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Remember Thy Mother.
Lend thy mother tenderly
Down life’s steep decline ;
Once her arm was thy support.
No a she leans on thine.
See npon her loving face .
Those deep lines of care ;
Think—it was her toil for thee
Lett that record there.
Ne’er forget hor tireless watch
Kept by day and night.
Taking from her step the grace.
From her eye the light.
Cherish well her laitbtut heart
Which, through Weary years.
Echoed with ils sympathy
All thy smih‘B and tears.
Thank God for thy mother’s love,
Guard the priceless boon ;
For the hitler parting hour
Couietli all too soon.
When thy grateful tenderness
Loses power to save,
Earth will hold no dearer spot
Than thy mother’s grave !
The Local Paper.
All intelligent persons admit the
importance of a good local paper.
Such a journal is worth fifty to ;i
hundred dollars to every commer
cial man in the town in
it is published, even it' he
»fiever'puls an advertisement in it.
If he is a-j,odi< ious advertiser, it is
worth still more to him. It is the
local paper that does more than any
• one interest in building up a town.
If a good one, every citizen is in
debted to it. But the local paper
must be supported either at home
or from abroad by advertising pat
ronage. The subscriptions are in
significant in the support of a pa
per, only to make it a good adverti
sing medium.
If the local merchants do not sup
port it, it must, draw its support
♦from abroad. The.more ofits patron
4igo it is •forced to get abroad from
enterprising advertisers, the more
business is drawn from the commu
nity in which it is published. The
best thing, therefore, a community
can do is to sustain its local paper,
and not to force it to seek adverti
sing patronage from foreign mer
chants who seek trade at the ex
pense of the local - merchants.
Merchants and business men
-ought to be sagacious enough to see
these points, and act accordingly.
Sustain the local paper liberally, hut
judiciously, and not force it to seek
patronage from the more
enterprising men abroad. The
more foreign advertisements appear
ing in the local paper, the more
•trade of such towns will beatracted
to enterprising business bouses
abroad. Business men too often fail
•to see their own interests in
their disposition to be “ penny wise
and a pound foolish.”
Good Wokds. — Olive Logan
closed her second lecture at Chatta
nooga with these w-ords, -
Young men, let your hatred of
things mean and ignoble be hitter
:and unrelenting. Govern your pas
jsions with the power of a strong
guiding will, and make them serve
instead of rule. Be dean in dress,
•clean in lito clean in heart, clean in
«onl, and let the religion of humani
ty be the con trolling influence of
your lives. With such young
nrien for guardians ot the.fn
«ture, all should go well with
us Evil shall die out i I.a .1
Os fleatl), emu shall •;■ an- .1 t
earth,” ,id 1 1' a;h i.i.. :.i . i ■■ rhi >-
ZIO4 torch and beacon lifclilt toi the
world, and the miUeniutU shad in
•deed have youie.
A Hit.—‘Did von p'V%*nt jour
uceoiint Jo the defendant?’’ inquired’
a lawyer of his client.
‘I did sir.’
‘Aud what say?
‘He told me to go to the devil.’
*Then what did you do?’
‘Why, then—came to you ’
A good colored deacon was
pra\ ing for the recovery of a sick
sister, and ended in this way: Oh!
Lord help her. Oh ! Lord, make
her well'! Oh ! Lord, if you can’t
make her well, then, oli ! Lord help
her to grin and bear it.”
CUTHBERT 3§ji APPEAL
Eor the Cuth’oert Appeal.
lie Savoir Faire—]¥©. 6.
BV ESPRIT FORT.
The people of the interior keep
pace with their metropolitan cotem
poraries in matters of style and
dress, where they have the means
to purchase what their fancy sug
gests. For they all have access to
the same markets, and thd same
fashion plates. But I hope not to
give offense, by suggesting that
they do not manifest the same
amount of discretion, as to the times
and occasions for displaying their
rich and gaudy apparel.
1 have often seen in our interior
towns, females'of the best families
and of the highest respectability,
on the streets, shopping, dressed,
as if for a fashionable party. Intel
ligent friends whom they meet, will
be respectful to them ; because they
are assured of their purity of char
acter and their good intentions.—
But it will require more phyloso
phy and self-control than many pos ;
sess, not to smile secretly at their
folly ; or to wish they had some
body to tell them how foolish a par
ty dress appears in fho store or on
the streets.
