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o AJStD GEORGIA JOTJR,]S3'A.L & M^ESSElNTGrER. ESTABLISHED 1826 MAGQN, TUESDAY, APRIL 18, 1871. r.loeraph and Messenger, one year §10 00 Sif months 5 00 1 00 toi-Weekly Telegraph and Messenger, I year. 4 00 Six months 2 00 vfimmoth Weekly Telegraph and Messen- 56 columns, 1 year 3 00 Six months 150 Pnvabla always in advance, and paper stopped when the money runs out, x nless renewed. rtvaoiso ARSANGEMENTS with j. w. burke & I CW ' CO.’s PUBLICATIONS. n . ; t_ Telegraph & Messenger and Farm wdHome — .$1100 Wwklv Telegraph and Messenger and Farm and Home 4 00 Kami-Weekly Telegraph and Messenger and Farm ® n< ^ Home 5 00 Southern Christian Advocate with Weekly 5 00 Burke’* Weekly 4 00 | For the Telegraph and Messenger. Iia-ftlax and Spectacles. Hit's nigh npon twenty year or more, (Which my old 'oman, Nancy, Sie sivd hit's bar’ly nineteen, shore. Bat ’/ knows women’s fancy 1) That my habit’s been, if its warm and dear, To set in my old split bottom cheer Oat tbar on the front pyazer, near Them large plumgranite bushes. leet’s thar tow’rds tbo cool o’ the day, To read myweekly paper, And I bears the hens a cluckin’ away Aod the pigs agin the scraper. And I sees the eun go down the sky, And I hopes, bein’ old, that I may die As bold as the snn. surrounded by Them bright and heavenly blushes. I sot thar some few days ago, A-readin’ and a-noddin’. And here como neighbor Jeema Mnnro, A-croaa the field a-ploddin’. And “Well!” says he, “did y’ oversee Sicb (loins’, gracious goodness me, As them Ku-Klux is eaid to bo Eternally a-doin’ ? “ Why, here," says he, “’s a paper, sent To me from Pennsylvany; Jest look ! Hit says the Ku-Klux went, That night that was so rainy, And they tnck np a poor old colored man And carved him and jin ted him; made him stan' On his bead and eat np hisself, then ran A-howlin’ and lrallybalooin’!” Sow Jeema Mnnro liaint lived here long, For he's a thrivin' Yankee That bought some land from me for a song. When tilings were crioky-cranky Just after the war, and then piled in, And the way he worked, O, lnt was a sin, And spite of his Yankeeness he has bin A first-rate, honest neighbor. lies. sir. a first-rate man is Jeems, Whichever way you strike him, And I wish these Georgy bills and streams Had a million more just like him. But Jeems has hie faults,as most men them, And one of ’em is that ho kinnot learn That all o’ them Kn Klnx lies he's heam Is fools’ and rascals’ labor. And so I says, “Now Jeems Mnnro, Yon air a man of gumption. Yon know that two and two makes fo\ And jou ain’t much on presumption; And now that you’ve lived in Bibb four year, Did yon ever see, or feel, or bear, Or taste, or smell, or think yon was near A Ku-Kluxiu’ assassin ?" “ Can’t say I hev,” says Jeems. “Well now,” Saya 1, “Old Snmner’s thundered And shack the land, a-1 ay in’ how Yonr folks and Grant baa blundered. I've just bin a-readin’the old man’s speech, Wbar be says that far on the sandy beach Of Santo Domingo wnss Kn-Klnxea screech, Grate large ones, far, far surpasain’ The Southern breed: but that ain’t shucks; He says that Grant’s flier leader. That Grant hisselfs a old he Ku-Klux, A reg’lar Kn-Klnx breeder 1 “ I’ll read yon,” says I, “bnt whar’s my epex? 1 thought that I laid ’em right thar, jest nex To that newspaper — Nancy, whar air my spex?” And I fombled and grambled horrid. Bat presently I looked at Jeems, His jaws was fa’rly breakin’ And Nancy nigh bad bnst her scams, So hard her sides was shakin’. And they both set tbar and laughed at me ’Twell wife pnt her arms f uU tenderlee ’Round my neck, and says “ Thar, old man, they be, Atop o’ yonr own old forxid!" Bat .Teems laughed on, a good long while, ’Twell finally he spluttered, “ Well, well, I swan, I’ve hed a smile!” And then, agin bo stuttered. Bnt at last he says, “I’ve seed a sight Which it makes mo b’leevo that Snmner’s right, And that Grant's like yon, so foil o’ spite A-fumblin* and a-grantin’ To find ont whar the Kn-Klnx teas, (As yon yonr old epectickles) Twell he got hisself in ench a buzz And sich a muddle o’ pickles. That he clean forgot (what Nancy see) To feel of hisself right keerfnllee, Far perhaps he’d a found that hisself might be The identickel thing he was hnntin!” S. L. Jealonx. BX KESTEB A. BENEDICT. I. If I should loan across the jasper-wall, With heaven’s own lilies on my bosom now, And, white and radiant, let my kisses fall Through voicefnl calms npon thine earthly brow; If my low crieB should roach yon from the sky, With moans for tonebea of tby kingly palm; Say 1 would yon know how wholly true am I That kneel beside theo now so still and calm? n. Or. if before yon I should stand to-day Whero seraphim are standing fair and sweet, And 1 witb my breath npon yonr eyelids—say: “ The way was long and lonely for my feet What time I walked without yon 1” would you read The secret of my secret eonl aright— As lie has read, who gladly giveth meed Of tenderest love to lives of little light ? in. I dare bolieve it! To my wounded heart I take this consolation; when at last Tbs tidal-waves that diifted ns apart For aye on earthly seas, have kindly cast Us safe on Heaven’s own ehoreland, yon will know How much yon wronged tho soul that keepeth white And clean its raiment for thy sake! And so, Until that dear day dawnctb, sweet, “Good * night.” Philadelphia. [Golden Age, A S300.000 Conflagration.—Albany,. N,. Y April 7.—Ono of the most extensive conflagra tions occurring in this city took place this morn ing, and destroyed the large printing houso of Weed, Parsons & Co., and nearly an entire block of small boilings. The total los3 will reach $300,000. By tho fire this morning over 300 people were thrown out of employment. The Ann of "Weed, Parsons & Co. sustained a loss of §350,000 above their insurance, which amounts to §100,- 000. The other losses are reported at nearly $100,000. The remains of the unknown man were found this morning in the rains. The Kentucky Register says that a colored tain residing near KirkviUe, Madison county, was taken from his house on the night of the 22d nit., by a gang of ruffians, who beat him unmercifully, telling him that they did so be cause had voted a Democratic ticket. The bridge across tho Niagara river at Bnf- falo is Boon to be begun. The means to build it have been obtained, and it is expected that it will be finished and in use in the course of the Year 1872. Cattain Hait, announces that ho will take no *at men on his Arctic expedition, they being less able than lean ones to stand tho cold. •jouiba Muhlbach has just laid tho one hun- at »d and first volume of her novels before the reading public of Germany. fathead Indians are anxious to have Pol °t thCir tribe a PP ointe< * a cadet at West BX FATHER EVAN. A baby played with tho surplice sleeve Of a gentle Priest—while in accents low The sponsor mnmrared the grand “I believe,” And