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JOHN ft. SEALS, - Editor and Proprietor.
• W. S. SEALS, - Proprietor and Cor. Editor.
' MRS. MART E. BRYAN («| Associate Editor.
| ATLANTA, GEORGIA, FEBRUARY 1, 1878.
t “The Old Tabby House ’
3EGINS IN NEXT ISSUE.
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[ .j^g* Boys & Girls’ paper will be is
sued again next week.
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\ Personal-
[ Our multitudes of correspondents must
t jiot become impatient. We have found
j , [ It impossible to keep up with the letters
i that are pouring in upon us by the bush-
■ i si Early and late, we are toiling at
’ I' tiheni, but many have to wait for atten-
i ii on.
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Thanks, Thanks
A thousand thanks to each one of the j
j. thousands of clever, whole-souled and ap
jweeiative people everywhere who have
■ *ent us such cheering words recently.
These things help us greatly in our severe
; and exhausting labors. Brains, hands
ajid heart all give out sometimes, but
warm words coming in from warm hearts
t give us new energy,
j Hundreds are promising us clubs and
1 we are expecting them every day. Ler.
. hem come along.
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In the “Fun and Pleasantry” column of an ex
change, we find a notice of a Mrs. Barnes being
suddenly stricken dumb. The fun of that item
xanst be only apparent to the lady’s husband.
Queer mistakes often happen in newspapers.
Jfc 'high-flown sermon reported in a religious
journal, on the Union of Creeds, rounded a
/’>and final climax by the words—“the church
*c a whole.” The printer had it, “the church
is & ■whale.” “The party last night was an in
formal a if dr,” wrote a young editor. He was
laurrliied when the paper came out to see that
'he had been made to say “an infernal afif.dr. ’
Mrs Barber Towles began one of her stories,
A toothless crone sat by a midnight fire.”
‘A touchless crane, ” was the way it appeared
n * literary journal. A neighboring newspa
per -bat we will throw no Btones, knowing that
we live in a very glass house indeed. Part of
iwrtypographical force are young girls, as we
wish is encourage the opening of all available
employments to the intelligent, worthy and
basely women of our land. Though bright, and
Jaet learning the business, our girl printers are
it yet inexperienoed compositors, and their
xaistakee sometimes escape the proof reader.
Gorgeous Opera.
Writing to the Home Journal from Vienna.
<i ‘etavia Hensel describes the gorgeous scenic
effects and magnificent costuming employed in
getting Meyerbeer’s Prophete upon the stage.
(Tbs costumes of the historical characters are all
“reaE. portraits, and the ballet corps are exquis
itely and exceedingly dressed. In the last of
cfneProphete, the effect was superb. At the ban-
cTiot where Almees and lovely Geek girls fill the'
goliea goblet of the prophet king, the ballet
gins were dressed in cherry satin, covered with
fiaiicate network of gold. The palace walls were
ci geld and silver damask, the white satin robes
of the prophet, and his suberh mantle of cheery
velvet and cloth of gold were resplendent with
jewels; it was a blaze of light, and when the
inmh of the falling, blazing bnilding came, the
walls seemed molted gold, and the crimson and
gray vapor that hid tho stage from view was
xiore like a gorgeous sunset than a scene of death
-&a& -destruction. These good Viennese like to
«ee their Don Juan characters disappear in rose
light; they don’t believe in the dreatures suppos
ed it) possess horns, hoofs, and pitchforks. In
-‘1/Africaine,” the npas tree was the most superb
miug of the kind I ever saw. It filled the whole
of the immense stage. The blue sea lay beyond,
&nd a breeze, as if from the water, waved and
sighed through the great branches, drooping
-eastward with their lovely blossoms. The or
chestra, the costnming, and the scenery are
magnificent, but the voices, thongh among the
finest in tho world, lack the sweet sympathetic
timbre which the pure Italian method of vocal
foltnre gives. *
Americans in Paris. "
•£me of the “seven wise sayings of Boston" as-
given by Dr. Holmes was that ‘good Americans
when they die goto Paris.” According to Kate
Field the average American who now promen
ades the boulevard is neither a very good nor a
Tery brilliant specimen. She gives it as her
opinion that a large proportion of onr idiots seek
an asylum on the other side the Atlantic. And
£bis f she says, is perhaps the retort courteous
jhat we give Europe for sending us her adven-
tutors and -criminals. “Many Americans,”
■verts Miss Field, “come over here for what
elegantly called a “spree.*’ Out-Frenchify
tfcst Parisians, they do everything that pul
-opinion restrains them from doing at home,)
go-back accomplished in little but vice. £
in mind that I am dealing with our sinners,
-with out saints. Saints no more need pn
than good wine needs bush. I mast abuoe i
new in order to draw a moral. This is w
sinners are made for. Paris in our sinn
chosen rendezvous, because vice and folly n
not be sought. They come unbidden, and f
as long as there is a franc left in their pock
All our "shoddy,” all our nouveaux riches, x
to Europe, and, -stupidly imagining that \
-.feathers necessarially make line birds, indi
- ■-» the wildest extravagance. Speak Engiiat
lie Continent, and prices go up at once.
