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ATLANTA, GEORGIA, Junk 14,1879.
ATLANTA CONDENSED.
Distinguished Arrival.—“Czptain Green ha*
come to town; saw him big as life, as 1 came
down Peachtree” we overheard a group of idlers say,
and at the information, a darkey standing by
snapped his fingers and said “bully !” IPho was
Capt. Green ? We felt ashamed of our ignorance,
but Georgia has so many big men, and every elec
tion campaign turns out a new crop.
“Capt. Green’s arrived,” said our “baby” prin
ter to the toreman later in the day.
“Yes; I saw him, wish I could put my knife into
him this minute,” returned the foreman, whom we
had regarded as the most peaceable individual in
the world. Wondering what deep wrong on Capt.
Green’s part could have called forth the sanguinary
wish, we sat silent until the colored office boy
flourishing his broom enlightened us by exclaim-
ing;
“And I’ll put my knife inter him before to-mor
row* ef it takes the las’ half a dollar in my pocket.
Watermillions ort not to be so high these hard
times though.”
So Capt. Green was a watermelon—one of the
big, cool, green fellows we had seen that morning
lying in state in the door of a grocery store admired
by a concourse of small boys. The watermelon
season has begun; and the rural editor prepares to
indite his local paragraph about the “mammoth
melon, just laid on our table by that prince of good
fellows, Col. John Smith.” You could not have
the heart to set down a man’s title at anything
under a Colonel who had just made you a present
of a mammoth melon. Not all editors can weave
their locals into rhyme (even around such an in
spiring object as a watermelon donation) as can
Mr. White of the McDuffie Journal who thus de
scribes the dissecting of a thirty! pound Mountain
Sprout in his office:
‘On the table lies the monster—
Brave in color, cool anti green—
And around the printers gather,
Each one eager to be seen.
Deep the knife is plunged into it,
Then is driven clear around.
And the two halves fall asunder
With a strangely pleasant sound.
Gosh, though what a striking contrast!
That is what the printers think—
With the core as bright as coral,
And the seed as black as ink.
How the printers’ mouths do water,
How their smutty eyes do wink
As they glance first at the melon
And kindly of the donor think.
Now the foreman with the carver
Slices up the mammoth half,
Which he does with such a.trugic air
The printers have to laugh.
But at last the work is finished,
And to each ‘a take’ is given—
Eating melon in the Summer
Is a printer's earthly heaven. *
Last summer we remember smiling over a para
graph in a country paper, wherein the honest in
cumbent of the editorial chair returned thanks for
a magnificent J/u.t/i-melon. If he had said mush-
million we would have been sure he was that chief
manager at a Fourth of July celebration who,
inv ting the crowd 10 the table of cut melons, made
this genial and epigrammatic speech: “Ladies and
gentlemen, walk up, walk up, and don’t be noways
bashful. Here’s millions, both water and mush,
pitch in and help yourselves.” *
Under the Bridge.—The summer that has
given us mixed donations of roses and musketoes,
watermelons and tramps, has brought our Happy.
go-Lucky Club back to lounge under Broad street
bridge and divert us with its phases, varying from
active marble-playing with bets running high, to
passive nihilism, lying
“Like the gods reclined
Careless of mankind.” *
Just now, the marble business was in full blast.
Trade was forgotten and the bags of old iron and
rags were thrown asi :e in the excitement of the
game. The group was of various sizes and of com
plexions varying from the red headed Celt to a
shade as dark as a politician’s conscience. One lit
tle barefoot Caucasian was about to break the bank,
having won six marbles straight along, when a
body of policeman made a raid on the club and
routed our poor little ragged brigade ingloriously,
capturing half a dozen and scattering the others
like chaff before the wind. IVe owe these knights
of the club a grudge for t heir meddling. We were
more deeply interested in that game than in many
a windy, four hours address we have listened to.
Glad though that the little barefoot champion got
away from the blue coated ogres. :
Tye, who killed his father-in-law Sparks in this
city was acquitted on Monday last, and quite a
burst of enthusiasm took place when the verdict
was read.
DESDICHADO,
An Historical Romance.
BX JO BEAN.
CHAPTER III.
