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JOHN II. SEALS, - Kdltor unit Proprietor. MRS. MARY K. BRYAN (*) A«»ociate Editor. A. L. HAMILTON, D.D., - Associate Editor And Manager of Agencies. PERSONAL-AN APOLOGY. To the Public and the Friends of “The Sunny South.” “But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.”—David. Lieut. Got. K. B. Hubbard, mid Texas.— From the recent beautiful inaugural address of Gov. Hubbard, of Texas, we make the following splendid extract setting forth in a nut-shell the material glories of that great State. He says: “In this spirit to-day we invite the earnest co operation of all parties and of all races in our com mon purpose to develop our resources, build up the shattered fortunes, reclaim the waste places, and to prepare the way for the coming of that [For Tlie Sunny South.] WOMEN OF THE BIBLE. REPRESENTATIVE WOMEN. NO. I MIRIAM. BY MBS. MADELEINE JOURDAN BRYAN. The first woman spoken of in the Bible as having been promoted to high authority, was, ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY. JUNE 24, 1876. HEW STORIES! [For The Sunny South.] PSYCHOLOGY OF ENOCH ARDEN. SOURCE OF MOTIONS EXTERNAL. •• Yet since he did but labor for himself. Work without hope, there was not life in it Whereby the man could live: and as the year Kolied itself around again to meet the day When Enoch tiad returned, a languor came Upon him, gentle sickness, gradually Weakening the man. ‘till he'could do no more. But kept the house, his chair, and last his bed.” We are told that Archimides said give him a ful crum for his lever and he would raise the world. He had no fulcrum and this mundane sphere was unrocked and unperturbed by his threat. Man the microcosm is very much in the same category. BRILLIANT ANNOUNCEMENT! We have in hand the manuscript of AVe have buried'our dead, and with period in her history when Texas shall take her while yet tender in years, the instrument under him our brightest earthly dreams. And P lace P eer - i^ not an 'ong all the sister- of rescu i D g t he infant Moses from the J hood of states. Our children will live to see that , „ ,, „.f , , . ... for a time, the blow seemed too crushing day, as their fathers even now catch a glimpse of waters of the ^ lle and tlie hungry jaws ot the n i , , tt . .its splendid dawning. We have but to be true to devouring crocodile. for human nature to en tun. Heart and our Yowg U p on her altars, to realize this rich Yes, it was due to womanly ingenuity, ever ^ ^ , hands refused to perform their functions, fruition ere this generation is “gathered to their prolific in expedients, that the great law-giver, Give one a fulcrum—a motive ouisidTof self—and and we could not issue a paper last week, population ’2’ anrfriendTeYs^coSstltu^rhe^ the her ° and de ! iverer> Prevented from fall- the heart can be shaken to its very foundation. \ r population, poor .inu inenuieas, constituted ner JD vlc t 1I21 to the monstrous edict of the wicked When the tulcrum is removed the agitation ceases. This apology, we trust, will he sufficient. " 0U:je h 0 W> while to-day nearly two million people The realization of prophecy and the “ T ife is earnest life is real ” are standing sentinel within her gates. Then she j of tbe j ewish nation M hung'upon the nite is earnest, me is real, had no commerC e; only now and then some strange and we have again shouldered our bur- sa il of the sea found its way into her waters. Now . ... , i , lii, she sends more than six hundred thousand bales den, and though the heart niaj bleet. at of cotton to the world’s markets, and receives in every step, the duties of life must be return millions of treasure: she sends wheat and g £ 0 _ discharged. Inspired by the beautiful all the other cereals even to Kansas and Missouri aud the great Northwest, and supplies in her cattle some of the most intensely thrilling ries we have yet published, and written tnou g ni tnat a s " eer angei spirit is nov- now cit ; e3 0 f the inland, and marts on the specially for The Sunny South. The enn S about us an(1 directing our ways, sea, a t whose warves chips of foreign nations ride Mowing are the tides of some of them : « P“‘ forth new energies and push VS. SSOXS. forward our beautiful Sunny South till , thousands of miles of railway tonnecting us with ....... j i i distant States; digging ship channels even now to it attains its destined success. inland ports through which ocean steamships will We now beg all its friends to co-oper- I come and go. A taxable property of three hundred millions of value—a right royal heritage of eighty -V UNDER A CLOUD; —OR,— The Trail of Crime. BY WALRAVEN, The Author of the “ Two Orphans," “A Game with Death,” etc., etc. jpS~The scene is laid in New York city, and is based upon the celebrated and mysterious murder of the wealthy merchant, Nathans. It is intensely thrilling throughout. VICTIMS