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m Weekly Democrat. •R-H.VY Editor a «*l Prop’r AUGUST 17. 1882. „ M SOF SLBSCRIM'tON. r -• '* ,u * JV .* . J,,i c with contract atlverti- .f cijtht lines are $15 per Local notices i B :lyauce. y ; RATES AND RULES. . inserte-1 at $2 per square 1'i"'"' . , nj.l -l for each subse- [Jr.: jn-trt. •* , ■ .j ? ht solid lines of this type. t erms i*»l te'i"' Kntbree''months are subject *‘ ie0t ^yprti-ers who desire their a<l- • changed, must give us two advertisements, unless other- ^-'ahivl in contract, will be changed obituary notices, tributes of , B 'l other kindred notices, charged r iJTcrtisenie n,s - , . m ,.„ts must take the run of thj . to not contract to keep theth U«rt J particular place. ^uncunents for candidates are $10, if ifcroae insertion- , r ,. ,j,j4- up ui the appearance o» the ® i ’»nd the money will be col- UU.„crl."l hy the proprietor 1 , ,11 aillicrc -trictly to the ..bover.tles, ,ii, depart from them under noctrcum- _ SlM-SSd I'll OFE SSI OS A L. W. M. HARRELL7 Ittorney At Law, Rmnuihuce. Georgia. ItVill be found at McGill's office. All entrusted to his care will receive Lnipt attention. Collections a specialty. IJune 1. 1882—6m. MEDICAL CARD, ir. M. J. Nicholson, ■»removed to Twilight,‘Millercoun- Ullice in J. 8. Clilton’s MEDICAL CARD. E. • J . Morgan H»« remove I his office to the drug store, merly occupied hy |)r, 1‘Iarrell. Rest- ice on West street, south of Shotwell. itr; palls at night will reach him. CHARLES C. BUSH, ttorney at Law COLQUITT, GA. Prompt attention given to all business en- Igtteii to me. DENTISTRY. C . C u r r y , D . D * S C»n be found daily at his office onoouth Free'. up stairs, in E. Johnson’s lilting, where he is ready to attend to the uts of the public at reasonable rates. dec-5-78 MCCii-L. m. o’nkal McGILL & O'NEAL, ttorneys at Law. BAINBkIDGE. GA. 'heir office will l>c found over the post of- 10. I. DONAl^OK, BYRON B. BOWEB. BOWER & DGNALSON, tiornsysand Counsellers at Law. Office in the court house. Will practice Decatur and adjoining counties, and where by special contract. a-26 7 OCTO R M. L. BATTLE, Dentist. Office over Hinds Store, West sine rt house. Hus fine dental engine, and ill have everything to make his office class. Terms cash. Office hours 9 m. to 4 p. ni. jan.lStf JEFF D TaTbERT^ . ttorney at Law, llaiubridge. Georgia. Rill practice in all the courts,and bttsi- intrusted to his care will be promptly "ended to. Office over store of M. E. nett A Son. feb.23,’82. The Bainbridge Democrat. BY BEX. E. RUSSELL. BAINBRIDGE, GA, THURSDAY, AUGUST 17, 1882. YOL. 11.—XO. 43. THAT BAD BOV AGAI.V DR. L. H. PEACOCK, spectfully tenders his professional serv- to the people of Bainbridge and viciui- Offiee over store of J. D. Harrell & Bro teidence on West end of Bronghtou ti'i't,where he can be found at night. April 6, 1881— Yellow Rust Proof Oats. 1 have at Bainbridge 1200 bushels of fine eliow rust proof seed oats tor sale, cleaned >y the best separator. Parties wishing to SBI the very best'seed may find it to their merest t 0 secure them Before all are sold. ’ B. ti. BO'VER. Bainbridge, Ga., Aug 10, 1882.—2m. Bainbridge Academy. The above institution will begiu on the *** Monday in August, the 28th. A full m i .able corps of teachers will be employ 'd »nd every endeavor made to give saiis- ~ c,ion - Patronage of citiiens of Bam- nnlge and the surrounding country soliciu- ™* Tuition as heretofore. Respectfully, JJ.6-S2, J. E Witherspoon. J* E3IOVAL, ,, This is to notify my friends, patrons and fepuMi" generally, that 1 have removed G Harness Store uext to F. L. Babbit’s on ath Broad street, where 1 hepe to receive Ji future, the congratulations and patron- •C* of my tnends. Thanking the public for ,, 81 :av ° rs - and hoping a continnance of * -uute, 1 am Yours Respectfully, . J ACOB BORN. Jan. 5. 1882. 