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VOLUME XII.—NUMBER 594.
ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY MORNING, APRIL 2,1887.
PRICE: $2.00 A YEAR IN ADVANCE.
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Snaking Across the Bloody Chasm.
THE FLOWER OF FAME.
■D. OOOLBT.
At morn a bod,
Mims Ihut.i, still dampened br tbe morning dew,
Alee promise of a beauty pneorpanad,
And lay upon the altar of onr view
She possibilities tbe future may
At noon a full blown rose,
Wtsee fragrance, which It scatters oa Ihs air,
Is eqetled only by Its loyellness.
Che model which the artist paints with ears.
And tbe never-dying substance of the poet’s song.
At night a faded flower,
Whose withered leaves are trampled Into dnst
Unheeded by tbe busy passer-by;
Woose perfnme, which was borne by every gust,
is lost amid tbe tempest of tbe night.
And so with fame.
At mom *tts brightened by hope’s fairest dreams,
To bloom Into reality at noon;
At eve tbe son’s refilgent beams
Find but the ashes of ambition’s flame.
6EN. EWING’S ADDRESS
When Virginia Sits at the
Head of the Table,
Ohio Claims a Seat as one of the
Family.
Editor Sunny South:—On the 22nd of Feb
ruary 1887, the first annual dinner of the
Southern Society of New York City, was giv
en. In an address to the distinguished guests,
general Thomas Ewing said: “Ohio and her
sister States of the Northwest are prond and
A CHAEITY SHINE.
The Dirty Faced Bootblaok and His
Conversion.—See Engraving.
Editor Sunny South:
Several years ago whilst I was staying a few
months in San Francisco, I became acquainted
with a very ragged, dirty faced boot-black,
who for that reason was not allowed to come
into the hotel where I wa* a guest, but to whom
I gave a charity shine on tbe street corner near
by whenever I chanced to meet him there.
One day he drifted into the office of a friend
of mine where it was my custom to spend sev
eral hours each day, and hef ire he went away
we had entered into an agreement that he was
to call each day and earn the price of a shine.
As 1 have said he was a ragged dirty faced
boy apparently 12 years of age; he was au ex
pert at smoking and chewing tobacco, and
could swear about as fluently as such boys us
ually can; and save his miserable appearance
and the sad dreamy expression of his large
eyes, he possessed no means of appeal unless
it was, the old curbstone invitation “Shine ’em
up Mister?’’ which is more likely to drive away
a customer than to win him.
When he had been coming to the office about
a week be became quite talkative and I was
surprised at the real friendship that had Bpru.ng
up between us, very unexpectedly to me; but
yet it was true I had learned to feel sorry for
the unfortunate boy, and he was bright enough
to perceive this, and grateful enough to render
as many additional acts of kindness as was in
his power to do. And thus I learned that he
possessed a good kind heart, and I loved him
for it. I had not forgotten my own boyhood
when it seemed no bright days would ever
dawn for me.
His presence recalled to me times in the past
when I would have undergone almost any sac
rifice to have gained a kind word or a friend—
bnt alas this world is cold and the people in it
are too apt to regard misfortnne as the result
of willful dissipation or idleness, or any of a
score of other reasons they may assign, and so
I had lived away the years in dreary solitude
that should have been the happiest of my life;
and now when I had grown to be a man, and
read anew the bitter pages of my early life’s
history in the pale and haggard features of the
little wanderer I was sorry for him, and I loved
him, not because he was a poor outcast but be
cause he was a brave boy who was not afraid
to live and work, even though he found the
race of life the tiresome journey the friendless
orphan only can.
One day when he had stopped to talk awhile
after finishing his task, (as he always did now
when I gave him the slightest encouragement)
I asked him why he wasted his scanty earn
ings on such a foolish practice as the use of
tobacco instead of saving his money to pur
chase comfortable and respectable clothing ?
He could not tell me why unless it was the
custom nf “the bnye” to sj—<3 ail the’r -an -i-
iogs, and as it was the universal practice to
WASHINGTON CITY. ! PERSONAL MENTION.
THE BOOTBLACKS.-See Article in Another Column.
MAUDE A. HARRIS.
T.appj to be lemembereJ of ‘-heir kinship with
Virginia. When Virginia sits at the head of I smoke, he smoked too; but, said he, bis hon-
fche table Ohio claims a seat as one of the fam- e8 *' face brighter and fairer than I had ever
ily. Gentlemen, the North craves a loving
and lasting peace with the South. It asks no
humiliating concessions. It recognizes as the
eause of the war, the Constitutional question
of the right of Secession, which question had
neither a right side nor a wrong side to it.