Never was attack made in greater confusion.
Each anxious that some other should first cope,
some pushing, others polling back, three were
cut down before they could make resistance.
Then a general fight ensued. Aimed at the knight
swords clashed and struck against each other,
while Sir Blondel with shield upraised and
mighty arm alert, struck every blow right home.
Two more caitiffs had fallen, and two more still
showed ghastly wounds, when one, Bertrand de
Gordon, bearing a lance, stooped down, and as
those before him struck-at the knight with swords
he vilely aimed at the only point exposed, and
inflicted a wound on Sir Blondel’s knee. The
knight sank down, but catching on the wounded
limb, continued to fight with such unabated fu
ry, that Yidemar gave the command -Fall back,’
and his men obeying, drew off and stood breath
lessly gazing on the fallen but unconquerable
hero whose eyes glared back on them. Vide-
mar now stepped forward, and saluting the
knight spake:
•Wilt thou not yet yield? I beg the honor of
entertaining so noble a knight at my castle. I
swear by all that is holy to serve him and his la
dy, and'after a brief period to usher them forth
in peace.’
The wounded knight turned round to her for
whom he strove, and was bleeding:
‘Lady,’ he said, ‘as your subject I crave your
answer to this offer.’
The princess had gszed with pride and won
dering admiration at the noble mein and resist
less arm of her champion. Her grief when she
saw him sink down, knew no bounds, and now
as his pale face turned toward her she reflected.
‘Surely so noble a knight must be known all
over the realm, they would net murder him.
Why should I bring down his l lood upon the
head of her, whose own must in turn be spilled.
No; let them take the wearied life they are pur
suing, and thus spare this grandest image of our
Maker, and then my last sigh, though in dun
geon walls shall go out in gratitude for his
sake.’
It was with this resolution that she turned to
the knight.
‘My lord is wounded, let us place ourselves
beneath the oppressor’s protection.’
•Lady,’ answered Sir Blondel, T prithee not
so. If perish I must, here let it be with the blue
heaven above us, and this freedom in our fouls.
And when they seek me in the morning and I
shall not be, your helplessness would move a
a heart of scone, and even the tyrant will pity
and protect you.’
His spirit found full response in hers. She
the daughter of dead kings would also then have
died in the glorious light of freedom, and by the
hand that had slain her father, would the last
light of the house of Navarre been quenched.
But with womanly sympathy for the wounded
man, and a hope deep though distant that should
heaven spare them to each other—she spake:’
‘Wouldst thou Si_atch from me my only hope,
thy life? Thou hast achieved what I deemed
above the power of mortals. But heaven is
above all, and into its almighty keeping we com
mit ourselves. Rule thy spirit and once again,
Berengena may call on f hee to battle.’
Sir Blondel said no more. Already, his wound
not cangerous, but goaded by his armor, and
intensified in pain by the bruises on his person,
was xhausting his strength which had been
considerably spent in the combat. Tuen top,
whib ^oufii^jl t.h^t ^
RESOLUTIONS OF RESPECT.
Thecommittee appointed to report resolutions of
respect to the memory of Miss Evalina M. Fuller
beg leave to submit the following: ’
Whereas our Heavenly Father In the wisdom of
His providence, has removed bv death. Miss Evalina
M. Puller, a pupil of the First Baptist Sabbath-
schcol, of Atlanta, Ga.
1. Resolved, That the character of this dear child
as set forth by her devoted step-mother, and as
known to her teacher and friends, impresses us
with its simplicity, its gentleness and its merit.
2. Resolved. That while sorrowing that we shall
not see her face again on earth, we shall treasure
with grateful affection ail ol Christ’s spirit which
she was, by His almighty grace, enabled to exhib-
3 Resolved, That we tender our heartfelt sympa
thy to her beloved parents and family and pray God
our Good Shepherd may watch over them and us
and guide us to that bright world above, into which
He lovingly bears every one of His flock.
4. Resolved, That copies of these resolutions be
spread on the minutes of the Sabbath-school, and
furnished the family and the Christian Index for
E ublication, together with these lines written by
er devoted step-mother:
“Midst the spring time of life ere its summers drew
nigh.
girlhood’s beauty came the summons to die;
With youths sweet dreams clinging round her
heart.