3IACON For special instruction in bookkeeping, pantinship. business arithmetic, corres pondence, bill heading, telegraphy and ptnera! business routine. " McKAY, > - PRNICIPAL. Eur terms, information as to boarding Jj’ ! ‘PP'y to the principal- P. O. box ***> Macon, Georgia. “Ilcnrey.Old Your Pa’s Friend Wear a Press?” The bad boy’s mother was ont of town for a week, and when she came home she found everything topsy turvy. The beds were all massed up, and there was not a thing hung up anywhere. She called the bad boy and asked him wbat ir. the deuce bad been going on, and he made it pleasant for his pa about as follows ; ‘Well, ma, I know I will get killed, ljut I shall die like a man. When Pa met. you at the depot he looked too’ innocent for any kind of use, but he’s a hard citizen, and don’t you forget it (le hasn't been home a night till after eleven o’clock and he was tired every night, and he had somebody come home with him.’ ‘0 Heavens, Hennery,’ said the moth er with a sigh ‘are you sure about this ? T ‘Sure,’ says the bad boj^ ‘I was on to the whole racket. The first night they came home awful tickled, and I guess they drank some of your Sozodont, cause they seemed to foam at the mouth Pa wanted to put bis friend in the spare bed, but there were no sheets on it, and he went rummaging around in the drawers for sheets. He got out all the towels and table-cloths, and made up the bed with the table-cloths, the first night. 0, they raised thunder around the room. Pa took your night shirt, you know the one with the lace work all down the front, and put a piW low in it, and set it on a chair, then took a burned match marked eyes and nose on the pillow, and put your bon net on it, and then they had a war dance. Pa hurt the bald spot on his head by hitting it against the gas chandelier, and then he said dammit. They then throwed pillows at each other. Pa’s friend diJu’t have any night shirt, and pa gave his friend your’n, and the friend took that oi l hoop-skirt in the cl iset, the one pa always steps on when he goes in the closet after a towel, and put it on under the night shirt, and they walked w^utd arm in arm. 0, it made me tired to see a man pa’s age act so like a dura fool.’ ‘Hennery,’ says the mother, with a deep meaning in her voice, ‘t want to ask you one question. Did your pa’s friend wear a dress V ‘0, ves,’ said the bad boy coolly, not noticing the pale face of his ma, ‘the friend put on that old blue dress of yours, with the pistol pockets in front you know, and pinned a red table-cloth on for a train, and they dauced the can can.’ Just at this point pa came home to dinner, and the bad boy said, “Pa 1, was just telling ma what a nice time you had that first night she went away, with the pillows, and—” “Hennery !” says the old gentleman severely, “you are a confounded fool.” “Iziek,” said the wile more severely, “why did you bring a female home with you last night ? Have you got no - ” “Oh, ma,” says the bad boy, “It was not. a woman. 'It was young Mr. Brown, pa’s clerk in the store, you know,” “Oh !” said ma, with a smile and a sigh. “Hennery,” said the stern parent, “I want to see you there by the ccal bin for a minut? or two. You are the gaul durnde<t fool I ever see. W hat you want to learn the first th'ng you do is keep your mouth shut,” and then they went on with the frugal meal, while Hennery 6eemed to feel as though something was coming.—Peck's Sun. A Kew England Story. A friend told me a good story the other day. When in the co'untry last summer she picked a sunflower in the garden and brought it in the house. Meeting the landlady on the doorstep, she stopped to have a word with her, remarking, as she pointed to the sun flower.— “These are called jesthetic now, you know.” “Do tell,” replied the landlady ; “I never heard them called anything but sunflowers.” M f friend succeeded in concealing her laughter, and rushed off as soon as she could politely do so to tell ooe of the boarders, a lady of apparent culture frotoQhe city. She repeated the story, when to her astonishment, the lady said,— * . “Well, aren’t they sunflowers i 1 al ways call them that, too 1 ’ Getting Even With a Drum ; The mer. “Is this seat engaged ?” he asked of the prettiest girl in the car, and finding it wasn’t be put his sample—box in the rack and braced himself for solid en joyment. “Pleasant day,” said the girl, com ing for him before he could get his tongue unlinked. “Most bewildering day, isn’t it ?” ‘Yes, yes, miss,’ stammered the drum mer. He was in the habit of pitcher in this kind of a match, and the posi tion of catcher didn’t fit him as tight as his pantalooDS. ‘Nice weather for traveling,” con tinued the girl; “much nicer than when it was cold. Are you