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F^7 pikV I>. A. Russell.
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LrLEY & RUSSELL,
attorneys
L Counsellors at Law,
I j cco rer tbc store of Babbit & Waifield.)
JJA IS BRIDGE, GEORGIA .
L- tf!l practice in the Southwestern nnd Pa
FCircuit#- Also, in the United States Courts.
CAPERS KING.
Itorney at Law,
Office on Broad Street, Balnbridpe, Ga.
■•Will give prompt attention to all business
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Kierchtints, Savannah, Ga.
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Kandieie, corner Bay and Drayton Streets, 8a-
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■Dismission merchants, Corner Barnard and Bay
■i, Savannah Ga.
luhKV 4 SIMMONS, Cotton factors and com
Ktission Merchants, 58 Bay sttcet, Savannah.
B.V OLIVER, No. 6, Whitaker Street, Savan
|n, Georgia Dealer in Sashes, Doors. Blinds,
Taints, Olis, Gloss, Putty and ai
■ers and Glaziers material. Mixed Paints of
Kims ami shades.
■ DICK ISON & CO., cotton factors and com
■ission merchants, 58 Bay Street Savauuah. Ga,
111 UKMSHART, wholesale and retail dealer in
I doors, sashes, blinds, nWu filings new?i posts-,
■forth side o( Buy Street, foot of Barnard, Ba
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lay Street, West of Barnard, Savannah Ga
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wines. Liquois, tobacco s auu segms, HO and
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COMBK, HULL & CO., wholesale grocers.
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j. GUILMAKTIn iV CO., Cotton factors and
general commisssion merchants, Bay Street,
uuh, Ga. Agents ft>r Bradley’s super pbos
of linte. llAggiHg. ldJAi and iron ties pi wavs
nil. Uustial facilities extended to customers
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IMPERFECTIONS.
BY HATTIE.
iVn perfections, imperfections,
Every day attend
Slfps of tongue, frail inteijections
Morn to twilight’s end
Imperfections, frequent drinking,
Knowing bow to cheat;
Fighting, flirting, villey-winking
Are our daily meat.
Imperfections} loathsome slander
Nestles ’neath om tongue,
Quacking like a merry gander,
Gossip daily sung.
Imperfections of the preacher
With his sober face—
Hlfaulutin, rantin scre< cber,
Mark bis stealthy pice.
Imperfcctifins of the printer
With liis sorry sheet ;
Freedom means he is no stinter,
Gas, his biead and meat.
Imperfections of tlie lover
With the widow, maid :
Like a serpent under cover,
Lies bis stock in trade.
Imperfections ot tlie trader
With his soulless grin.
On your purse a very raider,
Quick to take you in.
X .... j. wC- Svim v/i tl-o
Bachelors and all
In their dens, where spiders tningle
Ghostly shadows fall.
Tmper-feetions, hydra-headed
Fill our daily sail,
’Till our craft is sunken, stranded
la the Stygian vale.
DAVID’S LAMENT OVER ABSALOM.
The. King stood still
Till the last echo died ; then, throwing off
The sackcloth Bern his brow, and laying back
Thcpali fioni the still features of his child,
He bowed his head upon him, and broke foitk
In the icsistless eloquence of woe
“Alas! my nob e boy ! that thou shouldsS die!
Thou who wort made so beautifully fair !
Timt death should settle in thy glorious eye,
, And leave hisstillikss in this clustering hair !
now could he mark the for the silent tomb,
My proud boy'. Absalom !
Cold is thy brow, my son ! and I am chill,
As to my bosom I have tried to press thee.
How was I wont to cel my pulses thrill.
Like a rich harp string, yearning to caress thee.
And hear thy sweet—‘my father,’ from these dumb
And cold lips, Absalom !
The grave hath won thee. I shall hear the gush
Os music, and the voices of the young ;
And life Till pass me in the mantling blush,
And the dark tresses to the soft winds flung ;
Bat thml no more, with thy street voice shall come
To meet me, Absalom,!
