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A H. SEALS, - Editor and Proprietor, MRS. MARY E. IIRYARi (*) Associate Editor. A. L. H.VVIII.TOJS, D. I>., - AKsociate Editor And Manager of Agencies. ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY, AUG. 26, 1876. Is Youth so Heartless!—An eloquent writer tells us that “for the most part youth is hard, and those who look for pity or compassion from young people, save when their senses are ap pealed to without disgust—for sensibility tooth ers or sympathy for sorrow which they them selves have never known—look for fruit in the blossom and for wine from unripe grapes. Fresh, full of vigor, of hope, of imperious egotism, longing for life and untaught by experience, youth has no sympathy with age, and can have none. The bodily infirmities of age disgust them, strong and pure, and healthy as they are, as much as its mental sadness repels. Unpleas ant to the eye, they cannot think how they may not be prevented; and unused to things sicken- Send US No. 12.—Our edition of Xo. 12, vol. 2, has been entirely exhausted, and we have a great many urgent calls for it. Any of our patrons who may aright, they would know only pity.” have it on hand, and are willing to spare it, will oblige us bv sending it immedi ately to this office. The Aggravating Creature.—The following description is pretty hard upon “sweet sixteen,” and were it not for the soothing “pat ” that is given in the last saving clause, one would be sure it was the malignant outburst of some bald- headed bachelor whom a “sweet sixteen” had mischievously and unmercifully teased: “Qeeseare generally supposed to be foolish animals, and I believe colts are included in this list, but I declare they possess the wisdom of serpents when compared with the average girl, especially when she is about sixteen years old. In the first place, she is ashamed to do most things that her mother wants her to: she won’t wear an apron to school, wild horses could scarce ly induce her to carry a bundle that is at all De Quincy’s favorite few were Donne, Chilling- worth, Jeremy Taylor, Milton, South, Borrow and Sir Thomas Browne. He describes these writers as “a pleiad or constellation of seven golden stars, such as. in their class, no literature can match,’’ aud from whose works he would undertake “to build up an entire body ot philosophy.” Frederick the Great of Prussia manifested his strong French leaning in his choice of books, his principal favorities being Bayle, Rousseau Voltaire, Rollin. Fleurv, Malebranche, and one English au thor, Locke. His especial favorite was Bayle,s Dictionary, which was the first book that laid hi Id of his mind, and he thought so highly of it that he himself made an abridgement and translation of it into German, which was published. It was a saying of Fredrick's that “books makeup no small part of true happiness.” In his old age he said “My latest passion will be for literature.” ing as they are, they turn away in indignant an-I large upon the street. She very nearly boasts : It seems odd that Marshal Blucher’s favorite book noyance at the disgustful sights which to them of not being able to sew a stitch, she glones Sapoleon Bonaparte’s favorites < tssian’s “Poems” are revolting, when, if they understood things j i Q having her bureau drawers in a “perfect and the “Sorrows of Werther.” But Napoleon’s mess;” she takes to slang expressions as a duck range of reading was very extensive. It included does to water. On a rainy day she lets her dress drag until it is perfectly saturated, considering a dripping skirt and the prospect of rheumatic fever more becoming than a pinned-up frock. Is it possible that youth can he so heartless? We cannot think it. Remembering the many instances we have seen of self-denying devotion on the part of the young to their aged or invalid Paper Money Inflation.