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DEVOTED TO RELIGION, LITERATURE, COMMERCE, AGRICULTURE AND rWTV.WTtf At. TirPwnVCTfrvTs
!0lOME IX.
BAINBRIDGE, GEORGIA, SATURDAY MORNING, JULY 3, 1869.
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II was Monday morning. It was also
-washing day,* in a house where the
family consisted of husband and wife
and live small children, the latter of
whom were gifted with a perfectly mar
vellous faculty and facility for ‘rending
ami destroying,’and especially for soiling
beyond hope of redemption, every clean
garment with which their much endur
ing mother provided them during the
week. -Mrs. Stefan?, like all other
mothers, was proud of her children, and
liked to see them neat and cleanly
dressed, even beyond the average neces
sity of her child’s simple toilet. Conso-
qni-utly her washing basket, oil Monday'
morning was a sight, calculated to strike
eweiiinl terror into the sonl of any young
Maiden mi the brink of matrimony.
She sat idly tapping the red covered
wfasliingdumk with ivory pencil, while
her eyes rested on the basket at her.
•feet, but not with their usual calmly
Satisfied glance. Somet hing was evident
ly wrong. W’liat was it ?
■“Eighty-five dollars for the lace
pocket-handkerchief she carried,’ said
•tin wife of twelve years standing, mus
ingly; ‘and five hundred aud fifty for
her shawl; while that silk dress of hers
would positively stand alone. Ah, me!
it is well to be her! And I might have
been Judge Howell’s wife myself; for he
msked mo to marry him sis months be
fore he ever saw her, and was fit to blow
his brains out when I refused him. At
least lie said he was. Ah, me!”
And then the lady sighed again, and
gave the washing basket a spiteful shove
»ith her slippered foot.
“Mother, I can’t find my shoe!’
■“Mother, do you know where my blue
tie is ?’
Mother, will yon come and fasten
ibis frock ? It is so tiresome. ’
Mother, isu t breakfast most ready ?’
'•Muzzer, me ties yon.*
These exclamations burst upon her
ear, as the door of the nursery suddenly
opened, and showed five curly-headed,
rosy-checked, healthy-looking girls and
hoys, who looked at her wonderingiy,
as she neither rose nor replied to their
questions.
“Mother, isn’t breakfast most ready?’
calkvl out the most venturesome of the
little brood, the blue-eyed Tommy, who
had already asked that question once
before.
The interruption sounded harshly.
The mind of the thoughtful woman was
absent from the body at that moment,
wandering back through the rosy paths
of the past, where a handsome and
wealthy lover came to woo. And now,
in the present, she was the hard-worked
wfe of a poor and struggling man; the
mother of five troublesome yoong human
beings, for whose sake all snch vanities
as lace handkerchiefs and Iudia shaws,
aud silks that ‘would stand alone,’ must
•be forever given up. .
The contrast was a very decided, and
by no means a pleasant one. She looked
.lip.
“Go away, children, all of yon, at
once!’ she said in a harsh voice. ‘Break
fast isn’t ready yet, and I’m sure I don’t
know when it will be, with each « pack
of young tronbles to look aften. There,
go down stairs, every one of yon, and
don’t speak to me till I get this washing
bill made out. ’ •
Looking at each other with a mortifi
ed aud crestfallen air, the children stole
Presently the sound of many voices
and much laughter penetrated to the
upper room, where the mother still sat
brooding alone. She listened, a moment
or two, and then rose from ber choir.
“What a noise they do make when
they are all together!’ she said, fretfully.
‘And, oh, dear, how lisconraged and
weary of it all I do feel! I will lie down
for five minutes, and Ann can take in
breakfast to them all, If they have that,
they will not miss me!' Eighty-five dol
lars for one single pocket-handkerchief!
