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BY J. P. SAWTELL.
E. H. PURDY,
Manufacturer of
Sales, Harness and Ms,
And Wholesale and Retail Dealer in
All kinds of Sadlery Ware,
Corner of Whitaker and Bryan Sts.,
SAVANNAH, GA.
j -3ff- Orders for Rubber Belting, Hose and
PuekiuK; also, Stretched leather Belting,
fillrd piomptly. sepl7-6m
X.. i. GUII.MAKTIN. JOH N KI.ANNKKY.
L. J. GUILMARTIN & CO.,
Cotton Factors,
AN O
General Commission Merchants,
Bay St., Savannah, 6a.
Agents for Bradley's Super Phos
phate of Lime , Powell's Mills
Yarns and Domestics, etc.
Bugging, Rope and Iron Ties, al
ways on bund.
Usual Facilities Extended to Customers.
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A, J. MILLER & 60.,
FURNITURE DEALERS,
150 Broughton Street,
SAVANNAH, «EOR«IA.
WE HAVE OS HAND, and are con
tinuaily receiving, every variety of
Parlor and Bedroom Sets,
Bureaus, Washstande, Bedsteads, Chairs,
Rockers, Wardrobes, Meat Safes, Cradles,
Booking Glasses, Feathers, Featherbeds, Pil
loWß. CtC*
Hair, Moss. Shuck and Excelcior Matrasses
on band, and made to order.
Jobbing and Repairing neatly done, and
with despatch.
We are fullv prepared to All orders.
Country orders promptly attended to.
All letters of inquiry answered promptly.
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MARIETTA MARBLE YARD.
J AM PREPARED TO FURNISH
Marble, Monuments,
Tombs, Head and Foot Stones,
Vaces, Urns, Vaults, etc.,
At very reasonable terms, made of
Italian, American and Georgia
MARBLE.
IRON RAILING Put Up to Order.
For information or designs address me at
this place, or
DR. T. S. POWELL, Agent,
Cnth be rt, Oa.
Address,
J. A. BISANER,
sepl7 6m Marietta, Ga.
GEORGE S7 HART & C0.,-
Commission Merchants,
And Wholesale Dealers in
Fine Butter, Cheese, Lard, etc.,
39 Pearl and 28 Bridge Sts., N. Y.
FiT" Butter and Lnrd, of all grades, put up
in every variety ot package, for Shipment to
Warm Climates. sepw-fim*
REED & CLARKE,
No. 22, Old Slip, New York,
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DEALERS IN
PROVISIONS, i
Onions, Potatoes, Butter, etc.
sept,l7-6in
ELY, OBERHOLSTER & CO.,
Importers and Jobbers In
Dry Goods,
Jibs. 329 cfc 331 Broadway,
Corner of Worth Street.
New York.
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Mill Gearing,ShaftinltPulleys
7oW«hi#%timor^
GEORGE PAGE & €o*
.j Vo. SX. Schroeder St., Baltimore.
Manufacturers ■«*
PORTABLE ANB STATtONAPT
Steam Engines and Boilers
PATENT IMPROVED,PORTABLE
Circular Saw Hill
Gang, Malay and Sa.sk Saw 31*11*,
‘Grist Mills, Timber Wheels, filiingte Ma
■chines &c. Dealers in Circular Saws, Belt
ing and Mill supplies generally, and manufac
turer’s agents for LetfcPs Celebrated Turbine I
Water Wheel and every description of Wood
Working Machinery. Agricultural Engmes;
*2T“ Sena tor descriptive Catalogues & Price
Su. ssoplMj.
CUTIIBERT gj§f APPEAL.
Farmers’ Warehouse,
CUTHBERT, GA.
J. M. REDDING & CO.,
Proprietors.
•
WE TAKE THIS METHOD of inform
ing the citizens of Randolph and ad
joining counties, that we have put onr Ware
house iu a goo J state of repair and are still in
the
WAREHOUSE
HD MISSIOY BIMESS,
And have ample arrangement* for the Storage
and Bale of Cotton and other Supplies.
Truly grateful for past favors, and with a
full consciousness of having done our duty
to patrons in the past, and a determination
to do so for the futuie, we hope to merit a
fail share of public patronage.
Cash Advances on Cotton and
Goods in Store.
