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SUMMERVILLE, GEORGIA, MAY 21. 1877.
The Puzzled Dutchman.
I’m ivbroken-hearted IVutsoher,
Vots vtiled nut eriof und shame.
I della you vot dordroublo iah
-1 doesn't know my name.
You dinka It ferry vunny,eh?
Ven yonder story hear,
You viiyfi.t wonder deu so n.ooeh,
It eh trance und queer.
Mein mudder had dwoliddle ilwiiis-
Doy \ as me und mein In udder;
Ve lookt o very mooch alike
No von knew vieh from toder.
Von of der iloys vur Vjm^ vl, *P-
Und llan.s der name;
Hut ilen it made no different
Ve both got colics der same.
Veil, von of uk pot toad
Yaw, Mynheer, dot ish so;
But redder lions or Yowcup,
Mein mudder.she don't, know.
Und so I am in drabbles;
1 £Hii't get droo mein head
Vediter I'm Hons vot's living,
Or Vawcup vot is toail.
AH ADDRESS
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I>elivereil by F. W.
Gtipiflaml,
On MiinorgH I>.y, in I,a Fayette, Walker
Coaiwy, <*., Muy f‘*> 1H 4 7.
Ladds and Gentlemen:
We have met here to May around tire
graves of a small number of those wlro
fell iu our hue war, hauling for their lib
erty aiwrflieir homes. \\ y have met for
the purpose of perpetuating the memory
of our noble dead, by giving an outward
expression to the tender sentiments tlrat
animate our bosoms.
That the memory of our fallen braves
may not perish bin. live iu history alone,
t ruly it may he said, that it is not neces
sary that this order he strictly observed.
For their wor thy deedsare to-day living as
immortal ornaments to our country’s his
tory, and these will stand through
future ages as living oracles of an army of
brave and chivalrous soldiery, whose
choice it was, and with most of them in
the very bloom of youth, the sweetest
period of human existence to b y down
their lives for the imperishable hoiior of
dying fora just and holy cause.
Rut there are other incentives, and
connected with this tender mark of re
spect. There is a humming emotion pf
gratitude; a deep planted fireling ot love
end respect for tire dead which his an in
dwelling in the human heart, wherever
that civilization which has its birth in
Christian morality, has found its way.
and it is to gratify these tender and God
like passions that we gather around the
quiet resting place of our dead Confod
trates to-day.
Yes, at the return of each succeeding
spring, while tic: flowers of lnu field are
unfolding their beauty, and are sending
their sweet fragrance abroad; while the
birds of the fore.it are chanting their me
lodious notes, and inanimate nature iu all
its beauty and loveliness, dressed, is
seemingly breathing, and sending its
sweet breath abroad; it is indeed, happy
privilege to gather around tile graves ol
those whom we well knew, and truly loved
wh'le living, and would riot forget when
dead, and garnish the spot where
sleep with wreathes of sweet flowers of
spring, thus fitly representing their beau
tiful characters, and the shortness ,1 their
lives. While thus we are sacredly en
gaged, let the battlefield and its horror,
he forgotten. The groans of the suffering
and dying are nolougir heard, peace and
prosperity broods over our homes. A
bright prospect for the future turns up
before us, and therefore, let the animos
ity which actuated our friends and foes
be forgotten; let it be numbered with the
things of the past, and if perchance, while
bending over the graves of those who
wore the gray, the grave of one who wore
the blue, should be found, do not pass it
by. For the generous soul entertains the
same kind thoughts for all whom death,
the sanctifier ol souls has claimed.
In the history of the past, we learn that
those who bravely fought for truth and
right, and gave tiieir lives in their defense
have been recognized as fit subjects of im
mortality, arid their names and deeds Fve
in song and story, while their forms and
features are perpetuated in brass and
urarhlo.
Then, if we are disposed to do justice
to the dead, the living, to all that was
near to us iu the past, and honorable in
the future, let us strive on to keep fresh
the names and deeds lliats ould live for
ever. Let us continue at the coming of
cavil .-pring, to gather around the graves
of our dead, think and tell how thev lived
and d’o 1, and then when years shall have
passed by, and those who are young, shall
have grown oh] and forgetful, they will
still retain in memory the image and fond
recollections oi those who wore the gray.