But, oh ! when I am stricken, and my heart;
Lik ea bruised reed, is waiting to be broken,
I low will its love loi- thee, as I depart, .
Yea 10 for thine ear to drink its last deep token !
It Were so sUVeot, aniid death’ll) gathering global;
Toflets thee, Absalom !
Ariel now farewell ! ’Tis hard to give thee Up,
With death sd Hke a gentle Slumber on tliee —
And thy dark sin !—Ob ! I could drink the cup,
If front this woe its bitterness had won thee.
May God have called these, like a wanderer, home,
My erring Absalom !”
He covered'up bis face, nnd bowed himself
A moment on his child ; then, giving him
A look of melting tenderness, lie clasi ed
His hands convulsively, as if in prayer ;
And, as if strength were given him of God,
He rose up calmly, and composed the pall
Firmly and decently, and left him theie.
As if his rest hud been a breathing sleep.
Willi!.
THE ENGINEER.
i h I whoever thinks of the bold engineer,
As he stands by his throttle of steel.
And spurs on his steed to its maddened career.
In its thundering and ponderous reel !
Like a Soldier beginamed in battle’s dark Ett'lfc. i
And brave to the cannon’s
He. too. ni*’~ - - **•'* vieain,
■jt. t ....is;es on with his long train of lite,
unmindful of danger or death !
Through the duyligbt,
Into the night.
Dark, dark.
He knows no affright.
O’er ridges
And bridges
Decayed or strong.
Like a mythic god he rushes along !
Who thinks of the bold engineer ?
So true to his post, like a statue he stands,
With his eyes fix’d fast on afar ;
Our own precious lives he holds in his bauds,
Our wealth we give to his care. .
For good mast he be, the bold engineer,
\s he dashes from village to town.
And brings us all safe, ’midst a smile ora tear,
To the forms so dearly our own .
Onward he goes,
llis whistle he blows
Deep, deep,
Thio’ high -drifted snows ;
With crossings
And tossings,
In heat and in rain. . ,
O’er the glittering track he pulls the long trai •
All hail the bold engineer I
A-rx Xaapendent Journal-Devoted to tit© Interests of Georgia.
BAIN BRIDGE, GA., THURSDAY, JULY 7, 1870
Trom the New York Woild.
A PRISON STORY.
Nearly seventeen years ago, early in
the winter, a wealthy and respectable geiw
tleman, named Peyton, of Cabell county, in
the State of Virginia, was mysteriously
murdered in his own house, and as justice
could not detect nor suspicion indicate the
murderer, the victim went to judgment
unavenged by human law. The kinsmen
ot the dead and his many friends, spoke
long and bitterly of the deed of blood, and
speculated vaguely as to its purpose, but
years rolled on without revealing the arm
that had dealt the dastard blow, and at
last the crime was forgotten. That is, it
was forgotten by man, but in the breast of
the assassin dwelt a sleepless guestremem*
boring all. Conscience slept not when the
deed was done, and from thenceforth the
guilty wretch was doomed to tread the
earth with one sentence ev‘ev sounding in
his ear, ‘a life for life P
There could be but one sequel. On an
afternoon in the summer of 1860 a misera
ble looking man drove into the city of St.
Paul, Minnesota, in a small cart drawn by
a yoke of steers, and at once inquired for
the sheriff. He was uot ail old man, yet his
brow was furrowed with wrinkles. He did
not appear to suffer poverty, yet all his
aspect was poor and wretched. Wh'eri sa®
luted his only response was an inquiry for
an officer of justice. Some one directed him
to a magistrate’s office, Whither lie Went
with the air of a man on his way to the
scaffold. A deputy sheriff received him,
and surprised by his manner, asked his
business, The answer was : ‘‘Arrest me;
I am charged with murder!’'
