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[For The Sonny Sonth.l
THE COURTING PINE.
BY MISS MABY B.
[In Isle of Wight connty. Virginia, there is a pine tree
cuppoced to have some influence on all \*ho \i§it it with
their girls ; consequently, our young gents always make
it convenient, when driving out with the fair sex, to go
in that direction. The ground-work of the poem was
riven Miss B. by a fellow whom it is supposed •• has been
there ’’ and knows how it is himself.]
Beside a broad and rapid stream,
Down on the glistening sands,
Sparkling and bright as a summer's dream.
An aged pine tree stands.
And its nodding branches all night long,
Are wooed to sleep by the river's song.
When evening veils the face of day,
And all around is still
8ave for the tender, plaintive lay
Of the low-voiced whippoorwill—
W hen the hush is e’en to the waters brought,
’Tis here the fairies hold their court.
And by the moonbeams’ silvery light,
In the silence hushed and deep.
Decked in their robes of misty white,
These sprites their revels keep;
And here, till morn bids darkness fly,
They dance, unseen by human eye.
But on this sparkling, gravelly mound
Which the faiiies love so well,
A s far as the pine tree shades the ground,
They have cast a mystic spell.
And mortals venturing there to rove.
Are captives made to the power of love.
So lovers now wbo’d enlist the might
Of the friendly fairies’ aid.
Stroll here with their maids in the fair moonlight,
’Neath the pine tree’s mystic shade ;
For the coldest heart will here grow warm
As it yields to the power of the potent charm.
Daybxsck, Va,
[For The Sunny South.]
WON, AND WORTH WINNING.
BY MBS. AMELIA V. PURDY.
Scene, street; time, sunset; dramatis persona-,
a tall, regal woman in shabby mourning and
widow’s cap, face intellectual, classic rather than
sweet, flushed now as arose, the luminous dark,
hazel eyes sparkling like winter stars; a strik
ingly handsome man, with a noble, Saxon face,
honest, gentle and true, with laughing, violet
eyes. The lady is angry, and speaks low and
emphatically.
“I do not want to marry, and I have told you
that three times. I have never given you any
encouragement. Though the conventional year
has expired, I am not husband hunting. There
is nothing on God’s green footstool so utterly
silly and contemptible as husband-hunting wid
ows and wife-hunting widowers. I do not pro
pose to be numbered among the shallow legion.
I can support myself, and if you were a gentle
man, you would cease to persecute me. You
follow me like an avenging spirit up one street
and down another. You annoy me with letters
I never read. If you had either pride or manli
ness, you would conquer this infatuation for a
woman whose heart died two years ago and is
buried in the grave. You will compel me to
leave this place.”
How hard she was and how pitiless ! His face
whitened; the laughing eyes grew bitter with
pain.
“Iam mad, of course,” he answered. “All
men have their season of lunacy in love or busi
ness, and common humanity would suggest that
the same be pitiful to fools and madmen. I
feel the degradation of my position keenly, and
I have tried to conquer this infatuation and
have failed—I, who laughed at and despised any
man who wasted his affections on any woman
who would not respond. But what do you
want? I can take good care of you, and I do
not ask the love you have given the dead. The
second love of some is worth much more than
the first love of others. Am I so detestable that
you prefer poverty to competence with me ’?”
“ A competence will not satisfy me,” she an
swers coolly. “I earn meat and bread; With
you I should have meat and bread and plain
dessert, and perhaps two good dresses a year.
When 1 marry, I must have silver, plate, jewels,
a French maid and Paris dresser, and spend my
summers abroad. Mr. Hume, if you will settle
one hundred thousand upon me, I will marry
you.”
Her motive was so transparent that it would
not have deceived the most artless.
“ 'Will you give me time to make it?" with a
sardonic smile, and showing no signs of retreat,
as she had expected. “You have said that you
will marry me when I am able to deed to you
one hundred thousand. Mrs. Clarke, I will
make it! You have given your promise !"
“ Caught, and fairly,” the woman mused.
“But I am sale; he will never make it.”
“ Shake hands,” he said quietly, “and good
bye.”
She gave him the tips of her gloved fingers
laughingly, and he was gone.
She looked after him and turned to enter her
boarding-house.
“ He will never make it,” she said coolly.
“ He is honest and large-hearted. It is your
microscopic-souled, one-idead, miserly natures
who make and keep thousands and millions.
