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[For The Sunny South.] THREE CHOICE POEMS. BY C. WOODWARD HUTSON. And it wasn't long (thank God!) before she slept by his side. How could I ever have borne to come to her with defeat on my face ? So what does it matter, after all, since I am the last of . my race ? It is always pleasant to set beautiful things side by side. Instead of rivaling one another Your pardou ’ phili P ! 1 never meant to stand puling and ‘ n jL U ? h “ 10 Ae }™ Ct { *° m the delight which Like a haff-si?kTh°ool-boy! But all these things came rushing back, you know, At sight of this marshy spot, with the tankards growing over. Now, I am Lord of the Past no more, but a free and land less rover! To saddle, my friend! but ere we go, drain One more beaker up,— Pledge me my proud and failing race—and dash aside the cup! TEMPER AX CE. UNITED FRIENDS OF TEMPERANCE. NEW COUNCILS. Brother Jas. Higgs recently organized Pleas ant Spring Council, No. 227, in Montgomery county; brother M. J. Cofer, State Lecturer, Quitman Council, No. 228, in Brooks county; brother W. C. Sloan, Liberty Council, No. 229, in Henry county; brother W. B. Corry, Douglas Branch Council. No. 230, in Screven county; brother R. D. Smith, Knoxville Council, No. 231, in Crawford county; brother E. A. Sulli van, Buckeye Council, No. 232, in Washington county. Six councils in a very short time. Other Dep- posed. I could scarcely believe him in earnest, ! low, must alike find a drunkard’s death an l a but on ascertaining he was, I felt deeply grieved drunkard’s grave. With this institution, we that one sp intelligent and apparently conscien- can save hundreds who are now crowding our tious should so think and speak. I was the more insane asylums, inundating our courts, dying deeply grieved because he was regarded as a in our prisons, and perishing in our streets.” each imparts separately, they seem to us, when so placed, to enhance each the beauty of all, and to shine like the stars in heaven with a multi plied splendor which, glorious as it makes the whole firmament, in no way diminishes the sense of gladness with which we note the distinct and peculiar radiance of any one of them. So thinking, we wish to put before the reader a little cluster of poems, which have at different Surely there never yet was “ Lay of the Cava- times given us the richest enjoyment, and which lier ” with nobler ring or sadder wail. The dra we consider to be ot singular merit. Some lines matic compass of this heart-broken requiem,— uties should work and all pull together. “In from them have rung in our ears many and many the passionate energy of each reminiscence,— union there is strength.” In united effort, vic- a time on occasions of joy or sadness, and are the proud mourning for the slain brother, so tory must come. Our roll of honor continues mingled in memory with such associations that gallant and romantic in life, so brave in his to swell in numbers. Who will be the next to they can never tail to touch us deeply. May death,—the tender pity for the smitten mother come to earnest labor? G. S. they prove as fruitful of cherished feelings to that trust itself to so few words,—the grief for others who may never have seen them before. the fallen race and the fallen cause,—and all ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS. I he first we give is by an author who has not this drama of woe grouped about a simple spring yet, to our knowledge, avowed his name. It in the woods, with the growing goblets of green appeared in Once a H eek some years ago, and is beside it,—is not this as perfect as anything entitled can be? back. We warmly recommend to the reader this Back to town to-morrow—back to the struggle and strife, lady’s published poems. Some of her lines To the ups and downs and the wear and tear of the battle- have, however, appeared serially in periodicals field of life; since the volume referred to, which was pub lished in 18(19, by E. H. Cushing, Houston, Texas. Many Southern readers, no doubt, have a vivid recollection of “Going Out and Coming In,” “Minding the Gap,” “Glenfruin,” “Lost very exemplary member of the church. “Do you believe a Christian can afford to drink wine as a beverage?” was the natural re sult of my thoughts at the moment. “ Do you mean financially?” he asked. “No: I mean spiritually or morally.” “Yes, if he does not drink to excess,” was the reply, “if Paul’s advice to Timothy is worthy the belief of a Christian.” We are not incline! to urge the argument of economy in establishing the inebriate asylum (though we have every reason to believe it will be a self-supporting institution), when fifty-five per cent, of all our insanity and sixty-eight per cent, of all our idiocy spring directly or indi rectly from inebriety alone. We regard it a mat ter of duty so sacred that until discharged we j have no right, as a moral and enlightened peo- “ Then, my dear brother, I hope you will read pie, to finish our great internal improvements, your Bible and Testament through again, pray- erect monuments in commemoration of battles, ing that God will give you light to understand public works to arts, or even costly temples to as you read. He has declared in His holy word , God. that “ no.drunkard shall enter the kingdom of “ We maintain that our whole lives, spent in heaven,” and of course would not permit Christ- j our professional duties and as private citizens, ians to tamper with that which would eventually go to prove that in the present state of society, Back to the old dull, dreary rouud, in the city’s toil and heat, To the clamor and fret of the selfish crowd, and the rush and roar of the street. Brother J. A. Daw, of Trenton, Georgia, asks the following questions, which we answer in the order found: 1. How is the Deputy of a council made ? Answer.