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JOIIX II. SEALS. Editor and Proprietor.
Win. B. SEATS. Proprietor and tor. Editor.
MUS. HART E. BK VAX. (*) Associate Editor
THE EDITORS OF THE SOUTH.
What they are Saying and Doing.
General J. H. Sharp, of the Columbus Independent,
was chief speaker at the late meeting of the Missis
sippi Press Association: He adverted feelingly to
the empty seats at the Convention, occasioned by
last summer's epidemic, and paid a tribute to the
lamented Holland and Faulkner, of Holly Springs,
Shearer and Alien, of Vicksburg and Adam;, of En
terprise, whose record of glory, earned by their
courage and self-sacrifice during the pestilence,
“was,” said the speaker, “brighter than that of
earthly conqnerers.”
Mr. J. M. Keating, of the Memphis Appeal, has
gone into authorship and has just published a His
tory of Yellow Fever which is said to contain a
number of interesting incidents and much valua
ble information. The work is dedicated to the
Howard Association and the proceeds »of the sale
are donated to that noble organization.
Kentucky is always ahead in chivalry: the press
fraternity of that State, fearful that the fair young
editor of the Ballard Neus would not honor them
_ with her presence at the Convention, promised her
now." A statement rather strongly expressed af- j that she should have the best seat on the platform,
ter the AVattersonian manner, but with truth in it, j the largest strawberry in Warren county and the
that chimes in with the opinion of those who have j biggest saucer of ice cream and the biggest beau in
been watching the tone and tendency of the press J the business.
ATLANTA, GEORGIA, JUNE21, 1*79.
“Mr. Watterson.-The Degeneracy of Jour
nalism.—Mr, Henry Watterson’s opinion of the
press and of his journalistic brethren is rather pes
simistic - He declared recently that “of all liv ing
men, journalists had the least consideration for each
other, for their profession and for themselves,’ and
that “journalism had never fallen to so low a tone j
and was so disgustingly partisan and personal as
FAMILIAR POEMS.
How Longfellow Wrote Some of
His Popular Favorites.
of later years, and have been disappointed to see
that it was not fulfilling the beneficent mission that
was hopefully marked out for it. Conceit, igno
rance, part} - narrowness, personality and toadyism
have diverted journalism from its high province as
an exponent of the best thought of the people,an ut--
terer of the highest ideals of life and government,
and the truest judgment concerning public men
and movements, and have made it a medium for
the venting of personal spleen and prejudice, and
the employment of flattery and fawning for pur
poses [of individual interest. So common is this
toadying among the profession that Mr. 11 atterson
himself seems to feel it necessary to apologize for not
keeping up the practice in the case of Got. Hen
dricks. Interviewed as to his recent breach with
the Governor, he said: “If I had been a politic man,
I would have stuck to the “old ticket,” and kept on
flattering Hendricks as a part of it, but disgust got
the better of discretion.” But it sterns the disgust
was not aroused, until the Hendricks home organ^
supposed to be under his control, abused Mr. AVat-
terson, when, as he says, he passed over the under
lings in his revenge and struck at the principal So
here, even in this brainy journalist who scores the
personality of the press, we see personal feeling en_
tering in and tampering with the balance in which
a public man is weighed, and his fitness for office is
determined. Whether Hendricks is fit or unfit to
be entered again for the Vice presidential sweep-
stakes is a question that does not interest us now,
but the necessity of impersonality,independence and
some degree of reliability on the part of journalists
is a matter that vitally concerns, not only the pub
lic but the members of the press, who play against
themselves and their profession in the long run
when they prefer toadyism, blind party adherence,
and flippant, scurrulous (mis called “spicy”) ex
pression of personal opinion, to the utterance of
honest and well digested views of what is best for
the public good. Mr. Watterson, who has “won his
spurs,” as an editor, might also win lasting fame as
an original, if he would refuse to wear the collar
either of a party or an individual and be that
much needed but hitherto mythical character—;
conscientious editor; one who makes self-interest
and party allegiance subservient to the.
‘the people's good, and who will recommenoa man
for office, not through personal or party prompt,
tings, but because he is competent to fill the office
and worthy to hold it.