How very lar gone he must be, when that busi
ness-like proposition did not disgust him.”
She is admired at a distance. She does not
receive company and declines introductions.
Women do not like her. She is too solid, and
when brought face to face with frivolity, poor
frivolity retires aghast at her sarcasms. She
meets Hume no more, and, woman-like, misses
her persecutor, and receives in dead silence the
rents of his property, turned over to her by his
lawyer, who inlorms her that he has deeded all
he was worth to her and has gone to California.
The situation is romantic enough to satisfy
the most pronounced reader of yellow-covered
literature, but she does not enjoy it. Sitting by
her fire in the third-rate boarding-house, with
knit brows, she ponders upon its responsibility,
half incensed, and dtprtcates his Quixotism;
and the temptation to abandon teaching and en
ter business is strong.
“1 would like to be a real estate agent and
stock broker,” she says softly. “I have always
lelt, when visiting Wall street, that my place was
there, but 1 will net risk the rents the first ven
ture. I'll sell my piano and jewels, and invest
my own funds, and if 1 fail, 1 will return to
teaching, and let his rents accumulate.”
She rented a (mall office and furnished it near
Wall street, and made her first venture in stocks.
Men stared, but when her first speculation treb
led her money, they hurrahed (in her absence),
and treated her with chivalrous courtesy. She
talked lusiness cnly, and with abrupt direct
ness. Her lace grew colder, haider, and the ice
of be r manner kept the most daring afar. After
awhile, a shrewd old financier received a hint
fie m her that saved him thousands, and he gave
her slrewdness publicity, and went again to
consult and ask advice.
She prosy ered. A la Midas, all she touched
tu mod into gold. In ten years, the lorty thou-
sand deeded to her had increased to one hun
dred thousand, and she began to long for Hume’s
retuin with sharp compunctions of conscience.
She was now thirty-six, but Time in passing had
left not a trace of his flight, and there were ftw
wom'tnof twenty-five as fresh and fair. She
Lad been keeping house for years in a small
Ircwn stone, luxuriously furnished, and had for
a companion a reduced gentlewoman, who took
en tire charge of the servants; butscmetimes the
wo man cropped out as she drove down town and
P a ssed the little school children on the pave,
a nd memory recalled the fairy-like three-year-
old, whose musical laughter and broken speech
had once made her home passing sweet; and
with tears dropping hot and fast, she acknowl
edged that she was lonely and desolate, and had
lost the best that life affords, and that the sturdy i
washerwoman who went out daily to work, hav
ing affection, was the richest after all.
Sitting at her desk, busily writing, a man drew
near unobserved and stood quietly waiting.
She looked up.
“I beg pardon, Dr. Jones; you should have j
spoken. Have you been waiting long ?”
“ Not very,” he answered. “ I have just come I
from Bellevue. There is a man there, and very ;
low, who has directed that you should be sent
for. I can accompany you if you like. I do
not know his name; in fact, I did not ask.”
She made ready in an instant, and soon reach
ed Bellevue, feeling that the sick man was
Hume, and that he had returned only to die.
Her intuitions were correct. On the bed lay all
that was left of him. The violet eyes were sunk
en, the cheeks hollow, thin to attenuation, arms
tossing wildly in delirium.
“ I made it and lost it!” he shrieked as she
entered. “It was stolen—stolen—stolen !”
The hard face softened, the cold eyes filled on
hearing this, and she felt, looking upon him,
shorn of his perfect manhood, iraational, dying,
that she was to blame.
“What is the nature of the disense?” she
asked, turning to the physician in attendance.
“African fever,” he replied, “aggravated by
mental trouble. It seems that he had been
unusually fortunate at the mines, and was
robbed of the diamonds and a large sum of
money. Many of the men died off St. Helena.
This man has an iron constitution, and may re
cover, but I think it doubtful.”
“For God’s sake don’t send me away! I
couldn’t help it!” rang out shrilly from the suf
ferer.
“ He has not been rational for two days,” con
tinued the physician. “It is a pretty bad case.”
He spoke frigidly, uninterestedly. Physi
cians’ sympathies seldom extend beyond their
own families. What was the man to him ? and
familiarity with suffering petrifies. The medi
cal student who faints dead away at the first en
trance into a dissecting-room or witnessing an
amputation, will in a few months’ time see a
human being die under his knife, and take it as
a mere matter of course. It will not affect his
spirits or appetite two days.