Vi hen the call to arms first echoed
amid our southern hiils, thousands ot
brave men responded, armed for the fight,
ready arid willing, if necessity required it,
to place their lifeless bodies as an ob
struction to an enemy's inroad, which led
to the land the southerner loved so well.
Then it, wa that women, aroused and
wide-awake to the pending danger; faith
ful as they always are to the cause of
boner and right, willing to give any of
fering at their disposal to aid in their
■country's cause, still possessing that love
of liberty bequeathed to them as a price
less heritage by the women of 177 b,
yielded to their country's cause their hus
bands, their lovers, their sots, an 1 their
brothers, and with eyes deeply veiled in
tears, and almost broken hearts, bade
them go to the van of battle, fltey went
but many of them not to return again.
Our fields and forests, once all that peace
and prosperity could make them, once
beautified by culture, and made melodious
by the singing ol beauty’s children that
dwell W field and forest, we-c quickly
transformed iimr* imp>, breastworks, bat
tlefields, hospitals, and burial grounds.
Our roldiors died surrounded by every
circumstance that cWyld surround a sol
dier’s death. Often in the ‘‘fiery crest of
battle,” or perhaps on some lone picket
post, where no requiem was heard, no
funeral note, hut the lonesome whispers
of the idle wind as it played among the
boughs if trees; or perhaps in the far oft’
and chilly north, in some cold and dark
prison, many a bravo soldier hoy died, not
only deprived of a kind mother’s soothing
words so nourishing to a dying boy, hut
denied that warmth and comfort which
the shining sun would give.
In the battles of Manassas, Seven
Fines, The Wilderness, Chiekamauga,
and many others that might be mentioned
whore the thunderous roar of battle failed
to dtown the shrieks of those whoso
breasts were pierced with bullets, our
brave soldier hoys laid down their lives,
and in their dying hours the only sound
they hoard was the cannons open roar; as
hill continued to answer hill, in Bonding
forth its death dealing darts. They died;
hut their memories and names are living
still in the hearts of those who knew them
too well ever to for ret them.
Though they will no more encamp with
their comrades, no more answer to the
roll call, no more shout the brittle cry, no
more scale an enemy’s bulwarks, they are
more honored as they are. F’or as tdie
poet has truly sting:
“On fa mo’s fUfci'nal c i np'n / ' oaml
T fi. slfiit.tui s a f o.uu
And lull lowed g*oi v w.Aclii’G round, >
Thu bivouac of l io dead.'
The electric speed of time, has borne
us far away from the scenes < f their
bravery, their fortitude, and their death.
The and i* k and thickening cloud that hangs
between us ami the daysoftli ;ir suffering
hides to a great degree, within its ex
tended folds, the bitter experiences of
war, and as time mills on wo are carried
farther and fartlrar away; the darker
scenes fade in the distance, and only the
brighter and more beautiful ones remain
in view. The dark cloud of waiMlmt no
tunliy hung over ns filteen yeggs ago, is
fading away like mist before a morning’s
sun; the sickening scenes of carnage and
death which we actually experienced then
is last becoming history now. And those
whose hearts were not,too fiercely stricken
ever to forget their sorrows, eanWalhei
around Ihe graves of ottlfdead* lolled.ir
ate-. think and tell ol their characters,
and linger with loudness apt! pride over
iheii memories.
To what clime would we go in search of
the soul that admires bravery, that dete-ts
cowardice, that loves a confiding trust,
and liatos hypocracy, that is not aroused
and elevated by the actual thrill of sub
limity foreshadowed in the noble, the
heroic, and daring deeds enacted by our
Confederate army? A soul that is not void
of sympathy, and kindly feelings for those
who have suffered in a jtt it cause, cannot
refrain from leaping hack to the days
when our noble dead were living, and
drawing around them the mantle ol honor
with which they are enshrined, without
being touched liy the finger i.f tenderness,
and exhorted by the month of kindness,
not to speak lightly of their well merited
fame.
