JOHN R. SEALS, - Editor and Proprietor.
W. B. SEALS, - Proprietor and Cor. Editor.
MRS. HART E. BRYAN (*) Associate Editor.
ATLANTA, GEORGIA, MARCH 2, 1878.
Burton Bros., of Opelika, Ala., are Agents for
The Sunn r South.
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Agent in Kentucky and the North Western
The Sunny South is always discontin
ued at the expiration of the time paid for.
OLD TABBY HOUSE.
Our regular installment of this magnifi
cent Story failed to reach us
from Washington City
The installment has just reached us
as we go to press. “tSIl
Have We a Leader Among Us ?
The great want of the age is individuality.
There is a more universal diffusion of strength
among nations and less concentrated power in
individuals. We have, in a great degree, attain
ed that equality for which certain reformers have
been sighing—that dead level of power, in which
men stand at nearly the same height, and look
ing out upon the mighty mass of humanity—
the great agitated human sea—we can find but
few heads elevated above the rest. These are
few that stand forth from the pages of literature,
or the ranks of politics, with that distinct promi
nence that marks the great "lights of the age.”
There are but few of those master-intellects,
that not only leave their impress on their own
and succeeding generations, but change the very
current of the age and make it follow in the
oourse marked out by their own bold footsteps.
The individual is merged into the aggregate.
In statesmanship, we have no Pitt, in oratory,
no Brougham, and in literature, although we
have many polished scholars and correct writers,
yet, we have no Swift rousing a nation into fury
solely by letters and pamphlets his unaided
hand had written; no Shakspeare mirroring a
world in the sea of his own mighty and fathom
less mind. The elements of greatness are now
more generally distributed throughout man
kind, but there is less concentrated power act
ing under the direction of single will.
Men, like other gregarious animals, must have
a leader—some one to follow and obey—some
one to give an impulse to their energies and
control them by the right of the strongest spirit.
Else, there will be no unanimity of purpose and
action—no combination of power for single re
sults and in particular directions. Superior
minds are to the age in which they live, what
the will is to the human organization. With
out it, strength of bone and sinew and muscle
is useless as the music in an unswept harp.
In the gTeat battle of life, as in lesser com
bats, there must be commanding officers, or else
the ranks will fall into disorder, and courage
and strength be wasted, because not properly
directed. There must be at the head, one with
clear eye and powerful voice to control and
command the rest.
We have had such men in the history of our
country. Patrick Henry, the inspirer, Wash
ington, the planner and actor, Franklin, whose
genius at once speculative and practical, car
ried not only his own countrymen, bnt the civ
ilized world, into the fields of useful science.
But our tears are dry on the graves of these,
and whom have we to fill their places ? It is in
politics that individual superiority is most re
quisite. The present political aspect of our
country is rather unpromising. The factions
and parties into which its people are divided
and subdivided, argue their weakness. Politi
cal combinations without competent leaders,
disaffection, corrupt principles, bribery, indif
ference, disorder, and worse than all, great in
dividual weakness—these are, as all will admit,
prominent features of our Republic.
Who will reconcile the discordant elements;
who, by the strength of will and tbe power of
intellect, will combine these antagonistic fea-
tions (which can scarcely define their own prin
ciples) into one or two great parties; who will
throw aside the old bones of contention, over
which the several factions have been so long
growling, like toothless mastiffs, and point out
to them better and nobler work to do ? We are
fain to say, as Carlyle does, in his sledge-ham
mer sentences, "A curse on your associations—
we want a man. To the winds with your ma
chinery-give us a man. No more of your
stump oratory and public meetings—where is
the man? Frederick—there was a man; Oliver
—there was a man; Mohammed—there was a
man. But your leagues and societies, and clubs
and alliances and associations—they are a mere
aggregate of atoms, without mind, without one
glorious quality, without the faculty of exoiting
our reverence.” •
A certain Society gave its twelfth annual cel
ebration at the New York Academy of Music
lately, and we read that M; Fere, president,
contributed a master-piece—the "Grand Hunt,”
that attracted all eyes; that Wentz was repre
sented by two exquisite Chef d'oeuvres enti
tled "Spring and Autumn.” Another artist con
tributed "Cleopatra’s Needle;” while M. Whel—
“eminent for such magnificent productions,”
had the "Circus of Apollo,” and the "Chariot
of the Epoch”—a piece of political signification,
in which Gambetta was charioteer.
