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EX-SULTAN ABDUL AZIS.
His Brilliant Inauguration, Death, Admin
istration, Harem, Mosques, etc.
MAY THE SULTAN LITE A THOUSAND YEASS.
A cablegram, dated Jane 5th inst., and published
in the newspapers June 6th, stated that the Sultan
had committed suicide.
Absorbed in the struggle against poverty, the
result of the war between the States—a struggle
more trying than the war itself—the suffering
people of the South have had but little time to
devote to reading: hence Turkey and the Orient
have not especially interested them. But the tra
gic end of the greatest Turkish monarch of modern
times is replete with interest to all civilized
peoples. It is the purpose of this paper to throw
some light upon the causes leading to the recent
deposition of the Sultan and his death by suicide
a few days ago.
The Mnniteur, official journal of the French Em
pire, had a reporter at Constantinople who thus
described ihe coronation ceremonies of the suc
cessor of Abdul Medjid Khan: “The 25th of June,
1861, at one o’clock p. m„ while the Ottoman fleet
were ranged in echelons in the Bosphorus, public
criers traversed the streets of Constantinople, re
peating in loud tones these words :
Out Seiqncur the Sultan Abdul Medjid Khan, son
of the Sultan Mahmoud Khan, is dead.—May God
preserve his soul! He has for successor the Sultan
Abdul Axis Khan, son of the Sultan Mahmoud Khan.
May God bless his reign!
The new Sultan was 31 years old.
As he appeared, brilliant with youth and health,
accompanied by the grand vizier, the seraskier
fcommander-in-chief), and the pacha, the court of
the palace presented the same aspect of splendor,
the same physiognomy of a fete, the same pomp and
the same animation as occur when the solemnities
of the Bairam are celebrated. The throne was
placed under the great arch; the troops ranged in
a circle held back the masses of people who were
impatient to salute the new sovereign with acclam
ations of respect and sympathy. In front were
placed the imperial corps of musicians; on the
sides stood the servants of the palace, who during
the ceremony occasionally uttered the formula
prescribed for the great fete days: May God pre
serve the Sultan a thousand years'.
Abdul Azis ascended the throne to the sounds
of military music and amid salvos of artillery,
while a murmur of satisfaction rippled through
the throng at the virile aspect ofithe successor of
Abdul Medjid.”
“May the Sultan live a thousand years !”
Ah! what a commentary upon glory and place,
power and time, is this cry which has already
greeted his successor! Shakespeare, in the “Tem
pest,” has fitly described it: “The gorgeous palaces,
the Solomon temples, the great globe itself, yea
all which it inherit shall dissolve, and like the
baseless fabric of a vision, leave not a wreck
behind!”
The education of Abdul Azis had been far more
liberal than formerly characterized that of the
heir-presumptive to the throne, his brother and
predecessor having broken from the barbarous
traditions of the Sultans. He profited by the ab
solute liberty accorded him, and devoted himself
to study, as well as to such exercises as would
perfect his physical constitution. His regular
habits preserved in vigor his mind and body.
Breaking from traditional custom he had only one
wife. With her he lived most happily in his per-
palace of Dohua-Bagtehe on the Bosphorus,
leaalng the life of a student, and embellishing Vis
mind with music, painting and science. The
Sultana Fatua was the only woman in his harem.
When he received the sabre of Otbrnan, he recalled
the glorious life of the founder of his dynasty and
determined upon colossal schemes of reform, and
bent all of his energies to the regeneration of his
empire.
His imperial message, dated July 1st, 1861, was
filled with humane sentiments and the most liberal
views. His short reign was true to the treaties
existing between the Ottoman Empire and the
allied powers that have so long sustained the
power of Turkey in Europe.
AS A FINANCIER.
The finances of Turkey were in a deplorable
condition, and bankruptcy seemed inevitable to
the Empire when he ascended the throne. He ef
fected a loan of $50,000,000: established the Otto
man Bank—the first institution of the kind estab
lished-in the Empire—and by its management
effected other large loans until the credit of the
Empire was saved. For the first time in the his
tory of Turkey appeared an annual budget of re
ceipts and expenses, and from this official docu
ment could be seen the improving condition of the
finances. Then followed rapidly the results of the
enlightened observation of the young monarch.
