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REV. A. L. HAMILTON would respect
fully aunytiuce to his friends generally,
that this old and popular Institution will be
re opened under his immediate supervision on
MONDAY, October 1, 1377.
IBs former patrons and friends will please
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now being repaired and refurnished inele
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and will represent the principal branches of
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r i_Tie Terms
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Pastel. Grecian and Antique Painting. Orna
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THE GEORGIA STATE FAIR
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Monday, October 15th, 1877,
AND CONTINUING ONE WEEK.
IARGE and Liberal Premiums lor Stock,
H Manufactures, Machinery, Agricultural
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CUTHBERT, GA., FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 1877.
In She Jfoi'siing'.
BY LILLIAN WHITING.
‘And with the dawn of those angel faces smile
That I have loved long since and lost awhile. 1 '
In the quiet hush of morning,
When the sunlight glories fall.
Gleaming with their sunny radiance
All along my chamber wall ;
When the day with duties laden
Comes to meet ate all untried,
Come those angel fotms around me
Who from earth have turned aside.
In the silence and the darkness
I can see tbeir faces fair,
And the robes of sunny whiteness,
And the gleams of shining hair ;
1 can hear them whisper soltly
As they bend my pillow o’er,
I can catch the distaut music,
Floating Iroin the unseen shore.
One who. in her life’s fair morning,
From earth’s cold and clouded gray
Turned to meet the golden dawning
Iu the land of perfect day--
Who, with pale hands folded lowly,
Sleepeth where the lilies blow,
From the realms so pure and holy
Comes to meet me here below.
Tell me not our loved and lost ones
W ho have found the fairer shore
Can forget us sadly toiling,
And return to us no more.
For the spirit world around us
Lieth closer than we dream !
And gives purer thoughts, and nobler.
Daily felt, though still unseen.
In the hours of grief and sadness
When dark shadows seem to iall
Blank and hard across our pathway
Like some grim and stony wall,
Unseen hands will gently lead us,
Unheard voices come to cheer,
Loving eyes bend softly on us
And wo know our lost are near.
When for us the radiant dawning
Of the morn eternal breaks,
When for us the solemn shadows,
Flee away and life awakes,
To that realm where all that’s noble
In our nature shall expand.
Guide us ever, O ye loved ones!
Upward to the unseen land.
Hints to Young Husbands.—
Love and appreciation are to a wo
man what dew and sunshine are to a
flower. They refresh and brighten
her whole life. They make her.strong
hearted in every thing affecting
her home. They enable her to
cheer her housband when the cares
of life [tress heavily upon him, and
to be a very providence to her cbil
dreu. To know that her husband
loves her, and is proud of her
and believes in her ; that even her
faults are looked upon with tender
ness ; that her face to one at least, is
the fairest face in the world ; that
the heart which to her is the great
est and noblest holds her sacred in
its innermost recesses above fill wo
men, gives her a strength, and cour
age and sweetness, and vivacity
which all the wealth of the world
could not bestow. Let a woman’s
life be pervaded with such an influ
ence, and her heart and mind will
(Soever grow old, but will blossom
and brighten in perpetual youth.
How Sampson Slew tiie Philis
tines. -When I traveled in Palestine
an old servant from the monastery
of Itamleh, about fifty miles west
from Jerusalem, showed me the sup
posed place where Sampson killed
1,000 Philistines with the jaw bone
of an ass. When 1 expressed my
doubt as to the length and strength
of a jaw bone, considering the great
number of surrounding enemies, the
good man explained the case in the
following manner: “Well, he took
hold of the ass by the tail and swung
the animal against the Philistines in
such a manner that only his head,
and of this especially the jaw bone,
struck the Philistines, keeping off
in this way the surrounding warri
ors, aud giving a blow the necessary
force to kill. I affirm that in this
manner Sampson could have slain a
million Philistines, provided the
tail of the ass did not break.”