OF HATE; —OR,— The MysteriousWill. BY GEO. H. POWERS, Author of “ The Mute Banker," “ The Purchased Bridegroom," etc., etc. JSS' This is one of the best productions of this distinguished author. THE DESERT PRINCE; —OR,— The Eagle of the Seas. ate with us more earnestly than ever in sustaining and building up the enterprise. Let all renew who have not done so, and send in a club or at least one more sub scriber. millions of public lauds, with untold mineral wealth sleeping in their bosom, and a soil as gene rous as ever rewarded the husbandman for his toil—with this and pictures such as these of our real life, why should we, on a day and in a year like this, not rejoice at the splendid strides we have glory of the Jewish nation all hung upon salvation of one single child among the thou sands who were proscribed and doomed to a horrible death. Whilst no mention is made of any parental solicitude or anguish on the part of Amram, we are told that Jochebed, the devo ted mother, was taxed to the last degree in en deavoring to devise means whereby the helpless infant, around whose future clustered so much that was grand and glorious, might be preserved. Concealment was decided upon, and for a few short months proved effectual; but the rapidly- increasing growth of the child so threatened his discovery that the agonized mother constructed with her hands an ark of bulrushes, in which she tenderly laid her darling infant, and amid prayers, tears and entreaties, left him to the mercy and guidance of Israel’s God. The result of the launching of that frail life-boat, in which were concentered interests so stupendous, is too well known for comment. The strategy of the devoted mother was adroitly executed by the cunning and intelligent Miriam, and thus was restored to the arms of Jochebed the child who but a short time before had been floating waif- thus far made, while only yet in the manhood of j [i] ce U p 0n the bosom of tbe Nile, around whose our years. Such a heritage and such a prospect margin lurked danger in every appalling form, impose grave responsibilities upon each depart- ; The heroic mother becomes nurse to her own ment of the government. Material wealth alone j child, and brings him up in the faith of his | constitutes but a small element of the greatness of j fathers. The mind of Moses became early and i a State. Let us, therefore, continue to inculcate, j deeply imbued with a sense of the wrongs and as a government, the widest dissemination of intel- ( oppression which were heaped upon his suffer- ligence among the people, respect for public and j ing people, and he turned with disgust from the a horses He ! P r i yate virtue, and faithful obedience to the laws, j splendor of Pharaoh’s court, and refusing to be ' * | The executive, legislative and judicial departments j acknowledged as the son of the King's daughter, 1 wanted my 0 p tbe gt, a t e government are utterly powerless in j turned his hack upon those scenes of gilded their execution of the laws for the preservation of misery, and became an humble keeper of his public order and the punishment of crimes unless ] father-in-law’s sheep in Midian. YVe hear noth- fearlesly supported in their high places. Codes ! more ot Miriam through all the long and and courts, laws and law-makers, are but things of ! eventful years ot the court-life of Moses, nor straw before the breath of the mob unless sustained i during his sojourn in Midian; nor is she again BY COL- PRENTISS INGRAHAM, Author of “ The Ilival Cousins," “ The Black Flag Privateer," etc., etc. ,75©" This is a thrilling romance of Morocco and its waters, and one of the most fascinating that has yet emanated from the pen of that pop ular and brilliant writer. THE MARRIED BELLE; —OR,— A Terrible Lesson. BY DAISY DEAN, The Author of “ Lily of Los Angeles,’ “Evelyn's Secret," etc., etc. This is a brilliant littls romance of the famous Alleghany Springs, in Virginia. IMOGEN’S MISTAKE; —OR,— FATE OF THE BETRAYER. JUS'A THRILLING LITTLE STORY.-SS, Do Something-.—An English servant once sued an employer for wages due him to the time he quit. “He sets me such funny jobs,” said the servant, “such as standing on agate-post to whitewash the moon with a pot of blacking; at another time, to fetch a load of clouds to litter tlie told me the other Sunday, when dinner, to cut a Bath brick into mutton chops, and fry them in a four-wheeled wagon at Vish- uvious. It aint likely that I can do them conjura tion tricks.” Ridiculous as this appears there is a moral to be drawn from it. It is—work at something- “ Better,” said Christina of Sweden, “to be doing wrong than doing uoihing !” That goes too far, but the strange queen wanted to ex press her disgust of sloth in the strongest words. Whenever business is dull, and hard times come, many people complain of a want of confidence complaint be- j of the past, its