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ATLANTA, GEORGIA, MAY 3. l«9,
ProC. Scomp on the Importance of the
firrpk Language. A Pleasant Episode in
College I.ife.—The learned Professor of Greek in
Emory College, Oxford, is an extraordinary man,
both as regards scholarly attainments and natural
afoiliiy. A man of marked individuality. You
would single him out in a crowd for his powerful
physical development, even before you were near
enough to catch the keen flash ol his eye, or see the
VUick changes in his strong, tine, somewhat rugged
face as he converses, and his conversation is
something wonderful, from his perfect command of
words, his incisive analysis, and the clear, pictorial
way in which he sets his thoughts before you.
much of which flexibility, fullness and potency 01
-expression is due, no doubt, to his research in the
■<srreek language, and his familiarity with the rich
Greek masterpieces of literature.
But the Professor is no dry repository of ancient
•learning. He keeps pace with the times, is progres
-sive, social, genial, yet withall modest almost to
dcasliiulness. He showed this charac-eristic last
■week, to the delight of the Oxford beys with whom
4»eisa great favorite. They wanted to give some
•expression to their admiration and affection for
this teacher who makes a “dry” language so nter-
•esting by his lucid and comprehensive interpreta
tion of its beauties. A handsome gold-headed cane
suggested itself to their minds, as a fitting tribute,
though it seems hardly appropriate to the six feet
and broad shoulders of the Professor. They chose
as spokesman and presentee Mr. W. P. Woolley,
son of Dr. B. M. Woolley, of this city—a young gen
tleman ■ f promising intelligence and elocutionary
•ability. At the appointed tim>,the lecture room
SUed suddenly with Freshmen, Sophomores, Ju
niors, and Seniors, and Professor Scomp looked
•round at the unwonted assembly in surprise. Noi
did he understand what it meant, until after the
•roll call, Mr. Woolley rose and began his address.
As he proceeded in a strain as eulogistic as it was
sincere, the Professor “blushed like a girl” and be
fore its close tears stood in his keen, kindly eyes
In the beginning of his earnest and felicitous
speech (which by the way was finely spoken) Mr.
Woolley said that “the student, amid the many
perplexities of college life, needs the kindly encour
aging, and yet duty-commanding words of a friend-
lie needs a guide to lead him along the rugged
mountain paths of knowledge, and to point out the
■distant inviting landscape, and the many flowers
and fruits that spring from wisdom’s path. Sir.
such a kind, tender teacher, and faathful guide you
have here been to us. Unflinching in your duty,
zealous and devoted to vour cause, impartial to J
your pupils, caring alike for the interests of each,
you have proved yourself a combination of an
-earnest teacher and true friend.”
Taken by surprise as he was, the Professor re
sponded in a very leeling and appropriate manner,
expressing his appreciation of the valuable gift,
and yet more of the motive which prompted it
complimenting the speech with which it had been
delivered, and taking occasion to allude to the dim
culties and rewards of the study of his wed beloved
Greek. He said: “Could the student just entering
upon the study of Greek but look beyond the seem
ingiy insurmountable difficulties which encounter
him at the threshold; could he but see the Elysian
fields in the distance; could he but know the rich
ness of the noble tongue which he is beginning t(
learn; could he know its treasures of history, its
wopderful philosophy, its mags$4»eut <E^ic and
marvellous lyric poetry, its infinite forms of the
dramatic chorus which modern poetry has not
•even successfully imitated, much less added to the
original stock. Could the young student’s ken but
grasp the wealth of Grecian literature, could his
ear but be attuned to the cadence of .tcolian song;
could he feel the delicate, yet majestic power 01
Grecian thought, which no power of the translator
can adequately express; could he, I say, but under
stand all this at the beginning, how delightful
would be the teacher’s task ! But alas! The mo
notony and difficulty which students encounter at
the very portal of Grecian learning deter hosts of
tlnse who enter upon the study and thousands turn
back here. Others with inadequate preparation for
the collegiate course, and looking chiefly at the
honors to be attained by graduatio , seek rather to
attain their object by avoiding than by mastering
the obstacles which lie in the path.
Only the very few who with ample preparation
ai d by patient labor, master the difficuiiies of the
way. at last repose in the shade at the end of the
journey, and enjoy the golden fruit which rewards
him who reaches the goal. 1
“The First Whip-poor-will Song.”-No
sound that announcss the return of spring greets
the ear more pleasantly than the notes of the whip-
poor-will. Coming upon the evening air with a dis
tinctness that half startles the hearer, it still does
not seem out of unison with the thoughts of the
hour. For though the three syllables are spoken
with energy, there is no harshness in the tones.