Friends We do not Appreciate.—It is oftenest
those who stand nearest to us, whose love and pa
tience and helpfulness we are apt to overlook. The
faces of these come up to us sometimes in remorse
ful moments. There is the face of our mother—a
■worn face; a face that is wrinkled as years and la
bor and troubles wrinkle a face; eyes that show a
growing dimness as they gaze at me; hands no long
er plump; fingers no longer rounded; hair half
gray and half brown. The face of a woman that
has done work—hard work; work for many; done
it for sixty years—done it faithfully, lovingly, he
roically, but has never been appreciated for doing
it
Another face? Certainly. Whose? Your
wife’s. Not old nor young—forty, perhaps. The
face of a woman that does everything from love;
of a woman who has been busy all the day long
that your house might be a home for you; a wo
man you left without a kiss this morning, and whom
you forgot to greet as you came in to-night. And
yet th;re were your slippers by your chair, the
evening paper on the table: the table spread for tea
—everything clean, orderly, homelike. And you
scarcely greeted her ’. Brute ? Pretty near it.
What do you think ?
The Louisville Courier Journal does not relish the
fact that our Northern brothers hold that what is
sauce lor the goose is not sauce for the gander. It
says: ‘’Senator Edmunds, one of the leading cen
tralizers in the Republican party, defends the whole
sale disfranchisement of voters in Rhode Island,on
the ground that‘‘the subject belongs to the people
of Rhode Island, who, It must be presumed, will
correct any and all errors that may Irom time to
time be fouu ’ to exist in her internal affairs.’ This
same man, Edmunds, contends that in a Southern
State the control of the internal aliairs of the peo
ple belongs not to the people of the State, but to
the President, or what he calls the ‘general govern
ment.” Edmunds is said to be a good lawyer, but
he shows himself a very contemptible pettifogger
on this subject.
The Holly Springs Reporter encourages the people
of the scourged district by a cheery if somewhat
gushing greeting, which euds as follows: “to [this
brave and plucky people it only remains tor them
to close up the ranks made by death; work aud do
their duty in the discharge of all honest obliga
tions. Forget the past, it is gone—seize the present
it Is theirs—and go forth with stout and manly
hearts to meet the untried, shadowy future in their
former pride of industry aud enterprise, aud a
grand and glorious destiny awaits them. Nil des-
perandum
The Times and the Picayune of New Orleans are
rivals and do not obey the scriptural edict to love
thy neighbor as thyself. They are very watchful
that one should not get ahead of the other. The
Times having most brains to the fore, (as is gener
ally conceded,) often shows itself a length ahead,
and then the Picayune sermonizes a bit on the fast
and frivolous tendencies ot its contemporary, who
retorts by calling it an old woman. Both papers
have sprightly society writers, aud the society re
porter of the Times who write* gossippy articles
under the female nom ot Catharine Cole, is incred
ulous about the genuineness of the Pic’s “prunes
and prisms,” and says: “Do you suppose When the
the Picayune gets wrathy over some progressive
piece of journalism in the Times, that it is because
it really aud truly cares about the moral affect of
such journalism? Why, of course not. The Pic.
only cares because it fears the Times may take in
From the National Journal of Education.
Longfellow’s poems are as familiar to all instruc
tors as the language of the school room. Every
school boy reads and declaims them;every teacher
like ever} - preacher, quotes them.
We once passed an evening with Professor Long
fellow, during which he gave us an account of the
origin of his most popular poems. We will give
the history of those which are common to the
“Readers” and “Speakers.”
The “Psalm of Life” is probably the best known
of these numerous school poems. It was written on
a summer morning in I838. He was a young man
then, full of aspiration and hope, and the poem was
merely an expres.-ion of his own feelings. He re
garded it as a personal matter—like an entry in
one s journal—and for a long time refrained from
publishing it. Mr. Longfellow related that, on re
turning from a visit to the Queen, an English la
borer stepped up to the carriage and asked to shake
hands with the "Titer of the “Psalm of Life.” “It
was one of the best compliments I ever received,”
said the democratic poet.
Longfellow’s study is a repository of the beautiful
things of the past; souveniers, busts of noble friends,
mementoes of departed poets—Tom Moore’s waste-
pai>er basket, Coieywrge’s inxstand, a piece of Dantes’
coffin. In this study stood an old clock, with the
coloring of age, rising from flour to ceiling. It
numbered the hours in which his best poems were
written. It wbs the old clock on the stairs.
The “Wreck of the Hesperus” was written in
J 839 at midnight. A violent storm had occurred
the night before: the distress and disasters at sea
had been greaQespecially along the capes of the
New England-Soast. The papers of the day were
full of the news of the disaster. The poet was sit
ting alone in his study late at night, when the vis
ions of the wrecked Hesperus came drifting on the
disturbed tides of'thought into his mind. He went
to bed but could not sleep. He arose and wrote the
poem, which came into his mind by whole stanzas,
finishing them just as the clock—the old clock on
the stairs—was striking 3.
Sir Walter Scott says he was led to write the ro
mance of “Kenilworth” because the first stanza of
Mickle’s famous ballad “Cumnor Hall” haunted
him:
GIRLS SEEKING DIVORCE.