quarrels and estrangements, we are j enacted; not as the mere adjunct of her broth- ers, but as their coadjutor in all the measures which were devised for the distinguished of her captive people. For the prophet Micah tells us: “I brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, and redeemed thee out of the house of servants; and I sent before thee Moses, Aaron and Miriam. " Thus we see Miriam was made equal with, and joint actor in the memorable scenes which transpired in that great and important crisis sudden and untimely death of a bright and j greatness makes it hard to connect Him with when, by the command of Moses, the waters of sweet young girl! And how infinitely is the j homely, every-day matters. We get soine sense ! ! h , e Eed , S f a uplifted themselves and became shock increased by the thought that in an evil ! of Him in church, or in the prayer-racing, or ! I 1 ' e c jp ,Kta w ) a | s ' " di e , ^ srae s * 10st plunged 1 -,-W. A -CTeiU P*rtad deep, aa-d in safety reached the ,vTnifirE ii. \ Tff. U i destined shore. Pharaoh, repenUng himself of the weakness which prompted him to grant the departure of the Jewish people, made haste to by the virtue and iron heroism of a free people. In conclusion, my fellow-citizens, I cannot per mit this occasion to pass away from the memory of men without invoking a renewed devotion, on this anniversary year, to our common country, in the spirit, of patriots and statesmen let us re member that notwithstanding the bitter memories more than a want of work. Thii comes chronic, and those who grumble the most do j still one people, descended from the same great the least to bring individual confidence up to its j ancestry, speaking the same language and inherit- health point. Labor, unintermitting and wisely j ing the same love for liberty, and should go for- directed, is a catholicon for nearly all the ills of | ward, hand in hand, to meet the same glorious hard times. Work at something, and with a pur- J destiny, pose, and the crust of business stagnation will soon introduced until after successive and fearful miracles wrought by the hands of Moses, and Aaron, the cruel king, is induced to let Moses conduct his burdened people from the land of mourning and bondage. Coming, now, to the hour of Israel’s deliver ance, we observe with unfeigned admiration the conspicuous and important part which Miriam begin to show signs of breaking.—Ex. That Young Suicide. —How shocking is the Walking with God.—The difficulty which most people have in religion is to bring the thought of God in their daily lives. His very moment she ‘mould taks her prscioTtS young"*' life in her owA hands and terminate it without leaving behind} a word or the slightest explana tion for the rash act. That Lillie Harrison was pure, and pious and good, and the idolized daughter of affectionate and indulgent parents, no one for a moment doubts, and why then the rash act ? Echo only answers, why. But let ns not seek to investigate the mysterious provi dences which are continually occurring around us. We cannot understand them. The sympathies of all the people have gone out to the Rev. Dr. Harrison in this sad bereave ment, and the memorial service in Columbus was deeply impressive. Spanish Girls.—Spanish poor girls (and rich girls also) offer a marked contrast to their Eng lish sisters—so says a Spanish paper. It is a mat ter of simple honor with them—brave, loving, generous, passionate creatures as they are—never, having once won a man’s heart, to throw it away. Come what may, your Spanish girl will never forsake, never betray you ; you have suffered for her, waited for her; she will suffer for you, will wait for you; never will she betray you, lie to you, throw you over, never! And so, the poorest peasant-girl who has “given her troth” will wait for years and years, until he who owns and holds her pledge shall return from the wars.—Temple Bar. THE FURLED FLAG. BY GRACE RAYMOND. A story of the late war, the scenes laid in and around Charleston, S. C. Misplaced Fear.—All languages have a litera ture of terror about death. But living is far more terrible in reality than dying. It is life that foments pride, that inflames vanity, that excites the passions, that feeds the appetites, that founds and builds habits, that establishes character, and, binding up the separate straws of action into one sheaf, hands it into the future, saying, “ As you have sowed, so shall ye reap and again, “ As ye reap, so shall ye sow !” Yet life, which is the mischief maker, is not at all feared. Death, that does no harm, and is only the revealer of life’s work, is feared.