It is really too bad that I should be
drudging here, day in and day ont, with
hardly a decent gown once a year, while
she ’
A strange drowsy feeling overcame
her, and hashed her trouble and repin
ing together. Her eyelids closed. Her
head sank back upon the pillow. She
slept or seemed to sleep * *
Rising np from that long slumber at
last, but still feeling strangely heavy
and dull, Mrs. Stefane went down stairs,
idly reproaching herself for her deser
tion of husband and children at the
breakfast hour. But the breakfast room
was empty, though the deserted table
gave ample and sufficient evidence that
her absence by no means affected the
appetites of the party.
She rang the bell. The Irish servant
entered. „ '
“Where is yopr master.?’ asked Mrs.
Stefane, feeling strangely hurt that she
should have to put such a question to a
servant, as to her husband’s wherqd-
K "n‘" ' "jpi—■ "■ gin.; -•
> “The master, ma'am,’ said the good-
natured Ann, with a broad smile. ‘Sure,
ma’am, and h« said he'd bv after taking
all the children down the river, as it was
such a fine <lav. They were jist wild to
go, the darlings!’
ilowii' the fivCrb gasped Mrs. Bte-
Then, for the first time, she ronsed! [From the 8outb Georgia Timer.]
herself sufficiently from her reverie to
wonder why her hasband and children
had not returned.
She rang the bell. Ann came in. The
girl looked pale and scared, and had ev
idently been weeping.
•What is the matter?* asked her mis
tress, when she cangbt a glimpse of her
face.
The girl hesitated.'
“Answer me I’ ’
Ann wrung her hands wildly, and
burst into a regular Irish howL
“Oh, ma’am, go down on your knees
and be thankful that yon didn’t go on
that dreadful boat this morning. My
poor master, and the blessed little chil
dren!’
Mrs. Stefane caught her by the arm.
‘Stop that noise, and tell me at once
what yon mean!’
“Oh, ma’am, I only heard it five min
utes ago from the policeman at the cor
ner! The boat they were on got to
racing with another, and there’s been an
explosion, ma’am, aud every sonl on
board—Oh, ma’am, where are yon go
ing 7*
She might well nsk the question. Mrs.
Stefane rnshed from the room like a
mad woman, caught her bonnet and
shawl from the hall rack as she passed,
and was out in the street the next mo
ment, hurrying frantically along toward
the offices where the tickets for the river
boats were sold.
The excited crowd grouped before the
extrance of the principal one told the
tale. Piercing her way through the
living mass by the mere force of nerv
ous energy, she appeared, pale os a
spectre, before the clerk, to hear the
tidings of her doom.
Yes, Mr. Stefane and his five children
had gone down the river on the Sylph of
fane, feeling os if she. could not believe ! the Waters at ten o’clock that very morn-
her ears. That ‘down the river trip’ had ing. Some accident had happened to
been a long looked for and eagerly dis- J the machinery, the boiler had exploded
cussed pleasure, to be shared by the , and every sonl on board was drowned!
Sketch of the Life of MaJ. P. C.
Pendleton.
Oh ! for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still,
. Major Philip Colemam Pendleton
was born in Eatonton, Putnam Co.
Ga., on the 17th day of November 18
Chester. This march was conducted,
through repeated dangers from tho
enemy’s cavalry, with a small cavalry
escort. Scarcely could he deliver his
charge to the commandant at Win
chester, before he was taken severely
ill. For many days he lay, at the
12, and died on the 19th day of June j house of kind friends, nigh unto
1869, aged 56 years 7 months and 2 ; death’s door.
days. His early life was spent on his
father’s farm, tilling the then virgin
soil of Georgia. His schooling was
limited, bat in the interim be
tween hours of labor, at night by the
pine-knot fire, and 4 afterward, in mo
ments snatched from professional en
gagement, he acquired considerable
classical education.
It was with honest pride that he
traced his ancestry back to the wa
ter’s edge of the Chesapeake Bay,
where that noble race which produced
a Washington and a Lee, first landed
on Virginia’s soil.
Soon after arriving at age, he went
to the town of Macon, and-commenc
ed the study and practice of law.
