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go cal platters. 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. ■-fe P f, b r