On the subject of street dressing
by ladies, I venture to denounce
one style I have often seen, even if
I hazaid giving offense by so doing.
It.is the practice of dragging
skirts called trails in our dirty
streets. I cannot imagine any
thing more repulsive to good taste,
more at-war with common sense,
not to say violative of personal neat
ness. The woman is to be pitied,
beeausp of her destitution of ordi
nary intelligence, who acts upon the
idea that a trail was ever intended
as a street walking dress to be
dragged in the dirt. The gentle
men who fells his wife, daughter,
sister, or friend, that men admire
such a practice, or that it is becom
ing, should iiot complain, if the so.
mule whom be advises, with ordi
nary judgment, should doubt his
sincerity.
The trail is a very troublesome,
not say ridiculous affair, when we
come in contact with it in the draw
ing room and on a neat carpet. I
do not in all my life remember to
have met a-lady of ordinary fortune,
and whose position did not entitle
her at the time to extraordinary at
tention, encumbered with a trail
dress, who did not by that means
lower herself in my estimation, on
account of her unbecoming dross.
Though, as in matters of dress and
taste, all are free, I have never fal
len out with a female friend who
differed from me as to the admissi
bility of the trail. But when she
draggs it about iu the dirt patience
is summoned to her most perfect
work, to avoid being disgusted
with even cherished friends. 0
Asa- husband, brother, father
and friend, I concede, that there
are times and occasions when, if
people have the means to procure
them, showy apparel and personal
ornaments, may be worn wit!* pro
priety. The extent to which peo
ple go in expending money in buy
ing, and their time in preparing
them is a matter in which all have
a right to act for themselves with
out giving others cause to complain
or interfere. But something is due
to other people, when we come to
consider of the limes and occasions
when they are to be displayed.
The Holy Sanctuary, on occa
sions of divine worship, does not
invite the display of ostentatious,
uaudy, or fantastic styles of dress.
And this is a point at which, we as
a people unmistukeably at fault.
The reasons are many and over
whelming. It makes church-going
too expensive. It makes the pre
partition for church too arduous, and
converts the Sabbath of rest, into a
• hiv of vain and fatigueiiig labor.—
Si irnds :<> create distinctions and
Cait, it congregation where all
sa add be :t> nearly on the sntnc
level as practical. It* tends to ex
elude the poor, proud people, who
cannot keep paQe with their more
opulent neighbors in dress. It di
verts the mind and hrart, the feel
ings and affections from the true
worship, the life of relig
ion ; and converts our hall of wor
ship into’ show-boxes for the pat
rons of dress, and hat, and bonnet
mnkers--and taylors and barbels.
It g ves a "tone of mockery to our
pretensions to worship, that must
forever offend the great Being we
pretend to worship if indeed He is
possessed of the attributes we as
cribe to Him —if indeed He Knows
how deceptive, how vain, how idol
atrous, it all is.
- I think I do not transcend the
CUTHBERT, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, APRIL 26, 1872.
truth when I say that millions of
dollars are annually expended by
people who are not able to spare the
money, in order to keep up the
practice of fashionable and showy
dregs in church. That, not only
might this money be saved, if the
people would adopt plain and neat
styles for church, but that our
churches would be better attended
by the masses of the people. The
gospel, by the same means, and men
now employed would be carried to,
and exeit its saving influence upon
a greater number; our worship
would be more spiritual, the type of
our piety greatly elevated and the
kingdom of Christ more firmly
established in our country.
I am aware, that this will proba
bly fall unheeded among our peo
ple, even if they read it at all. Be
cause it is dificult to impress an
interior population, with the idea,
that it is tolerable not to dress in
their best , every time they go out or
expect to see company. Their no
tions about religion, do not pre
clude the idea of appearing every
Sabbath, beforejthe holy alter in the
sanctuary, in the presence of God,
and in the form of worship, when
the attention is entirely occupied on
ribbons, feathers, chignons and
skirts, and while gazing, anon, at the
minister, as if listening to divine
truth, to b 6 meditating upon
the appearance of the last finished
dress or bonnet. Their notions of
the mercy of God are so compre
hensive, that they-can go into His
temple in the form of service, but
with intent alone, to display nppar
el, and rival others in the folly.