the Priest bade the mystic waters flow “In the name of tho Father, of the 8od, And of the Holy Spirit”—Three in One. Spotless as a lily’s leaf I Whiter than the Christmas enow! Not a shade of sin or grief— And tne Babe laughed sweet and low. A smile flitted over the Baby’s face Or was it the gleam of its angel’s wing Just passing then ? and leaving a trace Of its presence, as it soared to sing A hymn, when words and waters win To grace and life a child of sin ? Not an ontward sign or token That the child was saved from woe— Bnt the bonds of sin were broken, And the Babe laughed sweet and low. A cloud rose np to the Mother’s eyes— And ont of the clond grief’s rain fell fast; Came the Baby’s smileB and tho Mother's sighs Ont of the Fntnre, or tho Past? Ah! gleam and gloom must ever meet, And gall must minglo with tho sweet! Yea 1 npon her Baby’s laughter Trickled tears—’tis always so— Mothers droad the dark Hereafter— Bnt her Babe laughed sweet and low. And the years, like waves’ broke on tho shore Of the Mother's heart, and her Baby’s life— Bnt her lone heart drifted away before Her little boy knew an hour of strife! Drifted away on a Summer eve Ere the orphaned boy knew how to grieve. Her humble grave was gently made Whero roses bloomed in Summer’s glow; Tho wild birds sang where her heart was laid, And her Boy—laughed sweet and low. He floated away from his Mother’s gravo, Like a fragile flower on a bright stream’s tide 1 Till ho heard the moan of the mighty wave That wolcomcd tbo stream to tbo ocean wido! Ont from the shore and over the deep, He sailed away—and he learned to weep ? Farrowed grew the face, once fair— Under storms of human woe; Silver gray the bright, brown hair; And ho wailed so sad and low. And years swept on, as erst they swept; Bright wavelets once—wild billows now; Wherever he sailed—ho ever wept And a clond hung o’er his brow, Over the deep and into tbo dark, Bnt no one knew where sank his bark. Wild roses watched the Mother’s tomb, The world still laughed—’tis ever so; God only know the Baby’s doom That langhed so sweet and low 1 HIGH WATCS MARK. A Thrilling Adventnrc on Dedlow Harsh. BY BEET HAUTE. • Let me recall a story which never failed to re cur to my mind in my long gunning excursions upon Dedlow Marsh. Although the event waf briefly recorded in the county paper, I had the story, in all its eloquent detail, from tho lips of the principal actor. I cannot hope to catch tho varying emphasis and peculiar coloring of fem inine delineation, for my narrator was a woman; bnt I’ll try to givo at least its substance. She lived midway of the great slough'of Dod- low Marsh and a good-sized river, which de bouched four miles beyond into an estnary formed by the Pacific Ocean, on the long sandy peninsula which constituted tho northwestern boundary of a noble bay. The house in which she lived was a small frame cabin raised from the marsh a few feet by stont piles, and was three miles distant from the settlements npon theriver. Her hnsband was alogger—a profitable business in a country where the principal occu pation was the manufacture of lumber. It was the season of early spring, when her hnsband left on the ebb of a high tide, with a raft of logs for the nsnal transportation to the lower end of the bay. A3 she stood by the door of the little cabin when the voyagers de parted she noticed a cold look in the &>ntheast- ern sky, and she remembered hearing her hns band say to his companions that they must en deavor to complete their voyage before the coming of the southwesterly gale which he saw brewing. And that nlght'it began to’storm and blow harder than she had ever before experi enced, and some great trees fell in the forest by the river, and the house rocked like her ba by’s cradle. Bnt however the storm might roar about the little cabin, she knew that one she trusted had driven bolt and bar with his own strong hand, and that bad ho feared for her he wonld not have left her. This, and her domestic duties, and tho care of her little Bickly baby, helped to keep her mind from dwelling on the weather, except, of course, to hope that he was safely harbored with tho logs at Utopia in the dreary distance. Bnt she noticed that day, when she went ont to feed the chickens and look after the cow, that the tide was np to tho little fence of their garden patch, and the roar of the surf on the sonth beach, though miles away, she could hear distinctly. And she began to think that she wonld liko to have some one to talk with about matters, and she believed that if it had not been eo far and so stormy, and the trail so impassable, she would have taken the baby and have gone over to Hackman’s, her nearest neighbor. Bnt then, yon see, he might have returned in the storm, all wet, with no one to see to him; and it was a long exposure for baby, who was cronpy and ailing. Bnt that night, she never could tell why, she didn’t feel like sleeping or even lying down. The storm had somewhat abated, bnt she still “sat and sat,” and even tried to read. I don’t know whether it was a Bible or some profane magazine that this poor woman read, bnt most probably the latter, for tho words all ran to gether and made snch sad nonsense that she was forced at last to put tho book down and turn to that dearer volume whioh lay before her in the cradle, with its white initial leaf as yet unsoiled, and try to look forward to its myste rious fntnre. And rocking the cradle, she thought of every thing and every body, bnt still was wide awake as ever. It was nearly twelve o’clock when she at last laid down in her clothes. How long she slept she could not remember, bnt she awoke with a dreadful choking in her throat, and found her self standing, trembling all over, in the middle of the room, with her baby clasped to her breast and she was “saying something.” The baby cried and sobbed, and she walked np and down trying to hash it, when she heard a scratching at the door. She opened it feaxfally, and was glad to see it was only old Pete, their dog, who crawled, dripping with water, into the room. She wonld like to have looked ont, not in the faint hope of her husband’s coming, bnt to see how things looked; bnt the wind shook the door so savagely that she conld hardly hold it. Then she sat down a little while, and then walked up and down a little while, and then she lay down again a little while. Lying close by the wall of tne little cabin, she thought she heard once or twice something scrape slowly against the clap boards, like the scraping of branches. Then there was a little gurgling sound, “like the baby made when it was swallowing;” then something went “click-click” and “cluck-clnok,” so that she sat np in bed. When she did so sho was attracted by something else that seemed dop ing from the back door towards the center of tho room. It wasn’t much wider than her little finger, but soon it swelled to the width of her