Bat the Indian war in Florida broke
out, and the tales of massacre and
blood that every mail brought, fired
his young heart, and diverted his
mind from the profession of the law
yer to that of a soldier. Accordingly,
with the Macon Volunteers, he sailed
down the Ocmnlgee and Altamaha,
and joined Gen. Scott in one of his
campaigns, participating in all its
hardships and battles. After bis com
pany returned to Macon, he com
menced the publication there, of the
“News Carrier,’’ a weekly newspaper.
It was soon changed into the “South
ern Post,” and published in connec
tion with C. R. Hanleiter, Esq., now
When sufficiently recovered, he
tendered his resignation, which was
accepted, and he returned home.
Nor was he again in condition to re
turn to the service.
When the final collapse came, it
found him ardently as ever devoted
to the South, and unwilling to real
ize oar true condition. As with all
our older citizens, the result of the
war was a heavy affliction. Ill could
oar gray-bearded fathers bear so sad
den a demolition of the results of
their life-long labor. If he had had
the means he would have left the
country. However, with partial* re
turn of peace, some hope was revived
in his bosom, and he went to work to
repair his lost fortune.
In 1867, he commenced the pnbli-
cation of The South Georgia Times.
Of its history.we need not speak.
As regards Maj. Pendleton’s private
character, we can only refer those
who knew him to his every day walk*
Those who have read his paper can
not help remembering the air of pie
ty and patriotism that pervaded it.
Modesty and charity were his leading
traits, and governed his life. In ear
ly life he was baptised into the
Christian church but afterward join
ed the Methodist, of which he was a
member when he died. A short time
before the sad accident which took
whole family, anil by her! And they had
gone and left her!
“You see, ma’am, you was in such a
Childless, and a widow!
With one last poor attempt at conrte-
y, she tried to thank the clerk, who ev-
beantiful slape, that the master would ideutly sympathized with her grief, anil
not have you disturbed,’ went on the then she threw up her hands, and fell
stupid, hut good-natured Ann. ‘And with a heavy groan senseless at his feet,
so he told me to dress the clnldern my- Out of that long swoon she came back
self, and I did. And very pretty they to consciousness with a painful struggle
looked, the little darlings!’ that was almost worse than dentil.
“Clear the breakfast things away!’ , Some one was bending over her, em-
said Mrs. Stefane. j bracing her, calling ber by name. Her
“Yes, ma’am. I left the table for yon, husband! alive, aud well! And from the
thinking yon might be hungry after nursery, just beyond her room, came the
your slape. Wou’t I bring you a cup welcome, well known sound of her chil-
of coffee, ma’am, and a fresh roll or dren’s voices! What could it all mean!
two?’ I “Not dead! not drowned! Oh, Parke,
“No, thank you.’ • | forgive me, and I will never be so wick-
“An egg now ma’am, or a taste of eil again!’ she cried, ns she flung her
fried ham? I’ll cook it in a minute, arms around her husband^ neck,
ma’am.’ “Dead! drowned! why, darling, what
“I want nothing—nothing!’ and Mrs. has alarmed you so?’ said the husband,
Stefane fairly ran from the room, for ( tendeily. *The children and I came up
the ready tears were even then in ber ( to see why yon were so late for break-
e y cs > fast. I left them in the nursery, and
This then was all they cared for her J came in here after yon, bnt yon were
she thought, as she gazed around her 1 lying as still, and white, and cold, ns if
own chamber. Ann had removed the yon were dead! It almost took my
clothes basket during her sleep, but the , breath away to see you so! What ails
room was littered and nnjidy, and as it j yon, love ? Are yon ill ? Have yon been
was washing day, she cOott itot call the ! ill? Has anything frightened you ? Tell
girl from her work to attend to it. me!’
Still less would she slave there herself,
while her truant family were enjoying
of the Atlanta New Era. This paper awft y ]ji a iif e> he expressed a desire
received a very good support, and ( 0 h ve only long enough to correct
would have done well, but he was in- the errors of his natnre. His was
duced bad stands in many places, wc
ijo not complain of the weed and forms.