As we intend to close out our Sto k of
Dry Goods, we w ill give our entire attention
to a strict and dose
WAREJIO USE B USIXESS.
J-f?" A full assortment of PLANTERS’
SUPPLIES always on baud.
Our Patrons will be furnished
with ample accommodations for
Stock and, Teamsters FREE !
fy Consignments solicited.
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rAS7s.ANTHONY7
Manufacturer of
I*l ft in Tin Ware,
And Dealer in
Stamped, Japanned and Planished
ware,
Wood Ware,
And all other Goods generally kept
in a first-class Tin House.
Roofing, Guttering, Job Work
And Repairing Generally,
Promptly attended to.
J. S. ANTHONY,
East side Public Square,
octßc.t Cuthbert, Ga.
ELDER A BROWN,
MASTER BUILDERS,
CUTHBERT, GA.,
ARE prepared to erect, at short notice, first
class STORES. PRIVATE DWELL
INGS, CIJLVERTS. etc., etc., from beanti
ftil native Rock, quarried from an inexhausti
ble bed of the material, within a half mile of
the out skirts of the city. Either
Tin or Slate Roofs Supplied
If desired, and both Wood Work and Mason
ry warranted to be of the best description.
For particulars inquire of either of the
firm. JOHN ELDER,
sep24 ly JAMES A BROWN.
PALMER & DEPPISH,
WHOLESALE AND RETAIT. DEALERS IS
HARDWARE,
RUBBER BELTING,
AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS,
Powder, Snot, Caps and Lead.
148 Congress & 67 St. Julian Sts.,
SAVANNAH, GEORGIA.
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Crockery and Glass Ware.
A full Assortment of
Granite and C. C. Crockery,
And many useful Articles of
GLASS WARE,
Just received and for sale by
JAS. S* ANTHONY,
At Hi*
House Furnishing and Tin Store
East Side Public Square,
octßct Cuthbert, Ga.
HAVE ON SALE
A large Stock
TOILET SOAPS.
WASHING SOAPS,
STARCH.
BLUING,
Violin JSTKi-NGS,
Guitar STRINGS
Musical Instruments
CUTLERY, CURLING IRONS,
PHOTOGRAPH ALBUMS, l&L
For sale by T. S. POWELL, Trustee,
Druggist. Bookseller and Stationer.
COOKING and HEATING
STOVES,
M COOKING UTENSILS
every description, with a great variety of
Haase Keeper's Goods generally
For sale at the Tin Store •of
J. ANTHONY,
OctSot 'CuJrhert. Ga.
CUTHBERT, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 2, 1870.
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My Wife and Child.
The following lines are from the
pen of General Stonewall Jackson,
of Confederate fame. They breathe
the true spirit of poesy and tender
pathos. Asa beautiful expression
of thought, they will no doubt be
appreciated by our readers :
The tattoo—beats the lights are gone,
The camp around in slumber lies;
The night with solemn pace moves on,
The shadows thicken o'er the skies ;
But sleep my weary eyes hath flown,
Ands and uneasy thoughts arise.
I think of thee, oh, dearest one.
Whose love my early life has blest;
Ot thee and him—onr-baby son—
Who slumbers on thy gentle breast,
God of the tender, frail and lone,
Oh, guard the tender sleeper's rest.
And hover gently, hover near
To her, whose watchful eyes are wet
To mother, wife—douoiy dear ;
In whose young heart have freshly met
Two streams of love so deep and clear—
And cheering drooping spirits yet.
Now, while she kneels before’Thy throne.
Oh, teach her, Ruler of the skies,
That, while at tby behest alone,
Earth's mightiest powers fall and rise,
No tear is wept to Thee unknown,
No hair is lost, no sparrow dies.
That Thou can'st stay the ruthless hand
Os dark disease, and soothe its pain ;
That only by Thy stern command
The battle s lost, the soldier's slain j
That from the distant sea or land
Thou bring st the wand Ter home again.
And when upon her pillow lone
Her tear-wet cheek is sadly prest,
May happier visions beam upon
The bright’ning current of her breast,
No frowning lcok or angry touc
Disturb the Sabbath ol her rest.