— A curious and sig nificant pamphlet by President White has been issued as a campaign document to be extensively circulated in the coming presidential canvass. It is a history of the money inflation in France, and the story it tells is exciting as the most vivid romance. It is a history of national “ folly I plaints instead of blessings; remembering how and infatuation ” culminating in national de- ! patient and tender these were, though the first bauch and ruin. It begins with the year 1779, j grew pale and diseased from confinement and which was one of business stagnation and money j daily lifting of the heavy, helpless form of their embarrassment in Franee. To relieve this it mother, and the other two, from blooming and parents—remembering especially two beantifui i I n f act > she needs a good shaking. She is in daughters who gave up the society they would have adorned to attend at the bedside of a mother helpless for years from rheumatism ; and two others, who relinquished all the pleasures of youth and health to nurse a paralyzed father —a cross and nervous invalid, who uttered com- 1 was proposed by plausible demagogues to issue paper money for circulation. Four hundred ^ million francs in assignats were accordingly ( issued and seemed “ good as gold, ” since they f were secured by a pledge of productive real es tate and bore interest to the holder at three per cent. A temporary relief followed; the immediate pressure was lifted: credit revived and trade received an impulse. But it was soon succeeded by the usual result that follows any deviation from established financial principles. The in nate greed for wealth was morbidly stimulated by the ease with which money seemed to he pro duced, and, like Oliver Twist, the French cried for “more. ” There was further inflation of the shapely girls, became haggard in features and warped in figure, (crooked old maids, the thoughtless called them), from supporting, for so many hours each day, the form of the para lytic as he took his exercise about the room, leaning heavily on their youthful shoulders. Again we remember the lovely curly-haired Creole girl of twelve whom we saw tempted by a wealthy and kind-hearted lady to leave her old grandmother, who was cross and crippled, and by no means a pleasant sight to look upon. The old dame had given her consent provided the child was willing; and the lady, sitting ! down upon the shaded doorstep, took the little j efficient; she is aggravating and inconsistent; she is “unstable as water;” but—well, I must admit that, someway, she does excel. She ex cels because of her redeeming feature, tthe fea ture that makes all the house dull and spiritless that has no girl-life and no girl presence in it,) the possibility of becoming the sweetest, dearest thing in all the world—a noble, womanly woman.” * The Candidate—He is stirring about lively these midsummer days. He is the busy bee that improves the shining hour. Often too he j is like the bee—a hum-bug. We meet him every where and recognize him by distinguishing peculiarities—by the beaming benignity of his ! smile, the energy of his hand-shake, the brother- j ly interest he manifests in our affairs, in the | state of our rheumatism and the number of our children whom he insists upon kissing, regard less of molasses and dirt, by the genial bene volence with which he buys watermelons and “goobers” and distributes them to the crowd. He bubbles over with bonhommie; it overflows in his speeches, in which we are carried back Homer, Virgil, Tasso; novels of all countries; histories of all time ; mathematics, legislation and theology. He detested what he called the “bom bast and tinsel” of Voltaire. The praises of Homer and Ossian he was never wearied of sounding. “Read again,” he said to an officer on board the Btllerophon—“read again the poet of Achilles ; devour Ossian. Those are the poets who lift up the soul and give to a man a colossal greatness.” The Duke of Wellington was an extensive reader: his principal favorites were Clarendon, Bishop Butler, Smith’s “Wealth of Nations,” Hume, the Archduke Charles, Leslie, and the Bible. He was also particularly interested by French and English memoris—more particularly the French memoris pour servir of all kinds. When at Walraer, Mr. Gleig says, the Bible, the Prayer Book, Taylor’s “Holy Living and Dying,” andCmsar’s “Commen taries,” lay within his reach ; and, judging by the marks of use on them, they must have been much read and often consulted—Ex. RIPPLES. Recumbent Bison is the classic name of the gentleman who heads the Sioux rebellion.