The artist may paint it. beauty and per
faction th" rolling stream in its onward
course t > the sea; history may repeat the
-tory of Thermopylae, and tell of Water
loo, and other hard-earned battlefields,
may paint in glowing characters the his
tory of brave men, and victorious armies
of many centuries ago; and may we not
look forward to the day when an impartial
history of our Confederate army, of its
fortitude and ami courage, will beautifully
illustrate the world's history, and such
too, as we may gladly leave for genera
tions yet unborn? Surely to entertain
such thoughts is no delusion. Thu sweet
memory of our dead is inestimable in
value. Time cannot orace their names,
nor mitigate their honor, so long as civil
ization holds its sway.
When the present generation shall have
passed away, there who follow will not
only find pleasure, hut will profit by
learning t lie history of the faithfulness of
those who wore the gray: and it will be a
source of pleasure to all who hear the
story, to think and toll of the fortitude, |
devotion and firmness that marked thriri
career.
We know that the flag beneath which 1
they fought,went down at Appomattox
Court House. It was there, twelve years j
ago it ceased to wave above the heads ol’j
those who bad borne ii so nobly, and had
fought beneath its stars and stripes so j
bravely, were over-powered after endur
ing the fatigues of war under adverse cir- |
cum tunees, for four long and weary years. J
Then it was that lortftiuie, bravery,
strategem, and all that human art and
genius could accomplish, was of no avai ,
and the stern spirit of Leo yielding to the
dictates of reason and judgment, his n.0,,t
trusty guides, was conscious that it was
more honorable to surrender the few at
his command than to saerafiee their lives
in a vain eftort to combat the mighty host
that stood before him, surrendered his
lew devoled soldiers, hut not until the
time had come when the star of his hopes ;
had to him forever set.
If youth would seek for examples
worthy of imitation, where in the history
of the past could names he found that
shone with more lustre than those of our
Confederates? Where are lire leaders of
armies that displayed more courage it. the
hour of supreme danger, than the leaders
of the war worn battalions of eighteen
hundred and sixty-four? The noble spiring
of Lee never quailed when subjected, aie*
actually expert mcing all the adversities _
that could befall a leader when in want of
all the requirements of war except the
courage ot his devoted followers, ami
when iacingjkji army out-numbering his
own more tnau ten to one, was still as
hold, uneonquered and as determined as
when surrounded by circumstances the
most favorable to himself. And when he
had flight his last battle for his country,
true philanthropist that he was, he spent
the remainder of his days instructing the
youth of his native State, until, alas! he
was called from earth, “giant, in body and
auml ilia t he was, he wont to his death,”
wearied child goes to sleep on its
mother’s bosom.
Christians will read the story of Stone
wall Jackson, ami be nerved for the varied
duties and constant conflicts of li.o, when
they think upon Ii s noble character; often
seated iu his saddle in the thickest of
battle with uplifted hands, would pray to
God, regardless of the death-dealing darts
that were doing their destructive work
around him. A terror to his enemy, the
pet and master- of his men, too pure for
earth. Ire was called away to dwell in a
Letter flhid, and none c n doubt the imply
of his dying words: “Let us pass o’er the
river and rest under the shade of the
, )
trees.
If we would learn the story of a great
soul, that suffered under unjust and un
merited censure, we may learn it in the
life oUAlhert Sidney Johnson, as retiring
before overwhelming forces from Ken
tucky, notwithstanding he was pained on
account of the criticism, and severe ccn
' sores that were hurled at him by those
oho were ignorant of what they did.
There was no Arnold's blood in his noble
veins and his iron heart was still unmoved,
within it, was still reigning that love for
his country for which he died, while
struggling to snatch victory from an
obdurate foe.
C ley bitrn, Folk, Bart'w arid many
others’suffered the same ill fate in battle.
Thoy died amid the can nans open roar
leading their devoted followers in “the
fiery crest of battle."
These are but a few repr sentatives of
that army of heroes who died so nobly.