For these reasons the weed is not so
large as usual at this season. We al
ways make the weed in doe time. The
boll worm is now very destructive to
the forms before the bloom opens. I will
speak more particularly of the ravages
on my brag “garden spot.” As this is
more forward we reasonably fear the
plantation crops will share the same
fate. On the morning of the 10th mat,
after a fine rain, which we ~maeh need
ed, I discovered my firtt cotton bloom-
When a child, I was told if water fell
in a white bloom it would not mature a
boll. So a white thread- was applied
to the stem to designate. .
To all appearance it produced a
healthy boll, Oo tho 16th instant, I
found that boll was destroyed. The
small boll worm was and is very de
structive to theforms before they bloom.
On the 19th instant, a friend and I,
upon examination, found on a stalk of
six bolls 5 destroyed; on one of five,
four were destroyed, and in like pro
portion over the patch, by a green
worm of the form of the black caterpil
lar, though not so large, with faint, in
distinct yellow stripes. This worm
cuts tho boll as soon as the bloom
drops, and hulls it out. They do not
eat any part of the leaves. Is this the
green caterpillar mentioned by P. O. J.!
You may call it a caterpillar or honey
bee, it is none the less destructive. The
corn is not flattering, but promises a
fair yield. The oat crop, which is just
harvested, is good. We have a climate
and soil adapted to the culture of oats,
and wish to say a word of encourage
ment to planters, to sow largely next
fall, and early. But I have already
said too much. B. C. M.
duced to suspend it and commence [he patriotism that looked to the best
the publication of the “Southern La- good of the people, conservative,
dies’ Book,” a monthly magazine, moderate and forbearing. Need we
This he did in 1840, in connection ’ enumerate the many honorable trusts
with Rev. Geo. F, (now Bishop) reposed in him by his countrymen?
Pierce. Seeing hri mistake in pub- Rot here we stop, and leave the rest
lisbing it at so small a town as Ma- t Q [he memory of his friends and the
con then was, he removed it, after hearts of those who loved him.
nine mouths, to Savannah, changing ( jj e j s departed ; peace to his spir
its name to “The Magnolia.” He it, and long live his memory.
published it here over a year. At
that day literature was at a low ebb [C'ofeBpondence of the B*inb ridge Argue)
in the South. There were many good tetter from Calhoun County,
writers, the best of whom contributed Whiting, Ga., June 22, 1869.
to these magazines, but readers were Messrs. Editors : As to the prospects
scarce, and they were not sustained. I crops, &c. of Calhoun, I will give your
— While in Savannah he was mar- readers the benefit of my observation
lied to Miss Catherine S. M. Tebeau, j and experience. In your issue of the
his present widow and mother of his 12th inst., you make a flattering report
children. of the growing crops and encourage us
The Magnolia was again removed by the words of inspiration : “Sufficient
—to Charleston, S. C.—and the ser- unto the day is the evil thereof”—“to
“Oli, nothing ails me—nothing is the
matter,’ she answered, with a sob of
the iresli river breezes from tho deck of | gratitude and joy. ‘I suppose I fell
a autiful steamer. The room might; asleep and dreamed all kinds of horrors.
down to the breakfast room, where the
father sat reading his paper and waiting
patiently for the morning meal.
go. What did it matter? What did
anything matter ?
Aud then she sat down ogaiu and
leaned her head on her hand, and
thought of the lace kerchiefs, aud the
India shawls, and the magnificent silt
dresses of Judge Howell’s wife, and her
heart was full of burning and very bitter
thoughts against those whom she really
loved far better than life itself.
I*am well now. Kiss me, Parke, and
we will go down to breakfast.’
They went. Aud a happy meal it was,
with the mother so bright and merry
and pleasant, thongh her face was still
so pale.
Years have gone by since then. Bat
Mrs. Stefane has never told her dream
—if it was a dream—to her husband,
n , „ and has never wished again ‘the Judge’s
Going into the Parlor after dinner was bride to ^ B and ^nted, she
over, she still pursued this useless and doe8 het ^ ^ 4 ^ and ^ no
almost wucked train of thought Whit- fate than tobe thetrue and loving
ier s i an u f ‘ I > an ^ n ^ *^ us '; wife of a poor man; the careful, tender
trated, was on the centre table. She
took it up with a sentimental aspect that
was rather ludicrous in a stout ‘well-to-
do’ mother of a family like her.