—Ex. we g<l into the Liu}/ w«ftld, where m st of our life is spent,.God fade* ayay into hebj-en, that is farther off than the bine sky above ofir heads. This is a great loss to ns. It is neglect on our part of our highest opportunity. God walks with us, in closest nearness, at every moment. There is in Him, if we could learn to take it, a provision of helpfulness, of sympathy, of suf ficiency, for every step in the whole round of our daily life. The very things that seem insig nificant and without spiritual meaning, are set round us by God as part of our education. And if we habitually recognize his presence in them all, the incidents of business and our household care and daily walk ffould become threads of gold, holding us in the sweetest, noblest friend ship with our heavenly Father. Our Mrs. Bryan and the Commencements. —Our distinguished editress reads a poem this week at the commencement exercises of the Fur- low Masonic Female College in Americus. Next week she reads for the Griffin Female College, and urgent invitations are pressing her to read in Newnan and Forsyth. The “dirine afflatus” has eertainly been vouchsafed to her a natura in an eminent degree, but we greatly fear that the de mands upon her Pagaesus will extingnish his vital spark. Wild Oats.—“ A young fellow must sow his wild oats.” In all the wide range of accepted max ims there is none, take it for all in all, more abom inable than this one as to the sowing of wild oats. Look at it on what side you will, and we will defy you to make any but a devil’s maxim of it. What a man—be he young, old, or middle-aged—sows, that, and nothing else, shall he reap. The only thing to do with wild oats is to put them carefully into the hottest part of the fire, and get them burnt to dust, every seed of them. If you sow them, no matter in what ground,up they will come.—Ex. BLOODY LINKS; —OB,— The Devil’s Chain. This thrilling temperance story is begun in this issue. An Impressive Thought.—We think of the ; earth as the only solid, substantial and abiding i thing; all else changing, when, in fact, it is only an egg-shell with a yoke of liquid tire | seething within. What if there were to be a ! great rift in the crust, and the-ocean let in upon - the fiery mass ! The generation of steam and gases would blow this terrestrial bombshell into millions of fragments in a twinkling, filling the ! surrounding space with new asteroids, just as we have reason to think we see the seventv or EDITORIAL MENTION. Oub popular Mrs. Nora Sneed, of Atlanta, has gone to Rochester, New York, to spend a few months. The nomination by the Republican Conven tion of Governor Hayes, a Western man, and General Wheeler, a New York man, was a saga cious movement. The gubernatorial excitement in Georgia pursue and overtake them that he might divide the spoils. Amid exultant acclamations and the noise and rush of countless chariots, he, to gether with his army, pressed into the frightful chasm made by the upheaved floods, when lo! the magic rod is waved over the waters, and with a crash sublimely deafening in its roar the mighty billows rushed together in frantic embrace, and Egypt’s proud and cruel despot, with his royal legions, were overwhelmed be neath the treacherous waves. In commemoration of this grand and mighty triumph, Moses, filled with inspiration, composed a song, which, for beauty and sublimity of sentiment, has never been equaled. Miriam, too, full of pro phetic fire and gratitude, assembled the women of Israel, who, with “timbrels and dances,” joined in her chorus to this ode of victory. This song of Moses and the chorus of Miriam was composed more than six centuries before the advent of Homer (the father of poetry), the blind old bard of Greece, and is therefore the most ancient poem chronicled. Thus we dis cover that the second poetical effusion we find on record was inspired by the genius of Miriam, the distingbished prophetess, the sweet impro- visatrice of Israel. It is with pride that we refer to the intellectual attributes and virtues of this remarkable woman, who, standing upon the rocky cliffs of the Red Sea, with Israel’s daugh ters gathered about her, poured forth in all the rapture and enthusiasm of her glowing nature an exultant thanksgiving unto the Lord for his miraculous deliverance. “Sing ye unto the Lord ” was the grand refrain of Miriam’s song, in which countless numbers joined until heaven and earth rang with the melody of this tri- uphal chorus. Here amid her grandeur and ex ultation we fain would leave this maiden proph etess, but we must be faithful, and proceed to touch reluctantly upon some points in her char acter over which we would gladly throw the vail of oblivion. The wise and eloquent Miriam had her frailties; she was mortal, and therefore weak; nor could her commanding genius save her from falling a victim to the “green-eyed monster,” or to that fell demon of the soul, am bition. Her heart had turned to bitterness, and her murmurings against Moses were sinful and treasonable, for which Jehovah visited her with a fearful affliction. She became a leper “white as snow,” and for seven long, dreary