band, and began to spread all over the floor. It W£ls water. She ran to the front door and threw it wide open, and saw nothing but water. She ran to tho back door and threw it open, and saw noth ing bnt water. She ran to the side window, and throwing that open, she saw nothing but water. Then she remembered hearing her hus band once say there was no danger in the tide, for that fell regularly, and people conld calcu late on it; and that he would rather live on the bay than tho river, whose banks might overflow at any time. Bnt was it the tide ? So she ran again to the back door and threw ont a stick of wood. It drifted away towards the bay. Sho scooped np some water and pnt it eagetly to her lips. It was fresh and sweet. It was the nver, and not the tide! It was then—O, God be praised for his good ness 1 she did neither faint nor fall; it was then—blessed be the Savior, for it was IBs mer ciful hand that touched and strengthened her in this awful moment—that fear dropped from her like a garment, and her trembling ceased. It was then and thereafter that sho never lost her self-command, through all the trials of that gloomy night She drew the bedstead toward the middle of the room, and placed a table npon it and on that she pnt the cradle. The water on the floor was already over her ankles, and the house once or twice moved so perceptibly, and seemed to be racked so, that the closet doors all flew open. Then she heard the same rasping and thumping against the wall, and, looking ont saw that a large uprooted tree, which had lain near the roadat the upper end of the pasture, had floated down to the house. Lnckily, its long roots dragged in the soil and kept it from moving as rapidly as the current, for had it struck the house in its full career, even the strong nails and bolts in the piles conld not have withstood tho shock. The hound had leaped npon its knotty surface, and cronched near tho roots shivering and whining. A ray of hope flashed across her mind. Sho drew a heavy blanket from the bed, and wrapping it abont the babe, waded in tho deepening waters to the door. As the tree swung again, broadside on, making tho little cabin creak and tremble, she leaped on to its trank. By God’s mercy she succeeded in obtaining a footing on its slippery surface, and, twining on arm abont its roots, she held in the other her moaning child. Then something cracked near the front porch, and the whole front of the house she had just quitted fell for ward—jost as cattle fall on their knees before they lie down—and at the same moment the great redwood tree swung round and drifted away with its living cargo into the black night. For all the excitement and danger, for all her soothing of her crying babe, for all the whistling of tho wind, for all the uncertainty of her situ ation, she still turned to look at the deserted and water-swept cabin. She remembered even then, and she wonders how foolish she was to think of it at that time, that she wished she had pnt on another dress and the baby’s best clothes; and she kept praying that the honse wonld bo spared so that ho, when be returned, wonld have something to come to, and it wouldn’t be quite so desolate, and—how conld he ever know what had become of her and her baby ? And at the thought she grew sick and faint. Bnt sho bad something else to do besides worrying, for whenever the loDg roots of her ark struck an obstacle, tho whole trank made half a revolu tion, and twice dipped her in the black water. Tbo hound, who kept distracting her by running np and down the tree and howling, at lost fell off at one of these collisions. Ho swam for some time beside her, and she tried to get the poor beast npon the tree, bnt he “acted silly” and wild, and at last she lost sight of him for ever. Then she and her babe were left alone. The light which had homed for a few minutes in the deserted cabin was ’quenched suddenly. She conld not thenteH whither she was drifting. The outline of the white dnnes on the penin sula showed dimly ahead, and sho judged the tree was moving in a line with the river. It must be abont slack water, and she had probably reachod the eddy formed by the continence of the tide and the overflowing waters of the river. Unless the tide fell soon there was present dan ger of her drifting to its channel, and being carried ont to sea or crushed in the floating drift. That peril averted, if she were carried ont on the ebb toward the bay, sho might hope to strike one of the wooded promontories of the peninsula, and rest till daylight. Sometimes sho thought she heard voices and shonts from the river, and the bellowing of cattle and bleat ing of sheep. Then again it was only the ring ing in her eaTS and throbbing of her heart. She found at abont this time that she was so chilled and stiffened in her cramped position that she conld scarcely move, and the baby cried so when she pnt it to her breast that she noticed the milk refused to flow; and she was so frightened at that, that she put her head un der her shawl, and for the first timo cried bit terly. When sho raised her head again, the boom of the' snrf was behind her, and she knew that her ark had again swung round. She dipped up the water to cool her parched throat, and found that it was salt as her tears. There was a relief, though, for by this sign she knew that she was drifting with the tide. It was then the wind went down, and the great and awfnl silence oppressed her. There was scarcely a ripple against the farrowed sides of the great trnnk on which she rested, and aronnd her was all black gloom and quiet. She spoke to the baby jnst to bear herself speak, and to know that she had not lost lur voice. She thought then—it was queer, but she conld not help thinking it— how awful must have been tho night when the great ship swung over the Asiatio peak, and the sounds of creation were blotted ont from the world. She thought, too, of mariners clinging to spars, and of poor women who were lashed to rafts, and beaten to death by tho crnel sea. She trie d to thank God that she was thus spared, and lifted her eyes from the baby who had fallen into a fretful sleep. Suddenly, away to the southward, a great light lifted itself ont of the gloom,- and flashed and flickered, and flickered and flashed again. Her heart flattered qniokly against the baby’s cold cheek. It was the light house at the entrance of the bay. As she was yet wondering, the tree snddenly rolled a little, dragged a little, and then seemed to lie qniet and stilL She pnt ont her hand and tho enrrent gargled against it. The tree was aground, and, by the position of the light and the noise of the snrf, aground npon (he Dedlow Marsh. Had it not been for her baby, who was ailing and cronpy, had it not been for the sadden dry ing up of that sensitive fountain, she would have felt safe and relieved. Perhaps it. was this which tended to make all her impressions