Now, would not yon suppose,dear uninitiated
reader, who, sitting down to your good-enough
dinner of boiled ham and cabbage, egg-bread,
sweet potatoes and milk custard, dream not of
the height to which the art of cookery has been
carried—would not you suppose that all these
grand-sounding names and this talk of master
pieces and magnificent productions, referred to,
works of art, creations on canvas or in marble ?
Not a bit; the Association that met and exhibi
ted these productions, is the Societe Culinaire—
in plain English—the Cooking Club. These
master-pieces were things to be eaten, sent by
the Chefs—as the chief artists in the culinary
line are called—from all portions of the country,
sufficiently civilized to possess such eminent
gastronomers. That "Grand Hunt” was com
posed of meat, jelly and game, moulded or
worked up so as to represent the hunt. Another
of the master-pieces was an enormous gelatine
of turkey, pinked at by quail. The "Circus of
Apollo” was of suet and wax; and “Eve’s Fig
Tree” was made of suet and preserved orange
There were a concourse of Chefs of all the
fashionable hotels and restaurants, each of
whom brought a contribution to the grand menu.
One remembers the Chef in Vanity Fair, the
riugletted. diamond-pinned,suave Professor, who
always sat down to the piano to compose a spe
cial dish, and remonstrated with the maids
when their entrance disturbed him in the midst
of his inspiration. What a contrast to our
Southern Chefs—black Dinah in a greasy apron,
taking her hands from the dough-tray to admin
ister a dose of broom-stick to intruding dogs,
children and dogs. *
The Markham Indignant.
Chamberlain, the South Carolina adventurer,
has received a fresh wound to his self-love, still
smarting from having his hopes torn from the
Gubernatorial chair and farther blighted by the
cold shoulder of Mr. Hayes. The scratch this
time comes from a female claw—that of Pauline
Markham, the nymph who, in very flesh-colored
tights, figured some time ago in Lydia Thomp
son’s troupe, and of whose lavishly displayed
charms Richard Grant White—the prolific es
sayist, became so enamored that he was fain to
wring into one of his dignified magazine papers
the information that Miss Markham possessed
a ‘voice of vocal velvet and the lost arms of the
Venus De Medici.’
The Markham may sheathe her voice in vel
vet, bnt she doesn’t her claws, at least in the
case of Chamberlain, Cardoza, Parker and Scott,
of South Carolina, against whom she uses them
in the spitefullest fashion, declaring she is out
raged by having her immaculate name linked
with theirs in the report, which she says, is in
circulation that she, through her blandishments,
has induced ex-Governor Scott to issue
fraudulent South Carolina bonds for the benefit
of the Chamberlain ring and of herself. She
declares she would be ashamed to have anything
to do with the distinguished quartette above-
mentioned—rogues and swindlers, as she avers
they are known to be. They would not dare to
show their faces inside her house in New York.
In fact, she indignantly repudiates these gentle
men, and draws from contact with them her —
skirts, we were about to say, hut she wore none
when we saw her, and amend by saying that she
tarns up her fat nose at Messrs. Scott, Chamber-
lain Sl Co., in the most heart-rending manner.
Ghost of Malm a won,” which con
cludes this week, has given satisfaction to all
admirers of the ingenious and lively method of
French novel writing. Its translator, Mr.
Charles F. Gailmard, is a gentleman of correct
literary taste, and though a native of la Belle
France, speaks and writes English with flueney.
This acquirement renders him an «im)itnt
teacher of the French language; and to all who
wish to acquire this polite—and almost indis-
pensable—accomplishment, we cordially re-
eommend Mr. Gailmard as a first rats instrae-
WHAT IS A LETTER J
A silent language, uttered to the eye.
Which envious distance would, in vain, deny;
A tie to bind, wnere circumstances part;
A nerve of feeling, stretched from heart to heart.
Formed to convey, like an electric chain,
The mystic flash—the lightning of the brain,
And bear at once, along each precious link,
Affection’s life-pulse, in a drop of ink.
