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I r PTOY SOUTH Eanshawe should be urged to drink anything that is disagreeable to him.• She turned sharply at the sound of my voice. A horribly baffled light flamed into her eyes— she looked as if she could have struck me. •Yon here?* she exclaimed, with an ugly sneer. ■How long since—if I may be so bold as to ask— did you feel it incumbent on you to attend my daughter's husband?' ‘Not until I found he stood in need of just such a friend as I oould be to him, 1 was my re tort, in a tone that sent the blood from her oheek. . _ She glared at me an instant with dilating eyes, and a sudden terror creeping over her hag gard features. She would have probed my soul with her fierce, vindictive gaze, had that been possible. , . Indeed 1* she said, scornfully. I think you ft very bold, not to say iDdelicftte f youDg la- dy. I shall mention this circumstance to Mrs. Frnsbawe.' „ . , , •Do so,* I said, ss haughtily as she had spoken herself. , ... •Louise engaged yon as a governess lor the children—not to wait upon her husband, were the barbed words to which she next gave utter- * D Coionel Fanshawe now turned on the pillow and looked at us-rather oddly, it seemed to "'i like to have Miss Palgrave here. She talks to me, and helps pass away the time that hangs so heavily on my hands. * Mrs. Vann caught her breath Bharply. • ‘Oh, in that case, I have nothing to say—of °°The sneers were still palpable, but Colonel Fanshawe did not seem to mind them. ‘Give- that glass to Miss Palgrave, if you please, ‘he said quite calmly, as if the ether subject were to be dismissed entirely. ‘If I should be thuBty, I will ask her for it ‘ . . He was speaking of the lemonade again, i saw Mrs. Vann give a quick start. Her counte nance changed. A panic-stricken ixpression came into her dilating eyes. She hesitated. •Did you hear?* said the sick man quenously. •Yes; but—' .. ..... •Miss Palgrave will remain with me until tne doctor comes,* he interrupted. ‘She can give me the lemonade as well as anybody else.* Oh, of course. ‘ Mrs. Vann had recoiled from me a few paces, was half way to the door, in fact. Evidently, her first purpose had been to take the glass with her. But she was shrewd enough to see that she oould no longer do this without exciting suspicion. Now she advanced, and held out her glass. I had extended my hand for it, when it slipped from her fingers, and shivered into fragments on the floor. She uttered a quick cry of consternation. ‘It was all my fault! How very careless of me! I will go instantly and prepare more of the lem onade. • . Colonel Fanshawe looked at her with curling lip- He must have seen it was no accident. •It is not necessary,* he said coldly. I shall drink no more of your preparations.* He spoke in a low, Btern tone that was full of meaning. The woman glared at him an instant with flame in her eyes, struggled with the words that rose to her lips, and at last went silently out of the room. (TO BE CONTINUED.) HENRIETTA BASQUE. THE GREAT WALKING MATCH. The effects on the ttflice Boy—The Herald’s Irish Reporters. The clever ‘Call Bey' of the New York Times, says that in common with many thousands in the community he feels intense relief that the •great national walking match* in Niblo’s Gar den is at an end. It upset everything, trade and domestic peace;included, and the mental strain it put upon "cflice boys wts terrible to contemplate. Youths in law c ffices left to copy records set ting forth the worldly conflicts of John Doe and Bichard Coe, have been discovered hours after wards with legal cap covered with: 3 o'clock: Kowell 225 Harriman 214 Ennis 208 And being remonstrated with by their employ ers, efler to bet 5 to 1 on the field.’ I have an e ffice boy whom I have always con sidered to teloDg to poor, but honest parents. The walk, however, has developed to me his im mense resources. Two or three times a day I hear him offering to ‘bet ye fifty dollars,’ and there is another equally wealthy boy from next door who takes all these bets, made on intricate and cunning calculations as to the endurance of the pedestrians. If it hf d not been for my mild and restrain ing influence incalculable sums would have been It st fight under my nose. At night these boys attack the Gilmore fort, stick their toeB in the bricks and climb up to the windows. Notwithstanding the big force of watchful patrolmen outside the Garden, the watchful pa- trolmer inside the garden is constantly sur prised by the familiar cry of ‘Hi! Hi! Johnny! here’s a place where ye can see,* and he discov ers that a small boy has removed a shiDgle or sheet of tin from the roof and is peering through the hole at a sight which thrills his very 60ul. That this mental strain is over I am earnestly glad. It is injurious to the young and dreadful annoying to the bosses. I think it beats in this respect the trouble caused by the fearful mortality in the families of c ffice boys. I had a bright little boy in my of fice two years ago who was a terrible sufferer ‘If you please sir, can I have to-morrow cff?‘ •Why? What do you want to dc?‘ •My aunt’s dead and I want to go the funeral.’ ‘I thought you said that your aunt died last week?* •No, sir, that was my grandmother.* Something Lad to be done to stop this deci mation of his family, I was in a constant source of grief. So one day after he buried a cousin I remarked to him—‘If any more of your rela tives die, I shall have to get another boy.* Strange to say this cured him. I tm glad the walking match iR over for an other reason, it will end the sufferings of the graduates oi Trinity College, Dublin, who have leen ‘doing* the maich for the Herald. How they have snfftred, being compelled to write that the Englishman, Rowell, was constantly ahead. They put blisters on his heels; made a convict ot him, dosed 1 0 Leary, and proved conclusively that Rowell must peg out. But Rowell did not, and then we find such para graphs i s these. •If on Saturday, nobody throws red pepper in his eyes, he may win. * _ ■Should some one give him a chloroformed bouquet the effect of this drng might ii jure his chances,* or the words to that effect. This is the class of Don’t-nail-his-ears-to-the- pump* advice. The reporters may be Irish and they may hvve bet their money the way their sympathies tend, but that a great newspaper should be used in this way to flaunt their vile suggestions is simply outrageous. 'J he Call Eoy. A beautiful little child of Mr. and Mrs. Lam- ber P. Kirby, of Oxford, only three years old, was resided to death recently. A ham boiler, filled witfi boiling water, was lilted from the kitohea stove, and the little one tell into it with the sad result already mentioned. Our Richmond Correspondence. THE BBIDGE QUESTION—ENTERTAINMENTS— PINA FORE A FAILURE— A GRAND ENTERTAINMENT IN PREPARATION THE NEGROES AND THE PREACHERS. Though news is rather scarce just at present in this city, I will proceed to give yon a ft w items, in hope that they may afford yon at least a passing interest Richmond is, as you may know, situated on the northern bank of James river, and right oppesite on the sonrthern side is the so-called oity of Manchester, a somewhat antediluvian place of abont six thousand inhabitants. These two cities were joined by a toll-bridge, until several years ago, when it also was concluded to connect them with a free-bridge for the mu tual convenience and improvement of both places. Snoh a bridge was therefore built at £he cost of some three or four hundred thousand dollars. And now an edict has gone forth from the commissioners, that this bridge is to be closed to day, except to foot-passengers, on ac count of its dilapidated condition, because the proper authorities either can not or will not ap propriate $1,600, the sum required for its re pair. They prefer lettiDg the costly structure fall into mins. There was an old city in Greece once upon a time, called Abdera, the inhabitants of which—however, we will not talk about that just now. We have had an abundance of entertainments this winter, and the series was capped last Monday by the representation of ‘H. M. S. Pin afore,’ which proved a dead failure. How a composition like that, trasby in a literary and painfully thin in a musical point of view, has happened to get into favor with the large vul- gus of London, New York, Philadelphia and other great cities, is one of those things that is past finding out by an ordinary mind. To Ik. honor of the critical mind of Richmond be it said, that it has dared to assert its independ ence of opinion in face of such precedents, by expressing its open and nr qualified disgust