“Did you say I was the biggest
liar you ever knew?” fiercely asked
a ruffian of a counsel, who had been
skinning him in his address to the
jury. “Yes I did,” replied the
counsel, aud the crowd eagerly
watched for the expected fight.—
“Well then,” said the ruffian, all I
have got to say is that you eonld
never knowed my brother Jim.”
Why is a pig looking from a sec
ond story window, like the moon ?
Because it looks ’round. Should
any critic say that the moon does
not always look round, answer him
by saying that the pig does not eith
er.
“Sam, Why don’t you talk to
your master and tell him to lay up
treasures in heaven? What’s de use
Ijiiu. fayin’ up treasures dar, he neb
ev see um agin.”
Every honeymoon has a man in
it.
Only a liusk.
Tom Darcy, yet a young man,
had grown to be a very bad one. At
heart he might have been all right,
if his head and his will had only
been all right; but these being
wrong the whole machine was going
to the bad very fast, though there
were times when the heart felt
something of its old truthful yearn
ings. Tom had lost his place as a
foreman in the great machine shop,
and what money he had now earned
from odd jobs of tinkering which
he was able to do, here and there
at private houses ; for Tom was a
genius as well as a mechanic, and
when his head was steady enough
he could mend a clock, or clean a
a watch as well as ho could set up
and regulate a steam engine—and
this latter he could do better than
any other man ever employed.
One day Torn had a job to mend
a broken mowing machine and reap
er, for which he received five dol
lars and on the following morning
he started out for his old haunt—
the village tavern. llu knew his
wife sadly needed the money, and
that his two little children were in
absolute suffering from want of
clothing, and that morning he held
a debate with the better part of
himself ; but the better part had
become very weak, and the demon
of appetite carried the day.
So aw’ay to the tavern Tom went,
where for two or three hours, he
felt the exhilerating effects of the
alclioholic draught, and fancied him-
self happy, as he could smg and
laugh ; but, as usual, stupefaction
followed, and the man died out. —
lie drank while lie could stand, and
then lay down in a corner, where
his companions left him.
It was late at night, almost mid*
night when the landlord’s wife
came into the bar loom to see what
kept her husband up, and site quick
ly saw Tom.
“ Peter,” said she, not in a pleas
ant mood, “ why don’t you send
that miserable Torn Darcy home ?
lie's been hanging around here
long enough.”
Tom’s stupefaction was not
sound asleeep. The dead coma had
left the brain, and the calling of his
name stung his senses into keen at
tentiou. lie had an insane love for
rum, but did not love the landlord.
In oilier years, Peter Tindar and
himself had loved and wooed the
sweet maiden —Ellen Goss —and lie
won her, leaving Peter to take up
with the vinegar spinster who had
bought the tavern for him, and he
knew that lately the tapster had
gloated over the misery of the wo
man who had once discarded him.
“Why don’t you send him borne?”
demanded Mrs. Tindar, with an im
pat’ent stamp of the foot.
“ Hush, Betsy ! lie’s got money.
Let him be, and he’ll be sure to
spend it before he goes home. I’ll
have the kernel of the nut, and his
wife may have the husk.”
With a sniff and a snap, Bet
sy turned away, and shortly af
terward horn Darcy lifted himself
upon his elbow.
“ Ah, Tom, are you awake ?”
“ Yes.’ 7
“ Then rouse up and have a warm
glass.”
Tom got upon his feet and stead
ied himself.
“ No, Peter, I won’t drink any
more, to-night.”
“It won’t hurt you, Tom—just
one glass.”
I know it won’t,” said Tom,
buttoning up his coat by the only
solitary button left. “ I know it
won’t.”
And with this he went out into
the chill air of night. When he
got away from the shadow oi the
tavern, he stopped and looked up
at the stars, and then he looked
down upon the earth.