Who are the Real Aristocrats 1
Shoddy aristocracy is as plentiful now-a-days
as counterfeit greenbacks. It may be readily
distinguished from real gentility by its general
attributes of arrogance, pretentiousness and
supercilious affectation, and by its particular
characteristics of showy jewelry, gaudy dress
and equipage. It has been satirized and ridi
culed ad nauseam; but despite of sarcasm and
satire, it still flourishes, for its roots strike
deep in the rank soil of national error, and it
will never be eradicated until the elements of
true nobility—worth and intelligence—are prop
erly appreciated and made to overbalance gold
in the scale of popular opinion.
The scheme of general equality—which is
such a favorite dream of reformers—is simply
impracticable in the present state of society.
There will be divisions and society will natu
rally separate itself into classes; but virtue and
intellect—not wealth and impudence—should
be the qualities essential to social elevation.
Honest industry, and poor, but virtuous talent,
instead of being crushed under the heel of
purse-proud arrogance, shonld be honored and
commended, and placed upon the topmost
rounds of the social ladder.
The sweat of hard, honest labor, stains many
a brow which nature has stamped with the true
signet of nobility, and many a lady, in the
highest and best acceptation of the term, wean
sixpence oalioo and toils for her daily bread.
What if the garb be Ceded, if the brow be sun-
embrowned and the hand hard and horny, so
the mind is refined by piety or by innate pari
ty and delicacy, and the heart is true and hon
est and gentle ?
"The man's the man for a* that.”
Aye, and the gentleman, too, if he does wear
home-span ana use his sturdy arms and strong
mnsoles in toiling for himself and the dear ones
dependent on his labor. *
Flirtin' in The Co-Edncational Universi
Dr. Baseoui, president of the Wisconsin Co
educational University, finds that the female
students of the college lose mnch less time
through sickness than the males, that they are
more stndious, and quicker of apprehension,
and consequently bear off a greater number of
honors, than their brother pupils. He finds
also, contrary to the prediction of crokers—that
there seems very little temptation to flirting or
love-making between the two kinds of pupils.
In fact, the president expresses himself disap
pointed that the two sexes do not exert more in
fluence upon each other. He had supposed
that the result of daily intercourse and mental
attrition between pnpils of opposite sexes,
would be to stimulate the ambitions and excite
the mental faculties of eaoh, but he finds that
the male and the female pupils pay no particu
lar attention to each other, and that the busi
ness of study goes ou in a smooth, oommonpl&ce
way, undisturbed by the fact of sex. He might
have foreseen this. It is the law of human na
ture, that the imagination works more potently
and injuriously upon the tender passion in se
clusion, than when the objects supposed to ex
cite that passion aretpresent—seen continually in
the every day intercourse of business and soci
Another circumstance may contribute to the
good behavior of the co-educational classes of
President Basoom’s university, Natural selec
tion has undoubtedly operated in the case of the
female pupils. The only females, who would be
apt to embrace tbe privelege of a university ed
ucation, under such circumstances, would be
girls not of the ordinary pattern—superior in
will or mental force, or possessed of peculiar
aims, or impelled by unusual inward stress of
aptitude or inclination. In a word, girls, who
had in them the materials to make workers—
workers in fields, out side the ordinary ones al
lotted to women. Such girls would not be apt
to flirt. They would feel life too earnest; their
sense of duty would be too imperative. Then
their temperaments would oppose no temptation.
In such females, nervous activity would pre
dominate over; the sensuous, the pleasure-loving,
the animal. This development of nervous activ
ity, at tbe expense of the emotional and sexual
nature, is characteristic of the class of female
workers, now beginning to take a prominent
part in society.
Georgia Female Editors.
Three bright little papers make their appear
ance at our office, edited by talented and enter
prising Georgia girls.—The "Riverside Echo,’’
from West Point, is more than its name implies.
Vigorous originality is seeD in some of its edit
orial articles, and the selections evince good
taste and care.
Marietta has her lady editor in the person of
Miss Sallie Long, who brings to bear on her
pretty sheet—“The Calliopian Critique,”
sharp wit and a sprightly intelligence.