“Ah, me!
That I the Judge’s bride might be!’
she repeated once or twice after the book
dropped from her hand.
mother of a poor man’s children; the
light and blessing and centre of happi
ness of a poor man’s home!
We learn from the Chronicle &
Sentinel that a negro, by the name of
Ben, murdered Mr. Adkin D. Lewis,
residing seven miles sonth of Waynes
boro, Ga., on the 16th inst. The ne-
"He would dress me up in silks so fine.
And praise me and toast me over his wine.**
And then she lookej dqwa upon her,
well worn alpaca dress,* and sighed ° ro ^ as “ een “rested, who confesses
again. v I the deed, bnt says he did it because
Poor Mrs; Stefane! - j Lewis had chastised his (Ben’s) wife
The ‘Judge's bride’ was a beautiful severely.
girl of eighteen, who had accepted him - ---«♦»
eagerly, in spice of his iron-gray hair A Big Wheat Yield.—Capt. H. J.
and fifty years, because el lus wealth Sargent has gathered 52 bushels of
aud position he could offer. And the _ f r oru one and a fourth acres of
Judge doted ou Ins bride, as only a mau d wit hm the corporate limits of
of that age is capable of doing! The ro- ®
Newnan. This is only an- evidence of
! that age is capable of doing
mance of his youth was a vanished and 4
if any j what may be done by cultivating
tefane, small tracts of rich land, in prefer-
forgotten romance to him. And if
one could have shown him Mrs. Stefane,
‘as she appeared’ on the washing day of ence to large poor tracts,
which I write, he would have been one
of Jhc first to propose that ‘the woman
should be sent to a lunatic asylum with
out any farther delay. ’
Rev Wm. B. Campbell, a colored
Methodist preacher, and highlv es-
awa™ “7 " U1,U 7 U 5lo 7 | uu ‘ 0 “j 7‘“- • teemed, died in Macon, Ga., on Thnrs-
fttrar, one after the other, and went • But Mrs. ^Stefane knew nothing of 1 . „ , _ _.
J this, and sat and sighed over his piem-, da J lQsL > 111 tne 47th - veRr ol h “
ory and her one lost chance of fortuno a « c - wus Presiding Elder of the
till twilight giro place to dusk, colored church in that District.
vices of W. Gilmore Simms, Esq., the
novelist and pqet, secured as associ
ate editor. It however was short
lived. After its final suspension, its'
editor lived in retirement a number
of years.
In. the year 1855 he purchased the
Central Georgian, at Sandersville,
Washington Co., Ga., aud published
it about four years. His office was at
one time burned, but he managed to
continue it until it seenred him a
handsome support. Shortly before
the War he moved to Southern Geor
gia on account of the health of his
family.
When the political campaign of 18
60 commenced he supported Bell and
Everett and the Union. Bnt when
Lincoln was elected and dissolution
became inevitable, the Sonth had no
more stannch defender. He cast him
self, his sons, and his property upon
the altar of Southern liberty. He
raised a company in Ware county,
bnt it was not called out; and soon
disbanded. Afterward, another com
pany was raised, and Mr. Pendleton
elected Captain. This company en
tered the service, and with several
others from Southern Ga., formed
the 50th Ga., Regiment, W. R. Man
ning Esq-, cf this county being elect
ed colonel, F. Kearse, of Thomas,
lieut. colonel, and Mr. Pendleton, ma
jor. The 50th served aronnd Savan
nah for awhile, then was ordered to
Virginia. Major Pendleton was wit h
his regiment throughout Lee’s cam
paign from Gordonsville to the Po
tomac, participating in all its servi
ces. When Lee crossed the Potomac
and forbade his barefoot soldiers to
go any farther, Maj. Pendleton, him
self disabled, was left, and found
himself senior officer of about 3,500
men of the class mentioned above
and was ordered by Gen. Lee to lead
hope for the best” These would be
words of cheer to a Joshua and Caleb
on their sojourn to the promised land.
