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LUCIUS C. BRYAN, Editor & Proprietor.
VOL. V.
(T'jjc ,§outljcru (Enterprise
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Thomasville, Georgia.
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Tlie Secret of Success.
IIY JOHN c:. SAXE.
“ (lood luck is all?” the ancient proverb
preaches, ‘ .
Put the’ it looks so very grave and wise,
Trust not the lazy lesson that it teaches,
For, as it stands, the musty maxim lies!
.Thai luck is something, were a.truer story —
And mi life’s mingled game of skill and
bluck,
The Cards that, win the stakes of wealth or ,
glory
Arc Genius. Patience, Perseverance,
Pluck!
To borrow still another illustration,
A trifle more specific and precise
Small chance has luck to guide the onera
t ion,
Where cunning Wit.has loaded .nil the
dice !
The real secret of the certain winner,
Against the plottings of malicious Fate,
Learn from [lie story of a gaming sinner,
Whose frank confession l will here relate.
•f In this business, as in any other,
.By which a chap an honest living earns,
You don’t get, all the science from your
mother.
Put as you fuller it, you lives and learns.
And 1, from being much behind the cur
tain,
And getting often very badly stuck,
Finds out. at, last there’s nothing so,uncer
tain.
As trusting cards and everything to luck!
So-now, you which nat rally enhances
The faith in foriuue that L used to feel —
T takes good care to regulate the chances,
And always has a finger in the deal!”
[From the Louisville Journal.]
ISHI Arp Addresses Artemws
Ward.
Home, Ga., Sept. 1, 1865.
Mu. Autkmus Ward, Showman —
Stir: The reesun I write to you in
pert icier, are bekaus you are about the
only man l know in all “ God’s coun
try” so called. For sum several weeks
1 hav been wantin tu say sumthin.—
For sum several years we robs, so.call
ed, but now late oTsaid county deceas
ed, have been tryin mity hard to do
sumthin. We didn’t quite do it, and
now its very painful, 1 assure you, to
dry up all of a sudden and make out
like we wasn’t thar.
My lrend, I want to say sumthin.—
I suppose there is no law again think
in, but thinkin dont help me It dont
let down my themometer. I must exs
myself generally so as to fell bet
ter. You see I’m tryin to harmonize.
I’m indeavoring to subjugate myself
to the level of surroundin circumstan
ces, so-called. But I can’t do it until
{um allowed to say sumthin. I want
THOMASVILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 27, 1865.
to quarrel with sombody and then
make Trends. I aint no giant killer.
I aiut no Norwegian bar. C aint no
boaraconstrikter, but I’ll be hornswag
gled if the to 1 kin and the writin and
the slanderin has got to be all done
on one side any longer. Sum of your
folks has got to dry up or turn our
folks loose. It’s a blamed outrage, so
called. Aint your editors got nothin
else to do but to peck at us, and squib
at us, and crow over us ? Is every
man what kan write a paragraf to con
sider us as bars in a cagey and be al
ways a jobbin at us to hear us growl !
Now you see, my trend, that’s what’s
disharmonious, and do you just tell
cm, one and all, e pluribus unum, so
called, that if they dont stop it at once
<r turn us loose to say what we please,
why wo rebs, sc-called, have unani
mously and jointly and severally
solved to —to —to —think very hard of
it —if not harder.
Thats the way to talk it. I aint
agwine to commit myself.. I know
when to put on the brakes. I aint
agwine to say all I think like Mr.
Ethridge, or Air. Adderrig, so called.
Nary time. No, sir. But 111 just
tell you, Artcmus,- and you may toll it
to your show : If we aint allowd to
express our sentiments, we can take
it out in hatin ; and hatin runs heavy
in my family,sure. I hated a in an
once so bad that all the hair cum off
my head, and the man drownd himself
in a hog-waller that night. . I kould
do it agin, but you see I’m tryin to
harmonize, to acquiesce, to bekum
kalm and screen.
Now [ suppose that, poet-ikaMy
speakin, .