“Aye,” he muttered, grinding
his heel into the gravel, “Peter Tin
dar is taking the kernel and leaving
poor Ellen the husk, and I am help
ing him to do it. lam robbing my
wife of joy. robbing my children of
honor and comfort, robbing myself
of love and life—just that Peter
Tindar may have the kernel and
Ellen the husk I We’ll see 1”
It was a revelation to the man.—
The tavern keeper’s brief speech,
meant not for his ears, bad come
upon his senses as fell the voice of
the liisen One upon Saul of Tarsus.
“ We’ll see,” he replied, setting
his foot firmly upon the ground ;
and then he wended his way home
ward.
On the following morning he
said to his wife ;
“ Ellen, have you any coffee in
the house ?”
“ Yes, Tom.” She did not tell
him that her sister had given it to
her. She was glad to hear him
ask for coffee instead of the old,
old cider.
“ I wish you would make a cup,
good and strong.”
There was really music in Tom’s
voice, and the wife set about the
work with a strange flutter in her
head.
Tom drank two cups of the strong
fragrant coffee, and then went out
—with a resolute step, and walked
straight to the great manufactory,
where he found Mr. Scott iu the of
fice.
“Mr. Scott, I want to learn my
trade over again.”
“Eh, Tom ! What do you mean?”
“ I mean that it is Tom Darcy,
come back to the old place asking
forgiveness for the past, and hoping
to do better in the future.”
“ Tom !” cried the manufacturer,
starting forward and graspiug his
hand, “are you in earnest! Is it
really the old Tom ?”
“ It’s what’s left of him, sir, and
we’ll soon have him whole and
strong very soon, if you’ll only set
him at work.”
“ Work ! Aye, Tom, and bless
you, too ! There is an engine to be
set up and tested to-day. Come
with me.”
Tom’s hands were weak and un
steady, but his brain was clear, and
under bis skillful supervision the en
gine was set up and tested, but it
was not perfect. There was inis
takes which he had to correct, and
it was late in the evening w hen the
work was complete.
“ How ia it now, Tom ?” asked
Mr. Scott, as lie catne into the test
ing house and found the workmen
ready to depart.
“ She’s all right, sir. You may
give your warrant without tear.”
“God bless you, Tom ! You don’t
know how like sweet music the old
voice sounds. Will you take your
place again ?”
“ Wait till Monday morning sir.
If you will offer it to me then, I will
take it.”
At the little cottage Ellen Dar
cy’s fluttering heart was sinking.—
That morning, after Tom had gone,
she had found a two dollar bill in
her coffee cup. She knew that he
left it for her. She had been out
and bought tea and sugar and flour
and butter, arid a bit of lender
steak ; and all day long a ray of
light had been dancing and skim
tiling before her —a ray from the
blessed light of other days. With a
prayer and hope she set out the tea
table and waited, but the sun went
down and no Tom came. Eight
o’clock—and almost nine. Oh, was
it but a false glimmer after all?
Hark ! The old step ! strong ea
ger for home. Yes, it was Tom,
with the old grime upon his hands,
and the odor of oil upon liis gar
ments.
“I have kept you waiting. Nellie.”
“ Tom !”
“ I did not mean to, but the work
hung on.”
“ Tom, Torn. You have been to
the old shop.”
“ Yes, and I am to have the old
place, and—”
“ Oh, Tom.”
And she threw her rrms around
his neck and covered bis face with
kisses.
“Nellie, darling, wait a little, and
you shall have the old Tom back
again.”
“Oh, Tom. I’ve got him now —
bless him, bless him, my own Tom.
My husband, darling.”
And then Tom Darcy realized the
full power and blessing of a woman’s
love.
It was a banquet of the gods,
was that supper—of the household
gods all restored —with the bright
angels of peace and love aud joy
spreading their wings o. er the
board.
“On the following Monday morn-,
ing, Tom Darcy assumed his place
at the head of the great machine
shop, and those who tboroug hly un
derstood him had no tear of his go
ing back in the slough of joylessness.