comfort- ab.e?” ‘Ob, yes, thanks,” murmered the drummer. “Glad of if,” resumed the girl cheep fully. “You don’t look so. Let me put my shawl under your head won’t you ? Hadn’t you rather sit next to the window, and have me describe the land scape to you ?” * “No, please,” he muttered ; “—I I’m doing, doing well enough.” “Can’t I buy you some penuts or a book ?” Let. me do something to make the trip happy ! Suppose I slip my arm around your waist! Just lean for ward a trifle so I can ?” “You’ll—you’ll have to excuse, me gasped the wretched drummer, “I—I don’t really think you mean it!” “You look so tired,” she pleaded; would you like to rest jour head on my shoulder? No one will notice. Just lay your head right down and I’ll tell you stories. ‘ No—no, thanks ! I won’t to-day ! L’m very comfortable, thank you !” and the poordiumincr looked around hope lessly. “Your scarf pin is coming out; let me fix it. There,” and she arranged it deftly; at the next station I’ll get jou a cup of tea, and when we arrive at our destination you’ll let me call on you ?” and she smiled an anxious pray er right up into his pallid countenance. “1 think I’ll go away and smoke,” said the drummer, and hauling down his grip-sack he made for the door, knee deep in the grins showered around him hy his fellow passengers. “Strange,” murmered the girl to the ladv in front of her. “I just did with him only what he was making ready to do with me, and big and strong as he is, he couldn’t stand it. I really think women "have stronger stomachs than men, and besides that, there isn’t any smoking car for them to fly to ffir refuge. I don’t understand this thing.” But she settled back contentedly all the same; and at a convention of drum- mers in the smoker that morning it was unanimously resolved that her seat was engaged, so far as they were concerned, for the balance of the season. If ■ Only Had Capital. “If I only had capital,” we heard a young man say, as he puffed away at a ten cent cigar, “I would do something.” “If I only had capital,” said another, as lie walked away from a dram shop where he had paid ten cents fov a driuk, “I would go into business.” The same remark might have been heard from the man loafing on the Etreet corner. Young man witn the cigar, you are smoking away your capital. You from the dram sjiop are drinking away yours and destroying your body at the same time, and you upon the street corner are Wasting yours in idle ness and forming bad habits. Dimes make dollars. Time is money. Don’t wait for a fortune to begin with. If you had $10,000 a year, and spent it you would be poor still. • Our men of power and iufluence did not start with fortunes. You too can make your mark if you will. But you must stop spending your money for what you don t need and squandering your time idleness. Queen of Ron mania's “Thoughts.’’ From selfishness men make severer laws for women than for themselves, without suspecting that by doing so they raise them above themselves. Often the viitue of a woman has to be very great since it has to suffice for two. Forgiveness is almost indifference; while love lasts forgiveness is impossi ble. Love is like a squirrel; at once en terprising and timid. The song of the nightingale and the howling of cats are two manners of ex pressing the same fee'ing; but they are not mutually intelligible. There is but one happiness—duty There is but one consolation—work. There is but one enjoyment—the beau tiful. Hope is fatigue ending in a decep tion* Happiness is like an echo. It an swers to your call, but it does not come. Is the calm you have gained a proof of acquired force or of growing weak ness ? A great misfortune gives grandeur au iusignificant being. Do not feel proud at having support ed your misfortune. How could you have supported it? Suffering is our most faithful friend. It is always returning. Often it has changed its dress and even its face ■ but we can easily recognize it by its cordial and intimate embrace. Suffering is a heavy plow driven by an iron hand. The harder and more rebellious the soil the more it is turned, and richer and softer the deeper it cuts into. In youth grief is a tempest which makes you ill; in old age it is only a cold wind which adds a wrinkle to your face and one more white loek to the others. There