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THE temperance crusader,
PENFIELD, GEORGIA.
Thursday Morning, May 6, 1858*
correspondents of Uncle Dabney Jones will
address him as heretofore at Palmetto, Ga.
Our Trip to Jefferson.
We have just returned from a soul-stirring temper
ance jubilee in old Jefferson, where we found the cause
gloriously triumphing and destined to triumph over all
opposition. We will give some etchings of our trip next
NO Agent In Louisville.
The agency which we established last year at Louis*
ville, Georgia, is re-called. We have no authorized
agent at that place.
Dr. Wm. Houser, near Bethany Camp Ground and
Speir’s Turn-out, has kindly consented to act as our
agent for that section of the country.
Melancholy Accident.
On Saturday evening last, a son of Mrs. A. E. Hun
ter, of Greenesboro’, fell from a wagon loaded with sand;
both wheels ran over his chest, crushing him so severely
‘hat he died in fifteen or twenty minutes afterwards.
He was about fourteen years of age.
uHanging” in Greene County.
On Friday last, John, the murderer of Smith Jones,
was publicly executed about a mile from Greenesboro’.
We learn that an immense throng of people, both male
and female —black and white, congregated around the
gallows to witness the scene. The crowd was variously
estimated at from one to six thousand people. The case
of the slave, Thornton, who was sentenced to hang on
the same day, has been taken, by Judge Cone, to the
Supreme Court for anew trial.
No county in the State has surpassed Greene in her
efforts to suppress crime, by executing the guilty.
Within the last thirty odd years, many have been made
examples of, to terrify and warn the wrong-doer of the
dreadful penalties of the law.
In February, 1826, a slave ofWrn. Armor was hung
for killing one of Penny’s negroes.
In February, 1835, a slave of J. H. Broughton was
hung for the murder of another of his negroes.
In March, 1839, a slave belonging totheestateofWm.
Tally, was hung for burglary.
In April, 1847, Warren J. Boon was executed for the
murder of Allsop.
In October, 1850, Wm. 11. Hall was executed as the
murderer of Fuller.
In April, 1852, a negro of Jno. L. Tarpley, was hung
for an attempt to murder his master.
In April, 1858, a slave of Reuben Bennett was hung
for murdering Smith Jones.
We here give a long list of unfortunate beings who
have met a truly sad fate. Let the living who are steeped
in crime, and who love to commit misdeeds, read the
sad and melancholy end of those who have gone on be
fore them in the path which they are treading.
\ Quiet Place.
In one of our country exchanges we find the follow
ing recommendation of a thriving little neighboring
town:
A lew days ago. a gentleman in conversation with
some friends, was praising Woodville, Miss., to the
skies, and remarked, among other things, that it was
the most quiet and peaceable place he ever saw there
was no quarreling nor rowdyism, nor fighting about the
streets; if a gentleman insulted another, he was quietly
shot down, and there was the last of it !
Personal independence.
A Western editor lately offered his hat as a prize for
the best essay on Independence. The following obtained
the prize:
National Independence is easipr imagined than de
scribed. Personal Independence consists emphatically
in being suited in a clean shirt, drawers, socks, and a
nicely blackened pair of boots, with at least a dollar and
a clean cambric in your pocket, all on Sunday morning
with your wife on one arm and your baby on the other,
taking your own course towards your own preacher, in
the blissful expectation of doing your own snoozing, in
your own pew, wherein no one dare venture to nudge
you with his elbow, or tickle your nose with a straw.
True Courage.
The annexed reply of A. J. Stofer, Esq., of the Cul
pepper (Va.) Observer, to a challenge sent him by H. M_
Garland, of the Republican, exhibits more true courage
than would a thousand duels:
I am not willing in cold blood to attempt the life of a
fellow-man —even should he have no family and chil
dren dependent upon him—nor am I willing to make
myself a target for the cold, deliberate, malicious feel
ings of another, and thereby place myself in a position
where my wile may be made a widow, and my children
orphans; but even if I did, I can see no reason to resort
to such means to satisfy the present difficulty between
us. The controversy is one not affecting the honor, I
think, of either, unless conscience is the monitor of con
demnation, for either might be mistaken in some par
ticular.
But with reference to the whole matter, in future , as
in past, I shall maintain a defensive position; and, as I
can be seen daily on the street, you can take such course
as you think proper.
Garters.
A correspondent of the Boston Transcript says:
We ask if it be possible that one can destroy the pro
portions of a well shaped leg by gartering the stocking
below the knee? Look at the statue of a Venus, and in
thought, draw a band or an elastic under the knee—
would not the result be a deformity? But place the band
above the knee—it becomes an ornament. The women
at Athens and Rome, who were famed for their taste
and skill in dress and knowledge ofartistic beauty, wore
the garter above the knee. But not to occupy ourselves
with them, let us see how long it has been thus worn
with us. We have an authority in this matter —the
Duke de Saint Simon. If he does not prove the garter
to have been worn above the knee before the reign of the
great king, he establishes, at least, this fact—that the
elegant and fashionable women of the time wore it thus;
for, in his memoirs, alluding to a Mile, de Brenille, whose
inelegant manner caused much ridicule and gossip, he
says, in his language, then so popular, “ she was one of
those common, vulgar persons, who garter below the
knee.”
The Career of the Rowdy.
The following we clip from the Baltimore Patriot, and
earnestly commend it to the serious consideration of
that character found in almost every community—the
“ rowdy,” especially communities cursed with those
miserable holes called grog-shops—and God knows
the Devil has instigated man to put them in almost
every corner of the earth:
We have noted, with some degree of attention, so far
as such matters come within reach of our observation,
the end of notorious characters—men distinguished as
bullies, bravadoes, outlaws, incendiaries, night-prow
lers, including other champions of lawlessness —and
find that onetime or another, sooner or later, they are,
with almost unerring certainty, cut off by violence at
some stage of their disreputable career. Well for them
might it be, if they could become convinced of this fact.
It speaks in a warning voice to very many within our
own and other large cities at the present time, whose
offences and crimes are daily chronicled, and whose ac
tions are not only festering sores to the healthfulness,
good government and safety of society, but bad, almost,
as pestilence and famine. Let them, then, take warn
ing from the closing scene of one who has given rise to
these reflections—behold the miserable termination of
his lawless life —and remember that theirs is awaited by
a similar doom in a day and an hour when least dreamed
of.