A few days later Tom met Peter
Tindar on the street.
“ Eh, Tom, old boy, what’s up?”
“ I am up—right side up.”
“ Yes, 1 see. But I hope you
have not forsaken us, Tom ?”
“ I have forsaken only the evil
you have in store, Peter. The fact
is, I concluded my wife and little
ones had led on husks long enotigh,
and if there was a kernel left in my
heart, or in my manhood, they
should have it.”
“Ah, you beard what I said to
my wife that night ?”
“Yes, Peter, and I shall be grate-
ful to you for it as long as 1 live.—
My remembrance of you will always
be relieved by that tinge of warmth
and bright,less.
Trust.
Life would impracticable un
less it were the primary rule to be
lieve what is told us. There is not
a single relation in adult life in
which we are not compelled to do
pend upon the word of another—
of a husband, a wife, an agent.
We believe certain things respect
ing them —in their honor, their
chartity, their affection, their faith
fulness. To what kind of condition
would life bo reduced if we were to
apply to these matters “the univer
sal duty of questioning all that we
believe ?” In some, at all events,
of these relations, it may be observ
ed, it is in the nature of the case
impossible that we should have
“sufficient evidence” for our belief.
It is an unquestionable fact that
many a man who has been trusted,
and who has for years borne an
unexceptionable character, has prov
ed faithless, and it is quite impos
sible I can be sure upon grounds
of evidence respecting any particu
lar man that lie is incapable of this
baseness. But the first condition
of a genuine and honorable friend
ship is to believe this, to refuse to
entertain a doubt of it, and, if need
be, to uphold a friend’s honor until
he is absolutely proved dishonora
ble. With respect to trust exercis
ed in commercial relations, it might
perhaps be said that it is a mere
application of the principle of prob
abilities. Asa matter of experi
ence, if customers are trusted the
majority of them will fulfill their
engagements. It may be doubted
whether tradesmen really do act in
practice on this mere calculation of
probabilities ; but at all events the
principle does not apply to the oth
er relations of life just referred to.
It would be an insult to a friend to
Bay that you trusted and loved him
because you thought it more proba
ble lie was true than that he was
false. He expects from you as a
primary condition of true friend
ship, that you believe firmly con
cerning him that of which you can
not possibly have certain evidence.
Contemporary Review.
A physician writes to young men
as follows : “My profession has
thrown me among women of all
classes, and my experience teaches
me that Heaven never gave man a
greater proof of his love than to
place woman here with him. My
advice is :Go and propose to the
most sensible girl you know. If
she accepts you tell her how much
your income is, and from what
source derived ; and tell her you
will divide the last dollar with her,
and that you will love her with all
your heart into the bargain. And
then keep your promise. 31y word
for it, she will live within your in
come, and to your last hour you
will regret that you did not marry
sooner. Stop worrying about femi
nine extravagance and feminine
untruth. Just you be true to her
—love her sincerely, and a more
fond, faithful, foolish slave you will
never meet anywhere. You will
not deserve her, I know ; but she
will not know it.
A New Jersey inventor lias hit
upon a fertilizer which he says any
farmer can easily manufacture for
less than $lO a ton, aiftl get a bet
ter article thun he can purchase
tor SGO or SBO. Take a deep lay*
er of mud, peat, turf or meadow
marl and cover with one-third
quantity of manure. Sprinkle salt
over this, unless the mud has been
gotten from a salt marsh, add a
broad casting of lime, and pour over
the whole a weak solution of sul
phuric acid. This process can be
repeated with successive layers,
and in a few weeks the pile will
consist of a pliable black loam,
rich enough for compost.
“I have just bought a dog,” says
Jones, “I never owned one before
in my life. Phare been a housekeeper
a great many years and never knew
how much comfort there is in a dog.