“F’or on the death roll of that army of
heroes now disbanded forever,” thousands
of others as brave and as true, displayed
tit a same Spartan spirit. They are dead;
but let them sleep in! they are more
honored where they are. The shrewd that
enshrines them is one of golden threads,
and it was woven by their own hands.
Let them sleep on! and let the wind from
the South still fan the flowers that wave
’ ahou: the t ll
Lflllfsfl to ye# tender and watchful
care the memory of our dead is entrusted,
it was one of your sex that instituted the
Memorial Society. See to its protection.
But the most that I can say to you iu few
words, be as watchful and manifest as
much interest in perpetuating the memory
of our deal iu the future as you have
been in the pa t.
What Becomes of Them?
•'ho Baltimore Suit is exercised to
know what becomes of the carpet-baggers.
They seem, says the Sun, to be political
trumps, lice to-day and gone to-morrow.
They leave the country they came from
without a sensation ol loss being felt by
any one, and they leave the country they
go to for that country’s good. Whut ba
con csofthem low people know, and fewer
still care. Lm the consoling fact that they
are gone no one has any solicitude to be
informed where they have gone to unless
it. be to make sure that they will not come
hack If they kn -w anything of real in
dus try in any of the practical channels of
life tlihoy would he carpet-baggers. Unfit
lor anything hut public dependence or
Legging, their departure is looked upon
by Stales a- the departure of sturdy men
dicants from premises unprotected by
by police, is looked upon by honest house
holders. Those overthrown hummers,
however, are look ng about to establish
themselves in the organism of society. It
matters little where they go so they cul
tivate tlmir pr •fussional and political ca
pabilities by legitimate processes and in
latitudes outside the sunny South.
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",Ve love babies, and also-quit body cltfr
who loves babies. No man liVvuusic'M
his soul who doesn’t, love baliicsbKabius
were made to be loved, especially givl
babies —when they grow up. A man isn't
worth a “shuck” wbodoe-n tlovea badv,
and ilie same rule applies to a woman.
A baby is a spring day in winter, a hot
house in Mimu.er, a ray of sunshine in'
frigid winter, and if it’s a healthy, g"id
natured baby, and if it’s you ’N, It S U
bushel of sunshine, no matter how cold
tire weather is.
A man cannot he a hopeless ease so long
as he loves babies —otto at a time. We
love babies all over, no matter bow duty
tin •y are. Babies are born to be dirty.
Our love for babies is only bounded by the
number of babies in the world. We also
have sorrowful feelings for mothers who
ha\o no babies. Women always look
and wubcaried who have no babies; and
men who have none always grumble ami
drink and stay out nights, trying to get
music in tiieir souls; but they can’t coute
it. Babies any babies ami nothing can
take the r place.— fLchiwn I’alriol.
About twoqty years ago a somewhat
abusive opponent of the Baptists was
publishing a book against them at the!
office oF'tnu Viutm - of the r>f tl Jg
Mississippi”wgislatuie. By some imflg
vertence the sheets g >t mixed, and before
the confusion wu^jtp' :ted, several\eopies
of the acts were W bound as to exhibit
the following astonishing piece of I. gi la-'
akon-r “Be it enacted by the Senate and
®ouse of Representatives of the State of
Mississippi, That bap means to put under
the water, and tizo means to pull out.”
NUMBER 21.
Adventures iu the Dark.
Last night, just after Blinkus and his
were snugly stored awuy in bed, Mrs. 11.
thought she heard the front door slam.
“llubbie, dear, do you hear that front
door slamming?’'
“No, dearie, I locked it just before I
wound up the clock.”
“I didn’t see you go out in the hall.”
“But I did, love.”
“1 think you must bo mistaken.”
“Well, 1 know when Hocked the door,
dammit."
“Now, you shan’t swear at me. That
door isopen, and I know it. B’posin the
burglars go in am 1 carry oft’ all the stiver.
We’d he in a nice fix.”
“They’d he worse off with the old
plated stuff. Beside-', who ever heard of
a burglary above A street?”