Indeed there is in them a pathos as if the speaker
himself were the poor Will upon whom the punish
ment is to be inflicted, and the utterance seems
more of a prayer than an order. Being heard just
as the dusky shadows of night are gathering the
earth In their embrace, they invite the listener to
•review the day that is closing, and to pardon any
■one against whom a feeling of resentment may
have arisen. These three words, spoken as if but
the teaching of “some unhappy Master” may
awaken a train of thought that may send one from
-an evening stroll “a sadder and a wiser man.”
Nor is this all that we may learn from this bird.
Ungainly of figure and ungraceful of movement it
shrinks from observation, and makes its abode so
persistently amid thickets and brambles that it is
rarely seen. It cannot please the eye—but having
an ability to charm the ear, it Ireely gives usol the
one talent it possesses. Hiding away during the
hours of light when its uncouth form might disgust
the beholder, it comes forth amid the darkening
twilight and gratifies the hearing with its brief
•words of song. May we not learn from this to ex
ercise a studied care in withdrawing from observa
tion whatever about us may be offensive while we
as diligently strive to give to the world the benefit'
of our best gifts? Many of us are charged with a
little honey, and a great deal of poison. Let us
offer the honey to those around us, concealing if
possible the fact that there is any poison in our
xiatore. * *
Concert of the Mendelssohn Club—Madame
Shultxe.—A most enjoyable feature of the delight
ful concert given in Atlanta last Monday evening
■by the Boston Mendelssohn Quintette Club, was
he piano performance of Madame Shultze of this
■city. Her rendering of several difficult composi
tions was so true and powerful as to elicit the
warmest encomiums from the critical members of
the club. She shared the honors of the evening
with Mrs. Knowles, who sang in her usual pure and
brilliant style and received a perfect ovation cl
applause and flowers. *
The Prisoners of Matamoran—A Magnaili-
inous Mexican.—Now that our government is
forming more intimate commercial if not political
relations with Mexico, anything relating to that
country and people is of interest. Captain Potter
in the May number of the American Magazine of
History has some reminiscences of the Texas Revo
lution, particularly of t e capture, adventures and
trials of the twenty-one Americans, tak^n prison
ers by Gen, Urua and confined so long in Mata-
moras, where tney were fed principally by charity
and made to perform menial offices. Captain Pot
ter had made various unavailing efforts to obtain
the pardon of these daring young rebels, who had
been reprieved through a proclamation of amnesty
issued on the e- e of their execution, when they had
written their farewells to friends and kindred anu
nerved themselves to meet death in a few hours
But this retrieval must soon be at an end, and the
victory of the Texans at San Jacinto had still far
ther exasperated the Mexican Government. It was
at this time that Gen. Nicholas Bravo, Vice Presi
dent of the Mexican Confederation, was assigned
to the command of the army of Matamoras. His
name was already a sy nonym for a magnanimity
rare a> that time, and with a people noted for re
vengeful instincts. During the war of Mexico with
.Spain, both Don Nicholas Bravo and his father had
commands in the field. The eider Bravo was cap
tured by the enemy; the son felt that his father's
late was sealed, for Spain showed no mercy to the
rebels. He had at that time a number of Spanish
prisoners in his hands, and for fear the temptation
to retaliate would be too strong for him to over
come, he immediately released them. When.they
were safe he iheard of liis father's execution. It
was to this brave officer that Captain Potter trem
blingly presented the petition si ned by the prison
ers of Matamoras. It stated that the petitioners
were the first token and the last retained of all the
prisoners mude in the late campaign; that they
had seen the sword three times suspended over
them, when it was averted by the decree of amnesty:
that they bad petitioned General Urea in vain for
the liberation which that decree had pledged to al!
whom it relieved from the penalty of death; and
that they supplicated from the General now in
command the boon before denied. The closing ap
peal was as follows: “Appealing to that heart
which has known the agony of a father's martyr
dom, and trusting in the generosity which refused
to retaliate so cruel a blow, we call on your Excel
lency to consider the woes of our own parents and
kindred, who have long bewailed us as dead, and
would now view our reappearance among them as
a return from the tomb. For the sake, not of us.
but of those beloved mourners, grant that we may
behold them again, and their prayers shall call
down Heaven's choicest blessing on the head of the
magnanimous Bravo.”