—At the meeting of the council to elect delegates to the Grand Council, a Deputy is elected for one year, and his name is sent up to the Grand Council by the delegate. It is then recorded in a book by the Grand Scribe, and a commission issued until the next Grand Council. The Deputy is amenable to the subor- _. , , ,,,,mi. — * j - r, , P „ dinate council for everything except his official } lolets, The Bird m the Dagger-Tree, Fall- decisions. These must be appealed to, if not ing Weather, and other poems. We thank her ^factory to the Grand Primate, through the heartily foi the beautiful one with which we Grand,Scribe. He can only be removed by the JUSt a ‘* orn .® < * ou . r P a 8 es - Grand Primate, either for neglect of duty or The next writer before us, though full of some other good cause. _ rl . , ’ ... ; genius, is less widely known This graceful 2 . How isthe County Deputy made? F ” ■ **- itSft -By th. Grand Primal., withe, any So swiftly, alas! in this dreamy life, the happy hours flit Yes, I must leave it all—this quiet life down here; The country lanes, and pleaeant fields, and moonlight rambles dear; This lazy river-side lounge of mine, where I’ve learned to whisper and vow. And the roguish light of the violet eyes that are laughing at me now. o er— This dreamy, innocent country life, where perfect rest I find,— Rest for the toil-worn city feet—rest for the jaded mind. Shall I ever forget, I wonder, the joy of that autumn day When at last, at last from the hot, dull town my face was turned away,— The flying glimpses of wood and stream, the breath of the fragrant gale, Or the flavor of the first holiday “weed,” as we scampered down by rail ? And they were glad to see me at the dear old farm-house here,— The jolly farmer, ruddy and ripffas a draught of his own old beer; And my pleasant, motherly friend, the dame; and the youngsters big and small; , And Annie—yes, I really believe Annie was gladdest of all. j For 'twas Annie again, sweet Annie, was my sunny-hair’d winsome guide To the “loveliest” walks and shadiest nooks of all the country side; And she danced with me at the harvest-feast, and whis- j per’d, with cheeks aglow, One little word I'm not to tell—that isn't at all like No. And ’twas Annie who sat beside me in the old church on | the hill. When the country 8abbath-day came round, so solemn, and sweet, and still; And a deep, deep sense of calm and peace on my world- j worn heart came down,— Ah! the road to heaven were easier here than we find it up in town! No “ Girl of the Period ” Annie, but just a lassie gay, Merry and frank as the lark i' the morn, and sunny and pure as the May; Whose whole bright life is a summer song, as sweet as sweet can be, With a softer glow and a tenderer trill, that she keeps dear heart, for me! O silver stream, that has mirror’d so oft her smiles and winsome ways! O solemn woods, where we dream’d away the happy au tumn days! O moonlight rambles under the limes, where the arching branches meet! 0 golden hours!—I had hardly thought that life could be so sweet! 1 must leave it all!—But at Christmas-time I'm to come again once more; And we’re to have old-fashion’d romps and pranks, as in Christmas days of yore, Annie says I'm to come, and I think I shall—for I've a fancy to know How the lips that I kissed in the autumn lanes taste under the mistle-toe! What can be sweeter, more love-idvllic, than this ? The simple naturalness of the language, the lark-like joyousness of the air that wafts us away at once into sunny country scenes, and the lilting melody that seems to pour a golden hap piness into the soul of the listener, are qualities that make us love this little strain more than many that have won the greatest fame in litera ture. The other gems in our cluster are the well- wrought work of Southern lady poets—one of established fame, the other just beginning to win hers. NONNETTE. Who is it that comes Thro’ the blooms of the plums And apples, with nimble, dallying feet? The fruit-scented air Breathes soft on her hair And her face, all eager and shy and sweet. By the smile and the fret, I think I have met The mutable April, the coy Nonnette. Sure, never did maid So brighten the glade: Before her the herald-bee sounds his drum; Humming-birds with ail dyes, And brisk butterflies In purple and yellow, a rear-guard come; The robins arc-met, And to build the wrens set; All small, happy lives begin, Nonnette. Y’ou but lift your hand. And lo! through the laud The lilies awake from their virginal sleep. At every tread A gay flower-head Is thrust thro’ the biack mould to turn and peep; And are your eyes set On the ground? A bluet We reckon for each look of theirs, Nonnette. In the convent drear Of the solemn year, Were you meek under Abbot Winter’s staff? Dared you ever forego The cloisters of snow, To roam o'er the moorlands and sing and laugh ? For sometives I’ve met— Ah! who could forget?