Florida Reminiscences— 1 “Romantic
Duels.**
Among the baits for Southern subscriptions,
that prominent Northern Journals are now throw
ing out, is the publication of reminiscences of no
table events that have transpired down in Dixie,
in days of “ lang syne.” One of these articles,
lately published in the Philadelphia Times, gives
us what purports to be an outline sketch of the
era in Florida when the Duello was the rage, and
of some romantic rencountres that took place
aronnd the capital of the Flowery State.
Being a native of that beautiful region, and
accustomed from childhood to hear the events
of those duelling days familiarly discussed, it
provokes a smile to see how the graphic writer
of “ Romantic Duels ” draws upon his fancy for
sensational colors to paint his sketch. The Sa
vannah News shows up these inaccuracies in the
story of the Alston feud, with a running com
mentary whose number of “ did nots ” rivals the
negatives on the famous “ denial day ” of the
Beecher trial.
But out facile Bohemian did not vouch for his
story; he only “tells the tale as ’twas told ” to
him by an eccentric Knight of the Dish Rag at
Brown’s dilapidated old hotel in Tallahassee.
Said Dish-washer, being possessed of the demon
of Gab, wraps his cup towel around him as a
soothsayer his mantle, points tragically to a
bullet hole in the dining room wall, intimates
that he could “a tale unfold”—“all bludgy,”
as “Helen’s Babies ” would say, and proceeds to
unfold it, while his “loafing” listener “pickles”
himself “ in brandy and munches soaked bis
cuits ”—according to his own account.
The incidents of the tragic story—thrilling as
any tale of the Corsican Vendetta— are given by
the Savannah News, as I remember having heard
them from my father’s lips. He was the person
al friend of the Alston family. He was at Brown’s
Hotel in Tallahassee, attending the legislature
(of which he was a member) when the first ren-
countrebetween Reed and Alston took place, and
it was to his room that Alston came the night be
fore he made the attack on the man he was hunt
ing to his death. Still wrapped in his disguis
ing cloak, he lay down on the bed by my father,
and told him of his intention to kill Reed the
next day. He would provoke him to a fair fight,
he said, though he felt justified in taking an
advantage of him, as he believed that he (Reed)
had taken such advantage in the duel with his
brother. When Alston next came to Tallahassee
on his deadly mission, it was months afterwards.
He came in perfect secresy, and gave no warn
ing of the attack he made upon Reed beyond
the words, “Prepare to die,” spoken at the
moment he raised his gun to fire.
The Alston family, brave generous and talented,
had hosts of firm adherents through the state, but
so had the gallant Reed, and after Col. Alston s
forfeiture of his bond and flight to Texas, these
were terribly incensed that the man-slaughter
had not been avenged by the law. In default of
getting the pincipal agent in the tragedy, Led-
worth—the proprietor of the Hotel, was arrested
and tried as accessory to the murder- If 1 re
member rightly, the only accusation was that he
was cognizant of the killing of Reed. He was
condemned to be hung, and among my very
earliest recollections is that of seeing his young
wife, with her child in her arms, overwhelmed
with grief after her last visit to and final leave,
taking of her hnsband in his prison.