“If you don’t get up and lock that door
I’ll rush out and scream for the police.
I'll rouse the neighborhood if it is the last
act of uiy life.”
Blinkus somewhat ulariMtd at the
threat, rose up and began to fumble
round for a match.
“The matches are at the end of the
wasbstand, love.”
Blinkus paused at the place designated
and broke a soap-dish.
“l*tie/er saw such an awkward man
sinee I was horn,’ 1 quoth Mrs. B. from
the,bed, just as he stumbled hack over a
spittoon aodsat dewn in it so forcibly that
it smashed into forty pieces.
“O Lord!" ejaculated Mrs. B.
Blinkus ilex: struck his toe against a
towel-rack, ami an oath dissolved itself in
the darkness. Then he stepped on the
baby's rattle, and ran one of the points
into his foot half ar. inch. J umping aside
lie upset the centre-table, and began to
flounder out toward the hall. His young
hopeful’s carriage was there, and he fell
over it six different ways before he reach
ed the door.
“Was it open?” queried a voice from
the bed. *
“No, !"
“Oh! it must have been something else
I heard.
lie wa a bravo man, and hud shown it,
in the navy ; lie was a humorist, crammed
full of laughable stories; he was stalwart
i and iu the prime of life; but he had be
come a loafer and a diunkard before his
death yesterday afternoon in a wretched
eeliar, from which he was taken to the
Morgue. It is a pitiful tale, and the end
1 of it wiikbe seen to-day in Fotter’s Field.
A warning to others? —the “Colonel ’
would not have perished in vain if iiis
death warned others from his ways of
drunkenness; but is it likely to do so? If
it. were foolish and depraved people alone
who fell victims to drunkenness, there
would be less reason than there is to
mourn over its ravages; but many men of
honest hearts and tine minds are ruined
by it for both worlds. —A’. F’. Sim.
As far as wo can judge from the tone of
our exchanges the new party movement
is making but little if any headway. Wc
do not think the Republican-Whig party
will ever become an accomplished liiec.
It it should, however, become an organ
ized force, it will he too feeble to capture
any State, and after a brief li'e will pass
away and he forgotten. That class of men
in the 'South who are ready to bite at
any he even now nibbling at
Secretary njhmup.son’s pin hook. —Sun.
News.
Asa couple were out riding the
other ev*tng the young man ventured to
lor a kiss. The lady was much sur
prised—as all young ladirs affect to be
when such a request is made —and asked
him what good it would do him. “Oh,”
replied the young man, “it would make
one feel so gay and lively.” “Well,
Charlie, if as you say a kiss is apt to make
one fe I so very lively, 1 think it we expect
to get home before morning you had Let
ter gut out at once und kiss the old horse. ’ ’
A girl at Scandia was seen walking
around town with her dress so disar
ranged as to exhibit an underskirt, which
was evidently made of flour sacks, for the
printed words were plainly visible: “A
No. I, first quality for family use —war-
ranted. ” —Hiawatha J/rrald.
An Irish house maid boasting of Iter
industrious habits said she rose at 4
o’clock, made a tire, put on the kettle,
prepared the breakfast, and made uj> all
the tceds before any one iu the house
was up.
Nothing to Nobody.—“ Mister, Isay, I
don’t suppose you don’t know of nobody
what don t want to hire nobody to do
nothing, don’t you?” The answer was,
“Yes, l don’t.”
“YYe find that he came to his death
from trying to cut Joe Willet in eouraiti -
Susie Jackson.” was the verdict recent./
of a coroner’s ju>y iu Arkansas.
The Chicago Tribune thinks that if tiro
Bible said “let him that stole steal some
more,” every otficoholdei would carry a
pocket edition.
v A Nashville man nn-wored a Chicago
ANvefliseinent, “How to win at poker, ’
tail'd received for iiis two dollars the fol
lowing; “Hold your aocs, or don’t poke ”
A young lady says to her lover, “You
may be too late forthe cars, but you can
lake a ‘bus’;” and the stupid fellow went
| to look for a bus.