Captain Potter says: “When I presented this pe
tition I got my first view of the tall state.y figure
of Bravo, with what might be called a Spanish ver
sion of .Washington’s face. He motioned me to a
seat, and taking another himself, proceeded to read
with apparent close attention the paper I had
handed him. How intently did I watch his manly
impassable features as he read down one page, and
turned to another, till he came to the end. His
face told nothing, but I thought or imagined there
was a slightly longer breath when he came to the
line which alluded to his father. Having finished
the slow reading, he as deliberately refolded the
paper, and turning to me said: ‘This is Tuesday. 1
will answer this communication on Thursday.’ On
Thursday I again called, and in reply to my inqui
ry he said: ’I have reported on this matter to the
Government.’ My hopes sank. ‘When,’ inquired I,
•may an answer he expected from the Govern
ment?” ‘Perhaps’ said he, ‘in twelve days.’ My
hopes did not rise. It was only three or four days
after the second interview that, when I had lain
down for a siesta, a friend bolted into my room,
and cri^d out, ‘The prisoners are free^’ I said ‘let
me see and I will believe.’ I went to the door, and
the liberated men came flocking around me-
Bravo, I have no doubt, had determined, when he
HrSIJ'eaADie petiLio*i,to libflrfttfl the jsriaoAoTS, irne
found that their memorial gave a correct statement
of facts, and his report to the Government proba
bly stated that intent. The friends of the prisoners
in the course of a week or two enabled them to
secure passages to New Orleans.”
Captain Potter bears testimony to the better side
of the Mexican character, and shows them capable
of kindness even to an alien and hostile enemy.
The daughter of the distinguished General Allende
was worthy of her brave sire, who gave his life for
his country; aDd her husband, Don Lojero showed
a kind interest in the prisoners' wellfare, which is
all the more to be commended, since, as Captain
Potter admits, quick retaliation is characteristic ol
the Mexicans; and as a rule they save the nselvex
the trouble of forgiving their enemies by doingas a
Spanish prince munster congratulated himself <>n
having done. He was ephorted in nislast moments
by his Confessor to forgive his enemies. “Father,”
said the dying Christian, “I have none to forgive; I
have had them all shot.” *
existence, to be ahead in all things. Ills this am
bition that has given him his reputation as one of
the leading men in the R: iiroad Passenger busi
ness of ihe United States.
When but twelve years of age, Beverly W. Wrenn
assumed his own support, becoming telegraph
operator in the Post office Department of the Con
federate States Government. Subsequent to the
war he became the Corresponding Secretary of the
Southern Express Company—in 1868 Superinten-
dant of the Telegraph of the Western A Atlantic
Railroad. On the 21st of April 1869 be was appointed
to his present position of General Passenger Agent
of that road, and for seven years has held the same
position for the Kennesaw Route. And now in ad
dition to the two responsible offices named, he is
Secretary of the North Georgia 8tock and Fair as
sociation. His several offices devolve upon him a
vast amount of work for hand and brain. It is
doubtful if any man in the Railroad Passenger bus
iness in the country accomplishes a like amount of
work, and when added to this, the labors of the
office of Secretary of the Fair Association some
conception may be had of the amount of work Mi
Wrenn gets through with.
His positions bring him in contact with men of
all classes, and among his co-temporaries he is per
sonally, as well as officially very popular. Yet not
one can state that Mr. Wrenn was ever known to
indulge in liquor or even to smoke a cigar. Is it
assuming too much to say that to this, more than
to any other cause is due his success in life? His
brain never muddled by intoxicating drink—but
always clear for “business,”—may account for that
prompt attention, and that rapid dispatch of wo,k
which have placed him, unaided by wealth or other
extraneous influence in the very first position in
the Passenger department of one of the leading
highways of railroad travel, pi the world.
His industry is no doubt greatly due to his tem
perate habits, that leave his fresh energy and bod
ily and mental vigor untainted and unimpaired. No
man ever complains of his neglect of business, and
if his promises to the public are ever unfulfilled, it
must be due to causes unforeseen and out of the or
dinary.
Corporations may not deserve the popular re
proach of being “without souls,” but they at least
will not long maintain in positions men who do
not deserve their confidence. Mr. Wrenn’s long
continuance at the head of the Passenger Depart
ment of the Western & Atlantic Railroad, under the
management of such able, shrewd and observant
officials as exjtifcrvemor Biown and General Wm.