days she was an outcast from the camp of her people, who, weary with their wanderings and impatient of delay, yet awaited uncomplainingly the ex piration of Ler penance, when sheshould return to them spotless. Through the intercession of Every event with which man’s free agency enters is a proof of this law. The lever in mind which we denominate susceptibility to motive finds its fulcrum outside of the possessor. A purely abso lute selfish action is impossible. Men in this world to be sure are lovers of self to an alarming extent, but across their path stands this great law like a flaming cherubim with his fiery blade to prevent them going to an extraordinary length in its exer cise. Complete isolation and life can never be long coexistent. It is not only •* not good for man to be alone,” but practically it is impossible. No machine can run long by its own inertia. It will stop. The heart cau uo more surmount difficulties without a motive beyond sell than a man can lift himself over a fence by the straps of his boots. Even the worst form of extreme selfishness has an element that relates to other people. Affectation, the most disgusting form of egotism aud a species of pure selfishness, is a compliment to the by-sland ers. Whilst it exhibits bad judgment as respects policy, it shows the regard the affected person bears for the opinion of the spectators. The ease with which some men overcome losses and afflictions is to be explained by noticing the number of points where their hearts touch other people. Take away their property, they are buoy ant and active. Love of display financially is gone; but love of fame, ambition to shine intellectually and influentially takes possession of them. Destroy this and the broken capitalist and disappointed politician recoils within the domestic circle and is happy. His wife’s eyes ali'ord him light to irradi ate his beclouded pathway aud warmth to defend his heart against the chill that would freeze the current of his soul. Such a man was Mr. Micaw- ber, in David Copperfield. He was always looking for something to “ turn up,” and whether it did or not he touched the world in so many points he always kept his spirits. On the other hand the facility with which some men are completely overwhelmed is explained by the fact that they have so few motives outside of self. These few though are most powerful, and their subjects most generally considered the most generous of people. Such an one was Enoch Ar den. He had no motive outside of his wife and children. His love of Anne was a stream that had rippled down the flower-garnished, sun-gilded, and cloud-begirted mountain of boyhood, to the broad valley of manhood with its glorious sun shine and misty fogs. It had become a mighty river. It was obstructed. It broke over the levees that defended happiness from the distructive tide, and it flooded life with stagnant pools from which ascended miasmas of woe. He bore a lonely exile when a source of motive was yet held out by hope. He could not live in the home of his childhood when no motive remained to give him strength. He could not “linger in the twilight of life with all of earth,..gone on*, and nothing ty- hoaven Ly view.” Wise is the God who by great laws has driven us to heart commerce with other beings, andplaced a high tariff on our attempts at exclusive social protection. This tariff is death. Poor merchantman who has but one port. Great may be his profits, sweet may be the friend ships contracted, and beautiful the associations. But some day the port will close. Woe to him who voyages only to the ports of earth. They are tem porary and afford but decaying wares. Blessed is he who commerces with heaven. With such “ No gladlier does the stranded wreck See through the gray skirts of a lifting squall, The boat that bears the hope of life approach, To save the liie despaired of than they see Death dawning on them and the cloae of all.” The thither port of life with them is earth; the hither, heaven. [For The Sunny South.] TECUMSEH AS A MASON. BY DOUGLAS. The regiment of candidates are j ^ OBes and the mercy of God, Miriam was healed ! of the foul moral and physical leprosy with waxes hot. eighty fragments of an exploded world moving marshaling all their strength, and very soon the sbe ba( j been polluted, and again resumed in their orbits around the sun ! j lucky man will be announced. Delegates from | her place among the leaders of Israel. She was this county to the nominating Convention will a woman, but was her weakness greater than be selected on Saturday. Mystery of Cedar Bay. BY MARY E. BRYAN. Life and its Ends.