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SOUTHERN BANNER; MARCH 5, 1878. OH ! DEABEBT. Oh! dearest, on those noli red lips, Permit me to impress The love, 1 eannot epealc with mine— Too boundless to express. r Eager would 1 the nectar tip, That- rests upon their blooiu; Like dew upon the rose nt morn. Biffusing sweet perfume. Oh ! Darling, let they little band, So dimpled, pure and sweet; Lie pressed against my heaving breast, And feel my wild heart beat. 1 A feeling which can never die," Throbs in that bounding pulse A love uuselflsh, pure, and high, Cans’t thou that love repula* t Oh! love, lot those expressive eyes, So mystic in their beaming; Beam on mo, with the tender dyes Of love, and kindness teeming. Oh 1 sweet, my love’s too pure and deep To ever fade away; ’Twill still burn brightly, when the sun Has ceased to bring the day. Then lady let me have thy heart, My heart is bound to thine; My constancy shall ierge a link, And bind thy heart to mine. Fdwabd Eogbns. The One-Eyed Servant. Do you see those pretty cottages on opposites sides of the common ? How bright their windows are, and how prettily the vines trail over them. A year ago, one ot them was the diitiest and most forlorn-looking place you can imagine, and its mistress was the most untidy woman. She was once sitting at her cottage door, with her arms folded, as if she were in deep thought, though, to look at her face, one would not have sup posed she was doing more than idly watching the swallows as they floated about in the hot, clear air. Her gown was torn and shabby, her shoes down at the heels; the little curtain in her casement, which had once been fresh and white, had a great rent in it, and altogether she looked poor and for lorn. She sat some time, gazing across the common, when all on a sudden she heard a little noise, like stiching, near the ground ' She looked down and sitting on the bolder, under a wall flower, she saw the funniest little man possible with a blue coat, a yellow waistcoat and red boot?; he had got a 'small shoe on his lap, and he was tho little man; A very fine day. Why may you be looking so earnestly across the common ?” “ I was looking at my neighbor’s cottage,’’ said the young woman. “What, Tom the gardener’s wife ? Little Polly, she used to be called; and a very pretty cottage it is, too! Looks thriving, doesn’t it ?’’ • “She was always lucky,’’ said Bella (for that was the young wife’s name); “ and her husband is always good to her.” “ They were both good husbands at first,” interrupted the little cobbler, without stopping his work. «Reach me my awl, Mistress, will you, for you seem to have nothing to do ; it lies close by your foot.” “ Well. I can’t say but they were both very good husbands at first,’’ replied Bella, reaching him the awl, with a sigh ; “ but mine has changed ’or the worse, and hers for the better; md then look how she thrives. Only o think of our both being married on he same day; and now I’ve nothing ind she has two pigs, and a ” “ And a lot of flax,” interrupted ;he cobbler, “ that she spun in the winter. And a Sunday gown, as good jreen stuff as ever was seen, and to ray knowledge a handsome silk hand kerchief for an apron; and a red waistcoat for her good man, with three rows of blue glass buttons, and a litch of bacon in the chimney, and a rope of onions.” “O, she’s a lucky woman!” ex claimed Bella. “ Ay, and a tea tray, with a ‘ Dan iel in the lion’s den ’ upon it,” contin ued the cobbler; “ and a fat baby in the cradle.’’ “0, I’m sure I don’t envy her for that last,’’ said Bella, pettishly. “ I’ve little enough for myself and my hus band, letting alone children.” “ Why, Mistress, isn’t your husband in work ?” asked the cobbler. “No, lie’s at the ale-house.” “ Why, how’s that ? He used to be very sober. Can’t lie get work “His last master wouldn’t keep him because he was so .shabby.” “Humph,” said the little man, * he’s a groom, is he not? Well, as I was saying, your neighbor opposite thrives, but no wonder! Well, I’ve nothing to do wHh other peoples’ se crets, but I coulu tell you, only I’m busy and|must go.” “ Could tell me what cried the young Wife. “ O, good cobbler, don’t go, for I’ve nothing to do; pray tell me why it’s no wonder gshe should thrive.” “ Well,’’ said he, “ it’s no business of mine, you know, but as I said be fore, it’s no wonder people thrive who have a servant—a ‘ hard working one, too—who is always helping them.” “A servant 1” repeated Bella; “ my neighbor has a servant! no wonder then everything looks so neat about her; but I never saw this servant I think you must be mistaken ; besides, how could she afford to pay her wa ges?” “ She has a servant, I say,” repeated the cobbler; “ a one-eyed servant— but she pays her no wages, to my certain knowledge. Well, good morn ing, Mistrecs. I must go.’’ “ Do stop one minute,’’ cried Bella, urgently, “ where did she get this servant ?” “ O, I don’t know.’’ said the cob bler, “ servants are plentiful enough, and Polly uses her’s well, I can tell you.” “ And what does she do for her ?” “Do for her! Why, all sorts of things—I think she’s the cause of her prosperity. To ray knowledge, she never refuses to do anything—keeps Tom’s and Polly’s clothes in beautiful order, and the baby’s.” “ Dear me 1” said Bella, in an en vious tone, and holding out both her hands, “ well, she is a lucky woman, and I always said so. She takes good care I shall never see her servant. What sort ot a servant is she ? And how came she to have only one eye ?” “ It runs in the family,” replied the cobbler, stitching busily ; “ they are all so—one eye apiece; yet they make a very good use of it, and Pol ly’s servant has four cousins who are blind, stone blind; no eye at all ; and they come eoi^eti^aes Al hdp her. seen -mem in the wtagrfm; and that's how Polly gets a good deal of her money. They work for her, and she takes what they make to market, and buys all those handsome things.” “Only think,’’ said Bella almost ready to cry. with vexation, “ and I’ve not got a soul to do anything for me+ how hard it is 1” And she took up her apron to wipe away her tears. The cobbler looked attentively at her. “ Well, you are to be pitied cer tainly,” he said, “ and if I were not in such a hurry ’’ “ O, do go on, pray. Were you going to say you could help me ? I’ve heard that your people are very fond of curds and whey and fresh goose berry syllabub. Now, if you would help me, trust me that there should be the most beautiful curds and whey set every night for you on the hearth; and nobody should ever look when you went and came.’’ “ Why, you see,’’ said the cobbler, hesitatingly, “ ray people are extreme ly particular about—in short, about— cleanliness, Mistress: and your house is not what one would call very clean. No offense, I hope ?’’ Bella blushed deeply. “ Well, but it should be a] ways clean, if you would —every day of my life I would wash the floor and sand it, and the hearth should be whitewashed as white as snow, and the windows cleaned.” “ Well, said the cobbler, seeming to consider, “ well then I should not wonder if I could meet with a one- eyed servant for you, like your neigh bor’s ; but it may be several days be fore I can ; and mind, Mistress, I’m to have a dish of curds.” “Yes, and some whipped cream, too,” replied Bella, full of joy. The cobbler then took up all his tools, wrapped them in bis leather apron, walked behind the wall flower, and disappeared. Bella was so delighted she could not sleep that night lor joy. Her hus band scarcely knew the house, she had made it so bright and clean, and by night she bad washed the curtain, cleaned the window, rubbed the tire irons, sanded the floor, and set; a great jug of hawthorn in blossom on the hearth. The next morning Itqlla.liept a sharp lookout, both for the thjy cob bler and on her neighbor’s house, to see whether she could possible-catch a glimpse of the one-eyed servant. But no, nothing could she see "but her neighbor, sitting in her rocking chair, with her baby on her knee, working. At last, when she was quite tired out, she heard the voice of thecobbler outside. She ran to the door and cried out: “ O, do, pray, come in, sir; only look at my house!’’ - . “ Really,” said the cobbler, looking around, “ I declare I should hardly have known it—the sun can shine brightly now through the clear glass; and what a sweet smell of hawthorn 1” “ Well, and my one-eyed^paht ?’’ asked Bella—“you remember^’ I hope you understand that I can’X pay her any wages—have you met with one that will come ?” “ All’s right,” replied the little man, nodding, I’ve got her with me.’* “ Got her with you ?” replied Bella, looking round ; I see nobody*?’ “ Look, here she is,” said the cob bler, holding up something in his hand. Would you believe it ? Throne-eyed servant wa9 nothing but a Needle. She “Sot” Down on Him. [Detroit Free Pres*..] After making inquiries of every person they met, no roattefcjf pedes trians were only ten feefe->part, old Mr. and Mrs. Jones reached the Detroit & Milwaukee depot yester* day in good order, and were nhown into the waiting room. They did not enter, however, until the old man had read the sign over the door and re marked : “ Waiting-rootn, eh? Wonder what’s she’s waiting fotv^-Well, we can wait as long as the room can—eh, Nancy S” “ I told you,” she replied as she deposited her heavy satchp on one of the woodeq. sofas—“ I tolcf you to *ee all you conld and say as little as posaible.”v , RMr ‘ Th**H> wfiiit I’mTSfeg,” he growled, as he drew jhis‘coat-tails right and left and backed up to the red-hot coal stove. He had just be come interested in reading, “ Broad- gauge, double-track—three hours’ time saved to New York,” when the back of his blue coat began rapidly fading to brindled brown, knd several parties called out in a warning way. He leaped away, pulling his pants away from his legs, and the old lady pulled him down beside her and hoarsely whispered: “ If you were a boy I’d.spank you good and sound! The back of your coat is tailing right out, and every body’s laughing 1" f' “ It’s no such thing—I hasn’t laugh ing !’’ he snapped as he wriggled around. “ How did I know there was any fire in the stove? How could I see my hack ?” In a few minutes the troubled waiter settled down. The old lady was hunting her snuff-box, and the old man was sticking his four or five teeth into an apple, when he compla cently remarked: “I’m going to git this coat off and look at tho mortal iujuries ’* “ You keep still 1” she warned. “You’d make a nice spectacle here in your shirt sleeves. wonld?nt you ?” “ Hain’t this a free country ?” “ You keep right still 1” That settled that. It was ail of ten minutes before he suddenly an nounced : “ When the old man Barnes was here last summer he got the best blony sassage he ever stuck his mouth into, and I’m going out to find the place and buy one.” “You won’t do any such thing; you are goiug to stay right here and keep your head shut!’’ “ I am, am I ?’’ “ Yes, yon are!” And that settled that. Ho leaned back, sighing like the last turn of a big fly-wheel, and the old lady was almost dozing when he made a move that startled her. He was trying to scratch the sole of his left foot with the toe of his right boot. “Them blasted chillblainsl” ho whispered, as she faced around. “Yon stopl” she commanded. “I tell you they itch so I can’t stand it 1” “ All the folks are looking!” she exclaimed, “ and you’ll soon be the laughing stock ot everybody in the room! Let your ieet go till night, and then you can rub ’em with sand paper again I” “ I’m going to pull my boots off now—this very minit—and dig them ’ere chillblains right to the heart!” he said in a determined tone. “No, yon won’t!” Yes I will!’’ “I see what I’ve got to do!” she said as she rose np. “ You foller me P* “Why?” “ Como right along without a word l** He followed her out into the depot and to the lower end. Her clenched hand was seen to “tick” his long nose as she indulged in emphatic ges tures, and when lie followed her back he looked pale. As he was going into the door of the waiting-room a merry traveler remarked: “The old lady rather runs this house, doesn’t she!’’ “She does!” whispered the old man as he halted for an instant. “ She’s my third wife, and she’s got heaps of town lots, ’piles of pine land and wagon-loads of mill-dams and saw-mills. I hain’t got nothing— nothing but religion, and that don’t back me worth a cent when the old lady puts her foot down! Yvs, I’m sot down on—good-bye. Five minutes after that the was leaning against the wall, dozing off to sleep, and a big tear resting on either cheek. John Bright on Indian Fam ines. At a recent meeting held in Man chester, the Capital of the English cotton-spinning and calico-weaving district, for the p irpose of consider ing the question of “ British India; its famines, and the prevention of jijiem,” Mr. John Bright made a pow- wfftVlipeech, aboutfdisg in fiicts rs. well as in suggestions and arguments, which throw ranch light upon a very difficult subject. There were proba bly 250,000,000 men, women and children in India snbjected-to Queen Victoria. British domination there began little more than a v century' ago, by means which have been in strumental, he feared, in bnilding up almost all great empires—by ambi tion, crime and conquest. A popula tion equal to one-sixth of the whole population of the globe was now held in subjection by a handful of Englishmen, backed by an army of 60,000 British troops, and a revenue of fifty millions sterling, gathered from these people in the shape of taxes, with a large sum from the opium monopoly, was annually ex pended in this India. The natives have no voice in the management of their own affairs, are never consulted upon any matter connected with the government ot tlieir country. His opinion was that India should be di vided into four or five separate Presi dencies, wholly independent of each other, and that the natives should be gradually trained to govern them selves—a contingency, he suggested, which ought to be taken into account, and which might occur sooner than was expected, for famines were fre quent in India. In 1837-38 there was one which affected 8,000,000 persons, 5,000,000 intensely, and with loss of life to 800,000. In 1860-61 there was another famine, affecting thirteen millions of people and de stroying over a million. In 1868-69 another visitation of this sort occurred in the Rahjpootana and surrounding district-*, an area of one hundred thousand square miles, and the gov ernment admitted that 1,350,000 persons had perished of hunger in that famine. Of these terrible in stances F.ngland had heard