He is always so kind and gentle
and glad to see me. When I go
home he always jumps up on me
and looks so pleased. When I go
home late as I sometimes do,he nev
er looks gloomy andsad—he never
asks that cutting question: * Where
have you been all this time?”
Men are never so ridiculous from
the qualities which really belong to
them as from those which they pre
tend to have.
12y Darling:.
How can 1 mourn for a little one dead,
When I gaze on this world of weeping?
Far better to smile with a deep content
O'er a baby quietly sleeping.
O’er a little one safe from all that can harm
Life, and quietly sleeping.
The sun comes un, and the sun goes down,
On sorrow and sin and aching,
But to all the evil that’s in the world
My darling will know no waking.
Ho is wrapped in that dream of sweetness
and calm
That will know no cruel breaking.
My heart grows sick and faint w ith thought
Of the great world’s burden of sinning ;
I am glad, I am glad, that in evil and wrong
My darling will make no beginning,
lie is safe iu his soft mossy bed
From the blight and the pang of sinning.
Then mourn no more for a little one dead,
Fond heart worn out with thy weeping ;
Far better to smile with a deep content
O’er a baby quietly sleeping.
He is sale, he is safe from all that is sad,
Life, and quietly sleeping.
Across the African Tonli-
SlCiftt.
Henry M. Stanley has emerged
from tho African wilderness and
made his appearance on tho west
coast of the great tropical continent
at the mouth of the Congo River.—
It is about three years since he left
Zanzibar on the east coast, aud dull
ing all that time he has been explor
ing the heart ot‘ the great stronghold
of mystery and barbarism under the
greatest of difficulties aud in the
face of obstacles which few men
would have the courage, the energy
and the strength to overcome.—
Ilis exploits are as remarkable as
any in the fascinating annals of ex
ploration in unknown lands, and the
results seem to be among the most
valuable attained in modern times.
Two puzzling questions of first-class
geographical importance appear to
be definitely settled by liis indefa
tigable researches. He set himself
the task of ascertaining beyond
question the sources of the Nile, and
tracing the river known as the Lu
ulaba to its outlet, thus completing
the work begun by his great prede
cessor, Livingstone, lie spent two
seasons among the Niyanzas, explo
ring their coasts thoroughly, and
ascertaining that the streams by
which they were fed furnished the
waters that poured from them
through the Nile to the Mediterra
nean Sea. Points previously left in
obscurity were cleared up, and the
great Nile problem was solved.
Having completed his task, Stan
ley thorough ly.explorcd Lake Tanga
nyika, and then addressed himself
to the perilous work of tracing the
Lualaba through a wide expanse of
territory utterly unknown to civiliza
ed man. Two theories had prevail
ed regarding this stream. Livings
tone had believed it to be the Nile,
but some geographers who carefully
studied his work came to the con
clusion that it was more likely to be
the far-off beginning of the Congo.
The Lualaba drained a basin distinct
from that of the sources of the NilCj
though Livingstone never discov
ered that fact. Cameron, who acted
on the theory that it was the head
of the Congo, only penetrated in his
explorations to Nyangwe, which
was a comparatively short distance
from the source of the stream. Stan
ley left that point about the middle
of last November, and for nearly
nine months was lost in the African
wilderness. The story of his journey
has just now come to the Loudon
Telegraph aud the New York Her
aid, which sustain him in his work.
He fought his way through forests
filled with savage beasts and still
more savage men, contending
against the climate, the obstacles
which natuie placed in his way and
(he implacable natives that resisted
his progress at every step, some
times on shore and sometimes on
the water, with his party rapidly
diminishing under the hardships and
dangers of the journey, until he
proved that the river known as the
Lualaba where he started,aud desig
nated by a different name by every
tribe through whose territory it
passed, was proved beyond all
question to be the Congo. The three
river systems of Africa are now
quite clearly defined. They are
those of the Nile, the Zambesi, and
tbe Congo. The contributions of
Stanley to our knowledge of African
geography bid fair to be regarded
in future as among the most impor
tant, if not the most important of all
made by any single explorer.