How can the hopes of the wicked, des
pised, and dishonored—so called—be
strengthened when that good book says
“evil shall slay the wii.-ked.’’ Who are
not wicked ? “There shall no evil hap-,
pen to the just.” Who are not just !
Tbe Federal, Yankee Congresi! I sug
gest the following propbetio curse as
the most encouraging to tbe Southern
people : “Wo unto them that call evil
good and good evil.” Wo know the
Radical Congress is evil, Ac. It is hard
to tell which is oar greater enemy, that
Radical Congress or the caterpillar.
One thing 1 do know. I hale them both,
but admire the open, daylight work of
tbe caterpillar, for they will eat your
cotton while you look at them. P. O.
J. says there are two kinds ol caterpil
lar, but I think there are three. 1st.
The green caterpillar. 2d. The black
striped caterpillar. 3d. Lastly, though
not leaslly the blue-bellied caterpillar (so
called ) . Were these sent by the same
band? Yes, “I create evil.” lam of-
tec reminded of the peacock, with his
beautiful plumage spread to tho breeze,
strutting with that arrrgantair that says
to fowl creation no other bird livelh, at
last looks at his ragged and unsightly
feet, and his feathers fall with his pride.
So we ride the road am? walk the street
in that dignified pomp, and scan the
farm and “garden spots,” and then elec
trify the foal creation (Yankee nation'
with the exalting thought of heavy
harvests, for the blue-bellied caterpillar
by our vain boast of the prospective
paraphernalia of tbe cotton plant. Our
feathers must fall. Let us dust our
shoes and look closely among the foli
age and already wc find the “evil doers,”
the boll worm and green caterpillar,
Whom Great Men Marry.
Women, of course. ' But they show
the same diversity of taste that is seen
in the lower rank, and on tho whole
make worse mistakes. They, however,
generally shew the same sense in choos
ing wives that they show in managing
other people’s affairs, whether it be bad
or good.
Robert Bures married a farm gir>
with whom he fell in love while they
worked together in tho plow field. He,
too, was irregular in his life, and com
mitted the most serious mistakes in
conducting his domestic affairs.
Milton married a daughter of i coun
try squire, but lived with her. only a
short time. He was anstere, exacting,
a literary recluse; while sho was a rosy,
romping country lass that could not
endure the restraint imposed upon her,
so they seperated. Subsequently, how
ever, she returned, and they lived tol
erably happy.
Queen Victoria and Prince Albert
were cousins, and about the only ex
ample in the long line of English tnon-
archs wherein the marital vows were’
sacredly observed and sincere affection
existed.
Shakespeare loved and wedded a far
racr’s daughter. She proved faithful to
her vows but we could hardly say the
same for the great bard himself. Like
most of the poets, he showed too little
discrimination in lestowing his affec
lions on the other sex.
Byron married Miss Millbank to get
money to pay bis d<.bts. It turned out
a bad shift.
Benjamin Franklin married the girl
who stood in her father’s door and
laughed at him as he wandered through
the stieest of Philadelphia with rolls of
bread under his arms and his pockets
filled with dirty clothes. She had occa
sion to be happy when she fonnd her
self the wife of such a good and great
man.
Washington married a widow with
two children. It is enough to say of
her that she was worthy of him, and
that they lived as married folks should,
in perfect harmony.
John Adams married the daughter of
•a Presbyterian clergyman. Her father
objected on account of John being a
lawyer; be bad a bai opinion of the
morals of the profession.
Thomas Jefferson married Miss Mar
tha Skcltod, a childless widow, but she
brought him a large fortune in real es
tate. After the ceremony she mounted
the horse behind him and they, rode
home together. It was late in tbe
evening, and they (bund the fire out.