— A soft day at Yule. Was it you, Nonnette? Oh! say, in the skies That we call your eyes, Did ever a star dawn, tremble and shine ? Were they one moment bright, The next deep as night— Their day and their darkness alike divine? Have they ever been wet With rapture yet? Have those heavens enspher’d love's star, Nonnette? No, no. Lovers three Around you I see,— Young knights—the shower, the zephyr, the beam; The rain when you’re sad, The sun when you're glad, And the wind to sing till you sigh and dream. Then swift through the net You slip, coquette,— * Too shy and too glad for their arts, Nonnette. Ah me! some bright day, Ere long, blue-eyed May, Holding her court in a dell, I shall greet; And after her soon Will trip rosy June, Her dark lashes hiding her secret sweet. Hail, Graces! And yet We would keep you, pet— Our tearful allegro, our arch Nonnette! Mar^ Carroll, of Columbia, South Carolina, and recommendat j ons whatever, as be thinks right was first published in the Southern Magazine, of and proper He caQ appoint one in a county Baltimore, I that has one council, or none, or a hundred. This Deputy is amenable to the Grand Primate. He makes no decisions, but extends the Order and keeps the Grand Primate posted. 3. Can a council adjourn from meeting to meeting without closing? Answer.— A council can adjourn, withoutdos ing, to another day to finish up business; pro vided the business to be finished up is made known in the resolution to adjourn, and that the day to which the council adjourns is before its next regular meeting. In other words, no council can adjourn over a regular meeting to another day, as regular meetings must be held. It can adjourn to any intermediate day to finish up any business, but the business must be named, that no advantage be taken. The meet ing proper and adjourned meeting are one meet ing, and the last must be closed in form. NEWS FROM THE COUNCILS. We are still trying to promote good, and hope to succeed.—V. A. Chaffin, Monticello. Double Heads Council is now in a flourishing condition.—W. B. Corby, Ogeechee, Ga. We have great expectations for the future. We have voted whisky out of our town.—S. H. Patillo, Cartersville, Ga. We have recruited up of late, and hope our council may yet flourish in the place.—J. H. Carrol, Sr., Milltown, Ga. We are now at a stand-still, but look for a brighter day. We wish to see the State Lecturer. J. M. Dees, Dooly county, Ga. Oceola Council, at Blackshear, is an excellent council, with an efficient Deputy in the person of brother A. M. Moore.—G. S. Sunny South Council, at St. Mary’s, is now one of the finest temperance bodies in the State, and continues to grow rapidly.—G. S. We are getting along pretty well, considering the pressure against us —better than when you last heard from us. —V. Clem, Yaldosta, Ga. Spring Hill Council, in Montgomery county, is in a good condition. The Deputy, brother J. W. Clements, attends well to his duties.—G. S. Sincerity Council, in Dade, is one of our truest and best. Brothers Taylor and Daw always do their duty. Go on, brethren, and may all be well with our cause in your section.—G. S. Our council is doing well, and we hope to do better in the future. We have initiated twelve new members during the past quarter; a good work, considering that we have several dram shops to contend with.—M. A. H., Mill Ray. Our council is prospering, our meetings well attended, and we are doing a good work. May we continue to prosper until the demon alcohol is banished from our land.—Wm. Walker, Hal- cyondale, Ga. close the gates of heaven against them. Timothy was a pupil of Paul’s, and in writing to his be loved teacher and pastor, complained of his weak ness, his “oft infirmities,” and Paul prescribed a little wine as a medicine, just as your physician would prescribe oil, or paregoric, or any other medicine his judgment may dictate. Did he mean to advise Timothy to drink it as a bever age? Did he tell any o.ne else to drink it? Can you recall a single passage in his writing where he advised wine or strong drink to be taken as a beverage ? On the contrary, does he not utter the most emphatic warning against wine-drink ing and drunkenness?” “Oh ! I don’t mein to say he advised Timothy i or anyone else to drink to excess,” wasthequick interruption of my friend. “Neither does your physician advise you to drink oil to excess. Nay, he does not advise it as a beverage even, but simply as Paul did to Timothy, — as a uudicine for his stomach and his oft infirmities; and his example I would commend. Go to your physician and tell him your ailment, and if he prescribes wine or liquor, take it