Railroads were constructed and lines of telegranh,
while light-houses shone on all the coasts of Eu
ropean and Asiatic Turkey. Material progress
was visible everywhere. If he could not relieve
Turkey from its incubus of foreign debt, he power
fully augmented the resources of his Empire.
AS A REFORMER.
The same spirit which prompted the Czar of
Russia to enfranchise the serfs, and Victor Emma
nuel to dipossess the clergy of their monastic pro
perties and confiscate them for the benefit of the
State, animated Abdul Aszis who periled his life
and throne by his reforms. Three fourths of the
soil of the Empire were absorbed by the religious
properties called Vaeoufs, which properties were
exempt from taxation. From the revenues derived
from these properties 'the mosques sustained their
religious ceremonies, their ministers, their schools
and hospitals. The legal vaeoufs date from the
conquest when the taxes of the conquered were
given to the mosques; the ordinary vaeoufs are I
those that are transferred by either a Christian or
a Mussulman to a mosque. Once the property of
the mosque, the property becomes inalienable. !
Thus the Musulman clergy have become proprietors
of considerable territory, and^have succeeded in 1
exempting from taxation their possessions on the
grounds that the properly of the mosques is the
property of God and of the poor.
The Sultan resolved to reform this state of af
fairs; for whether in the Roman Campana, or
wherever on earth land is owned by the clergy in
large territory, there agriculture retrogrades,
misery is engendered and poverty and misrule
diminishes the revenues.
The forcible character of the Sultan was fully |
exhibited now. He encountered the resistance
of the most powerful and opulent officer of the j
realm. The Cheik-ul-islam, Minister of Jus- j
tice, and of sacerdotal authorties the supreme j
head, clothed with his religious and judicial
authority, concluded to) oppose the wishes of the j
bultan. The Sultan triumphed. The reorgani
zation of the religious properties became an ac
complished fact. The church properties pay now
the same taxes as other properties, which
is an enormous accession to the revenue of the
Empire.
No sentiment is stronger than that of religion; |
no prejudice more fatal in its effects than fanati
cism. Were not the reforms instituted by Abdul j
Azis the cause of his downfall?
tary establishments, arsenals, foundries, hospit
als, etc., and suggested reforms to be made. He
reformed the civil administrations and changed
the Code of Justice, making the Council of State
similar to that of France. Despising the former
ignorant prejudice which had prevented former
Sultans from leaving their own dominions, he
visited the Paris Exposition of 1867 and was re
ceived with imperial ceremony by the Emperor
Napoleon. His liberal views widened as he ob
served more. Equality before the law between his
Christian and Mussulman subjects was enforced,
and the Sultan declared that citizens, whether
they went to the mosque or to the church, shall
be equal citizens of a common country.
Abdul Azis accorded complete religious liberty,
in accordance with the spirit of this nineteenth
century, which forced the Pope to admit Protest
ant churches within the walls of Rome. And the
same intolerant spirit which dethroned him be
cause of his enlightened liberality and statesman
ship, has convulsed the Christian world by the
massacre of Salonica, owing to the conversion of
a Christian woman to the Mohammedan faith.
The contract of the opposing religions in the
same country promises ultimately to be, in the
language of Mr. Seward, “an irrepressible con
flict,” and end in a religious war that will push
the sublime Porte out of Europe. Already the
new Sultan, Mourad, is confronted by his rebellious
Danubian principalities, and Russia is assembling
an army on the Moldavo-Turkish frontier. The
; Sclaves of Russia are aiding their Sclavonian
i brothers in Montenegro, Servia, Herzegovinia,
and the other principalities, now in the arms or
[For The Sunuy South.]
OVER THE “KENNESAW ROUTE”
TO PHILADELPHIA.
Beautiful Scenery — Farm Fields — Clover
Ranges—Arlington Heights—"Wash
ington City and Humiliation-
Centennial — New York-
Pleasant Conduct
ors, etc., etc.
[Written for Tlie Sunny South.]
MRS. WARFIELD S MEW ROOK.
