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Our Portrait Gallery.
Hon. Nedom L. Angier.
It is with pleasure that we present in this
number ot the Sunny South so life-like a por
trait of this distinguished gentleman, at pres
ent Mayor of Atlanta. In our city Dr. Angier
needs no introduction, and has had no need of
any lor twenty-five years past, nor in Georgia
will his name cease to be honored, while our
history records his valiant fight against the
reckless hands that plundered the state and con
trolled legislaiion in 1*70 and before and di
rectly after.
Dr. Angier is of Huguenot extraction, his an
cestors coming from the north of France. His
father, as portrayed in a printed work entitled
the “History of Acworth,/ was a man of promi
nence and distinction as one of the early settlers
of Acworth, New Hampshire, where he held
several public offices of trust and honor, and
was regarded as a man of very strong mind and
great originality of thought.
Dr. Angier was born at Acwor.h, N. H., in
1814, and was educated in his native state. Al
ter receiving a thorough education he spent sev
eral years in teaching, employing his leisure
hours in studying medicine. In 1839, at the
age of twenty-five, he came to Georgia, and
taught school for four years in Coweta, Merri-
wether couty, during which period he contin
ued his medical studies in the libraries of Drs.
Bmith and Hunnicutt, of Coweta.
A number of his students of those days have
occupied high positions ot trust in the State,
and many of them are to-day among his warm
est friends.
In 1814 he went to New York and atteuded a
course of lectures at the Medical University of
that city, returning to Georgia the following
year and engaging in the practice of his profes
sion in Randolph county. In 1847 he moved to
Atlanta, then a mere village, and united to his
practice the business ol a druggist. In 1850,
along with many others who were seized with
tne “gold fever," he went by the overland route
to California, but returned the following year,
and in lieu of his profession engaged in Iieal-
estate speculations, in which business he was
quite successful, and which engaged his atten
tion up to 1800, by which time he had accumu
lated a handsome fortune.
On 17th of August, 1843, Dr. Angier wedded
Miss Elizabeth A. Herring, a Georgia lady of
culture and extensive reading, whose family
name is familiar in the South on account of the
prominence of some of its members in suc
cessful commercial enterprises. From this
union eight children have been born.
Up to the outbreak of the war Dr. Angier had
taken no part in politics. He was a strong op
ponent of secession, believing that only injury
could result to the South from its adoption. He
saw iu the future only blood-shed and other at
tending horrors of war, and being eonscientous-
ly opposed to taking any hand in the fratrici
dal struggle he left the South iu 1863. and after
a brief abode in Havana moved North. About
the time he left the Conlederacy, President Lin
coln's cabinet had under discussion the confis
cation of all property seized by the U. S. Gov
ernment from Confederates. Mr. Edward M.
Stanton, Secretary of war, was particularly ur
gent upon the pursuit ot this policy. When Dr.
Angier heard of this discussion, he repaired to
Washington, and having a relative occupying a
prominent position iu one of the departments,
he obtained an interview with Mr. Lincoln and
plead strenuously against Mr. Stanton’s confis
cation measure. He remained in Washington
three months, opposing this scheme of oppres
sion, for while conscientiously opposed to tak
ing arms on either side, he felt a deep sympa
thy for his many friends in the South, whom he
knew to be honest in their convictions, however
mistaken in their policy of secession and war.
He maintained consi-tentlv throughout the
his position as a Unmn man, and yet demon
strated his warm sympathy and friendship for
the friends he fiad left in theSoutk by hiscourse
at Washington.
Immediately after the war he returned to
Georgia and was appointed Internal Revenue
Collector of the 3rd District with his office in
Augusta. This position he held for nine months
under the disadvantage of being unable to se
cure reliable Deputies, all our Southern men
competent to fill these places being ineligible
by reason of the test oath required. This fact
he reported to Secretary McCulloch, with the
suggestion that Congress modify the oath re
quired, so that Southern men could serve as
deputies. The Secretary reported the letter with
his approval and recoinended to the Senate that
immediate action be taken to relieve the depu
ties mentioned of the test oath. But the ruling
vindictive majority of the Senate refusing to
saric ion the measure, Dr. Angier promptly re
signed his office, declining to assume longer its
responsibilities unless he could have deputies
whom he knew to be trustworthy.