mournful and gloomy. As the tide rapidly fell, a great flock of black brent flattered by her, screaming and crying. Then, the plover flew np and piped mournfully, as they wheeled around the trank, and at last fearlessly lit upon it like a gray cloud. Then the heron flew over and aronnd her, shrieking and protesting, and at last dropped its gaunt legs only a few yards from her. Bat, strangest of all, a pretty white bird, larger than a dove—like a pelican, bnt not a pelican—oircled aronnd and aronnd her. At last it lit npon a rootlet of the tree, quite over her shoulder. She pnt ont her band and stroked its beautiful white neck, and it never appeared to move. It stayed there so long that she thought she wonld lift np the baby to see it, and try to attract her attention. Bnt when she did so, the child was so chilled and cold, and had snch a bine look npon the little lashes, ‘ which it didn’t raise at all, that she screamed aloud, and the bird flew away, and she fainted. Well, that was the worst of it, and perhaps it was not so much, after all, to any one bnt her self. For when she recovered her senses it was bright sunlight, and dead low water. There was a confused noise of guttural voices abont her, and an old squaw, singing an Indian “hushaby,” and rocking herself from side to side, before a fire built on the marsh, before which she, the recovered wife and mother, lay weak and weary. Her first thought was for her baby, and she was abont to speak, when a young squaw, who must have been a mother herself, fathomed her thought and brought her the “ mowitch,” pale but living, in sneh a queer little willow cradle all bound np, just like squaw’s own yonng one, that she langhed and cried together, and the young and the old squaw showed their big white teeth and glinted their black eyes and said, “Plenty get well, skeena mowitch; waggee man come plenty soon,”and she conld have kissed their brown faces in her joy. And then she found that they had been gathering berries on the marsh in their queer, comical baskets, and saw the skirt of her gown fluttering on the tree from afar, and the old squaw couldn’t resist the temptation of procu- ; ring a new garment, and came down and dis covered the “wagee” woman and child. And of course she gave the garment to the old squaw, as you may imagine, and when he came at last and rushed up to her, looking abont ten years older in bis anxiety, she felt so faint again that they had to carry her to the canoe. For, you see, he knew nothing abont the flood until he met the Indians at Utopia, and knew by the signs that the poor woman was his wife. And at the next high tide he towed the tree away back home, althonghit wasn’t worth the trouble, and bnilt another honse, using the old tree for the foundation and props, and called it after her, “Mary Ark!” Bat you may guess the next honse was bnilt above high.water mark. And that’s all. Not much, perhaps, considering the malevo lent capacity of tho Dedlow Marsh. Bnt you may tramp over it at low water, or paddle over it at high tide, or get lost npon it once or twioe in the fog, as I have, to understand properly Mary’s adventure, or to appreciate duly the blessings of living beyond high-water mark. [From the Newbem Journal of Commerce. Colton and Cotton Boll PIcRer—Pat ent Issued Biarch 38,1871, to Blsjor John Hughes, ofJSenbero, N. C. This machine is not what is strictly denomi nated a “cotton picker.” Man’s ingenuity will and has expended itself in vain, in endeavoring to get np such a device, for until human intel ligence can be imparted to machinery, cotton per sc can never be picked by it, for the simple reason, that the bolls open unevenly and at different times, hence it is necessary that dis crimination must be use in picking it, the ripe and open bolls most be selected and the unripe ones left, and this can only be done by a power governed and controlled by reason and intelli gence. This new invention contemplates immense saving in labor and material in the cultivation of cotton—it looks to the gathering at one time of tho entire crop like all other crops, it looks to remedying the great and growing want of the age, viz: the scarcity and expensiveness of labor. The plan proposed is this: to allow all the cotton or as much thereof as cannot be conve niently and economically picked by hand be fore that time, to remain on the stalk until the frost strikes it—then the machine is to be placed at once in the field and everything, open cotton and cotton bolls, both large and small, will be at once gathered and carried to the gin-house, when by another machine invented by the same party, all the unopened boll3 will be at once opened and the cotton picked from them, as well as the already opened bolls. In this way all tbe expense of band picking will be saved and tbe entire crop wiH be secured, whereas now tho picking of that which opens by sun or frost, is exceedingly costly and very irksome to the planter, besides which from one-fif th to one- third of the entire crop is lost by reason of many of the bolls never opening at all. • It may not be generally known, bnt it is nev ertheless trae, that every boll, no matter how green or small, even if no larger than a marble, has good cotton in it, and by this process all this is saved. Besides this Ml the cotton boll hulls will thus be saved at the gin honse where they can readily be utilized for manure. Tbe principal features of this valuable inven tion are as follows: In front of a wagon tho body of which is lower behind than in front, are arraigned two stationary horizontal cylinders, npon at tho top with inclined planes tending to a common centre, abont these revolve cases npon which are arranged rows of carved teeth or combs, those teeth engage the limbs or branches of the cotton plant and strip from it all the bolls, these are carried np to the top of the open cylinders into which they drop upon the inclined planes, from which they pass in a oondnit into the body of the wagon. A3 soon as the wagon is fall they ore transferred to an other and carried at once to shelter. The rev olution of the frame containing the teeth is pro duced by gearing attached to the wheels of the the wagon and i3 in reverse direction to the movements of the wheels. The machine above described is intended to pick two rows of cotton at the same time and it is estimated that it will pick six acres or more per day. If it fulfills what it promises it will make the Southern planters comparatively in dependent on the labor question, and pnt mil lions ot additional dollars into their pockets an nually. DODGING THE REVENUE. Bow nil Inquisitorial Tax Developes the Imitative ventns or the Country—The Ro mance of Crime. The fact that revenue stamps, mostly of large denominations, have for a year or so, being “cleaned" after being cancelled by the brokers and mercantile men who use them, has been well known to the government