Dear Sunny South,—Inside the brick walls
which divide the day from the shadows—which
say to a visitor, “ that is the city; this the family
circle.” In a word, one day last week in the
great city of Brooklyn, your cheerful face came
peeping in upon me. You cannot imagine how
delighted I was to see it—something all South
ern-delighted to know the language, style, etc.,
was from home—dear old Georgia. So I sat
Have you read the above-mentioned—to-wit,
namely, “Hester Howard's Temptation?” If
not, there is a pleasure in store for you—so
“go to work” and enjoy it right away. It will
chime in charmingly with the perfected pleas
ure of these beautiful June days.
Mrs. Warfield is liberally endowed with crea
tive power—she does not continually repeat her
self, giving you one hero and one heroine
through half a dozen different stories—changed
in nothing save their names. Madame Bouverie,
Bertie Lavigne, Agla Manrepas and Hester
Howard, are all noble women, yet as diverse in
their characters as are the clouds of morning, of
midday, and of the gorgeous sunset. And to
this refreshing variety, Mrs. Warfield adds force
and comprehensiveness. Her characters, too,
down immediately and eagerly devoured the : are not lay figures—not merely heros and he-
contents, as would a hungry, home-sick child : roines—they are men and women. Perhaps the
away at school devour one of mother’s pretty, ! most especial charm of this favorite author is,
frosted cakes. As soon as the hungry feeling that her writings are perfectly understand-
at my heart was satisfied, I began to think—to ! able. That she is a person of matured mentality,
wonder if The Sunny South would bear a rues- and ripe scholarship is readily seen,
sage from me, even me, to the dear ones at ' —
home—would let me tell them how I came to |
the Centennial Exposition — which route, I I
mean—and how pleasant it is. If so, please i
say to them over the “ Kennesaw Route ” is the
most pleasant way possible to reach Philadel
phia. Through the lovely valleys which lie
between the Blue Ridge and Alleghany Moun
tains they will come in wondering delight. Oh,
in sympathy with the rebellion. The integrity of bow glorious those great heights "rise in silent
the Turkish Empire, like that of the Republic of j homage to the Creator ! Far as the eye can
Switzerland, has thus far been preserved by the j reach on either hand are the splendid meadow
allied powers in order that the aggrandizement of farms, of which the Virginians may well be
one nation may not be too great. England cannot proud. Beautiful farm-houses, built in mod-
afford to allow Russia, her powerful rival in the | ern style and shaded by groups of handsome
But her acquirements are not shot at you
from a catapult; she does not gorgonise yon
with her petrifying erudition. She is not given
to that fashionable “folly of the wise”—a pa
rade of her wisdom—nor is she of those whose
sublime scholarship soars so far beyond tis audi
ence that it forgets to return, leaving the said
stranded hopelessly and forever upon bleak
shores of language unknown to ordinary dic
tionaries. We take up many booke now-a-days
in which there is a marvelous show of depth;
drop in your plummet line and you find it
simply—obscurity. The most beautiful waters
in the world are 'those clear, sparkling, sunlit
deeps upon whose beds you can count the
East, to absorb Turkey-in-Europe. Henceagigan- j trees, dot the green planes, while hundreds of I glouing shells, shining like so man3'gems. You
perhaps emancipate Europe from the rule of the
Moslem, even in a remote corner. France, under
the rule of fanaticism, deposed the good and liberal
King Louis Phillippe. Turkey deposed Abdul
1 Azis, the most enlightened of her rulers, and will
probably reap the same bitter consequences-
STATISTICAL FACTS.
Population—total, about 39.000.000
Population—Danubian Principalities 5.100,000
Population—Montenegro 130,000
Population—European Turkey, 15,78 r ,000
RELIGION.
In Europe. In Asia. Together.
Mussulmen 4,550,000 12,650,000 21,000.000
Greeks & Americans,-10,000,000 300,000 13,000,000
Catholics j 640,000 260,00'' 900.000
Jews, 70,000 80,000 150,000
P. S.—I am indebted for many of the above
facts to the work (in French) of E. Dentu, pub
lished in 1867.
Francis Fontaine.
tic war is threatening, which, if not checked, 1 fat, sleek cattle are feeding up to their breasts
seems certain to end in the emancipation of the in the rich clover and grasses. Just think how
Danubian principalities from Turkish rule, and lovely the landscapes must be! Widespread
" planes, lofty mountains on either side, broad,
silvery rivers rolling right up to the rail track-
over all the golden sunshine, glittering in the
bosom of the waters, and shivering into lights
and shade on the mountain-tops. Suddenly we
are dashing down the monntain-side, peering
over gorges and chasms, darting through tun
nels and bursting out upon visions so lovely
they seem like dreamland, while over us hang
cliff's thousands of feet in the air !