The lady calls him to order w ; th one glance
of her keen eyes, and flippancy falls off like a
cloak, and he bows in involuntary homage to
his visitor, who, although a woman—“only a
woman ”—a female, as it is so commonly and
gracefully put, ranks him in culture, knowledge
and brain, spite of his degree.
“ If he is as low as you say,” she said frigidly,
“ do me the favor to engage a special nurse and
physician, regardless of expense; but,” con
temptuously, “ I was raised among physicians,
and I doubt his being so low. When can he be
moved ?”
“ Ah ! a relative,” he replied urbanely, com
puting the probable cost of her sable circular
and huge solitaire, half as large as a dime,
with increasing respect as he run each up into
thousands. It is all very nice for Burns to sing
of “hodden gray and a’that,” but he cannot
revolutionize society, and we are and will be es
timated by our clothes by Dinah and Bridget,
and by the judge and doctor, and respect graded
accordingly; and a velvet sacque and ostrich
plume will insure us a much warmer reception
from the lady into whose house we intrude be
cause it is raining. “Well, my dear madam,
day after to-morrow, if no change takes place
for the worse, but it is a risk.”
engaged in an arithmetical puzzle he could not
solve. Finally, he gave it up and said:
“ If you please, how do you make one hun
dred thousand out of forty thousand ? ”
“Compounded the interest for years and what
I have made,” she answered; “ that is how.”
“I knew you were that sort of a woman,” he
said, proudly. “I would never have gone crazy
over any common-place woman, and I would
not have a wife who could not understand profit
and loss, debit and credit. If women were
trained from childhood to business, as our boys
are, they would make it a success. In Paris,
they are successful merchants, and in this coun
try, how few women merchants fail. It is true,
their business is picayunish; but they would
transact the business of thousands upon the
same basis, and that is to trust seldom, and not
to trust at all without collaterals that are realiz
able immediately; and they know intuitively
whom to trust. What woman on earth would
loan thousands to another woman as recklessly
as we loan money to men ? ”
“ Women have more caution and less human
ity than men,” Mrs. Clay observes; “and they
make grim enough merchants; but, so far as I
am concerned, when business is turned over to
them generally, I shall emigrate to Egypt or
Persia, for, as shop-women, they are seldom
polite and obliging to women, and I infinitely
prefer trading with men.”
“That may be,” Hume replies; “but I would,
nevertheless, give girls boys’ education and
training, and then we will have fewer starving
widows and fatherless children in the land, and
when a woman is thrown out upon her own re
sources, she will not be crazed with trouble. It
is a shame to keep them
“ No wiser than their mothers—household stuff,
Live chattels, mincers of each others’ fame.
Full of weak poison, turnspits for the clown,
The drunkard’s football, laughing-stock of time.
Whose brains are in their hands and in their heels,
But fit to flaunt, to dress, to dance, to thrum,
To tramp, to scream, to burnish and to scour,
Forever slaveB at home and fools abroad.
General Gordon on the Presiden
tial Election.
General Gordon’s famous letter to General
Colquitt concerning the election of Tilden, after a
ENIGMAS, PUZZLES, ETC.
All mail for this department must be addressed to
• Puxzle Department,” Sunny South, Atlanta, Georgia.
We are ■ orry to state that last week, after preparing a
1 1 „_1.nf all (be nmt and nice uttle cDat tor our column, it was •• crowded out."
clear and exhaustive re ® P However, we will give the substance each week until all
cons, concludes thus: “ I have thus endeavored
to show you that any probable plan which may be
adopted, short of vesting the President pro tempore
of the Senate with dictatorial power, must result
in the legal inauguration of Mr. Tilden. Nothing,
I think, can prevent this, unless the extremists,
emboldened by the promise of non-resistance,
should attempt to evade by sophistry the logic of
facts and the law, and to deny the constitutional
rights of the House of Representatives.
“ Let me conclude with the remark that the
great mass of the people—Republicans and Demo
crats—are honest and fair-minded. I repose with
great confidence on the power of public opinion
which is crystalizing, I believe, in the direction I
have indicated. That it may be potent enough to
ensure the peaceful inauguration of Mr. Tilden,
I belive to be the wish of a very large majority of
the people, and I know of many earnest Republi
cans who love the country more than party.”