However unfortunate it may be to victims thus slain,
degrading to their memory and heart-rending to those
connected with them by the ties of consanguinity, yet
so little is public sympathy enlisted in their behalf, that
there demise, as one after another they fall by violence,
is hailed rather as a blessing to society than a calamity
to be deplored. Spurned dreaded and despised in life,
they are no less so afrer it is ended. Outlaws whilst
living outlaws in dying, andoutlawsin memory. Who
would not loathe so unenviable a reputation? Who
would not pity the parents called to mourn over such off
spring?
m.y.n^ RE n IDEN -. B T KI!, . R,DOE -- Itiß known that some
personal necessity has induced the Vice President
to abondon for the present the cha rof the Senate He
has left Washington for New Orleans. It is worthy of
note that up to this day no man knows what is his nosi
tion on the Lemompton Constitution. He has main
tained a rigid, unbending reserve, striking in contrast
with his general character and it is asserted that the
best informed political circles in Washington arc unable
to say whether he is for or against Lecompton. Cer
tainly he has neither wielded the power of his office or
his private influence in aid of the Administration at this
crisis. It is argued from this silence that Mr. Breck
inridge is, in his own mind, opposed to the policy of the
Administration ; but, being a member of it, he haß not
felt at liberty to embarrass its action.— Buffalo Com.
Adv.
In hearing of an Irish case for assault and bat
tery, a counsel, while cross-examining one of the wit
nesses, asked him what they had at the first place they
stopped at ?
“Four glasses of ale.”
“ What next?”
“Two glasses of whisky.”
*’ What next ?”
“One glass of brandy.”
“ What next?”
“A Fight.”
At a meeting still in progress at Oxford, 75 or 80
were added to the church in 10 days, and 25 or 30 since.
The Fly Leaf and Ray Book.
The N. Y. Day Book having seen proper to speak
disparagingly, in the following manner, of this enter
prise and its laudable object, the young ladies take him
to an account for his misdeed, and most effectually de
molish his “ honor”—strip the lion’s skin from his
“long-eared” majesty and leave him, a masculine
“rose-bud,” braying in behalf of “masculinity” of
female mind. The Day Book says:
“ The Fly Leaf is a quarterly publication, issued by
the Senior Class at College Temple, Newnan, Ga., and
devoted to the promotion of Southern authorship and
.the elevation of woman. By the style and tone of the
several articles within its pages', we infer that it accepts
the more rosy-tinted and metaphorical, rather than the
more practical, but less prismatic-hued compositions.
While we do not so much object to a little of this sort
of idea-painting now and then, we must condemn it as a
dangerous and weakening character of writing. What
women need as writers, is strength and vigor, pungen
cy, terseness, point; in fact, masculinity of style.”
The young ladies, after introducing in contrast with
that notice an encouraging and truly merited one from
the Charleston Courier, then take up the Day Book
and handle it in the following rough style:
“We leave our readers to judge which oi the twojour
nals is the better friend to the South —the Day Book
with fulsome flattery, deluding its Southern patrons
with the belie! that it is zealously devoted to their in
terests, and at the same time, endeavoring to repress
and crush their efforts to establish home publications—
or the Courier, than which no better paper is published ?
We remember of reading in father iEsop’s writings,
a “metaphorical” lesson pertaining to a certain long
eared animal which had very self-complacently arrayed
himself in a lion’s skin, and in walking to and fro, seek
ing whom he might devour, terrified the smaller ani
mals as a “true blood” would have done; but while
running rather too rapidly, his true character was dis
closed. We will now discard our “rosy-tinted, pns
malic-hued,”- for the more “practical” style of compo
sition in the application of the above.
We think the Day Book has chosen the advocacy ot
the South’s “peculiar institution ” for the purpose of
victimizing her, and has fitted the garb so ingeniously
as to conceal its true character, thereby receiving the
lion’s share of Southern patronage, to the detriment ot
home publications. In this dress, it looks like a South
ern paper—terrifies the Black Republicans like a South
ern paper —its key-note—slavery sounds Southern, but
when it attempts to roar for the encouragement of South
ern Female Literature, it brays in a most unseemly man
“ What women need, as writers, is strength ar and vigor,
pungency, terseness, point; in tact, “ masculinity ot
style.” We have italicised masculinity.
Mr. Day Book, the South demands no masculine wo
men. Keep your Harriet Beecher Stows, Lucy Stones.
Antoinette Browns, et id omne genus, with their mascu
linity of style, at home. Such exotics cannot flourish
in our clime. They require the hot bed of Blacky Re
publicanism in which to vegetate. We arc confident
that no true Southron will ever approve a masculine
style in female literature, nor do we believe that any
true woman would aspire to it. No, no, Mr. Day Book!
if you are, at heart, a true Southerner, prove it by in
vesting your capital in Southern interests.
How long will the South be content to rely upon her
enemies for school books and literature ?
How long will she continue to lavish her money on
Northern Editors and starve her home journals?
We think their reply a decided hit, and it would do
us good to take them by the hand and give them a
hearty shake.
If it Isn’t “IJnclj Dabney” who is it ?
“ The Fly Leaf,” for April, edited by the young ladies
of the Senior Class in “ College Temple, Newnan, Ga.
contains a series of reflections under the head, Fly
Leaf Mirror,” each reflection being a description of
some public character. In reading reflection No. 4, our
beloved old “ Uncle Dabney,” the “ Blucher” of the
temperance cause South was present to our mind s eye
all the way through, and we instantly, and almost in
voluntarily, asked, “ if it is not he, who in the world is
it ?” Below we give the reflection, to see if others of
Uncle Dabney’s friends do not recognise the old man’s
physique in what we consider th e faithful mirror :
“Is a popular lecturer —of low stature and somewhat
corpulent—large, finely developed head —forehead rather
low, broad and expansive—small black twinkling eyes
expressive of much intelligence and humor —mouth
small and ot a pleasing expresssion—hair once black
but now thickly interspersed with “ silvery threads”—
his step very quick and. firm, a true indication of his
active and decisive mind. He is extremely careless in
regard to his personal appearance—gaems to delight in
being odd —never has had now do we suppose ever will
have a suit of clothes just a’la mode —in fact he is
wholly an original character—and in no instance does
this become so evident as when he is addressing an
audience on his favorite theme. His manner ot deliv
, ery is unique, his comparisons and illustrations are sin
gularly apt, forcible, and impressive. He frequently be
conies truly eloquent. That he is a self made man is
evident in his every word and action; he has a classical
: education and in early life was engaged in teaching.