So fair, so well beloved, how hard from us to part!
While beauty’s fair crown rests lightly on earth,
A vacant chair casts a gloom round our hearth.
We miss her when twilight sheds its roseate light,
W e wake to feel she is gone from our sight;
W’e miss her when twilight shadows gently fall-
Her merry voice answers not affection's soft call-
B he sleeps away from our tender, watchful care,
But her spirit pure dwelleth in a clime more fair.
Our Savior has borne this lamb to His fold
Tenderly lifting her lrom our clinging hold,
Her loving heart will know neither grief or care
While sorrow's burden still silently we must hear.
Farewell, sweet one! when life’s sun for us has set
On heaven's bright shore we hope to meet thee yet-
Peacefully may’st thou rest’neath the dewy sod ! ’
With faith, hope ai:d prayer, we give thee uptoGod.
Mama.
Very respectfully submitted,
J. W. Fears Ch’n.
First Baptist Sabbath-school, Atlanta,Ga., June 1,
1878.
cult: ^icpa ^ ith hflfi, he /'Ared that bounded as
he was, 1 they might overpower him, and feeling
‘they dare not harm us,’ he also trusted that
some day Berengena would again call on him to
battle. So having thus decided he addressed
Videmar in a loud, clear voice;
‘You have hounded down and attacked an in
nocent lady, and now after useless fighting and
slaughter of your men, you turn and ask her to
jour castle. Should we entrust ourselves to
your keeping, what pledges do yon make for our
protection? Stand forth and swear upon your
honor.’
Videmar dismounted and baring his head, ap
proached the knight, though not within the reach
of swords, and he promised:
‘By all things true and holy, I swear to do
you justice; to treat you under my walls as hon
ored guests until to other lodgings you do
lemove.’
‘Upon these conditions then, my lord, re
plied the knight, ‘we place ourselves beneath
your honor and protection, and upon such terms
I do not yield but only sheathe my sword,’ say
ing which he dropped the brand which had
served him so well, and picking up his discard
ed battle axe he rehted it in its guard. Vidt-
mar seeing the death dealer thus stored away
walked up, and unlacing the trappings of his
sword he handed it to a follower, saying:
‘Sir knight, in the immediate presence of
beauty it is not loyal to bear arms. I giv6 mine
to my squire, sc do with yours.’
The young knight seemed surprised at this
proceeding, but silently he presented his battle
axe and banded it to Stephen.
Then Videmar bent his knee before the lady
and Sir Blondel saying:
‘Fair Princess, you are welcome to my ca3tle.’
‘May I demand,’ asked the lady, ‘yonr author
ity sir, for thus attacking a peaceful company?’
•I took you,’ was the tyrant’s answer, ‘for ma
rauders we were seeking.’
‘Then since,’ continued the lady, ‘you per
ceive your mi-take, we may proceed in peace.’
‘Not,’ answered Videmar, until you have
graoea my castle and yonr champion’s wound is
looked to, ‘
‘Mark, then,' proclaimed the lady, with her
head erect and her eyes aglow, ‘the last free
words and will of Berengena. By all the laws
of chivalry, I protest against this foul proceed
ing.’
‘Then,’stammered Videmar, ‘i. mast protest
against a princess riding far out thus, with an
QDknown and suspicions character.’
He turned his craven face away in uttering
this, for he eonld not meet the injured look up-
on the lady's face, and he dared not face the
glances of the knight, and to evade their reply
he gave the order, ‘bring np the hoises.’
This was a signal for the retainers to advance,
who accordingly riding np, formed aronnd the
prisoners in a circle, while Stephen led oat the
knights, charger and the lady's palfrey.
‘Gan yon mount, Sir knight ?‘ ask 3d Videmar,
for the hero was writhing in pain from his
wounds.