—En quirer. No. The classic name is Sedentary Taurus. Never before in the history of Georgia has such a thing been known as a large and mtelli- crent Convention assembling at the Capital and nominating by acclamation a new candidate tor Governor. It was a compliment to General Colquitt which he can never fully appreciate. No man could properly appreciate it. It was the unanimous tribute of the people of a great State to the moral worth of one citizen. Gov. Smith, we believe, was nominated the second time by acclamation, but he had already served a short unexpired term and was entitled to the place. The Colquitt name is a power in Geor gia, and our "hero of Olustee ’’ has added new lustre to it. The following tribute of Colonel Stewart to our old friend Lowe, now deceased, we publish with peculiar pleasure. He was a noble old Roman: TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF UNCLE TOM LOWE. BY HIS OLD FRIEND, J. A. STEWART. He laid a good fiddle, and his name was Uncle Tom. And he died but a little while ago; His neighbors all loved him, and thought it no sin To listen to the music of his bow. Uncle Tom loved to play for the boys about town, Aud we all called him Uncle Tom Lowe; And we'll never forget how we gathered around To listen to the music of his bow. His heart, always as soft as the tunes he played. Inspired his lingers and his bow; All will remember how happy we were made Xu the music of Uncle Tom's bow. Uncle Tom was so cheerful, and it made us feel good When he unboxed his fiddle and his how: The old-time tunes he wakened into life, As none could—but Uncle Tom Lowe. His fiddle, yet strung: lies away In its case, And there, too, the fresh-rosined bow; But sadder than all, in another case lies The body of Uncle 'i otu Lowe. The Anniversary exercises of the Young Men’s Library Association on Saturday evening last were not so successful and entertaining as usual. The opening piano solo, of Mrs. Mad den, was rather tame ; Judge Lochrane’s speech, though good, was not delivered in his usual happy style ; the declamation of the boys was not good, not averaging 50 per cent., as a prom inent teacher of boys at our elbow remarked ; Mrs. Snooks’ “Kathleen Mavourneen” was good. Her first selection, while it displayed a voice of bubble, further increase of the mushroom pros perity. Again and again the circulating medium j gate, and told of the beautiful home, the pretty was increased by the issue of more assignats ! dresses, the books and the teachers she should until the reaction set in. There came a depre- j Rave to make a little lady of her. Would not ciation of the currency, a diminution in its pur- j that be grand? chasing power’; prices went up and up; people grew frightened and took to turning their paper into hard money and hoarding it up; trade be came stagnant, the country was flooded with It was rather personal in a California news- | , . . . . paper man to chronicle the purchase of a mule fine culture and excellent register, did not bring by a brother editor as “a remarkable instance out any of its melody. Aliss Thoms tnannei of self-possession.” | upon the stage is graceful, but her voice has . not the power and scope for effective recitation. “Marie! whatsthat strange noise at the front should cultivate more expression and feel s'® ; | ing. Air. Burke’s speech, in presenting the “Cats, sir.^ _ prizes, was novel .in style and delivery, and we — -x-— — i , . • i Cats . \\ ell, when I was young cats didn t : fie niieht incur the displeasure ot some brown hands from the churn-staff and held ! on roa " wlD o e a J ec lvesan °° c en P romlses wear stove-pipe hats and smoke cigars. members of his board by disclosing “family ,, . , . , , „ , , i fn an Arthurian acre of official nrobitv and nros- “ limes have chanced, sir.’ ... .. . them in her jeweled lingers, while she pointed j to the fine carriage and horses standing at the Times have changed, sir.” j secrets ” or making allusions a little too per- perity, which shall be reproduced for our bene-j Tender and true.—Little girl: “Oh! please, sonaL The flute solo by Dr. Crenshaw, with tit—if only we will muster sufficient strength ; sir, I’ve brought your shirt home, but mother ; piano accompaniment by Airs. Aladden, was of votes to carry into the office of (coroner let sa ?? sbe can,t ^ il co more . ’ cos she was | charming. Concluding an eveningI^entertam- “Yes,” the child owned, with dancing eyes; “it would be so grand—but is grandma go ing, too?” No, grandma was to go and stay with her mar- , , ,, . , , , obliged to paste it agen the wall and chuck soap- us say) our disinterested and devoted candidate, snd ° at it> f t - 8 so tender.” who stands ready to immolate himself upon the , .. .. , . . „ ,, . ... . .. As might be supposed, the tied-back fashion shrine ot his country by sacrificing a lucrative i fi aa drawbacks. In LaGrange, for instance, business with the sole aim of benefitting his ‘ fellow citizens and saving the Republic. Do not judge our candidate harshly. He men out of employment. Speculation, that fun- j r ied daughter and her