Alter his resignation Dr. Angier returned to
Atlanta with his family where he has since re
sided.
On the passage of the reconstruction laws by
Congress, be advocated their acceptance, believ
ing this course the most speedy one to peace,
and that error could be more easily corrected in
a harmonious family than rights secured on de
mand from a conqueror. On this platform he
was elected a delegate to the Constitutional Con
vention of 1857, in the deliberations of which
body, he took a prominent part, opposing the
relief measures, subsequently expunged from
the Constitution by Congress.
Soon after the election of Rufus B. Bullock as
governor, Dr. Angier was elected State Treasu
rer. The controversy and the contest between
the Executive and State Treasurer over the State
treasury is a part of the history of Georgia. The
apparent determination of the Governor to ig
nore the law relating to the application and dis
bursement of the public funds was met by a posi
tive refusal from Dr. Angier to permit unlawful
encroachments on the treasury, nor did he re
mit his vigilant guardianship of the public funds
until they were baffied and defeated. With their
iniquities exposed,his enemies surrendered their
positions and the State was saved untold losses.
He also struggled strenuously and was final
ly successful, in his opposition to the prolon
gation of the official term of the Legislature of
1871, for which the dominant wing of the Re
publican party was contending with the zeal of
fanaticism and desperation, and to accomplish
this he visited Washington several times in 18-
Cb-70, calling on the President and members of
Congress, writing and publishing many articles,
among which is worthy of mention, his memo
rable letter to Hon. James B. Beck, then Rep
resentative but now U. IS. Senator, which letter
was read in the House no less than three times
by as many members in one day in the conrsb
ot their speeches, and is as many times printed
in the Journal of the House of Representatives.
This letter is a wonderful specimen of active,
concentrating thought,scathing and j ust rebuke,
yet it is but one of the many blows dealt by Dr.
Angier agaiDst the iniquity of prolongation of
the Georgia Legislature.
After Mr. Bullock’s abdication of the office of
Oovernor, a sentiment of no inconsiderable
strength prevailed among Democrats through
out the State to make Dr. Angier Governor and
his name was suggested for candidacy before
the Nominating Convention, but the Doctor in
a very beautiful and patriotic letter declined
becoming a candidate, In 1876, he was brought
forward as a Candidate for Mayor of Atlanta. In
this race he was opposed by one of the most
worthy and popular of Atlanta's citizens, whose
friends made vigorous warfare against him plead
ing his alliance with the Reconstruction Party
after the war, his having left the Confederacy
during the war, etc. But Dr. Angier was nom
inated over his opponents as tbe candidate of
the De mocracy and was elected Mayor for a term
of two years, ending with 1878. This election
was a graceful tribute to the sterling-patriotism,
inflexible-integrity and eminent ability of -Dr.
Angier, which had shown never brighter than
when in the council of the Republican Admin
istration.
Tbe accompanying portrait is from a photo
graph recently taken, at sixty-three years of age.
In physique and activity he appears to beat least
ten years younger than he really is, being almost
as vigorous and quick of motion as when he had
but reached his majority—results due, in part,
to an excellent constitution, but more to tem
perate and uniform habits. He presents a mark
edpersonal—is erect, six feet in height and weighs
ore hundred and ninety pounds. His features,
though serious and a little sad when in repose,
as s&en in his portrait, glow with pleasantry
when in animated social conversation. The
sternness which at times marks him, when an
gaged in officiai duties, vanishes, and in its
stead comes the polished, urbane manner and
the pleasing, quick, and sometimes severe, re
partee, infusing life and merriment wherever
he moves.
