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VOLUME VI.
WAYNESBORO, GA. f THIJRSD Y, NOVEMBEl
25,
1875.
NUMBER
EVA ASHLEY;
OR,
THE TRIUMPH OP VIRTUE.
CHAPTER I,
I that you were my mother’s friend. I
may have heard her speak of you. May
I ask your name ?”
‘‘Certainly, It is Philip Marshall,”
As Eva heard these words pronounced.
Many of the workmen engaged in the sbe utlered | ^ tui ' ned doatbl J P alo >
Dry Dock for a brief space ceased their » nd f e6Ied as if she was about to full to
toil and turned to gaze at the ebip girls, the e round - Marshall attempted to
as they were admitted into the yard BU PP? rt ||| but sbe reooiled from his
one Saturday afternoon. As tbo tno.| ,ouob ' wi,b 1 shudd#r . and tben seiaing
tiro of eaoh of these girls was the col- her basltBt > §| on ,be point of fly-
lection of fuel, it will readily be oon- fr0,n tbe B P ot - But tbe man dor
jecturcd that they bolonged to the poor- tained her, and exclaimed :
"'W'bjass. Such was indeed the fact, as j ^ jVa , before you go, you must ex
tattered garments, pale faces, and half- i P^ a ' b to me the meaning of all this,
starved,.emaciated forms proclaimed. ! §g do y° u exhibit s “oh emotion at
me to assume an attire which I had
never worn before and to represent to
you that I was rich.”
“And such is not tbo oaso?”
“No—I am just what you see mo
now—a ship-oarpector.”
“But that was a base proposition
you mado to mo. Love did not prompt
you to dp this.”.
“I did that, Eva, only the more ful
ly to satisfy myself how pure you were.
Oh, I beg that you will forgive me.”
“I do, Mr. Candor,” »
“But I ask more than this; I love
you, and I never can be happy until
you are my wife. Then assure me that
best attire, and she was, itieed, lovely.
A few words were spokte uud then
A Grammatical Problem.
The other night a sleepy eyed Roman
7“ .7 ~ mi ' / , •* I , V 4 , Bfuool-boy, with whose golden,locks the
together. The false minisi’ hesitated mild zephyrs of about a dozen spring
» moment, while his lipa tfJtmnL and times had fondly dallied, sat in the fam-
There was one among this number l tb# mention of my name?” Slowly j you will be so, and I will dovote my ex
who attracted unusual attention. This i the J$| reoovered herself, turned her , istenoe to the happiness of your mothor
was a young creature, perhaps seven-: b ^ a ® eyes full upon the man, and then j and yourself. Ob, speak, dear Eva,
toon or eighteen years of age. Her fig- rc P bed > ' D a T0 ' ce tbnt was firm, , but do not give utterance to suoh word;
ure was small and graceful, and her face as fn)i °f reproach as wore her as will forever crush 1 me. Will you be
quite pale ; but it was beautiful and in-1 words • m J wife?”
telleotual. She moved about ra'ther j “1’hilip Marshall, I have prayed for Tears filled tho eyes of the maiden
timidly, and often a blush mounted into y° ur spirit, because 1 thought your body and she trembled, and ouly gave her
her face as she was addressed by some) re P 08ed in tbe grave, and that you had reply w en urged over and over agait
one of the workmen, or heard some ex- performed one last aot ol justice before
pression of admiration fall from their I i ou died. But you are a double do-
lips! She was dressed in doep black, I and 1 ia almost a wond. r to me
and her appearanoe was that of poverty * ba ^ permits so great a villain to
struggling with the end of better days. ^ v e.”
“Pray, goon—lot me bear all you
“Who is that young creature ?” asked
OQC-Of tho men, as he gazed intently
upon her, dropping his ax, and turning
slightly pale. “She is an angel in
petticoats, and is turning the heads of
nearly everybody about here. Her
name is 1 Eva Ashley.” The voice of
the questioner trembled visibly as he
agaiu asked :
“How long is it since sbe first came
here,?”