Our forefathers simply evaded the question in
framing the Constitution. They left the ques
tion in the lap of the gods. Now, the Northern
people are not so mean, fanatical or foolish as
to oomplain of the South that it believed then,
and believes now, that it had the right side of
that question.”
Now, Mr. Editor, I Dill not dwell upon the
novelty of a Southern Society organized in the
city of New York, nor accuse any section of
fawning or acting the part of tbe sycophant,
making, ui consciously, repeated concessions,
b«t will simply point to conclusions on® must
some to when reading General Ewing’s ad
dress.
He says the question had “neither a right
side nor a wrong side to it,” that it was a mere
matter of dispute in regard to interpretation,
and that the Constitution sat mum, as it were,
without protest, and witnessed the dtsperate
struggle between the sovereign States for a
final setth ment. If this be true, the query
naturally arises, Then by what power does the
Constitution derive its right to sanction the
taxation of our half of the country to support
the expense of pensions granted tbe other half.
If war was the only means to a final settle
ment, no distinction should be made between
those of different sections who made the so
lution of the question possible. If there was no
right nor wrong side why such unjust discrimi
nation? From such a standpoint who can be able
to justify the liberation of the slaves, the accu
mulated labor of our fathers, without compen ■
sation. I contend that there was a wrong
aide. Yea; the ashes of a thousand happy
Southern homes, the liberation, by force of
arms, the inheritance of the widows and or
phans of the South sufficiently testify to its
monstrous wrong.
Gen. Ewing says: “Surely with the author
ity of Jefferson and Madison in favor of the
Southern view, and Washington and Hamilton
in lavor of the Northern view, each side can
admit, at least, the sincerity of the other.”
Had the North recognized these principles of
justioe, here indicated, there conid have been
no war. Invasion of Southern homes would
have been impossible. With such palpable
moral inequalities apparent in the acts of all
conoemed, how can one but observe the grace
ful attitude the South poses before an admir
ing North, who modestly approaches with
many kind and loving words of reconciliation.
I love the noble-hearted South and glory that
my lot with her is cast, and as year by year I
witness her encroachments upon tbe sympa
thies of an admiring North, I exclaim with
Gilmore Sims:
“Oh, the sweet South, the sunny, sunny, South,
Land of true feeling, land forever mine;
I drink the kisses of her rosy mouth,
And my heart swells as with a draught of
wine.”
Fr.oRP.ycR M. Scott.
Hot Springs, Ark.
“The Blue and the Gray.”
The G. A. R. Posts and Confederate Camps
(old soldier social and benevolent organiza
tions) of Chattanooga, Knoxville, Atlanta,
Birmingham and other Southern cities pro-
vxwe visiting Cincinnati about the latter part
of May. The Grand Army “boys” and resi
dent ex-Confederates of the city and vicinity
have joined hearts and hands for the purpose
of giving their visiting comrades and friends
a right royal welcome. Meetings of the gen
eral joint committee are held every Thursday
evening, and arrangements already well under
way give promise of one of the most pleasant
and interesting affairs that has ever occurred
here.
It is expected that not only the “old sol
diers,” of both sides, but their friends gener-
ally will come and see what their Cincinnati
comrades can do in the way of entertainment
when we spread ourselves.
As the matter is of more than local signifi
cance we shall give full details in our March
and April issues.—Cincinnati Artisan.
seen it, “If you say quit, it’ll be quit ’ith me;
you’re the only man that ever talked to me
like I was a boy, an’ I like you bettern any
man I ever see, an’ I’ll do anythii g you tell
me to, coz I know it would be proper, an’ I
don’t want to be any wurs’n I kin help, for I
know that’s mighty bad at best.”
I could not help it, I took the boy by the
hand for I knew it was an honest heart that
prompted such determination, and I was
prouder then of the little outcast’s grasp than
I could have been if the greatest dignitary in
the whole world had condescended to pay me
that tribute of respect. And when I raised my
eyes to his aDd saw the big tears trickling
down his cheeks I was carried back to boy
hood again and shed again the tears of grati
tude that is the sweet relief to an overcharged
heart.
Yes, I was a boy again, and we stood there
hand in hand, two of life’s unfortunates upon
whom the world had stamped the heartless
name of wanderer.
