said they were very fine. —Paul
du Chaillu.
No Wonder.
A munaauau wty icoitulir exeeoti^gj
Henputi, KMHMtryfWiwffgfsll^y 1
der. In his hat speech on the gallows‘he
said: “My father was a church member
and so was my mother, but they never gave
uio any advice. They went to church ev
ery .Sunday, but they left their religion at
tho church. They never explained to us
tho doctrines of tho Bible. If the dying
testimony of that young man was true, it
not only explained his own sad history
but should be accepted as a solemn rebuke
by tbousauds of Christian parents in the
land. No wonder their religion becomes a
subject of mockery, when the child never
marks any evidence of their regard for its
solemn truths beyond bare profession. In
the church they profess to believo that their
children have, yet they utterly neglect
their salvation. If the force of this argu
ment, which our fallen nature so promptly
gi asps, is overcome by the efforts of the
minister, it is a wonderful affair. Were
the parents deliberately to concentrate all
their influence on tho mind of the child
to efface every good expression made upon
it, they could employ no means more ef
fectual than profoune indifference. With
what silent, yet mighty energy, is this
force being applied to tbo hearts of many
boys and girls in the land. Their parents
belong to the church, go to preaching on
Sunday—look solemn, and that i3 all.
The example of their week day lives
makes their children hypocrits or infidels
Better have a millstone fastened around
our necks and be cast into the sea, than to
have our children say when they die: My
parents belonged to the church, but were
never enough interested in my salvation
to speak to roe a word about my soul.—
Texas Christian Advocate.
Keeping Apples.—Mr. Pell, of Ulster
county, tbo celebrated ' exporter of apples
to Europe, recommends that apples, alter
hav ng been carefully band-picked in
baskets, should be laid on the floor by
hand, without pouring them from the
baskets, until they are twelve or eighteen
inches deep, and be left to dry and season
three weeks, and then being carefully
packed in clean dry barrels, they may bo
kept without rotting any reasonable length
of time, and safely sent to any part of
Europe or the W est Indies.
The dead have no beauty—neither i
there any spiritual loveliness in the unre
generate. True it is, some of them have
sweet natural qualities, and moral excellen
cies, which are engaging things; but these
are so many flowers, decking and aderning
a dead corpse.
t *fe'ffless the Farm.
< jK ■ —
—the dear old farm 1
God rood
Whore and sturdy arm
Cxn •efcET v |ej‘J'.Guest liv dihood;
Can front iifJfcSiuse but fertile soil
Win fcae‘ .y for toil l
God meadow, field and nook,
fairest flowers!
And ev«9r£* ffif thatV gently shook,
By avfiU jjjbreeze or morning showers—
God all 1 each leaf’s a gem
In Najnwa ifegeous diadem.
TLa in early Spring,
Blaah fragiant flowers,
And Autumn surely bring
Their fruit iu golden showers,
Like pet!Nf>BnaU\s on Aaron’s rod
A mil aiMjjgsn Nature’s God.
An<t n*ljless the farmer’s home,
and plenty reign !
No hapj«LM|pot ’neath heaven’s high dome
beauteous earth contain
ThamyjftiAmaeeure from care and st ife,
The his peaceful life.
ITn vestal tolls and tricks for gain,
He totjFvho fertile mould,
Then sc;|l ■ rs pn tho golden grain,
And regard a hundred fold ;
HedweLf where grace and beanty charm,
For Godhj A® blent his hope and farm.
f A Child's Faith.
■ 4
An ii'-lpigont and sparkling eyed boy
of tea sEtjftners srl, upon the steps of his
father's Swelling deeply absorbed with a
highly -aihellibhod and pernicious Look
calculate I to poison and deprave tie
young r.tlid. Hri father, approaching, at
ft glancf discovered the character of the
hood. ’AG eorge, what have you thoro !’’
The liftle fellow, looking up with aeon
fused nli'j; as though his young mind had
already tainted with tales of romance
and ficjßn, promptly gave tho name of
the wot* Ilis father gentlv remonstrated
and p( toted out the dangers of reading
such b.i&ks; aud, having some confidence
in the .effects of .early culture upon the
m:nd of hi. child, left him with the book
closed fy his side.
v moments the father discovered
ro_orn, and on
!j£PtßPPßw*^'" n ’t""
was MB*4 buroitjg the pernicious book.
“ My sun, what have you done ? ’
“ Burned llmt book, papa.”
“ How came you to do tliaf, George?”
“ Because, papa, I believed you knew
better than I what was for my good.”
“ But would it not have been better to
save the leaves for other purposes, rather
than destroy them.”
“Pa[ja, might not others have read and
been injured by them ?”