And the sons of strong mothers will not be
‘ mediocre ’ nor ‘ average,’ but giants intellectu
ally, and we will never have a wise and stable
government till women cease to be weak."
In a month they were married. Growled the
old financier, angrily:
“ Married ! That’s woman for you! Her place
was on ’Change. I’d back her judgment every
time. Her intuitions were singularly correct.
Her idea's were golden. Her husband is only
average, and of course he thinks paregoric and
colic and babies woman’s true sphere. That sort
of men always do, and I’ll be blamed if ever I
saw a brilliant woman yet, but what she was
either married to or going to marry some feeble
man.”
Was he right ? And why feeble ? But he was
mistaken. She did not retire from business,
but stood shoulder to shoulder with Hume in
office work, and she was too fond of him to rank
him or humiliate him before men; but the
brighter brain suggested and dictated, and lov
ing hands perfected the work. Then a little
boy entered the pleasant, sunny home, and they
retired from business.
Let the world sneer as it will at babies; let
gnat-souled landladies refuse to let them in,
and still smaller souled landlords (for we look
for more nobility in man) declare that “ no
families with children need apply;” no woman,
no matter how strong she is, is ever thoroughly
happy who has not felt her own child nestle its
innocent head on her breast, and who has not
pressed her lips to the sinless lips of the rose
bud semblance of “dear papa.” She, world-
! stained, bitter and scornful, oft-times evil; it,
She laughs lightly, hands him her card, and j angel-pure. Aye, let them sneer at you, little
j babies ! God is in your heart and heaven in
! your eyes, and the noblest of men and the
strongest and wisest of women will kneel in
he reads:
“ E. L. CLAY,
Beal Estate Agent and Stock Bbokeb,
wall street.
And adds, graciously:
“I shall see that he has everything that wili
conduce to his comfort. You will call again ? ”
She nods and retires.
They drive home in silence. As he helps her
to alight, Dr Jones asks:
“Is that your old-time lover, Hume? ”
“Yes; and do you think him as low as that
boy-physician does? ”
“He is not a boy; he is thirty;” with comic
dignity. “Mrs. Clay, you are bound to marry a
physician; you detest them so. Beally, Icon-
aider Hume in a bad way; but while there’s life,
there’s hope.”
He laughed. Her mobile face was full of dis
dainful disbelief, and the stern red lips parted
to utter “ humbug,” as he rode away.
Two days later, Hume awoke rational, in a
spacious, luxurious room. A pleasant-faced old
lady in heavy black silk, with thread-lace ruf
fles at her throat and wrists, and with lovely
silken silver curls, sat by the window sewing.
He lay lazily watching the sun going down, and
anon the placid lady upon whose head the
snows of the winter of life had fallen, sweet as
a baby’s prayer.
“What is your name?” he asked, faintly, and
the lady rose and came quickly to the bed, with
a glad—
“ Oh ! I am much pleased to see you so
much better, We have been so uneasy.”
He closes his eyes and says, softly:
“I have not fallen among thieves this time.
I’ll ask her what her name is when I feel
stronger.”
The door opens and Mrs. Clay walks in, regal
in black gros grain, with an English crape over
skirt and basque, richly embroidered with black
silk and wearing diamonds. He stared a moment,
and then fell back with a piteous—
“ I lost it after making it.”
She lifted a glass full of cordial and made
him drink, saying:
“I place all such subjects under interdict.
Your business now is to get well, and when you
are well, it is time enough to discuss the past.”
He reached out and caught a fold of the crape
tnat assured him that she was still a widow, and
passed his hands over it caressingly. Then he
said:
“ May I ask where I am ? ” and thinking her
tyranny delicious.
“You are in my house,” she answered; “and
now you must go to sleep, and I will make you
another call to-morrow.”
He convalesced slowly. She was thoughtful,
considerate, kind, but no more. Warmth, either
of look or speech, there was not; and, after duly
scrutinizing the spectre in the mirror, he aban
doned all hope. The doctor prescribes tonics,
and they do no good. Health does not return,
and appetite cannot be tempted, and the invalid
is morbid. Mrs. Clay looks at her semi-lifeless
guest, and breaks out curtly:
“You are surely not grieving over that stolen
trumpery? I gave you credit for better sense.