authorities. Bnt the operators, who cleaned ont the cancelling by means of acids and chemicals conld not be con victed, for the reason that if fonnd selling the stamps they stated that they were under the im pression that tho stamps were genuine, and wonld say they obtained them from some one else. Colonel 'Whitely, of the Secret Service, beard that a yonng man named Miller was sell ing revenue stamps among the Wall street brokers at a discount of ten per oent., and came to tbe conclusion that the stamps thus sold were cleaned. By a rase, Miller was induced to sell one stamp of §30 to a secret service officer for §40, and made an appointment to sell another one yesterday. The stamp, when examined, was found to have been cleaned, and when Mil ler came to sell the other stamp yesterday he was arrested. The secret service officers then arrested Charles B. Scribner, and looked them np in Police Headquarters. Charles H. Scribner is 24 years of age, and a very gentlemanly young fellow. He was said to be the prime mover in tbe affair, and in his residence was found a valise containing “cleaned” and cancelled rev enue stamps, principally §50 ones, amounting in all to abont §12,000. Scribner made a state ment, in whioh he said that five years ago he was in the insurance business, and left it after a oouple of yearn’ experience. He then became a cleik in a broker’s office, at No. 15 New street, and while there another yonng man, with whom he was slightly intimate, told him of an easy way to make money by taking ont tbe cancell ing of the .revenue stamps by means of chloride of soda. Scribner then went to No. 18 New street, and from there to a broker’s office at 2S Broad street. While he was there he married a beautiful girl from Massachusetts. On leaving 26 Broad street, destitute of money, and having to sapport his wife, he fonnd himself unable to get work, and as a last resource set to “clean ing” revenue stamps. Daring the last year he sold over §1,000 worth of “cleaned” Btamps. He became acquainted with Miller, who is the son of a formerly wealthy planter in Sonth Carolina, who lost his property daring tho war. He and Miller cleaned the stamps in Scribner’s residence, and of late Miller sold them among the brokers. In regard to the sale of these “cleaned” stamps Miller stated that nearly all the stamps now nsed in Wall street on stock tickets are cleaned. The prisoners will be taken before an United States Commissioner to-day. — World. m[ The Beal Ku-klnxes. The New York Snn, of Saturday, says: Tbe real Kn-klnxcs wbo ought to be put down by national legislation are not the ruffians, real or imaginary, whose exploits are made so much of, bnt tbe living, flesh and blood scoundrels in offioial station, who are doing their best to im poverish and destroy the whole fabric of society in the Sonth. Since the close of the war every Southern Stato has been cursed with a swarm of adven- tnrers from the North, who, having failed to gain a living at homo by either honest or dishon est labor, and having no reputation except a bad one to leave behind them, have sought this new and untried field wherein to retrieve their for tunes. Somo had been hangers on in the wake of onr armies, bnt more prudently waited till all the fighting was over, and then descended on their prey. Taking advantage of the dis franchisement of the native-born citizens, or availing themselves of Federal patronage, they hive foisted themselves into plaoes of power and profit, which they have fearfully abused, to their own advantage and the nun of their helpless victims. ‘ . The Beautiful World. A charming child’s poem npon the world is brief enongh to be given without abridgement: “Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful world, With the wonderful water round yon cnrled, And the wonderful grass npon your breast, World, yon are beautifully drest. “The wonderful air is over mo. And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree, It walks on the water and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the top of the hills. “Yon, friendly Earth 1 how far do yon go With the wheat-field^that nod and the rivers that flow. With cities and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people npon yon for thousands of miles ? “Ah, yon are so great, and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all; And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, A whisper inside me seemed to say, ‘You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot. Yon can love and think, and the Earth cannot 1’ ” THE CURSE OF MILLIONS. Aator Hoarding Against a Rainy Day- Rich Men Committing: Suicide. New Yoik Correspondence of Boch&ster Democrat.] It is very hard for mankind to believe that wealth, unimproved, brings misery; bnt that such is the fact is occasionally made manifest in a most fearfnl manner. We have a few rich men who are as happy as money can make them, and the reason of this is simply that they are shar ing that wealth with objects of benevolenoe. These men are William E. Dodge, A. B. Wet- more, James Lenox, Peter Cooper, and others, who have learned that this is the only way in which they can eliminate from wealth its other wise inevitable curse. With these exceptions, the richest men in this city are intensely miser able. This can be proved by those who are in greatest intimacy with them. For instance, the writer knows from the best authority that John Jacob Astor was haunted by fears of poverty during tbe latter part of bis life to a painful degree, and be also knows that this is a very common curse endured by onr rich men. Wil liam B. Astor, with an estate of thirty millions, is industriously engaged in scraping together his loose change, and thus trying to provide against a rainy day. A few years ago ono of the founders of the banking house of Prime, Ward & King com mitted snicide at his country seat at Asteria. Ho was a retired man of large wealth, and had every means of making life desirable, bnt the misery of unemployed money and abilities which should have been devoted to philanthro py, drove him to self destruction. The same statement applies to the late Charles M. Leupp. He had made a great fortune in the leather business and lived np town in sumptuous style, possessing, among other distinctions, one of the finest picture galleries in the city. Yet this man finished his course with snioide, while in the fullness of manhood and possessed of ability which should have given him a distinction higher than that of mere wealth. Previons to this, one of the heaviest business men in Exchange place suddenly arrested the course of a lucrative business by a similar use of his razor. Another capitalist threw himself beneath the wheels of a locomotive, while Dan Aukon, the butter merchant, and David Rea both used the razor. Soarcely has the latter been buried, when a similar instance occurs in the suburbs