He told me he could just remember the
death of his mother, "and my father,” said he
between his sobs, “was killed in the war.
’Twas when my mother died and I had no
friends, that I wandered away from our once
happy home, far from here, away off in Geor
gia. Please don’t be angry with me for cry
ing, ’tis the first time I have cried since at
mother’s grave, and I tried so hard to keep
from it, sir? but I could not help it, indeed 1
couldn’t.”
I knew he could not help it, and I knew too
that there was no surer sign of a noble, gen
erous heart; so, unperceived, I walked away
and left him sobbing like an innocent babe.
That evening I busied myself searching for
some suitable employment for him, and as I
was known in that quarter of the city, I found
little trouble in finding a place where he could
earn sufficient to secure for him a life of com
fort, and respectability hitherto unknown to
him.
Next morning he came at the usual time,
but he was unlike the boy I had seen in tears
the proceeding day.
His face was radiant with hope, and hap
piness was the only picture reflected from his
beautiful eyes.
I did not tell him the good news I had for
him at once, but wai.ed for an opportunity,
for I thought I perceived an anxiety on his
part to talk freely, now that he was certain I
was his friend, and so I waited to hear what
he would say.
After several attempts to commer ce at con
versation, he succeeding in pulling off a piece
of a hat that covered a portion of his head,
and unpinning, from the inside of it, a much
soiled piece of paper, handed it to me saying,
“I told you I would and I’ve done it.”
You shall read what that paper contained:
“i solemly sware to God that iff ever i smoke
another sigaret or chaw anuther chaw ofto-
backer or sware or cus agin i hope he wil kil
me ded on the spot. .”
“I mean it every word,” said he, when I
looked up, after reading the strange oath.
I believed him and told him of .the place I
had secured for him, he could scarcely believe
but that he was dreaming, but it was true I
told him, and that evening I met him after he
had been interested in his new home, and I
am sure we were the happiest people in the
world. He, because Providence had smiled
upon him and given him a friend, and I, be
cause I had learned that the greatest gift tn
life is a kind word.
That was years ago but the same hand I
held with pride then I clasp now with double
affection.
lie is a man now and could some of the men
who cast him a nickle or dime, thoughtlessly
when his task was finished in years gone by,
see him nov, I think they would envy the ca
reer of the successful bootblack—my friend l
Demetrius A. Gallagher.
The Strange Romance of
Salvationist.
work and to the army and speaks with great
force and vigor.
“After earning and throwing away thou
sands of dollars, Lieutenant Harris is work-
Circus Eider, Actress, Base Ball Play
er, Sculler and Jockey in Turn.
The Beaver Family.
In Madison Parish, Louisiana, a number of
beavers have undermined the Mississippi river
levee. It is the first time in levee history that
these industrious animals were caught at such
work. It was thought that the beaver family
was extinct in Louisiana, but the killing of a
half dozen shows that they yet flouish. In
Pennsylvania, Governor Beaver is bard at
work undermining all aspirants for Federal
Senator. Verily, the beavers have not all
evoluted into hats.
Hod, H. W. Teller, ex-Secretary of the In
terior, aDd wife have been visiting their
friends at Tampa, Mr. and Mrs. J. R. McKee.
Portland, Me , March 20.—Lieutenant
Maude A. Harris, a noted Salvation Army
“Btar,” is at the barracks here. She is a noted
personage, and in her time has played many
parts, and played them well. She was given
to Adam Forepaugh, Sr., when not quite four
years old, and was at once put in training for
the circus business.
■ The story she tells of the sufferings of those
early days is most pathetic. Child as she
was, she was unable to make friends of the
circus people, but she cultivated the acquain
tance of the dumb beasts. While she scarcely
recalls a kind word spoken to her by any one
of her numerous masters, she remembers how
the great elephant took her into his confidence
and affection. He would put his trunk about
her, and in many ways make her understand
that she had one friend.
When trained she was brought before the
public as “Carrie Brown, the champion juve
nile bareback rider of the world,” and before
she had seen ten years had crossed the Atlan
tic twioe and had appeared in almost every
city of note in the United States. She has
since crossed the Atlantic fifty times.
Weary of the life she was leading, the child
rider resolved to make an effort to escape, and
after an evening performance in Philadelphia,
made her way out under the tent, and clad
only in the dre68 of the stage, escaped, and
was leaving Tenth street for Walnut when she
almost dashed into the arms of Edwin For
rest. The great actor caught her and held her
fast. “Don’t take me back, don’t take me
back!” she exclaimed.