Led worth had been a protege of my father, who
had partly raised him and had set him up in
business. The day fixed for his execution was
therefore a “black Friday,” in our home. At
eleven o’clock my father, raising his eyes to the
time-piece, said gloomily:
“Well, it is all over; an innocent man has suf
fered death.”
The words had hardly left his lips, when in
walked the man he supposed was then swing
ing on the gallows. The governor had pardon
ed him almost at the last moment, and he had
made haste to leave the town for the day, not
caring to look at the crowds who had come to
witness his hanging.
I think it was the opinion of all who were un
prejudiced that the duel between Gen. Reed
and Lt. Augustus Alston was what is called a
“fair one," but it was natural it should hardly
seem so to the keenly sorrowing friends and
relatives of young Alston, and that in those
days of the vendetta code, they should thirst to
avenge the death of the flower of the family—
the brave, dashing, handome young cavalier as
“loving” as h6 was “daring.” He was the dar
ling of his father; and a grand old man, was
Col. Robert Alston, Sr. Impulsive in temper,
but honorable, generons and hospitable to a
fault; a polished gentleman too, vith a gracious
mien, though sometimes in the heat of discus
sion, a soldier's oath would burst out impetu
ously, to be quickly apologized for. I can see
him now, with his snow white hair, his keen eye,
and flashing teeth, holding his listeners’ atten
tion by a well told story, or eloqnent tirade
against opposing politics, as he sat in the ve
randah of his pretty home near Lake Miccousu-
kie. Misfortunes and domestic tragedies could
not wholl y crush out the glorious elaoticity of
spirit—the abounding vitality of this “fine old
gentleman of the olden time.”
Many sad dramas had been interwoven in his
family history. At one time, it was said that of
the numerous dead of his household and imme
diate family connection, none had met a natur
al end. His dangkter, Mrs. Floyd, afterwards
Mrs. King—the same, of whom the writer in the
Philadelpha Times, Bays that she had the bal
let with which Reed killed her brother cut from
his body and preserved it that it might be the
instrument to avenge his death—this brilliant
and eccentric daughter had had her husband shot
down at her side shortly after her marriage. She
was very proud and fond of her brother Augus
tus and mourned his death even more passion
ately than did his young wife. This lady was
hardly more than a bride when the dnel took
place. I remember hearing that the night be
fore the fatal renconntre as she sat with her
husband’s hand in hers and her heart foil of
anxiety, a portion of the plastering from over
head fell at their feet.
Crying out that it was a bad omen, she clasped j
him in her arms and besought him not to go to j
the meeting. It was arranged that the messen
ger, who should bring her tidings of the result
of the duel, should wave his handkerchief if all
was well. Standing on her balcony, she watched
in speechless suspense. At last came the mes
senger swiftly’galloping; but no white token
flattered from his hand, and with the terrible
certainty of bereavement rending her heart,
she sank to the floor.
Gen. Reed had also married, a short time be
fore he was killed by Col. Alston, a daughter
(or sister) of Gov. Branch, who had one little
child—a girl. I remember once, when walking
with the child (but a few years older than I) in
the beautiful grounds around Gov. Branch’s
mansion, that she suddenly began to relate to
me the circumstances of her father’s death. I
shall never forget how she looked, how her eyes
flashed, her frame trembled, and at last, clutch
ing my hand, she said hoarsely: “But my
father was avenged; his slayer got his desorts;
fifty bullets from a Texas mob riddled his
body.” So bitter was the feeling engendered by
this deadly feud, and handed down to the next
generation!
It was the day of feuds and of feudal clan
nishness, of bitter, personally abusive stump
speeches, of leaders who were sworn by and
fought for and followed as staunchly as ever
was Roderic Dhu or Macgregor. It was to this
stroDg political partisanship perhaps that the
prevalence of the duello was owing more, than to
the influence of Prince Murat, to which the
writer in the Philadelphia Times ascribes it.