Beloved and respected by all who know him, he is cor
dially welcomed wherever he may go. Having attained
much popularity abroad he is frequently called away to
other States to deliver his effective harangues. While
age has deeply furrowed his brow, sorrow has also left
many traces on his once handsome sac has
more than once entered his household and robbed him
of his most cherished jewels. Past the meridian of life,
he maintains much of his power, vigor andcheerfulness,
still battling braveiy against the ills of life.
Shocking Affair-—Two Children Poisoning’
Themselves with Alcohol.
Says the Albany (N. Y.) Statesman —“A shocking
affair occurred yesterday afternoon in Van Schack near
Cross street. A number of children got into the manu
facturing room of a man who makes essence of pepper
mint, and who had a barrel of alcohol in the room for
use in his business. Two of them, one named Mary
Dignan aged seven years, and Mary McEnespy, aged
four years, got at the cask and dr.ank the liquor tc a
fearful excess. The youngest was found insensible,
lying near the cask; the other walked home, when she
also became insensible. Both lived at No. 53 Van
Schack street. So soon as their condition was known
Dr Adams was sent for. He administered every rem
■ edy in his power, and at nine o’clock last evening he had
strong hopes oi saving the life of the oldest girl, but for
the youngest was fearful that all efforts would be una
vailing. Its tongue was black and swollen and protrud
ing from its mouth.
The youngest girl died this morning; an inquest held
by Dr. Dean returned a verdict of death by poisoning.
It is expected the elder girl will recover. The children
were led to drink the alcohol by seeing a brother of the
peppermint manufacturer drinker it.
A Maniac in Church.
Those who worship in the First Presbyterian Church
were much amazed Sunday morning, so says the Cin
cinnati Gazette, by the ravings of a spiritualized ma
niac, who sprang up in the midst of the congregation and
made the startling announcement that “ Christ has
come!” Hesprangupon the chancel and ejaculated
with frenzied fervor, “ My brethren, I announce to you
that Christ has come. I can’t explain to you, but Christ
has come. The love, wisdom and glory is here. Last
night I was at National Hall, (Spiritualists’ head-quar
ters,) and they tried to make a medium of me; but I
speak for myself—peace! peace! peace! ” He then be
came frantic and lashed his arms about with frightful
vehemence. A gentleman accosted him kindly and con
ducted him to a scat, when he again shouted “Peactf!
peace! peace ! ” and continued thus, until he was taken
outside of the church, whence he was conducted to a
place of safety, by a benevolent person.
Why arc More Pious Women than Men.
The Cincinnati Gazette thus explains the reason for
a very noticeable and interesting fact: The reason there
are more pious women than men is, not because women
are weaker or their passions less powerful, but because
a feeling of dependence is native in the female heart.
It is because the pride of independence has little or no
place; it is because the female mind has to undergo
comparatively a small revolution to become religious.
One powerful barrier that stands before the path of
every man in his approach to the valley ot humiliation
does not oppose the passage of the true woman. It is
very rare that those who are denominated “strong-min
ded women ” become religious. The pride of personal
independence prevents this.
So sweet and so natural a thing is piety among wo
men, that men have come to regard a woman without
it as strange, if not unhealthy, and Godless men often
select pious wives, because they see that piety softens
and deepens and elevates every natural grace ofpersons,
and every accomplishment of mind.
The Mother Moulds the Man.—That it is the mother
who moulds the man, is a sentiment beautifully illus
trated by the following recorded observation of a shrewd
writer:
When I lived among the Choctaw Indians T held •.
consultation with one of their chiefs respecting the sue
hfe S - lV <fnd tageS of thc j r P ro gress in the arts ot civili/od
their uT , e ’ h,i informed h
telligent men, bwt they married uneducated"^,nj'eneiv
llized wives -and the uniform result was the children
were all like their mothers. The father 8oon!nrnll h “
interest in both wife and children ° Bt all hl9
And now” said he, if we could cducace but one class
ofour children, we should choose the girls, C when
thev become mothers they educate their sons.” This
ts he point, and it is true. No nation can become fully
enhghtened when mothers are not in a good degree
education* 0 dlscharge the duties of the home work of
comets, we think, are expected this year.
Follow It. —Saxe gives the following advice to the
rising generation:
In going to parties just mind what you are at,
Beware of your head, and take care of your hat,
Lest you find that a favorite son of your mother,
Has an ache in the one and a brick in the other ! ’
A California Tornado.
The Red Bluff's Beacon, speaking of the last tornado
that visited Tehama county, week before last, says:
An anvil weighing 150 pounds was blown from a block
which was solidly planted in the ground, a_distance of
eight feet; an iron axletree was blown a distance of
eighty steps ; a two-horse wagon was blown clear across
the yard, and either right over or cleararound a house ;
manzamto bushes, with roots as,large as a man’s body,
were torn from the ground and carried half a mile.
“It Isn’t Me.”
A Washington correspondent writes:
There is a funny bit of scandal going here about a
certain well knowm lady noted for her exquisite com
plexion and fine hair. Her room opened on to a pas
sage way, through which a gentleman was passing, as
the cry of fire was raised in the hotel. The lady threw
up the window and put out her head to see how near the
danger might be. What a sight did she present to the
astonished friend passing by—as sans hair, sans teeth,
sans rouge, sans everything—scarce recognizable, she
stood before him —a spectre! “is that you, Mrs. B.?”
exclaimed the affrighted looker on. “No,” shrieked
the poor, woman, ““it is Mrs. A.” A few hours
later Mrs. B. left the hotel and Washington for the sea
son.
How They are Doing.— The Wheeling Intelligencer
says! One day last week the Hunt family of vocalists
came down the river in a boat like those usually seen
on the‘raging canawl.’ They stopped here, gave one
entertainment, and announced another, but from some
unknown cause, our people were barred the pleasure of
hearing this remarkable family a second time. They
went from here to Moundsville and gave a concert there
and when returning from the place of exhibition they
were caught in a violent storm —not of hail nor rain,
nor snow, but of eggs—“ bad eggs.” Why this storm
was brewed we are unable to say. The “ family ” con
sisted of six or seven young women and as many men.
Love and Steamships. —A young married man from
Newark, who had been on a spree, and by a youthful
indiscretion had incurred the displeasure of his wife, at
tempted to run awav from an accusing conscience and
his upbraiding spouse at the same time, but his better
half, hearing of his intention, overtook him just as he
was going on board a steamer for California on Mon- i
day. She caught him by the knees, and falling upon’
her own in the midst of the surging mass of passengers
and spectators on the dock, implored him in an agony
of grief not to leave her. She wept piteously, and the
young scamp looked ashamed, and tried to break away,
but she held him with a firm grasp. The pair were fi
nally placed in the little office, the door shut, and the
domestic scene concluded. By the aid of some friends,
who held the door, she at last overcame his resolution—
he ordered his trunk ashore, and agreed to go home. It
takes a woman when she tries.