That wide-awake, fresh little flower paper—
" The Acanthus ”—that sends oat its fragrance
very properly tiw- a T T> T South, owes its
origin to the enterprise of Miss Anna Barnes,
—every girl’s and boy’s " own Cousin,”—who
caters for the young folks in a style that
“tickles” delightfully their eager but in truth
difficult palates. Children of the nineteenth
century are not to be put off with nonsense, we
would have you know. They are by no means
** Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw."
Besides these three papers, all published near
Atlanta, there may be others edited by ladies,
(we know of several who have ladies assisting in
their editorial management;) and there is the
little "College Bell," rung in a charming manner
by the girls of "Old Andrew,” and the “New
Departure,” edited and “set up" as to type, by
the young ladies of College Temple. *
The Charm of a Soft Female Voice.
Yes, we agree with that old poet who said that
a low, soft voice was an excellent thing in wo
man. Indeed, we feel inclined to go much fur
ther than he has on the subject, and call it one
of her crowning charms. No matter what other
attractions she may still havo; she may be as
fair as the Trojan Helen, and as learned as the
famous Hypatia of ancient times; she may have
all tbe accomplishments considered requisite at
the present day, and every advantage that
wealth can procure, and yet, if she lack a low,
sweet voice, she can never be really fascinating.
How often the spell of beauty is broken by
coarse, loud talking! How often you are irre
sistibly drawn to a plain, unassuming woman,
whose soft, silvery [tones render her positively
attractive. Beside, we fancy we can judge of
the character by the voice; the bland, smooth,
fawning tone seems to us to betoken deoeit and
hypocrisy, as invariably as the musical, sub
dued voice indicates a genuine refinement. In
the social circle, how pleasant it is to hear a
woman talk in that low key which always char
acterizes a true lady! In the sanctuary of home,
how such a voice soothes the fretful child and
cheers the weary husband! How sweetly such
cadenoes float through the sick-chamber; and
around the dying-bed; with what solemn mel
ody do they breathe a prayer for a departing
Simple aots of kindness, quietly and nnosten-
tationsly performed, tears of pity given to those
who are athirst for sympathy, words and looks
and smiles that make the tried heart forget its
bitterness—these are the chance flowers sown
along the pathway—flowers that may ripen into
a glorious fruitage in after time, and then they
cost so very little—only an effort, sometimes,
when the spirit is overburdened with its own
selfish sorrows; but even for this, the pleasure of
doing good amply compensates, for every thorn
that we pluck from the path of another, blos
soms into a rose to shed its sweetness on our
On another page will be found an advertise
ment of this splendid college* A letter from
CoL Fielder speaks in enthusiastic terms of its
excellence. All eulogies of its thoroughness,
fine dioipline and admirable appointments will
be readily believed by those who know President
Hamilton. He is a man who does nothing by
halves. He would not be content with mediocri
ty. And his whole sonl is in his present work—a
work for whioh he is peculiarly fitted. That
brilliant and permanent success awaits Andrew
College none can doubt
The Gallows in 1877.
The hangman’s reccord for the past year shows
that 83 murderers were hanged in the United
States. Of this number, 47 were white, 34 col
ored, 1 Indian and 1 Chinaman; 4 were hanged
for indecent assault, 1 for burglary, 8 for wife
murder, 1 for filicide,and 1 for fractricide. There
were 3 double exeontions, 1 triple, two quadru
ple, and 1 in whioh 6 men were hanged. Not a
single woman was hanged; the only one sentenc
ed to death, Mrs. Louisa Lawsar, of Virginia,
had her sentence commuted to imprisonment
for life by the Governor. Friday still maintains
its reputation in the black list as the favorite
day on whioh to inforce the death penalty,
more murderers having been hanged on that day
than on all the others of the week combined.
Forty-seven murderers were hanged on Friday,
17 on Thursday, 8 on Saturday, 6 on Monday, 3
on Tuesday, and 2 on Wednesday. There were
5 executions in January, 5 in February, G in
March, 6 in April, 10 in May, 15 in June, 11 in
July, 1 in August, 5 in September, none in Oc
tober, 9 in November, and 10 in December.
Pennsylvania stands first m the list of the States
for the greatest number of executions during the
past year, South Carolina being second. The
executions were distributed among 25 states, as
follows: Penn., 16; South Carolina, 12; North
Carolina and California, 5 each; Missouri, Mary
land, Georgia, and Virginia, 4 each; New York,
Louisiana, Arkansas, Nevada and Tennesseee, 4
each; Mississippi and Ohio, 2 each; New Jersey,
New Hampshire, Delaware, Alabama, Kentucky,
Texas, Utah, Dakota, Oregon, Wyoming, 1 each.