aicording to the prescriptions, and not as a beverage. Whenever you crave it as a beverage, just remember Patrick, who said: ‘My name is not Tim., and there isn’t anything the matter with my stomach.’” Now, this we hold to be an exquisite gem, and we know of nothing so pretty in Herrick. It is in the very vein of that charming lyrist’s loving bursts of song in gladness of heart over every fresh form of nature’s bounty as it appears to When was ever pathetic story told in fewer any of the senses,—the beautiful, the delicious, words, or with more feeling, or in richer mel- and the fragrant things of earth were meant to { Bob Lee Council is in a better condition than ody, than in “Tankards?” This poem appeared minister to. The old songster’s spirit and grace I at any previous time since its organization—get- in the periodical now known as the Southern are here, and the easy melody: but there are, j ting more substantial material. A dissipated Magazine, and is by Miss Mollie E. Moore, of too, greater richness of metaphor and a tender- young man is the exception in this section, not Galveston, Texas. We give it here as a sample er, more womanly delicacy of thought and treat- the rule.—C. H. Hughes, Telfair county, Ga. of her powers: ment. Washington county is pushing forward to be the banner temperance county in Georgia. It is so already in promptness and efficiency of its deputies. When a new quarter arrives, this whole county sends in without a word, and is always cheerful, hopeful, and full of fire. —G. S. I must say, in behalf of my neighborhood, it is a strictly religious, pious and moral one. We have but one or two who indulge in intoxicating all our forces to bear TANKARDS. Thirsty’ Truly, the day is hot; but ride a rod to the right. I'll show you a draught as clear and pure as ever blessed your sight. Halt! Do you see those light-green plants that stand up here and there, ■ Shaped like a funnel, large and broad, and steady against the air ? Dismount and drink. No better draught from fountain e’er gushed up! Each leafj- goblet brimful! Phil, I pledge you in Nature’s 'cup! Another yet? Dick used to chant (galloping down this way. Gallant and young, with gun and hound) a flashing round elay Of a fairv queen in the valley here who loved her hunter bold: “ Blue was his eye,” the song went on, “and his long hair bright as gold;” For bis fair sake the fair queen made these kindly plants to grow; And under the ground her maids still stand, all in a patient row— Holding in never-tiring hand the stem of a fairy vase. And drooping each to the world below her pretty, patient face. Strange! that from one of these, whose legend pleased him so, Poor Dick should quench his latest thirst! Just over there, you know, That fight was fought; and right and left their bullets mowed us down. And women and children, pale with fright, went flying into the town From the burning houses beyond. The fight was bloody, but quick; And I had my eye on him many a time—for I was proud of Dick. [For The Sunny South.] ENGLISH FARMING vs. GEORGIA FARMING. BY ABNOT. I see it stated that, for nine years past, the average production per acre of wheat in England has been twenty-nine and a half bushels. In Georgia the average is not over eight bushels drink, and are putting per acre. The mode of culture makes the differ- ! upon them. We hope, by energy and unity of ence in prodnction. action, to be able to drive the enemy from our Mr. Mechi, who has a large farm in England ; land.—S. F. Whiddon, Sylvania, Ga. (one hundred and seventy acres], in a late speech Camp Spring Council is still flourishing. We at Birmingham, gives some of his experience, bad a grand supper a few weeks since, which When he bought his farm in 1841, it was very resulted quite favorably for the council. We poor. He inaugurated a thorough system of expect a large increase this quarter. Our new drainage and tillage. He broke his land by first officers are able and efficient, and the greatest running a furrow with a three-horse plow, which harmony prevails. We hope to organize a new was followed by another plow drawn by six council soon. We would be glad to see our State , ^ horses in the bottom of the first furrow. That Lecturer. —T. J. Davis, Washington county, Ga. ! darker depravity, a deeper "criminality" Ibn norfli o f Inocf tan 1 a tx 1 r\ n* rrltfiro i ? i nr» . *■ ... * broke the earth at least ten inches below where a plow had ever been before. His profits last year were £796. Saving and making manure is with him as | much a business as planting seed. He has never used commercial guanos. A Georgia plow, drawn by a shabby mule and IXEBRIA.TE ASYLUM. A Memorial to the General Assembly. 