with the ephemeral creation. In alleviation ot the severe judgment of the public, be it said, however, that the company which performed •H. M. S.' was very bad. And while on the topic of theatrical matte: s we may as well state that some grand doings are goiDg forward here. A large number of iadiea and gentlemen of la haute voice are rehearsing Rossini's Cinderella, under the able snd tfficieui leadership of Mr. Charles Siegel, Richmond’s famous conductor. Judging from the interest manifested and the forces set in motion, we do not neritate to express our opinion, that this will be the grandest thing of the sort ever heard or seen south of Mason’s aud Dixion’s line. I hope half Atlanta will pay us a visit on thi.. oc casion. Cinderella is to be given for th9 benefit of ‘•The Retreat for the Sick,” a hospital connect ed with the Medical College of this piece, and managed by forty or fifty ladies of all denomi nations, the Jewish included. These noble women sacrifice time and labor with rare disin terestedness, often giving, instead of receiving, substantial aid, in order to afford assistance to the se of their unfortunate fellow-beings whom otherwise an adverse fate would preclude from the comforts money can procure. This is prac tical Christianity, broad, Catholic and benefi- cient as the light of the sud, whose Creator will not fail to shower blessitgs on the heads of this devoted band of true women, if, es we are taught to believe, there is any justice in heaven. This institution is admirably managed, owing in no sma 1 degree to the a siduous : are and attention of its conscien ious Superintendent, Dr. Wheat. We have bad a sort of religious crusade here also of late. The Roman Catholic clergy, anx ious about the salvation of the souls of their colored brethren, undertook to show them the right read to heaven, by giving them a lecture upon that subject once a week. No sooner was his done, than some Episcopal ministers fol lowed in the track, and opened another avenue to their colo:eii fellow travelers, whilst the Baptists did their best to keep them walking on the good, old way. The Rev. John Jasper I). D., lamons for his lectures about the moving oi the sud, also took a hand, trying to keep his flock from running astray. This emi nent divine has an exceedingly, forcible, logical and straight-forward way of inculcating h's doc trines. The other evening he had inspired his congregation with great awe, by detailing to them the horrors of the plagues of Egypt. When upon the subject of the vermin which covered that unhappy country, he, by way of Ciiustration, turned suddenly round to a white minister, who occupied the pulpit at his side, exclaiming : ‘And you know, trover D—, ho bothersome them is!’ We merely state this to show the powerful way Brother Jasper has *£ using the argumentum ad hominem, but whether this second rally served to morease the awe oi the hearers, we would not undertake to say. Well, time is rolling on, and we are looking forward to fhe future, seme with hope, Rome with fear, aDd some with indifference. But a lew years from now, we will all be indifferent, if that is Bny consolation. More anon from your obedient servant, O. T. E. FUN FOR OIJR FRIENDS. A two-Em brace—two girls of that name hugging each other. The man who told his wife she had made a fool of him was answered with a positive denial: ‘‘Be cause,” said the lady, “in that respect you are a self- made nr an.” Whieh was repartee to a husband. A wicked Western paper, in quoting the last freak of fashion in hose, says: “Stockings for fash ionable ladies are to have a snake workid in them; from which it may be safely inferred that men will no longer dread delirium tremens.” A new anecdote of Charles Lamb is to the follow ing effect: An unpopular head of a department came to Lamb one day aidk/nqijired: “Pray, Mr. Lamb, what are you, fbCSXjff’ “forty next birth day,” said Lamb. “j/dou'tTiKe your answer,” said the chief. “Nor I your question,” was Lamb's reply. A funny scene was witnessed a few days ago m the federal court at Lanvilie, Va.; the judge of which, (Kives( it will Jbe recollected, recently in structed his grand jury to indicta uumber of county judges for not t utting colored men on the juries. A colored man named Gravely was indicted for selling liquor without license. W