One Horse—or Horsely, (who should be
named after a longer-eared animal, member of
the Royal Academy, though he be) lately dis
tinguished himself by an utterance of truly
donkey-like character. Three lady artists of
high standing in their profession, were proposed
for membership in the Academy, whereupon
the man in question got up and brayed: ‘We
don’t want any women-kind here.’ The ladies
were rejected, not for lack of merit, but because
of their sex. *
An Energetic Woman.
Mrs. Saurn, of Kansas, is a woman whose en
ergy deserves mention. She has a farm of three
hundred acres of prairie land. Last spring she
harvested ten acres of wheat of her own plow
ing and sowing, and put down twenty acres
more. She is not physically strong. When she
began her plowing she was so feeble that she
had a chair at the end of her furrow, and was
obliged at every second row to stop and rest.
She chose this life because she had more fitness
for it than for anything else that gave promise
of a future for two little sons whom she desires
to educate to usefulness. Her health improves,
and a sheep raiser in the neighborhood has en
gaged her to plow ten acres of land for him and
take her pay in Bbeop. •
The Storjr of Nebuchadnezzar.
Among the discoveries made by Col. Rawlin-
son, in the excavations of Babylon, we are told
is that of Nebuchadnezzar’s hunting diary, with
notes, and here and there a portrait of his dogs,
sketched by himself, with his name under it
He mentions in it his having been ill, and while
he was delirious he thought he had been put to
graza, like tho blasts of the field. Is not this a
wonderful corroboration of Scripture ? Rawlin-
son also found a pot of preserves in an excellent
state, and gave some to Queen Victoria to taste.
How little Nebuchadnezzar’s cook dreamed,
when making them, that twenty-five centuries
after the Queen of England would eat some of
the identical preserves that figured at her mas
Mrs. Bryan’s Stories.
Mrs. Bryan’s story of "Wild Work” begins in
this paper. Its main incidents are real occur
rences, and the story culminates in an episode
of State history that has remained involved in
mystery in spite of Investigating Committees
and United States detectives- Upon this mys
tery, she proposes to throw some light She
also begins this week a sketch in a comic vein,
"Brass vs. Brains”—an attempt to illustrate the
fact so often seen—of impudence and "cheek”
succeeding while modest merit "goes to the
Mrs. Bryan will oontinue to write matter
every week for our editorial page; her articles
upon that page being marked as usual with a '
We have spoken of this as her signature before,
and yet we are often asked “why does not Mrs.
Bryan write more for the paper ?” She does write
for it constantly, furnishing two or three col
umns of editorial matter every week.
Planter and Grange.
We have failed, unintentionally, to note the
great change whioh has been made in the ap
pearance and general get-ap of this paper,
under the management of Messrs. Gordon and
White. It is now a really handsome and
sprightly journal, and should be taken largely
by all the Granges. Send for a copy.
Sketch ot Bishop Marvin.
In our next issue will appear an excellent
sketoh of the life and character of the late
Bishop Marvin, whose death has created Buch
universal regret. The article will be from the
pen of the Rev. W. J. Scott.
The Literary Society of Adger College, in
South Carolina, will celebrate its anniversary
on the 8th of March, with Wm. G. Neville as
anniversarian. Question for debate—“Ought
there to be a Union between Church and State.”
Many thanks to the Americas (Ga.) Library
Association for honors conferred. We trust the
Association is in a prosperous oondition.
The Rossini Association.
This brilliant musical cluh. whioh is one of
the pets of our city, will present II Trovatore on
Monday evening. Don’t fail to secure tickets.
A knowledge of grammar and rhetoric acquir
ed by studying the books on those subjects will
of itself do very little towards making ns speak
and write onr language correctly. The habit of
talking properly can be acquired only by ming
ling with good sooiety, bnt one can learn to
write well only by praetice and by a familiar ac
quaintance with good writers. We often hear
persons who have no knowledge of books use
better language in oommon conversation than
some who an reputed aeeuxate scholars.
We did not see the "Mistletoe Bough,” bnt
learn that it was excellent in all its features.
The Italian Opera Coning.
We have been hungering for a long while for
a good Opera to come this way and at last it
comes and we are happy, for it is a good one.
