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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. ADVERTISEMENTS. MISS KATE NOKTH, P URCHASING AGENT for Millinery, Dry Goods, No tions, etc., for friends of The Sunny South. Ad dress care Sunny South. H OW LADIES. LIVING OUT OF THE CITY, can do their SHOPPING IN LOUISVILLE, may be learned by sending Btamp for reply, to MISS HELEN J. HAAS, 49 158 Fourth St., Louisville, Ky. JEICHMULLER, DUNN & MEERSCHEIDT, Lawyers and Land Agents, LaBrahge, Fatkttk CO., Tbxa*. Howard’s Celebrated Cosmoramu. W ILL exhibit for the benefit of Churches, Sunday Schools. Lodges. Societies, etc. I use the MARCY 8CIOPTICON, and a large namber ol Views, Novelties, Effects, etc. AST No expense—receipts divided. Address 49 C. A. HOWARD, Atlanta, Ga. A. O. M. GA Y, WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALER IN DRY GOODS, CLOTHING, BOOTS, SHOES, HATS AND TRUNKS, 65 and 67 Peachtree Street, old stand, ATLANTA, GA. “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 ESTABLISHED 1859. M CMILLAN & SNOW, Wholesale Dealers In Groceries, Produce and Provisions. Wholesale Honse—No. 11 Forsyth st., near State Capitol. Fancy Grocery House— No. 25 Marietta st., next DeGive’s Opera House. SUGAR CREEK PAPER MILLS. WM. McNAUGHT & CO., - ATLANTA, GA. T HE SUNNY SOUTH is printed on paper made at the above mills. 11 CARPETS. WILLIAM A. HAYGOOD, No. 91 Marietta, Corner Broad St., ATLANTA, GEORGIA, DEALER IN Carpets, Oil Cloths, Mattings, Curtains, Lambrequins, Shades, Upholstery Goods, Etc., Etc. GRASS MATTINGS A SPECIALTY. ^-Letters of Inquiry- promptly answered. TwMfS&JYJvrB&vrm BOOK: JtJlSTTD JOB STM NIB TWINS ESTABLISHMENT, AS A RULE, 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. 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