‘I can.’answered Sir Blondel sternly, and as Vi
demar advanoed to the lady, he sprang between
them, and placing her in her saddle be dragged
himself, with an effort, into his own. Another
signal from the tyrant chief, and the soldiers
formed in two lines about the prisoners, four in
front and fonr behind, while Videmar drew up
on the right side of the princess, the yonng
knight being on her left. Old Stephen was or
dered to follow in the rear and the rest of the,
soldiers remained behind to care for the dead
and wounded. The trumpet sonnded and as
they slowly left the scene which but an hour ago
they had approaohed so lull of hope, Videmar
spake again:
‘Fair princess, I bid you welcome to my castle. ‘
‘It is a strange reception for a lady, sir, ‘ an
swered Berengena, ‘when in times of peaoe she
is pursued by armed men, and forced, instead of
being attracted, to a oastle. *
Videmar, after mattering some confused reply,
quitted her side, and for some distance the two
captives were granted the charity of privacy.
For a long interval the silence was unbroken,
each being buried in the solitude of their own
nearts emotions, but at length in clear and aff-.ct-
ing tones the lady said:
•My Lord, while deeply I deplore my own fate,
it is forgotten in my solicitude for you, and my
remorse in hav ng brought you to this untimely
fate.‘
‘Why lady,* answered tpe knight rousing, and
trying for her sake to smile, ‘I was thinking of
the peasant whom yon envied this morning and
who doubtlessly envied us, as like a glittering
pageant we passed her but to undergo suspense
and straggling and sorrow. And this is life.
The peasant looks at the heights of power and
longs to inhabit splendor, and the prince gazes
from his gilded captivity, and sighs for the rustic
heath and pleasure ol the peasant. God keep us
all. but still I embrao* my responsibilities and
it is selfishness in ,rou to withhold even yonr
griefs from the faithfil heart that is be ating at
your side. Had Heaien willed that by the yeild-
ing up of life I could have rescued, most gladly
would my spirit and not my form have teen
watching over you nov. But remember, God is
our keeper, and despair does not sit well npon
our spirits. ‘
‘Brave knight,’ ansvered the lady, ‘oould any
one have saved me, ithad been you, and still in
your presence I dis'arp compliance. But I
know the heart of thai evil villain. As for me
the life of Berengana. has been beset with so
much sorrow, that I ciuld hail death as my de
liverer; it is the thou|ht of your young life cut
off in all its glory.’
‘That glory withott you would be all dark
ness,' answered the knght fervently, ‘but let us
dash away these crava thoughts. He lives not
who would dare ’
‘Dare ! exclaimed te lady, ‘what dares the
falcon when the dove i> struggling in its talons.’
‘Aye!’ roared tfie night, but he knows not
that the eagle is poisig over him.’
‘But the struck eagl’ continued the lady, ‘is
stretched upon the plin and his eye gazes on
the setting sun. 1 rust we have that spirit
within us which will odure more than our ene
mies can offer. Veri! our times are in God’s
hand, and may he kec us calm. May he spare
your life to her for wim you have endured so
much and spare me—'
What her speech wdd have been we cannot
say, for Videmar rodtup and she did not con
clude. His jealous af vindictive spirit chafed
on witneising their tnd intercourse uniil be
could endure his^emions no longer, and he
rode up to interfere. The guards closed up also
and as no further conlrse could continue with
out ageneral audiencthe captives rode in si
lence. It was an txhasting ride to the captives
suffering as they weren mind and body, and
the lady became so eble at times that the
knight, wounded and ink as he was, rode near
to support her with l arm. It was a trying
experience to all, toie oppressors as well as
the captives, i.o that 1 were thankful when a
dark cloud arose andaused them to increase
their speed to a gallop Aud ever as they rode
the knight gazed on fr lovely face beside him.