Dr. Angier possesses able administrative and
executive ability. His administration as Mayor
of Atlanta has been one of wonderful success,
and has given universal satisfaction. City wa
ter bonds that had sold no higher than 80 cents,
and some as low as 72 cents, now bring their par
value of one dollar. While he has paid special
attention to the care of the poor, and bv his ex
ertions saved many from terrible suffering, as
during the snow of January 1*77. yet the ex
penses for relief has oeen reduced nearly ona-
i of Mr. .Smith. Mr. S.- was formerly a trapper
and pioneer on the Rocky Mountains. His
mountain home, presided over by a cheery
housewife, in situation and equipments is more
interesting than the most delightful chapter of
romance. Late into the night were our weary
travellers beguiled by mountain stories, and as
every mountaineer has
HIS SNAKE STORIES,
so our worthy friend told us of a rattle 3nake
seven feet long, that during the last few weeks
had .Iriven several families from t.Le mountain
side. We did not see this snake.
| The next morning we were,
‘At the peep of dawn
Brushing with hasty steps the dew away
To meet tbe sun upon the upland lawn.’
I Before 7 o’clock we had begun the ascent of
j Fort Mountain, that is, 2100 feet above timber
| laud. As we entered upon a circuitous route,
our guide pointed to a barren-looking cliff, say-
in..: ‘That ar cliff is a’most perpendicular, an'
a mighty lew ’as ever clombed it.’
The formidable looking precipice inspired a
few of ns with an unnatural desire to brave its
dangers, and after many entreaties on our part
the guide consented to lead us up a rock wall
three hundred and seventy feet high, a place
where a woman's foot had never ventured be
fore. We did not dare to stand erect, but snake-
iike, slowly measured foot after foot of the cliff.
Oh, such despairing groans as emanated from
some of the party as a huge slab ot rock occasion
ally rolled by us with a deafening crash. Half
way up the ciifi' we found a few stubby shrubs
^rowing out oi the solid rock. Here we ventur
ed to turn our glance to the wide-extended
plains below, where lay a more enchanting and
beautiful panorama than painter’s brush can
ever place upon canvass. Lying in the distance
was the note! niantation of the distinguished
agriculturist, Gregory. At this n.omtnt, as cries
The decent of the mountain was terrible. A
lady of our party, who had stirted out in the
morning with a pair of new cloth boots on,
reached home sole-less and almost shoeless. On
the side of the mountain we saw quite a num
ber of white pine trees, the veritable Norwegian
spruce and California fir, that some people pur
chase at a great price, as an ornamental tree. Oc-
! casionaiiy we came upon milk and butter pans
! built over springs of coolest water.
We stopped for a day in the somewhat historic
1 village of Resaca, and had pointed out to ns the
fortifications erected during the late war. A lo-
! quacious old gentleman readily gave us hisopin-
i ion of the ‘unpleasantness,’ and concluded by
! saying: ‘Public sentiment or no public senti- |
; meut, Johnston could have turned the tide of j
I Southern afihirs if he had not been forced to j
leave this vicinity through the false rapresenta-
i tions of a jealous rival. Yes, he could have
checked Sherman’s march, and with such nat-
! ural resources as this point offers, he would
j have worked wonders.”
We could neither deny nor corroborate the
| old man’s statement, so we looked toward tbe
crumbling fortifications muttering, ‘.Sic transit
I gloria hominis.'
Sallie Long.
eyes, after awhile you will see the image of the
person who is to be your fate; will you try your
fortune?’
Of course I consented, she placed ms in such
a position that I could see no one approach-
The Romance of
Youth,
My
It has been many years. I shall not tell how
many, since I accompanied my father on a
journey to Western Virginia. Traveling had
its pleasures then although before the days of
steam. Gentlemen went on horseback, with
saddle-bags containing a change of ciothing,
or if more stylish, were followed respectful! •
by a servant carrying a portmanteau, or if more
stylish still, rumbled along in a double gig.
It was iu the last and most convenient way
that we undertook the journey of some hun
dreds of miles. Whatever may be said in praise
of modern improvements, I maintain there is
nothing more pleasant than that old fashioned
way of traveling. We made 30 or 35 miles a
day, stopped at some pleasant little roadside
inn about sundown, had a chat with the land
lady, a game with the rosy-cheeked children,
or took out a book and qnietly read, while
the neat, busy housewife fried our chicken,
made our biscuit and spread our comfortable
meal. Then the early morning ride through
the fresh air laden with the perfume of the
forest trees. Mind and body were invigorated.
Was anything to be seen, we could stop at will
and resume tnejourney without anxiety lest we
lose a train. I like well to get quickly to a
long journey’s end when I have urgent business,
but tor recreation or health give me the old
day bv day jogging on without care or fear.