1 need you at the office. What is the matter
with you ?”
“Are you going to send me away when I get
well?” he demands feebly, with down-cast
eyes.
“I?” with surprise. “Certainly not. If I
had cared so little as that, I should have left you
at the hospital; and when jou are well enough
to walk to Grace church, I will marry you.”
He springs up joyfully.
“I can walk there to-morrow.” His face radi
ant, and the pink color surging up to his white
face.
“Not to-morrow, nor in two weeks, my
friend,” she said, smilingly, “so you must e'en
content yourself. I have re-deeded to you the
property you made me a present of years ago,
and the notary will be here to-day to legalize
the instrument.”
In the course of time, he came and went,
leaving Hume with faculties badly confused,
auu rcuci ontu . a Wlltv. - a ocuoui ouun o
you for the sake of the Title girl who died years
agone, and for the sake cl" the baby who still re
mains, the one star in a lorrow-clouded life.
LITERARY NOTES.
Fora million copies of the tract, “The Dairy
man’s Daughter,” have been circulated.
A biography of William M. Thackeray is among
the literary novelties promised in London.
Phineas T. Babnum is writing a book for boys,
to be called •« Lion Jack.” It will tell how menag
eries are made.
One of the Chinese Commissioners to the Cen"
tennial has written a book about the big show
which will astonish the Celestials.
A new newspaper has just been begun in Lon
don in the Arabic tongue. The editor is an Arab
by birth, and in creed a Christian.
The Emperor of Brazil’s first book of travels
is in the press. It is written in Portuguese, but
translations in English, French and German are
simultaneously to appear in Paris.
A valuable book by an English scholar, Raw-
don Brown, illustrating the social life of England
at the time of Shakspeare’s death, has been wait
ing twenty years for some publisher bold enough
to put it in type. One of the publishing societies
has now undertaken the risk.
Dr- Donnelly, of Pittsburg, has in his posses
sion a thick folio volume, bound in vellum, pub
lished in Leyden in 1825, by Isaac Elezuer, enti
tled “ A History of the New World,” written by
Joannes de Laet, and containing curious maps of
the portions of this continent which had then
been traversed.
Mr. Whittier is sixty-eight years old, and a
most quaint, kindly and refined person, using hab
itually the Quaker “thee” and “thou.” Mr.
Longfellow is a year younger, and wears well the
dignity of the gentleman and the poet. Mr. Low
ell is fifty-seven, and has the look of the critic
rather than of the poet.
THE WICKED WORLD.
A Son Refuses to Save His Father from Burn
ing to Death.—A dispatch from Providence, R. I.,
Jan. 12th, says: In the case of William Henry
Brown, who perished in his burning dwelling at
Middletown, on the night of the 10th inst., the
coroner’s jury returned a verdict that Charles S.
Brown, a son of the deceased, knew of the death
of his father at the time ot the fire, and that he
feloniously and maliciously refused and neglected
to make any effort to put out the fire or save his
father’s life. The sheriff will arrest him.
A case of suicide took place in Paris the other
day under peculiar circumstances. A young wo
man residing at No. 12 Rue Labat, who had only
been four months married, hanged herself while
suffering from a monomania which had for some
time back rendered the life of her husband and
friends miserable. She had been in the habit of
filling the conjugal domicile with dogs, cats and
birds, to the feeding and caressing of which she
devoted all her time. One of her feathered pets
dying, she res- lved not to survive the affliction,
and accordingly put an end to her life in the midst
of her favorites. She left an elaborate will, in
which she bequeathed each particular animal to one
of her friends.
Gay Times in Washington.
NOBODY SEES THE SWORD OF DAMO-
CLE8-
The social fun and frolic of the season and city
are just getting under way, and balls, parties, din
ners, devilment and diversion of all sorts make
matters exceedingly lively. Grant has commenced ;
his state dinners, and the fashionables are on their j
annual stuff and guzzle. Dressmakers, tailors,
and livery stable men rub their hands and capture
rich stores of greenbacks, and mammas with
marriageable daughters “shinny” around with
desperate energy to make the matrimonial hay
while the social sun shines. All is life and bustle
and push and scrouge—every man for himself and
the women for us all, provided we are single and
have the shekels. In short, Washington is gay,
and no mistake. Politics, here, don’t stop people
from having a good time socially, and burying the
hatchet out of sight when dining, dancing, drink
ing and love-making are trumps.