Whatever fate those forms may show,
Loved with a passion almost wild—
By day by night, in joy or woe—
By fears oppressed or hopes beguiled,
From every danger, every woe,
Oh, God ! protect my wife and child 1
Force of Imagination.— An es
teemed friend of ours heard much
of the medical properties of the
water of a certain spring some dis
tance from where she resided. She
had read a pamphlet that enumer
ated many diseases, from which she
recognized at least half a dozen
with which she was afflicted—
Much to her joy she was told that
her son had to call at the very town
where the spring was located, and
a five gallon keg and a strict injunc
tion were laid upon him to bring
back some of the water.
The keg was put into the wagon,
and slipping under the seat was
quite overlooked. The business
was urgent and took some time to
perform it, and the water was quite
forgotten. lie had got near home
in the evening, when feeling down
under the scat for something, he
felt the keg. To go back was not
to be thought of, and to admit his
stupidity was impossible.
He therefore drew up his horse
by the side of a wall, near which
was the old sweep well from which
the family had drank for a century,
and filled the keg, went home.
The first question was, —
“Did you get the water 7*
“Yes,” said he, “but darned if I
see any difference in it from any
other water,” and he brought in
the keg.
A cup was handed the invalid,
who drank with infinite relish, and
said she wa9 surprised at her son’s
not seeing any difference. There
was undoubtedly a medical taste
about it, and it dried up as other
water did, which she had always
heard of uaaeeral water.
Her son hoped it would do her
good, and by the time the keg was
exkta.ast.ed she was ready to give a
certificate es the value ol the water,
it having relieved her of ad her
ails.
The persuading and humbug
ging agents for selling lightning
rods are equal to every demand.-
One old lady told an agent she had
no of'lightning, but she had
always been afraid of tnunder.—
“Just so,”lie replied, “we can meet
your cass* exactly. “The square
rods are* lightning rods, and the
round onetj, .thunder rods.” Os
course she is now protected.
A shopkeeper hawing adhver
tised his stock to he sold under
prime cost, a neighbor observed
that it was impossible for him to
do so, as he had never paid for it
himself.
A Buried Torpedo—lts Discovery
off Charleston, S. C.—Nine Skele
tons at the Wheel
Those who were on Morris Island,
S. C., in the winter of 1864, en
gaged in the siege of Charleston,
have not forgotten the destruction
of the steam gunboat Housatonic.
She was struck at her anchorage in
the outer harbor, by a torpedo, on
the night of the 17th of February,
and completely destroyed, with
three of her crew. The bottom was
blown out of her, and she sank in
twenty-eight fathoms of water. The
torpedo was attached to a small ci
gar-shaped boat, which was seen to
approach, but could not be kept off.
What became of the little boat was
not known at the time, and its fate
was a mystery until receutly. The
following article gives its history,
and what betel it and its brave crew
in their attack on the Housatonic:
In 1864, says the Houston, Tele
graph, the fleet of Admiral Farragut
was blockading Mobile, while a
heavy land and naval attack was
directed against Charleston. Du
ring our long defensive war a great
deal of ingenuity had been expen
ded by the Confederates upon torpe
does and torpedo boats. The most
remarkable of these boats was con
structed in Mobile by Messrs. Hund
ley k, MeClintock, and launched in
1864 ; and nothing which has gone
down into the sea was more won
derfully or more fearfully contrived
to wreak destruction and vengeance
upon friend and foe. She was built
of boilor iron, and impervious to
water or air Her extreme length
was about thirty-feet, with five or
six feet beam, and about five or six
feet depth of hold. In general con
tour she resembled a cigar, sharp
at both ends. She was propelled
by a screw, the shaft of which ran
horizontally along her hold, almost
from stem to stern, and • was
turned by the mannel force of eight
men, seated along it on either side.
The only hatchway was circular,
about two feet in diameter, with a
low combing around it, which was
placed well forward, and when de
sired could be closed by an iron cap
working on hinges and made air
tight. In the forward part of the
cap was inserted a clear glass bull’s
eye, through which the pilot could
see She was provided with water
tight compartments, by filling or
emptying which she could sink or
rise, and to enable her to rise in
stantly her ballasting of railroad iron
was placed on her bottom, outside
of her hull, and by means of keys
accessible to her crew could be de
tached in a moment, so that sbe
would rise quickly to the surface.*—
Besides he** rudder, which was of
the usual form, this vessel was
equipped with side paddles or fins,
which, like those of a fish, served
to guide it up or down with refer
ence to the surface of the water.