“She has probably made Us half a
dozen visits.”
“Do you kuow why t-he comes.? Is
her family so very poor that this is
necessary ?”
“Just at present they are. The mo
ther has been very ill for several weeks,
and so they have Lccome reduced.—
They live in a’ very neat little room,
' A c d 'hey are proud. I offered them
«* CScj. >rned it simp
ly because [ intimated that I would
P c»ide amply for them, on conditions
that tho girl would look upon me as a
particular friend.”
“They did right, and you are a vil
lain for making such a proposition.” ||
“I know it ; but that’s the way with
all the world. I will have her yet,
even if I aui compelled to resort to a
mock marriage. Wouldn’t that be a
capital idea ?”
The man did not wait to hear further
words of this sort, but he advanced to
the side of Eva and said :
-‘My good gill, you are too delicate
to carry that basket of chips. Work
hours will bc over soon, and if you will
wait,' I will set it down at. your door
forryou.” Eva looked up and saw that
she was addressed by an elderly person,
and she did not fail to note the fact
that he was deeply agitated. She was
favorably impressed with his appearance,
but she repled:
“I thank you kindly, sir; but my
borne is not far away, and I would not
give you so touch trouble. I have car
ried the basket several times, and I do
not find it too much for my strength.” V
“I am told that your mother is, or
has been, very ill. She is still -living ?”
*“Oh, yes, aDd fast recovering—thanks
to Providence and kind friends.”
“For whom do you wear this garb of
mourning ?”
“For'my father, sir,” '.
“Then he is dead—or at least you be
lieve such to be the fact ?”
- *xo, sir. We Chink be is yet alive,
and that while he lives he must think of
us. We hope to see him once more;
but in his absence we mourn him. Oh,
wliat am I saying ? I fear I have spoken
words which I should not; but I a£
most felt that I might safely speak to
you, sir, for you did not seem like a
stranger to me. I am sure that I have
seen your face before, and beard yoar
voice; and yet it is like a half-forgotten
dream.”
“You have met me before, Eva, when
you were a little child. I was your
would say
“Yes, you shall hear me. and if you
have any humanity in your heart, it
may not be too late for you to undo
some of the fiendish work of years ago.”
“Go on-—I am listening.”
“You are listening, but malicious
smiles tells me that I have very little
to hope for. You. know that there nev
er lived a happier family than that of
ray parents and rayselt, until you came
under our roof. My father treated
you as a freiend, for he thought that
you was a true one. But you proved
to be a viper. You sought to win my
mother from honor, but sbe spurned
you. This made you an; ry, and you |
to do so. Then she said':
“Mr. Candor, had you been the rich
man I supposed, I never should ,hayc
entertained the idea for an instant, of
becoming your wife; for I should
have doubted my ability to make you
happy. I confess, however that I loved
you, in spfte of all my efforts to 'the
contrary.”
“Aud you will le mine ?”
“Since 1 find you are one whose toils
I can share, I will answer, that if ray
mother gives her consent, [ will become
your w’fe.”
The transport of the young man ap
peared to be uubouuded. He only
waited until the hall door closed upon
them, when he clasped the confiding
creatare to his bosom, and kissed her
lips over and over again, while he ut
tered- passionate words aud protesta
lions of uever-d3’iDg love.
Then the little home was reached,
swore to be revenged. You gradually | and the lover became eloquent in his
poisoned the mind of my father against I pleadings. He pictured to the mother
his wife, and fiually you succeeded in
making hitr, fully iuat sLo was n
false wouialv and he left us forever.—
We have never seen him since, for that
father is pure a d good, and ho would
never tolerate wrong in others. So you
have rendered those who befriended you
wretched in the extreme. This was the
first great crime.” y
‘'■And what was the next?”