Undoubtedly the presence of the exiled prince
and his adherents gave a Frenchy tone to so
ciety in tl e capital, but Murat himself was not
potential enough to give so strong a bias to a |
community. Indeed, I recall stories that show
him to have been rather a butt than a model in
society—amusing anecdotes told of his naively
ludicrous acts and utterances, and his uncleanly
habits. It was said he was so averse to washing
himself that his wife stationed a big negro at
his bedside armed with cloth and water basin,
with orders to wash the princely face vi et
armis so soon as its owner evinced signs
of waking. The straggles of Murat, and his in
dignant protest against the wash rag are said to
have been pathetic. Princess Murat was far
more a presence and a power in society than
was her noble lord. She was descended from
onr American royalty, and was fond of relating
that, while in Europe, her Washington blood,
procured her more distinction than did her
Bonaparte connection. She was said never to
have been over fond of her husband, who with
true French indulgence (or indifference) lett her
to her own devices to enjoy more liberty and
become the recipient of more gallant attentions
than perhaps were best for her.
Insanity—Is it Hereditary
“Is insanity hereditary ?” is a question that
comes (from Cuthbert, 6a.) too late for the cor
respondence column cfjthis week. Within the j
past twenty-five year#N^lance has developed
facts that lead to the belief that not only insani
ty, but every other evil, mental and physical,
is almost sure to be transmitted to offspring.
The same idea has long floated through the
world, and been blindly acted upon, but it is
due to later observations and comparisons—to
extended knowledge ofnatural science, that it has
oecome a belief, destined to permeate society
and influence social custems and governmental
action. This is the meaning of the scripture
assertion—“the sins of the fathers shall be visi
ted upon the children to the third and fourth
generation.” Insanity, when traced back, will
oftenest be found to have bad its root in some
sin against the laws of physical or moral health;
which has given a warp to the organization des
tined to be transmitted by the inexorable law
of heredity. Such a warp as handed down to
offspring, may not always come out in the form
of insanity. The morbid taint may show itself
in other directions, or the insanity may be of
those types, so common among men and women,
which we do not call insanity at all, but eccen
tricity, excessive nervous irritation, flightiness,
uncontrollable temper, dipsomania—or craving
for stimulants, (such as makes drunkards and
opinm eaters) kleptomania, jealousy, or any of
those abnormal attributes and proclivities that
swell tne criminal records and crowd the police
courts, and that, even when kept under by so
cial restraints and toned down by culture, will
operate in secret to make wretched homes, and
often burst forth startlingly in a divorce suit or
a suicide. Indeed the forms under which mor
bid organization may be perpetuated are pro
tean ; and observation shows that such a taint
may lurk perdu in the system for more than
half a lifetime, and that sometimes it may find
its outlet in some physical disorder, and scrof-
ular, brain softening, or spinal disease obviate
the necessity of the straight jacket. One who
had reason to fear that such a black drop larked
in bis veins, would need to guard carefully
against its working, to study himself, to disci
pline his feelings and passions, to beware of ex
cesses and to do all in his power to preserve a
healthy physical balance, since the Creator has
bound up onr material part with oar immateri
al essence so wonderfully and fearfully, that, in
the practical working of onr system, they can
not. be seperated. *
The present Congress-A dreary out look.
A writer in the Capital gives the following
gloomy programme of the prospective Congress
ional performance. The people had expected
that, this Congress would put the past behind it,
draw a veil over what was shameful, keep dis
creet silence about what the nation might be
dishonored by the telling of, and devote its en
ergies to the material business of the public.
But hardly has this Congress settled into its
seat when the interests of the country are brnsh-
ed aside, the pledges of peace forgotten, and a
session’s work mapped oat for undoing the
work which the last session did. The electoral
count is to be investigated. Mr. Hayes is to be
removed from the offioe to which he was not
elected. All the dreary ground of last winter’s
long battle mast be gone over again, its skele
tons dragged to light, and its corruption expos
ed to view. *
Death of tue Ktiiz of Italy —Sketch of His
LUe.