Let no one suppose that because you are in
side the cars a fine view of the scenery cannot
he obtained - this is a mistaken idea. All day
long Tuesday, the second day from home—At
lanta, I mean—we reveled in the gorgeous
scenery about ns, forgetting we were on hoard
the cars. And if you are so fortunate as to
come under care of that pleasant Virginia gen
tleman, conductor in the Pullman palace, Major
Chenault, and have him introduce your party to
Captain Fairfax, line conductor, and lineal de
scendant from the “House of Fairfax,” I assure
you it is impossible to regret a trip over the
“Kennesaw Route.” Certainly we never met
two gentlemen more kind and agreeable. Every
place of interest, every noted “peak,” every
shining river, beautiful gorge or fair landscape,
was kindly pointed out to our party by these
conductors—perhaps the light of kindness fell
upon them with beautifying effect.
Just before you reach Washington City the
[For The Sunny South.]
LETTER FROM CHARLESTON.
Sackcloth for the Old Palmetto State.
History carries back to ancient Rome, Athens
and Carthage—to old “hushed Egypt,” and in
imagination we behold them in their pristine
glory, mark the traces of decay upon their
walls, and amid the ruins and crumbling columns conductor willpoint out “Arlington Heights
hear the chirping cricket and discover the foot- the rip , htful home of our Lee Ar * ]oc
prints of the voracious hyena. But their stars
of glory have faded, and forever ! In a later age
we are called upon to contemplate another yet
similar spectacle. We go Ijack a century. The
fearful larum of artillery *nd the clash of re- j 0 fd Virginia,~!*nulUWe led'bfm thlTugTS:
you look
upon its stately grandeur and lovely grounds,
you will no longer wonder that such matchless
sweetness and easy grace should have rested
upon himbecatwaJlie land about luyq.y.nd
sounVling arms are heard. [Earth becomes scar
let with the blood of heroed as over sanguinary
fields'the American army presses on to victory.
The fclack and sullen war-cloud rolls away, a
feu dejpie is sounded, and a nation springs into
existence.
Among the States which compose that nation
is found one small in size, yet among the first
to raise aloft the standard of liberty. Her lau
rel-crowned warriors, her statesmen, her orators
and heroic daughters spread her name abroad,
winning for her the admiration of the nations of
the earth. Need it he repeated that upon his
tory’s proudest pages the fame of South Caro
lina is gloriously inscribed ? But her children
of to-day have outlived her glory. In those leg
islative halls where once sat men—“high-
minded men,” hearing upon their brows the
tnre up to her God):
Itt this city you trill stoR a day. at lee it. to see
the Gapitol, Art Gallery, Wbit^ House/ Depart
ments of the United States Treasury, etc.; also,
the Smithsonian Institute, and the beautiful
gardens and parks about the city.
You will he proud of America when you see
her stately Capitol, climb its terraced heights,
walk its marble courts and gaze upon its lovely
paintings, bronzes, statuary, etc. But you wiil
he disgusted with America when yon enter her
Congressional halls, sit in her galleries and look
down upon the confusion, disorder, political melee
which reigns there. Yon w r iil wonder at the ab
sence of dignity from the squalling chairman,
who bawls incessantly, knocks repeatedly in
vain attempts at order, down to the pert little
messengers and madly-gesticulating speaker!
rnption and confusion reigns. The once im
maculate ermine of justice has been trailed into
the mire until but little is left which is not a
blank, polluted and shapeless mass. Money,
credit, confidence have all vanished, and a once
proud hut now humbled and heart-broken peo
ple stand, as it were, upon the Plutonian shore
of night, watching for one faint glimmer of light
to break upon the pall-like gloom which sur
rounds them. The figure appears strong, but
the glory and honor and dignity of Carolina can
never return while ignorance and corruption is
permitted to sit at the helm. And the work of
reformation may be assimilated to the ever-re
turning stone of Sisyphus as long as so-called
Northern philanthropists harp upon the “hated
nest of rebellion,” the “hot-bed of secession,”
and sow discord between the liberated slave and
his former master.