“Three months ago we received.the
confession of Philip Marshall, or wliat
purported to be soeh. It was eeitaiuly
in his hand-writing, and it was witness
ed. It set forth that the next duy he
was to die upon the scaffold, and that
was an aet of justice to us, he acknow
ledged that there was not one word of
truth in his representations to my fa
ther—that he bad been actuated by mo
tives of revenge, and that ho believed
my mother to be pure as an angel, -gj
This raised hope in our hearts, and we
have made every effort to fiod my in
jured father, and make him happy once
more. But you come back alive. The
story of you I* execution was false, and
flow I presume, you will declare that
your confession was Also faise, and that
you played this trick just to keep our
hearts still bleeding, by raisiug our
hopes but to crush them again. Now,
sir, yon have hoard me, and I will leave
HHI to heaven’s vengeance.”
Eva caught up her basket^ and was
about to depart. Butj-the ytoiang man
who had spoken so slightly of her, took:
theiburden from her hands, land said:
“Miss Ashley, I will accompany you
for you luayjinccu protection from 'this
villain. Pardon me, I have heard your
words, and so I understand all.”
As they left the yard, Marshall stood
gazing after them, while he exhibited
the deepest emotion. Then lie follow
ed on, thus learning the location of the
home of Eva.
CHAPTER II.
The poor girl was so deeply agitated
that it was some moments before she
conld speak j but at length she asked :
“Mr, Caudor, how is it that I find
you at work in the yard? I thought
motherls friend, although many years,j that you were a man of wealth aud
have passed since I have seen either fashion.”
her or yourself. I did not know that “Eva, I will confess all, now ;” and
you were, in distress, or I should have the yonng man exhibited considerable
come to yonr relief, if I could have ! feeling as he spoke; “aud I believe
found you.” -
“You are very kind; but we have
not been in our present situation very
that you will forgive me. When I first
met you, I saw that you were beautiful,
j I believed that you knew the power of
long. My mother became ill, and she that beauty, and that yon would se$ik a
required my constant attention, so that i man of wealth as yonr husband, and
I had no time to work. But sho will that you never would consent to wed
soon be well, and then we shall no j an impecunious man. I loved you, and
Jongftr suffer from want. But you say j I fqlt that I must win you. This led
her, own..unprotected condition, as well
as'itnat of tier child, and he did not.
fail to lay considerable stress upon the
return of Phillip Marshall. H» spoke
of his own loneliness ; the fervor of his
love, and plead that tie union might
be consummated that very night. This
seemed like a singular request, but the
arguments used were of such a nature
that they prevailed at length, and it
was ugreed that the marriage might
take plaee-at once. With a trembling
heart, Eva set about her hasty prepa
rations, while Candor went forth, prom
ising to,ctime back again in an hour.
He had soarooly- reached the street
when he was met by Phillip Marshall.
He took the man by the arm and said:
“My friend, I understand by wliat 1
overheard between you and the girl
that you are by no meaDS a friend of
the fi^nily. Would you like to be. fur
ther revenged upon them ?” 1
“Aye, that I would,” was the bitter
response.
“You can—to-night.”
“Tell me how.”
“Go with me. We will procure
venerable wig, reverential garments, a
white neck tie; and then you shall act
as a minister, and perform the marri
age ceremony. Myself aDd Eva are to
be united in the holy bonds of matri
inony to night. Yes; within an hour,
if possible, for I am impatient to call
'her mine.”
“What am I to gain by this?”
“Further revenge, and some gold:
I have a little saved ut>, and it shall be
y-Vlrst Is it a bargain?”
“A mock marriage, eh ? You will
weary of your victim in a short time,,
and then you will leave her, heart bro
ken. Did you ever stop to think of
that?”
“I can only think of present happi
ness;—I must leave the future to chance.
A hundred dollars shall be yonrs when
you have successfully performed this
job. Is it a bargain ?”