If a word to the wise is sufficient,
advice to a fool is thrown away en
tirely.
Best stable butter —Billy the
i goat.
NO. 45
I never owned a mule. I came
near buying s onc once. lie was a
line looking animal; lii.s ears stood
up like the side spires on au Episco*
pal church. His tail was trimmed
down so that it looked like a tar
brush leaning up against him. 110
looked all innocence, though he was
in no sense. The owner sal in the
wagon, with his elbow on his knee*.
In the other hand lie held a stick
with a brad on the end of it. I ex*
atnined the mule and asked the man
a few questions, and out of mere
form inquired if the mule Was kind,
or if he kicked. “Kind? Kick?”
said the man, and these were the last
words he uttered. lie reached Ins
stick over the front of the wagon,
and stuck the brad into that mule. It
was awful to see a man snuffed out
so quickly as he was. it almost
took my breath be went sosuddenlyw
I never saw tho thread of life snap
so suddenly as it didn’t have time
to leave a message for his family.—
That mule simply ducked his head,
then a pair of heel* flew out bebindj
tliero was a crash, a flying of splin
ters, and that was all; and the next
moment that mule and I stood alone,
my face covered with astonishment
two feet deep, and his covered with
part of an old bridle. The next day
I read an account in the telegraph
ic news of a shower of flesh in Keti fc
tucky. I was the only, man that
could explain that phenomenon, ami
did not dare to lest I should bo inis
- in the aflair with
mule.
I have seen death in many forrtts,
but don’t recollect ever seeing a
funeral gotten up with less pomp
and display than on that occasion.
If i had my choice, to either ti r ork
in a nitro-glycerine factory or take
care of a mule, 1 should go for the
factory, as in the case of an explo
sion there would be more possibility
of my friends finding some little
mementoes of me with which to
assuage their grief. Avery small
piece of me would lighten a big sor*
row.
The Lost round,
Fifty or sixty years ago it was
the custom for gentlemen wishing
servants to visit emigrant ships as
soon as they arrived in port. Se
lecting the man or woman who
pleased them, they would pay his
or her passage money, about seven
ty or eighty dollars, to the captain,
agreeing to give the servant cloth
ing and bread, and at the end of
three years’ service, twenty or thir
ty dollars.
One day, a gentleman, a man of
fortune, residing in Philadelphia,
went on board an emigrant ship to
hire a girl or “purchase her time,’*
as it was then called. He selected,
one, and was shown her father, the
old man w r as anxious to go with his
daughter, and after some persua
sion the gentleman purchased his
time. “Well, now,” said the old
man, “ here’s my old wife ; take
her also.” There was something so
attractive in the countenance of the
old woman that the gentleman
bought her time.
Going together to the register’s
office to complete the bargain, the
name which the emigrants gave was
spelt and pronounced like his own.
Inquiries ended in discovering that
he had brought the time of his own
father and mother.
When six years old, a son of tho
old folks had been taken to Ameri
ca by a gentleman, and they had
lost all knowledge of him ; indeed,
they had almost forgotton that they
had a son in America. They recol
lected however, that their boy hud
a’figure of a cucumber on one of
bis shoulders. The newly found
son was stripped in the office, and,
to the delight of the aged couplej
there was tho birth-mark.
Slightly sarcastic was the clergy
man who paused and addressed a
man coming with the remark: “Glad
to see you, sir, come in; always glad
to see those here late who can’t
come early;” and decidely self-pos
sessed was the man thus addressed
in the presence of an astonished
congregation, as he responded:
“Thank y’ou, would you favor mo
with the text?”
When we have practised good ac
tions awhile they become easy, and
when they become easy we begin to
take a pleasure in them, and when
they please us we do them frequent
ly. Form then the habit of doing
good.
Nothing tends more to make us
ridiculous than the endeavor to im
itate our superiors.