’ Thus "my fattier and I went on.
One day I saw a faint blue streak on the hori
zon.
‘Oh ! father, what is that, so beautiful ?’ e
claimed I.
‘It is the Blue Ridge, my son; we will sleep
at its foot to-night.’
The nearer we approached the more beauti
ful did it appear. I defy anyone to look upon
those grand old mountains without his heart 1 impressed upon my heart. Was it — ceuld it be
risinc' up involuntarily in adoration of the Ma- ’ the being I loved mire than life? Sue raised
Now said the mischevious girl: ‘Liok until I
count one hundred. Do you see anything V
‘No.’
‘ Well, wait till I count another hundred.’
And lo! the likeness of inv beautiful vision
of the day before was smiling in my face. I
started back.
‘ No not vet,’ said Miss Lucy.
‘Yes let him alone,’ murmured the sweetest
tones I had ever heard.
I turned bewilderei, and there she stood,
the lovliest human form I had ever seen. I
stool unable to move or speak. She held out
her hand and said smiling:
‘Forgive my wild sisters. I am Siphy; you
a-e Charley: we are cousins and will be no longer
strangers. You have had enough of these mis
chievous girls; come walk with me, and let them
play their tricks on those who know how to take
them.’
We walked together through the shady forest.
She talked of the beauty of nature around us
and gra lually overcame my awkwardness and
shyness. Mv admiration of her increased each
j moment until I again began to think her m ire
j than mortal. Day after day passed—the morn-
1 ing walks, the afternoon rides, the evenings
i with reading and music, made it seem to me a
land of enchantment. I gradually lost my shy
ness under Miss Sophy’s genial kindness. I
I looked up to her more witka loration than love.
At last we returned home through the beauti-
; ful valley of Virginia. Years must elapse before
f can see it again. I was sent to Princeton;
j graduated with first honor; wrote to Miss Sophy
and sent her my speech, foolish fellow that I
was. She, however, wrote me a most kind let
ter of congratulation, which I preserved among
my treasures. Taen.I was sent to a German col
lege. I studied well. Although fond of litera
ture, my studies were prompted by other feel
ings than love of learning. The one aspiration
which incited all others, was the hope of ren
dering myself worthy of loving and being loved
by the one I exalted above all others ou earth.
I did not hear from my Virginia friends da
ring the four years of my sojourn in Germany.
I determined in returning to mate my first vis
it where my heart had long been.
My father was in Congress. I went direct to
Washington to see him and arrange for my fu
ture. The day after my arrival there, I met an
old college mate.
‘You have come iu good time,’ said he; ‘to
night is the great entertainment of the season
and I can get you an iuvitation. You will see
there the most beautiful woman you ever rest
ed your eyes upon.’
‘I guess not,’ said I, my thoughts reverting to
her I thought the lovliest of women.
We entered the roams of the secretary rather
late. The crowd had assembled at the upper
end of the rooms. A lady was about to take her
seat at the piano. We elbowed our way through.
We stood just opposite the musician. Wnat
queen-like beauty appeared before me. The mag
nificent dress, the diamonds sparkling on her
forehead, disguised, in some degree, the image
her eyes, saw me, hesitated a moment, advanc
ed, extended her hand.
‘It must be Charlie ?’
‘Yes—and you?’
‘Mrs. Willi's.’
.Married?’ I faltered.
‘Yes.’
And so ended the romance of my youth.
LITERARY FOOD.
Hon. Hedom L. Angier, Mayor of Atlanta.
half. The city gas expenses were reduced last
year $3600. The expenses of the police depart
ment were reducedSO.737.74. After a fierce strug
gle,managed with admirable skill, tbe State Cap
itol has been permanently located in Atlanta. Of
course we do not accredit Mayor Angier individ
ually with these achievements, as he had the co
operation of well-appointed committees from an
able board of Aldermen and Conncilmen. but
they have been accomplished under his admin
istration as Mayor.