—Remember for what pur pose you were born, and, through the whole of life, look at its end. Consider, when that comes, in what you will put your trust. Not in the bub ble of worldly vanity—it will be broken ; not in worldly pleasures—they will be gone; not in great connections—they cannot serve you ; not in wealth—you cannot carry it with you ; not in rank—in the grave there is no distinction ; not in the recollection af a life spent in the riddy con- ifly f that of Solomon, the wisest man that ever lived, who, renouncing God and forgetting whence his Honors to a Georgia Girl.—At the Com- wisdom and the magnificence with which he | formity to the silly fashions of a thoughtless and wicked world ; but in that of a life spent soberly, fiZS'This is said to be the best story ever j righteously, and wisely in the present world.—Ex. written by our brilliant editress, whose stories mencement of Dr. Ward’s Seminary for young ladies, Nashville, Tennessee, Miss Lura Fielder, daughter of the Hon. Herbert Fielder, of Cuth- bert, Georgia, read so well her fine essay on “Georgia and Tennessee,” that the large and fashionable audience completely stopped her reading with applause. are now attracting more attention than those of any writer of the day. B^No “Sunny issued last week. South ” was In the death of James H. Callaway, which oc curred on Sabbath last, this city and State lost The Daughter of Horace Greely.—The in- a good and useful man. He was a man of teresting notes of an “Italian Journey,” in this wealth, and his many deeds of charity to the issue, are from the pen of one of the distin- poor had endeared him to the people, and his reward in the hereafter will be rich and bounti ful. We have in hand a beautiful tribute to his memory, which will be published in our next issue. guished and amiable daughters of the late Hor ace Greeley, and we return her many warm thanks for the contribution. was surrounded came, turned idolator, and fell down in worship before Ashtoreth and Molech ? Melrose, Georgia, 1876. Edgar A. Poe—A Correction. New York, June 8, 1876. Editor Sunny South,—J see in a recent issue one of your correspondents, speaking of Edgar Poe, says: “His mother-in-law, Mrs. Clemm, died in great poverty, a few years after his death.” _ ^ - If the fact is of any interest to your readers j naturally into the heart of this great Indian, you may inform them that Mrs. Clemm died an , and made him, the illiterate savage, the brother inmate of the Church Home, Baltimore, 16th man and the brother Mason to Frederick the February, 1871. Edgar Poe died in the same ; Great, Napoleon First, and George Washington, city, 7th October, 1849. Respectfully, j Blowing is not playing the flute; you must use Jas. Wood Davidson. ! your fingers. Masonry, the handmaid of the Christian re ligion, dwells amongst the wild and inhuman inhabitants of the woods, as well as in kings’ palaces. She loves to associate with the rudest men, in their fiercest moods, and soften their cruel hearts by her magic influence. To them, her symbolisms and mystical language speak more eloquently and far more impressively than the words of any written or spoken tongue. The Great Spirit and the Great Architect are revealed as the same, by storms on the moun tains, the roar of the waters, and the majestic silence of the forest, tuneful to the sensitive soul of the child of nature. To whom has the Masonic virtue of Silence, the Golden, been more perfectly taught than to the American Indians? And when that silence is broken, it is with words few, sententious and dignified. Never was this laconic eloquence better illustrated than in Tecumseh’s speech to Governor Harrison when the interpreter said to him: “ Your father requests you to take a chair.” “My father !” replied Tecumseh, with a look of scorn. “The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will repose,” and he threw himself on the ground. Or when in battle, the Americans had been surrounded, and his blood-thirsty warriors were massacreing them, he mounted a stump, on hearing the Masonic Cry of Distress, and deliv ered his briefest and most celebrated speech: “ Kill no more white men !” He had been made a Mason some time before when visiting Philadelphia, and in his noble heart Masonry found a true home. Tecumseh was a general in the British army, and fell at the battle of the Thames, in 1813, under the hand of Colonel Johnson, of Ken tucky. He was known as the “Indian Bona parte.” “ His appearance was always noble, his form symmetrical, his carriage erect and lofty, his motions commanding; but under the excitement of his favorite theme, he became a new being. His fine countenance lighted up with a fiery and haughty pride; his form swelled with emotion; every posture and every gesture had its eloquent meaning. And then language, indeed—the impressible outbreaking of nature—flowed glowing from the passionate fountain of the soul. As a politician, he was a Philip; as an orator, a Demosthenes; as a war rior, a Napoleon; without their intellectual cul tivation.” In such souls as that of Tecumseh, Masonry finds an interpreter; her deep teachings came bbtinct print