Victor Emmanuel—the soldier-king, who with
the help of Cavonr’s counsels and Lonis Napo
leon’s sword, effected the expulsion of Austrian
rale and the unification ot Italy—died of pneu
monia. The Conrier Journal gives this concise
and comprehensive sketch of the career of the
ruler for whom Italy monrns to day.
He was the eldest son of Charles Albert king
of Sardinia, and of Maria Theresa, and was born
at Turin in 1820. In 1842 he married his cousin,
Maria Adelaide, of Austria, and, his father ab
dicating in bis favor in 1849, he became King of
Sardinia, Piedmont and Savoy. Calling that
distinguished statesman, Cavour, itno his coun
sels, he entered upon a programme of liberalism
and headed the advocates for Italian unity as
agianst the agressions of Austria and the retroac
tive policy of the Papacy, although a member
of an ultra-Catholic family himself. He was
forthwith excommunicated by the Pope. In
1854 he entered into the Anglo-French alliance
against Russia, aud sent General La Marmora
(who died last week) to Crimea with a contin
gent of 17,000 men. By this step he was admitt
ed to the convention of the great European
powers. When Austria, alarmed at the growth of
the spirit of Italian nationality, invaded Sardi
nia. Count Cavour secured the help of France,
and the great victories of Magenta and Solferino
were won by the allies, the result being the fall of j
the Austrian power in Italy and the annexation :
of Lombardy to Victor Emmanuel’s dominions. ,
Through the efforts of Garibaldi all the other j
States were inspired with the desire fora united ,
Italy, and, by the vote of the people, the King j
found himself master of all Italy, with the excep
tion of the Papal territory in the vicinity of
Rome, and the government of Venice, reserved
by Austria in the Treaty of Zurich. In 1801 Vic
tor Emmanuel was proclaimed King of Italy,
and was recognized at once by France. The
struggle with the church continued, the popu
lar desire being to make Rome the capital of i
Italy. This was accomplished in 1870, when |
the King entered the ancient city at the head of
the army, guaranteeing entire liberty and full j
protection for the Papal hierarchy, and sett- |
ling upon the Pope an annuity of $600,000, j
which His Holiness has steadfastly refused to j
touch, although it is regularly paid and is draw- ,
ing interest, the whole subject to his order. The j
King has, since the unification of Italy, treated |
the Pope with remarkable delicacy and consider- j
ation, although he has been the subject of many j
blasts from the Vatican. Before he came in !
person to Rome he wrote to the Pope and told :
him that if he had not sent an army to take j
possession of the city, the republican spirit was
so strong in Italy that the Republic would have j
been proclaimed in every town in the kingdom. |
The King will be succeeded by Prince Humbert, j
aged 34 years. His other children are Clotilda, j
wife of Prince Napoleon Jerome; Amandeus, !
Duke of Aosta, and Maria Pia, Queen of Portu
gal. It is probably true, as has been said, that
Victor Emmanuel had his distinguished career
thrust upon him. He went into power in the
era of revolution, and was forced to lead the
progressive spirit of the day, or he would have
been overwhelmed by it. He proved himself
fully equal to every occassion, on the field of
battle and in the conduct of the delicate rela
tions between himself and the Pope. His pri
vate life was doubtless full of blemishes, but his
public career has certainly been honorable and
a blessing to Italy.
“Onward and Upward Aunt Sallie
Nuunally’s” Present.