Thirty of Them Before a Cape Cod Supreme Court
Judge-Practical Workings of the Massachu
setts Law Permitting Divorce After Three Years
Abandonment.
“The dews of Summer-night did fall,
The moon, sweet regent of the sky,
Silvered the towers 011 CumnorsHall;
And many an oak that grew thereby.”
Longfellow sa$s that be was, as he thinks, led to
write the “Wreck of the Hesperus” because the
words “Norman Woe” which were associated with
the disasters at sea, seemed to him so indescribably
sad.
“Excelsior” was written after receiving a letter
from Charles Sumner full of lofty sentiments.
“Hiawatha” owes much of of its story and the
embelishment of musical Indian names to the re
searches of. Schoolcraft. Abraham Le Fort, an
Onondaga chief, who was a supposed graduate of
Geneva College, furnished Schoolcraft with the In
dian tradition of Hiawatha. You may find it in
“Schoolcraft,” part III., page 314, and in the same
volume you may find the Indian vocabularies from
which the poet enriches his verse. The poet has
added much to the original tradition.
MRS. POLK.
What She Thinks of Removing the Dead
Presidents to Washington.
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The twenty-seventh Annual Commencement of
College Temple, Newnan, begins on the twenty
second of June, with a sermon by Rev. D. Stacy.
Monday, there will be a lively contest of the print
ing class for the handsome silver printing stick,
won last year by Miss Leila Woodbury. There
will also be music and literary entertainment.
Tuesday, the Junior class read their completions,
followed by a literary address from Col. Small—
the Old Si of the Constitution. Tuesday night,
Prof. Howard exhibits his Paris Exposition, Col.
Small explaining the illustrations. On TFedneaday,
Commencement day, the alumni address delivered
by the eloquent Rev. W. Glenn, will be well worth
hearing, and the alumni reunion at night will be a
most enjoyable occasion, lie are glad to know
that College Temple weathers the hard times
bravely. President Kellogg has the art of inspir
ing the minds and winning the affections of his pu:
pils, till even the dullest partakes of his intellectual
enthusiasm. The last number of the sprightly
weekly paper, the New Departure, edited and pub
lished by the Senior Class of the College, says,
“No better school can be found any where. The
pupils are bright, enthusiastic and polite; their
teachers’ word is law to them.” *
The sweet little poem “Summer Clouds,” on the
first page of the Sunny South, was written by a
little girl, Clara Tardy, only twelve years old.
She is the daughter of Mrs. Tardy, better known
to the pubUc by her pen name of Ida Raymond,
under which she has written a number of pleasant
sketches and essays and published a volume South
land Writers, containing specimens of the prose
and verse of Southern authors with a sketch of the
life of each. Mrs. Tardy was formerly a valued
member of Mobile society, but since her husband
lost his life in that much to-be^regretted duel, she
has lived in retirement. Her life, however, should
be cheered by the possession of a daughter, so gifted
and loveable as little Clara is represented to be.
We hope the little lady will send soma of her
pearls of thought for the Letter Box of our Boys
and Girls, of which pretty paper we send her a
copy. *
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tlve investffffeAt?"'5fDK’BdThe little iusect, covered
with scraps of this, that and the other's fashionable
attire, came buzzing along, long, long, a-singing a
fashionable song, song, song of sweet compliments,
and trickling the honey of flattery from every pore
ol his little body. And not because the wise old la
dy really does adore, admire or entirely believe in
all these great dignitaries of the social world, but
because she is animated with the thrilling hope
that the fawned and flattered ones will generously
hearken unto the voice of the newsboy, shouting,
‘here’s yer rnornin’ Picayune—only five cents a
copy.’ ”
Atlanta editors adorn their apartments with tel
ephones, ostensibly for business communication
with their officers. What then is the meaning Of
these lines, picked up in the vicinity of the sanc
tum of oue of the irresistibles:
Wake, dearest, wake, aud light thy gas,
Thou shalt not he alone,
For still for thee, my lovely lass,
I touch my telephone.
Though absent far from thee I am,
Yet softly on thy diaphragm
I give my sweetest tone.
And though away a length of miles;
I cannot see thy angel smiles,
Yet oh, unless fond hope beguiles,
Deceiving with mechanic wiles.
I’ll hear thy tender tones grind oat.
And bid farewell to Jealous doubt,
And call thee all my own.
Though absent yet, on thee I’ll bet.
Bone of one bone, by telephone.