There was to him a na. less joy, in moving even
though it were to deal beside the last repre
sentative of a grand d ruined house. And
more than once thosdreamy, wondrous eyes
rested long and fondlon th<% noble features of
the knight, pale notrom loss of blood, and
whose sxpression everianged from tenderness
as they beamed on thady, to deep and deadly
hate as they frowneon the motley throng
around them. The suqood just midway in the
heaven as they near! their destination, for
gloomy and dismal 1 frowning ramparts of
tli^caAde tos^ r atg of^
row chilled the JV”1 tips family mur-
as from her gaze they took the knight away. He
was borne up long, winding stairways and
through dark and gloomy halls, until at last a
heavy door grated on its rusty hinges and he
was pushed inside. The door closed and he was
alone. His first emotions of agonized love for
the unfortunate princess, were followed by those
of indignation and revenge, and then with a
hope of rescue, came the spirit of effort and of
action. Under this latter impulse he rose from
his despair and examined the room. It seemed
one accustomed to an inmate as was proved by
the straw lately pressed, and some rnde furni
ture, but the security of theapartment indicated
the inhabitant to have been a prisoner, for there
were chains and shackles. The barred door
through which he had been forced, was the only
access,and two small windows or narrow slits,ad
mitted a chilly air without much light. He
dragged himself to one of these for his wound
ed limb had become numb and powerless, and
gazed, as well as he eonld, at the prospect All
hope of escape through these vanished at a
glance. Far below him were roofs, turrets and
battlements of the castle, and should he attempt
to call, his voice csuld not be heard or heeded.
With a sigh he looked on the land they had
passed over and then stretching his vision far
away to the West, he caught the glitter of
ocean’s waves in the setting.sun. His hopeless
search ended, for once even that heroic spirit
gave way, and falling upon his pallet his mind
was seized with all the horrors of his situation.
His woes were intensified as the long, sombre
shadows grew npon the floor, until as the light .... b ..., 01IUUJ
faded, his life seemed flitting away with it, and ? na I* vv ^° brinks, though ‘only a little. „„„ „, Jla
at length all grew vague and dreamy in the ! if , ne; -’ ou cannot recall what is past, and vour
darkness. j onl Y c '°urse is to be gentle and forbearing towards
j your husband; and do not exasperate him by re-
' ?™. ae .ff,° r ,Pf r P etua J tears and sad looks. At the
Answers to Correspondents.
Walker Richmond, Va., says: I am a young law
yer and attended Court last week in an adjoining
County. There was a conSbjerable list of prison
ers, and Judge P. said pleasantly to the Sheriff:
‘There is no hope of my ever getting a pair of
gloves out of you in this County.’ The sheriff
looked puzzled and I did not know what the Judge
meant. Can you tell me ? ”
HeaBuded to an old custom, still practiced some-
tirnesm England, that required the sheriff to pre
sent the Judge with a pair of white gloves if there
were no prisoners to be tried at that particular as-
size. Our American judiciaries stand in no danger
of having to auction off white gloves.
Minna says: I have been married three years to
a man who is industrious and kind except when he
is under the influence of liquor. He has made
many attempts to break the habit and seems to be
greatly mortified by it, but it clings to him and he
seems to be growing more irritable and less ashamed
of being intoxicated. Several times lately he has
been quarrelsome and abusive. IFhat can I do to
help cure him of this habit that is ruining him ? He
is losing all energy and he was called very smart
when we were married. He drank then—but only
a little.
Y~our case is a common, but not the less a hard
one. It is a pity you or any girl, should marry a
But this
(To be Continued.)
Movements in Southern Society.
As a grand attraction for the summer, Niagara
Falls is to be illuminated with electric light. Why
not Mammoth Cave?
A large ball was given at Fair Hall in Rockville,
Maryland, .lately. The ladies were in full ball cos
tume and Daunch's orehestre gave the music.
Miss Lula Meriwether, of Senatobia, Miss., who
is so great a favorite with the young gentlemen of
Memphis, Tenn, has left that city for her home af
ter a protracted visit.
Mr. Charles G. Miller, a popular young account
ant of Baltimore, led to the hymenial alter, Wed
nesday, at Culpepper, Va., Miss Gertrude Gray, a
beautiful and accomplished young lady of that sec
tion.
The Terpsichorean Club, of Henderson ,N. C. gave
a large hop last week. The attendance of ladie s
were very large and the youth and beauty of South
side \ irginia aud Eastern North Carolina graced
the scene.
The fashionable world will be glad to learn that
buttons on gloves have been done away, superseded
bj a system of lacing, which is described as giving
rise to a “delicious sensation, like the hand was
melting in the glove.”
same time let him feel by a few earnest, private
words the wrong he is doing you as well as himself.