By your permission, I will devote
the next article to the subject of
deportment at church.
Conversation.
Conversational power is a gift of
birth. It is some men’s nature to
talk. Words flow out incessantly,
like drops from a spring in the hill
side—not because pushed out by an
inward force that will not let them
be still. From this extream there is
every degree of modification* until
we come to the opposite extream, in
which men seem almost unable, cer
tainly uu willing, f u utter their
thoughts. Some meri are poor in
simple language They have
thoughts—words—refuse t<> present
themselves, or come singly and stin
gily. -Others are silent from the
stricture of secretiveness. Others
are cautious, and look before they
speak, and before they arb ready
tLe occasion has passed.
In regai ts to language itself, the
habit of reading pure Euglisb, and
of every day, is ti.e
best drill for a good talker. People
always act-more naturally iu their
every day clothes than they do
when dressed up for Sunday; and
the reason is, that they are uncon
scious in the one case and self con
scious in the other. It is so iu
speech. If one allows lrmsetf to
talk coarsely and vulgarly every
day and out of company, he will
most assuredly find it not easy to
talk well in company.
Habit is stronger than intention,
and somewhere the common run of
speech will break through aud betray
►you. well at all times,
avoid on the one side vulgarisms,
all street colloquialisms, even when
they are not vicious; for by-words
and slang sentences amuse only
while they are new. As soon as
they become habitual they corrupt
your language, without any equiv
alent-in amusement.
On the other e’xtreuin, avoid mag
niloquent and high flown language
of every .kind. Nothing is more
tedious than a grand talker. Ev
erybody laughs at a pompous fellow
who lugs into his conversation big
words or pedantic expressions.
The best language in the world is
that which is so simple aud trans
parent that uo one thinks of the
words which you u e, but only ot
the thought or feeling which they
express.
—A Danbury paper says: An
out-of-town Couple applied atone of
the Danbury drug stores on Wed
nesday for soda water. ‘What syr
up?’propounded the clerk. ‘Syrup
syrup,’ repeated the bucolic fop,
with an incredulous stare, and lean
ing forward, he impresivdy added :
‘Stranger money is no object to me
to-day: you kin put sugar in thorn.’
—A little girl told her mother
not to let her have any more corn to
eat, ‘’cause it was coming out on her
toes.’
—A school boy defined ‘appe
tite’ by exclaiming that ‘when I’m
eating I’m ’appy, and when I’m
done I’m tight.’ , ,
Slow to Live Long.
They live longest, as a class, who
lead calm and even lives, mentally
and physically ; who are most ex
empt from the turmoils and shocks
and strains which are incident to
human existence, and who are as
sured of to-morrow’s bread. There
is no one thing aside from the bless
edness of an implicit reliance on the
providence of God, which has such
a direct influence in promoting lon
gevity as an insurance, felt to be
well grounded, of a comfortable
provision for life, for all the ordi
nary wants of our station. Not
long ago a man died in a poor house
iu England, where he had been tak
en care of for ninety years ; he had
no anxieties for to morrow's bread i
he had no quarter’s day to provide
against in default of which wife and
children would be turned into the
street from the doors of the elegant
brown stone mansion. He had no
notes to meet in the bank, which if
not paid by a day and an hour
would involve protest and financial
ruin. Ah this load of debt, how
it-grinds one’s manhood to bowder;
bow it agonizes the sensitive heart;
how it Shames a man’s honor; how
it has driven to desperation, to
drunkenness, to suicide, to murder !
How the anguish of it takes energy
and health uut of a man, and makes
him pine and languish for weary
days and weeks on beds of thorns*
which pierce through the body into
the soul!
80, one good way to avoid siok
.uess and premature death is to avoid
debt as you would the devil.
Too Much for the Devil. —This
is Edward E. Hale’s story: A marl
had sold himself to the devil who
was to possess him at a certain time
unless he could propound a question
to his Satantic Majesty which he
could not answer, he being allowed
to put three queries to him. The
time came for the devil to claim his
own, and he consequently appeared
The first question the man asked
was in theology, to which it *ost tin;
devil ho trouble to reply. The
second he also answered without
hesitation. The man’s fate depend
ed on the third. What should it
be?