are people who feed them selves with their grief until they get fat on it. In great suffering you shut yourself up like an oyster. To open your heart by fi-rec would be to kill you. Melancholy, when it is not a physical languot, is a kind of convalescence dur tug which one thinks one’s self much more ill than during the sick ness. Every one of our actions is rewarded or punished, odIv we do not admit it. An excellent housewife is always iD a state of despair ; oDe would often like the house less perfectly kept and more peaceful. The kindness of youth is angelic; the kindness of old age is divine. There is no doubt that thinkers gov ern the world ; and it is quite as cer tain that the world governs potentates. Patience is not passive; on the con trary, it is active, it is concentrated strength. Fx'lishness places itself in the fore most rank to be observed; intelligence stands in the hindmast to observe.— St. James Gezette. Ita “Darn a fool,” says Harkins, who was vexed, to his wife. ‘So mote it Le,’ said Mrs. H., flourishing a darning needle, “whereabouts are you worn out? Hark ins said some people were too smart to live long, and was too awfully an*ry wbeQ his wife congratulated him on his prospects for a long life. Oh the tongue of these women ! “I like your new hat very much,” he said; “it’s‘chic.’there's a sort of‘abandon’—” “There isn't any sort of a band on it,” she said, pouting, “it’s a real ostrich feather.” Progress at the South- S’. T. Express It is reported that the cotton crop has not been in a more unfavorable condition on the 1st of July in any of the last ten years but 1873, although, Gorn, it is now rapidly improving. If the season remains favorable, the crop may greatly exceed anything which wonld have been predicat ed during the great Southern floods of last spring but it is not likely to be more than 5.000.000 bales, and it may be much less. Yet the South has the promise of a prosp erous year. The planters have at last dis covered that it is best to cultivate other crops titan cotton. The old State of Georgia is said to have far more growing corn in her fields than was ever seen there before, and most other Southern States have a greater variety of crops than usnal. Mr. Edward ltkinson expresses the opin ion that the change is chiefly the result of the dissemination of new ideas nt the At lanta cotton exposition. He thinks that put influences iu operation which have opened a Dew era of enterprise for the South. It will be universally gratifying to have confirmations of his opinion from time to time. When the spirit of enter prise takes possesssion of the South there will be a period of rapid growth there such as has hardly been surpassed in the West itseif. Sir Garnet Wolaeley- Description of His Meeting with Lee and Jackson, and His Opinion of the Southern Chiefs. In iSfeptembey, 1862, having some leisare from his duties in Canada, Col. Wolseley took a notion to visit the Confederacy, and note the progress of the war from that side, and make the acquaintance of the Southern Generals ot note. He had only six weeks' time, however, but made the most of it. He was received witH open arms by the Southern leaders, and the various officials aDd Generals of the Confederate array whom he met. He visited Gen. Lee’s headquarters, then near Winchester. Of the great Soathern Captain General Wolseley says: “He is a strongly built man, about 5 feet 11 in hight, and appa rently not more than 50 years of age. His hair and beard are nearly white, but his dark brown eyes still shine with all the brightness of youth, and beam with a most pleasant expression. Indeed, his whole face is kindly and benevolent in a high degree. * * * We sat with him fora long time in his tent conversing on a variety of topics, the state of public affairs being, of course, the leading one. You have only to be in his society for a very brief period to be convinced That whatever he says may be implicitly relied upon, and that he is quite incapable of departing from the truth under any circumstances.” He was especially struck with the absence of “the pomp and circumstances of war” at Gen. Lee’s headquarters, which consisted of a fence corner tent, with no sentries on guard, and no aides loitering about. On leaving Gen. Lee, the Colonel paid a visit