Bloody Affair at Crow Wing. —The following
particulars are from the St. Paul Pioneer:
Crow Wing, March 19, 1858.—Night before last,
Crow Wing experienced one of the most horrid scenes
ever known in this community. Three men, Jeremiah
Selkirk, “ Whisky Jack,” and one Merrill, got on a
spree and attacked McArthur’s grocery, broke it
open and destroyed the contents. They then set fire to
Beaulieau’s store, broke the windows and defied any
one to extinguish the flames. They swore they would
shoot tha first one who came near, and fired two shots
at Fairbanks. McArthur seeing that nothing would
stop them, fired and killed Selkirk, and wounded Mer
rill in the arm pretty badly. “Whisky Jack” got a
swan shot in the leg. So ended the affray. Selkirk
was buried yesterday. Merrill is in the care of the Doc
tor.
The Pioneer adds:
Seklirk and Merril, Indian traders, in February last
while engaged in selling liquors to the Indians, at Leech
Lake, had their stock of goods seized and desrroyed by
the Indians, as a penalty for violating the intercourse
laws. The pair charged Messrs. Deaulieau & Fair
banks, of Crow Wing, with urging the Indians to the
commission of the alleged outrage; and in revenge,
Selkirk on Wednesday night last attempted to set fire
to the store of Messrs. B. & F. in Crow Wing, He
was discovered in the attempt, and after being warned
off, shot dead. Merrill and “Whisky Jack” were
wounded. Selkirk has resided at Crow Wing for up
wards of three years. He is the son of a missionary.
Fatal Rencontre. — Terrible Fight with Pistols and
Bowie Knives. —On Saturday evening one of the
bloodiest and most desperate encounters ever recorded,
even in the annals of Kentucky, took place in Spring
field, Washington county, between Ben Palmer and W.
Mack Booker. The former was instantly killed, and
the latter is not expected to survive his wounds. There
had been some ill feeling between the two, arising from
the election of Booker to the command of a company
that had been raised in that county to go to Utah.
The particulars of the desperate affray are these:
The parties met in the bar-room of a tavern in Spring
field, and an altercation instantly ensued, oneorthe other
first using his fists. Each then drew a revolver and
fired four shots apiece in rapid succession, three of Pal
mer’s hitting Booker —one in the left hand, a second in
his leg, and a third in his left breast. The first shot
fired by Booker struck palmer in the groin, penetrating
the bladder—a mortal wound. He was also wounded
in the leg. After exhausting his shots, Palmer hurled
his pistol with all his strength against Booker, who,
thinking himself mortally wounded, seized the other
with the left hand by the coat collar, and throwing
away his pistol, drew a bowie knife and stabbed the
unfortunate Palmer nine times in the breast and body.
The latter fell dead in his tracks, his body streaming
blood at every pore. Booker may possibly survive his
wounds, though ’tis thought the shot in the breast will
prove fatal.
Booker is the son of Judge Paul Booker, for many
years a District Judge in the State. Palmer is the son
of the Hon. R. C. Palmer, ex-Senator from Washing
ton co. and a grand-son of the late Ben. Hardison of
Bardstown. —[ Louisville Courier, sth.
A Peck of Troubles.
The Philadelphia Bulletin has been at the pains of
compiling a briefbut comprehensive list of the princi
pal difficulties, and omitting all reference to such minor
feuds as the disaffection in the Roman, Neopolitan and
Austrian-Italian States, in Hungary, Poland and else
where, furnishes the annexed catalogue for the consid
eration of its readers:
the little difficulties of 1858.
The difficulty between England and France.
The difficulty between England and the Sepoys.
The war of England and France against China.
The difficulty with the Republicans in France.
The difficulty between France and Sardinia.
The difficulty between France and Naples.
The difficulty between Austria and Sardinia.
The difficulty between Denmark and the German
States.
The difficulty* of the Danubian Principalities.
The difficulty between Russia and China.
The difficulty between Spain and Mexico.
The civil war in Mexico.
The civil war in Venezuela.
The civil war in Peru.
The civil war in Yucatan.
The standing difficulties in Central America.
The difficulty between Brazil and Paraguay.
The difficulty between the United States and Spain,
The Mormon difficulty in the United States.
The Kansas difficulty in the United States.
Xlte Rang liter of a Rich Brewer Elopes with
a Returned Californian.
In addition to the Ashcroft and Jennes case now be
ing investigated at Detroit, the good people of that city
were on Saturday night treated to an elopement of
rather an interesting character. The escape and mar
riage were successful, but the honey-moon was nipped
in the bud by the cruel papa, who, with the assistance
of the officers, took his daughter from the arms of her
lawful husband just after they had retired to their hotel.
The Free Press says :
It appears that Miss Mary Miller, a young lady of
fifteen, and daughter of a rich brewer in the upper part
of the city, has had the felicity to engage the affections
of Charles Burkhardt, a recently returned Californian,
and possessor of $2,000 in yellow dust, done up in two
bags. Their suit was not favored by the wealthy papa,
who forbade the match. The maiden accordingly dried
her tears, and biding her time, told her lover to be on
hand at 7 o’clock, on Saturday evening, prepared to make
himself and her happy for life.
At the appointed time she left the house on pretence
of an errand, and made tracks as fast as her little feet
could patter for the minister’s house. Here she found
her lover, and in a very few minutes the twain were one,
and the domain rejoiced in the possession of a broad
eagle. They then adjourned to the residence of the
bridegroom’s brother, where a feast was already spread,
and a jollification was commenced.
The newly married pair were all happiness and their
light was all sunshine; but unfortunately for thorn, one
of those grievous enemies of romance and youthlul pro
jects was on hand, in the shape of an old woman, who
straightway posted off to the father of the bride and in
formed him what was up.
He made for the scene of festivities with all possible
speed and bolted, in without ceremony. The bride and
bridegroom left at the back door as he came in at the
front one, and they made all haste until they arrived at
the M’chigan Exchange, where they secured a room
and stowed themselves in bed.
The father procured the services of the major part of
the police force of the city and started in pursuit. The
pair were at last found by officer Sullivan, at the Ex
change, the father having sent out a writ of habeas cor
pus before Circuit Court Commissioner Brown. The
husband was very properly much ruffled in temper at
being thus disturbed, and much worse ruffled when his
wife was taken away and sent home. He gave bail for
his appearance at the Police Court on Wednesday morn
ing. The young lady being under age, is supposed to
be yet under the control ot her father.
are happy in being able to state that the
frosts have done the wheat but triflling injury.