little at the time, except by odd paragraphs, now and then, from Indian papers. In the present year it was known that over 500,000 persons had died from a like cause, and this did not represent the entire morality. Ac companying these famines was loss of cattle, terrible in an agricultural country, the loss of produce, and the los9 of revenue. But the loss of hu man life, over 3,000,000 in the last ten years, was the greatest evil of all. Was there a possible remedy ? The famine was declared to arise from drought. There was soil,-there was sun, there was rain—but the rain did not always come when it was seeded. Soil, sup, water, and human labor would produce rich harvests through out India. Irrigation must be em ployed to supply the occasional want of water, and this had been used in ancient times in mo9t Oriental lands, and it would be humane as well as prudent to expend for this purpose twenty-five or thirty millions sterling within the next few years. In this manner England might endeavor to make amends for the original crimes upon which much of her power in India had been founded, and for many errors of judgment. made by governing persons whose intentions were probably good. Mr. Bright’s speech has excited an unusual demonstration of feeling throughout England.—The Ih-ess. A Warning to Young Hus bands; Chicago Herald: A young wife in Michigan had jnst got settled in her new home. All seemed fair and promising, for she did not know that her husband was a drunkard. But one night he came home at a very late hour and much the- worse for liquor. When he staggered into the house the wife, who was greatly shocked told him he was sick and to lie down at once, and in a moment or two he was comfortably settled on a sofa in a drunken sleep. His face was reddish, pnrple, his breathing was heavy, and altogether he was a pitiable looking object. The doctor was sent for post-haste and mustard applied to his feet an l hands. When the. doctor came and felt his pulse and examined him and found that he was only drunk, he said: “ He will be all right in the morn- But the wifh^nsisted t^at he wad very sick, and that severe remedies must be used. “ You must shave his head and apply blisters,” she urged or I will send for some one who will.” The husband’s head was accord ingly shaved closely, and blisters applied. The patient lay all night in a drunken sleep, notwithstanding the blisters were eating into the flesh, it was not till near morning that he be gan to beat about, disturbed by pain. About daylight he woke up to a most uncomfortable consciousness of agonies. “ What does this mean ? he said, putting his hands to his bandaged head. “ Lie still you mustn’t stir,” said the wife; “you have been very sick.” “ I’m not sick.” “ Oh, yes, you are; you have the brain fever. We have worked with you all night.’’ “ I should think you had,” groaned the poor victim. “ What’s the mater with my feet?” “ They are blistered.’’ “Well, I’m better now; takeoff the blisters—do,’’ he pleaded piteous ly- He was in a most uncomfortable state—his head covered with sores, and his feet ar.d hands were still worse. “ Dear,’’ he said, groaning, “ if I ever get sick in this way agair, don’t be alarmed and send for a doctor, and, above all, don’t blister me again.” “ Ob, indeed I will; all that saved yon were the blisters, and if you have another such a spell I should be more frightened than ever, for the tendency. I am sure it is appoplexy, and from the next attack you will be likely to die, unless the severest measures are used. He made no further defense. Suf : flee it to say he never had another attack. Xh&w xrorcccEs. J8.DOBTCH, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Carnesville, Go. apl8-1873-tf gE. THBAHHER, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Watkinsviilo, Go. Office in former Ordinary's Office. jan25-1876-ly p o. THO MSON, ATTORNEY AT LAW, ——— WVIIWH Office over Post-Office Athene, Ga. fob3-l875-tf JOHN W. OWEN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Tocoa City, Ga. Will practice in all the countie* of the West ern Circuit, Hart and Madison of the Northern Circuit. W ill give special attanion to all olni™. entrusted to hia care. oct20-1875-ly Porn Barrow. d . c . Rakhow, Jr garrow Bros., /.« ATT °^ 1 ? EY . S AT LAW, Office over Talinadgo, Hodgson & Co. jan4-ly HILL, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Athens, Ga. Prompt attention given to all business and thermo respectfully solicited. janll-ly Lamar Cobb. Howell Cobb. H. COBB, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Atbeua, Ga JOffice in Deupree Building. feh22-1876-ly *” Asdbbw J. Cobb. Alex S. Erwin. •J^RWIN 4 COBB, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Athena, Ga Office on Corner of Broad and Thomas street* over Childs, Nickerson & Co. feb22-1876-ly ^8 UUY G. 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