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W. F. SMITH, Publisher. VOLUME VIII. NEWS GLEftfilWBS. Extensive smuggling is going on along the llio^Grander A Marietta, Georgia, boy has a collec tion of 500 birds’ eggs- There are thirty-two colored Baptist churches in the District of Columbia. Augusta, Georgia, will have a first class theater. Of the forty Generals furnished by Texas to the Confederacy thirty are dead. The negroes of Wilkes county pay taxes on 3,000 acres of land, and $12,- 000 worth of stock. Cedar Key and Ocala, Florida, are said to be outstripping any towns in the State in growth and enterprise. Alexandria, Virginia, has loaded a bark with grain direct for Europe, and sees herself invested with a halo of com mercial glory accordingly. Blind Tom is said, when at his home in Georgia, to remain alone with his piano and play day and night. He plays about 7,000 pieces by ear, and picks up new ones every day. Paul Viallou, of Bayou Goula, La., has 500 stand of pure Italian bees. He raises and sells many barrels of honey at from seventy-five cents to ninety cents per gallon. The colored people of Nashville have formed a society for the suppression of miscegenation. It is said that the society has so far caused the arrest of eight per sons charged with this offense. Hannah Faust, said to be 111 years old, died in Columbia, S. C., recently. She was born a faw miles above that city. Her daughter, said to be near ninety, lives in Columbia also. Vicksburg is justly indignant at the suspending by the National Board of Health of the inspection station at the Point. The station is a protection not only to Vicksburg but the whole Missis sippi Valley. It is said there is not a mechanic or workman in Macon who is idle for want of employment. The rush of improve ments and the demand for builders and building material have never before been equaled in that city. Gold is found in Georgia in thirty-six counties, silver in three, copper in thir teen, iron in forty-three, diamonds in twentv-six, whisky in all of them, and the last gets away with ajl the rest. The Mormon excitement is now abat ing a bit in Western Coosa, Ala. Now missionaries are daily expected, and converts to the polygamous creed are daily adding their names to the brutaliz ing muster-roll. A ’gator, weighing 300 pounds, was caught in Pataula creek, Georgia, the other day, which contained ‘‘a rock weighing several pounds, a large soft shell turtle and a beaver weighing fifty or sixty pounds. The beaver was whole except that one leg was missing.” The pastors of all the churches in Al bany, Georgia, without previous under standing, prayed for rain last Sunday, and a writer in the News says hardly had their benedictions been pronounced when a little cloud gathered over the sweltering city, others gathered to it, and a refreshing, plentiful shower descended. A little girl named Maleomb, living in the neighborhood of Doe Hill, Virginia, went out to the woods to play, accom panied by her dog, one day last week, when she suddenly came upon a num ber of wild turkeys. The dog gave chase, and, in the affright, a very large gobbler perched upon a fence. The lit tle heroine seized it from below, dragged it to the ground and bore it home in triumph. The turkey weighed about twenty pounds. lu Walker county. Alabama, is a nat ural bridge to rival that of Vir ginia. It is in the sandstone called millstone grit, which underlies the cora formation. It spaus about 120 feet and its height is about seventy feet. A small bridge connects it with the bluff beyond. The linesof stratification of the sandstone give the structure the appearance of having been artificially built up with massive blocks. It is in the midst of a region of wild and romantic beauty, high escarpments of the same sandstone being seen standing out in the face of the hills around. “What a rough fellow that Sniggins is!" petulantly exclaimed the Hoped.de girl after a struggle with the aforesaid Buiggius at “Copenhagen.” “He near ly smothered me!” “And did you kiss him for his smother?” asked the other uxha, naively. Ptvokd to Industrial htortrt, th Mfei of Tntk. the Kstablisbnent f lattice, and thePreeenratien ef a feejlrt tenruent. TOPICS OF THE DAY. Grant's income is reckoned at SSO - 000 a year. The French elections will be held August 21. Parnell, the Irish Home-Ruler, will again visit this country in November. TnE Arabs are entertaining the French in Tunis and Algiers to their hearts’ content. I)b. Tanner has settled down at Corry, Mich. His lamp didn’t burn very long, poor man. Tennyson and Huxley delights in clay pipes. This is encouraging to the cor ner loafer. Mary Andbrson, it is stated, dislikes sea bathing. Well, an occasional ablu tion will do her good, anyhow. In California unskilled labor is in demand at $2.50 a day. Times have changed somewhat since Kearney was at the helm. The inventor of the toy pistol may not be a common murderer, but then he is accountable for a good many little boys prematurely becoming angels. It is rare for the fruit market to be as scantily stocked as to quantity and so poorly as to quality. But fruit of all kinds is scarce, and there