. !V, ou rI ° some good in counteracting the
habit by attention to his diet. It seems strange to
you perhaps, but the best hygeinists have determ
ined that diet has almost as much to do with the
disease of drunkenness as heredity Meats espe
cially pork and bacon, greasy and fried will en
courage the morbid thirst for liquor. Baron Lu-
big-s theory that liquor drinking is only compatible
with animal food has been tried lately by English
scientists, and proven true. Maccaroni, beans,
|P* S nn “ unbolted wheat bread are antagonistic to
Bessie writes; My cousin Sue T. is very pretty
and much admired. She is engaged to five differ-
I ent young men and she says it is “all right;” she
j is “going to have her fun in this world.” I have
been taught that an engagement of marriage was
sacred.
mured 'shall we be part ?’
Had they not regarddhe castle as their pris
on it was a gloomy strnnre to contemplate. A
huge pile of rocks risinin such confused bat
tlements and turrets t,t it would have been
hard to decide whether was formed by nature
or nature’s lord, had itot been for the strong
outer wall. No sign ofsgetation showed itself,
except when here andiere in some crevice of
the rocks, a stunted we> or shrub struggled for
life. As they rode dowa rocky glen, the trum
pet sounded which wainswered from the cas
tle wall, and as they reihed the moat the draw
bridge was lowered, sd across it out of light
and freedom and intojloom and uncertainty
they rode. The last b6eman had scarcely left
the drawbridge when itas quickly raised again.
The soldiers immediate formed in line around
the prisoners and Videur spurring up, wheeled
hi3 horse directly in tint and said with as
much gallantry as he odd command:
•Your orders shall 1 obeyed as baroness of
the castle,’ and, pointig to some women ad
vancing, ‘these ladies aait your summons.'
No sound indicated le feelings of the prin
cess, but her face, now He as death seemed, for
an instant, lost at this range of her sufferings,
and then looked beseccingly at the knight.
Videmar watched to ® the effect of bis speech
but as the lady answ.ed not, but continued
gazing on the knight, is next speech was ad
dressed to Sir Blondel.
‘To you, sir, who bak there spake so loftily
of conditions, hear thin, you are my prisoner,
and as such have yield! up, not sheathed, your
sword. Is my guest leased with his recep
tion ?'
But the knight, lib the princess, only sat
speechless, for hi3 migled feeling of surprise,
indignation and gitieF-wilsd his lips, while his
hand vainly sought at lis side for his trusty bat
tle axe.
Videmar seeing his lok and motion of defi
ance continued:
‘What 1 dost defy us <?en here ? Varlets, place
this tiger in the doDjon. and immediately some
seven men rushed nporthe knight, seized and
draeged him from his horse while he exclaimed:
‘Villains, were it not it my lady, here would
I die, and yonr false ilood should stain this
soil before mine shouldnake its vengeance plea
to heaven. ‘Arch traitir, when this oharge is
brought against yon, h)w will you answer to
your king ?’
At the word king, f idemar‘s veins swelled
with rage, and his whc« frame shook with an
ger.
‘Villain!’ he exolaimei, shaking his fist in the
captive's face, ‘if yon ute that term again, your
blood shall straightaway answer for it. Thrice
with that name upon iheir lips, cowards have
besieged these walls. These moats were their
sepulchres and their badies fed the vultures.’
As this announcement of resistance to the
king burst from the lips or Videmar, the awful
situation of the knight dawned npon, but did
not appall his spirit, and his voice was cslm as
he replied;
‘Yon are, then, the traitor on whose head a
price is set. ’
‘Elsewhere,’ replied Videmar, ‘call me what
you will. Here, I am lord of Chaluz. My will
has never and shall never know a king as you
shall learn. Slaves, on with him to the doijon,’
for the attendants had stopped daring this in
terview.