Mr. Forrest took her to bis hotel, gave her
food and heard her story, and resolved to
stand by her. He took up her case and recov
ered $2,100 from the company for her past
services. Nor did the kindness of Mr. Forrest
stop with that. He took the girl into his own
company and gave her a good start in life.
She remained with Forrest’s company for
five years, and was then engaged for six
months by John L. Davenport, after which
she was a member of Edwin Booth’s company
for two years. Then she went with Mary An
derson to Europe.
She is very fond of telling of the great Mary,
for whose conversion she constantly pr-ys.
After leaving her last company she said good
bye to the stage forever.
She was next offered an engagement by the
manager of a “mixed” base-ball club, com
posed, as the term indicates, of both men and
women.
After earning $600 that way Miss Harris
turned her attention to still another line, and
went in as a competitor in a rowing contest
and won the championship. The Patapsco
river at Baltimore was the scene of her last
triumph in this line.
“Why i ot turn jockey rider?” some one
suggested, and she caught at the idea and rode
in many a race, her partner being Jennie
Campbell. She was then but nineteen, and
threw money away “in showers.” This was
the rime when she might have made a fortune,
as she, with Jennie Campbell, had the field to
themselves.
She left the business poor and soon had a
long sickness of many mrnths, during which
she first heard the Bible read. Soon after she
recovered she was led by curiosity to go to a
Salvation Army meeting, conducted by Cap
tain Mary Lloyd, and was converted. Up to
that night she had never attended a religious
service of any description.
Her life has been filled with strange adven
tures and narrow escapes. Her limbs have
been frequently broken and the sight of one
eye destroyed. She was once ship-wrecked,
when the ship on which the Kate Claxton
company had embarked took fire. When
saved by a passing ship, Miss Harris had been
clinging to a spar for one night, and almost
one day. At what is known as the great Kate
Claxton fire in Chicago, she escaped from the
McVicker Theatre by creeping out by the win
dow, reaching the roof of the next building,
and then making her way to the sidewalk
hand over hand down a rope.
Lieutenant Harris comes to New England to
raise funds for the Rescue Home of Fallen
Girls established in New York, by Commis
sioner Smith. She is greatly devoted to her
strangely eventful life she is ready to respond
but always c'oses by sayinr: “One day with
the Lord” is better than all."
THE QUEEN’S JUBILEE.
Arrangements to be Made for Displays
of Great Splendor.
The Queen is taking a hand herself in the
celebration of the fiftieth year of her reign.
She intends to make such a loyal progress
through London as this generation has not
seen. The programme as sketched is a very-
large one.
The one thing the Queen insists upon is
that the ceremony shall be held in Westmin
ster Abbey, where she was crowned, and not
in St. Paul’s. When told that the drive from
Buckingham Palace to the Abbey was too
short to enable.’ the people to see her, the
Queen said, ‘Won may take me from the pal
ace as earl^Ss you like; do with me what you
think best and bring me back at no matter
what hour, but the ceremony mast be in the
Abbey.” The officials concerned are taking
full advantage of this large permission. Thev
propose that the Queen shall drive, in fm
state, which she has not done since Prince
Albert’s death, from the palaoe upon Consti
tution H ll, through Hyde Park, to the marble
arch, then along Oxford street, Holborn, New
gate and Cheapside to the Bank, and ’hence
back, either by the embankment or by Fleet
street, the Strand and Whitehall to the Ab-
^The police expect no attack. The Socialist
mobisoowedby Sir Charles Warren’s firm
handling. “As for private malice or individ
ual Anarchists,” said an experienced officer,
“we fear nothing, because every man who
meditates mischief knows if he attacked the
Queen he would be torn to pieces by the
crowd.”
The corporation of Dublin, by a vote of 23
to 3, rejected a proposal to send a congratula
tory address to the Queen on the occasion of
her jubilee. The announcement of the vote
was greeted with cheers, which the introducer
of the motion asked the Lord Mayor to sup
press. The Lord Mayor replied that the de
monstration was directed, not against the
Queen, but against her erratic advisers. . She
might soon have different advisers, and an ad
dress would then be more appropriate.
Timrod, The Poet.
CLAUDIKB RITETT
MAD DOG BITES.
A Remedy-Cut this Out and Keep It.