MacRae, attests his faithful services in his official
capacity.
His second election to the Secretaryship of the
North Georgia Stock and Fair Association, com
posed as it is of the most prominent, wealthy and
influential business men of Atlanta, show the ap
preciation in which his talents are held among the
"folks at home.” He is truly a man of the age,
full of life, vigor and sagacity, and his temperate
habits, and industry, render him well deserving
this voluntary prediction of yet greater success in
life. *
Autobiograhy of a Florida Orange.; SOCIETY NEWS.
Fashions, Amusements and Gossip.
Bayard Taylor's Method of Composing.—
From the beginning to the end. always and every
where, he was the man of letters, consecrated to the
task of putting into literary form the observations,
experiences, emotions, and aspirations of life. His
ideal artist was Goethe, whose calmness he sought
to attain, whose universality he aspired to emulate.
He never forgot that he was an author- author by
profession, not from necessity, but from love of the
craft. As a traveller, he had a th--tight to note
down what he saw, in letters and U - ks, and he
was untiring in his diligence to master verything
that went to make his letters and boots worth
reading—languages, historical facts, local peculiari
ties, national traits, antiquities, arts, the influence
of institutions and men. His method was rather
the method of painstaking labor than of quick in
sight. On one occasion, after listening with great
interest to a lecture on Moscow, a hearer said to
him that his method recalled a visit he had made,
a few days before, to the studio of Church, who bud
on his easel the celebrated picture of Niagara. The
painting was considerably advanced, and the visitor
put to the artist the obvious question, “How soon
will the work be finished?” The artist measured
the canvas with his eye, and quietly said that, at
the rate of his proceeding, so many days in the
week, so many hours in the day, the picture would
be completed in about two weeks. He worked
teadily, gaining ground inch by inch, and was cer
tain that, if each detail was conscientiously exe
cuted. the final result would be harmonious to the
eye and true to nature. Mr. Taylor was struck and
gratified by the comparison. “Yes,” said he, “'hat
is the way; Put the parts together, and you make
the whole.” But this is not the way of geniu-*; and
genius, it is commonly allowed, Mr. Taylor had
not. He may have had what was more serviceable,
bat he had not that.—Frothingham in yorlh Ameri
can Review.
A Man of the Age.—An Eastern tourist arriv-
4g recently In Atlanta, remarked: “I want to see
B. VV. Wrenn, the General Passenger Agent of the
Kennesaw Route.”
“He is the man for you to see if yonr advertising
medium is a good one,” responded a bystander.
“Thank you, I have no favors to sk of him,” the
gentleman replied, “but I want to see the style of
the man who has excelled every other I have any
knowledge of in advertising his business, except
the proprietor of Drake's Plantation Bitters, S. T.
1860x.”
Some one explains the latter to mean, “Started
trade in i860 with ten dollars.” But Mr. Wrenn is
slightly ahead of P. H, Drake. It is a part of his
The death of Gen John A. Dix, at his residence
in New York, on the 20th Inst. clo«ed a remarkable
public career. The General, who was eighty-ono
when he died had served as an ensign in the war of
1812. had held the office of Adjutant-General and
Superintendent of public schools in New York i-
1833, was United States Senator in l#l5, Assistant
Treasurer in 1853, Secretary of the .Treasury in 1800
after Howell Cobb's resignation, which office he
held when he telegraphed to Mobile (then virtnally
seeeded from the Union) the famous message, “If
any one attempt to haul down the American flag
shoot him on the spot.” During the war be was a
Major General of united volunteers, w»s placed in
command of the Maryland Department, was after
wards transferred to Fortress Monroe, and then
made coipmandsji^ of the Department of the East.
In 1866 h^wiis’
publican Gov-
years has be
la the Idris
time lor literary
Stn e papers published “The Resources of the city
of New York” (1827,) “Decisions of the Superinten
dent ot Common Schools of New York and the
Laws Relating to Common Schools,” 1837. “A Win
ter in Madeira,” 1851, and “A Summer in Spain and
Florence.” 1855, *
Colored Sentiment and Romance.
When I first opened my eyes and saw the
light of this world, I heard a lady spe.-kiDg to
her nusband, saying, ‘My dear, here is the first
bloesjm: it is the bud of car coming fortune.'
So say ing, she drew me rom my place of conceal
ment, behind two leaves, and showed me to her
husband, who stooped and pat his nose right
into my face, which I considered a great insult.