children; they would really means much of what he says. He means gus that fastens upon a decaying or an unhealthy financial condition, struck its poisoning roots into the rotten national fabric and flourished balefully. Says Dr. White: ‘ ‘ In the oities there now arose a luxury and license which is a greater evil than the plunder ing that ministers to it. In the .country, the gambling spirit spread more and more. Nor was this reckless and corrupt spirit confined to business men. It began to break out in official circles, and public mei^ who, a few years before, had been pure in motive and above all probabil ity of taint, became luxurious, reckless, cynical and finally corrupt. “Even worse than this was the breaking down of morals in the country at large, resulting from sadden building up of ostentations wealth in a few large cities, and the gambling, speculative spirit fostered in the small towns and rural dis tricts. ” This social demoralization and disruption of all fixed relations of trade and commerce, of all that binds citizens together for the public weal, continued to increase until it amounted to uni versal national debauch. Vainly the govern ment interposed to avert the final crash. A pen alty of death was imposed upon persons who, converting the paper money into gold, should hoard and hide it. To cheek the enormous loss of purchasing power in the currency, laws were passed fixing the prices of articles of common consumption, and forbidding the sale or ex change ofspeciefor more than its nominal value, and imposing penalties of imprisonment in irons and of death to those who disregarded them. Meantime, more of the inflated currency was given to the people, which was only pouring oil upon the flames. The final crash came. The whole enormous paper issue, amounting to to do his duty to his country as well as to him- the young men have to hobble themselves order to keep step with the girls when they go out promenading. All the house-tops in New York city are occu pied at night now with sleeping humanity. An indignation meeting of cats is talked of to pro test against the usurpation. treat her well. The child shook her beautiful, ringletted head. j self. If the style in which he puts forward his “ They’ll never know how to rub her lame ; claims may be thought a little barefaced, re foot,” she said, firmly, “and how to take up the [ member Abut is j^ar national style of doing stitches in her knitting like me. I can’t leave I things. Lf we doDrosMd.wit^a^loujrish of | ? we Wlll ( ITEMS. For forty years past no epidemic has caused And so she chose poverty and toil for grand- i our own -fcoln, elevGte our oWh •banner,' we ma’s sake, though it was plain the vision of ! be passed* unnoticed fn the press of rival plenty and pleasure tempted her. And there j pretensions, are many among the youthful as self-denying as the little Creole girl. The most patient, attent ive nurse I ever saw was a great hard-handed, rough-looking boy, whose widowed and invalid mother was his beloved pet and constant charge. Night after night he sat up with her, after his day’s work, and tenderly he lifted her emaciated form and walked with it about the room to rest her; constantly he practiced the severest self- denial, mending his worn clothes and stinting his food that he might provide comforts for hen No sympathy among the young ? The sweet est sympathy that ever soothed the heart in its life-trials falls in the kisses and tears of the young—in the little steps that timidly hunt our hiding-places, and steal up behind ns; the young arms that encircle our neck; the young cheeks that are laid against ours wet with tears, not from any personal cause of grief, but because they see ns “ sorry.” * Editors and Deadheads.—What is a deadhead ? The answer is a simple one; he who obtains, through importunity, something for nothing, whether a puff in a newspaper, a railroad or steamboat pass, or a theatre, concert or lecture ticket, or any other thing universally paid for by decent people. Now, can editors, because they receive many complimentary tickets and passes, be properly classed with the great army of deadheads—those contemptible, mean crea- History repeats itself, the money inflation in France sounds like a thirty-six billion of assignats and twenty-five tures who are ever on the Illert to get something million of mandats, was utterly repudiated, and | tor nothing? We unhesitatingly and emphat- .. .. , _ . . , ,... , i ically answer, No. and do so on the ground the nation was left bankrupt and with a fear- j t> ia t every courtesy shown an editor, in the way fully crippled credit, to recover as best it could, j of tickets and passes, is paid for at least ten The above record of | ti mes over in the way of editorial or other adver tisement—advertising which would, in the ordi- . nary course of business, cost the parties who prophetic warning to the financial managers of j receive it about twenty times the price of the few our own country. At any rate, it is a striking I tickets they bestow. lesson in political economy, and inculcates the ; fundamental truth that no permanent prosper- The Indian War.