Young folks are apt to imagine that holidays
and holiday gifts are only for them. They
never think that holidays may also be made to
cast little gleams of sunshine in the path of
those who are do longer young. Little presents,
a few words of affectionate remembrance will
make such anniversaries red letter days to
those with whom the shadows are beginning to
lengthen. A dear little boy brings us a letter
he received from his aunt in return for a Christ
mas present of a book-mark, beautifully worked
by himself, with the good old motto, “Onward
and Upward.” Accompanying the letter is a
little poetic commentary on the motto, which
little “ Orie ” prizes highly, and begs to have
it printed thai be may read it with ease. Far
worse things have been in print, and we cheer
fully give space to the little poem. But, first,
a pleasant extract from “aunt Sallie’s” letter:
“How did my Bright Eyes know that his
aunt Sallie wanted a motto ? Did Santa Claus in
his fur boots, tip-toe to the side of my Orie’s
bed and whisper it to him in a dream ? Of all
things, it was what I wanted most, and, dear
Orie, it came in such a good time. Just as I
was beginning to feel tired and discouraged,
and to think that the straight path was so hard
to follow, when in steps “Onward and Upward”
and sets me all right again by telling me there
ia no other way to be happy. A great many
other messages it brought me, for which I thank
you and it. It is beautiful, and I am very
proud of it and prize it all the more that it is
worked by your own little fingers. Notwith
standing, time has woven some cobwebs around
my muse, I felt inspired to rhyme a little about
my new motto. I send yon the resalt:
ONWARD AND UPWARD.
“Onward and Upward.” Be this device enrolled,
Orie, dear, on your banner in letters of gold,
Grand union of words! Choose the motto as yonrs;
Fix your eye on the goal, send your arm to the oars.
“Onward,” the gauntlet to obstacles flings,
“Upward” shall give to your being its wings;
“Onward” ‘s a spirit of strength and of duty;
“Upward” ’s a spirit of holiest beauty.
“Onward and Upward” will shape yon through time,
A life in its action and purpose sublime.
And they’ll lead at the last, all who follow their story
To pastures of peace, to heights of true glory.
Then tarry not, Orie, for shades of the night.
Up, In your fresh youth, with your lace to the light,
Onward, urging your hopes under reason’s control,
Upward, winging your flight to the Home of the Soul.
Modjeska’s Camille.
Modjeska—called in New Vork “the greatest
actress we have had since Rachel,” gives in her
Camille—a departure from the ordinary render
ing. Says the New York Courier:
Whoever has attempted to play Camille, it
seems always impossible to make her anything
else than a consumptive courtezan, feverish and
unhealthy in her life, nnwholesome in her love.
To counteract this ugliness of her personality,
to make the qneen of the Camelias a woman
who can love purely, to present her faults as ac
cidents and herself as capable of the refined
sentiment of a virtuous lady, is a triumph of
dramatic art Modjeska does this. She does
more. She makeB one respect Camille.
What grace she has ? With what a lithe gay-
ety she attempts to oonceal her horrible weari
ness as she comes upon the stage ! What a sup
ple disregard ot convenalities all through that
first act!
The tired melody of her voice, as if the heart
sick moan which pervades it were the dying
resonance of the ringing laughter which once
danced upon it, is pathetic as only the tones of
a kind hearted woman injured can be.
Her restless happiness in Arm and s cottage is
as delicious as a deep-chested breath of clear
air to one coming out of a close room.
In her interview with the elder^Duval the ac
tress throws herself so entirely into the waves
of a crushing desolation, which dashes upon
her and sweeps away everything that had be
come dear to her, that she seems to actually
suffer the agony which she depicts. When Ca
mille meets Armand in the ball-room, her whole
body undulates and her face quivers with the
yearning, burning love within her, nntil the
volcanic outburst threatens to shatter her frame.
Opium Eating*
Struck by the exaggerated and sensational
statements that have from time to time been
published concerning the ill-effects of opinm
eating, Mr. Vincent Richards instituted a sta
tistical inquiry at Balascore, in Hindostan,
where the habit of opinm eating is very general,
and has much increased since the famine of
I860. The following are the conclusions at
which he arrived: The opium is taken habitual
ly by about 8 to 10 per cent, of the adult popu
lation of Balascore, and that the average daily
allowance for a man is seven grains, and for a
woman five grains. That moderation is the
rule. That moderate doses include from two to
sixteen grains per diem, according to circum
stances. That opium eating is much more
common in unhealthy than in healthy localities,
even though they are situated in the same dis
tricts. That the drug is sometimes taken in
very large doses—thirty grains and upwards—
without producing any very serious ill-effects,
much depending on the constitution of the in
dividual, and his habituation to its use. That
whatever the effects of the excessive use of the
drug may be, when taken in moderation it is
positively beneficial, where such diseases as
fever, elephantiasis, rheumatism and the like
are present, and when food is scarce. That the
effects of even the most excessive use of opium
are harmless, both to the individual and to so
ciety, compared with the excessive nse of alco
hol.