But the greet statesman busied around
and rebuilt it, while she seized the
broom and soon pnt thtogs in order. It
account of extreme liberality and hospw
tality.
John Howard, the great philanthro
pist, married his nurse. She, was a!to-
gether beneath him in social and intel
lectual capacity, and besides this, was
fifty-two years old, while he was but
twenty five. He would not take “no”
for an answer, and they were lurried
and lived happily together until ber>
death, which occurred two yean after
wards.
Peter the Great, of Russia, married a
peasant girl. She iq*de an excellent
wife and sage empress.
Humboldt married'* pmm gs«i hen
cause be loved her. ()1 course they „
were happy. io-u 1 ui {Tiiced -w. m
It is not generally known that Ant
drew Jackson itiiriried s * hsdy whose
husband was s ill living. She was an
uneducated, but amiable woman, and
was most devotedly attached to the
great warrior and statesman.
John C. Calhona married bis cousin,
and their children fortunately were
neither diseased nor idiotic, but they do
not evince the talent of the great ‘States
Rights' advocate.
Edward Lytton Br.hrer, the English
statesman and novelist, - married a girl
much his inferior in position, and got S
shrew for a wile. She is now insane.
A New Tbanslation.—We hare re
ceived, says the New York Journal of
Commerce, frequent inquiries for tho
translation of the Lord’s Prayer
made many years ago by tbe now ven
erable Dr. Oos, and we present it
herewith as eminently worthy of
study and preservation :
TheXoDid’s Prayer.
as translated by
SAMUEL HANSON COX, D. D., LL. D n
Our Father, who art in the Heav
ens ; be sanctified thy name ; • como
tby kingdom ; be done tby will, as in
Heaven also on earth ; give us daily
our needful food ; and forgive ns oar
sins, as we also_forgive them that sin
against us; and bring uS not into
probation ; but rescue ns from the
wicked one ; since to thee belongs the
kingdom, and the power, and the 6
glory for ages infinite. Amen.—Matt.
6 : 9 13, Luke 11': 2 4.
Although the cotton was impeded in its
growth is the Spring by cool nights; is needless to say they were bsppy,
wise* to go safety for t neighbor is n
them across tho Bhto Ridge to ITin- * and drenching rains, which bss pro- though Jefferson died a poor man on folly, a sin and f sham#.
Tbe Supreme Court on the Ques
tion of Social Equality.
Atlanta, June 22.—-The Supreme
Court of Georgia to-day decided that
the Code of Georgia adopted by the
constitution, forever prohibits the
marriage relation between white per
sons and persons of African descent,
and declares snch marriages noil and
void.
Second, this section of the Code is
not repealed by nor is it inconsistent
with that part of the constitution
which declares that the social stattu
of the citizen shall not be the subjoct
of legislation. That clause of the con
stitution absolutely denies to the
Legislature the power to pms laws in
fnture iWgulating the social status or
compelling the two rases to unite in
social intercourse. . H
As the laws then in existence al
lowed Chqrcbos, for instance, to de
termine for the masses who should
occupy their seats and where they
should eit, and permitted, railroad
and steamboat companies and hdtel
keepers to classify anil assign' places
to those nsmg their accommodations
according to social status add grade,,
as they might think proper, the con
stitution put3 it beyond thepowei 1 of
the Legislature ever to' enact any
laws compelling them to make differ
ent classifications or to group togeth
er in social intercourse with these-
who do not recognize each other aa
social equals.
As the social relations of citizen*
are not the proper subjects of legis
lation, tbe constiintion hats wisely
pat the matter at rest by denying tbe
Legislature the power, to repeal or
enact laws on the subject.
Good Advice.—We. do not often
qnote from this erratic nortkroh,>bat
we commend'fhc following ss ^ood
advice, worthy the acceptance of all
businessmen : " -
Hery Ward Beecher says theft is
no harm in signing for a neighbor if
yon have got the property; if yon are
able Jo pay thp amount without harm
ing -your own household ; and if you
love the mail for whom you sign
enongh to give him outright the sum
covered by jour endorsement Other-