is no deny ing it. George William Curtis is of the opinion that to raise a fund for Mrs. Garfield while her husband is alive and remains President would be eminently improper. A temperance petition 600 feet long, and containing 50,000 signatures, was presented to the Georgia Legislature the other day. The members turned pale as death. There are now more British troops in Ireland—3o,ooo —than there are men in the United States army. In addition to these regulars, there is a strong force of armed constabulary. Lovers of genuine imported Havana cigars will be pained to learn of a pros pective shortage in their favorite luxury. The tobacco crop of Connecticut will be almost a total failure. Donn Piatt has been twiced caned, three times horsewhipped and twice shot at, outside of several small affairs in which he was knocked down and left for dead. Yes, he is a newspaper man. The London papers are advising their English maid-servants to emigrate to the colonies, where they get better pay and finally a farmer husband. A farmer husband is a great snap for English gh’ls. Palatine, N. Y., is the richest village of its size in tne world. It has about 500 inhabitants, and it is said that over thirty of these are worth from $5,000,- 000 to $20,000,000, while sax are said to bo worth over $20,000,000. The Cincinnati Gazette, openly and badly advises the female sex to hang a limb on either side of thei bicycle and ride to health and glory. If the editor of the Gazette were not a deacon, we should feel shocked. Adulterated beer has so stirred up the State Board of Health of New York that a crusade is to be made against it. The analyst of the Board intends to manufacture some pure beer as a stand ard for comparison. Says that exceedingly modest pa per, Harper's Bazar : “The bathing dresses worn by the little boys along the wharves are very simple. They consist of a stone bruise on the heel.” Isn’t that just too awfully awful. Rev. T. H. Tebbles, who has so long championed the cause of the Ponca In dians, needs offer no explanation why he was so zealous in their behalf. His mar riage to Bright Eyes, the accomplished and beautiful Indian girl, is excuse enough. Tttb sign, “No Dogs Admitted,’ in the Cincinnati street cars has produced considerable confusion. Men get up an leave the car without just thinking what they are doing and only discover when it is too late that the thing is a dead give away. Among the dispatches of congratula | tion received by Senator Lapham was j the following from relatives : “ Chicago, July 22. “Three cheers and congratulations of the family. J. F. Barnard, j “• Me too.’ Jank Latham Barnard.” It is proposed to issue anew species I of postal money order, whereby small amounts may be sent by mail as conven iently as in the days of paper fractional INDIAN SPRINGS, GEORGIA Qtirrency. When Congress authorizes such a step, the blessings of the whole country will be showered down upon it. , Robert Ingebsoll says that Mexico looks “as though the devil had pur chased it at a tax sale, and the Almighty had used it as a backyard to his work shops to throw the shavings and refuse into, after he got through with the rest of the world. ” Bob is an awful man. The church people of Texas are mak ing it decidedly unpleasant for Governor Roberts. The Governor does not think it his right to call upon the public to re turn thanks to the Lord for the Presi dent’s recovery, and firmly maintains his belief by a persistent refusal to issue a proclamation for such observance. Mme. Louisa Montague, Forepaugh’s alleged SIO,OOO beauty, is lying danger ously ill at Galena, Hlinois, and the physicians in attendance are fearful that she will not recover. Those who have seen this so-called famous beauty, have not gone in ecstacies over her. Fore paugh seems to be about the only ad mirer she has. The Dayton Journal does not believe in supporting common butchers at the expense of the Government, and in this connection, speaks of the Apache In dians in the following positive terms : “ There is nothing to be done with these wild beasts but to exterminate them. If the Mexicans who protect them do not do it, the United States should. They are wild beasts, and nothing else.” A Southern philosopher says that millions of pistols are manufactured; that infantry in war do not use them; that cavalry can not use them; that hunters find them of no service, and they are used only to make an infernal noise on the ith of July or to commit murder all the year around. That is truth with a golden rim tacked onto it. Two Italians closed their candy store at Savannah, Georgia, paid the rent three months in advance, told the owner that they were going to Italy to get a stock of goods, and cautioned him to let nobody enter the premises hf y returned. They had murdered a ped dler, taken his $2,000, and hidden his body in the store; but their ingenious way of covering their flight prevented the discovery until the three months had elapsed. The New York Home Journal in an article on rich American land-owners, says there is a group of seven estates in Islip which comprise in all nearly 13,000 acres. Mr. William H. Vanderbilt has over 2,000 