The n xt day a little girl came with her mother,
who Ptoopod and pn! her nose right into my face,
and then lifted up the little one, w! o did the
same thing; I was very much iffronted and
could baidiy contain myself,
•What a lovely fragrance,’ slid the lady.
‘Mamma, what does fragrance mean ?' said the
little girl.
■Fragrance, my dear,’said her mother, ‘means
sweetness of smell: when you smell anything
sweet, it is fragrant,'
I then understood their actions, which I uud
thought so queer, and was mneb obliged to her
for the explanation.
The sick lady, who was the first to disoover
me, used to come every day and sit where Bhe
could see me, for the physician told her she
must sit in the sun as muoh us p ssible. Every
now and then she would look up and say ‘My
sweet little blossom, how muoh I think of you
you are so beautiful that I do not wonder that
you are the chosen flower of the bride.’
One day my beautiiul leaves fe 1 off, and oh
how sorry I felt, for I did not grow as beautiful
as I was before. Despite all my striving and
hard work, I was only u small green thing, a lit
tle larger than the head of a pin, and I began
complaining: Is this all I have come to be aitex
all my striving and hard work?
'My little orange must not complain; som
day, if you do not, I promise that y on shall be
the fairest of the fair, and crowds of people shall
come to admire you.'
I looked np and saw a little man about three
inches high, dressed so d; zztingly bright that it
hurt my eyes to look at him.
‘What is your name,’ I ast ed, with fear.
‘I am an angel of the Sun,and am usually cal!
ed San beam.'
So say ing, he left me. I began to feel better,
and decided to take a new start and grow as fast
as I could.
One day I noticed that the lady did not corne
as nsual, and missed her very much; for two
weeks she did not appear; and the day after 1
saw a coffin borne by four men, and followed by
her weeping h; sband, pzss along by the side ol
the grove and go np the road. 1 felt certain it
was the lady who came and sat by me every
pleasant day, and a ttar rolled down my cheek
as I thought how kind she had been and how
much she thought of me.
A few days alter this. Sunbeam came again to
me and said, 'you are now large enough to be
painted. I will begin this morning, and as
you huve teen uncomplaining and patient, I will
not paint you brown like the oompl ining ones
but a bright golden yellow.’ So saying he began
to paint me. He came every morning, and at
les^iwas ready to be picked. I was wrapped
in soft paper and put in a box all by myself and
sent away.
The next thing I knew my wrappings were be-
ing taken off, and I was placed on a stand wit!
one of my common-sized neighbors; this was to
show my un> sual size. Every day crowds ol
people stop to look at me, and the prophesy ol
Sunbeam is fulfilled.
Grant’s Receotion in Japan.
How Grant Is To Be Entertained-The Palace Pre
pared For His Residence.
The Enrio-Koran, the palace now being prepared
er to Franffee, In 1873 was Re- -for.the des’ipguished gue^f, a very near the Tokio
of New York, and for some Railway station, and is surrounded by a small park,
mtroller of Trinity Corporation beautifully laid out With walks, ponds, shrubbery of
hie -official business he limn,I ******* aI1 f- picturesquaAmgn, artificial mounds
“ l d covered with flowers, and, indeed, with all the
ork, and besides his numerous agreeable accessions of Japanese landscape garden
ing. This enclosure adjoins and opens upon the
Hama-goten, the beautirul park on tho sea shore,
long the favorite resort of the Emperors dui ing the
summer months, affording unlimited facilities for
pleasant exercise and quite exclusive. The palace
is now in the hand of an army of workmen. A suit
of rooms is being prepared for the General and his
friends; new bath-rooms are being fitted up, bi liard
and smoking rooms furnished and a splendid dining
room, newly decorated and supplied with modern
furniture for the entertainments which the govern
ment des.res him to give while its guest. AH the
furniture is of European make, and the carpets, ta
ble linen, equipments, etc., are the finest that
France affords. A magnificent American grand
piano just imp- rted, adorns the saloon, and Amer
ican billiard tables afford opportunity for play.
The paper on the walls is Japan, se, and a beautiful
example of the exquisite production of the best ar-
t sts in the country. It is generally of gold, with
figures, landscapes, birds, fans and quaint devices,
in brilliant and varied colors, painted upon it.—
Some hunting scenes, with groups of meu and hor
ses, all of the olden style, are particularly fine and
attractive. When I visited this delightful palace
(which has broad, lofty and comfortable porticos,
not unlike those of the White House in Washing
ton, looking towards the Potomac), carpenters and
masons were holding the left wing, while the affairs
of the Foreign Office were going on in the main
building and right wing. Now the office is removed
and the immense establishment nearly ready for
its occupants. A coi-ps of of French and Japanese
cooks and servants have been secured and the wine
cellar has received particular attention.