Dr. Angier is a devoted reader of the Scrip
tures, and his religion is broad and liberal—
holding that salvation belongs exclusively to no
particular sect or creed, and that dogmas have
little to do with man’s acceptance with his mak
er, but that ‘to deal justly, love mercy, and walk
humbly before God,' is the measure of divine
requirements, and that ‘His mercy endureth for
ever,’ and knows no bounds short of the vast
universe, the work of His own hands. He is
courteous and obliging as a citizen and neigh
bor, and, while in some of his controversies
with public evil-doers, in their violation of truth,
law, and public trust, he has been severe in crit
icism, yet he has respect for the honest opin
ions of all, and leniency and compassion for
common human frailties, in the home circle
he is 4 genial, tender, affectionate—among his
needy fellow-men charitable without ostenta
tion.
Such is Dr. N. L. Angier,—a man of honor
and indexible integrity—of marked ability, in
dustriously applied,—"the estimable citizen, af
fectionate husband and father, and faithful
friend,—the able, zealous, and honest official,—
the character whom men delight to honor and
Providence to approve.
AmoiisTlie Mountains of North
Dear Sunny South:—As a prelude to my visit to
the mountains of North Georgia, permit me to
relate an episode in regard to your paper. Hav
ing secured a comfortable seat on the Atlantic
and Western traiD, we unfolded the last number
of the Sunny South and were soon deep in the
fascinating story of “Wild Work." We had
reached a certain paragraph wherein the heroine
was represented as being in the greatest possi
ble danger, when, mirabile dicta, a lady passen
ger leaned forward saying 1 ‘If you are not read
ing the Sunny South please let me see it for a
moment.” Not reading it 1 No one ever told us
that we were, as termed in common parlance,
cross-eyed, yet we mnst have presented such an
appearance, or else she would not have made
such a remark. We were astounded at. her non
chalance, and quietly passed the paper, which
she returned at the expiration of a moment that
contained 3,600 seconds.
After a pleasant sojourn near Tilton, we joined
a gay party en route for the Cohntta mountains.
After eight hours ride in the roughest wagon
that ever shattered the romantic dreams of a vis
ionary mortal, we reached Spring Place, a veri
table sleepy-hollow, surrounded by mountains,
whose azure hue fully compensated us, by their
fascinating beauty, for a tedious ride. Nature
has been most benificent of her matchless gifts,
here in old Georgia. At 5 o’clock we were at the
foot of Fort Mountain, the tallest peak of the
Cohutta range. Here we visited the well known
buggy and wagon factory of King & Smith, and
were initiated into the mysteries of ‘hub shap
ing,’ ‘tie turning,’‘spoke turning,’etc., for which
interesting visit we are indebted to the courtesy
of admiration were heard from ail, our guide la
conically remarked: ‘S’posen’ we was to ‘count
er a big
PAINTER
on these rocks?’
‘A painter! Oh, Mrs. C., wmdd'nt it be pleas
ant to encounter a party of traveling artists. ’
‘Traveling what 1 I sed a painter.’
We were puzzled by his remark until little
Lena C. whispered: ‘He means a panther.’
Oh, shade of Webster, pity our consternation !
Again we resumed our slow ascent, which ice
would never have accomplished had it not been
for the strong arm of’Mr. Marion E , to whom
we must ever be grateful for his patient forbear
ance. Never did we more effectually break the
tenth commandment. We certainly did covet
Dr. Mary Walker’s last suit of clothes. On such
an occasion dresses are a nuisance. At eleven
o'clock our guide informed ns that we were ou
the mountain, and not a hundred feet from the
fort, from which the mountain takes its name.
Simultaneously the crowd began the familiar
song, ‘Hold the Fort for I am Coming,’ etc. In
a few moments we were standing on the rock
wail of the fort and began to discuss who had
built the fort, and for what purpose. The Indi
ans gave proof that
DE SOTO BUILT IT,
on his passage to the Mississippi, but there are
various reasons assigned for its erection. One
ot which is, that the Cuban Governor did it in
order to protect his men from the attacks of the
savages during his winter encampment upon
this mountain. This being the case, De Boto
must have been poorly versed in military tac
tics, for while occupying the fort he would have
been cut oil trom all communication with the
outside world, for on all sides the mountain is
walled in by almost inaccessible blufis, or sur
rounded by deep gorges, hence the Indians, with
twenty men could have prevented all ingress or
egress to or from the fort. Then we must ac
cept another reason assigned, it was intended
as
a memorial;
which it will ever be it there is any power to re
strain the avaricious adventurers who have al
ready begun their work of destruction, in search
of gold and silver ware.