Then he told the story of his guilt. Six
years befoie. the murder of Mr. Peyton was
his crime. He had a residence in Ohio at
the time, but to escape the tracking of
justice he fled to Wisconsin, and there
worked on the Black and Chippewa riv
ers. Afterwards he worked in the low
er Sauk rapids, on the Red river, at
Pembina and finally Went to Miucssota
In all liis wanderings there was a terrible
accuser within him, hearing the one word
‘murderer’ in the rustling of forest leaves,
in the rOar of the angry river, in the
crackling of tall prairie grass, and in the
market-place. In every man who address
ed him lie saw a possessor of his sccic t —in
evbry house where lie W-.uld rest there came
red stains on the il >or. The hand of jus*
tice had not branded him with an iron
grasp, nor the law sentenced; yet to him
the blight sun was the relentless eye of
justice glaring upon him whenever he
crouched, and conscience was a law that
had tried and doomed him.
Thus hunted through the world by spec
tres breaking from the grave of virtue in
bis own soul, he had at last resolved to
bear death rather than madness, and de--
rnanded of his fellow men the righteous
penalty of a deed making him a coward,
‘compared with the timid bare were fear
less.’ After hearing his confession, the
sheriff at once took the unhappy man into
Custody and telegraphed the authorities of
Cabell county, Virginia to send for him
The prisoner gave his tiariie as Stanley and
desired the officer to sell his Cart and steers
that he might have a little money to supply
his wants while awaiting trial. In due time
there came a requisition from Virginia, and
Stanley was taken back to the scene of his
crime, where upon his own repeated con
fession, he was sentenced to imprisonment
for life. In that prison he lately' died, re*
morseful to the last, and as sincero a pa>
tient as ever offered attonement for the
shedding of blood.
Miss Nora O’Neal Talks Biz —Miss
O’Neal has answered the chap who called
her ‘darling,’ ‘sweet,’ and all that. Hero ■»
is : Oh ! you say you are lonely without
TANARUS., *> viu sign tor one glance of my eye;
you’re blarneying always about me—o !
why don’t you to papa apply ? You men
arc so very deceiving, I can’t believe aught
that you say; your love I will only believe
in. when my jointsie is made ‘au fait.’
This trash about eyes, voice and glan
ces, may do for a miss in her teens; but
he who to me makes advances must talk ol
his bank stock and means. You beg me
to go ga'ivanting, to meet you at the foot
the lane— with a kiss, too! why man yon
are rantin ! do you think I’m wholly insane?
Wh‘‘n you woo a iady of sense, sir, don t
whine about sorrow and tears; its a matter
of dollais and ceuts, sir, no tale of romance
interferes. 0 I poverty is not very funny,
(my style I’ll not trf to conceal) «f I can t
get a husbaud'with m mey, I’ll Uve and die
Nora O’Neal.
NOW AND THEN.
Now lam getting old ! Then I was
young ; young and happy, a thoughtless
child, with no care, no anxiety to weigh
me down, or stretch the energies of my mV
tine; hut careless, I ran and romped over
Bill at ‘d dale, and over lawn skipped and
piayed, in innocent and joyous glee. A
child of nature, pure in thought, and igno
rant of right and wrong, save the right and
wrong that my peerless mother taught and
impressed upon my young mind and heart.
Mother ! What sensations thrill tile soul
at the utterance of the word. Mother !
What fee Hags come buck upon the wind !
What scenes rise up before the mind and
array themselves over again in affections
and devotions bestowed by a foiid and lov
ing mother. What thoughts, feeling Sand
sensations of pleasure cluster around the
sacred name, mother. At the mention of
mother, the heart keeps the storehouse of
the mind and finds carefully shelved there
the watchful and devotion of mother,
as well as her teaching to lisp, stand alone
and walk, and how she sought to amuse
and interest her little ones with this and
that toy' and plaything—the apples of her
eyes and the jewels of her soul, the repre
sentatives of our first parents, primitive
dignity and native grandeur. How mother
sympathized With her little ones in their
trials and rejoiced with them in their pleass
ores; how her eye was dimmed With pain
or lit up with joy. Here is the little chair
l used to sit in at the table beside mother,
this is the little spoon and knife and fork
she gave me. 1 keep them still, and look
on them, artd often the tear rises unbidden
at the thought that mother, lies an inhab
itant of the lands of silence.