Throughout the State the palmetto and the
pine bend their branches over the graves of
those who gave up their lives to sustain a prin
ciple dear to every Southern heart. The surviv
ors of the holy dead have long since furled
their banners, pledged their loyalty to theUnion
and have accepted the right hand of fellowship
extended to them hv their conquerors. But hu
miliation, tyranny and injustice have been and
are still our people’s portion. If they resort to
redress from their grievances, the cry of “ Do
of Washington, Jefferson, Calhoun, Webster
and Clay ! Yon will wonder, again and again,
if these men actually dwelt in these places, and
if so, are not th*ir spirits sad in the courts of
glory ? You will gladly hurry away to find the
Art Gallery, with An aching at your heart for
which, woman if you be, you cannot account.
You will seek to shut out the sights and sounds
inside the Capitol, yet wonder again, as von
stand before that terriblv grand picture, “The
Drouth in Egygt,” why thoughts of your coun
try should come back to you. and why America
should involuntarily stand beside this picture!
Voices out the past will echo in your ears all
over the beautiful city, while a vail of sadness
will hang about it all. Say, dear Sunny South,
can you tell me why ?
Perhaps you—the dear friends at home, I
mean—will forget this feeling when yon step on
board the Philadelphia express and dart away to
that world’s wonder, the Centennial. At any
rate, we wish every one who comes over the
plunge down your arm to grasp them—ah! ’tis
then you find how deep they lie! Far fathoms
down—and yet so fair, so bright, so silvery clear,
that the child at your side may count the pearly
treasures, and comprehend them all. So should
it be with the “style” of those who would
portray for us the deep heart of Humanity. Mrs.
Warfield is thoroughly aware of this, and she
does not aim either to perplex, to startle, or to
stupefy. She does not inflate a petty thought
into balloon-like dimensions—or as somebody
says, “give the body of a fly suspended be
tween the wings of an eagle.” Her observation
of human nature is close and keen, hut kindly;
her insight into its mysteries both clear and
profoun; her exposition of {it at once simple,
truthful and comprehensive. Her powers have
been nourished upon royal fare, and she is (ap
parently) as unconcious of their royalty as the
born princess to whom royal life is an everyday
experience. Therefore, those powers, develop
ed as they are by an accurate and extensive
scholarship, make no undue display of it, as if
were a mantle worn upon a gala day. Her elab
orate study does not crop out in long quotations,
and far-fetched allusion foreign to her readers,
but rather permeates and imbues, and colors
her entire work. We do not see patches of
Frenoh philosophy, or German metaphysic, or
ancient erudition sewed upon her brain fabric
(with all the stitches showing), regardless of al-
“ the harmonies and the unities, but if allud
ed to, they are woven with a graceful touch into
her tissue, and shine forth, as a part of it, in
silvery threads, or sable strands.
In this new work of Mrs. Warfield’s, there is
nothing that, savors of the so-called “ Sensa
tional.” A is “natural as life,” and very like
the thousand dramas that we know are going on
everyday arounjf us—thinly vailed by the “pro
prieties” and the. “conventionalities.”
Hester Howard is a heroine—one of an im
mense class, whose highest praise is th't they
are faithful wives and good women. Indeed, if
one has any fault to find with her, it must be,
I-think, that she was too faithful—she endured
long after “ endurance had ceased to he a vir
tue. ” Still this shows, of course, her strength.
For it requires far less courage to bear up
against some great sorrow or calamity, than to
endure a life-time of petty annoyances. An an
gel could not have stood Julius Howard, but
Hester did—and many other women do endure
just such contemptible counterfeits of men—
therfore, I am persuaded that in some respects
women may be superior to angels. Individually,
however, this is an instance in which I should,
emphatically sing:
“ I want to be an angel.”
Somebody who evidently knows what he is
talking about, says:
“The mean little angels and asperities mascu
line character are the traits which rasp and gall
under the connubial yoke, and which sorely test
the quality of womanly heroism and devotion.