Here | was a threefold aet of faith—a
trust in lis father’s word, evincing love and
obedience, care for the good of others. If
this child exercised such faith in his earthly
parent, how much more should we like
little children, exercise a simple, true
heat ted, implicit faith in our heavenly
Father, oho has said, “He that believetb
and is baptized shall he saved !”
Do NOT Forget to I’ray.—A short
time sines, a little girl, about seven years
of age, went home from school, aud told
her mother that the teacher had found fault
with her several times during the day. .
“ Indeed 1” said the lady, “ I am sorry
to hear it, very sorry indeed. What could
you bethinking of to give yourtoacher so
muoli trouble!”
“Ma,” answered the child, sobbing, “I
could not help it. I did several things that
I should not have done ; and when she
found fault with mo the third time, I re
membered that I had forgot to say my
prayers this morning. So I asked to leave
the room ; and when I was all alone I felt
sorry, and said my prayers ; and then I
felt so different. I went back to my class
and did not do wroug any more.”
Children, do you pray to God to forgive
your sins, and help you to do right?
Whea you find it difficult to be good, and
are often found fault with, do you remem
ber that you have not sought help from
God tv ho loves you ? If you want to be
happj, and keep a good conscience, don’t
forget to pray. Ask God to help yon to
resistievil, and also to sot rightly, and you
will not often be found in fault with.
I am a full believer in imitive words :
Lot the sheep, J observe, ratber invert ac
ademical distinctions; the old one is B.A.
and the young oDe is M.A. In this they
imitate our babies, who can bring out
mamma before they are up to papa.
A little fellow was eatiDg some bread
and milk, when be turned round to his
mother and said, “Oh, mother, I’m full of
glory! There wa3 a sunbeam on my
pooD, and I swallowed it.”
A Child’s Thoughts.
i
And can it be that I,
A young and thoughtless child,
So full ot mirth and play—
So often rude and wild—
That Ia eonl possess,
Which must forever live ;
That Jesus died upon the cross,
This deathless soul to save !
The Bible telle me this is so—
A book which cannot lie ;
Then ’tie a fearful thing to live,
More fearlul still to die.
Lord, guide mo in the way es life. ‘
To me let grace be given,
To cleanse my thoughts from all that’s wrong
Aud fit iny eoal for heaven.
Then while I tread the narrow way,
And fix my hopes above.
I’ll urge poor sinners day by day
To seek a Saviour's love.
Died From Grief.— About three
weeks ago Jimmie Johnson, a lad some
sixteen years old, left Macon for Columbus,
in search of employment. He is represen
ted to us as a sprightly and active lad, and
left home lo make a support for himself
and mother. He failed to get work in Co
lumbus and sent word to his mother that
be would go on to Montgomery. Soon
after his departure which was a most griev
ous one to his mother, slio began to pine
languish, find when she heard that her son
was still out of work and still father away,
she began to siuk rapidly and actually
died from excessive grief, on Monday last.
Jimmie washeronly boy and around him
she had interwoven all those affectionate
tendrils, which alone reach themselves
forth from tho mothers heart. In separa
ting himself from her, Jimmie, unoon
sciously sundojed those .tendrils which
clung to him for life, and they withered
and died. Oh, the depth, purity and fond
ness and affection of a mother’s lovo. The
infinite plummet of God himself can alone
measure it.— Macon Telegraph.
Somebody wrote to Bagby, one of the
brightest wits of the Old Dominion, and
editor of tho native Virginian, as follows :
“By tho way what is to bocotno of the
u.iu» augUgantiemnn of Virgium, Worn to
cffluenco, with refmod taste-, bhl now be
rest of moans? I wish you would treat tbe
subject as you can so well in your paper.’
To which he makos pointed answer in
this wise: “There is hut one way to treat
“the subject. We know a young gentle
“tnan in whose veins the best blood of
“Virginia and South Carolina is mingled.
“He was a good soldier, for ho loves war
“aud hates farming. On tho hottest days
“in summer, we have seen him, hoe in his
“hand, sleeves rolled up, arras bare to the
“elbow, working like a steam engine from
“dawn until dark. This man, by pluck
“by industry, and by prudence will win
“back what his father won before hitn by
“means of the same qualities. Not the
“pride of race, but tho strength of blood,
‘‘which will make him a master again.
“Such a man will not be kept down, As
“for those Virginia ladies and gentlemen
“whe will not stoop to conquer, (that the
“fact alone throbs a doubt on the purity o
“their blood,) they will live and die mis
erably.”
On the ride to Hartford, General Grant
engaged iu Free conversation with those
of the party who from time to time talk
ed with him. At stations along—though
the hour was late —people were assembled
and cheered as the train passed. At Plain
field and Willmantic, where sops were
made for fuel, people shook hands with
the General through the car window, and
at the latter place were so excited about it
that one of his fingers was left grazed and
bleeling. At Vernon, where the train ar
rived past midnight, only a man and wo
man appeared, the latter being dotermiued
to enter the car, which she did with her
companion. Approaching the General
without any sort of formality, she some
what enthusiastically greeted him : “how
do you do, Mr. Grant; this is my husband
and passed on, causing considerable amuse
ment to the excursionists.