Forty thousand dollars have been set aside for
Grant's entertainment, while the Princes of Italy
and Germany, w ho will occupy other quarters, are
allotted *15,000 each. A modest suggestion that the
youngest grandson of Emperor William was “a
bigger man than old Grant,” and ought to have the
summer palace, was not fudy appreciated by the
Mikado, who has heard of the great fighter of the
American war and recognizes his worth. The
Americans, and, indeed, all the nationalities here,
will tender Grant either a banquet or a bull, it has
not been decided yet which. He is reported to have
expressed an intention of visiting Pekin, China, be
fore coming here. In that case he will be here in
the summer, and a grand picnic or dinner will be
the mode of testifying the popular feeling toward
him. All the East is is quite alive to his visit, and
Hong Kong and Shanghai and in fact, any of the
outposts, will give him a first-class reception as far
as may lie in their power.
That a rose can be as sweet by any other name
was proved a fallacy in Judge McAdams’ court on
Thursday, when the judge gave Miss Josephine
Hose $1,200 damages for injured affection and bro-
en heart, caused by a fascinating colored gentle
man of stalwart proportions, but of color which
to call gingerbread, would be base flattery. But
Mr. Mer.sor S .unders—that’s the dec- iver’s name—
is a real double barrelled, back-action colored
masher, and no mistake, as the tears and love let
ters of Miss Rose attest. Miss Rose is of a delicate
buff color, and of the millinery persuasion, accus
tomed to the colored walks of fashion, and, withal,
poetical and sentimental.
It was proved that the gallant Saunders had
caused the Rose to droop, if he had not plucked the
same, and his amative epistles were produced and
read in the most Beecher-Tilton manner. In one
letter the lover swore that “My sweet Rose is lov-
lier than anything at all, and the scales of ignorance
has dropped from my vision, which I now behold
you the finest lady. I do know, and intend to,‘
which I promise if you would do the same and go
to meeting with you on Wednesday night,” &c.
And the lady’s final document, after she d scov-
ered the falsehood of her swam, sets forth, that
waiting beyond the allotted time, she “returns the
tokens of esteem of former days. A month ago
you taunted me causing y..u to becoming my bit
terest. eueiny. I am aware 'tis dangerous to” tres
pass or bivouac on enemy’s domains, which you
have. And, sir, Mr. Saunders, if you are a gentle
man, which I took you for such, you will return
my letters and tokens, of which you have 1 scarf-
pin, smoking cap, shaving paper-holder, slippers I
worked, port-money and photograph of self, and
comb and brush. Your pledges of affection—hair-
comb and tooth-brush—I also scorn to keep and
return, but have lost timbre 1, which was much
wore.
“Indignously I remane notyoursas once were, but
now am not. “Josephine Rose.”
“P. S. The blue zephyr slipper-holder I have
packed somewhere and forgot but will send at con
venience.”
These touching but simple words insp : red the
lawyers and moved the jury, so that they made
not much ado to find the debit and credit of the
love account between Miss Rose and Mr. Saunders,
and ; struck a balance at once. They put down, as
jurors generally do, each one for himself, somewhat
thus : Injured affections, so much, each one at a
d fferent sum, from $5,000 down to ten cents; dis
appointment, in the same manner, and then, strik
ing an average, arrived at the sum of $1,200, which
Mr. Saunders will have to pay.
PLEASE STOP MY-WHAT?
“Times are hard, money is scarce, business is dull,
retrenchment is a duty—please stop my—” whisky 1
“O, no ; times are not hard enough for that yet.
But there is something else that costs me a large
amount of money every year, which I wish to save.
Please stop my—” tobacco, cigars and snuff) “No,
no, not these; but I must retrench somewhere ;
please stop my—” ribbons, jewels, ornaments and
trinkets) "Not at all : pride must be fostered, if
times are ever so hard, but I believe I can see a
way to effect quite a saving in another direction,—
please stop my—” tea, coffee, and needless and un
healthy luxuries) “No, no, no; not those, I cannot
think of a sacrifice ; I must think of something else.
Ah ! I have it now. My paper costs eight cents a
month; one dollar a year: I must save that. Please
stop my paper. That will carry me through the
panic easily! I believe in retrenchment and econo
my, espec.ally in brains.”