Franklin Dyer, a highly respectable and in
telligent farmer of Galena, Kent county,
Maryland, gives the following as a sure cure
for the bite of a mad dog. As will be seen, he
has tested it with the most gratifying results:
Elecampane is a plant well known to most
persons and is to be found in many of onr gar
dens. Immediately after being bitten take
one and a half ounces of the root of the plant
—the green root is perhaps preferable, bnt
the dried wil! answer, and was used by me—
slice or bruise, put in a full pint of fresh milk,
boil down to half a pint, strain, and wheD
cold, drink it, fasting at least six hours after
ward. The next Homing repeat the dote,
fasting, and use two ounces of the root. On
the third morning take another dose, prepared
as the last, and this will be sufficient. It is
recommended after each dose that nothing be
eaten for at least six hours.
I have a son who was bitten by a mad dog
eighteen years ago, and four other children of
the neighborhood were bitten; they took the
above dose, and are alive and well to this day.
And I have known a number of others who
were bitten and applied the same remedy.
It is supposed that the root contains a princi
ple which, being taken up by the blood in its
circulation, counteracts or neutralizes the
deadly effects of the v.ros of hydrophobia.
I feel so much confidence in this simple
remedy that I am willing you should give my
name in connection with this statement.
A Postmaster Too Fond of Poker.
Indianapolib, Isd., March 19.—A post-offiie
inspector yesterday discovered that the ac
counts of H. G. Douglas, postmaster at Plain-
field, were short some $600. While the in
spector was at dinner Douglas took $150 from
the money order account, a lot of stamps,
drew from the bank his private deposit of
$100 and left the town. He was appointed
some months ago. His shortage is attributed
to losses at poker.
Ei<%rou Snwi> Sol m. Many poetical coin
positions were writen during, and at the close
of the late war, by persons whose enthusiasm
and emotions, were stirred by the exciting
events which were being enacted around them.
Most of these were fugitive lines, but a few
survive the lapse of years, and are destined to
hand down the names of the authors to pos
terity. Foremost on the roll of Fame, stands
Father Ryan’s passionate lament over our
Conquered Banner, and next, in my humble
judgment comes Henry Timrod’s “Christ
mas,” and bis “Charleston.” The poetical
imagery, pathos, and scholarly polish of these
truly beautiful poems must cause them to be
admired by all fair-minded critics.
Timrod also wrote other verses, which en
title him to wear the laurel-wreath, and had
he not died comparatively youig, the remark
able promise of his youth, might have been
fulfilled, by the production of works of rare
merit. Alas! that like Sidney Lanier, a des
perate struggle with poverty, should have
blighted the hopes and cut short the life of
one whom nature had endowed with unusual
talents.
Henry Timrod was bom in Charleston in
the year 1829. He received his collegiate edu
cation at the University of Georgia and after
an uneventful career, died in Columbia, S. C.,
Oct 1867, having lived in in evil times, and
known much disappointment, and carking
care.
Below is appended a touching account of his
last moments, and the poem he alluded to with
dying hreath.
A COMMON THOUGHT.—BT nENRY TIMROD.
["Words fail to describe the solemnity with
which these dying words (previously related)
impressed all who heard him. Everybody was
in tears. Once turning to me, he asked: Do
yon remember that little poem of mine:
Somewhere on this earthly planet,
In the dust ot flxwers to be.
In the dewdrop and the sunshine,
Watts a solemn hoar lor me?
‘Yes,’ I replied, “and now that hour, which
seemed so far away, has come.’
4 * • * * • *
“He died at the very hour, which years ago,
he had predicted would be his death hour. The
whisper ‘He is gone,’ went forth as ‘day pur
pled in the zenith.’”—From Poems and Me
moirs of Henry Timrod, by Paul H. Hayne ]
Somewhere on this earthly planet,
In the dust of flowers to be,
In the dewdrop and the snnanine,
Keeps a solemn hour for me.
At this wakeful boor of midnight,
I behold it dawn In mist;
And 1 hear a sound of sobbing
Through the darkness—hlstl oh hist 1
In a dim and murky eh am her
I am breathing life away,
Someone draws a curtain softly.
And 1 watch the broadening day.
As It purples In the zenith,
As ft brightens on the lawn,
There’s a bush of death about me,
And a whisper, “He Is gone.”
Inter-State Bailway Commission.