To prepare for action, a floating
torpedo was secured to her stern by
a line more than one hundred feet
long, and her crew having embark
ed, the tanks were filled until the
boat was in equilibria, and almost
submerged. The hatchway was
closed, the men revolved the shaft,
the captain or pilot, standing upon
the hatch, steered the boat, regulat
ing at the same time, by the action
of her lateral fins, the depth at
which she would move. The great
est speed did not exceed four knots.
She could remain submerged for
half an hour or an hour without any
great incon.\enience to her crew—
and on one occasion has been known
to remain under water two hours
without actual injury to them, al
though no means were provided for
procuring fresh air, and from the
moment the hatch was closed the
men, thus fastened in their living
tomb, inhaled and exhaled contin
uously the atmosphere which was
enclosed with them. The plan of
attack proposed by the inventors
was to dive beneath the keel of an
enemy’s ship, hauling thetorpedo
after her. Its triggers or sensitive
primers would thus press against
the ship’s bottom, explode the tor
pedo, and inevitably sink the ship.
Not anticipating an early oppor
tunity of using tills dangerous ves
sel against the fleet of Farragut,
General Manry sent her by rail to
General Beauregard at Charleston,
believing the water# of that harbor
better suited to her peculiar con
struction, while in the Ironsides, or
some other gigantic war ship then
attacking Charleston, might be
found an object worth the great
risk to which her own crew was ex
posed in any enterprise they might
undertake in her. General Beaure
gard changed the arrangement of
the torpedo by fastening it to the
bow. Its front was terminated by
a sharp and barbed laace head, so
that when the boat was driven end
on against a ship 1 # sides, the lance
head would be foro&d deep into the
timbers, below the water-line, and i
would fasten the tornedo firmly
against the ship. Then the torpe
do boat would back out and explode
it by a lanyard.
General. Beauregard's call upon
the Confederate fleet for valnnteers
,to man this dangerous craft was
promptly answered by Lieutenant
Payne, a Virgudan, .and .eight sail
ors. They were soon ready for,ac
tion, and on the evening, set for
thedir expedition the last preparation
had been made.
'She torpedo boat was lying
Alongside the steamer from which
the crew had embarked she was
submerged till (the combing of her
hatch alone was visible above water.
Her commander, Payne, was stand
ing in the hatchway, in the act of
ordering her to be cast off, when
the swell of a passing steamer, rolled
over her and sunk her instantly,
with her eight men, in several fath
oms of water. Lieutenant Payne
sprang ont of the hatchway as the
boat sank from under him, and he
alone was left alive. In a few days
she was raised and again made ready
for service. Again Payne volun- j
teered, and eight men with him.
Their embarkation for their sec
ond attempt was made from Fort
Sumter, and, as before, all having
been made ready, Payne, standing
at his post in the hatchway, ordered
the hawser, to be cut off—when the
boat careened and sank instantly.
Payne sprang out ; two of the men
followed bim ; the other six went
down m the boat and perished.
Again the boat was raised and
made ready for action, and her own
er, Captain Hudley, took her for an
experimental trip into the Stono
river, whero, after going through
her usual evolutions, she dived in
deep water, and for hours, and for
days, the return of poor Hundley
and his crew was watched for and
looked for in vain. After near a
week’s search she was found inclin
ing at an angle of forty degrees;
her nozzle was driven deep into the
soft mud of the bottom. Her crew
of nine dead men were standing,
sitting and lying about in her hold
asphyxiated. Hundley was stand
ing dead at his post, a candle in one
hand, while the other had grown
stiff with death in his vain efforts
to UDciamp the hatch. Others bad
been working at the keys of the
ballast, but the inclination at which
the boat had gone down had jammed
the keys so that the men could not
cast off the heavy weight which
held them down. Their deaths had
been hard and lingering.