The Baptist Church in Vicksburg; Mississippi,
having lost their house by fire, the ‘Jewish Temple’
has been offered them free of rent, and uncondi
tionally, until they rebuild. Honor to the generous
sons of Abraham !
There is good reason for our being so often ad
vised in Scriptures to “be strong.” Christian char
acter has two sides. We cease to do evil. We also
learn to do well. But doing well is impossible if
we are not strong.
The older we grow the more it is proven that we
only live by the minute. We cannot plan for the
future. We must take up the first duty that comes
to us," leaving results and the future with him who
knoweth the end from the beginning.
This Christian life is the soul’s great warfare. It
begins with a struggle, it progresses amid hostile
ranks, it terminates with victory over the sting and
grave of death.
Deacon R., of Paris, Tenn., “says he is now sat
isfied that the church organ does not frighten the
Holy Spirit, for he has recently witnessed the con
version of several persons while the instrument was
being played.”
If you 'have found the sermon dull and tiresome,
keep back your complaints of weariness ; the mes
sage which has not reached you, may have touched
a tender chord in the hearts of your companions.
Little mantles rounded in the back and at the ends are
to he worn in the street this summer.
Judge R. P. Tripp, with his accomplished family has
returned to his former home in Forsyth.
Wedding presents have been selling rapidly since the
close of the Lenten season.
Queen Victoria wore at her soil's wedding the great
Koh-i-noor biazing in a brooch on her black dress.
Skirts are noticeably short in front, mving an excellent
opportunity to exhibit fine hose and handsome slippers.
A rich damask of a clear straw-color has small palm
leaves and pink flowers scattered over the pale-tinted
ground.
The • Belles of the Kitchen” is ail organization for the
promotion of the culinary art among society young
Throat bows are made of long loops of gay Persian
ribbon. Some of them are fastened by a tinsel lizard or
bee.
Secretary Thompson, of the V. S. Navy, accompanied
by a dozen pretty young ladies, atjelided a performance
of "Pinafore" in Washington the other evening. lie
greatly appreciated the point when the audience looked
over toward him and smiled during the allusions of the
chorus to “his sisters and his cousins and his aunts.”
Blue in ail tints from sky to ultra marine, will be the
most stylish spring color; but if you enter a store that
happens not to have the blue, they will tell you that cer
ulean is in decided bad taste.
If a man really wants to know of how little importance
he is. let him go’ with his wife a dressmaker.
A love of a parasol had a border of flowers above a fall
of wide lace.
No bridesmaids, but as many ushers as desired seems
to be the latest fashion for weddings.
Miss Elbe Angier, daughter of Dr. N. L. Angier, Mayor
of Atlanta, was married oil the 22d inst., to Dr. Frank
Eastman, of Atlanta. The marriage took place quietly
at o’clock at St. Phillip's church, Rev. Mr. Foute per
forming the sacred rite with much solemnity. The
bridal party left for Savannah an hour afterwards, carry
ing with them the earnest good-wishes of their many
friends in this city.
Miss Katie P. Wynn, a popular and talented young
lady of Atlanta was married on the 22d inst. to Mr. Cl)as.
F. Weathersbe, the efficient business manager of Slides
A Co.’s Georgia State Gazetteer. The marriage took place
at the residence of the bride’s mother. Mrs. W. B. Wynn,
in the presence of a concourse of friends of the contract
ing parties. Dr. Spalding, of the Second Baptist church
performing the ceremony. The bridal pair then left for
a trip to Macon and Columbus, preparatory to settling
in Atlanta as their home. Miss Wynn was a leading
spirit in the musical circle of Atlanta, beinga prominent
member of the Beethoven Society and the contralto in
the Baptist church. The social circle of Atlanta has lost
a prominent attraction.
New York gentlemen fear that they will soon he
’troubled by ttie scarcity of coachmen. The market is fast
being stripped of young men in that line. On Friday
evening William A. Townsend, a publisher of some
means, learned for the first time that his daughter. Miss
Catharine, aged 24 years, had married James A. Weeks,
his Jehu and table waiter. Weeks is a young fellow of
23 years, with a small, light-brown moustache and bright
hazel eyes. Dnring the winter he frequently drove Miss
Catharine out in a single sleigh, sitting by her side. On
January 30 they drove to the house of the Rev. G. M.