A French writer has propounded an
entirely uew theory of sound. He assures
us that the velocityof sound varies ncerd
ing to the following rates: Praises attain
a speed of 1500 metres (a metro is about 3
feet 3 inches per second; flattery is still
more rapief, 1800 per second ; good advice
only 15 metros, and bad advice 1250 metres
per second ; merited reproaches 20 metres;
slander which ie fleeter than the wind, is
2000 per second ; falsehood traveling with
same speed 2000; while truth and appeals
to charity only attain 2 mßtres each per
second.
VOL III—NO. 40.
A Tiiouqhf for Parents.—A pastor
suggests to the Congregationalist the fol
lowing plau for securing a more thorough
acquaintance with (be Bible :
Let every Christian household have an
exercise in repeating from the Bible morn
ing and evening. Bogin with tuePobild as
soon ns he can articulate, and carefully
making selections for him, follow it up
until the day he leaves home for school
or it may be for college. Sometimes
require a whole Psalm, or several connected
verses, half a chapter, as Rom. v. 1-12,
or even after a while, whole chapters
Learning a few verses at a time, repeating
them sometimes in concert, this becomes
practical and even quite easy. And not
only do you thus make a child very famil
iar, in a few years, with a large range of
Bible truth, but you give him two very
important habits, that will prove a life,
long benefit—let, the habit of storing the
miud with select portions of the word o
God, and 2d, tho habit of learning it,
oorreclly word for word. If you add to
the above exercise, the practice of analyz
ing portions of Scripture and repeating the
substance in your own words for an
occasional exercise, and the collation of
several passages explanatory of one another
or upon the same subject, and the repeti
tion of the best hymns, you will hare
complished the thing desired.
“We’ll All Meet Again in the
Morning.”—Such was the exclamation of
3 dying child, as the red rays of the sum
mer streamed through the casement:
“ Good bye, papa, good-bye 1 Mamma
has come for me to night. Don’t cry,
papa! we’ll all meet again in the morn
ing !”
It was as if an angel had spoken to that
father, and his heart grow lighter under
his burden, for something assured him that
his little one had gone to Him, who said,
“Suffer little children to come unto me,
for of such is tbe kingdom of heaven.”
There is something cheerful to all who
are in trouble in this: “ We’ll all meet
again in the morning.” It rouse3 up the
fainting boul like a trumpet blast, and
frightens away forever the dark shades
thronging the avenue of the outer life.
Clouds may gather upon onrpafh, disap
pointments gatboi' found us’Ttfce Sn atfny ■
with banners; but all this cannot destroy
the hope within, if we have the motto upon
our lips: “ All will be right in the morn
ing.”
If you were lo die tc-night, would it be
well with you in the morning ?
m * m
A Politician.—Colonel Watson, a
well known politician of Virginia, enjoyed
great personal popularity on account of
his affable mannors, and whenever he was
a candidate for office ran ahead of the
ticket. He generally spoke to everybody
he met, professing to know them. On
one occasion, during the last Presidential
campaign, he met a countryman, whom
he shook by tbe hand, and commenced :
“Why, how do you do, thir ? I am very
glad to thee you ; a fine day, thir; I thee
you thtill ride your fine old gray, thir.”
“No, Sir; this horse is one I borrowed
this morning.’’
“Oh I ah! well, tbir, how are the old
gentleman and lady!”
“My parents have been dead about
three years, Sir.’
“But how ith your wife, thir, and tho
children ?”
“I am an unraairied man, Sir.”
“Thure enough. Do you still live on
the old farm!”
“No, Sir; I have just arrived from Ohio
whefe I was born.”
“Well, thir, Iguethl don’t know you,
aflher all. Good-morning, thirl”
The New York Times says; “During
the past ten days failures to tbe extent of
about four million of dollars have occur
red in this city, among jobbing and com
mission houses in the dry good trade.
A lady in New York recently sent a re
quest to a friend to accompany ber to Grace
Church. Tho reply came back: “Sorry
but I’m dressed for St. Paul’s.”
Wo like to see a farmer increase the
growth of useful plant -and shrubs around
bis home, but do not like to see him use
ails, poles, and boards to propa-gate with
The distinguished Dr. F. W. Krumma
clier, court preacher, died in Potsdam,
Prussia, 72 years old. He had been in
the ministry 60 years.
Molanetbon says of Luther : “I have
often found him in tears praying for the
Church.”— Funeral Sermon, 1546.