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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. sepl7-fim 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. sepl7-tim. 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, I 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. i mm 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. sepl7-tf J M. REDDING & CO. 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. oetl-fim 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. Cntjjki't 3#ral. Terms of Subscription: One Yeaic—s3 00 | Six Months $2 00 INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. J3F" No attention paid to orders for the pa per uu'ess accompanied by the Cash. Rates of Advertising: One square, (ten lines or less.) f 1 00 for the first and 75 Cents for each subsequent inser tion. A liberal deduction made to parties who adveitise by the year. Persons sending ad vertisements should mark the number of times they desire them inser ted, or they will be continued until lorbid and charged accordingly. Transient advertisements must be paid for at the time of insertion. Announcing names of candidates for office, $5.00. Cash, in all cases Obituary notices over five lines, charged at regular advertising ra'es. All communications intended to promote the private ends or interests of Corporations, So cieties, or individuals, will be charged as ad vertisements. Job Work, such as Pamphlets, Circulars, Cards, Blanks, Handbills, etc., will be execu ted in good style and at reasonable lates. All letters addressed to the Proprietor will he promptly attended to. ■ ! 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 -—■■ ——- 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,.