The clever editor of the Meridian Mervury has
surely been lelt out in the cold this commencement
season. He has failed to receive his invitation to
address the sweet girl graduates, and, in conse
quence, hasjgrown sarcastic over the custom or in
viting editors, judges, and hoaorables to guah on
those interesting occasions. He says: “Holiday or
ators are creeping out of their pigeon holes and
rubbing up their well-worn speeches for the com
mencement exerciies. Sentimentality, and high fal-
uten rhetoric will deluge the land for the next fort
night.” Don’t be so cynical brother. Congress should
not monopolize al l,the gab, and commencement ora-
tions are not always frothy. Earnestness, fresh
thought and humor enliven them now and then.
Apropos, “Old Si”—of the Qmsiilution, is to repeat
his lecture, Woman,the World Builder, at the Com
mencement of College Temple, Newnan,
The Vicksburg Herald says that Senator David
Davis, “who is much smallerjin person than in in
tellect, can carry just twice as many States for the
presidency as Mr. Tilden.” The big Senator from
Illinois has captured the Southern heart with his
late speech in the Senate.
The Advance—a paper published in Montgomery,
Ala., by colored men, is really creditably conduct
ed, and mainly conservative in tone. Its rhetoric,
however, sornetimes’provokes a smile. For instance,
in the articles of George Bryant, the same who for
merly achieved notoriety in playing the political
role, and now presides over the educational depart
ment of the Advance. In his salutatory, he lets
loose some rather startling metaphors and “gets
things mixed,” as Lotta says. He wants a college
erected for his race and makes this appeal: “White
men of the South, you are erecting your monuments
of Parian marble and Scotch granite to the memo
ry ol your illustrious soldier—Gen. Robt. E. Lee,
their shafts lilt their spiral columns up into the
zenith where the great dome of liberty sweeps the
sky. Be not forgetful of the past, that we appreciate
granduer of virtue whether he wore the Grey or
Blue. And in the commemoration of the same,
while we cannot erect monuments of marble and
granite—we askjyou to help erect a College, whose
bright and shining, like the “Aurora Borealis,” will
scatter the midnight of ignorance, and lead forth
the steeds ol intelligence among a scattered and
feeble race.
No doubt the “steeds of intelligence” are a very
high-stepping team and it would be a line thing to
tackle them, but the race alluded to would derive
more benefit just at present Irom buckling down to
the mule or “little black ox” that has a Hall plow
at the other end, and their bread in prospective.
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Barnstable, Mass., May.—A bevy of girls, none
of them seemingly more than 20 years old filed up
the hill that leads to the County Court-house this
morning, and passed into the old gray stone build
ing. Almost all of them were accompanied by el
derly women, although oue or two were with
sprucely dressed voung men. The venerable Judge
Otis Lord of Salem took his seat upon the bench and
called the first case on the docket for the term of
the Supreme Court. There stepped forward a blue
eyed girl, whose light brown h lir fell upon her back
in a heavy braid, the ends of which were concealed
in a blue love-knot. A11 elderly woman stood one
side of her and a young man with a flowing beard
011 the other. Then the girl told her story. She
wanted a divorce from her husband. Judge Lord
looked at her critically for an instant as though as
tonished, not so much that a pretty girl, who dressed
and looked as though she had run into court from
school, should vi ant a divorce as that she should
have already beeii married. But she said she had
been married four years, and that her husband had
left her after living with her a few weeks. She ad
mitted that the husband was living in the county,
but urged with a pretty tremulousness, that he
would not live with her. Her mother and the
young man with the book corroborated her story,
and she went out of court smiling and congratulat
ed by several of the other girls aud by two or three
young men.
Another case was called. There stepped to the
stand a slender, grey-eyed girl. She seemed to be
le.-s than 18 years old. Her feeble, tottering moth
er was with "her. Yet she had been married, she
said, five years, and her husband would not support
her after the first three months of her wedded life.
The husband a flashy young man, stood up in court
and admitted it. Judge Lord frowned and nestled
in his seat. But he simply said, “I will consider
the matter.”
A plump, rosy cheeked woman, with a literary
appearance that may have been caused by the eye
glasses she wore, stepped up next. Her husband
was a sea Captain, who had promised to take her to
sea, but when he got as far as Boston with her he
left her at a hotel'
“Well, why did he leave you ?” “I suppose he
loved another woman better.” This sea Captain
had lived with the girl a few months, and although
he had often been in the same town since he left
her, yet he had refused to have anything to do with
her for three years. The young woman got the de
cree she desired, and a clerical-looking young man
escorted her from court.
Next came a pale-faced girl, whose features were
regular, but whose complexion was sallow. She
seemed sickly- She was married in 1874, and after
a week of honeymoon her husband left her with the
remark that he wanted nothing more to do with
her.
“Did you go to him ?”
“No, sir.”