—In a caustic and sensible ity can be had without earning it, and that the ar ticle on the Indian Troubles, the Savannah feverish impulse given to trade by an inflated i -^ ews sa ys. the war was brought on by fraud circulating medium is short-lived and illusorv, corruption on the part of the government and terminates in stagnation and bankruptcy. I a gcnts, and it has thus far been conducted by * | rashness and imbecility. While the Sioux have | taken advantage of the favorable season for Killing Birds. AS e have frequently inveighed mustering their forces and occupying advan- against that wanton and useless destruction of i tageous positions, our Generals have remained | birds which has helped to bring upon us the j at a distance from the scene of hostilities, ven- plague of food-destroying insects, and we are tilating their theories of Indian warfare to Con- glad to see that several of our exchanges are gressional committees, or through the medium calling serious attention to the matter. Says of Bohemian interviewers. one of these, “but for the senseless havoc among the feathered tribe the variegated caterpillar would not now be smiling at the cotton blos som, nor the giddy grasshopper fiddling among the waving grain.” * pox in Chili. | Henry Jansen, of Augusta, attempted to com- j mit suicide last week by shooting himself with j a derringer. The ball passed through his body, | entering just below his heart. He has since i died. [ On the first instant, sixty insurgents attacked : Fort Jacques, in the jurisdiction of Ceinfuegos. j They captured four men outside, who were j packing provisions. The garrison, consisting of fourteen men, was burned with the fort, The insurgent chief, alias El Englisto, killed on the fourth, was an American by birth, and twenty-six years Favorite Studies of Great Men.—We are told that Sbakspenre’s favorite writers were Plutarch and Montaigne. Milton’s favorite books were Homer, Ovid, and Euripides. The latter book was also the favorite of Charles James Fox, who regarded the study of it as especially useful to a j which the insurgents fired public speaker. On the other hand, Pitt took a “ ~ special delight in Milton-whom Fox did not appre- j o f ”““ “BeeveToame to c’uba“in"l869 J with J ’jor! ciate—taking pleasure in reciting from “Paradise ! dan as orderly. General Ryan made him Lieu- Lost” the grand speech of Belial before the assem- I tenant of Cavalry. He was nine times wounded bled powers of Pandemonium. Another tavorite in battle with the Spaniards. book of Pitt’s was Newton’s “Principii.” Again, I York, August 20.—A special from Rock- . , bridge, Alum Springs, says: Speaker Kerr ex- the Earl of Chatham s favorite book was “Barrows pire | at preci( £i y twenty minutes after seven Sermons,” which he read so often as to be able to j o’clock yesterday evening. The last half hour repeat them from memory; while Burke’s com-I was painless and peaceful. He was surrounded . „ ..... D , , I by his wife and son, his secretaries, Alessrs. pamons were Demosthenes, Milton, Bolingbroke, : ^ hite and Scudder, and Air. Cox and wife. and Young’s “Night Thoughts.” , Curran’s favorite was Homer, which he read EDITOlilAL MENTION through once a year. Virgil was another of his _ favorites, his biographer, Phillips saying that he mo '^ tft r f n C s en o t ; y N “ a t d h e ^^iXndfd to j - ere T h once saw him reading the “Aneid in the cabin j give on our retnrn a few ° otes of our travels | they were hastily thrown and properly browned of a Holyhead packet while everyone about him ] P^ented. We j large crowd 8 hadfeasted! mLy was prostrated by sea-sickness. sha11 probably prepare them for our next issue. kets full were i eftj and a n took some ho ^ e to Of the other poets, Dante’s favorite was Virgil, 0t7B popular Mrs. Bryan begs us to say to her I the , liU i e Smiths etc Some 50 or 100 pounds imovnne l.itxr