hen he saw the jury before which he was to lie tried, about equally divided between white and black, he exclaimed: “For God’s sake, don’t let tlum niggers try me!” Efforts were made so paciiv him, but he insisted that, “niggers would bang,, a man just to see him kick.” Lord married a charming woman. She died, and he married a lady with a temper, Some one called on him the other day. and said, ‘‘where is your wife?” He answered: “She is in heaven. I am not; Lady is in the drawing-room.” A lady taking tea at a small company, being very fond of Lot rolls, was asked to have another. “Real ly, I cannot,” die modestly replied: “I don't know how many I have eaten already.” <‘l do,” unex pectedly replied a juvenile upstart, whose n.other had allowed him a seat at the table; “You've eat eight; I’ve been countin'!” An exchange speaks of a party at which a “Miss Eliza Head was crowned Qu< on of the Belles.” is this the person spoken of as “uneasy Eliza Head that wears a crown ? One of the best kinds of training for a pedestrian is to have liis ^iri live about twenty miles from his home, with no railroad or stage communications, and the horses all busy. A Syracuse school mistress thought to puzzle her juvenile class, and asked them where all the pins go. A little boy replied that all the other boys bent ’em. and laid 'em on the seats, but be didn’t want to tell where they went. Lovely woman is getting tired of walking matches. If she will run a race with the washerwoman—try ing to get the shirt buttous on as fast as the fiend of the washboard rubs them off—she will earn glory for herself, even though sir- get worsted in the struggle. “In my airly days,” remarked the old man as he shovelled coal into the school-house bin, ‘‘they didn't use coal to keep us school young *uus warm, I kin tell yon.” What did they use?” asked a boy near by. A sad, far-away look seemed to pass over the old man’s face as he quietly responded, ‘ Birch —my boy—birch!” A sceptic who was badgering a simple-minded old man about a miracle and Balaam’s ass, finally said: “Howls it possible for an ass to talk like a man?” “Wei',’’ replied an honest old believer, with meaning emphasis, ‘‘I don't see why it ain't as easy for an ass to talk like a man as it is for a man to talk like an ass.” The sequel to that beautiful song by Eugene Field, “Grease the Griddle, Birdie Barling,” is just out. We have only room for one stauza: Scratch my back, oh brown-eyed Mabel, Throw the buckwheat flour away; Scratch as long as you are able; Harder, stronger; that's thfe way. Somewhat higher, little lower; Closer to the shoulder-blade; Dig!!! Good heavens, go it slower! Murder! Thunder! Come, that's played, A contemporary, noticirg the appointment of a friend as postmaster, says: “If he attends to the mails as well as he docs to the females, he will make a very attentive and efficient officer.” A young man who was about to be adjudged in sane interposed the following plea: “I can prove my sanity. No lunatic ever admits his insanity. I admit that I am insane; therefore I am sane.” Princess Louise, at the “drawing room” last week, was prettily attired in a princess gown of black satin, with which she wore many diamonds Many of the ladies wore lull dress, and many others wore gowns high about the throat ZOLINE VISITE. The Three Greatest Modern Novelists. Dr. Jas. Clarke expresses the opinion that ‘the three greatest nr veli-ts in our time are women — George Sand in France, George Eliot in Eng land, Mrs. Stowe in America. Each may be ex celled in some respects by other writers.; they lave less humor than Dickens ; do not narrate as vividly as Scott ; are less picturesque than one writer; have Jess power of tiagedy than another. But in that supreme force of genius which penetrates and impresses the soul, they are UDsurpassed. Mrs. Stowe’s ‘Uncle Torn’ was a genuine inspiration, not a work of calculation, or will, but sent down when moBt needed. It came in the darkest days of theanti- sli very struggle, when Herod had joined with Pilate, whigs with democrats, to put down all slavery discussion. The book appeared, and all mankind began to discuBs slavery. One hundred thousand copies were sold here in eight weeks, a million in England in a year. Down to 1862 it had been translated into French, German, Dutch, Danish, Swedish, Portuguese, Spanish, Italian, Welsh, Russian, Polisi'4 Magyar, Wend, Wallachian, Armenian, Aiabio, Romaic, Chinese, and Japanese. The sale still continnes, as I learn, as also of those charming pictures of New England character and scenery in Orr’s Island,’ ‘Oldtown Folks,’ etc.’ Some of George Sand’s early books are not to be re commended ; but her later ones are not only nnobjectionable, but give us a nobler type of womanhood than can be found since Shake speare. Like his Portia, they combine intellect, purity, conscience, and tenderness. They de vote themselves to lowly duties with a self-sacri fice which claims no merit and pretends to no superiority. The soul is that of an angel; the life one of humble duty. They can love with entire devotion, but the passion of their heart is so controlled by conscience and reason that it appears as a comforting warmth, not a con suming fire. And these qualities are gradually revealed by a series of delicate touches, each almost imperceptible. Her plots are very sim ple, her characters few, and an artistic unity keeps all parts from excess. The power of George Eliot over the reader appears from the way in which her characters are discussed, as if they were real men and women. How far Doro thea was right or wrong in her marriage ; whether Gwendolen did not deserve a better fate ; whether Deronda is not, perhaps, a little imbecile, or if, indeed, he is not rather a Chris tian hero ; whether the Jewess is only a child's doll, or whether she is the essence of all heaven ly beauty—such are the questions which shake society to its foundation on the appearance of each of these novels. Yet I think it must be admitted that her books, instead of improving, like those cf George Sand, degenerate. They become more empty of conviction, purpose, hope. A barren creed is slowly sapping the springs even of her exuberant powers. All Actress’ Funny Mistake. Madame Elise Yon Stamwitz—the charming and beautiful Russian Actress is a great admi rer cf Rose Eytinge, and once at the Broadway Theatre testified her affectionate admiration by a tribute as spontaneous as it was graceful. She had been greatly moved by Miss Etynge's fine and feeling delineation of the’Women of the People’ and leaning from her private box presented hei with a basket of flowers. Miss Eytinge reaching up to take the flowers, found herself ep. braced by the beautiful arms of her admirer, who bent and kissed her, amid the ap plause of the audience. An amusing mistake in her English—in which language she is rarely in error—is one that she is fond ot relating. She greatly admirt s Miss EytiDge’s eyes, and to describe them, spoke to a gentleman one evening of the lady’s ‘beautiful venison eyes.* •Venison eyes? 1 repeated the be wildered gentleman. ‘Yes, venison eyes! There it is, on the bill of fare.* ‘Eut we do not say venison eyes in English,* persisted the gen tleman. ‘Yes, yon Go! You must! Yoo know how they turn and look at you with the beauti ful velvety eyes! 1 'Oh, you mean deer,‘ replied the gentleman, greatiy relieved, and Madame Von Stamwitz proceeded to relate how, at cer tain seasons, when living£on the estates of her own family, she bad shot the pretty animals, for she is fond of the sport, and, it is said, is a dex terous markswoman. Why Will Ton Allow a cold to advance in your system aDd thus encourage more serious malauies, such as Pmiemonla, Henimonhajjes aud Lull” troubles when an immediate relief cau be so readily attained ? Boschf e’s German r yrup has gained the largest sale in the world for the use of Coughs, Golds and the severest Lung Dis eases, Ii is Dr. Boseliee's famous German prescription, aud is prepared with the greatest care, and no fear need be entertained iu administering it, to the youngest child as per directions. The sale of this medicine is unpre cedented. Since first introduced there has been a con stant increasing demand and without a single report of a failure to do its work in any case. Ask your druggist as to the truth of these remarks. Large size 75 cents. Try it and be convinced. 196-e,o w-St Take all sorrows out of file, and you take away all richness, and depth, and tenderness. Sorrow ia the furnaoe that melts selfish hearts together in love. Answers to Correspondents. George Freeman’ Jacksonville, Fla., writes: “A young lady said tome last evening,‘I don’t wish you to bring Mr. to see me; he is not a gentle man.’ Now, tbeyoung man alluded to, is one of the cleverest fellows in town. He works to-be- sure; lie is a mechanic: bat he is well educa-ed, well behaved and neatly dressed; perfectly steady and honorable, aud comes from a plain but respectable family. I call him a gentleman, and I told her so. What is your definition of the word gentleman?” Your enumeration of the qualities of your friend comprise all the really essential qualifications ofa gentleman, but the society idea embraces some thing more—an aesthetic refinement of taste and polish of manner that perhaps your friend does not possess Dr. Holmes tells us that to be a gen tleman requires two or three generations of culture and social distinction: but alter all.Thackeray iu his noble lecture on George IV—calleu the first gentle man in Europe—gives us the best definition of a gentleman extant Here It is, “What Is ittobea gentleman? It Is to have .ofty aim6: to lead a pure life; to keep your honor virgin: to have the esteem of your fellow-citizen and the love of your firesides; to bear good fortune meekly; to suffer evil with con stancy: and through evil or good to maintain truth always. Show me the happy man whose l'feexhib its such qualities, him we will salute as gentleman, no matter what his rank may be.” Annie of Atlanta writes; “I have just seen a copy of a neat pamphlet published by Dr. Woolley—the Opium Cure man. It holds out great hope to the afflicted. Do you believe in it? 1 ask, because the pamphlet leads off with a story by you—“The mys tery of Helen Birne”—in which there is a vivid de scription of the horrors of the opium habit, offset by the happiness of a cure through Dr. Woolley’s antidote. Have you a personal knowledge of its efficacy? Don't think me inquisitive. I have a very serious reason for asking.” The story was only a paid for contribution. I have no personal experience of the efficacy of the Opium Cure, having had, I am glad to say, no need to test it, as I never took a dose cf opium, morphine or any of the extracts of tbe wierd poppy in my life. Indeed, I have little partiality for drugs, and the whole pharmacopiae may go begging for me, so long as an orange or a lemon can be had. “If you are sick, eat an orange and do without your break fast; if that does not cure you, eat two oranges and do without your dinner” is my father's favorite pre scription, and I have often had It to restore a slightly deranged system to a healthful balance. As regards Dr. Woolley’s Opium Cure, however, I have acquaintances who have used it, who testify to the great benefit they have derived from it; and Dr. Woolley’s success—the rapid increase in his bus iness here, prove that his patients flud relief from his treatment. H. B , Brunswick, Ga„ asks: “What are our re spective rights in the verses “Yellow Jessamine” sent you some time ago, if you remember? Would you like an occasional Sea-side letter?” We remember the poem—sweetand subtle like its namesake—and would gladly claim a right to it, but it has some how gone—exhaled from the nook to which it had been consigned. Would you kind ly make it bloom again? An occasional “sea-side letter” would be acceptable. Your private one, as fragrant with friendliness as with the flow ers it enclosed, was read with interest, though want of time has interfered with a rep'y. I understand tbe feeling you express in the words “One flags sometimes, no ma*ter how earnest or energetic gen erally. I feel as though I had drifted into a mental quagmire and needed a friendly intellectual bout to sit me squarely on my feet again.” Mrs. S. G. A: Your sketch appears this week. It Is well and feelingly written. We say this in reply t^ the request: “If you see one little germ of talent in the piece, tell me, and I will nurse it faithfully, perhaps in time it may bloom Into a flower; albeit an humbleone. On the other hand, If you decide that I am one of the many ‘would-be’s’ tell me can didly. I trust that I am above the ambition of see ing my name in print, but I am not above the am bition of giving my best thoughts to the world that my friends and my children may read them and possibly love me better.” This we think a worthy and womanly utterance. Mrs. L. S. V.