acres, Christopher Roberts has 1,400, George Lorillard has 1,000, General William Ludlow has 800, Fred erick Nelson has 450, and Wiliam Nicoll has 6,000. Near Islip is a ful little church built by Williiun H. Vanderbilt. Mr. Redpath’s letter from Dublin gives an interesting, if sorrowful, pic ture of the situation aiid condition of the Suspects in the jail at Kilmainham, detained under the provisions of a law which is effective only by the abrogation of the holiest rights of humanity. In “free Britain ” the law of might is of far more weight than the guarantees of the Magna Charta. “They can’t put a man off a railroad train for not paying his fare,” once said a tramp, “but they do.” The London Truth remarks that it may not, perhaps, be known that a man wearing dark clothes is more liable to infection from contagious diseases than he who wears light-colored garments, because particles which emanate from diseased or decaying bodies are much more readily absorbed by dark than by light fabrics. This is easily proved. Expose a light and a dark coat to the fumes of tobacco for five minutes,, and it will be found that the dark one smells stronger than the other of tobacco smoke, and it will retain the oder longer. James Parton says : “ There is no work in the world which expends vitality so fast as writing for the public. It is a work which is never done. It accom panies a man upon his walks, goes with him to the theater, gets into bed with him and possesses him in his dreams. If he stoops to kiss the baby, before he has reached the right angle a point oc curs to him, and he hangs in mid-air, with vacant face and mind distraught” Parton ought to fully understand the subject matter. He is ® prodigious writer, and has spent a long life at news paper work. A Fiji Island newspaper is responsi ble for the extraordinary story that comes from the Tino or Drummond Islands. This is to the effect that a Sandwich Islander went as a missionary to Taputcona, one of the Tino Islands. He was so successful as to prevail upon the natives to give up all their weapons and to live peaceful lives. There were many backsliders, however, and after trying in vain to have these return to his fold, he ended by preaching a crusade against them. Arming his own followers, he encouraged an attack upon the apos tates, and it is reported that nearly a thousand men, women and children were murdered. The island where all this is said to have occurred is thickly populated, and Sandwich Island missionaries have been working among the people since 1857. The roundabout way in which the story reaches the public gives it a fishy character. Miss Dickinson has determined never to return to the lecture platform, be cause if she did her audience would say: “We told her she would come back from the stage, and our prophecy has come true. ” She has long believed that she could become a successful actress, and all her ambition lies in that direction. She made a great deal of money by lecturing, at one time as much as $75,000 a year, but was not careful in hoarding it, and lost heavily in stock speculation. One venture in Philadel phia and Reading cost her SIOO,OOO. She is now in moderately comfortable cir cumstances. Her first attempt upon the stage, she thinks, failed on account of the unfavorable conditions, and it was to guard against a second experience of that kind that she broke her engage ment last winter. She will begin her next tour in November, with a fine com pany, appearing in plays of her own authorship, and in female parts only. She expects to appear in London next spring. “ I have set myself the task of succeeding on the stage,” she says, “ and I mean to accomplish it before I do anything else.” Good Manners. A rudeness is worse than a crime; it is a blunder, because it is so easy to be polite. The last injury which a man forgives is a wrong to his amour prop re. “Letters which are warmly sealed,” s&ys Jean Paul Richter, “are often coldly opened.” When writing remember the character of the person you are address ing, and don’t waste your sweetness upon desert air. Don’t “cut” anybody; that is, take care not to know” anybody whom you will be obliged to “cut.” Always present the person of lower rank to the person of higher, a gentle man to a lad; the young to the old. Never make introductions unless you have good reason to believe that both parties are agreeable. Never seal a letter of introduction. The bearer ought to know on what terms to approach a stranger. No business is well done that is done through any other agency than your own. If you pass an acquaintance with a lady on his arm, do not nod; take off your hat, so that your salute may seem to embrace both your friend and the lady. . An adherence to etiquette is a mark of respect; if a man be worth knowing, he is surely worth the trouble of approach ing properly. It will likewise relieve you from the awkwardness of being ac quainted with people of whom you might at times be ashamed, or be obliged under any circumstances to “cut.” Never give letters of introduction unless you are prepared to be responsi ble for the persons to whom they are given. Why shoulci you trust upon