Again this fateful vessel was made
ready for action, and volunteers be
ing called for, Lieutenant Dixon,
21 st Alabama Vulunteers, a native
of Mobile, and eight men volun
teered to take her against the ene
my. The new and powerful war
ship Housatonic was selected for
attack, and on a quiet night the
bravest crew set out from Charles
ton in this terrible, nameless tor
pedo boat that ever manned a craft
before. We all know the fate of
the Housatonic. Brave Dixon gui
ded the torpedo fairly against her,
the explosion tore up the great war
ship's sides, so that she went down
with nearly all her crew within two
minutes. The torpedo vessel also
disappeared forever from mortal
view. Whether she went down with
her enemy, or whether she drifted
out to sea to bury her gallant dead,
was never known, and their fate
was left till the Areat day when the
sea shall give up its dead.
But within a few weeks past di
vers in submarine armor have visi
ted the wreck of the Ilonsa tonic,
and they have found tho little tor
pedo vessel lying by her huge vic
tim, and within her are the bones
of the most devoted and daring
men who ever went to war.
Nothing Like Grammar.—
Nothing like Grammar ? Better go
without a cow than go without that.
There are numberless “professors”
who go “tramp, tramp, tramp, my
boys ?” around the country, ped
dling a weak article, by which, “in
twenty days” they guarantee to set
a man thoroughly up in the English
language. An instance in point
comes from Granville* Alabama,
where a “professor” had labored
with the youth of that poople, and
taught them to dote on grammar
according to “Morris’” system.—
During one of the lectures the sen
tence, “Mary milks the cow,” was
given out to be parsed. Eaeh word
had been parsed save one, which
fell te Bob L— —, a sixteen year
old, near the foot of the class, who
commenced thus : “Cow is a noun,
feminine gender, singular number,
third person, and stands for Mary.”
“Stands for Mary !" said the excited
professor. “How doyou make that
out ?” “Because,** answered the
noble pupil, “if the cow didn’t stand
for Mary, bow could Mary milk
her ?”— Harpers Magazine.
. The Old-Fashioned Mother
That old-faßhioned mother J One in
all the world, the law of whose life
is love; one who was the divinity
of our infancy, and the saered pres •
ence in the shrine of our first earth
ly indolatry; one whose hearts is
far below the frosts that gather so
quickly on her brow; one to whom
we never grow old, but in the
plumed troop, or in the grave conn
ed, are children still; oue who wel
comes our eoming, and never for
gets us —never. And when, in some
closet, some drawer, some corner,
she finds a garment or a toy that
once was ours, how does she weep,
as she thinks we may be suffering or
sad. Does the battle of life driye
the wandeier to the old homestead
at last? Her hand is upon his
shoulder; her dim and fading eves
are kindled with «oroe£hing of the j
light of other days a3 she gazes up
on the worn and troubled face. Be
of stout heart, my son; no harm
can reach you here.”
But sometimes that arm-chair is
set back against the wall, the corner
is vacant, or occupied by strangers,
and they seek the dear old ooeupant
in the grave-yard. Grant you nev
er have! Pray God I never may;!
- A wery fat man for the pur
pose of quizzing his doctor, asked
him to pnescribe for a complaint,
which he declared was sleeping
avith Inis mouth open. “Sir,” said
; (the doctor, “your disease is incura
ble. Your skin is too short, so that
when you shut your eyes your
mouth opens.”
A Boy’s True Story.
written by himself.*
I was born in Texas. My first
recollection is of Indians, coming in
daylight, and driving off our horses.
My father and the heidsman were
out, and bad a hard ride to escape
the arrows. One stuck in ray fath
er’s hat, and I have it now. My
mother was so alarmed that she
fainted. I remember well how
pale and beautiful she looked, asjmy
father rubbed her hands and bathed
her face. I stood by. It was the
first time I had ever felt or thought
much. Presently she opened her
eyes, and looking at me, said,
“ My darling, kneel dowu here by
me, and let ns thank God that your
father was not killed to day.”
I did so, my father standing Hear.
After this, my mother taught me
daily, how to say my name, my fa
ther’s name, and the name of the
State and county where I lived, that
if I should be taken by the Indians,
and ever escape, or be bought from
them, I might be able to tell who I
was and where I came from.