Then I was a joyous school boy wending
my way morning and evening to and back
from school, four miles through the pine
woods along a lone and narrow path. I
remember well with books in bag acd dits
tier in bucket how I’ve tread alone that
path morn and eve, how I walked the poles
across the branch—how I stood half way
on the poles and watched the little finny
tribe as they, with fins distended stood
still and moved here and there in the
branch and played antics common to little
fishes. I often think of the sweet sensa-.
tion I felt as I listened to the wind breath
ing through the pine lops its whistling
straihs of music—how I often rested at the
roots of some majestic pine, and often
wished I was from childhood to boyhood
'w - 9
and to hiar.hood I passed. I became a man
and am now almost and old man. I like
to look back through the years of my life,
and think of the scenes of childhood, hoys
hood and of manhood, and gt> over again
the joys of childhood, boyhood and the
pleasures of manhood- I like to be on the
green again and watch niy kite as it is
onward and upward borne by the gentle
breeze, and knock the ball, run the round,
and win or lose the game ; and manhood
with its sweet aDd thrilling Scenes —how I
went and came with this and that young
lady, how in the dance I took their hand
and gently and gracefully' turned them in
the cotillion, and received in return their
soft and bewitching smiles, and watched
the blush that rose in splendour oh their
beautiful checks, and suffused its tints over
tub face and reddened the heck and
bust with the scarlet tell-tale of love:
What hours are those in manhood’s period,
who can measure this bliss ? The look,
the touch sends a lifetime joy through the
present add past mau or woman. As I
move on to old age let my mind be freights
ed with the amusements, hopes and pleas
ures of childhood, boyhood and manhood.
A. 11. W.
The Money Wasted ur War.—Give me
says StebbitiS,.. the money that has teeu
spent in war and I will purchase every
foot of laud on the globe. I wiil clothe
very man, woman and cnild, in the attire
that kings and queens might be proud of,
I will build a school house upon every hill
side and in every valley over the habitable
earth. I will supply that school house,
with a competent teacher; I will build an
academy in every town, and endow it ; a
college in every State and fill it with able
pr , lessors; I will crown every hill with a
church consecrated to the promulgation of
the gospel of peace; I will -appori »*“ Us
pulpit an able teacher of righteousness, so
that on every Sabbath morning the chime
on one hill shall answer to the chime on
another around the earth’s circumference ;
and the voice of prayer and the song ot
praise shall ascend, and the smoko of a
universal holocaust shall ascend to heaven.
A HORRIBLE RECORD OF CRIMES
AND CASUaLITIES.
St. LouiS, June 27, —Two men named
Jordan and Bailey, engaged in cutting
wheat ten miles from Knob Noster, in this’
State, get into an altercation aboutaquar»
rel between their ciiildreu. Bailey drew a
knife and threatened to cut Jordan, where
upon the latter struck Bailey with a scytlie
blade, entering his back, passing through
his heart, attd coming out iu front, killiug
him instantly'.
Col. Thomas Bennelt and Rush \fn son
were knocked off the excursion train on the
North Missouri Railroad, a few miles from
this city, yesterday They were instantly
killed. Jacob Kohler was also knocked
off, but was uot dangerously hurt. The
accident occurred while passing under a
bridge. j
Johanna Sullivan and Hilbert Adams
attempted suicide, yesterday, biit neither
succeeded.
Christopher Swift was drowned while
bathing in the river to- day.
Memphis, June 27.—Harris Bailey, resi->
ding near Somerville, Tennessee, poisoned
himself and three childVcti By giving them
bed-bug poison, thinking it was wfiisky.