Blauvelt, in Nyack, and were married. Returning to the
residence of the bride’s father on Washington avenue,
she again took up her seat by the parlor window and he
once more trudged wearily 'twixt table and kitchen.
Last week a reporter caught the mouse.
Miss Lizzie Gartrell, eldest daughter of General Gar-
trell, of Atlanta, was married on Wednesday, 23d inst.,
to Dr, J. B. Baird, a prominent young physician of the
same city. The marriage was solemnized by Rev. Dr.
Tucker and took place at General Gartrell’s residence,
where a number of friends, representative of the most
elegant society in the State, were assembled. The beauti
ful and amiable bride was attired in a rich, white silk,
made with exquisite taste. A handsome collation fol
lowed the marriage ceremony. The bridal party left for
a Northern tour.
Personals,
What-People are Doing and Saying
all oyer the World.
Miss Virginia French, a young lady of New Or
leans, wrote such a pretty poem for the Picayune
some time ago that a yonng Tennesseean fell in
Jove with it and her. He went to New Orleans,
pleaded with the Picayune queen (a lady) for the
name of the poetess, got it, bobbed Jdown on his
knees before Miss French and before long made her
his wife. "Darliugtonia,” a novel, is from her pen.
The Rev. George Bowers, a young man, who for
the six years past preached to the good folks ot
Coonville, near Plainville, New Jersey, has stolen
away from wife and flock in eompany with Mrs.
Leecroft, a singer in the choir. Mr, Bowers was
much loved by his congregation—Dutch Reformed
but alarmed them some time ago by his fondness
tor fast horses. From fast horses he got to dodging
creditors, and ‘rom that meanness easily slipped
into squeezing the hand of Mrs. Leecroft. Then he
was what the unwashed of his flock call “a goner.”
Congressman Newberry, of Michigan, is said to
be the wealthiest man in Congress. His income
last year was $250,000.
General Fitz John Porter is inclined to smile at
the newspaper statement that lie wants to send his
son to West Point. His sons are all daughters.
When Chief Moses and the other Indians called
on President Hayes on Saturday afternoon, they
wore long, new feathers ir their new silk hats.
Moses gripped ihe Presidential fist, but the others
took a weak shake.
Paul H. Hayne, the poet, is ill at his home. Copse
Hill, near Augusta, Ga.
John Habberton, of “Helen’s Babies” fame, is
writing a play on New York city politics.
Suppose General Grant declines. What then?—
Chicago Journal, Not a supposable case. General
Grant never was known to decline anything except
a bull-pup, and that was because the charges on the
animal had not been prepaid.
Mrs. Catharine Sweitzer, of Harrisburg, amused
a crowd on the streets of that city on Friday night
by cowhiditig Mr. George Krickbaum. He threw
the woman in the gutter after he had recovered
from his surprise, and then made information
against her for assault and battery, which he sub
sequently withdrew.
The State of Texas had offered $8,000 for Guerry’s
picture of Lee, destroyed by the late fire In Green
ville, Ga.
Miss Juliet Earnest tripped in her, stage slippers
while playing Hebe in “Pinafore,” at Holly Tree
Hall, Chester, on Saturday night, and was serious
ly hurt by the fall.
There is one house in Louisville that spends $30,-
000 a year in paying drummers.
Cyrus W. Field has purchased the land at Tappau’ .
N. Y., where Major John Andre was executed Octo
ber 2,1780, and is having prepared to be placed on
the same a stone, on the front of which will be in
scribed the monograph furnished by Dean Stanley,
in fulfillment of a promise made to Mr. Field while
that gentleman's guest in this country.
Daniel F. Beatty, the well-known organ manu
facturer, is elected Mayor of Washington. N. J., by
Democrats.
Garibaldi does not appear to be very nearjdeath
after all. He has published at Rome an energetic
letter in favor of universal suffrage, and called a
meeting of Republicans to take measures lor the
agitation of the question.
.Mr. S. T. Jenkins, the enthusiastic and successful Geor
gia horticulturist and editor of the Enterprise, states that
the fruit crop of his orchards near Cuthbert is not ma
terially injured. The fruit upon 6,300 bearing trees it
uninjured. He says that Marshallville, another frui-
—“ j—- x—center, reports its peach crop as promising to be som i
Then any disrespectful remark about the minister what short, but still tolerably abnndant.
may render his labors useless, just when they were mi.„ .. , , , ,
taking- effect ’ J T “ e consummation of our honor and bliss will be
^ ' to spend a holy eternity with God.