Mean little panimonies; mean little “flings;”
mean little or big airs of superiority and author
ity; contemptible little whims and crotchets,
interferences with the wife’s management of
household affairs, and inquisitions into all that
she says and does; and more insulting or in
tolerable even than brutal abuse, real and af
fected jealousy, and many more such like exhi
bition of those unmanly traits destroy the wife’s
respect for her husband. The Lady Franklin,
whose devotion rises superior to a part, or all of
these, is a greater heroine and a more self-sac
rificing one than she, who for thirty years gave
battle to the grim North King for the recovery
of the remains her loved and lost.”
And this was the noble heroism of Hester
Howard—what her peculiar “temptation” was,
and sown to the four winds, by the aforesaid
ogres !
“Haveyou ever read Elsie Venner?” Iaskeda
brilliant woman, some months ago.
“No. Has it been much cried down as bad,
stupid and altogether abominable ?” she quer
ied in reply.
“ Not that I have seen—on the contrary, I
believe it was, when first issued, much bespat
tered with praise by the ‘professional’ scal
pels.”
“ Then I’ll not trouble myself to invest in it.
I make it a rule never to buy a book unless it has
been • scandalously abused’' by the regular criti
cal clique—and I never read one they have
d—d (desecrated, I mean) with their two-penny
praise.” And I said, laughingly:
“ Sister in the faith, lam like von.”
There is something really inspiring in the
half-nonchalant,half-unconscious indifference of
a few of our finest writers to either commenda
tion or criticism. They “ have done what they
could,”and therewith they are content. They
are willing to leave all consequences to time. In
a certain sense, they resemble
“Those elect
Angels contented with their fame in heaveu
And seek not praise of men.’
But—youwill say—all this tells us little of
“Hester Howard.” Of course, well-beloved
“ Sunny”—for that you must read the book.
My letter in this instance merely acts the use
ful part of the Irishman’s guide-board, which
cl early and plainly showed where the road did
W>t go! lours, all the same,
L. Y. F.
Forest Home, June 2d.
In this garden I refrained from giving the Easter
greeting, and, fortunately, managed to evade re
ceiving it; for, according to Russian custom, it
must he accompanied by a kiss. The Emperor of all
the Russias would not. refuse to comply with this
custom if greeted by the poorest man in'his empire.
A little rosy-faced Russian child tottered up to me
as I left the garden, and holding up a prettily-
colored egg, lisped the Easter salutation. I quietly
frightened the little monkey by catching her up in
my arms and talking English to her; but a sign of
the eggs I had in my pocket—eggs which I had col
ored with the stars and stripes of America—quite
consoled her for my strange words. She took one of
my Easter eggs and ran off to the garden, and there
I left her kneeling at the foot of a marble statue of
the risen Lord, and offering to it her little basket
of Easter cakes and eggs.
Easter day is the second New Year’s Day among
the Moldavian aristocracy. The ladies, in exquisite
toilettes, receive calls, and the tables, loaded with
cold meats, eggs, baba pascha, dulchessa and other
Oriental viands, are marvellous to behod. It is the
height of rudeness to refuse to eat. I fairly pitied
the poor gentlemen who called late in the afternoon,
they were so very far from being hungry! One gen
tleman gravely assured me he had four hundred
eggs in his carriage.
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“Kennesaw Route to stop one day at Washing- j I must leave you to discover by a perusal of the
ton. It will not cost von anything if you do as
our party did—bring lunch and stop at the de
pot saloon—and it is a respect which all should
pay to the memory of Washington this Centen
nial year.
At Philadelphia yon will reach the climax of
• 1 . . ,, , , your journey—that which you came to see. Nor
mestic vudence! is heard at the capital and ; will disappointment follow the coming, if you
the glittering bayonets of Federal soldiers flash- 1 are careful and economical. ”
ing in the sunlight are seen in our cities and
villages. Oh, consistency, thou art a jewel!
The philanthropists, who saw a thousand terrors
in a well-regulated system of slavery, bear with
stoical indifference the piercing cries of terror
wrung from'defenseless women and children.
When the nation rejoices over the glories of ’76.
South Carolina should be clad in the robes of
mourning; she has nothing to rejoice over while
there is so much to lament. As each day dawns,
the cloud of adversity hovers darker over her,
and every conservative victory is hut the culmi
nation of a disastrous Democratic defeat When
the inheritance won bv the valor and wisdom of
our fathers is restored to us, when our repre
sentative men again control the reins of govern
ment. then, and not till then, should our peo
ple rejoice.