of Brooklyn. Here an opulent mar ket gardener and land speculator named Dit- mars Daryea has jnst committed snicide by ta king laudanum, leaving an estate worth $175,- 000. Of coarse he had a reason for doing this. His wife had died some time previously, and had bequeathed her estate, the value of which was $7,000, to other parties than himself. Be ing thu3 neglected, he had no resort bnt death, in which he buried his troubles. Seven thousand dollars wonld not be gener ally considered an inducement to commit snl cide; and yet I have known a rich man of this city to be distressed by the loss of §500 that he finished the matter by hanging himself. Bnt, at any rate, seven thousand was a fatal sum to Ditmars Daryea. Its loss was so great a clond that it obscured the glory of those possesions which were twenty times as great, and the re sult is a bottle of laudanum and a coroner’s inqnest. It may be inferred that these exam ples indicate what a widespread disposition to wards snicide exists among rich men, for where one commits the fatal act there must be many wbo are tempted, bnt refrain. It is well known that many of this class cany poison in their pockets, and are ready at any moment when the temptation becomes triumphant to swallow their fatal do3e. I know several snccessfnl business men wbo have given snch threatening signs of conduct that their friends are obliged to watch them for fear that they may end in jnst snch a tragedy. The Perils of Circumstantial Evi dence. Front the Cleveland Herald] A remarkable case, showing the danger ot trusting inplicitlyto circumstantial evidence, has just been concluded in Toledo. Nearly three years ago Robert Sharp was fonnd dead, with shot and sings in hia brain. A man named Harrington, who had been on intimate terms with the deceased, was arrested forthe murder. The testimony was wholly circumstantial, bnt so skillfully “worked np” by the detectives that Harrington was oonvicted and sent to the peni tentiary. His lawyers had become interested in the case, and although Harrington was a poor man, they determined to fight his oaose to the end. After a long and arduous straggle through the District and Supreme Courts an order for a new trial was obtained, and that trial has jnst closed. The main points in the evidenoe on which he was convicted were the apparent correspondence of the shot in the body of the dead man with that in the shot-bag belonging to Harrington; the correspondence of pieoes of newspaper found near the scene of the supposed murder, and assumed to be part of the gnn-wadding, with a tom paper in Harrington’s residence and a piece in his vest pocket; and that the motive for the murder was to be found in the alleged fact of Sharp having come to Toledo with seven hundred dollars of money, whioh Harrington knew, and that no one else was so intimate with Sharp. On the second trial it was rendered donbtfnl whether there was a similar ity in the shot. It was clearly proven that the pieces of paper alleged to have been picked up at the scene of the murder were not there at the time of the finding of the body, nor for a day or two afterwards, and the inference was una voidable that they were pnt thereby the detect ives to aid them in “ working np” the case againBt Harrington. It was further proven that Sharp was destitute when he arrived in Toledo, and that Harrington was doing his best to aid him in procuring employment To crown all, an alibi was clearly and satisfactorily proven- Harrington was deolared innocent, and th« J nr 7 voluntarily gave him a letter, signed by ovary member, repeating in emphatio terms their be lief of his entire innocence ot any knowledge of the supposed murder, and bearing testimony to his uniform good cb*raoter. The publio senti ment unanimously ooinoided with the verdict. The former employer of Harrington immedi ately took him back into his service. ' Hebe is a conundrum for the Sorosisters: “S’posing that—a—now Olive Logan, Cr in stance, should be made President of this great and glorious country, bequeathed to ns by noble sires, and all that, she’d be President Logan, wouldn’t sho? Well, now, s’posing she was to marry, say a man by tbo name of—of Perkins, f’r instance, would sho be President Logan or President Perkins ?” Sealed answers may be gent in at any time before the morning of the woman’s rights millennium. A Boston man advertises “Hair Tea.” Hair goes first-rate in boardinghouse hash, and there is no good reason why it won’t work in' tea. But it must be blonde hair, or the tea will be black tea.—Hew York democrat. ■ i '• A man, woman, eight ohilden, and two bears occupy two small rooms in Portland, Oregon. Foreign Notes. fbebabed for the telegraph and messenger] Anarchy in Paris is growing greater from day to day; fortunately the insurrection seems to be drawing to a close, as the troops of the Gov ernment are steadily gaining ground. Should the suppression of the mob be still tnuoh de layed, the Germans may, probably, be induced to aid in restoring order. The events of the last few weeks show oonolusively that Napoleon thoroughly understood his oountrymen and treated them according to their merits. Self- government in France having again proved so signal a failure, we would not be surprised by an early restoration of Napoleon, who is stiil powerfully supported by the agricultural popu lation and the clerical element. France withia the last seventy years has undergone so many changes that we almost pause to ask, “Are the Latin races really degenerating?" One step farther and Franoe will present the sad specta cle of the Latin Sonth American Republics which are in a chronio state of revolutionary warfare. The special correspondent of the London Times in Paris has published a few additional particulars concerning the execution of Generals Thomas and Lecomte by the committee of rev olution. Thomas, having learned that his ad jutant had fallen into the hands of the insur gents, conoluded to make a walk through the city to ascertain his fate. As a measure of pre caution he adopted a civilian’s dress. When the General had arrived in the Place Pigalle, an insurgent, a brutal looking fellow, recognized him by bis fall white beard. Approaching Thomas he inquired: “Are yon Gen. Clement Thomas?” “No,” was the first reply of the General. “I do not think I am mistaken,” the insurgent continued, “I recognize you by your white beard.” “Well, suppose I am Thomas,” the General replied, “what would it matter? Have I not at all times done my duty ?” “You are a villain and a traitor,” cried the insurgent, grasping the aged General by the collar of his coat. Several other ruffians were soon on the spot and dragged Thomas to the Rue des Hos iers, where the Central Committee, being in session, condemned him to be shot. At 6 o’clock at night, one hour after his arrest, he was led bn .?j nes f’. ® 6T - J- H- McHan and Dr. A . L. t. tt! g.rf« b„ .decs™. oAh. National ’S»’22«S “S Guards. During the whole time the General had never lost his self-possession. He faced his murderers with a proud military mien, holding his hat in his hand. Instead of a simultaneous discharge, as is the general custom on snch oc casions, the soldiers fired singly one by one. Each ballet hit its victim, bnt the General con tinued erect and immobile, until the fifteenth bullet, entering the head below the right eye, struck him down. Gen. Lecomte was soon after this infamous assassination brought to the gar den. He was very pale, and, with his hand9 crossed on his breast, murmured some feeble words of protestation. The honor ot fusillad ing Lecomte had devolved npon the 88th regi ment of the line. “Yonr hour is come,” cried the soldiers, “yon have given orders to fire npon the people!’’ A moment later the General was a corpse. Amadeo opened the session of the Spanish Cortes in person. In his speech from the throne he expressed an ardent hope for the pa cification of Cuba, and a strong desire for the resumption of relations with the Holy See. Among many reforms he recommended, the King especially mentioned the finances of the country. Tho speech was repeatedly inter rupted by the cheers of the Cortes. The Journal de Bordeaux reports that the Dnke of Montpensier will not retnrn to France, bnt continue in Spain aB the head of a political party. As the youngest son of Louis Phillippe he was, like all the Orleans and Bourbons, banished from France daring Napoleon’s reign. There is little news from Italy. The Florence press is again discussing the question of remov ing the remains of Dante from Ravenna to that city, where his memory is honored by splen did monuments. It is proposed to deposit his ashes in the church of Santa Croce. Even Garibaldi seems to be disgusted with Frenoh republicanism. He will not set foot again on French soil, nor will his sons Bicootti and Mi- notti take any part in the French civil war. The followers of Garibaldi who have returned to Italy are also disappointed at the treatment they have experienced in France, or at the grat itude shown by the Frenoh. In the sitting of the French National Assembly of March 7th, Maro Dorfraisse, the Prefeot of Nice, said; “I feel bnt small gratitude to Garibaldi since he assisted to establish Italian unity, which was the mother of German unity. The “Italia Nnova,” an organ of the moderate party, which is edited by Baxgoni, the former Minister of In struction, after commenting on the monstrous ingratitude of such a declaration, remarks: “In truth, the expressions nsed by citizen Dorfraisse embody, in the most brutal form, the complete theory of Monsieur Thiers, which maintains that France cannot be great unless she is Bur- rounded by powerful States. All the misfor tunes of the country have not destroyed the morbid and arrogant supposition that the whole purpose of history consists in making France great, powerful and glorious. Is this the con struction the French Republicans place on the fraternity of the nations which they so loudly proclaim. Do they desire to destroy the unity of Italy in order to destroy that of Germany? Is this to be the future policy of France ? It is the very policy which led to her overthrow and plunged her into the abyss of her present misfortunes. We may rest assured that it will not enable her to re-establish her power.” Affairs in Bournania are not improving. Though the Chamber has been sitting for three months already, not one of the bills presented by the government has been disposed, of. Dar ing a recent session, two dozen ladies, whose pensions were several months in arrears, made suoh a terific noise in the gallery that they had to be removed by force. No people has shown such a noisy eympatby for Franoe as the Roumainians. The principal journal of the rinoipality is the “Bomannl,” the organ of the 'rime Minister, and an ardent champion of Bed Republicanism. This paper, which loves the bombas tie style of Victor Hugo, terms Franoe the “Christ of nations,” while the Ger mans are the Pharisees who crucify her. When the news of the occupation of Paris by the Ger mans arrived, the “Bomannl” appeared with a black border, in order to express by a visible sign the great grief whioh must fill the heart of every Roumanian over the barbarian entry of the Teuton hordes into the center of civilization, culture and generosity. Truly! Paris marches at the head of the civilization of tb« future! The official “Government Advertiser” in St. Petersburg, comments with great satisfaction on the peaceful solution of the Pontus Question by the London Copforence, and concludes that “the new agreement had abolished those stipu lations of treaty of Paris, which restricted the sovereignty of Russia and Turkey on the fU*ok Sea. There was no doubt, that not only all Russians, but also all friends of peace and justice would heartily rejoice at this work of 'European diplomacy. The new provisions re strained nobody’s rights and asked from nobody any sacrifices; they had only restored again rights violated, removed a symbol of inter national distrust and cemented the cordial rela tions of the States of Europe.” We have repeatedly alluded to the strong Prussian sympathies existing in Austria among the Selave population; in faot, the numerous tribes of that nationality scattered in Austria, Turkey and Ronmania are all looking towards Russia to gather the Sdaves into a great Fan- Sclavistio Empire. These hopes are well illus trated by a gift of peculiar meaning, the Czech colonists in Volhynia have forwarded to Prince Don Zackow-Eossackow, IGovernor-GenoraT in Kiew, to be presented to Alexander tbe Second on his birthday and tho anniversary of the abo lition of serfdom. The gift represents a mas sive silvor waiter, tho Russian double-headed eagle, grasping Moravia with one talon, and Bo hemia with the other, being engraved inside. The address, accompanying the magnificent of fering spoke to Czar 03 the sovereign Lord of Moravia, Bohemia and all Solavo countries, and assured him of the undying devotion of all Sdaves, tbe Czech in particular. Prince Don Zackow-Kosaakow, thinking that the emblems engraved on the plate and political sentiments expressed in the address contrasted too much with reality, returned the gift and address, ac companied by a polite note whioh fully appre ciated the loyal sentiments of the givers, but advised them to preserve both for better timeeu The Polish emigration in Paris has beooma disorganized by the war. All political dubs and societies for benevolent, seiantifio or social purposes are dissolved, the national press, which was not unimportant, has almost ceased to exist for want of funds and subscribers. All Polish institutions and establishments are on the verge of ruin, and must count npon assist ance from the Poles at home, Franoe being, at present, too exhausted to spare much for suoh purposes. All national papers in Posen and Galicia have, therefore, started'subscriptions with very good effect. The Polish emigrants are also in great distress, bnt the fact that they are ardent supporters of Red Republicanism, has made them lose the sympathies of the French. Jasno. Macon Presbytery. The spring session of this body began in the Presbyterian Church on Wednesday evening, the Sthinst., with a practical and forcible dis course from Rev. S. 23. Gaillard. ' At its oondu- sion, the Presbytery was constituted, and is com posed of the following membera: Ministers—Rev. David Wills, D. D., 8. 