He hesitatecHind turned pale, and
the cold dew stood on his forehead,
while he shivered witfc anxiety, ner
vousness and terror, and®the devil
triumphantly sneered. At this
juncture the man’s wife appeared in
the room with her bonnet on her
head. Alarmed at-her husband’s
condition, she demanded to know
the cause. When informed, she
laughed and said, “I can propound
a question which the devil himself
cannot answer. Ask him which is
the front ol my bonnet ?” The devil
gave it up and retired in digust and
the man was free.
Big Boys. —Of all the love affairs
in the world none can surpass the
true love of a big boy lor bis mother.
It is .a love pure and noble, honor
able in the highest degree to both.
I do not mean merely a dutiful af
fection. I mean a love which makes
a boy gallant and courteous to his
mother, sayi*ng to every body plainly
that he is fairly in love with her..
Next to the love of her husband,
nothing so crowns a woman’s life
witn honor as this second love, this
devotiou of the son to her. And I
never yet knew a boy to “turn out”*
bad who began by falling in love
with his mother.
A Word so Boys— -Boys, did
you everthiuk that this world, with
all its wealth and woe, with all its
mines and mountains, oceans, seas
and rivers; with all its steamboats,
railroads and telegraphs; with all
its millions of grouping meri, aud
all tile science and progress of
ages, will soon be given over to
the boys of the present age —boys
like you? Believe it, aud look
abroad upon your inheritance, and
get ready to enter upon its posses
sion. .The presidents, emperors,
kiugs, governors, statesmen, phi
losophers, ministers, teachers, men
of the future—all are boys now.
What Good Roads bo.— Good
roads benefit every one residing
along their course. Good roads
save horse-flesh j they facilitate the
transportation of produce to mar
ket ; tncy save your temper ; they
increase the value ot your lauds;
they lend attractiveness to the eye 1
of a stranger; they increase the
traffic and business of a tqwn by its
vitality in all branches of trade.
Show us a town whii;h receives a
large county trade by means of the
line roads leading to it, and we will
show you a place that is lively, pro
gressive aud thrifty.
Woman’s Power. —Those disas
tern which break down the spirit
of a maD, and prostrate him in the
dust, seem to call forth all the en
ergies of the softer sex, aod give
such intrepidity and elevation to
their Character, that at times it
approaches to Sublimity. Nothing
can be more touching than to be
hold a soft and tender female, who
had been all weakness and depend
ence, and alive to every trivial
roughness, while threading the pros
perons paths of life, suddenly ris
ing in mental force to be the com
forter and support of her husband
under misfortune, and abiding,
with unshrinking firmness, the bit
terest blasts of adversity.
Evergreens—merchants who
expect to make money without ad
vertising.
Husband, “if an honest man is
God’s noblest work, what is an honest
woman ?” “His rarest, dear,” was
the uncivil reply.
—Grant declares that he will not
lift a linger to secure his renoinina
tion. Possiyiy he won’t but he lifts
office-holders who don’t labor to se
cure it. Courier tfournal.
—“Lenny/' said a maiden aunt,
“you should eat the barley that is
iu your soup, or you will never get
a man.” Lermy, looking up inno
cently, inquired, “Is that wliat you
eat it for, aunty ?”
—lt is said of Mr. Greeley that
once at the marriage of two favont
young acquaintances of his, in this
congratulations he honestly sa ; d he
hoped all their troubles would be
little ones.
A Buffalo girl has taken advatage
of leap year to suefi an inordinate
extent that she is engaged to sev
enteen men, and has been sued for
breach of promise by nine more.
—An old lawyer says that the
three most troublesome clients he
ever had were a young woman who
wanted to be married, a married
woman who wanted to be unmar
ried, and an old maid who didn’t
know what she wanted.
A little boy lisping his prayers
with his twin brother at his moth
er’s knee. When .he came to “Give
us this day our daily bread,” he was
astonished to hear a fraternal whis4l
per, “Ask lor cake; Johnny, ask
for cake.”
—Upon the marriage of one of
her companions, a little girl about
eleven- years of age, of the same
school said to her parents. “Why,
don’t you think Annie is married,
and she has not gone through fac
tions yet !”
A French authoress says : “A kiss
gives more pleasure than anything
else in the world.” To this an editor
responds: ‘ That writer evidently
never experienced the childish
rapture of deoending the stairs by
sliding down the banisters.”