“ In Dixie’? fall
We sinned all.” . •
But tnlkin the way 1 see it, a big fel
ler and a little feller, so-called, got itii
to a site, r.n.d thev fout and- font and.
lout a long time, and everybody
round keep hollcrin hands off, but
Jeep li el pin the big feller, until finally
the l;ttle feller caved in and hollered
enuf. He madp a bully fire I tell you,
Selah. AVel], what did the big Teller
do ? take him by the hand and help
him up, and brush the dirt off his
clothes ? Narv time ! No, sur !
But he kicked him after he was down,
and tlirowd mud on him, and drug
him about and rubbed sand in his
eyes, and now he’s gwine about hunt*
mup liis poor little property- Wants
to confiscate it, so-called. Blame my
jacket if it aint emit to make your
head swim.
Put I’m a good Ujiion man —so-
called. 1 aint agwine to site no more.
1 shan't vote for the next war. Taint
no gurrilla. I’ve done tuk .the oath,
and I’m gwine to keep it, but as for
uxy being subjugated, and humilyatcd
and amalgamated, and enervated, as
Mr. Chase says, it aint so —nary time
1 aint ashamed of nuthin neither —
aint repentin —aint axin for no onei
horse, short-winded pardon. Nobody
needn’t be playin priest around me.
I aint got no twenty thousand dollars.
Wish 1 had ; I’d , give to these poor
widers and’ orfius. I’d fatten my own
numerous and intercstm offspring in
about two min its and a half. They
shouldcnt eat roots and drink branch
water no longer. Poor, unfortunate
things! to cum into this subloonary
world at sich a time. Theres four or
five of ’em that never saw a sirkus nor
a monkey show—never had a pocket
knife, nor a piece of cheese, nor a ree
j sin. There is Bull Bun Arp, and
I Harper’s Ferry Arp, aud Chikahomi
ny Arp that never seed the pikters in
a spellin bock. I tell you, my frend,
we are the poorest people on the face
of the earth —but we are poor and
proud. We made a bully site, Selah 1
: and tlie whole Amerikin nation ought
to feel proud of it. It shows what
Amerikins can do when they think
they are imposed on —“so-called.”—
Didn’t our four fathers fite,bleed aud
die about a little lax on tea, when not
v .one in a thousand drunk it ? Bekaus
they sukseeded wasent it glory ? But
if they hadent I suppose it would have
been treason, and they would have
been bowin and scrapin round King
George for pardon. So it goes, A Re
mus, and to my mind, if the whole
thing was stewed down,'it would make
about a half pint of pihnbtrg. We
had good men, great men, Christian
men, who thought we Was right, and
many of’em have gone to the uiidis
kovered country, and have got a par
don as is & pardon. W hen I die. I’m
mity willin to risk myself under the
shadow of their wings, whether the
climate be hot or cold. So mote ic be.
So hi ll !
Well, maybe I’ve said enuf. But I
don’t feel easy yit. I’m a good Union
man, sertin and sure. I’ve had my
breeches died blue, and Ive bet a j
bucket, and I very often feel blue,
and about twice in awhile i go to the
doggery and git blue, and then L look
up.at the l ine scrulcan licavens ana
sing the melankolly korus ul* the Blue
tailed Fly. I’m Join my* durndest to
harmonize, and ihiiA I could -ucscecl
if it wasent for sum things. When 1
see a black-guard goin round the strete
with a gun on his shoulder, why, right
then, for a few minutes, I luite the
whole Yanky nation. Jerusalem, how
my blood biles. The institution what
was handed down to*Tis by the heaven
ly kingdom of Massachusetts now put
over us with powder arid ball. liar
ir.onize the devil ! Aint we human
beings ? Aint we got eves and.cars
and feclin and thinkin ? Why the
whole of Afriky has come to town.
Wi'inen and children ami babies and
babboons and all. A man can tell
how fur it is to the city by the smell
better than the mile post. They wont
work for us, and they wont work for
themselves, and they'll perish to doth
this winter as shore as the devil is a
hog. so-called. They are now bask hi
in the summer’s sun, Ilyin on roast in
cars and. freedom, with nary idee that
the winter will cum again, or that cas
ter oil and salts costs money. Sum of
’em, a hundred years old, are wliinin
around about goin to kawlidge. The
;ruth is, my frend, sumbody’s badly
fooled about this bizness. Sumbody
hasdrawd the ele'fnnt in the lottery,
and don’t know 7 what to doAvbith him.’