There is a cockney youth who, every time he
wishes to get a glimpse of his sweetheart, calls out
“Fire!” directly under her window. In the alarm of
the moment she plunges her headout of the window and
inquires “ Where ?’ ’ The lover then poetically slaps him
self on the bosom, and exclaims, “.Ere, my Hangelina !”
A Good Thing-.
The following information is given by a Mi. Wayne
to the New York Times. We think an assurance office
gotten up in this country, to includenot only bank clerks,
but railroad officers and others holding places of impor
tant trust, would go away with agooddeal of dishonesty
and “stealings:”
The Bank of England lias over 750 clerks, whose ag
gregate salaries amount to nearly £200,000 per annum,
and I believe only one instance of clerkly irregularity
has occurred during many years ; and, allhough
some melancholy instances of fraudulent directory have
recently been displayed, and duly punished, huge de
falcations by clerks are nearly if not utterly unknown.
An Act
To authorise and empower the City Council of Augusta
and the several city authorities in the State, as well
as the several Inferior Courts in this State, to elect or
appoint a Liquor Inspector, and prevent and punish
the manufacturing and selling of drugged or other
poisonous and other deleterious liquors, spirits and
wines.
The General Assembly of Georgia do enact as follows :
Sec. 1. It shall ana may be lawful for the city author
ities of Augusta, as well as the several city authorities
in this State, and the Inferior Courts of the several
counties in this State, to elect or appoint an inspector of
liquors, spirits and wines.
Sec. 2. It shall and may be lawful tor said Inspector,
after being duly elected as aforesaid, and qualified to
faithfully discharge the duties of inspector, to examine
and inspect all liquors, spirits and wines kept by any
person or persons within their respective jurisdictions
for sale in auy quantities; and if, upon said inspection
and examination, said liquors, wines or spirits shall be
found or ascertained to coDtain any strychnine or other
poisonous drug or drugs, or offensive matters injurious
to health by drinking or other uses, to give notice to the
owner thereof, who shall immediately remove the same
out of the State.
Sec. 3. If any person or persons shall sell or offer to
any liquors, spirits or wines, knowing them to be
so drugged, or after said notice, within this State, said
person or persons shall be indicted in the Superior Court
of the county where said offense was committed, and on
conviction shall be fined tor the first offense one hun
dred dollars, for the second offense two hundred dol
lars, for the third offense four hundred dollars, and for
the fourth offense one thousand dollars, and imprison
ment until paid.
Sec. 4. If any person or persons shall refuse or in any
way prevent said inspector from making said examina
tion and inspection provided for in this act, after the
second demand being made by said inspector, upon in
dictment and conviction therefor,, he shall be fined and
punished as above provided in the third section of this
act provided said inspector shall make the second de
mand in the presence of a competent witness, and prove
the same by said witness on the trial.
Sec. 5. Said inspector shall receive from the owmer
of said liquors, spirits, or wines, for every ten gallons so
inspected five cents; for twenty gallons, ten cents , for
forty gallons, fifteen cents; for eighty gallons, twenty,
cents; for one hundred and sixty gallons, twenty-five
cents 1 and at the same rate and proportions upwards for
any and every gallon he may so inspect; and shall if re
quired,‘give a receipt and certificate therefor ;ard brand
said barrels, kegs, or pipes, when the means is or may be
provided therefor by the owner or owners thereof; and
shall also receive one-half of all fine monies arising un
der convictions for violating the third and fourth sections
of this Act, which shall by no means disqualify him from
being a witness for the State in all cases of indictment for
violations of this Act, or the sections hereof.
Sec. 6 If any person or persons shall manufacture any
drug, poisonous, or other deleterious and offensive li
quors, wines, or spirits other than from grapes, corn, rye,
wheat, barley, peaches, apples, and like commodities,
such person so and may be indicted in the
Superior Court of the county where the offense was
committed in this State for a misdemeanor, and on con
viction thereof shall be fined and imprisoned in the com.
mon jail ot the county at the discretion of the Court.
Sec. 7. All laws and parts of law-s militating against
this Act be, and the same are hereby, repealed.
Approved December 22d, 1857.
The Sentence of Jnclge Bull.
Prisoner at the Bar: You have been arraigned be
fore this Court for the commission of a crime, the most
revolting in all the catalogue of offences against the
laws of God and man : for the cold-blooded, barbarous
murder of a fellow-being, who had never done you
wrong, or given you aught of pretext to seek his blood.
To that charge, you have voluntarily, and with full
knowledge of the consequences, pleaded guilty; and
now the painful duty rests on me to pronounce upon you
the awful doom which the law has prescribed as the
penalty of your crime.
“ Whoso sheddeth man’s blood, by man shall his
blood be shed,” was the stern decree uttered by the
voice of Omnipotence when the law was given amidst
the thunders of Sinai, and human codes have adopted it
in all ages since. That law you have violated, and its
sanction you must now abide. Every principle of law,
human and divine—every principle of morality- and re
ligion—as well as the claims of Justice demand the pen
alty ; and I hope, for your sake, that your own conscience
acquiesces in its justice, and that you now contemplate
in its true light—in all its hideous, revolting deformity
—your unhappy deed, for which the annals of crime
furnish scarce a parallel.
I have grown old in regular and constant attendance
upon Courts of Justice; I have heard detailed many a
crime w'hich made the heart shudder and the blood run
cold; but never one that equalled this in cold, calcula
ting, savage brutality. But I will spare you and my
self the sickening details; for, God knows, I would not
willingly plant one additional thorn in that already lac
erated heart. If I probe the wound, it is with a desire
to heal; if I call up before you the mangled image of
your murdered victim, it is that you may sec the mag
nitude of your guilt, and thus be enabled, effectually and
savingly, to repent of it. For I would improve this sol
emn occasion—in this last interview that we shall ever
have on Earth—solemnly and earnestly to entreat you
to devote the few remaining days yet allotted to you of
life, to make preparations for that change of worlds that
soon awaits you. To you, they are golden moments,
and on them hangs your immortal destiny.
For you, the cares and interests, the hopes and pros
pects of this life are now wound up; and from this Bar,
you will be summoned to another infinitely more potent
and terrible, to render an account, not only for the crime
for which you are here condemned, but for all the “deeds
done in the body.”