The following is the inter-state commerce
commission as announced by the president
after six weeks of anxions search for the best
men who wonld consent to serve, and would
at the same time represent the respective sec
tions and the two political parties: Thomas
M. Cooley, of Michigan, Republican, to serve
six years; William R. Morrison, of Illinois,
Democrat, five years; Augustus Schoonmaker,
of New York, Democrat, four years; Aldace
F. Walker, of Vermont, Republican, three
years; W. L. Bragg, of Alabama, Democrat,
two years. The board will select its own
chairman. The commission, which has $100,-
000 to work with, will at once be given quar
ters in the pension office.
**•
Walter L. Bragg, the appointee from the
South, was borain Alabama in 1838, but re
sided in Arkansas from 1843 until 1861. He
was educated at Harvard University and Cam-
bridge Law School, and practiced law in Ar
kansas for some years. At the close of the
war he settled in Alabama, and was for some
years the law paatner of Senator Morgan.
He has been a leading Democrat in that State
for some years, and has served as a national
delegate, Presidential elector and member of
the Democratic National Committee. In 1881
he was made president of the Alabama State
Railroad Commission and served in that posi
tion four years, during which time many im
portant questions arising between the rail
roads and their customers were satisfactorily
adjusted.
Reminiscences of Distin
guished Public Men.
Incidents Which Have Transpired at
the National Capitol.
BV BEN. PERLY POORE.
No. 178.
Fu-
Albert Pike Attending His Own
neral.
Albert Pike was eloquently eulogized at his
"wake’’(he being present) by Prof. Dimitry
of Louisiana, who said of him, “So long as
life is ours, his moral worth shall live with us;
and could the history of the country, could
the registry of its men of mark, be false to the
record of that worth, he would still live in the
hearted memories of all who knew, and, know
ing, loved him.
“Distinguished as a writer, bold as a poli
tician and useful as a man, he had won re
spect from all for hiB varied abilities, and af
fection for tbe noble qualities by which they
were dignified. In him were happily fused
those attributes which inspire friendship with
enthusiasm, and oommand the reliance of fel
low-men. The reaeon of this is, that he was
not only a distinguished poet, a gaJant sol
dier, a toilsome scholar, a gorgeous orator and
a pattern friend; not only a man of high in
tellect, of tried loyalty and outlawed honor;
but he was also something which, with the
growing effeminacies and the invading cor
ruptions of the time, is fast passing away with
the ‘representative men’ of the land; he was a
character, a true American character 1
“We were bound to him by no political
sympathies; but we would have blurred our
own judgment had we not admired his varied
talents and unoommon attainments; but es
pecially would we have been false to a life
long faith in the beautiful, could we have fail
ed to appreciate the miral splendors of that
character.”
This fitting eulogium finished, Mr. Burwell
followed. He was gratified to announce, up
on the best authority, that the distinguished
defunct had burst the ct remeats with which
the newspapers had enshrouded him. Not
feeling competent, however, to do justice in
prose to the extraordinary adventures con
nected with his restoration, he appealed to
their accomplished host, who sang, with great
taste, pathos aud effect, “The second fyite of
the fine Arkansas gentleman who died before
his time.”
Tbe flae Arkansas gentleman, restored to life once
more,
Continued to erjov blmself as he bad done before;
And, tired ol civilized pursuits, cone u lee be would
go
To see some I id lan friends be bod, and chase tbe
bufftlo.
Tats fine Arkansas gentleman
WHO died before bis time.
Gen. Pike closed a charming address by say
ing : “I submit it to your indulgence to decide
whether, desiring to be at peace with all the
world and to serve my fellows, I may not be
forgiven for wishing to live a little longer. If
I desired to live for myself alone, the judgment
rendered against me ought to be affirmed. In
that case I should already have lived too long.
I wish, and I am sure we all wish, to work for
the men of the future, as the men of the past
have lived for us, and to plant the acorns from
which shall spring the oaks that shall shelter
those who will live after we are dead. It is as
natural as to enjoy the shades of those our fa
thers planted.
“I detain you too long. May the memory of
each of you, when it comes to you to die, be as
kindly cherished and as gently dealt with as
mine has been. And if yon, like me. should
have the good fortune to read your own obitu
aries, may you have as good cause to be grate
ful for tae consequences of the mistake as I
have! You deserve no less fortune, and I
could wish you none better.”
Every Man has his Price.