“Why uot ?”
“Because his mother was always picking at me
and finding fault.”
Then Judge Lord, who had been visibly growing
indignant, arose. “It is shocking to contemplate the
state of morals in this great Commonwealth that is
here to be observed. Has it come to this ? I am
here to administer the law as it stands. The law ■
says that desertion for three years is cause for di
vorce. But I see clearly how it operates. A young
man and woman agree to get married. They feel
that they’ll live together so long as they And it mu
tually pleasant aud agreeable to do so, and then by
a sort of tacit understanding they can live separate,
and then oue or the other, at the end of three years,
brings in a libel for divorce for desertion. The oth
er party makes no opposition. The decree is grant
ed, aud then they are at liberty to go on and do tiie
same thing over and over again. 1 say it is terrible
to contemplate such a state.of morals in this Com-
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The Wrong Man Hanged.
Austin. June 5.—John Wesley Ilardin. now in the
penitentiary at Huntsville, confesses to the killing <>1
Holderman, for whose murder Brown Bowen was exe
cuted at Gonzales about a year ago. Brown protested
his innocence to the last, andHardin now acknowledges
that he was unjustly hanged.
Our B.-mitilTil Wheat Crop.
[Cartersville (Ga.) Express.]
No section of our lately favored Southland excels
North Georgia in its wheat crop. The yield, 11 garnered
without any serious mishap, will greatly relieve the
present sore financial distress. Mr. Martin II. Dooly.
Supervisor of the State road, and who has been most
familiar with our farming interests for many years be
tween Atlanta and Chattanooga, says he has not seen so
good a wheat crop in the section named since the war.
A .Sequel to the Taliniirige Trial.
[Philadelphia Times.]
New York, June 3.—Elbert Latham, a member of
Talmage’s Tuberuuc e, has preferred charges before the
session of that church accusing Major Cowan of perjury
in having sworn.in Dr. Talmage’s recent trial that Cap
tain Latham had authorized him to subscribe $’>00 for
him (Captain Latham) toward liquidating the church
debt. Mr. Latham testified that he never said that he
would give that or any other like sum. The organ of
the Brooklyn Tabernacle has been mortgaged by the
trustees of the church to secure the payment of two
promissory notes of $2,500, said to have been made to
meet the arrears of expenses and of I*r, Talmage’s sal
ary, so as to enable hiiji to take his trip abroad.
Commencements.
The terrible “Commencements,” says the wicked Cou
rier-Journal, “are at hand, and out of every 1,000 ‘es
says' which the sweet girl graduates of this country will
read, judging from our observations in the past, we pre
diet that unless the subjects be changed, eigtliy-one of
those essays will be on ‘The Voyage of Life,’ 137*on 'Wo
man's Mission:’ fifty-three on ’Man the Architect of his
own Fortune;’ ninety-eight on ’We Launch Our Bark—
Where is the shoreseventy-four on ‘True Heroism;’
103 on ‘Night Brings Out the Stars; sixty-one on ‘Honor
and Fame from No Condition Rise, Aet" Well Thy Part,’
etc.: thirty-nine on the ‘Philosophy of the Uncondi
tioned eighty-five on ‘We Gather Light to Scatter,’
and the remaining' 269 on miscellaneous subjects. With
some changes in themes, these figures will be equally as
applicable to the orations of the boys.’
Speaker Hit mini I Says Ike Ohio Democrats
Have Done Wisely.
[By Telegraph.]
Washington, June5.—Southern men are very much
pleased with the Ohio ticket, as Ewing’s financial views
suit them exactly: better in fact than the views of any
Northern Democrat of prominence. He is sufficiently
soft money to suit the most exacting in that direction.
The Western Democrats, with very few exceptions, ex
press gratification at the selection, and think it will be
especially strong with the soldier element.
The Eastern Democrats arc not so well pleased, and
think it is a nomination which will bring the party in
their section no strength. There is one notable excep
tion, however.
Speaker Randall, who is one of the hardest of the
hard money Democrats, says that the Ohio Democrats
have done wisely; that they had but one course to take
and they took it—meaning that Ewing was the strongest
candidate they could have nominated.
Shall tile Jury System Go?
In the West a new question is propounded: “Shall the
jury system go?” The opponents of that ancient institu
tion insist that it is good in design but bad in practice.