Here, impartial, unrelenting Justice is all that can be
meted out to you ; but there —thank Heaven ! Mercy
may be obtained, Justice be reconciled with the pardon
of the guilty. But this mercy and pardon can be ob
tained only by sincere, heart-felt contrition and repen
tance towards God, and faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.
Upon these terms it is freely offered to you; and vile as
you have been—spotted as your soul is with a thousand
sins—stained as your hands are with innocent blood—l
am authorized, by the blessed Word of Truth, to say to
you, that there is a fountain opened in the house of Da
vid for sin and uncleanness, where all those stains, deep,
dark, damning as they are, may be washed away.
The evident and deep contrition you have manifested,
assures me that your case is not all hopeless; that,
amidst your life’s dreary waste, there has been one
green spot left; that in your darkened heart, one spark
of Moral Principle has still lingered, which, though long
smothered, has been once more kindled.
From the candid, ingenuous, and, as I believe, truth
ful avowal of your participation in this horrible crime,
I believe that Conscience has already begun its work of
conviction, and God in mercy grant that it may carry it
on and end it in your eternal salvation! But this great
work must be done here. There is no work, nordevice,
nor repentance in the Grave whither thou goest. Be
not diverted from it by any delusive hope of escaping
this doom. Your fate is sealed. There is for you no
hope on this side of the grave.
Good and holy men will doubtless visit you in your
lonely cell, to instruct and pray for you, and direct you
in the path that leads from earth to Heaven. Heed their
counsels—follow their instructions, and may they suc
cessfully guide you to the fountain of All Grace.
And, now, my admonition is ended ; but before drop
ping the curtain over this sad scene, I cannot forbear to
impress upon the minds of the youthful spectators, who
are here to witness it, the solemn lesson which your
melancholy example teaches: A youth spent in idle
ness and dissipation, with vile and profligate associates,
amidst the haunts ofVice, Intemperance and Debauch
ery—regardless of parental authority, and heedless of
the opinion of the virtuous and the good—rising step by
step through every grade of crime, and culminating in
robbery and murder. And this is the end of such a ca
reer ! And this, or some fate equally degraded and mis
erable, awaits every one who is treading in the same
path without speedy and thorough reformation; for as
sure as a. Just Gocl rules over the destinies of men, so
surely will Retribution, sooner or later, overtake the
guilty.
And now, it only remains for me to perform the sad
office of pronouncing upon you the sharp sentence of the
law, and then I bid you farewell, and commit you to the
grace and the mercy of God.
The sentence of the law is, That you be taken from
the Bar of this Court to the common jail of this county;
there to be kept in safe and close custody till Friday,
the eighteenth day of June next, ensuing; that on the
day aforesaid, between the hours of ten o’clock in the
forenoon, and two o’clock in the afternoon, you be taken
thence by the Sheriff of Fulton county, or his lawful
Deputy, to the place of execution; and that you be there
hung by the neck until you are dead. And may God
have mercy on your soul!
[Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.]
Little Clara ; or, the Inebriate Reform.
Charles Worthy, a respectable and prosperous mer
chant in the city of A —, became addicted to the habit
of moderate drinking, which was followed by a neglect
of business; and consequently, the loss of the confi
dence and esteem of several ot his most influential and
accommodating creditors and patrons.
Being unable to meet his notes, they were ptotested,
and his prospects which, a few months before were so
flattering, were obscured by the dark cloud of bank
ruptcy and ruin. To drown these dark thoughts of the
future, he drank still deeper of the intoxicating cup;
and most of his time, which had heretofore been devoted
to his business and pleasant recreation with his family,
was now spent amid the enticing revelry of the grog
shop, and more than once he was carried home to his
almost broken hearted wife beastly drunk. In vain did
his friends remonstrate with, and reproach him for his
conduct; their allusions to the destitution and want
brought by him upon his once happy wife and child,
whom he did truly love, only served to bring a deeper
remorse of conscience, which was soon forgotten in
fumes of the soul-destroying bowl. Finding their ef
forts to reform him unavailing, his friends forsook him,
but secretly provided for the necessary wants of his
wife and child.
Mrs. Worthy, finding her health fast failing, and be
ing unable to earn enough with her needle to retain, and
pay the rent for, their once happy and comfortable home,
found it necessary to procure one which her scanty earn
ings would enable her to keep—and with the kind, yet
now meagre, contributions of her former associates and
friends—also to obtain the necessaries of life. With
this object in view she started out, and after much
trouble and perseverance obtained a small house, on the
suburbs of the city, at a moderate rent.
The day of moving at last arrived, and the husband
having obtained a pair of horses and a wagon, through
the agency of one of his wife’s friends, drew them up
before the door, and saying that he would return soon,
left his care-worn and over-tasked wife to finish pack
ing their reduced furniture, sauntered oft’and was soon
ensconced in the backroom of the nearest groggery.
Hour after hour wore on, and still he lingered; the
things were all safely stowed away in the wagon, and
he came not. At last having been reminded by a small
lad, from Mrs. Worthy, that they were only awaiting
his return to proceed to their near home, he reluctantly
tore himself away from his companions and wended his
way to his former residence; arriving there he, after
many stupid and inffcctual attempts, at last got the
horses in readiness and was about to drive off his team,
when little Clara, who, with her mother, was standing
near ready to follow on foot, espied a small box upon
the top of the wagon, which she claimed as her own,
and in pleading accents begged her kind mother to allow
her to sit up there and hold it; thinking of no danger,
her mother granted the childish wish and placed her
beside the bloated father; and as the waggon moved
on the little bright eyes of Clara sparkled with joy, as
she ever and anon cast playful and thankful looks to
wards her mother who walked behind. They had ar
rived within sight of their new house, when a sudden
swerve of the drunken father, caused by the roughness
of the road and careless driving, threw the little inno
cent off’ directly under the wheel; a piercing shriek
from the fainting mother told the fearful tale, and the
next instant the now sobered father clasped the man
gled child in his arms.
Kind readers, James Worthy is again a prosperous
and happy merchant; he receives and deserves the res
. pect of the inhabitants of the flourishing city of A—,
and is a worthy and active member of the noble and fast
spreading order of “Knights of Jericho.”
Little Clara now rests in Heaven, and though her
untimely and horrid death well nigh broke the hearts
of those doting parents, they find sweet consolation in
the thought that their loved one is in kinder and wiser
hands, where there is no more pain, sickness or grief,
hut a world of everlasting bliss ; and every evening as
the twilight gathers around their comfortable dwelling,
they gaze into the starry heavens with the dear thought
that their little one shines among the brightest in that
celestial world, and with renewed vows of love to them
selves, and humble resignation and obedience to the
will of their heavenly father, press on with more vigor
in discharging their duty towards the great and merci
ful God, hoping thereby to again be united with their
absent child in that realm of celestial glory, where part
ing comes no more. W. R. H.
[Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.]
TIIE WAR.
Friend Seals: There is a potent enemy waging waF
against our country, peace and immortal souls: that
enemy is Prince Alcohol. Some years gone by, the
astounding fact was brought to light, that this foe ot
1 the human race was slaying annually thirty-thousand
ofour people; robbing them of immense sums of money
without returning any valuable consideration ; and not
content with these fiendish outrages, he had gone SO
far as to wall up the road to Heaven and build a Rail
road to Hell! And not content yet with all this, he at
tacked the innocent members of families, bringing upon
them woes innumerable!
This was not to he borne—no, no ! for we do not al
lowan enemy even to fire upon one ofour ships with impu
nity, or a few red skins to take lodging with the Rac
coons ofour “big swamps,” if the lives of any of the mem
bers of our national family are endangered thereby. It
is not strange then, that war was declared against the
old Prince, the greatest enemy to man and mightiest
auxiliary to satan that the world ever produced.
Directly after the war commenced, we had several
brilliant and successful campaigns—soon the old Dragon
waa fully routed, with a thousand orators from Maine to
Mexico thundering at his heels. We expected him soon
to be captured, beheaded and buried so deep that even
a degenerate posterity would not dare stoop so low as to
. exhume his ashes.
Vain expecta'ion! About the time that victory’s
dawning light was ushering in a bright and glorious
day, to gladden and illuminate the earth, we were doomed
to bitter disappointment. Many of our short-winded
soldiers, that we thought would never tire, gave out
at the very time that we stood most in need of their ser
vices.
Many of those who were first to engage in the war,
soon beat a dastardly retreat, and came sneaking back,
as soon as their selfish purposes were answered. We
found that some of our brilliant young orators just from
college, merely wanted to let their old acquaintances
know that on Rhetorical pinions they could soar aloft —
and after thus soaring and immortalizing themselves, at
least in the estimation of self, many of them finally
perched on a whiskey barrel!
Many we found had the practice of law in prospect,
and underwent the process of Temperance lecturing,
in order to become more brassy and skillful in speech
making; others had the pulpit in view, and entered the
Temperance oratorical arena, merely to test their pow
ers of eloquence, and acquire a glibness of tongue.
Some wanted wives, and did not know how else to wipe
out the grog taints from their rum stewed characters.
Many of our ministers blazed away on Temperance,
because it was popular; but now, as it is less popular
than formerly, they are like the boy the calf run over—
“ nothing to say ” on the subject.
Many of ou: brethren in the Church, who use to
stand with us shoulder to shoulder, and whom we thought
to be honest and sincere in the matter, we find, as soon
as circumstances find latitude, in close proximity with
the devil’s bar, gulping down the curse of earth!
“ By their fruits ye shall know them.”
However, wc have many true and noble soldiers yet,
who are perfectly reliable, and who have never surren
dered an inch of ground and never will, hut will con
tinue to fight, and fight on, if need be, until this globe
shall be wrapped in one universal blaze. These char
acters are our dependence—our Gibraltar, that can never
be shaken by tempest or storm-tossed waves. I love
an honest man ; he is the “ noblest work of God.” A
numerous host of hypocrites have hung upon our cause
in past years, and they have proved an incubus—dead
weight; have done infinitely more harm than good;
and now that they are getting again settled in their orig
inal position, let us rather rejoice than grieve over im
aginary losses.
Ten honest men, free and unburdened, can accomplish
more in a moral reformation, than owe hundred, if half
of this number be hypocrites. Such characters will bring
disgrace upon any cause, however good. They arc
certain, sooner or later, to show their “cloven feet,”
and will leave a portion ot their slime upon everything
that it touched.
Our cause is in afar more prosperous condition than
many would suppose. True, many branches have been
cut off and have fallen,but they were “dead branches,”
and worse than useless. Let the true friends of Tem
perance, everywhere, again organize in some efficient
form, and go to work in good earnest. Honesty and
action on our part, will secure the blessings of Heaven,
and crown our hopes with abundant success. lam no
fatalist, either in theory or practice; and I have no idea
yet of retiring from the contest; and I hope that all the
real friends ot Temperance in Georgia occupy the same
position; let us stick together like brothers, and be as
zealous in establishing moral reform societies as the Devil
is in building up grog-shops. So mote it be.
HANNIBAL.
Jefferson co. Ga.
P. S. In No. 15 of the Crusader—the article under the
caption. “They can’t feel it,” and winding up with
the poetical effusion of a New York girl, should ave
had the signature, H.
[Special Correspondence.]
CATHOLIC FAIR~‘HANNIBAL>-AUGUBTA
CHURCHES—ACCIDENTS-SINGCLAR WER
DING—DUEL—THE COQUETTE.
Augusta, April 29, 1858.
On the 21st and 22d instant, the Catholics of thiscity
held a fair at the Masonic Hall, for the purpose of rais
ing funds to complete their large and spacious house of
worship, now in an advanced stage of erection. It was
•excessively crowded. A fair is a—fair. Many, of the
fair grace it with their presence, and many of the arti
cles displayed, though of fairy size, are not to be dis
posed of for afa (i)rthing. Here could be seen bright
eyes and elfin locks activity engaged in the sale at “ a
very low price ” of articles of use and ornament, from
the animalcule to the elephantine in size. Young Amer
ica appeared jubilant at the pleasing prospect of dolls
and ice-cream. And this reminds me of an incident.
A young lady invited a gentleman of some 16 summers
(her cousin, perhaps,) to partake ofadelicious compound
designated “ ice-cream,” and as a remuneration for its
preparation, “laid upon the table ’’the fractional part
of a dollar, known as one-fourth. But the eagle having
more charms than the concrete essence of frigid milk,
soon found lodging in the youth’s vest pocket, near the
region designed by nature as the location for that non
essential part of his being known, in the obsolete, as
the heart. I noticed a young gentleman very intently,
gazing at a baby’s pinafore, and from his appearance,
I think that it carried to his mind ideas of no small mag
nitude of matrimony. Whether he invested his cash
capital in this article, I do not know, for I left him with
eyes fixed in rapture upon it. At another table, young
America was densely crowded, watching the evolutions
of the mysterious “ Wheel of Fortune,” as it scattered
its gifts among them. How their little hearts beat as
they invested a dime in the concern, and received a
prize of a nice pewter candlestick, or a cake of scented
soap, or some other present equally as valuable. The
nett proceeds of both evenings amounted to $1,980.85.