Resistance availing nothing, the knight only
glanced back as they bore him off, and saw the
lady with a despairing look upon her face, aud
stretching her nands toward him, while she
wildly called his name. Reaeon forsook him,
and nttering aloud, ‘I come,’ the knight threw
off the men holding him and rnshed toward the
princess. She sprang, from her saddle to meet
him but was received instead in Videmar’s arms,
while the knight was quickly overpowered and
this time borne away. He gave a last look at
the princess, who sighed ‘farewell ’ and fainted,
Anna M. Holstein, agent, has issued an address
to the people of Bennsylvania, formally announc
ing that the \ alley Forge headquarters -will be ded
icated June i9th, and that Senator Bayard has
consented to be the orator of the day.
Robeit J. W a !];<" H- -v>*. / L. 1 e-tp^-tgereta^-v
- '' * ** w . ^ /fin ,
ex-Governor of Kansas, was married at ^Washing
ton on Wednesday last, to Miss Katie Kendig, a
very beautiful and accomplished young lady of the
nation’s capital.
Among the passengers of the Cunaed steamer
Gallias, which sailed from New* York last Wednes
day, were Col. and Mrs. Charles C. Jones, accom
panied by Miss Lizzie Buker, daughter of Mr. Al
fred Baker, President of the National Exchange
Bank, all of Augusta, Ga.
Dr. E. F. Rice, of New Market, and his wife, nee
Miss Lou W. Robinson, formerly of Woodstock, Va.
celebrated their silver wedding with great eclat on
the 23rd of May. The New Market band furnished
the music, and many of the guests brought hand
some presents of silverware.
A Washington correspondent says: “Among the
belles now here, is Miss Emma Etheridge, of Ten
nessee, whose father was for many years a repre
sentative in congress from that State. She is a de
vout Roman Catholic, having been converted to
that faith while at the convent school here. For
wit and repartee she has no equal.
Mr. Henry Hyer Knowles, formerly of Pensaco
la Florida, was united in marriage with Gertrude
Lalla Rookh Plows, at Chicago, on Thursday, the
2'Jth of May. The bride is a resident of Chicago)
and the rites were solemnized at St. James’ Protes
tant Episcopal church by the Rev. Dr. S. S Harris.
A large and fashionable company witnessed the
ceremony.
Miss Mildred Lee, the daughter of Gen. Robert
E. Lee, 1ms been visiting Mr. and Mrs. Edgar, our
Consul to Egypt, and his charming wife, at their
home in Beyrouth. Report says that Miss Lee will
not return to her own dear Virginia home, but will
entrust her future happiness to the keeping of an
Englishman, whom she met upon the ancient and
historic Nile, and granted his request for her heart
and hand.
In New Orleans last week, the well-known Hebrew
gentleman, Mr. Weiss gave a grand entertainment
to the confirmation class of Temple Linau at his res
idence on Jackson St. During the evening a thou
sand dollar bond was presented to Rabbi Guthiem
as a testimonial of admiration of his heroism du
ring the yellow fever distress. The Rabbi gracious
ly accepted the gift, but it is thought he will donate
it to charitable enterprises.
Miss Dixie Laird and Mr. Joseph Maddox were
married last Wednesday evening, at the residence
of the bride’s father, Rev. W. J. Speirs officiating.
The bride, dressed in white organdy trimmed
with delicate lace, looked lovely. The groom, a fine
looking gentleman, is greatly esteemed by all who
know him. The bridesmaids also in white, were,
the charming Miss Katie Wright, of Atlanta, and
Miss Mary Maddox, of Dalton. Messrs John Buch
anan and Thos. McKay were the male attendants.
An elegant supper and dance followed the marriage
ceremony.
We have just received an invitation to attend the
wedding of one of the loveliest and most accomplish
ed girls of Southern Georgia, Miss Nellie Hood,
daughter of the highly esteemed Judge Arthur
Hood, of Cutlibert, and his amiable and hospitable
wife. The groom, Mr. E. W. Deveney, is a gentle
man worthy of ihe prize he has gained. We ten
der both parti s our heartiest congratulations and
trust that honor, love aud prosperity will attend
them through life. They passed through Atlanta
on the 14th en route for their Northern homes.
You have been taught right, Bessie, and I hope
your cousin Sue’s idea of “fun” will not infect von
It seems a very loose one ami will end in her friends
and admirers losing respect for her. This very prac
tice of girls engaging themselves promiscuously and
numerously has done much towards diminishing the
estimation of men for women and lessening their
own regard for the engagement vow. I wouldn’t
distribute myself around so, no matter what cousin
Sue does.