8. Gaillard, J. H. Nall, William McKay, A. H. Mathews, J. 8. Cozby, L. H. Wilson, and G. W. Maxon, Licentiate. Elders—S. D. Irwin, D. F. Wiloox, J. Creighton, Dr. Johnson, W. E. Diok- ey and H. H. Jones. The first order, whioh was the election of of- fleers, resulted in the choice of Rev. L. H. Wil son, Moderator, and Rev. W. McKay, Clerk, pro tem. On motion, Rev. Mr. Vanghn, of Hanover PreBbytery, Virginia, the present supply of the Maoon Church, was invited to sit as a corres ponding member of Presbytery. Adjourned. Thursday, 9 o’clock a. m.—Presbytery met, and after the announcement of standing Com mittees by the Moderator, and the reading of the Journal, proceeded with the regular routine corresponding members. We regret that want of spaoe forbids the publication in the present issue of any regular report of the proceedings of the Presbytery. The afternoon session was devoted to the hearing of divers reports and statistics, rela ting to tho several churches, and during a free conversation on the state of religion, tonohing and eloquent addresses were delivered by Dr. Wills, Revs. Gaillard, Wm. McKay and Wilson, and Elders Wilcox, Irwin and Maxon. Much comfort and encouragement were de rived from these exercises, and it is hoped that the Lord of the harvest will continue to own and bless this branch of his visible church. Among the delegates may be seen the vener able bnt ereot form of Father Dickey, patriarch of the Presbytery. Long may he live to cheer his brethren on these occasions, with his pres ence, and illustrate that religion of whioh he is a bright exemplar. Dr. Wills drew a glowing picture of the con dition of Oglethorpe University and the future prosperity of this cherished institution. The Doctor was never happier in his remarks. The appointees to the General'Assembly are Rev. David Wills, D. D., and Elder Patterson.— Cuthbert Appeal. A Monroe Connfy Family. Monroe is a great county, and it has in the Advertiser—a model newspaper—the best and most industrious ehronioier of local affairs and events we know of. The Advertiser of yester day furnishes the following about A Remarkable Family.—Mr. Carey Cox, of this county, furnishes the following remarkable genealogy. Mr. C. is nearly or quite ninety- five years of age, very erect and in good health, with a mind vigorous and strong, still making a working member of the community. Here is what he says: "'My uncle, Rev. Carey Cox, a Baptist minis ter of the “Old jScliool,” as he claims, is now living in Pntnam county, Ga. He was 92 years old October'l, 1870; his wife died dating the war, at the age of SO years; they have had six* teen children, 112 grandchildren, 152 great grandchildren, and forty-seven great great grand children; the whole number, including uncles and aunts, is 820, beside sons-in-law ana daughters-in-law, grand sons and daughters, and great grand sons and danghters-in-law. Sixty of his family were in the Confederate ser vice. He is not a learned mas, yet ho has a good stock of common sense; always made a ;ood living, was honest and upright in all hia ;ealings. He never was heard to use profane -or obscene language, and never was intoxicated. My oldest uncle died in his S4th year; next old est in bis 93d; an aunt in her 90th. My father, although daring a portion of his life intempe rate, lived to be nearly 88 years old. The great secret of long life is doubtless in industry, tem perance and morality, together with all the other graces taught in the word of God.” Now there is but one misfortune abont snch a notice as that. It will attract the attention of the life insurers. All the companies will be af ter risks in that family. The Social Evil. There are some curious returns in the report on Prostitution in St Louis, as made to the Board of Health. The list of registered prosti tutes shows a decrease of 468 out of a total of 947, the list of houses of ill fame shows a de crease of 29 out of 119. The cases of disease ore IS against 58, a decrease of 40. The num ber of cases of private disease treated in the hospitals for eight months before the law went into force was 539; during the eight months since, it is 174. This last is the only really en couraging feature in the system. The other statements in regard to the decrease in the number of prostitutes and of houses of ill-fame and their frequenters, indicates the removal of the evil to more sequestered places, away from the vigilant inquiry of police officials. A simi lar result followed in continental cities. Bat the decrease in cases requiring medical treat ment, when one considers the wide range occu pied by the awful results of suoh disease, is •efficient to commend the St. Louis Bystem to tho consideration of other municipalities. As to the causes of prostitution, the report states that of the total number of women registered it has been ascertained that 702 of them became prostitutes from choice, 101 because they were seduced, 87 because their husbands treated them badly, and 57 from necessity.—Hero York Commercial Advertiser. South Carolina.—The Cincinnati Commer cial has sent a correspondent to South Carolina to the facts of “ the situation” in that State. In his second letter he writes: “The Legislature of South Carolina is a den of thieves.” He also says: “That is the way with your truly loyal South Carolinian. The moment he is deprived of an opportunity to steal from the treasury, he yells rebeL The Legislature is as oorrupt as so many New York back-alley oock-fightere, and so igno rant that not a third of them could pass an ex amination to teach a backwoods district school In Ohio. S ’ If it were necessary to cite a ease to show how advertising pays, we might mention how last week this paper alluded to the income of A. T. Stewart, amounting to the sum of $2 92 per minute. ‘In less than 24 hours half a dozen men called at his establishment to borrow his income for a few minutes. He was down town at the time, or he might have granted their re quest.—N. Y. Democrat. The story is related that Dr. Mary Walker is going to aocompany Captain Hall on his Arotio expedition. "We suggest toat there is stol a mistake in the matter, and that the fair doctor is in favor of women voting, and therefore she is anxious to go to the poles. ^ - - - n imt