I notice in your issue of the 22d, a communication
from “Hannibal,” of Jefferson. I admire the chaste
productions of his pen, and always read them with plea
sure. In coming over his last communication, I find
the following:
“I was informed by a man, who is very reliable, that
in the city of , Ga., where churches abound, that
the friends of temperance there had to hire a house
whenever a temperance lecturer comes round —will not
even allow the great cause of suffering humanity to be
advocated in their houses of worship.”
Now, I do not know whether he alluded to this city
or not; but it is nevertheless true of the]churches here,
that their houses of worship are not opened for any pur
pose not strictly religious. Their churches they con
sider as the Sanctuary of the Most High, and dedicated
especially to His service. I agree with them and honor
them for it. It is right and proper. All that temper
ance men in this city desire, is the hearty co-operation
of the members of the churches in their efforts to do good.
But this they have not. Many of the “salt of the earth”
have lost their savor. We nave a good many Christian
(?) rum-sellers in this city, and not a few Christians (?)
who love to imbibe. This is the great and impeding
cause to the progress of temperance here. While there
me a few honorable exceptions, the great majority of
Christians are actively or passively opposed to temper
ance.
On the 20th instant, two negro men and a white man
named Mastiss were drowned in the Savannah River,
< about one mile above the city, caused by the swift cur
• rent dashing the boat which they were in against a rock ;
. the boat immediately parted in the middle and sank..
• The men were borne off by the stream and drowned.
. There were about two thousand dollars’ worth of goods
in the boat, which proved a total loss.
On the 22d instant, a white lad, about 10 or 12 years l
of age, named John Cashin, was also drowned while’
bathing in the Canal, near the Augusta Machine Works.
On the 25th instant, sometime during the day, our
fellow-citizen, AVm.T. Ingraham, committed suicide, by ‘
shooting himself in the breast with a pistol. Always
t of a cheerful temperament, it was a matter of surprise
” and sorrow to his friends, when they ascertained the
’ manner of his death. Os the cause which led to this
I unfortunate termination of his life, nothing definite is
, known. The most plausible one, is that of reverses in
business. This is horror enough for one week for this
city.
> J
A singular wedding came of! in our adjacent county, -
on the 22d instant. The bride wasan overseer’s daugh
ter; the bridegroom was an overseer for the bride’s fa
ther; two of the waiters were overseers, and the minis
ter officiating was an overseer likewise. It has been
suggested, as very likely, that the bride will be an over-
Bee-him before the honey-moon has ceased. If this be
the case, I have no doubt that she will do her business
up brown.
On yesterday, 28th instant, two gentlemen from Ala
bama, a Mr.‘Pollard and Glackmeyer, went about four
miles below this city, for the purpose of exchanging bul
j lets. Neither one was fortunate enough to catch the
| Mlet of the other. The delighted spectators, satisfied
at the first fire, prevailed upon the combatants, after
earnest solicitation, to postpone the second until some’
future time.
i . *,
As usual, a woman was the cause of this “ deadly
breach ’’ of friendship, it seems. Mr. P. dedicates some*
poetical effusion to Mrs. G., whereupon, Mr. G. fee
\ comes enraged and challenges Mr. P. ; at least, Madaft*
Rumor says so. What a blessing it is not to have a
wife! What a source of happiness it is not to write po
etry, if such be the results! Another meeting between
the parties is anticipated.
Barbee s statue of the “Coquette” has arrived, and
is now on exhibition. Those who have read of the fab
ulous coquette, have not the opportunity of beholding a
sac simile. Those who like, can go and see those of
flesh and blood, but will not experience more pleasure.
W.
[Written for the Georgia Temperance Crusader.]
Mr. Editor: I wish to say, through the medium of your
paper, to the friends of temperance in other parts of the
State, that Sutallee Division, No. 4, S ofT, situated near
the winding Etowah, in Cherokee co. hasher tri-col
ored banner still unfurled to the mountain breezes, re
plete with health, and the odors of Spring’s sweet flow
ers. Our Division is in a healthy condition, its mem
bers generally being men who have been tried and
found true to the cause. There have been several acccs- ■
sions to our number the present year.
A short ago, we initiated Thomas Watters, upon •
whose locks have fallen the frosts of 75 winters! He
was a soldier in the last war with England, and has
long been a soldier in the army of temperance, and of
King Emanuel. He never misses a meeting, which proves
that his zeal has not been abated by the flight of many
years. He says that he intends to “die at his post.”
We have another member, Jesse Hunnicutt, who has
nearly reached his three-score years and ten, and who ’
has never missed but one meeting since our division was
first organized. Sickness prevented him from being
with us at that time, and he seemed to regret exceed
ingly that his seat as Treasurer, (which seat he has al
ways filled,) was vacant then. Ifitdid’nt sound a lit
thc egotistical, I might speak of your humble servant,
and also of some others who are punctual to attend our
stated meetings. At our last meeting wc initiated six
—and among others, the Rev. Washington Drummond, •
a pious and worthy minister of the Baptist church. He
is warm in the cause, and made us a first rate speech.
Wc expect to have a pic-nic dinner on the 4th of July.
Tell uncle Dabny that he has a good many nieces and
nephews up this way who would be glad to see his hand
some lace at the time above mentioned. Tell him that
he must not forget his poor kin now that he lives in the
aity of Atlanta ! “ They say” that Dr. Lewis, the su
perintendent of the State Road, has ordered three or
four hundred horns, to he used in the place of ivhistles
on the trains, in order to save the expense of using
steam! Now the people about here generally, are too
extravagant, for they nearly all use horns, and every
horn is full of steam ! Horns arc very efficient agents
in blowing up steamboats, railroad cars, good
and if they use them to any greater extent on the State
Rord, in the future, than they have in the past, I sha nt
patronize the concern! Fair warning ! gQU4WNEE
Sutallee, Ga. April 22 >
TO WHEAT GROWERS.
THE undersigned being provided with a first
rate THRASHER, FAN and McCORD’S •
SPLENDID HORSE POWER, will send them, under
the charge of a competent man, to the different planta
tions in this and the adjoining counties, to Thrash and
Fan YVheaf, on as accommodating terms as can be af
forded. Applications made to me, in person or by letter, -
will meet with attention.
JOHN C. CARMICHAEL.
Greenesboro, Ga. May 6, 1858 4t.
PINE APPLES! PINE APPLES 1 at the Gro
cery of [May 6] J. M. BOWLES.