When I was large enough to ride,
my father gave me a pony, a beau
tiful iron gray, very gentle and very
swift. I soon learned to ride him,
and to love him. One day, after I
had owned the pony a long time,
and could ride well, I was out with
father, i unting cattle. Presently
we saw the cattle running in every
direction, and one cow came up to
us, with an Indian arrow sticking
in her side. My father said,
“ Now, my boy, we must ride for
life. Your pony can outrun my
horse, try to get home, ray son.”
I started, under whip and spur.
I was excited and afraid. The dust
nearly blinded me j but I knew my
pony was taking me borne. I heard
a great crash among the rocks be
hind me, and a groan. I stopped
and looked back. My father was
just behind me. itis horse had
been stricken with an arrow,
and had fallen under him. I jumped
down and said,
“ Papa, mount; pony can take
us both home!”
I felt like a man, when papa said,
“ God bless you, my sou.” And we
both got home, safe and sound, on
the dear, good pony.
My mother was always uneasy
about me and father, when we were
out looking after stock, so father
concluded to sell his horses and cat
tle, and leave the frontier. I was
old enough now to be at school, and
father thought my education must
not be neglected. We packed up
provisions for two or three days,
and took long ropes to stake our
horses on the grass, and started out
with a number of herders to gather
the stock.
Mother bade us good bye with
tears iu her eyes, and said, “ I hope
this is the last time my dear ones
will ever go out from me In this
wild country. We had been out
two days, and were very lucky in
our hunt. Father and I were a lit
tle way from the herders, lying on
our blankets, talking. Father was
telling me what I must do-if the In
dians should ever kill him, when
we saw about twenty-five savages
charging right down upon us. Fa
ther took his six shooter from his
belt and was saying to me,
“Remember, my son, what I
have told you. The Indian# may
kill me and take you captive. Be
a brave, good boy, and try to get
back to your mother.”
I had a Derringer pistol, and took
it in my hand; I hardly knew what
for, but thought maybe I could kill
one Indian. Most of the herdsmen,
I think, got away' but my poor fa
ther was surrounded. He fought
till he fell, then one big Indian cut
round his head with a knife, tore off
his scalp, and struck me in the face
with it. All the time of the fight, I
do not think I moved. I felt para
lyzed. But my father’s blood struck
in my face, roused we, Without
thinking of consequenees, I fired
my Derringer at the savage, and he
fell. Immediately I was thrown
down and tied, hands and feet, with
raw-hide strings, rolled and kicked
about in the dirt, and much of my
hair pulled out. Then I was bound
flat on the back of a horse, and
started off on a gallop.
How long this ride lasted, I do
not know. My sufferings were so
great that I must have been deliri
ous, for I thought I had ridden
through seas of blood and fire, and
was going through rivers of water.
When I became conscious, I was in
deep water, the horse was stum
bling over rocks, and I was fre
quently entirely under- Tfo water
had lengthened tfce raw hide bo»d«,
and I could fed. Oh! bow i suf
fered.
After the Indians all got over tho
river, with all the horses they had
stolen, they unbound see, (took me
.off the horse, and loosened my
bands and feet, which were badly
cut and swollen. My head ached,
O, so badly J and niy eyes seemed
to be balls of fire. My tongue was
so swelled and dry, that it stuck out
of my mouth. But I remembered
aJU .except the ride. That seemed
to have been years ago. The Indi
ans had go.t home, I reckon, for
there were some tents, and squaws,
and children ; and I saw my ffttb
er’s fine horse and my dear pony.
I could not get on my feet,
though my bonds were loose. One
.old squaw brought her lit&le boy
where I lay, and made him epit up
on me. Then ehe went away, and
the boy -stooped down and felt njy
tongue, then brought some water
and .poured upon it, and put some
in my mouth, and a portion ran
down my throat. After that I
slept a long while, I reckon, for the
sun was rising when I awoke, so
thirsty and hungry, so still* and sore.
I had been lying in the dew all
night. The good boy that spit on
me the day before, brought me
some more water and some meat.
I drank and ate, and then I remem
bered what my father had told me,
“ to be a brave, good boy, and try
to get back to my mother.” I
prayed to God, as my mother had
taught me from infancy, that He
would take me home.
Ido not know how long I had
been with the Indians, but I had
got well aud strong, aad had learn
ed a good many things from them,
such as swimming, shooting with
bow aud arrows, and to live a long
time without eating. They had
left off sticking me with arrows and
throwing me in the river, and were
as kind as they knew how to be.—
My boy friend was very good; but
all my thoughts and prayers were
about making my escape. I wo#
always watching for a ohance.