“You must..have lived here a long
time,” said a traveling Englishman
to an old Oregon pioneer. “Yes,
sir, I have. Do you see that moun
tain? Well, when I first came
here, that mountain was a hole in
the ground.” The Englishman
opened his half shut eyes.
—“Ma, said a young Miss to her
mother, what is emigrating?” “Em
• igrating, my dear, is a young lady
going to Nebraska.” “Ma, what is
colonizing?” “Colonizing is mar
rying there and having a family.”
“Ma, oh! how I would like to emi
grate and colonize.”
A little boy was recently pre
sented with a toy trumpet, to which
lie became greatly attached. One
night when he was about to be put
in his “little bed,” aud was ready to
say his prayers, he handed'the trum
pet to his grandma her', saying:
“Here gran'-ma, you blow while I
pray.
“My friend,” said a needy, indi
vidual to an old acquaintance at the
ferry, “I wish you would loan me
two quaiters to cross the ferry ; I
haiu’t got a dollar in the world.”
*“Well, I would like to know,” was
the reply, “what differance it makes
to a man who hasn’t got a dollar in
the world what • side the river
he’s on ?’"
“Mr. James,” said a clergyman
on a pastoral visit, “I don’t see you
and Mrs. James at church Sunday
evenings.” “Well, no” replied Mr.
James, “my wife has to stay at home
to take care of the children, aud as it
comes rather hard on her, I stay to
keep her company.” “Why, how is
that? Doqj. you keep any ser
vants?” “0, yes.we keep two, but
they- don’t allew qs%nv parviloges.j”
- The Siamese Twins. —These
twins, Eng and Chang, who are
now living in the westersJpart of
North Carolina, and one of whom
is lyiag dangerously ill-at the pres
ent time, were born at a small vil
lage on the coast of Siam, in the
year 1811. We are in possession
of some particulars concerning
them whicl may be of interest to
our readers. * Their parents got
their living by fishing, and until
1820, when Eng and Chang were
brought to the United States, they
made their living by selling shell
fish. Their mother bore seventeen
children. At one time she gave
birth to. three, and never less than
two; but none of these children
were deformed. They are united
at the anterior part of the chest by 7
a prolongation of a kind of fleshy
band, the size of the hand. This
band of flesh is about two inches
broad and four inches thick. The
whole mass is tough, and capable
of being considerably extended.
While you may whisper in the ear
of one without the other hearing;
white volatile salts applied to the
nostrils of one has no effect on the
other, and while pinching the arm
of one excites no sensation in the
other, still, if you but stick a pin in
the exact vertical centre of this
connecting link, both will flinch
from the hurt. These twins are
seldom observed to converse with
each other. They play a good
game of draughts, make pretty
much the same moves, and at the
same time and frequently play
against each other. They are both
married and have grown children.
Sleep. —There are thousands of
busy people who die every year for
want of an adequate amount of
sleep. Sleeplessness becomes a dis
ease and is the precursor of insani
ty. We speak of sloop as the im
age.of death, and our waking hours
as the image of life. Sleep is not
like death, fur it is the period in
which the waste of the system
ceases, or is reduced to its mini
mum. Sleep repairs the waste
which waking hours have made.—
It rebuilds the system. The night
is the repair shop of the body. Ev
ery part of the system is silently
overhauled, and all the organs and
tissues and substance are replenish
ed. A man who would be a good
worker, must be a good sleeper.—
A man lias as much force in him as
he had provided for in sleep. Men
need, on an average, eight hours of
sleep. They who fail to supply the
body and mind with this refresh
ment, will soon have none to refresh.
The machine runs down.
One. —One hour lost iu the morn
ing by lying in bed will put back all
the business of the day.
One hour gained by rising early
is worth a month of labor in the
year. .
One hole in the fence wi’l cost
ten times as much as it will to fix it
at once.
One diseased sheep wifi spoil the
whole flock.
One unruly animal will teach all
others in company bad tricks, and
as the Bible says, “One sinner de
stroys much good.”
One drunkard will keep a family
poor, and make them miserable.
One wife that -is always telling
how fine her neighbor dresses, and
how little she can get, will look
pleasanter if she talk about some
thing else.
One husband that is penurious
and lazy, and deprives his family of
necessary comforts, such as others
enjoy, is not as desirable a husband
as he ought to be.
One good newspaper is one good
thing in every family.