The children all died. He will probably
recover,
Louisville, June 27.—Charles J. Harid
maket committed stiicide this evening by
shooting himself through the heart. He
leaves a wife and three children. No cause
is assigned for the rash deed.
Omaha, June 27. —During an attempt to
arrest Brainard Dorer, l> night, for adul
tery, lie stabbed Constable McLean, Colonel
Mulhay and an expressman. McLean and
Mulhay have since both died. The expresss
man is not dangerously wounded. Dorer
is now in jail.
Ns)v Youk, June 27.—The number of
tragedies are reported as usual, Us having
occurred in the city and suburbs yesterday.
The most extraordinary waS the fatal stab*,
bing of a young Frenchwoman named Jai>
seau, by a jealous husband, at seventysone
West Ninth street. The murderer, Ed
mund Juave, had suspected his wife of ins
fidelity', and at 9 o’clock last evening hieet*.
ing his supposed wronger, he plunged a
knife into his neck. Mrs. .tuave was taken
to the station house with her husband, She i
denies the allegation against her fame.
Yesterday morning a Germdti named
Daniel Lietchman was stabbbd by Thomas
Sheridan, a printer, in Thirtysseventh
street. The assassination was done in ihe
street, arid the murdered mau walked some
distance, with his hands ovbr his abdomen
to keep his intestines hack. He was ear*»
ried in a dying condition to the hospital by
the police. Sheridan was Caught and
locked up.
Iu East Sixteenth street James McNarus
quarreled With his wife, chased her down
stairs, and during her flight fired four shots
at her. One of the bullets entered an op
possite dwelling and took effect in the back
of Mrs. Fitz Gibbons as slie was ‘lying in
bed. The wound was Severe. The frec
-Bhooter was marched off to prison in Brook«
lyn.
Thomas McKnighlin was shot in tlie right
side in a house on Hudson Avenhe. Tlios.
Kerrigau aHd two others wete arrested for
edmmitiing the deed.
Comfort for Octogenarians. —When you
are eighty years old, good reader, you may
soliloquise after this fashion t
I have become very deaf. What a bless •
ipg ! There is such a lot of silly talk I
cannot hear—such scandals; etc;
My eyes are failing. How fortunate ! I
do not see a tithe of the tolly and wicked
ness that is going on around me; I am
blind to faults that Would provoke fee to
cesurc- , . . ;
I have lost my teeth, and my voice is not
very audible. Well, I find it is no use to
be babbling to folks who won’t listen, so I
save niy breath for better purposes. I
don’t show my teeth where I canT bite. 1
venture on no tough meat.
My taste is not so discriminating as of
jore, and the good is that lam the mote
easily satisfied, don't keep finding fault, I
am cotcDtcd aud thankful. A nice palate is
a plague I have got rid of.
My joints are rather stiff. Well, if they
were ever supple. Ido not want to go to
see the sights, hear concerts, make speech
es nor carouse at feasts
I am not so strong as I was; but for what
do I need to he stout ? lam not going to
wrestle or fight with any body. My morals
are generally improved.
My braiti is uot So clear as in my youn
ger days, therefore I am neither so hot
headed nor opinionated, I forgtot a thousand
injuries.
[From the St Louis DeinWnff ]
RESULT OF A &EC RET MARRIAGE.
Thirty years ago a great sensation wai
created in this city hjr the discovery that
Augustine Kenueily, the City Collector,-
Was a defaulter to thfe amo tint of between
$20,000 and $30,000. The exact amount
was ascertained, owing tof tho sys
tem of book keeping in vogue at that time',
konnbriy belonged to a highly respectablo
family. Several years afterward ho pob«
lished a Statement attempting ttf eXof.brXto
himself, but it was notbntiiely satisfactory.
He also published a novel called tho*
“Heiress of Fotheringay,” which did not
make him a \ v efy high reputation! as st re.
mancist.