fritrwi«"an u fint ’u „.;n 'each of eels and turtles were taken from the pond, and yet the boys said it was not much of ment of a literary society with Josh Billings’ slang was hardly appropriate. This was the full programme and could not be called a suc cess, and as one of the warmest friends and sincerest advocates of the Library, we have taken the liberty of saying so, in the hope of stimulating the board of managers to better things next time. These anniversary occasions of the pet institution of the city are looked j forward to with great interest by the entire population, and the board should see to it that they are made as interesting as possible. If successful they will benefit the Library, but if otherwise they will diminish its) popularity. We dare say the large and intelligent audience, on this last occasion, left with feelings of dis appointment. Fish, fish, fish, turtles, eels, snakes, etc. Did you ever go seining? Did you ever entangle the little piscatory innocents in the cruel meshes of the net? Nice fun. Glorious fun. Nine miles from this city, on the AIcDonough road, resides a “rale old Irish gintilman,” Thos. Aloore by name, and doubtless a lineal descendant of the immortal Irish bard of the same name. He is a genial, large-hearted and enterprising soul, and near his comfortable dwelling runs a noble little stream which he has thoroughly harnessed to the running-gear of saw-mills, grist-mills and cotton-gins, and is thus utilizing its power. On Saturday last he kindly consented to let off his pond that a few of his friends might eDjoy the rich fun of catching the fish, and never did fish ermen fish with more energy or better luck, j And, poor little fishes! never before did their kind have just such a savage combination after them. Think of it! an awful sheriff as leader, with his broad-fronted, deputy, (who had Wells to fill up with fish), his grim jailor, who took them on the Wing, and two real live Seals, who devoured them unmercifully. Suckers, cats, perch, eels and loggerhead turtles were hauled in by the bushel, with an occasional moccasin thrown in for spice. And as they were hauled out they were forwarded instanter to the good house-wife on the hill where hot frying-pans and popping, and into which Corneille’s was LucaD, Schiller’s was Shakspeare, j numerous lady friends and callers that she will Gray’s was Spencer, while Coleridge admired Colins ! A® A a PPy to recieve them in the editorial room , „ , _ . „ - .. ... j of The Sunny South on Fridays and Saturdays, and Bowles. Dante himself was a favorite with | During the other days of the £ eek all her ti ^ e most great poets, from Chaucer to Bryon and Ten- j is engrossed with her editorial duties. Lord Brougham and Carlyle have also nyson admired and eulogized the great Italian. The former advised the students at Glasgow that, next to Demosthenes, the study of Dante was the best preparative for the eloquence of the pulpit or the bar. Robert Hall sought relief in Dante from the racking pains of spinal disease, and Sidney Smith took to the same poet for comfort and solace in his old age. It was characteristic of Goethe that his favorite book should have been Spinoza's “Ethics,” in which he said he had found a peace and consolation such as he has been able to find in no other work. The two books which most impressed John Wesley when a young man were “The Imitation of a day for either. Who can tell what a political squabble may bring forth ? Oh ! the evolutions and revolu tions of a political campaign! Since the war, politics has somewhat resembled a magician's Where do yon put your money and papers to keep moths and thieves from them? Behold, - , , . . . ,. , . . ... -o the thief cometh and the incendiary lurketh wand I"? 8 g w to „ llght . s J artlln g wonders at around with his turpentine and kerosine when er -’ ro e j, * , a y af l u * e ^ a ud unaspiring ci- vou least expect them; so be ever ready. Call h “, 8 1 U ^ de ? 