Rise Higher.- When the birds
are flying over and the fowler lies
in wait for them, if they fly low, at
every discharge of the fowler’s gun,
some fall, some are wounded, and
some, swerving sideways, plunge
into the thicket and hide themselvfes.
But you will find that immediately
after the first discharge of the gun
the flock rise and fly higher. And
at the next discharge they rise and
fly still higher. And not many
times has the plunging shot thinned
their number before they take so
high a level that no longer the fowl
er aims at them, because they are
above the reach of his shot. When
troubles come upon you,-fly higher;
aud if they strike you, fly still high
er. And by-aud-by you will rise
so high iu spiritual life, that your
affections will be set on things so
entirely above, ’that these troubles
shall not be able to touch you. So
long as the shot strikes you, ’so
long hear the word of Go 4 saying
to you, rise higher.
Sensible.
Do not be above your business
He who turns up bis nose at bis
work quarrels with bread and but
ter. He is a poor smith who is
afraid of his own sparks: there is
some discomfort in all trades except
chimney sweeping. If sailors give
up going to sea because of wet;
if bakers left off baking bread be
cause it is hot work; if plowmen
would not plow because of cold and
hdfit ; if tailors would not n.ake
our clothes for fear of pricking their
fingers, what a pass we would come
to. Nonsense, my fine fellow,
there’s no shame about an honest
calling ; don’t be afraid of soiling
your hands, there’s plenty of soap
to be had.
You must not be afraid of work
if you wish health and wealth.
You cannot get honey if you are
frightened at bees, nor plant corn
if you are affaid of getting mud on
your boots.
When bars of iron melt under
the south wind; when you can dig
the fields with toothpicks; blow
ships along with fans; manure the
crops with lavender water, and grow
plum cakes in flower pots, there will
be a fine time for dandies; but un
til the millennium comes we shall all
have a deal.to put up with.
¥ -Fashioned Mothers.
nk God some of us have au
old-fashioned mother. Not a wo
man of the period, enameled and
painted, with her great chignon, her
curls and bustle, whose white, jew
eled hands never have felt the clasp
<sf baby fingers, but a dear old-fash
ioned, sweet-voiced mother, with
eyes in whose clear depths the love
light shone, and brown hair,'thread .
ed with silver, lying smooth upon
her faded cheek. Those dear h:.nds
worn with toil, gently guided our
tottering steps iu childhood, and
smoothed ohr pillow in sickness,
even reaching out to us in yearning
tenderness when her svYect spirit
was baptised in the early spray of
the river. Blessed is the metnoay
of an old-faShioued mother. It floats
to us like the beautiful perfume of
some woodland blossom. The mu
sic of other voices may be lost, but
the entrancing memory of her’s will
echo in our souls forever. Other
faces will fade away and be forgot
ten, her’s will shine on until the
light from heaven’s portals shall glo
rify our own.
When in the fitful of busy
life our feet wander back to the
old home-stead, and crossing the
well worn threshhold, stand once
more, in the low, quaint room, so
hallowed by her the
feeling of childish innocence and de
pendence comes over us, and w r e sit
down in the molton sunshine
streaming through the western win
dow, just where long years ago we
knelt by our mother’s knee lisping
‘Our Father.’ How many times when
the tempter turned on us, has the
memory pf those sacred houfs, that
mother’s words, her faith and pray
ers, saved us from plunging into the
deep abyss of sin I Years have fill
ed great drifts between her and us,
but they have not hidden from our
sight the glory of her pure unselfish
love.
Os the farming prospects in Ala
bama, the Montgomery Advertiser
says:
“ From all quarters of the State
the news that reaches us tells of
rain, washed farms, overflowing
streams and backward crops. We
have made some enquiry about
farming prospects, and learn about
to this effect : Corn has been gen
erally planted in this section. On
some farms only about half a stand
has come up, on others not so much,
and in the great majority of cases
none has come up. Some planters
think they can secure a stand by
replanting. Others that they will
have to plow up and plant over. —
Little or no cotton has been plant
ed, but in the estimation of good
planters there remains plenty ot
time for putting in that crop, pro
vided we can have suitable plowing
weather during the next week or
two. Upon the whole, crop pros
pects are unusually gloomy. The
new year is following so closely in
the footsteps of the old, that we
have no right or reason to conclude
from all the evidences now before
us, that it will conduce to a differ
ent result.”