He’s jest throwiu his snout about loose,
and by-andiby heT hurt sumbody. —
These niggers will have; to go back to
the plantations and work. I aint ago c
in to support nary one of’em, and
when you hear anybody say so, you
tell ‘em “its a lie,” so-called. 1 golly
I aint got nothin to support myself on.
We fout ourselves out of everything
excepiin children and land, and I sup
pose the land arc to be turned over to
the niggers for grave yards.
Weil, my frend, I don’t want much.
I ain’t ambitious, as I used to was. Jt —
You all have got your shows and mon-.
‘keys and sirkusses and brass bands
orgins, and can play on the petrolyuin
and the harp of a thousand strings,
and so on, but I've only got one favor
to ax of you. I want enuf powder to
kill a big jailer stump-fail dog that
prowls round my,premises at night. —
Pon honor, I wont shoot at anything
blue or black or mullater. Will you
send it? Are you and your soaks so
skeered of me aud my soaks, that you
wont let us have any amynishun ? Are
the squirrels and crows and black ra
koons to eat up our poor little corn
patches ? Are the wild turkeys to
gobble all around us with impunity?
If a mad dog takes the ludeiffoby is
the whole community to run itself to
death to get out of the way ? I golly !
It looks’ like your p.epul had all took
the rebelfoby for good, and was never
gw T ine to git over it. See here, my
frend, you must send me a little pow
der and a ticket to your show 7 , and we
will harmonize sertin.
With these few remarks I think I
feel better, and hope I haint made no
body fitin mad, for I’m not on that line
at this time. lam truly your friend —
all present or accounted for,
BILL ARP, so-called.
P. S. Old man Harris wanted to
buy my fiddle the other day with Con
fedrik money. He sod it would be
good again. He says .that Jim Emm
derbuk told him, that Warren’s Jack
seed a man who had just come from
Virginny, and he set! a man told his
cousin Mandy that Lee had whiped
’em agin. Old Harris says that a fel
ler by the name of Mack 0. Million is
coming over with a million of men.
But nevertheless, notwith standin,
somehow 7 or somchow'dso, I'm dubus
about the money. If \cu was me,
Avtcmus, would you make the fiddle
trade ? B. A.
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CsirSotos IborJ Otina.
In the imperial palace at Peking
is deposited the celebrated burning
glass, which was presented in the
British King's name, by Lord Ma.
cartuey, to the Emperor of China. —
This glass, with the other presents
frotn the King of Great Britain to the
monarch of the celestial empire, was
exhibited at the palace of Peking, and
- glass was believed to be a tailsman
which the English monarch had sent
to enable him to take possession of
China.
In vain were the emperor, mandai
rins, and astronomers assured that this
glass possessed no magical powers, and
in vain were its peculiar properties
explained to them—they neither could
nor would comprehend what was said,
slid the unfortunate burning-glass,
which had cost eight, hundred pounds
. v - a
sterling, was ordered to be destroyed.
“The talisman of the red-bustled
barbarians was to be shivered into
ten thousand millions atoms, no one
piece longer than a grain of rice was
to be left, entire.” Every effort was
made to break the burning glass, but
the toil of the would be destroyers
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was futile ; aud inspite of the innum
erable blows which were inflicted
with heavy hammers, the magic glass
remained in statu quo —positively re
fusing to be demolished ! All was
consternation in the imperial palace;
the most learned astronomers and
profound sages declared that, alter
mature deliberation, they did not know
what to do, but were doubly convinc
ed that none save.a talisman could
have borne the heavy blows of the
heavy iron hammers; for what but a
magic glass otuild have resisted the
severe flagellation that had been in
flicted upon is surface, and remained
entire? Such was the confusion t of
tHe Chinese sages, whe intimated to
the Emperor that, as the talisman
would not be broken, it might per
chance consent to be buried. The
question then arose when the talis
man was to be buried, and, after a
lengthy consultation it w 7 as resolved
to bury the talisman in the grounds
which are attached to the palace, as
the eunuchs would then be answerable
for its safe keeping. To the amaze
ment of the Emperor of China, man
darins, Astronomers and sages, the talis
man was not contumacious, and did
not refuse to be interred with all due
honors. Consequently, the finest and
most powerful burning-glass that ever
was constructed, is at Peking, in the
possession of Yih-chu, the Emperor
of the celestial empire ; but as it se
renely reposes in the bosom of moth,
cr earth, we fear that it is lost to
earth’s sons forever, unless, by some
lucky chance, the imperial mind can
be illuminated, and made to compre
hend that burning glasses are not
tailsmans.