During many years of his life ho lived on
terms of intimacy with a colored wothan;
Ihe woman had several children, tohd werd
bright mulattoes. The old lady is known!
as Mrs. Holland, and has resided for many
years at Cheltenham, owning or six
acres ol land there besides prbpctly in the
city—the whole valued at about $50,000.
Her younger daughef, Aiigiistine, was hot'
favorite, and was educated in the convent
at Baltimore, in all the acCompliMimonttf of
and modern education.
The mother having seen the colored peo
ple of the United States rise from a condi
tion of servitude to the place they hdw dfe's
cupy, fondly looked forward to the time,
when Augustine would be ltd to the tilt at-’
by a respectable white man. But her hopo
was doomed to be blighted. She had in her
employ a mulatto man. named James Madi
son, who drove a team belonging to her,
and hauled fire clay for the brick works at
Cheltenham. Madison was considered art
iohest and faithful man. Being an inmate'
ot the house, he had fre'qiicHt opportuni
ties of cultivating the acquaintance of
Augustine; but his Wooing was in secret;
as he well knew the old lady would scorrt
any alliance with him.
He Succeeded, however, in tviiiriing tiid
affections of the girl, who is about twenty
years of age. and well (educated. They
were married wilboiit the knowledge of
old ladj';
Immediately after tile wedding the Soti
pie started on the Pacific i*oad on a short
bridal tour to Recheport, Boono county; the
former p’aoo of residence <jf tho bride
groom. When Mrs. Holland heard and( the
marriage, her indignatioh itriew no bodfckfe;
She pursued the fugitives to Rochcpori tlnd
there meeting Madison; face to face piling-,'
ed a dagger intß his heart, killing him ors
spot. Such is the aCcoilnt that reaches urf
from authentic sources. Mrs. Holland wad
arrested on the chitigb of rtiurder ahd her
trial is set for August 3rd.
Singular if True. —The New York Wofricf
sayß :It now conceded that HUH-tfads
have an important influence on the mete
orology of tracts through which they pass;
The freedom of New England from the tbr*
riblc thUndei* showers formerly so freqlieh£
is attributed to the ptescr.ce of long lined
of rails in equalizing llic elebtribity gener •
ated in the atmosphere.
note that since the layirig of the rails of
the Pacific Railtoad copious falls of rain
have occuivd in tracts whete previously
rain was ad tinitsUal phehometibn;
If this theory be true, the lightbhihg ro»i
man has best sell out before all the pro*
jected roads id the South are built.
A HERO OF ELEVEN tflVdiicfcS:
On the 11th of April 1866, Samuel Leslie
was married at Wooster to a ybtirig lad j
twenty four-years of age, Samuel having"
reached tile mature age of fiftysseVfett. He
had possessed ten wives before this; Cacß
of whom had obtained divorces froth blm; v
She had kdcfwn him but from the dtb df
March to the 11th of April, but he had
money; and slib laid fill the blame on hid
former wives and gave him heryodhg and
virgin heart. She had lived with him bat
a short tiihe when she discovered that hd
was a common drhnkard, and he rohiibeiie
cd to display his affection for her by bift-r
ting her oVet tb« head with a shovel}
throwing boiling watci at her; driting her
out of doors at the dead of night, and other
such pet acts ad were hot very pleasant W
say the least. She applied for a divorce,*
but he pleaded so warmly and made ad
many promises that she withdrew her aps
plibatibn. This time the <Uit waa.pttthectw
ted, and on Saturday Judge Coybtongave
her the divorce and sl,2ofTalimotiir:. , Thi«
was the eleventh divorce, suit that bad been
brought against him.— AkroU (Ohio ) 7SaWa
Mark Twain declares that hb iaill not
lecture this year. He says he had figured
up his income and finds he has all the mons
ev be wants, and ‘don’t see the heceasitv
of crucifying himself before Ml uudiencu
eyfeiyr night.’
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