One evening, the hunters brought
up their horses, and “hoppled” them
near the camp. My pouy was with
them. I did not sleep that night.
There was no moon but a little star
light. I prayed God to help me;
and as soon as all was still, I crawl
ed softly out to where I had seen
the horses, soon found my pony,
and with a tug that was round his
neck, and his “ hopples,” I made a
“ bosali ” round his nose, and
mounted him. He was fat and
fresh, and the grass did not grow
under his feet. I had no idea
where we were going, but pony
knew. We travelled all night, and
till sunrise next morning, then I
thought we had better rest. So we
went into a snug little “mot” of
timber, where there was some grass,
and pouy browsed and grazed ; but
I held him ajl the while. I cannot
describe how joyous and free I felt.
I believe that God was taking mo
home.
I was afraid to ride in the day
time, in that strange, Indian coun
try, so, when 1 thought pouy was
full, I hoppled him, and soon he lay
down, and then I laid down and
went to sleep. When I awoke, the
sun was down, and pony was stand
ing by me. 1 thanked God for His
goodness, and we started on our
journey. Next morning, after day
light, we came into a road, and this
helped me greatly. I was nearly
starved, for I had eaten nothing
since 1 left the Indians. Pony,
though he had travelled all night,
now started oft’ in a canter, and
then he neighed, and very soon ran
into a camp of white hunters.—
With them I ate and slept, and in
a tew days they took me home.
My dear mother did not live
many days alter I got home.—
When my father was brought' to
her, murdered and scalped, and her
only child taken off by Indians, her
heart was broken, and she prayed
for death. I told her what my fa-,
ther had said, and that it was for
her sake that I had dared to make
my escape ; and she said,
“God forever bless my child, be
to him a father aud mother and
guide, and direct him in all things.
And, my son, when X am dead, go
to your grandmother. She is child
less and lonely, and though 1 was
disobedient, and she never forgave
me, I think she will be kind to you
for my sake.”
When mother was buried, I and
pony started for grandmother’s.—
We are with her now, aud she is
kind to us.
* The boy who wrote this story of his own
adventures, is now going to school in Texas.
Cure for Snake-Bite.—Pro
fessor Halford, of the University of
Melbourne, in a paper read before
the Medical Society of Victoria,
has reviewed at length the history
of twenty cases of snake bite treat
ed by his method of injecting liquor
ammonias into the veins daring the
last eighteen mowths. These gases
were all in the hands of different
practitioners in the colony, who
have each reported on them. Re
covery followed in seventeen cases.
In thirteen of these the practition
ers in attendance expressly report
that the patients w ora j# a dying
condition, and, in their belief, would
soon have died bat for the employ
ment of this remedy in the manner
prescribed. Dr. Dempster, Dr.
ltae, Dr. Langford, Mr, Dallimore,
and Dr. Moyler, each in his own
‘-words, and from the observation of
separate casgs, describe the cura
tive effect as being immediate, and
the recovery from collapse to be so
rapid and startling as to be -‘-‘aJwost
tragical.” Experiments were made
■on the bjtes o f the tiger-snake, the
brown and blagk-snake of Australia,
which are affirmed to be as deadly
as the cobra and rattle snake of In
dia. Strong testimony ;to Abe effi
cacy of the treatment in spying fife
was borne by Australia# practition
ers who took pant in the discussion,
and riudicated Prof. Halford’s
claim to be considered as the dis
coverer of a moans of rescuing
many from an otherwiso inevitable
death. — Nature.
«** !■ ' - “ Bid
“Bid it rain to-morrow?” in
quired a Dutchman of a Frenchman.
“Me guess it replied the
Frencbrnw?.
Difficulty -excites the »in 4 to
the dignity which sustains and fond
ly conquers misfortunes, -and ;thc
ordeal refines wliile it chastens.
I
VOL. IV—NO. 50
In Memoriam.
BT JIM. K. B. NOBLE.
Mother dear. I’ve crossed the wave
01 death’s deep rolling tide,
To the laud beyond the grave,
That lies on the other side.