CHESS DEPARTMENT.
In future, the “ Chess Department ” will be a promi
nent feature of The Sunny South. The column will be
edited by a promising amateur of this city, who will give
it such attention as to make it interesting to the lovers
of the game.
To Correspondents.
All communications relating to this department of the
paper should have the words [Chess Department] written
on the envelope.
Contributions of games and problems are solicited for
this department.
All problems, to insure attention, must be original and
accompanied by solutions.
Problems of more than three moves will not be enter
tained.
Amateurs desiring games by correspondence can secure
them by addressing the editor.
M. J. W.—Many thanks lor your trouble. The games
are very acceptable.
Charles Root.—The game shall have our attention.
Queen’s Rook.—A can claim a queen or any other piece
he chooses for every pawn advanced to the eighth square.
The fundamental laws of chess are not changed because
one player agrees to yield odds to another.
Amateur.—The game is very long, and exhibits a good
deal of weak play. We will publish it, however, as an en
couragement.
Problems received from “ Rudolph ” will be examined.
Those received from “ J. 8.” and “ Willie W.” are credit
able as first attempts, but too weak for publication.
R. F. D„ Texas.—You are right. We corrected the
problem in the next issue. Would like to hear from you
again.
SOLUTION TO PROBLEM NO. 2.
White Bloch‘
1. Q toill R 2 Anything, t
2. kt B or Q mates accordingly. }
PROBLEM NO. 4.
BY TYRO.
White. Black.
K at Q B sq P at Q B 2
P at Q R 2 K at Q 4
Kt at K 2 P at K B 5
P at K B 3
P at Q 4
P at Q Kt 5
Kt at Q B 6
P at K 6
R at K Kt 6
B at K R 7
White to play and mate in three moves.
The following interesting game was played in a neigh
boring city between Mr. W„ one of the crack players of
Atlanta and Mr. , the champion of the said city. Our
boy ’’’came off victorious.
SCOTCH GAMBIT.
White.
MR. w.
1. P to K 4
2. K Kt to B 3
3. P to Q 4
4. B to Q B 4
5. Kt to Kt 5
6. Q to R 5
7. P to K B 4
8. P to K R 3
9. Castles
10. K to R sq
11. Q Kt to B 3
12. b takes B
13. P to K Kt 4
14. P to K B 5
15. B to K B 4
16. R to B 3
17. B to Q 2
18. K R to B sq
19. R to K B 3
20. R takes Kt
21. R takes P
22. R takes B
23. R to Q B sq
24. K R to B 2
(24) Up to this point, we should have preferred Black’s
game, but his next move, which iB a bad one, in our
opinion costs him the game.
Black.
MR.
P to K 4
Q Kt to B 3
P takes P
B to Q B 4
Kt to K R 3
Q to K B 3
P toQ3
Castles
P to Q 6 (ch)
P takes B P
B to K 3
P takes B
Q to Q 5
Q to Q 6
P to K 4
Q to R 3
Kt at Q 5
Kt at K 7
Kt takes Kt
B to Q Kt 5
B takes B
Q R to K sq
R to K 2
25. Kt to K 6
26. P takes K Kt 5
27. P takes K Kt 6
28. Q takes Kt P
29. R to K Kt 2
Q takes R P
R to Q B sq
Kt to K B 2
R P takes P
Kt to K R 3
Kt takes P
of it has been published.
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each puzzle on a separate sheet from the answer, and al
ways write on commercial note paper, as it is most con
venient for ns. Do not number your pages, and be sure
to write with a pen and ink. Follow these few simple
rules, and you will greatly please us and secure attention
much sooner.
ANSWERS TO PUZZLES, ETC., IN NO. 82.
1— Conundrum: Because it is intended to “stay the
inner man."
2— Puzzle: Melrose.
3— Cross-Word Enigma: Dennie Puckette, N. C.
No. 1—Enigma.
I am composed of fifty-nine letters.
My 43, 51. 35, 4, 48. 59, 21, 17. was dedicated at Borne to
Christianity, A. D. 622.
My 6, 46. 9. S2, 27, 52, was the first English printer
using fusile types.
My 10, 44, 20, 37, 25, 34, 19, 58, 8, was preceptor to Alex
ander the Great.