Carl, Tuskegee, Ala., asks: TFhat is the age "of
the earth, according to science '! And what caused
volcanoes ?
Scientists differ about the age of our planet quite
as widely as the doctors differ about yellow fever.
Sir Tl'iHiam Thomson set down the earth’s age at
about one hundred millions of years. Professor
Tait says between ■ fifteen and twenty millions.
Quite lately an eminent scientist has made out the
age of the earth’s crust to be 600,coo,000. So, it looks
like pretty wild guess-work to us. Volcanoes are
said to lie the pockets of molten rock, left here and
there, in the solidification of the earth, which is
conceded by some geologists to have been a l-.i-
1 mold'll ms; - that Began *o harden first nthfcKo
centre, Uie solidification extending gradual!,! to
rtie outer surface, but leaving these “pockets,” or
liquid sacs, as raw streaks are left sometimes in a
cake. The mountainous elevation about them is,
we suppose, the solidified bubble of the hot lava—
the upheaval that took place prior to the eruption.
Other scientists who hold that the centre of the
earth is a liquid mass, regard volcanoes as the out
lets—the escape valves of the internal heat.
Rosa, Montgomery, Ala., says: I am engaged to
be married to a young man whose family is of bet
ter social standing than mine. I am not able to
buy as handsome a wedding outfit as I could wish,
and it has been suggested to me to get it on credit
and pay for it after I am married. I do not like
this plan, though I feel sure my intended would
cheerfully pay for the things, and I know several
ladies, who have bought their trosseaus in this
way. Do you think it wrong ?
Yes, deciderly. No lady of delicacy would like
to have her husband pay her debts that were con
tracted before marriage. There may be cases
where this is unavoidable, but yours is not one of
them. A debt for bridal finery is not a necessary
one, like a debt for food, or one incurred because of
sickness. I would be married in a ten cent white
lawn and wear a five cent print as a “reception
dress,” before I would sliine in "‘gorgeous array,”
for which a bill had to be thrust under the bride
groom’s nose before the honeymoon had reached
its last quarter.
Dallas, of Cuthbert, Ga. ‘ says: I became ac
quainted with a young lady who was visiting at
the same house where I was stopping. She was
amiable and pretty and I soon fell in love with and
became engaged to her. She professes to love me
entirely, but she accepts the devoted attentions of
another gentleman—a friend of mine who became
acquainted with her at the same time that I did.
She is soon to leave for her own home to make prep
arations to marry me, she says, but she has given this
other man permission to accompany her home while
she only expressed a wish for xne to go a part of the
way with her: the journey requiring two days.
Now what do you think of her conduct ? I don’t
wish to appear jealous, but I cannot help it under
the circumstances.
You are certainly justifiable in feeling uneasiness
as to the lady’s conduct. Since she has promised to
marry you and still professes to love you, you
should remonstrate with her on her coquetry. No
young lady engaged to one man has a right to ac
cept devoted attention from another. And if she
does perform that two days journey in his compa
ny after vour protest, I would let her journey
through life with him if he wants her, and hunt up
some girl who was less promiscuous in the distribu
tion of her smiles.
Correspondent’s Column,
[Answers to these cards must be sent in care Sunny
South, enclosed in a blank, unsealed and stamped en
velope. If they contain nothing objectionable, we will
forward at once to the parties for whom intended.J
My name is Glendora. I am just seventeen, a
demi - blonde, hazle eyed, but with chestnut hair,
“brown in the shadow, gold in the sun.” I am “va
riously accomplished,” as the story-writers say. I
cannot only
“Make a cherry pie
As quick as a cat can wink his eye, ’
but I can broil beef-steak and make crullers and
coffee equal to a French steamboat cook. I can ride
horseback and am the blue ribbon croquetist of our
neighborhood. I am called a splendid reader, and
have “spoken in public on the stage” a good many
times, aud had the newspapers to compliment my
historic talent. I don’t want to marry. I love my
freedom too well; but I would like one or two gen
tle correspondents just to vary the dreary monoto
ny of the summer.
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