’Twas when evening shades drew nigh,
That told of closing day,
I breathed my last faint sigh,
And passed from earth away.
Ere the sun did gild the mountains.
Or the trees were tinged with light,
I drank at Heaven’s clear fountains,
And joined the song of seraphs bright.
Angels bore me through the po tab,
And they bade me welcome home,
Welcome to the life immortal,
From the shadows of the tomb.
List! Infant voices sweetly calling,
“Waloome! mother, welcome mother,’’
Now I clasp each precious darling
Gcd had taken long before.
With His name upon their brow
They do ever see His face,
For of suo'j the kingdom now
And forever, by His grace.
Could your tear-dimmed eye but see,
And your stricken heart but feel,
Allthe wealth of joy that’s mine, moth#,
You’d mourn no more for me.
I kaow that you are- lonely, while
The dead are not forgot;
But the living need your smile,
Repining blesses not
You have loving children left
To bless declining years ;
Your life is not all bereft,
Look up! through falling tears,
We shall meet beyond the river,
Whose shores are clad in living green,
Where the sunbeams ceaseless quiver
Upon its waves of crystal sheen.
He who sits upon the Throne,
All tears will wipe away ;
No pain, no death, no moan
Will mark our perfeet day.
Hosannas, from each ransomed eont,
Will make the pearly arohes ring,
Os Him whose blood has made them whole
’Tis Hallelujah to Our King,
Dr. Hall says: “The popular
impression is, that ordinary men
live wholly or mainly in-the pres
ent. If the present, as distinguish
ed from the eternal, be meant, it is
true. But it is not true that most
men live in the present as contrast*
ed with the nearer future. On the
contrary, the present is little in
most minds, but as a step to the
future. The child longs for boy
hood, and the boy for manhood,—
Manhood longs for the time of es
tablishment, and when it is reached
—if it be—for the time of rest and
relief from care. So the human
spirit, projecting of itself into the
future, appears in some vague way
to own its present unsatisfactory
condition, and to ‘feel after, if hap
pily it may find’ something better
in advance. It would bo strange if
this lifelong habit of counting on
the future were to bo broken ab
ruptly off after death, and end in
nothing. It is the witness within
ourselves of our immortality.”
Immortality. —Turn whitherso.
ever we will, we find tho belief in
immortality. In every nation ev
er known, in every race that has
ever lived, in every ago of this
changing world, wc find it. Every
language known to man, as now or
•heretofore spoken among the bab
biers of the earth, is constructed in
accordance with it. In all ages, .
men in dying have looked on death
as simply the soul's putting off jte
tabernacle. There are exceptions,
but they are so few that they hard
ly attract our attention, and do pot
destroy the practical accuracy of
our statement. The belief in ira»
mortality is one of the universal
convictions of the race.
A Nbwspapkb,—lt was Uisbop
Home’s opinion that there was no
better moralist titan the newspaper,
Ife says;—
“The follies, vices, and conse
quent miseries of multitudes, dis#
played in a newspaper, are beacons
continually burning to warn others
from the rock on which they baF#
been wrecked. What more power
ful dissuasive from suspicion, jeal
ousy and anger than the story of
how one friend murdered another
in a duel ? What caution more like
ly to he effective against gambling
and profligacy than the motfrnfaj
relation of an execution, or the fate
of a despairing suicide ? What finer
lecture on the necessity of economy
than the auction of estates, houses
and furniture ? Only take a news
paper, and consider it well, pay /of
it, ind i.t trffl instruct
Fjblojt on The FuWKR. — Many
persons suffer extremely from felons
on the finger. These afflictions
are pot oply very painful, but not
unfrequen<tjly occasion permanent
crippling of the members affected.
The following simple prescription
is recommended as » for this
distressing ailment ; Take pommoq
rock salt, such as is used for salting
down pork or beef, and mix with
spirits of turpentine la equal parts ;
put it on a rag and wrap around
the effected part, a#d as it gets
dry, put ,on more, and in twenty
four bouts you arc cured. Tho
felon WiUtl the dead; it will do no
barm to-try it
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B®* The disposition jto make game
■of General Grant ba-s become so uni*
vversal throughout ,the country that
he is rapidly supplanting base ball
as Our National Game.— Courier*
Journal,.