“Como on—let us make the prepaftt-
tions.” •
J In an hour after, the young man en
tered tbe poor woman's house, dressed
in a neat manner, and ready for his dis
reputable plot. He was accompanied
by Marshall, now disguised as a man
of seventy, and two others to aot as wit
nesses.
Tho mother reclined in her rocking
chair. It was evident that she had
been weeping, for her eyes were in
flamed and moist with tears. Eva, too,
had been weeping; but a sweet smile
played around her lips, and it was evi
dent that she felt a joy new and strange
to hen Sho had robed herself in her
then he began a prayer. 0} how touch- j • sitting room, drowsily conning over
ing were tho words that jl from his I b ' B K r ammnr lesson for tho following dan
i- „ i .„ii j j J. n As if tbe question had come to him in
1 ps Tears rolled down J his Own j a ife, h ‘ e s , c8p!lj turned t b ward £
obeeks, and several times j ertiotion paternal sire ana dosingly asked, “Pap,
was so groat that ho was trolled to i® H right grammar to say ‘u women?’ ”
is words. Could so vf 'a wretch “Why, of coursfe not, my son. Tho
article V in never lined with the plural
I number, and so tho expression, ‘a wo-
: • v -rr |1 nt*••
sire, in flint manner of lordly pride whicly
one assumes in explaining a learned
problem to seekers ftf or knowledge.
“■Well, then,” paid that student of
grammar, with an expression innocent
as that of a one day old lamb, “if it
ain’t right to say ‘a women,’ how is it
right to say amen
Instead of answering which question
that pap assumed the character of a
lecturer selecting an the topic of his
discourse the “Incompatibility of Levi
ty and Gra rimar.” ■.
cease
so deceive?
The prayer gpdftd*-**
mother’s voice was hearclt
i . . , \ jung up
nor own petition to the 1®
OMjw'ftoe.
Oh, how those words thrijj cftch li{J _
When the prayer’, ani , llGd|
A Practical Question.
[From the Montana Mtesour
A WALK FOR
A few days since a prominent citizen
of Aqgpsta mot on Broad street a bur- j Niue days’ Tramp lu the Snow,
ly Countryman, hauling along a large Pood.
tin pail filled with butter. The citizen
immediately baited hi in and said : During the winter of ISO}
“I say, my friend, have you any but- headed by Bacon, the Elk c oi
ter for sale?” i. pressman, started from Lev,: ■
“Oh, no,” was the reply; “I have just Purees county, Indian Terri f'
bought this at a store up town.” City, a spur of ti. H ick
“What, you don’t make butter on your who&e idcitude is nut leas f!. -.
farm?” '.T?ns6 timber.
“No, indeed,,” answered the min, “I I T,r paring Silver wood’s “7v
it cheaper than I can ,j;uko>*. >-,?■« stepp i'--g nhice ex .’si
tenor I
it was found that the false!
fallen upon his knees, and,
dently
weepiug. The ,
1 b josses had
bowed their heqds, and wr*' j j
ly affected.
Eva stood, resting her h i r
| • * d upon her
inister bud
c, was, ovi*
loyer’s bosom,,while he se.
t he-
md nearly
iicr s voice
overcome. Then
again spoke:
“Let the ceremony pro<*j »
“No 1” cried Candor, ®§| |
trom a reverie; “it eannot| on jfg „
“And why not ?” was!
question asked.
“Because I am too gred v ;, ]ain |
be the husband of one sty,
Ashley When I
knees before her, conies?.
ceived her pardon, then T
her husband.”
“Pray, explain ?”
‘ I will. I am not a pojt
one of great wealth, g
presented myself. Neitheii ,
r j . my name
Cuodor. but Perry LivingstL j weut
into the yard to work for th purpose of
deceiving Eva; believing b i oovjld
the more readily accompli.* pm ,
pose. But I love her. fj
prayer has made me a d£-(. cnt man
and now I ask that a « |||
be procured in place of tl , Vp d
r # . nb ^liaise one
und that Jhe niarrian r e > «'
•'Vre as Eva
upon my
\fjind re-
;:'y become
man, but
first re-
Slic Paddled her own Canoe.