—A German peddlar sold a man a
liquid for the extermination of bugs.
“And how do you use it ?” in
quired the man after he bought it.
“Ketch te bug tint drop von little
drop into his mout,” answered the
peddler. “The deuce you say !” ex
claimed the purchaser : “ I could
kill it iu half the time by stamping
on it.” “ Yell,” calmly exclaimed
the German, “djt ish a good way,
too, to -kill him.”
NO. 17
What Causes Hard Times.
We are fast becoming a nation of
schemers to live without genuine
work. Our boys are learning
trades; our farmers’ sons are crowd
ed into cities, looking for clerkship*
and Post Offices;hardly one Ameri
can girl in each hundred will do
house work for wages, however
urgent her need ; so we are sending
to Europe for workmen and buying
of her artisans millions- worth ol
products that we ought to make
for ourselves. Though our crop of
rascals is heavy we do not grow
our own hemp ; though we are over
run with lads who deserve flag
gellation, we import our willows.
Our women (undress in foreign
cloths; the toys which amuse our
younger children have generally
reached us over the sea. We are
like the farmer-who hir s his neigh
bor errands, while his boys lounge
at the grog-shops, playing billiards,
sßid then wonders why, in spite of
his best efforts, he sinks annually
deeper and deeper into debt, till the
Sheriff cleans him out, and he starts
west to begin again.
We must turn over anew leaf.
Our boys and girls must be taught
to love labor by qualifying them,
selves to do it efficiently. We must
turn out fewer professionals and
more skilled artisans, as well
as food growers. We must
grow and fabricate two hundred
millions worth per annum, that we
now import, and so reduce the for
eign debt that wo have so long and
successfully augmented year by
year. We must qualify our clever
boys to erect and run factories, fur
naces, rolling mills, tanneries, ma
chine shops, etc.; to opeu and work
mines, improve and fashion imple
ments, and double the present pro
duct of their father’s farm. So
shall we stem the tide of debt that
sets steadily against our shores, and
cease to be visited and annoyed by
hard times. *
Whining. —There is a class of
people in this world —by no mean*
small —whose prominent peculiarity
is wfiining. They whine because
they arc poor; or, if rich, because
they have no health to enjoy their
riches; the whine because they have
“no luck,” and others’ prosperity ex
ceeds theirs; they whine because
some friends have died and they are
living; they whine because they
have aches and pains, and they have
aches and pains because they whine,
and they whine no one can tell why.
Now we would like to say a word
to those whining persons, First,
stop whining—it is no use, this ever
lasting oomplainig, fretting, taulfc
finding and whining. Why, you are
the most deluded set of creatures
that ever lived !Do you know that
it is a well settled principle of phy
siology and common sense that these
habits are more exhausting, to ner
vous vitality than almost any other
violation of physiological law ? And
do you know that life is pretty much
as you make it ? You can make it
bright and shiny; or you can make it
dark and shadowy. This life is
only meant to discipline us—to fit
us for a higher and purer state of
being Then stop whining and fret
ting, and go on your way rejoicing.
—A farmer, who was syrapathis*
ing with Ills neighbor Jones on the
death of his son, said: “You
should remember, Mr. Jones, there
is no loss without some gaiu. John,
you remember, was always a ruon*
strous eater.” “I know be was,”
responded the bereaved parent,
“but to think he was laid up with
the rheumatism all the winter and
died just in hajjng time is pretty
tough, neighbor.”
Alas ! how frail are human ex*
pectations—what a mockery is hu
man friendship ! Baseless as a vision
of the night, and treacherous as the
sea ! The morning breaks, and the
phantoms have fled and the sea is
covered with broken boards and
masts, and rolls placidly imdei - a
bright sun over the sepulchres of the
dead.
“ You have lost your baby, I
hear,” said .one lady to another.
“Yes, poor littlo thing, it was only
five months old. We had four doc
tors, blistered its head aud feet, put
mustard plasters all over it, gave it
nine calomel powders, two boxes of
pills leeched its temples, had it bled
and gave it all kinds of medicine,
and yet, after a week’s illness, he
died, notwithstanding ail we did for
him.”
The last Question that . ha#
troubled philosophers is this : Which
causes a girl most pleasure, to hear
herself praised or another girl run
down