1 o the Members of the Georgia Legislature: The members of the Georgia Medical Associa tion, observing the baneful effects of intemper ance upon the people of this State, and daily meeting cases of confirmed inebriety and many of the diseases consequent upon it, have ap pointed the undersigned a committee to present to you a memorial praying you to establish an inebriate asylum in our State. In approaching the discharge of this duty, we are deeply sensible ourselves of the importance of the measure, and we pray you to go over with us some of the grounds which, in our opinion, demand the establishment of such an institu tion. When we represent to you that intemperance is the most deadly foe to mankind, in point of mortality, of any disease which can afflict him, you will readily see that this subject is one which is worthy your most serious attention. Carefully prepared statistics make the startling revelation that out of a population of 500,000, 30,000 die annually from intemperance. When we picture to ourselves this long and solid army of human beings marching to that country from which no traveler returns, we involuntarily shudder and turn away from the ghastly sight. But we should not stop here. Go with us to the home of the drunkard, and see there the misery and want never equaled in any place on earth. See the man who is bound with the chains of sure death; see man, the grandest and noblest act of creation, with his wonderful mind, which, when clear, is capable of the highest and grand est results, fall from his high pedestal and be come the scoff of his friends, a burden to his family, a bad example to the youth of the land, all his higher attributes lost, leaving him a mere animal. See his wife heart-broken, his chil dren, once opulent, now thrown mendicants upon society. Scenes of desolation meet us upon every hand. The wife and children ap peal to you to attempt to reclaim him from the bondage of the wine-cup. The temperance or ganizations now attempt to save him, but with the portals of destruction wide all about him, and the enginery and appliances of the tempter at work to seduce him from the right way, these good Samaritan offices are often brought to fail ure; the pitiable appeals of his wife fall like music upon the desert air; the voice of friends is unheeded; the admonition of the physician is daily put at defiance, and his only cry is “Give me drink, or I die!” The conventionalism of socity, with its disgraceful custom of requiring mutual good wishes to be pledged over the in toxicating bowl (putting that in them which steals away their brains), is responsible for these sad wrecks which daily meet us. The physician is wholly powerless to treat in ebriety unless a proper asylum is established where a rigid system of treatment may be pur sued and the patient withdrawn from every temptation. Our hospitals have no facilities for the treatment of such cases, and until an asylum is established, we can do little more than fold our hands and see death claim its miserable vic tim. If there be any among you who are skeptical upon the subject of the necessity of an inebriate asylum, listen, we entreat you, to the following testimony upon this point:* “ There are those who deny that inebriety is a disease. Maintaining that a man becomes a drunkard in conseqnence of his own willful and wicked indulgence, and admitting that this in dulgence, long persisted in, produces an ungov ernable passion for stimulants, they discover nothing in the condition of a drunkard to excite a charitable view of his case. They regard his loss of self-control only as the evidence of a ’ ’ " ” We [For The Sunny South.] PAUL TO TIMOTHY. BY H. K. SHACKLEFORD. deem it a sufficient answer to this narrow view of the case to state that nine-tenths of the insan ity in our asylums has been induced by volun tary, vicious indulgence of one kind or other. Surely, no one would dare say that, on this ac count, our sympathies should be withheld from the lunatic, and that he should be excluded ~ - - Of all the reforms sought to be inaugurated, — driven by a shabby negro, never breaks the earth that of temperance is the most difficult. It has from the benefits of a charitable and remedial over three or four inches: and when the drouth developed more phases of opposition than any system. It is not in Christianity to allow a man comes and the heat comes, and the com and other reformation the world has ever seen. The to perish, although he m.iy have been the author cotton do not come, a large part of the land- stronger the arguments and the more telling the ; of his own downfall. It is God-like, and there- lords of the whole State, whittle white pine blows of the temperance orator, the more violent, fore the noblest mission of philanthropy, to alle- boxes on street comers, spit tobacco juice at determined and reckless the opposition. No viate the sufferings of an erring brother, and, if The youngest one of us all. He fought like a man that nail heads, and grow eloquent over the unrelia- matter that the' heart-broken wife and mother possible, redeem him from ruin ’ day v ’ * 1 - - - - — I could scarcely find him under the dead when the smoke had blown away. He was dying, poor Dick! but the same old smile was over his bloody face; I dragged him here and slaked his thirst out of a fairy vase. bleness of labor. If with that class landholders crops and labor were not unreliable, blows of a drunken father; no matter that cry of forcibly expressed himself upon this point in wails out her anguish; no matter for the cry of i The honorable and distinguished Dr. Shea, of and it is a large class—of the orphan ascending to heaven under the cruel i the Royal Edinburg Asylum, has wisely and it would be a freak in the affairs of men which which would demand the study of a philos- So he died.