Can’t Do It sticks in the mud, but Try soon drags
the wagon out of the rut. The fox said Try, and he
got away from the hounds when they almost snap
ped at him. The bees said Try. and turned flours
into honey. The squirrel said Try, and up he went
to the top of a beech-tree. The snowdrop said Try,
and bloomed in the cold snows of winter. The sun
said Try, and the spring soon threw Jack Frost out
of his saddle. The young lark said Try, and he
You can spend
deal of money and get a deal of worry; but at
the rate of five to eight dollars per day, you can
obtain much pleasure and comfort, and learn
years of age.
New York is near by—about two hour’s ride—
and if you are careful, you can save money
enough to stay a short time in this great city.
Those who start from Atlanta should leave
that city on the four o’clock (afternoon) train,
pass the night in the luxurious sleeping palace,
and get repaid by the glorious visions of the
next day.
Be sure, ladies, if your party is without gen
tlemen, to come under care of conductors
Chenault and Fairfax; then husbands, fathers
and brothers need have no fear with regard to
your safety and comfort.
Like a beautiful dream, or a lovely picture
hung in memory’s gallery, will our trip over the
“ Kennesaw Route ” remain in memory.
Long life and much success to the “ Kenesaw.”
Wanderer.
Burlington, Yt., June 11, 1876.
book itself. My “temptation,” under these
circumstances, would have been an angelic one
(not a “womanly” one); it would have been to
have “ laid out” Julius in the outside and
“done foolin’over hit.” There are semie out
laws among the heros of our lady writers whom
a body is bound to suspect—but they are men
of the Jim Bludso type—and we
“ All have faith in their 'cussedneas,’
For we know they'll keep their word ;”
| and of such is Mary E. Bryan’s “Captain Kirne.”
But Hester Howard’s husband was one of the
only as nothing of a crime, but a most benevo
lent and beneficial institution!
“ Men,” says James Hogg, “often as they get
auld fancy themselves wiser, whereas in fac’ they
are only stoopider.” So with the wise world
of critics round about us.
“The would-be wits and can’t-be gentlemen”
will be at work.
There is plenty of mettle in Mrs. Warfield’s
books, and but little doubt that they will be lib
erally belabor by those who are simply “ nothing,
if not critical.” With all my heart, Isay, Amen!”
The author would doubtless felicitate herself
upon the fact Nothing could gratify me so
truly were I an author (which heaven forfend)!
as to have my work well abused. If they were
not,I should be mortified—should conclude they
wern’t “worth a continental”—and should be
tempted at once toj engage Bill Arp’s “cussin ’
manjat as high’s salary as the pressure of the timt s
would allow. To pay fora “puff” is sheer and
simple nonsense, to pay for a good growling, a
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Like President Grant, Abdul Azis regarded the | too big fof Try to mend,
members of his Cabinet as his Lieutenants. He
was at once Minister of War and of Marine. He _
(inspected, personally, all the quanyitine and mili- last *Ad in bankruptcy,
. ... , , . _ •_ - , • ,- , , What we plan, what we undertake, should i uuaacuoc, 10 pay iur a uuuu punuugi
found that his n lngs 0 him over hedges and already be so c i earlv mapped out and so beautiful ! fiery onslaught, or a thunderous pen-thrashing,
ditches, and uj where his father was s.ng.ng The in its J proportion that the world by interfering is-sound policy, and the very best article of
oxsaidTry add plowed the field from end to end. C onld only mar it We should thus be in ad van- common sense. I enjoy heartily the “ goosey-
£0 hill too st- p for y to climb, no clay too stiff for tageous position to adjust what might have gotten goosey” granduer of the hyper-critics who “ sail
Try to plow no held too wet for Try to dram, no hole , on t 0 f joint, and to replace what might have been . in” to annihilate some poor pen-driver, and end
destroyed.
UnIgnited activity of whatever kind must at Generalization and great self-conceit are al-
\ ways preparing the most lamentable mishaps.
by selling his book by the thousand. For of
course people in these days of discrimination
never read what the “critics” laud—tho’ they
devour readily what has been torn to shreds
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