to Stonewall Jac: son, who was at Bunker’s Hill, six miles nearer Alartiosburg. Of him, Woleslev says: "Dressed in his gray uniform, he looks the hero that he is; and his thin,compressed lips and calm glance-1 WIT AA V 1U.1IUR, A country blacksmith out West put up a notice, “No horses shodded on Sunday except sickness and death.” The daintiest and most spiritulle lady at a tea party will sit on the hind leg of her chair and eat pickles when at home. The average number of persons in Amer ican families is estimated at five and one- fonrth. ’ t he man of the house is the one- fonrth. The initials “D. C.” after Washington, my son, mean “Da Capo,” a musical phrase indicating that when anything is in danger of being accomplished there, it is to be done all over again. “My Charley is growing a perfect love of a moustache,” said one school-girl to another; “lean see it real plain.” “So you ought dear; it is frequently right un der your nose.” An advertisement appears in a Western paper, which reads as follows : “Ituu away —a hired man named John his nose turn ed up five feet eight inches high and had on a pair of corduroy pants ranch worn. A young man searching for his father’s pig accosted an irishman as follows: “Have you seen a stray pig about here?” To which Pat replied : Faith and how coaid I tell a stray pig from any other ?" A French judge asked a murderer what excuse he could possibly offer for his crime. “Why, judge,” said the fellow, “I often hetftd the man say he wanted to die suddenly.” The iollowing notice appears in a Cay uga paper :—“Wanted—A gentleman de sires to find a partner with capital to as sist in the purchase of beef-steak. One who owns n frying-pan and a piece of pork preferred.” , Mrs. Jones was reading in a paper the other day about a widow that got $60,000 which meets yours unflinchingly, gave evi- i from the railroad that killed her husband deuce of that firmness and decision of char-' 1 ’ n an accident. Jones couldu t imagine “What is the key to the great mystery of death ?” solemi Iv inquired the orator, pausing imprestvely. And a matt in the front seat, who had been cooghing all the evening, huskily replied, that he reckoned it must be a skeleton key.” acter for which he is so famous. . * * * Altogether, as one of bis soldiers said to me when speaking of him* ’he is a glorious fellow,’and, after I left him, I felt that I had at last solved a mystery, and discover ed why it was that he had accomplished such almost miraculous feats. With such a leader men would go anywhere, and lace any amount of difficulties.” W Gen. And Mrs. Toombs- (Atlanta Herald) I met General Robert Toombs a few days since in the arcade of the Kimball. He was sitting alone on one of the settees, chewing the end of an unlighted cigar. When I spoke to him he looked fixedly at me to make out my features. His eye sight has grown very poor. Indeed, the sight of one of his eyes is nearly destroyed, while the other has weakened from sympathy with its mate. They have lost their glint and bravery and, like the purposes of his life, range iu a constantly shrinking circle round about him. His form is wasted of late by suffering and confinement, and his mien has softened from its wonted ruggednes9 and grandeur and is resuming the refinement that has ever been in the outward investiture of that chivalry ot his soul, and made him once the handsomest and grandest representative of Southern manhood and statesmanship. He spoke feelingly of the condition of his wife, that white-sonled and courageous woman, who has, in all the contests and vicissitudes of his eareeer, been his faith ful companion, monitress and helpmeet. “She i3 in very feeble health,” said he. “but she suffers no pain. While her mind is not in its normal balance, it is placid and cheerful. She loves to have her friends about her. her old time companions, and enjoys herself like a young child Being at 6ucb perfect rest of mind and body, she does not realize her real condit ion. and it is well for her.” The General spoke vivaciously about public affairs and appeared to be as royally rich in canstic epigrams as of old. He will spend the summer in his mountain home at Clarkville. It is the prayer of all his friends that his life may be many seasons prolonged and all bis paths be those of