The train was approaching Atlanta,
and th;o obliging conductor went up to
the homely old ladyTwbo was evidently
traveling alo.ne, and said :
‘Mad
am, have you any compamour
f** tjo. , ,/pl aj;
ilxs wig from the Wni cor.fede-
rate exposing him as' helwa**. A cry
burst from the lips of Evr, and as she
exclaimed :
“Oh, it is, the villain I tfld you of—-
Phillip Marshall 0
“No, it is your father, £fa,” gasped I
the mother. r 4 '^
Instantly the daughter! sprang into
the arms of her newly founcparent, and
for a moment, wept upon Iris bosom.
Then sbe quickly procured die supposed
confession of the villain v4io had so
nearly wreeked that family. There
was no doubt but that it.gas genuine,
and the happy and long bft husbaud
were once more unitedr^\
“Did you ieally in tend It 6 perform
tbe marriage ceremony, fdiher?” ask
ed Eva, after a while.
“Of course, I did not. 1 believed
that the young man would dent at the
last moment, even as he hai done.' If
he had not,'of cojurso I shoild have ex
posed him.”
The dark clouds which lad so long
a I hovered 6vet thtise loVing . hearts, had
at length passed away. -Purity aud
Truth had triumphed, and in a short
time the poor chip girl becatue the wife
of Percy Livingstone.
A Shelby (Ky ) paper is ^responsible
for the statement that a young lady
was recently married in that locality
who was so exceedingly mbdest whefa
the hour for tying the Aatrimouial
noose arri ve>A flint she had J lig-tied to
I the bed post until the c^mony was
j performed. She was .pd?r'e/tly willing
■and even desirous of wedditjg the man
of her choice, but the idea ot marrying
in the presence of any one else was
more than her modesty ciuld stand,
licuce the necessity of tyiugjher. •
“Oh, yes sir; Martha Ann made me
fetch along her little black ridicule that
she calls a kumpanioo 1”
“ No ! no! I mean an escort!”
“A what, sir?” and she looked at
him hard enough to break her specta
cles.
“A fallow traveller with you,” ex
claimed the conductor desperately.
She arose. Her uplifted hand look
ed deadly in its black mitten garniture.
“You good-for- nothing' scamp! no
sir! The idee of me, a lone woman,
with no naturl protector but a sheep
skin kivered New Testament, having a
feller traveliu’ with me! Your mother
ought to weep over your impudence,
young man; and I’ll have ye to know ■
that I kin git along in this world about
as well as any sixty-year old widow
that you ever struck agin !’’
By this time the conductor was out
on the platform, wiping the perspira
tion from his face, and swearing that
theoldvlady might “go it alone” to her
-fc-CIIlt’gdkjnLi-1)tlanta Cnumilidion.
A Family Prayer.
A few years I visited an old feudal
castle in England. One of its towers
dates from King John’s time ; its outer
walls bear marks of serge and damage
[from the guns of Cromwell. The young
owner, lately married, was beginning
bis house keeping aright, and when I
came dowu to the old hall to breakfast,
bis servants were all .assembled for pray
ers with the family. Though I was ask
ed to offiefiato, I reminded my kind host
that every man is a priest in his own
household, a^d I bogged him to offi
ciate as he was used to do. So he read
prayers and Holy Scripture, with due
solemnity, and we all kneeled down.
Happening to lift my eyes, I observed
over his head, upon a massive oaken
beam, that spanned the hall, an inscrip
tion in old f English, which I caught at
a glance, aud wlijcli deepened my solemn
impressions of the privilege of family
prayer. It was nearly as follows;
That, house shall bo preserved, and
never shall decay.
“ VYhere..the. Almighty God is worship
ped day f>y day.” A. JL). 15S8- .
