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, 1 . 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. | [ .j^g* Boys & Girls’ paper will be is sued again next week. - i, j \ 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. f j 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. I I 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.) .