We wandered for an hour over the fort, secur
ing curious anil pretty souvenirs for future care,
while fancy enabled us to picture how in anoth
er century some dark-eyed Spaniard had stood,
perhaps upon this very spot, and sent forth
some heartfelt, tender sonnet to that distant
home, whose quiet luxury contrasted painfully
with the rough wildness of his mountain camp.
A short distance trom the fort was a spring of
ice-cold water. Here we met with tne remain
der ot our party, who had refused to climb the
rocky cliff
Now came the interesting hour of dinner,
when our mountain guide approached us, bear
ing a forked stick, containing several slices of
meat, saying: ‘Here, young ‘un, fry that ar’.’
A battery of laughing eyes was leveled at us,
but the ‘young ‘un’ would not be teased, and
quietly approached the fire to fry that ar’. 1
Crossing over to another peak of the Cohutta,
we encountered the gold diggers. Borne of our
party were surprised to find such intelligent
miners as Mr. McCully ana his English compan
ions, who were most courteous and patient in
answering the many inquiries of an inquisitive
party. But the most vivid imagination could
not have prepared us for the ludicrous appear
ance of their ‘hut,’ which consisted of a con
glomeration of pine tops, birch and maple bark
and rocks.
ker of all things. The next morning we rose
before the dawn and slowly climbed the moun
tain height. When we reached the top and
turned to look upon the scene below, what a
prospect was presented to our view. The ris
ing sun threw a golden haze over ‘forest, Hood,
and cultivated field,’ giving to it an almost
heavenly hue. Oar excited feelings could only
be shown by expressive silence. e descended
into the beautiful valley of Virginia. My father j
concluded to turn aside from his main route to
visit an old friend and college mate whom he
jiad not seen for wears. ., J - / V
T think you will erjoy the visit,’ said he to ; By an unthinking class of individuals, the
me. ‘I believe he has children about your age.’ j caption of this brief sketch will scarcely be un-
i We slowly dragged up hill and down. Upon i derstood at a glance, much less appreciated.
turning sharp round tbe foot of one which rose However, I’ll endeavor to simplify the subject
! almost perpendicularly in front of us, we came ■ to suoh a degree that if this very class will read
upon one of the most beautiful views I ever be- they will perceive at once how essential it is to
, held. But I gazed not upon the prospect; my •think,’ and thereby allow the powers of compre-
J eyes were immediately fixed upon the most j hension to enlarge,
beautital object I had ever seen. It was a fe- , The brain of man, in its natural perfection of
male figure standing on a ledge of the rock on structure is capable of much more labir than
j the possessors of such brains care to enforce,
allowing untold mental ability to be forever lost.
To give the brain its proper food is a matter
of no meagre consideration; food that will di-
the hillside, and
Ne'er did Grecian ehisel chase,
A nymph, a naiad, or a grace,
Of finer form or fairer face.’
In one hand she held a basket of wild flowers, j g 0S [ an q leave strength of thought and concep-
with the other she was slowly waving her straw Hon j n elements of the brain. We search
hat, thus disheveling her fair hair, which glanc
ed like sunbeams around her sweet face. We
haa but a moment to look at this apparition for
it disappeared behind a clump of cedars.^
‘Is it a fairy, Father? whispered I. ‘No only
a pretty piece of flesh and blood, quietly re- j
turned the old man,' Surely nothing mortal
can b* so beautiful,’ insisted I. Ha only smil- j
ed, saying, ‘we shall see; I suspect she is the i
Colonel’s daughter.’ We rode on in silence, I, |
thinking of every beautiful woman I had ever
read of. I was full of my classics. They brought
before me a draamol ‘Fair Women.’ Minervat
—No, too delicate for her.—Diana, no, too gentle
—Venus, no, too pure—Cleopatra—oh ! no, I
would not name them together. My meditation
was cut short by our driving up to Colonel
Bmith's gate and my Father telling me to jump
out and open it. What a prosaic termination
to my romantic revery. We were cordially re-
cieved and at once made to feel we were in the
home of a friend. We were immediately shown
to our rooms that we might get rid of our travel
stains before being presented to the assembled
family. I must admit I brushed my hair a lit
tle more assidiously and tied my cravat more
carefully than was my wont, yet did not feel sat
isfied with myself, although I must plead guilty
to a little personal vanity. On entering the
parlor I was introduced to two pretty girls, but
in vain my eyes searched the room lor the love
ly vision I had seen on the mountain side. A
deep feeling of disappointment depressed me.