—Had you come when you promised, Phil, in opher. ........ . , •fifty-eight or nine Until people have learned that it takes just as (Do you mind the night you promised, Phil, floating down much study, labor and attention to make a suc- I could have pledged you in rare old wine, from cup of fessful farmer, as it does to make a successful tnere are g0 oa unnstians wno win j, wroughten gold! law], er, doctor or scientist, labor will be unre- | crj - 0 f opposition to reform. They even put Slaves to your right and left, in lofty halls and old! liable, crops will be unreliable, and farmers words of encouragement in the mouths of those But over the tops of yonder hill, do you see those chim neys stand. Lonely and black? And stretching further, yon waste of ruined land ? ThSt is all I have left. Phil! The house where I was born Was sacked and burned with the rest that day; the fields ] were left forlorn, wholly worthless. anguish from that pale, grief-stricken widow, ; the following manner: who has been ruthlessly robbed of her all on “I regard it as much the duty of the govern- earth; no matter that a ghastly, reeling, stag-I ment to control and medically treat the dipso- gering army of inebriates marches on in a cease- maniac as it is to stay the hand of the homicide less stream to an eternal death. For all this, or suicide in their insane impulses.” there are good Christians who will join in the These opinions are endorsed by nearly all of the best physicians in all countries. A number of years ago, fourteen hundred phy- who would boldly oppose it before the world, sicians of New York expressed themselves in the God help such Christians! It were better they , following language as to the necessity of an ine- A young man appointed to a clerkship in the had never been born, for the blood of their vie- briate asylum in that State: treasury department was conducted to his desk j tims will cry out against them on the day of ! “As practitioners, we have long felt the ne- and informed what his duties were. The chief judgment. cessity of having an asylum where the inebriate of the department discovered him comfortably Not long since, a good brother rebuked me for could be medically and morally treated with there is no institution so much needed as an asylum for inebriates. M jdical science demands it, civilization demands it, morality demands it, Christianity demands it, everything sacred and good in our country demands it.” To these noble sentiments every enlightened physician must subscribe with pleasure. . We might quote, ad infinitum, the opinions of many of the ablest and most distinguished phy sicians of all countries to the fact that an inebri ate asylum is an indispensable part of the public charity; that with a properly organized asylum a large majority of confirmed drunkards can be permanently and effectually cured and restored to the bosom of their families; that by decreas ing drunkenness we decrease crime, elevate the morals, and build up the physical fabrics of so ciety. In addition to the appeals made in behalf of this institution, the physicians of the entire State united, and by a unanimous vote in the Georgia Medical Association, sent to you, pray ing you to grant the request which they here make. As practitioners of medicine, we are but too familiar with the deplorable state of society. The custom of drinking intoxicating liquors is almost universal. There is scarcely a place so retired or altar so sacred as to be free from the visitations of this loathsome monster. It is but too common with us to see “the tears of the widow and the orphan, hear the low, sad wail of agony sent up by broken hearts; to see bright hopes and prospects blasted; the innocence of youth grown old with the deformity of ignorance and want; beauty clothed in rags and shame, and manhood shorn of its glory ’’—all offered up as holocausts upon the altar of intemperance. When we consider the public spirit and char ity of the people of our noble State, and look upon the many evidences of high civilization, we are led instinctively to exclaim, Surely, we have left nothing undone! Every city ana vil lage is made beautiful by costly temples of wor ship, with spires towering aloft to the sky. Our State University is the source of just pride to our citizens. Besides the University, numerous colleges, both male and female, are to be found within our borders. High schools are every where. Not neglecting the educational interests of any, we have with lavish hand provided pub lic schools for all, so that none are too poor to receive the benefits of an education. We have medical and law colleges unsurpassed by any in this country. We have schools of mechanics and arts to improve our people. The State has provided asylums respectively for the insane, blind, deaf and dumb. By the charity and mu nificence of private