peace and happiness. Considerable speculation is being indulg ed in over the delay of the Porte to pro claim Arabi a rc bel. It is shrewdly sus pected that the Sultan feels unwilling to make up his mind on the subject. If, when Turkish troops arrive in Egypt it shall be found that *beir alliance with the forces of the pugnacious Bey will be likely to inflict defeat on the British, then possibly the Sultan mrv decide that Arabi is Dot a traitor, but that he represents the national sentiment and is a righteous patriot. If on the other hand, it is ascertained that the rebel and Turkish forces combined would only meet wilh disastrous defate were they to attack England, then, per haps, the Porte may conclude that Arabi is wholly in the wrong and order him to disperse. The Turk is a mighty conning specimen of the genus homo. what made her look at him so hard after she finished reading it. A small stream in this country, re marks the Norristown Herald, which some years ago was alive with tadpoles and mud.turtles, has been permitted to dry up, just because our member of Congress re fuses to ask an appropriation of $150,000 to improve it. If the two mosquitoes in the ark had become impatient and blood thirsty, and lit on Nouh’s nose fifteen times a minute, the probabilities are that about the second night out he would have jumped out of bed, lit the gas, got a towel and frescoed the ceiling with their gore. P. S.—We wish be had. “Don’t you have any s?hools here?” “Had a kind of school here last chowder season, but. the teacher wa3 too willing." “How so?” “Oh, some of the blue fishers asked him if he taught that the world was round or square, and be said seein’ as he was outen a job he’d teach her round or square—just as the School Board wanted it teached. Said it was immaterial.” Mrs. Brown—“Dear me. Mrs. Jones, are all those tall young ladies really yours?” I had no idea you had daughters grown up.” Mrs. Jones (who still possesses considera ble personal attraction)—“Oh, yes! 1 was married at 15, you know! And is that young gentleman really your son ?” Mrs. Brown (vho is also possessed of ditto, ditto, ditto)—“Yea—a—I was married at 12.” Mr. Skillet read in a rash houscnold journal that a man should treat his servant girl as he would his daughter. Mr. Skil let had been in the habit of taking his daughte in his lap and kissing her, and as his servant was sweet eighteen and pretty, he undertook to treat her the same way, but his wife objected so violently that the lump on the left side of Skillet’s bead has net yet subsided. A Council Bluffs little boy swore a swear and his mamma washed his mouth with soda water. Again, on the following day, the youngster swore again. Ins mother heard it and he knew it; so he ran to the kitchen, made some soap-suds and drank them. The doctor arrived in time to save him and now, his mother being afraid to wash his mouth again, the little coss swears like a pirate. “Do I believe in woman's influence? “Well, you see that youDg fellow trund ling a baby carnage along the street with a look of angelic resignation on his face an inch and a half thick ; I knew that fellow when he would swell around the Tivoli as big as a circus advance agent, and order beer all around for the crowd. He don't do it any more.” According to the Burlington Hawkeye, a Missouri paper wants to know “who can endure being hawked fit with the black beak of envy?” No one, sir.” JVo man can tauielv submit to such a thing. And if ever any man hawkR at us with the black beak of envy, well bite him with a dog. if the livid talon3 of retribution smite ns with a bolt of vengence from the drip- pifg jaws of the cloud pf hate the next minute.' Leaning Farming. It is generally understood to be a me chanic 4 man most serve an apprentice ship at the trade. The mechanical, principles, as well as the application of them, must be learned. If mercantile pursuits are to be engdged .in, a course of education in a commercial and busi ness college i3 essential; and then the practical details of the business must be learned under the eye of%ie ex perienced in the business. No man expects to enter on a successful career in any of these without years of study and preparation. And none would think of employing any one profession ally who had not qualified himself