See the grand array of distinguished artists an
nounced, and secure your tickets without de
lay. The papers along their route are enthusi
astic in their praises of the whole company,some
of whom are old favorites with Southern audi
ences. The people of Mobile, New Orleans,
Gelveston, Houston, Little Rock, and other
Southern cities should look out for their gentle
manly agent, Mr. Edwin F. Gillett. They will
play in Montgomery on the 27th, Selma the 28th
and return to Montgomery on the 1st of Maroh
and will go from there to Mobile.
Simmons Slocum and Sweatnam’s Minstrels.
No Minstrel troupe has ever made a better
impression upon our hundreds of admirers of
the burnt cork professionals than ’‘Simmons,
Slocum and Sweatnam’s. Their songs are new
and excellent, save now and then a sweet and
familiar old ballad which is rendered for the
sake of “ Auld Lang Syne. ” Their duets*
quartets and solos are the best we have heard
in many years. We commend them to the
public everywhere as one of the very best min
strel troupes now in existence.
ITEMS OE INTEREST FROM THIS LITTLE CITY,
The Arkansas Industrial University is located
at this place, and is a great and snccessful in
stitution. Gen. D. H. Hill, of national military
fame, is President of it, and is giving it his
undivided time and attention. On each Sab
bath afteroon at 3 o’clock he has a Bible class
numbering 240 members.
Mrs. Lizzie Pollard, of Fayetteville, a most
accomplished lady, is president of the Memo
rial Association of the county. Five or six
thousand people gather at the annual meetings
of the Association to decorate the soldiers'
There is not a whiskey shop in Fayetteville,
nor any place to get it nearer than Alma, 60
We return many thanks to the good people of
this model little city for their most liberal pat
ronage of our Sunny South. Gen. Hill heads
Miss Belle Barry, of Bentonville, Ark., wept
the other day at finding her Sunny South torn.
We will send her another copy if she will let us
know the number.
BY L. L. V.
Weakness of Intellect interferes less with one's
power of governing others than weakness of
temper. This is most strikingly exemplified in
the Stuart Dynasty and that which immediately
succeeded it. In mental capacity, the former
were considerably above the average of the hu
man race. The first James, despite his silly
pedantry, was a fine scholar. Charles the First
spoke and wrote like a gentleman of calture, and
displayed an excellent taste in the fine arts.
Charles the Second was a man of such polish
ed wit as to make him one of the most agreeable
of companions, and to cause those who came
within its charm to more than half forget his ut
ter heartlessness. Even the second James, the
least gifted of his race, was not deficient in busi
ness capacity. But with all these varied en
dowments of intellect was enjoiued a facility of
temper which rendered him incapable of gov
erning. The Georges on the contrary, who were
dull to stupidity, with nothing in their charac
ter to love and little to admire, were able to
command respect in a higher degree than even
were the graceful and easy-tempered Stuarts.
The prayer of Agur expresses the sentiment of
every sensible person who has rightly consider
ed the legitimate effects of poverty and wealth
upon the mind and heart. Poverty in that form
which renders pinching and saving a constant
necessity—which calculates the cost of every
morsel eaten or every garment worn, cannot fail
to extend a most unhappy effect on the charac
ter. Wealth on the other hand is apt to beget
pride and arrogance, and a lack of feeling for
those less fortunate. Occasionally, though sel
dom, we find natures which can bear either ex
treme—which in the lowest depths of poverty
regain a Micawber-like knack of hoping, and in
affiuence exhibit the meekness and benevolence
of St. Worthy. A competence won by exertion
which furnishes employment without too great
ly taxing the powers of mind or body, is the
happiest condition of human life.
We looked npon a strong, stout boy whose
robust limbs told of strength and upon whose
cheeks mantled the rioh glow of health. Here,
thought we, is large vitality. Here is develop
ing a physical mechanism which will neither
rnn down nor wear out for many a year. What
will he do with it ? Will he devote his splendid
gift of life to purposes base or glorious ? That
body, if he will only keep all its organs in the
healthful discharge of their functions, will he
the abode of a healthy mind, and how mnch of
good might such a mind accomplish? We oan-
not too highly estimate the possibilities for good
or evil of a sound body in which dwells a sound
Propositions for 1878.
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