I have modernized the spelling; but
there these wordu haye stood fein.e the-
,days of .Queen Eliz-tbeth. On the walls
hung the portraits of my young friend’s
ancestry; among them, those children
of the great Stafford, of whom he spoke
so beautifully, when he. made his I noble
defense, before laying his-head on the
block. Here was a scene, widely differ
ing from the “Cotter’s Saturday Night,”
but in principle the same. The rich,
oven more thao the poor, need such a
light in their dwelling;” otherwise
“how. hardly shall they that have riches
VTvtor-auiq the kingdom of
can bu
you put up on your place all the bacon i ruiuf? to Newsome L
that you : use | of some eight was
“No. I can buy it cheaper.” .dan, a Norwegian, well known u
- “Just so. But you make enough writer of this article. He had t>
corn to supply you ?” luck to break a snow-shoe, and wa
“No. I can buy it cheaper than I vised to take it back to Silver wool
can make it.” the party could not stop in the
■ n ran
Richard Wi!
“.Well what do you make ?”
“Oh, I make cotton.”
“Now, ijny friend,” said the citizen,
“you say that you can buy butter, ba
con and corn cheaper than you can make
them on your own farm. What would
you think if I told you I could also buy
qotton cheaper than you can make it ?
Aud yet such is the case. I will agree
to sell you all the cotton, you want next
year 'a half a cch.t a pound cheaper than
you can make it ? Why plant any cot
ton then ?”
This seemed to strike the country
man forcibly. “I never thought of that,”
said be, “I will go homo and think about
what you have said to me.”
This farmer is not -an exception to the
rule. How many are there in this sec
tion who produce on their farms or plan
tations anything that they use ? Cotton
is kirg, and his sceptre Is a rod of iron.
So long as planters persist in raising
the staple to tho exclusion of everything
else, jn.st so, long will they be burden
ed with debt and the prosperity of the
State and the South retarded. There
is no reason why every planter should
not produce everything in the way of
food needed on the farm. We have
been dependent long euough on the
West for our. meat and bread. Let us
declare our independence aud demon
strate it in a practical manner.
Here is a Mormon reason for marry
ing a Gentile: “Why, isn’t he hand
some ! and then he is good, and tben—
imd then—I wanted every bit of him to
Believing ho could go back by tl <
plainly marked trail in tbe snow am.
blazes on the trees for a guide. Oh.
others pushed on and safely arrive*- -t
Elk City, aud no fears were entertained
regarding the fate of W ildan, till seven
days later a now party crossed tliQ mono
tains, and then it was ascertained that
Wildau had not gone back.
Immediately a party was mustered
and on snow-shoes‘started to find the
lost man. His trail was at last found
and followed by tbo hardy pioneers i»
search of him. ne
was found, still o- -4#^" A
circle op tbe hard-beat2n !!lcX> aY-^ni^ own
making, his feet badly frozen, } e ; n -
closed in the sleeves of bis coat, wbie-i
he bad wrapped about them.
Tbe thermometer showed nine de
grees below zero a great part of the time
he was struggling on his feet for life.
Tho partv finding him saw that he was
thoroughly crazy. On accosting him
and asking him if he was not hungry, •*
replied, “No.” He was fed on Dork au*’
and beans at a house not far back. Not
a trace could be found where he had
sat down, not a sign of where lie cou. i
have taken a rest—in fact, with i.»e
cold never less than frur degrees below
zero, he never had walked again bad he
rested. He was brought to Newsome
CreotElation, on the ninth night of tin-
wild, cold, unfed, cheerless walk in tue
deep snow—and tenderly cared for >• .
Wall & Beard, keepers of that station
and eventually recovered so as to co a
rrnnfl cPflQan’s Wiirk will a Dick .l-»d
didn’t like it, but Id id r
One of the bronze medals presented
by Congress to the heroes of tho battle
of Lake Erie is in the possession of a
gentleman of Toledo, Ohio. On one
side is a likeness of Commodore Perry
in naval uniform, and on the reverse is
a representation of the fleet iu line of
battle, engaging the enemy. The own-
ur intends to send the medal to . the
Centennial Exhibition.