They have a man in Mississippi so
lean that he makes no shadow at all.
A rattlesnake struck at his leg six
times in vain, and retired in disgust.
He makes all hungry who look at him ;
aud when children meet in the street,
they run home crying for bread.
He who swears, informs us that his
bare word is not to be credited.
TERMS $4,00 A Year, in Advance.
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Dlarvinge in France.
Marriages, it is true, arc seldom, 1 it’
ever, made for love in any.class. ‘ In-,
deed, it is considered improper, almost,
immodest, for girls to feel a decided
preference for this person or tliat, and
anything like flirtation between res*
pectablo young persons, of either sex .
is almost unknown. Occasionally a,
little liberty may be allowed by very
near relatives, but even this is nar
rowly watched by elders. On the
other hand, almost every marriageable
girl in France has a “ dot/’ according
to her station in life. Her parents
pincli themselves to any extent, most
.amiable, to be able toiuakc this .need*
ful provision both for their sons and
daughters, but the daughters are eon-.’
sidered to have the first need, as they
arc commonly married at 18, and the
sons only at 30 There is no intrigu*
ing, no laying snares lor young men,
little underhand work of any kind.—
The girl is known to have a certain
marriage portion, and to be sure of in
heriting by and by such and such a
sum. All brothers and sisters, share
alike, the girl is socially as important
as the boy ; and'owing to the greater
force of character, or strength or will,
of the Frenchwoman, “La Franeaisc
est une personage,” says Michelet, the
girl is commonly more important. —
Even nurses in . France admire and
value girls more highly than boys jt
and,the highest term of endearment
they--apply to the latter is to call them
u Ma filie ” (my daughter). Under
such circumstances the father and
n other make no mystery of their loss
es and expectations. Why should
they? The French are peculiarly
aboveboard in most of , their dealings,
to our mind sometimes rudely so; in
fact, the precise contrary of the Eng
lish popular notion about the French
will be generally found to hit the
mark.* The father and mother tell
their intimate friends that tkey wish
for a son-in.law of such an age, and
with such and such means and expec>
tations Os course, he ought to have
about the same fortune as the lady,
possibly a little less or more. Ilis.
family connexions may make up for a
small deficiency. Sometimes all is
settled, almost before the young peo*
pic see one another, and there is no
choice exercised at all. There is nev
er any knowledge of character, or any
attempt to compare tastes and notions.
It has become customary, however, tor
the young mail to pay a visit of cere*
mony, without any declared intention,,
in order that the intended couple may
see one another, and even converse a
little, before the final conclusion is ar
rived at. But the truth is that there
is a gulf between the ways of thinks
ing of French men and French wo*
•men, as Michelet tells us, and espc*
eially between French men and French
girls. The former are almost all AoL
tarians; the latier rather bigoted B§*
man Catholics. Each has a distinct
tive code of morals and opinions which
goes a long way towards forming char*
acter. The man a fait den fulies for a
certain number of years ; the girl is
fresh from school or convent. There
can be little community of thought be*
tween them ; and if they are to live
together in peace perhaps it is as well
they should not know’ too much of
each other. —Fortnightly Review.
“ You have a pupil under the lash/’
as the man said when he looked into a
pedagogue's eye.
Never dispise trifles. The want of
a pin has sometimes caused agonies of
shame. *
Why is a hangman's trade like a
etable ? Because it is the art o'-choke.
Mystery is useful only for the pur
pose of concealing ignorance.
Wheu does a man degrade himself
to the-position of a bad chimney ?
When lie smokes. *
NO. 13.