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LUCIUS C. BRYAN, Editor & Proprietor. VOL. V. (T'jjc ,§outljcru (Enterprise .4• ♦ Thomasville, Georgia. —— ► ■ \VKtt,\KMDAV, KEPT. -7, IM>3. si lisri: I ITION TERMS. o The “Southern Enterprise” ispublisli •ed weekly at Four Dollars per annum, •trictly xx advance. * o ADVERTISING TERMS. t Advertisements will be inserted ft>r one - dollar per square of twelve linos or less for each insertion. From this rate a dis j count of twenty-five percent will be made lor advertisements inserted for three months or under six months, and fifty per cent for twelve months or more. All ad vertisements sent to the otlice must be marked with the number of insertions de sired or tike period to be published, and in ovry instance accompanied with the amount required for payment. Marriages and deaths will hereafter be charged for as ad vestisements. Special or editorial notices will be published and charged at double the above rates. Payment for subscriptions must be made in current funds. Remittances may bo made by Express at our risk All • others must be at the rist of those making -the same. Subscribers names will bedroped from the list, at the end of the term for which the subscription has been paid, un iless renewed. All communications should •■he addressed to I’roprietor Southern Tntcr j>rsc, Thomasville (7e.orgid. 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. —O• ♦ ► 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 * v 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. 4 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.