Tbe first Masonic Lodge has just
been organized in Jerusalem. Its Mas
ter is an American, its Past Master is
an Englishman, its .Senior Warden is a
German, its Junior Warden is a native,
its Treasurer is a Turk, its Secretary is
a Frenchman, its Senior Deacon is : a
Persian apd its Junior Deacon another
Turk. t Among its members are Christ
ians, Mahometans and Jews. Free
masonry is evidently cosmopolitan.
The ladies of literary London have
no meetings there os thtjy have in
America. George Elliot is) sometimes
seeu in literary clubs, with lifer husband.
Mr. Lewes, but very rarely. She lives
in a quiet, humble way, in the North
side of London, in a littlp two-stO'ry
house, Lady Hardy, anoffier of the
great ladies of London, is uiving now
just opposito. Mrs. Lintonjlives in the
heailt of Loudon, in a little] mOrc pre- :
tentious style. Christina hjosetti is an
invalid, and lives with her mother aud
brother. Jean Ingelow liy/es in the
aristocratic Kensington Gaiidcns quar
ter, but in a plain and quiol way, and
is very accessible to Ama.icans. In
fact, all of these great ladiei of London
will make you feel at home .s much in
half an hour as if you’d gn () e to take
tea with a favorite aunt.—o aauin Mil
ler. ' • J Y
Bishop Cox's Covenant Prayers.
It is unkiud . in the Philadelphia
Times to ellude to a hard-worked or
ganist in this joqring way ; Tbe Pitts
burg Gaz^te has a $3,000 Post-office
advertisement, and thinks that Grunt
and Hartranft are the •prominent men
for the Presidency in 1876, with Grant
rather ahead. Of course, the official
pap has nothing ; to do with the third
term business, but there are people out
West just cynical and rams-horny
enough $0 intimate that Post office ad
vertising and the third-term are gun
ning, in pair
Inflation is nut dead, but it is evi
dent its friends see that for the present
at least, their only policy is to keep so
unpopular a scheme in the background,
heaven.”— There are not a half dozen newspapers
good
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season 3
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tfiites below js,ja
lactuu.siife:
City camp. Mr. Wildan was a man o.
about 108 pounds weight, short and
stoat.
That this article is true in every res
pect- is easily to be proven. L. B.
Btowd, Deputy United States Tax Col
lector, now of Mount Idaho, or Mr.
Charles Frush, a clerk now in the laud
office of the Interior Department, can
vouch for the general truthfulness of
this slight sketch. Here is a case
where seven days of real walking to^k
place without any refreshment or suc
tion of apparel—without cheer of any
kind, and all for life. Let f jols prance
on boards, stages, etc., Dick Wildan’s
feat will overshadow anything they ever
can do. . I hope some representative
man from Idaho will see this article,
and give the particulars more fully than
is here done, although this is a
account in all truth given. Wildau
and those wl«o found him and cored fi>r
him should live in history, and I hope
he is still od his feet.