for his calling by this course of thorough preparation. This being the cause in regard to the other callings in life, it would seem but reasonable that the farmer, who for the highest success in his vocation • requires a more general and varied knowledge than is necessary^ for any other business should seek fo^£ that previous training which alone can qualify bim'for such success. But such is not usually the case. It seems to be the prevailing opinion among men —and especially among farmers— that anybody can farm, whether he has had any previous knowledge of tho business or preparation for it, or not. There is, happily, a change in the pub lic mind on this subject; and the time is doubtless near when a man will m} more think of engaging in agricultural pursuits without au agricultural educa tion than he would now engage in pro fessional life without a suitable educa tion. The young man who intends to engage in farming should serve a thor ough apprenticeship under the eye of a first-class practical farmer. Anecdote of Schiller. Au anecdote of Sehiller, the german poet illustrates the fearlessness which marked him when a small boy. . Black clouds, one day, announced an approaching thunder storm. Flashes of lightning began to dart through the atmosphere. Inquiry was made for the boy, but he was nowhere to'be found. Tho tempest, meanwhile, came nearer and nearer ; the thunder rolled awfully,, and lightning burst from the bosom of the murky clounds. The whole family was employed iu seeking him. He was. at length found, just at the moment of decending from the top of a very tall lime tree near the bouse. The father called out,— “Why, my sod, where have you been 7” “I only wanted to see,” replied the fearless boy, “where all that fire came from.” A Typographical Error, He bludhed to the tips of his ears as he stepped np to the society editor’s table. “Good morning. What iB it, sir?” was the affable greeting. “Y r ou made a little mistake in your an- nonncemenl yesterday, sir.” “Very likely. It is almost impossible not to make mistakes sometimes. Wbat was it? “You said me and Lizzie Pipk’ns were bothered, when we are not bothered at all..' We are betrothed, sir Quite a difference.” •‘Ah, I presume you see the difference now more than yon will in the future.’ However, I will smooth the matter out.’ Good morning sir.” How a Woman would Ran tlie World. If I was managing this world I’d do it" on the plan of nothing for nothing, and no' trust; I'd give do man a dollar until be had earned it, and for those who would’ not work I’d hare a pb house, where they would be taught indus-' try with a good whipping aDd pay them for their work when it was done. I would' make all felons work and pay them, and those who could not be taught to be de cent members of society I’d put in a bag; with a big stone, take them out on the ocean and drop them overboard.' I’d assume, that the “meek should inherit the earth,” and clear all thieves and murderers, all dangerous classes out of the way —Mrs.' Jane Gray Swisshelm. The YVaterbnry (Conn.) American is- shocked beyond measure at the passage of the river and harbor bill over the Presi-' dent’s veto, and declares that Congress itf doing so has set the seal to its own shame lessness. and deliberately defies the indig nant . public opinion of the country. It’ says: “Probably it would be hard to find, in the history of Congress an equally unbloshing instance of the consummation of schemes of corrupt log-rolling in the face of a complete exposition of their bare faced character to the view of their fellow citizens. Since the time when Tweed put bis' historic question, “What are you going to do about it?” no “statesmen” have possessed cheek equal to that of the mem-; bers of the present Congress. They reriff to the American people the truth Wf the, temperately expressed sentence in the’ President’s able veto message. Thus as the bill becomes more objectionable it secures more support.’ ” Post-Appeal: The next Georgia cook book should give a recipe for fixing up a dish of erow. How would this do? Take a youDg bird say hatched out about March if the dish is to be served iD July, slice some Bacon in Small pieces, place a Post-’ Appeal pattern skillet, fry over a fire made of Jemison weed aDd serve with sdoff# L'mar. r \ ■