1 / ed l K ' lltlcla “ an d joined on Jackson, Ihe celebrated safe man, and secure “ w ' 1 ,} d , hunt f " 1E ^ n t . the “ colored one of his elegant fire-proof and burglar-proof rt i ' e , v , 68 cal 8 e infection and now tricks, which he sells upon the most reasonable “ a ^ eh the loud ; e f ™ gle ln the ? ho e P**. terms possible. He is supplying everybody A “ d jZZ’JT nlii l ° the fr0n f who needs such an institution, and is a pleasant .Tnn^Lnn and reliable gentleman. He lias sold many friend Jonathan Norcross as a candidate for the = G “ ,8i “' wm See notice of good old Emory College in our advertising columns. It is now and has been for many years, the pride of the Methodists of Georgia, and now under the administration of At the Republican convention recently held in Alacon, he was unanimously nominated, and that Convention could not have selected a better man from that party in the State. And whila we have nothing to do with partisan politics and its new and energetic head the Rev Atticns G 0nly wishtdere could be a anioa ?f all good and ? ri f. “ d; t^Zry ToZZ ^ ?t The Covington Enterprise thus characterizes our valued and versatile young contributor, Annie Logan: The question has often been asked us, “ who _j Annie Logan?” “Annie” is a young girl, bout 17 years old, sharp as a brier and as eautifnl as s pink. She is unmarried ndles a broom as well as she does a pen. and Vivisection—The Bill Under Consideration. —The cruelty-to-animals bill, now under con sideration in the British Parliament, provides that vivisection should only be performed with a view to the advancement of human knowledge, the prolongation of human life, or the allevia tion of human suffering; that it must be per Yet Wesley was accustomed to caution his young friends against overmuch reading. “Beware you be not swallowed up in books,” he would say to them ; “an ounce of love is worth a pound of knowledge.” Wesley’s own life has been a great favorite with many thoughtful rtaders. Coleridge says, in his preface to Southey’s “Life of Wesley,” that it was more often in his hands than any other in his rag ged book regiment. “To this work and to the ‘ Life of Richard Baxter’ ’’ he says, “I was used to re sort whenever sickness and languor made me feel the want of an cld friend of whose company I could never be tbed. How many and many an hour of self-oblivion do I owe to this -Life of Wesleyand how often have I argued with it, professors, it will reflect still greater glory upon that g.eat denomination and the State of Geor gia. Let all the Alethodists of Georgia illus trate their fealty to their church by enrolling the names of their sons at once upon the col lege rolls of old Emory. A passing glance at Cole and Co.’s nursery, near thi3 city, greatly astonished ns. We had no idea of its extent. They have thousands of young fruit trees at a beautiful stage for trans planting, all kinds of shrubbery and a great va riety of flowers. We felt like hitching at the gate and spending the day in wandering through the countless attractions. _ Since writing the above, we learn that Mr. Cole Norcross, and we doit without anu refrr^Tce^cAal- has been dangerously ill for some time, but is 1 evel ■ to party or politics. Being unrestricted by We hope to see him soon in party lines we are at liberty to speak of any of thieves, demagogues and speculators, we can say of Air. Norcross that he is a good man and a good citizen—warm-hearted, benevolent and true. For many years, he has been identified with Georgia and the whole South, and no name is more familiar in this portion of the State than his. The growth and prosperity of Atlanta is largely attributable to his capital, energy and untiring advocacy of all her interests; and, if we mistake not, our great and popular Air-Line Railroad was one of his pet schemes and origin ated in his brain. He is a clear-headed, prac tical and far-seeing man. and withal possesses great financial ability. We are pleased at having this opportunity to pay a passing tribute to Mr. now convalescent. formed by a person duly licensed; that the ani- | questioned, remonstrated, been peevish, and asked 0 ur sanctum completely restored, for he is cer- the candidates without incurring the charee of mals must be put under the influence of antes- | P ard ?, n; ( tben emre^'if 1- P “ bHC b f enefacto f r ' . .. being influenced by political prejudices. We .... , , . ... . . Excellent!’ and m yet heavier hours entreated it, as On the opposite side of the road lives our ge- recogmze in Jonathan Norcross a good citizen of thehes; and that, where pain would be prolonged j it were , t0 continue talking to me; for that I heard nial friend, Col. J. AI. C. Reid, in a beautiful resi- Atlanta and of Georgia, andforhis peraonal after the anaesthetic effects had subsided, the ! and listened and was soothed, though I could make denee surrounded with an extensive and flour- traits of character esteem him most highlv TTia animals should be killed. no reply.” ishing young orchard. politics we leave for others to discuss. INSTINCT PRINT