Says one;
"Theoretically the jury system Is a pure and powerful
instrument of justice, designed to secure impartiality In
its administration, and to operate as a cheek on "the
abuse of power otherwise left in the hands of perhaps a
single person sitting as judge. In practice, however,
but tew of the expected benefits are derived from it. I11-
eompetenev and dishonesty are fully as likely to get into
j jury box as upon the bench ; and ignorance and vice do
not become wisdom and virtue when multiplied by
twelve. Tiie freedom from arbitrary power of an indi
vidual is also more fancied than real, since a jury is
very liable to be eontroled in its conclusions by "one
dominant mind, and one corrupt or obstinate member
ot a jury has the power to thwart tiie efforts of the re
maining eleven. Even with the best of intentions, the
work 01 a iurv often results in a burlesque upon justice
through ignorance and lack of skill.
Liiirfu autr veeri*ou. uric, rriftGjkYlrs?]!? I
she mentioned as speaking of the great change which
had befallen her. In six short weeks, said the let
ter. she was transferred from the highest position
in the land to the depths of woe. As Mrs. Polk spoke
of this her eyes filled with tears, recalling as it did
the grief of widowhood.
“What do you think of the proposition once made,
to remove the three presidents of Tennessee to the
State Capitol grounds?”
“I think it is a good thing,” said Mrs. Polk.
“I concur in that; I believe in that. When Mr.
Polk wqs president there was a bill before Congress
to remove the remains of ail the Presidents to Wash
ington, and I would uot be surprised if that will
be finally done. You know well how difficult it is
even for one’s nearest and dearest relatives’ sepul
chers to keep from decay. Now that,” pointing to
the mausoleum in her yard—“is composed of Ten
nessee limestone marble; Gen. Jackson’s is of the
same; the State Capitol is no better. Now, we all
know that our Tennessee marble of that kind will
shale. That out there is shaling now, what is to be
come of it?”
“Concerning the remains of the families of the
Presidents, howabont them?”
“Most of the Presidents had done. Their wives
ought to be put with them. I would want to be put
by the side of my husband. Of all the Presidents
now dead how many are under monuments suitable
for the memory of" the great offices they held?
Where is Monroe’s—Jefferson’s?—yes, Jefferson’s is
in such a state of decay and neglect. Until George
Washington’s remains were removed to Mount Ver
non and an association formed, his tomb was much
neglected. And if the grave of the father of his
country was allowed to go to ruin, how can we ex
pect that others will be cared for? Mount Vernon
is only kept up now by the efforts of a few women.”
“Have you visited the hermitage of late years?”
“Not for a long, long time. When I was there
last Andrew J. Donelson was living at his beauti
ful home, “Tulip Grove,” just opposite the Hermi
tage site. Everything was then in grandeur. Of
late years there haye been great changes, and the
place has been to Mr. Jackson a hermitage indeed.”
Of her own death Mrs. Polk speaks with the ut
most calmness, and she almost daily makes disposi
tion of some relic or memento that will be highly
prized at her death.”
The Commencement at Andrew Female College,
Cuthbert, Ga., promises to be an occasion of un
usual interest. A thorough examination of classes
begins upon the twelfth inst. On Sunday follow
ing, the commencement sermon will be preached by
Rev. Dr. Battle, President of Mercer University,
on Monday the examination of higher classes oc
cupies the time until the afternoon, when the an
nual musical concert takes place and is inter
spersed with tableaux. Tuesday the examination
of College classes is continued through the day and
in the evening the Alumnae have their reunion,
the College grounds are illuminated and thrown
open to the public and Miss Lura Fielder reads an
original essay. Wednesday is especially interest
ing as the anniversary of the Hamilton Literary
Society, composed of young ladies of talent and
culture. The programme for the celebration
shows choice selections of vocal and instrumental
music by the best performers among the vouug
ladies, an original essay by Miss Della Wilder, a
recitation by Miss Sliaw and a humorous reading
by Misses Dews, Owen, Clayton, Sealy, Cheat;
ham, Taylor and Brooks contribute the music.
Prof. J. Beardslee, the distinguished vocalist will
prove the excellent training of his class by giving
the fine oratorio of Esther in the evening. The
costumes will be appropriately splendid and the
singing and acting are sure to be good since the
musical department of the College has been under
the control of Prof, beardslee and Mrs. E. B. Rus.
sell. Dr. Hamilton the President of Andrew
College, is highly coumended for the good work
he has done in the Seminary, the pains ha has
taken in advancing bis pupils and the excellent
care he has taken of tieir health and morals. *
. —. . , f.pr !i».r i isa To
.of. -Was itv- i-t-vo list?’1 ntEph language to
her. AVith ttie brunette were an aunt and u line
looking young until from Boston. Tne young wife
wore a fashionably made garment, and over her
wedding nng was another, in the setting of which
a diamond glistened. Her jaunty hat was draped
witu a long black ostrich feather. She looked
pleadingly at the venerable Judge from beneath
her long, shadowy eyelashes. Bui after listening to
her story Judge Lord again arose.