My 31, 56 58, 53, 26, 18, 28, 54, is said to have been a
disciple of St. Jobn, the Evangelist.
My 1, 42, 16, 11, 49, 30, 3, 53, to the gentler sex, there is
no affliction so terrible.
My 57,63, 14, 39. 36, 18, 22, was a game instituted in
honor of Apollo.
My 23, 58, 2, 26, 15, 7, 41, his glorions career attained
its height at the ever-memorable victory of Waterloo.
My 50, 55, 58, 12, is cloth made of wool united without
weaving.
My 15, 40, 28, 3, 47, 15, 55. 11, has been one of the great
est celebrities of the Eighteenth century.
My 6, 45, 29, 5. 17, 38, 48, Sisyphus, its first sovereign,
formed into a State.
My 1. 51, 35, 24, 37, was always kept open in war, and
always shut during peace.
My 52, 33, 45, 23, 13, was struck dumb with grief and
remained stupid.
My whole an aspiring knavery may at last sing its re
quiem on the tomb of departed liberty.
“ Quentin Durward” to the young lady sending Becond
correct solution. Address J. W. Robertson, 714 E. Grace
street. Richmond, Va.
No. 2—Word-Hunt.
Dear Sol,—Married ladies seem to be left out as com
petitors for premiums for answering enigmas, etc. This
is scarcely lair. A great many married ladies take con
siderable interest in the enigma column. I now offer a
picture to the married lady who shall first send me the
most English words that can be made from the word
“ stone,” using no letter more than once in any word. A
trial solicited from Mrs. May Hancock, Richmond.
Yours, etc., R. B. Stegaal,
Dalton, Ga.
No. 3—Riddle.
My head is small, my face is fair.
Upon the former grows no hair;
There's flesh and bone and strength within
My body, though it is quite thin.
1 Bnatch up victims on my way,
And in my bosom hide my prey;
Strangle if not already dead—
Convey them to my hidden bed.
Having no teeth, I cannot chew,
Yet never wait to boil or Btew;
For I can swallow quick enough
What's young and tender, old and tough.
Young reader, when I am about,
Be sure to keep a bright lookout,
Lest I should catch you to my breaat
And lay you in my lair to rest.
Zokomorks.
No. 4—Enigma.
The details that I here shall state
Compose a word of letters eight.
My 1, 6, 5, 8, is a word expressing ill—
A something that the rats will kill.
My 8, 3, 8, 5, is where a man and woman lived,
Who for their sin most sadly grieved.
My 7, 6, 1, constitutes the lawyer’s store,
And makes of one oftimes a bore.
My 7, 2, 4, 5, the young should lay away
To serve them on a rainy day.
My whole won’t make the young folks qnake,
But ’tis'.bad in age, and no mistake.
J. P. Hurt, Arkansas.
Answers to Correspondents
R. B. Stegall acknowledges receipt of book from N. H.
Coker, Trfon Factory, Ga.
Letter hero for J. W. Robertson, Richmond, Va.
N. H. C., Trion Factory, Ga,—Sorry the mistake oc
curred. Send on those puzzles.
H. M. Archibald, Pleasant Ridge, Alabama, and Jack
Hollis, Pennington, Texas, answer one each in No. 82.
“Puzzle Laureate” is Mrs. May Hancock, Richmond,
Va., No, 11 Twenty-ninth street.
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Questionable, but what can he do 1
30. P takes Kt Q to Q 4
31. Kt takes Kt P P to Q B 4
32. Kt to K 6 (ch) K to R sq
And White announces mate in two moves.
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Rook.
White.
MR. M.
1. P K 4
2. Kt K B 3
3. B B 4
4. P Q Kt 4
5. P takes Q P
6. Castles
7. Kt takes K P
8. PQ4
9. P K B 4
10. P B 5
11. P takes Q B
12. P takes P ch
13. Q R 5 ch
14. Kt Q B 3
15. Kt K 4
16. Kt takes B
17. R takes Kt ch
18. B R 0 mate
P K4
Kt Q B 3
B B 4
P Q4
Kt takes Kt P
Kt takes Q P
B K 3
B Q 3
K Kt K 2
B takes Kt
B B 3
K takes P
K B
P Q B 3
Q K
Kt takes Kt
P takes R
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We hope in a short time to be able to furnish onr read-
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David Dudley Field, of New York, hss been as
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