When Gen. Dodge was in command at
Vicksburg, he enforced the Treasury regula
tions forbidding intercourse with the enemy
with a vigor that was very unpleasant and un
usual to the speculators who were assembled
there to buy cotton. Acting on the princi
ple that every man has his price, they com
menced bnyiDg the general in their well known
way. First they offered him $50,000 in gold,
then $100,000, then $150,000, and finally $200,-
000 in gold, if he would bat open the lines and
let cotton oome in and confederate supplies go
out. At this dangerous crisis the general
telegraphed forthwith to the War De
partment to remove him immediately
from his command; that he had
been offered $200,000 in gold to violate his
orders, and that was so near his price that he
was afraid the next offer would bring him, so
he wanted to be relieved instanter. It is a
pity there had not been more men like Gen.
Dodge in command when cotton speculations
were going on.
The American Eagle and the Coose.
Matthew Lyon, a naturalized Irishman,
when a representative in Congress from Ver
mont, was fined $1,000 and imprisoned four
months for publishing a letter calculated to
bring President John Adams “into con
tempt” He was stroDgly opposed to every
thing that was royal or sovereign; and when a
national coinage was discussed, he objected to
the eagle being put on, because he was the
king of birds and therefore inappropriate as a
republican emblem. Judge Thatcher of Mas
sachusetts, who was always characterized by
good-natured mirthfulness, replied that per
haps it would be well to take the goose for our
emblem, for that bird had nothing majestic in
her deportment; nor could her humble rank
among the feathered tribe give offence to the
most fastidious republican. Moreover (con
tinued the judge), goslings would be a very
convenient stamp for the ten-penny pieces and
fippenny hits. This caused a great deal of
mirth among the members, excepting Lyon,
who was so offended by it that he challenged
the facetious judge to a duel. “What arrange
ments will you make?” inquired the man who
carried the challenge. “None at all," replied
the judge. “Why; are you willing to be called
a coward?” “Yes, because I am a coward,
and he knew it very well, or he never would
have challenged me.” This turned the laugh
upon Lyon, who wisely concluded there was
no use in trying to fight with a man who fired
nothing but jokes.
A Student of Art.
Miss Cornelia Orr, daughter of State School
Commissioner G. J. Orr, who has been spend
ing the winter in New York as a member of
the Art Students’ League, has returned home
to Atlanta. She has made rapid progress in
her studies in art, and has given skilled direc
tion to her marked natural talent Miss Orr
brings home high testimonials from her teach
ers, as an enthusiastic student of art and has
bright possibilities before her.
Miss Mary Clement Leavitt soon finishes
her labors in Japan, and will then go to India,
and from thenoe to Africa. This brave apos
tle of temperance is making the W. C. T. U.
known and appreciated in every land and by
all people.
What the People Are Doing
and Saying,
The Grant Memorial fund now amounts tn
nearly $126,000. **
Col. Ingereoll says he will deliver no more
anti-religions lectures.
A gentleman in Racine, Wis., worth *1 000,-
000 has never owned or carried a watch.
• S. Marshal Reasan, of Texas, was mar
ried to Mrs. E. E. Hamilton, of Tyler, at that
city. ’
Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes will give read
ings from his unpublished writings iu Boston
veiy soon.
Of the original members of Plymouth church
only two—Henry C. Bowen aud John T. How
ard are living.
Lieutenant, now General Greely, of the Sig
nal bervioe, is lecturing in Washington on
Arctic subjects. 8
Ex-Empress Eugeiie is nursing wounded
Italian soldiers who have returned to Naples
from Massowah.
Senator Cnllom, having snooessfally tackled
the railroads, now proposes to prooeed
the telegraph lines.
Seaator Ingalls still preserves the firat fes
he ever received as a lawyer, namely, a table
and a high desk, made by a carpenter client.
The Empress of Japan will shortly be the
envy of eveiy lady of her court. She has a
diamond necklace and $75,000 worth of frooks
from Paris.
The Philadelphia Times is responsible fsr
the report that Senator Brown has sold his
furnaces in Chattanooga and the Dade ooal
mines for two millions.
Gen. McClellan’s papers show that on the
eve of the failure of Grant & Ward he and
Gen. Grant had arranged to take control of
the Nicaragua canal project.
Manuel Barrient and wife, of Matamoras
Mexico, celebrated the eightieth aniversary of
their marriage a few days ago. The husband
is 102 years old and the wife 96.
The amount of money reoeived by the late
Rev. H. W. Beecher, fer salaries, and from
novels, lectures, marriage fees, special work
and other sources is estimated to have been
$1,260,000.
Kansas has ninety-four oonnty superintend
ents of public instruction. Of this number
fourteen are ladies, eight of whom write
“Miss” before their names. Thirty-eight of
the ninety-four were re-elected.