“1 must say that it is terrible to contemplate
such a stare of society. Why—” and here he turned
to the lawyers who were in the bar—"why, out of
all the large number of divorce cases before me re
cently, there were only two of persons married be
fore 1S70 I Does not this show that young people
are entering into this solemn contract with the
most trivial ideas of its importance, and with the
feeling that they can bo freed from the bonds when
ever they like i 1 am not responsible for the laws
as they stand. I can only administer them. Bur 1
will say that, so far as I can prevent it, they shall
not be used to facilitate the development of such a
state of morals.”
The Supreme Court was in session 10 days. In
that time there were heard two civil causes, and
one of these was the simple proving of a will. The
entire time of the Court, with the exception of that
part of it devoted to these two cases, was takeu up
in the hearing of divorce suits. Theie were 30 of
these in all. Two of them were based upon clearly
proved adultery: the others were those of this bevy
of young girls who tiled up to the Court-house, and
sat in rows, like school-girls, upon the witnesses’
seats.
There probably is no part of the United States in
which there are fewer foreigners than on Cape Cod.
The people who live here are the descendants of the
first settlers. The Cape is full of traditions, aud
the orthodox church has always had a strong foot
hold here. Yet there are probably to-day more di
vorced people on tae Cape thau in any similarly
populated area in the country. Young men and
young women are to be found iu every town who
nave been man aud wife, but are so no longer.
The Clerk of the Supreme Court says that the
girls ou Cape Cod are married very young, and a
member of the bar adds: “Young, or not at ail.”
At thL. term there were three libels, as divorce cases
are termed here, ou the docket with similar names,
Fercival agt. Percivai. It was all iu the family—
the father aud his wife, and the son of these two
against his wife. The mother got a decree, but the
■on did not.
Since the law making desertion for three years
good cause for divorce has been passed, application
for decrees have more thau doubled in some parts
of Massachusetts, especially in the rural districts.
A Hail Storm in Texas,
[Marlin (Texas) Moving Ball.]
They do everything in Texas on a big scale.
Here is the way they have hail storms:
I11 the hail storm thut occurred across the river,
Monday evening last, whole corn aud cotton crops
were literally destroyed aud beaten into the earth,
saplings were skinned of their bark, the prairies
were strewn with dead rabbits aud myriads of
birds were found dead. The hail stones were as
large as goose eggs, and in some plact-s were banked
up three feet deep in fence corners. Mr. Fuller in
forms us that the storm, commencing at Deer
Creek bridge, in this county, extended over a sec
tion of twenty miles, going as far as Oenaville,
Bell county. In some instances, residences were
considerably damaged, and all but the lathing
beaten off the roofs. Near George Hodge’s a house
was blown down and a lady seriously injured.
Corn that was over waist high was completely de-
stioyed, and many farms left a barren waste.
Never before has such a hail storm visited this sec
tion of Texas. On the farms in its track most of the
farmers had finished planting their cotton and had
their com worked out, and to day not oue sign of
vegetation is left; com, wheat, cotton, and all
gone, and many without seed to plant over. The
hail stones were so large and descended with such
velocity as to penetrate shingle roofs, literally de
molishing the shingles, killing chickens, pigs, etc.,
cutting the bars from the trees, and in many places
not leaving a single leaf and but few twigs. Fruit
trees are all destroyed. Mr. Chaney’s house blew
over and his daughteir was nearly killed. Rev. J.
Daflin’s oldest son, when taken In by Mr. Sam. Ir
win out of the hail, was speechless. Ross’s gin
house is a complete wreck. Mr. Sherrill’s new
store house was blown down.
Ebon C. In^rrsolI's Funeral.
[New York Times.]