of all parties which openly support it
I now—only one or two of any.conside \>
able prominence. The Southern press
A Detroit marriage notib ends with
the singular expression, pn bably add-
The superintendent, of an insane asy
lum iu Franco, while nass’ns: through I . . - .. . - , ^
7i 1 .1 l - --i 6 0 ’ is a unit in favor of aroppuiff the ques-
the wards recently noticed a man of, tion out of E ; , lt culh ^ * ld a
very inoffeosme appearance sobb.ns in vote | the Democratic press of tbe conn-
his bed like *a child. , . . . , . . ■ , : x ,, »
l{ >« - . , ... , n 0 „ try-fb be taken to-dav on .(he same sub-
My ftieod, is tbe ? | ^ tb6te | not : „ 0 f doubt
inquire le p ysician. j |.that the Inflationists would be voted
“An, sir, said the lunatic, “my next j v - -. r 1
, i 7 • 1 tt ! down by a roaionty of 100 to 1. The
neighbor has played me a sad trick. He I 1. i 1 f&r r n 1 i T v ~
6 1 j •; 1 v 3 r 1 1 rag baby is not dead, but it is in a very
concealed my knife, and I have been |g§| J
looking for it two hours without be* ^ J a
ing able to find it.” Then he added English physicians are in the habit
with a smild childlike and bland, “but of sending patients to Italy to get the
I will play him a. fine trick in r turn.” i benefit of the climate and drink asses’
“That’s all right,” said the superin- milk. In order to insure the purity of
tondantpohsolingly patting him on the J the milk, the asse 5 * are ordered each
shoulder. Two days later the^uperii?,- day to the patient’s door, where the
teudent chanced to walk through the milking is done under his own eye or
.<011)0 room early in tho morning. His that of a servant or friend. A tiavel-
iusane friend stopped him and,said: j ler, writing of this custom, says that
“I have found my knife again, and j “the Ass-milkcrs in the Italian towns
have played that trick on my comrade,
as I told you I should do.”
“How is that ?”
“While he was asleep I hid his head.
usually carry a bladder of lukewarm
water under their clonks, kept up to the
heat of the tody uuder the armpits, of
the opulent? of which they furtively in
“This roan is very crazy*” thought the fuse a port i ni into tho several milk
superintendent; then he asked, “and | jugs in tho face of the domestics, who
what did you do with it then ?” never suspect the trick. Thus are poor
“I put it in tbe linen closet, but you I patients, when given up by the faculty
need,bot tell him,” was the answer.'The and sent to languish under an Italian
physician walked mechanically to the
closet*, opened the door and looked in.
ed by a waggish friend : '/‘May their i The bead of tbo lunatic’s comrade wa
future troubles be little ones.” Uiere.
sun, and die, turned over to the tender
mercies of tricksters generally, the as-
j S0c|ates or creatures of cheating hotel
keepers”
The Southern States, under which
designation we include what are called
the border States, embraces a great va
riety of climate and every variety of
soil. Their productions combine those-
of the temperate and tropical zones-—
The South produces all the cereals, and
Maryland and Virginia may vie with
the North in this production, while
they also raise tobacco which command"
a high price in all the markets of t
world. Before the late war the Sou?it
raised more of the great staple, Indian
corn, than the North. Thus the ag^r.
gate crop of the Union in 1859 wr.
838,79^,740bushels, of which the oout L-
ern share was 441,980,667 bash-: .-
Tbe South produced about two-sevom!j>
iff the wheat crop, and nearly a fifth f.
the oat crop. It produced about
ninth of the common potato eroj. and
nearly all the sweet potatoes. It is ur.
necessary to say that the great staples,
cotton and rice, arc produced almost
exclusively in the Southern States.—
The cane sugar crop is all produce!
here; seven-tenths of the tobacco; six-
sevenths of the hemp crop, four-fifihs of
the poa and bean crops. The Southern
live stock before the war was great it
number* and its value more than in the
North. These facts illustrate the va-t
extent and variety of the agricultural
resources of the ^ outh.
A Methodist preacher traveling ?
the back settlement of & Western Stu
stopped at a cabin, where an old lady
received him very kindly, giving him 1
warm supper, and asking many ques
tions: “Strangei, where n.ough yo
bo from ?” “Madam, I rc-ude iu Shot
by county, Kentucky.” “Wall, stran
ger, hope no offence, but what ni" 1
you be doing outhcie?” “Madam, J
am looking for the lost sheep of the 11
of Israel.” ^“Johnj” shouted !
lady, “here’s a stranger all the v
Kentucky a bunting k*.dt stock, at* <
just bet my life that U eu.rh, ha
blackvram that came into our Yard last,
week is one of bison.”