—a lady of the highest respectability in Canton, Ga., wishes two handy and honest fe male helps about her house, to whom she would give good rooms, moderate wages and the comforts of a pleasant home. Respectable girls or women who may wish such a place can commun.cate with our correspondent. L. H. L. ( Geneva. Y’our poem was received and carefully read. It is too long for a newspaper, and it is always a risk—pecuniarily to publish a long poem in a volume, but the narrative style of your poem—its easy-flowing rhyme aud graphic inci dents may make it as popular as it is readable. Thanks for your kind words. Virginia Barrington: We have sent the papers and await another sketch. Give one with some local coloring and a little dash of humor. You can, I think. The story we published was very good. I. I. C., Memphis Tenn.: We will make room for your M. S soon. Send a short sketch of your new surroundings. The misfortunes of Memphis attach a peculiar interest to this city by ttie river. The New Orlean - Times says.it is not recuperating—be coming a fossil; but the Appeal showsplenty of life. The Times is too hard upon Memphis. Mutual mis fortunes should have made it more kind. Readers of the Sunny South often ask after the author of “Waiting for the Dawn.” Devon says: I am nineteen years old, I live in the country, am not able to go off to college, but have a pretty fair foundation for an education, ai d desire to build upon it by reading. I have a few books of history, travels; etc., what else should I buy? Do you think it advisable to read novels ? I v. ould add to my list some books on natural sci ence. Geology, Zto'ogv etc.—that wi’l employ your faculty of observation, and teach you to find “ser mons in stones and good in everything”—the trees and animals around you. Browne's and Johnstone’s English Classics, will give you an outline idea of the best writers and tliefr styles. Buskins’ books will be found suggestive of thought and stimulative of the imagination. As for novels, it is in this form that information about society, character, manners, and motives and tendencies oi.action is made most im pressive. But we will give you Dr. James Clarke s views about novel reading. He commends it highly but gives these rules for general use: “1. Do not read many novels, but read the best ones often. 2. Read slowly,and reflect on what you read, 2. The good novel is one which leaves your mind in a healthy state, fit for any work, and for daily duty. It is a refreshment, not a dissipation. It docs not dissipate the strength, but recreates it. 4. The good novel takes a cheerful view of li/e, and a kindly view of men. 5. A novel is immoral which assumes that men will go wrong, that society is corrupt, etc. “Maxwell” asks: “What are .the rules for writing poetry?” We suppose Maxwell refers to the con struction of verses according to the received idea of rhyme aud measure, lie will find rules for these in most rhetorics, iu Parkers Aids to Composition. These with a rhyming dictionary will enable one to manufacture machine poetry. If not,there is a work just out called Every Man his own Poet or the In spired Recipe B„ok by W. H. Mallock, author of the New Republic. By its aid you can make yourself a Tennyson ora Swinburne as your tastes point. _* . Correspondence Wanted. A gentleman engaged in planting desires a enr- rcspondcnce with au intelligent aud accomplished young lady between twenty-five and thirty-five years of age. Good reference given if desired. Address X Y Care of Sunny South, Atlanta, Gfe. Consumption Cured.—An old physician, retired from practice, having had placed in his hands by aa Fast India missionary the formula of a simple Vegetable rem edy for the speedy and permanent cure of consumption, bronchitis, catarrh, asthma, aud all fnroat and lung afiVc- tions, abo a positive aud radical cure for nervous d*bil- itj and ail nervous complaints, after having tested its wonderlul curative powers in thousands of cases, has felt it hi» duty to make it known to bis suffering lellows. Actuated by this motive and a desire to relieve human suffering, l will send free of charge to all wuo de-ire it, this recipe, with full directions for preparing aud usings iu G' rmai., French • r English, bent by mail by address- ing with stamp, naming this puper. W. W. SHEUaK, lb7-e.o.w£>ia Ii# Towers' Block, Rochettar, N. Y