, .e Ltoiij- .■f Ex-CoAit*,*,
tme> red here to-dav in the Is
-TJie
f'd 'Gak Hfi) Cemetery," in* the ‘ presence'* of a sZrr'Z'X
concourse of friends and public men and in the midst
“fiA, 1 *J vei T thunder storm The peculiar relations
which the deceased and lus distinguished brother held
towards all systems oi revealed religion, the fact Unit no
clergyman was permitted to officiate and that the ser-
\ices were conducted by Uoi. Robert G. Ingcrsnll will
not tad to attract nat.onal attention to the sad funeral
and to the services connected with it. Colonel Robert
,,n cT",' as h 'T • ’T" his custom hitherto when
1,n\ f,?, ! 1 111 llIS own immediate familv. per-
!' o«st-oi » w 7 il i To-day he rose beside
t o lk ' lul, ’ r,,lher that which many
}ears ago lie did lor Ids own child and which his dead
f “>' bins. Grief bail nearly
or o r o, i , n tro ."”'Y ! llo 'b self-reliant, heaven-daring
prato , and as he stood beside that colli 11 to perform the
last services which it is possible for friend or brother to
perlorin h,s}oiee was so cheeked with emotion that it
s?sas3waa[ "™ r - c ° i «w
woVd h,. nns ed t 1<,V n W ‘ th H/ e aml ra !>tured with the
w orld he passed to silence and pathetic dust. Yet after
ot‘’ill thesTO-lS whif 1 ” the h . !l PPiest, sunniest’hour
ot all the tojage, while eager winds are kissing every
.sail, to dash against the unseen rock and in an instant
hear the billows roar above a sunken ship For
whether m mid-sea or among the breakers of the farther
shore, a wreck must mark at last the end of each and
all and every life.no mutter if its every hour is rich
w ith love and every moment jeweled with a jov will
at its close, become a tragedy as sad and deep and dark
death 1 W0VUn ° 10 Warp and woof of mystery and
Further along in his address Col. Ingersoll said •
He believed that happiness was the only good ; reason
the only torch : justice the only worship ■ humanity tho
only religion, and love the only priest. He added to he
sum of human joy, and were every one for whom he
did some loving semce to bring a blossom to liis grave
he would sleep to-night beneatii a wilderness of flowers
Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren Leaks
pf two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond'the
heights. \\ e cry aloud and the only answer is "the echo
of pur wailing cry. From the voiceless lips f he u
replvnig dead there comes no word ; but in the night
of death hope sees a star and listening love can hear the
rustle of a wing. He who sleeps here when d ving-
mistaking tiie approach of death for the return of
heaith—whispered with his latest breath, “I an "etta
now ’ Let us believe, in spite of doubts and dotmuus
and tears and fears, that these dear words are trne nf
all the countless dead.
BARON ROTHSCHILD DEAD.
The Head of (he Great London Bankiixr
House Closes His Accounts. *
A cable dispatch announces the death of r ;„„„i v-
than, Baron de Rothschild, head of the bantW C £ I * a "
established by his father in London in the e^rly
the present century. The founder of thi. years of
the Rothschild family was Mever
created a baron of th/Austrta? Em^ho^w^bo^
ceeded his father as head of the FmnkWfhrv,’ S Ji c "
other sons, Solomon, Nathan Mem rl th $
James, became tiie heads, respectively ^ f’ lr , es a . 1H *
houses in Vienna. London, xX? banking
Meyer, although ranking thini i a^ eJame' afmr'uu
father's death, the recognized headnftb.fL!;, hl 1
the London house became the central otlire f? 11 , 1 ., - ',. aIul
To this great business Lionel Nat m fv't,™!'
isos, dead yesterday, succeeded upon the death a hK
father, June28,1S36. Possessing the fnmiiu!?!, • °* ,
making money, he has added greatly to the g enn!i^ for
family fortune, liis operations 'belonging ^ the grand
type in which is found as much of stah^mrnship a “ of
knowledge of finance. In such a life there is lit h. oJ;
dent; that is. little that the public* knows* of Tbo
Rothschilds are masters of a£ art of holding the ?
tongues. Their victories and their defeats alike have
been accepted m silence. What the world has known of
the late Baron has been very much to his credit He
has developed largely the family trait of charitv-ehar
ity m tiie true sense of tiie word, irrespective of weds
or nationalities; sometimes of necessity, open but Is
chance discoveries have indicated, ofte’iier secret lie
has taken an active part in English politics, sitting in
the House of Commons tor many years (1858-’74) as Mem*
her tor the eit} ot London m the Liberal interest lie
was indeed elected to Parliament eleven years before lie
was allowed to take his seat. When first returned in
June, im, July, 1802 and March, 1857,h«TUfprinted
from entering upon his legislative duties by his. refusal
to take the oath of office in which was tiie phrase “on
the true taith of a Christian.” This phrase having been
expunged by the Jewish Emancipation Aet. passed in
the year 1858, Baron Ue Rothschild was seated at last
An amiable weakness that brought him close to the
heart of the average Englishman was his love of horse-
tiesh. He had a tine stable, and ns “Mr. Acton” was
well known upon the turf. In accordance with the fam
ily compact, entered into at the suggestion of his fat er
and confirmed at Frankfort in tiie year 1836, he married
in that year his cousin Charlotte, daughter of ch,ri«
The compact has not been lived up to rigdrous y of "late
years some members of the family-as Hannah
ter of Meyer Anselm and neice of Lionel Nathan who
married Lord Roseberry last March a year— iS
nednotonlyoutof the family, but out of the fewSh
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