individuals, we have numer ous asylums where the wail of lonely orphanage is hushed by the kindness of those who with gentle words and generous hearts minister to these unfortunate and helpless children of earth. With similar generosity, aged women are provi ded with homes. The poor among the old and helpless are also provided with places of abode and the means of subsistence at the public ex pense. By the charity of municipal corpora tions, elegant hospitals have been erected for the care of the poor and friendless sick. In scanning this long and interesting list, does not the question naturally arise, Has not the State provided her people with everything needful? We answer, No! she has not. There is, unfortunately, a class of our people whose wants have been cruelly ignored,—the inebri ates. In every village and city of this great State, these unfortunates, in high and low posi tions, are seen reeling home or falling in gutters and ditches. Misery and want blight once fair and lovely homes! The wife and children, once happy in a husband and father’s love, and sur rounded by the evidences of his care, capacity and energy, are made to feel the pinching of poverty, and to endure the scorn of the friends of their prosperity. Genius, learning, positions and strength fall before the terrible fiend of in temperance. Old age, hoary beneath the weight of years; manhood, in the prime and power of intellectual grandeur; youth, inflated with hope and the promise of a great and good name; women, in the beauty and nobility of modesty and virtue; childhood, in its innocence—all are alike unprovided for against the ravages of this arch enemy of physical, social and political well being. We maintain that the returns from the many inebriate asylums in this and other countries fully attest the fact that under a proper system of treatment, a large majority of the confirmed inebriates may be effectually cured of their dis tressing disease. We, therefore, say that we solemnly believe it to be the duty of the State of Georgia to provide an asylum, properly constructed and managed, where these unfortunates may have the opportu nity to receive proper moral and medical treat ment. We meet constantly those who should be in such institutions, but in consequence of the poverty of our people, they are unable to go to those in other States. We beg to remind you that the human family is one common brother hood, and that these unfortunates are still our brothers and sisters, no matter how low they may fall. We should also remember that no man liveth unto himself, but that every man and woman has an influence for good or bad, and that it is due to the youth of this State that these men and women should be removed, so as to prevent this influence being exerted upon others. We are also well aware that the inebri ate is a burden to his family, and keeps them constantly striving to support him in his idle ness. We would also remind you that, judged by the statistics of crime, intemperance is the cause of three-fourths thereof, and we therefore maintain that the safety of the people demands the removal of inebriates to an asylum. We do not attempt to say where such an asy lum should be located. We leave this to the wisdom of your body. If, however, our advice is desired, we will cheerfully give you any in formation in our possession upon this point. We conceive the establishment of an inebriate asylum to be one of the noblest acts of philan thropy, and it should meet the most cordial support of all who watch over the welfare of our people. In conclusion, permit us to assure you that the Medical Association of Georgia will hail with joy and gratitude the establishment of an ine briate asylum in this State; desolate homes will thrill with joy and gladness; the aching hearts of mothers will bless you; the father whose life is agonized over the blasted hopes of a prom ising son will give you praise; heart-broken wives will never cease to pray for you; starving children will offer you the rich and grateful Trampled and'open; the slaves strewn hither and yon.— j reposing in his seat, with his feet characteristic- ' my zeal in Good Templarism, and quoted Paul’s ; sufficient restraint to control the patient. With- tribute of tears of affection, and posterity will ,<■ nw> dnenna tvior- i ally resting on the desk. “ Hello !” said the j advice to Timothy, to “ Take a little wine for out such an institution, the physician has been ; hold ; And half of them cursing the glorious day they were meant to bless! My mother—she pined and pined after Dick (her young est) died, chief, “didn’t you expect to do any work?” “Work!” exclaimed the astonished youth; “I had to work hard enough to get here.” thy stomach’s sake and thine oft infirmities,” as compelled to turn from his patient, discouraged a reason why one should have free license to in- disheartened and defeated; and the victim of dulge in strong drink whenever he felt so dis- . this painful malady, be he rich or poor, high or j your names in grateful remembrance. Eugene Foster, M. D., Rob’t. P. Myers, M. D., J- Commi C. B. Nottingham, M. D.