The white plume of Gladstone is again wav
ing at the front in the war against the coercion
policy of the Tory government. The grand
old mam cannot keep in the background when
there’s a battle going on in Parliament.
Henry L. Wilson, who, in conduction with
an accomplice robbed the Che.-a’mke and
Delaware Canal Company, (of vihloi be was
treasurer,) of $615,000, and disappeared some
eight monts ago, is in business in Rio Janerio.
Mrs. Alice J. Shaw, of New York, the whist
ling soloist, recently attended one of Mrs.
Cleveland’s receptions, and captured all hearts
by her proficiency in the art. She is also one
of the three most beautiful women in New
York. A whistling beauty.
When Henry Ward Beecher applied for a
life insurance in the Union Mutual thirty
years ago he was asked the usual question as
to the health of his heart. His answer read:
“Experienced a peculiar fehling about tbe
heart during the days of my courtship.”
The Court physicians affirm that tbe consti
tution of the Emperor William, now ninety
years old, is so wonderfully good that it re
sembles perfect clock-work, and that his men
tal and physical freshness and health are such
as many men thirty or iorty years younger
might envy.
Hon. W. S. Chisholm, Vioe President of the
Savannah, Florida & Western railway, and
Mrs. Chisholm and their son and daughter
and Miss Gordon, the daaghter of Gov. (Jor
don, and Mr. Randolph Anderson and his sis
ter, Miss Anderson, left for Havana via
Tampa, on the 18th.
Philip Karner lived the life of a social re
cluse in East Greenbosh, N. Y., and died alone
and apparently in agony. It was not until his
will was read, distributing an estate of $100,-
000, that his relatives became interested, and
there are now nine lawyers representing fifty-
two heirs contesting the will.
Judge Emory Speer, of the United States
District Court, for Southern Georgia, has been
invited to deliver the annual literaiy address
June 4, at the Commencement of the Wesley
an Female College, Macon. He has been in
vited also to deliver the annual address before
the literaiy societies of Mercer University on
June 28.
The State Department at Washington re
ceived a certified copy of the last will and tes
tament of Jose Seville, who recently died at
Lima, Pern, bequeathing $500,000 to be paid
to the city of New York for the establishment
and perpetual main tai nance of a school for
poor female children between the ages of five
and fifteen years.
Mr. George D. M. Peixotto’s portrait of Sir
Moses Montefiore has just been added to the
Corcoran art gallery in Washington. Aside
from the great merit of the painting there is a
special fitness in this latest purchase and gift
of Mr. Corcoran, for in 1885 he dined with Sir
Moses in London, and has the liveliest recol
lection of the kindness and courtesy of his
English co-philanthropist.
Yonng Mr. Brennan, the Irish-Anstralian
who invented a torpedo which the English
Honse of Commons has agreed to purchase, is
to receive $550,000 for granting the right of
exclusive use to England. The torpedo is
driven by a self-contained chemical motor, is
guided by a rudder anch two wires like tiller
ropes, and is believed to be w.orth all the other
torpedoes in the world pat together.
Ex-Cadet Whittaker, colored, whose pranks
at West Point are remembered all over tbe
country through tbe tedious court of inquiry
and subsequent court martial, is a prosperous
lawyer at Columbia, S. C. A local paper says
the firm of which he is a member "monopo
lized nearly all the business at the recent term
of the sessions," and that in a burglary case
“Whittaker delivered an eloquent address for
the defense.”
Mrs. Helen M. Avery, of the interior De
partment, is the most accomplished pen wo
man among the 16,000 and more government
clerks. The President is a great admirer of
her penmanship, and frequently refers to it
in complimentary terms when it comes, as it
often does, under his observance. Mrs. Avery
is a!so a dezer pen and ink artist. She- does
her work rapidly and apparently without ef-
foit. Her duties occupy about two hours a
day, and her salary is $1,600 per annum.
Pittsburg boasts of a young woman, dangb
ter of the Secretary and Treasurer of one of
the longest street-car lines in the city, who, du
ring her father’s ill health, successfully nan-
aged his business. She kept the books in good
shape, attended to the collection of money and
the payment of employes, and even bought
the feed and stock for the company. Finally
her father died. She still continues in her of-.»
ficial capacity, and it is expected that she will 1
be e'ectf d to fill the position permanently. .
She had never had any practical training for
tha work.
