The Independent South. (Waynesboro, Ga.) 1860-186?, September 20, 1862, Image 1

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Newspaper Page TextW, niPE, K'lltpr. THE Independent South. IS Pl'BMSlIEED EVERY SATLUBAY, ‘ AT WAYNESBORO. GKO. Subscription Price, Two Dollars, PER ANNUM. ALWAYS IN ADVANCE. [Let (hose children wlio cnn read, read the following to the little ones who can not read. We think the little ones will lie pleased with these rhymes, and will learn to he good:] LITTLE TOTTY. nr REV. JAMES KXAPTOS. Little Totty went to Mu! Ma was very busy Rocking in her old arm chair Little sister Lizzy: ‘Get to sleep, my pretty one,’ Patiently and checrly Sang she oft, for 0 she loved Little Lizzie dearly. Soon to dreamland Lizzy went, Then that happy mother Thought that like her children twain Never was another: llaby was so cherub like, Tottv was so sprightly, Day or night to see them smile Made her heart dance lightly. ..Ah! but why o’er Totty’s Jirpw I-langK -that 1' mwlness?' Why in rapture from her eye Beams no ray of gladness? Can it he, oh life’s rough path One so young hath started? You shall hear a simple talc— Tottv is true-hearted: ‘Dearest Mu, as Fred and I On the lawn were playing, Naughtily I took a stone In the pathway, laying; It was hut a tiny thing, So in sport I aimed it At a little robin’s head — Hit it hard and maimed it. ‘Soon it died. ‘Now let us Incite Secretly, and throw it O’er the hedge,’ said cousin Fred, ‘il/a will never know it, But behind your pretty vase Carefully we had it, Purposing, when found, to say Little Tibby did it. Clasping Totty to her breast, Heaving with emotion— Lifting up her eyes to heaven, Beaming with devotion: • “Yes, my child,” she softly said, •‘Go to Him in sorrow.” Tell him all, and .joy shall be WAYNESBORO, GA ‘5'Iic New Census Paper. JFiiat is your age? JFliere were you born? Are you married, and it so, bow do you like it? How many children have yon, and do they sufficiently resemble you to preclude Iho possibility of their belonging to any of your neigh bors? Did you ever have the measles, and if so, how many? Have you a twin brother several years older than yourself? Have you parents, and if so, how many of them? Do you read the New Testament regularly? (Flint is your fighting weight? IFhicli do ton like tho best' for light reading, The Gunmuker of Moscow, by Cobb, or the President’s last message by J. D ? Are beans nil article of regular diet in your, family, and if so how docs it go? State whether you nrp blind deaf idiotic, or have t he heaves. Ilotv many chickens have you, and are they on foot or in the shell? Also, how many succedaneums? Is there a strawberry mark on your left arm? IFliicli food do you prefer, rum or mixed drinks? State how much pork, Impending Crisis, Dutch cheese, popular, sov ereignty, standard poetry, Gavetty paper, slave cotTeTcnlnip',' reel ‘ flan nel, old junk, perfumery, coal, oil, liberty, hoop skirt, and Disunion, secession, Conscription, Constitution subjugation, annihilation extermina tion hell and damnation &c., you have on hand? IFere you and your wife worth anything when married, and, if no what proportion of her tilings wen your’u and your things were hern. JFere you ever in the peniten tiavy? If four barrels of empty in poured on a barn floor will cover it, how many plays can Dion Bourcicaultwrite in a year? Arc you troubled with boils? How many empty bottles have you in the house? Do you smoko, and what? How does your meerschaum col- “And for such a wicked thought Now my heart is smitten, Though poor little Tibby be But a silly kitten; And I can not sleep to-night First without confessing: Do you think that God again E’er will grant His blessing?” crake, Do you over drink whiskey with out any ice in it? Does your mother know you are out? Do you read the Independent South. Scene in a Sanctum.—Enter a large, strong man, with a long cow hide in hand. ‘Is tho editor in?’ ‘He is.’ ‘You?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I have come to settlo with you.’ ‘ (Fell, (editor draws a revolver) go ahead.’ ‘I have taken your paper now about a year—’ ‘ (Fell.’ (Capping his pistol). ‘And tin article in your last week’s paper (editor cocks tho pistol) con vinced mo that you need ’ ‘I deny your right to give if.— be cautious, sir.’ ‘Give you what?’ at -8‘« IFhcre potpiis smoke, in lakes And dunlplmgs grow on j free| IFhcre ginW'fbread 1 is foind staclffi f And “smeircase” by the tun, And when yqn do a job of work You get tho “ready John IFhcre njtur’s lesions may read Ill every babbling brook IFliere bumble-bees don’t fting el up, And nnily cows don’t hook? PROSPECTUS OF DE’BOW* REVIEW n. S. VOL. SVIII—-SEW SERIES, VOl. VIII Adapted Primarily t«» d,o Confederate Stat« America, Inclulint' Statistics of Foreign end mcfttiu Jiidiutiy and Enterprise. IPubliMied M onthly in COLUMBIA, SOUTH CAROtlN/ TERMS, $S PER A.\\TM, IN AHVA.NC Poidiigu Quarterly, it) Advance, I.f] Out- September 'J9, 13ti-- ‘These Lines which stare you in face IFere just put here to fill a sp These four lines which solmn, : IFere just put here to I column." -pi o’id - <• !