I was at the age to be awkward and shy, and
made, lam sure a very unfavorable impression
on the two lovely girls who tried to entertain
me. At last my father said in his brusque
way.
‘Are these all your daughters? We saw a
very handsome young lady on the hill side as
we eame down, and thought she might be one
of your children.'
‘ My oldest daughter walked home with some
young neighbors this evening,’ said Col. Bmith
‘You may have seen her; she will return to
morrow and I will take pleasure in introduc
ing her to you-’
Again I was all excitement and expecitation.
In vain were the good natured efforts of the
ladies to engage me in conversation. I saw my
father was chagrined at my appearing so badly
before his old friend, I was the pride of his heart.
The old gentleman gently reproved me for it
when we went to our rooms. I went to bed down
cast and mortified.
The next morning the elders of the party rode
off on horseback: the young ladies proposed I
should walk with them to a mineral spring,
which bubbled out from the side of the moun
tain not far off They tried to amuse me, but
they became uncomfortable, tor I was still too
shy and abashed to join in their merry talk.
We soon reached the spring and sat down on
the mossy bank beside it. Suddenly Miss Lucy
sprang up from her half reclining position and
exclaimed:
‘ This spring posseses wonderful properties.
If you stoop over it without moving head or
the market for the most wholesome food, the
article that will insure most vigor and muscle
to our physical structure, then why not search
the literary market for brain food? the effect is
quite as marked.
A literary paper iu a household is more tell-
ng in its good effects than that of beefsteak
bought for years. Please do not understand me
as advising yon to abandon your beefsteak, oh,
no, we would soon have no brains if we did not
have some beef; but a gentle (medium is what I
would suggest, less meat, more literary food.
-The local papers of different or various towns
and cities abound in matters of local movements,
light gossip, and sometimes furnish correct in
form .tion regarding financial interests and the
political status of the day; the two latter items
very good for paterfamilias, letsnch persons pat
ronize these papers. I really advise them to
give newspapers their real and merited support.
But the household, where can it procure brain
food? Not in newspapers—certainly not. A
fine and well edited literary paper contains re-
eherehe articles of science, philosophy, and art.
even the romances in such papers fnraish fine
and elegant food for the brain, as there are soul
stirring writers who bring to our view, wonder
ful beautiesin nature, seemingly before hidden.
Buell writers portray the emotions of the human
heart in such lifelike vividness that the reader
immediately grasps an idea, and enlarges it by
observing the vast difl'erencesof emotions throb
bing in the breasts of the otherwise resembling
mass of humanity.
To feed the brain has ever been the requisite
of all civilized nations. It is an essential nec
essary to form a basis to a solid edifice of
fame. “A mind without culture,like a pile with
out inhabitants, to ruin tends,” hence see the
importance of selecting “literary food.”
Gather a sufficient comprehension of science;
cultivate au appreciation of art, add thereto a
tolerance for philosophy, thereby learning to
reason from causes to effect. Partake, with a
well ordered appetite, of Scriptural matter serv
ed from the columas of a literary paper. Hav
ing followed the above directions, mark the as
tonishing good results in the home circle, where
there are daughters whose minds will ex
pand into an excellent store-house of pure and
varied information; sons who will better un
derstand the cultivation of noble characteristics
of perfect manhood. The mother—-observe the
placid smile of satisfaction that beams from her
countenance as she watches day by day the
marvelous good effects ot literary food,partaken,
from the columns of a first-class literary paper.
The father of such a family does not regret the
dollars and cents dropped into the subscription
fund for a literary paper that yields such an
abundant harvest of literary culture.
Alice Chester.
July 21st 1STS.
In the way of worship in hot weather, a man
thinks he is doing well enough when he allows
his wife to go to church.