EDITORIAL MENTION.
The young folks are having lots of fun these
evenings in attending the Skating Rink, on Ma
rietta street.
“ The little brook that ripples through the
dell ” and “Concordia Polka ” are among Phil
lips & Crew’s latest publications, and will be
found to be delightful little compositions.
A Mtnm.E-AGED lady wishes a situation as
housekeeper or as lady’s nurse. She has large
experience, is quiet and thoroughly competent,
and will furnish tne best references as to re
spectability. Apply at this office.
Mrs. Lillian Rozell Messenger—author of
“Threads of Fate” is in the city. She has lately
made her debut as a dramatic reader, and is
highly eulogized by the press, who pronounce
her superior to Scott Siddons. We tiust she
will allow Atlanta to hear her. •
Prof. W. B. Seals.
Our brother, W. B. Seals, has now become
associated with us in the proprietary manage
ment of this journal, and the firm nama will
be J. H. & W. B. Seals. He will continue in
the field, as traveling representative, and cor
responding editor, aud the hearty welcome
which is everywhere extended to him, is most
gratifying to us all.
Prof. Schultze gave his Fifth Recital, on the
evening of the 22d. The programme was va
ried, the performance excellent. Prof. Schul-
tza’s pupils exhibit marked progress, and a
care and thoroughness, that betray the value
of the superior musical training they are receiv
ing.
Janauschek appeared in Atlanta two nights
this week—first as Catharine of Russia in the
new play of that name written expressly for her,
and next night as Lady Macbeth. The charac
ter of Catharine of Russia affords scope for some
fine acting, in the line especially suited to Jan-
anscheks genius— that of deep, tragic passion.
There are some striking scenes in the play —no
tably the one in which Catharine discovers, too
late, that it is her lover whom she has condemn
ed to death. The sentence is on the point of
being executed : if she can reach him, a word
from her will save him ; but the barred door
will not yield. She flings herself against it
with desperate strength ;—she storms, she rages
like a caged lioness, who sees her cubs stran
gled before her outside the bars ; all in vain.
She hears the fatal volley and knows that all is
over. Her denunciation of OrlofF, the sap-
planted favorite, whose jealous treachery has
wrought her this woe—reaches to the terribly
sublime. He cowers under her outburst of
wrath ; every feature of her face quivers with
fury, and her eyes seem to blast him with their
fire.
Wonderful.eye8 has Janauschek ; and wonder
ful are the quick and vivid changes of her face.
This was strikingly apparent in the banquet
scene Jin Macbeth, where proud self-restraint,
queenly graciousness, anxiety, terror, profound
sympathy with her distracted lord, and a mute
despair were alternately depicted in her face.
The sleep-walking scene was exceedingly re
alistic and impressive. The support was excel
lent. The roles of Macbeth, Banqno, and Mac
duff were finely sustained. The latter, not only
spoke and acted, but looked his part to perfec
tion. The tronpe was the finest we have Been
in Atlanta. •
Propositions for 1878.
Now is the time to begin with the new
stories.
For a club of six at $2.50, we will
send a copy free for one year.
For $5, we will send two copies one
year.
For $3.50, we will send the Sunny
South and Boys and Girls of the
South one year.
Each subscriber now on the books can
have a year added to his time for $2.50
by renewing now and sending one other
subscriber at same price.
For a club of four, at $2.50, we will
send a copy of any of the Standard poets
or any novel that may be desired.
For a club of six, we will send a hand
some photograph album.
For a club of sixteen, we will send a
Webster s Unabridged Dictionary.
*'? r * «l“b of twenty, we will send
$10 in gold. (All the names must be
sent at the same time when premiums are
demanded.) .