the society of a friend those whom yolk would not admit to your own? Or why ask his good services for individuals whom you do not know to deserve ; them? . ... The holder of a letter of introduction should not take it in person, but should send it with his card of address. The receiver, if he be a gentleman, will call upon you without delay. At all events, you are bound to give him an option; whereas, by taking your letter in person, you force yourself upon him wliethms ht will or not. A Speaking Machine. Anew and most ingenious speaking machine has lately been exhibited by Herr Faber before the Physical Society, London. It is designed to more per fectly imitate, mechanically, the utter ance of the human voice, by means of artificial organs of articulation made on the human model, and it is worked by keys like a musical instrument. A bel lows made of wood and India rubber serves for lungs; a small windmill is placed in front of the vessel to give trill ing sounds; the larynx is made of a sin gle membrane of hippopotamus hide and India rubber; and a month with two lips, a tongue and an India rubber nose complete the organs of the apparatus. Fourteen distinct sounds are uttered by it, and, by combining these, any word in any language can be produced—also laughing and whispering. Fenderson was at the theater the other night. “It was a btuiesque, a take-off, wasn’t it?” asked Smith. “Yes ’’ said Fenderson, “that’s what it was I guess. They had taken off about everything they ‘dared to.”— Boston Transcript* In the Church of the Madeleine. Sauntering along the Boulevard Capu cines, I came in front of the grand church of the Madeleine. The gigantic bronze doors were liung with black dfotlx. I pressed my way through the crowd and entered. The wax lights burning, the coffin covered with flowers, in the center innumerable priests gesticulating and praying, tile low words in Latin of one of the holy fathers, the occasional notes sad and solemn from the great organ above, told too well the nature of the ceremony. It was the funeral service of a late admiral in the French navy. Out of doors were more than two thousand soldiers, ahorse and on foot, who had attended his remains from his apartments in the Rue de la Paix to the Madeleine. The church it self was packed with persons most of them distinguished in politics, literature, science and art. Grand commanders and chevaliers of the Legion of Honor, field officers and sous officers from the army; foreign ambassadors in tlieir gold-fringed garments, and members of the Institute wearing their famous livery of green; parsons in priestly robes and sad faced nuns in their ugly frocks and hideous white bonnets; professional gentleman in evening dress, and working men in their blue blouses—all present—who came out of curiosity to assist at the sad rites. I had never before taken notes of this very singular edifice. King Louis XY started to build this structure. The work was suspended at the revolution, was remodeled by Napoleon for the erec tion of a temple of glory in honor of the grand army, then changed again to its original purpose by Louis XVIII, and finally completed by Louis Philippe. It is said the plans were taken from a heathen temple, and certainly it has none of the appearance of a Christian church. More than one tourist has asked me “Wliat bank is that?” or “What public building is yonder?” pointing at ths same time to tlio Made leine. There is something exceedingly imposing in its external aspect. Without dome, towering or side windows, it stands on an elevated base, majestically supported on every side by a lofty range of massive Corinthian columns. Inside colossal statues of countless saints stand in niches in the walls. There are splendid paintings, many marble altars and over-much of gilding. The sad service progressed but I was too busy noting the spectators to pay at tention to the ritual. Suddenly, how ever, in a pause in the service the im mense organ played till the vaulted roof appeared fairly to tremble and the deep bass notes seemed like the reverberations of half suppressed thunder. They yielded to the flute-like cadences of a lovely duetto. Then from an invisible source there stole on the earth plaintive silverly notes of one of the sweetest solos to which I even listened. It seemed like the voice of a pure spirit interceding in behalf of the dead admiral and for the sins of all of us living ones. Now it grew fainter and fainter, and presently, as soothingly as the last tones of a harp, it was gently hushed. It was the voice of M’Ue Isaacs, prima donna at the opera comique and mistress of one of the Rothschilds; but, oh, it seemed like that of an angel. The services were short and the remains were hurried away into the country. The black cloth was hastily taken down, the crowd dis persed, and then as I lingered I saw a bridal couple entering through the very doors they had just borne the body of the dead sailor. There were orange blossoms and white satin and fragrant flowers, and the same grand organ pealed forth the wedding march, and all was bright and glorious, where, only a few minutes before, gloom and great distress prevailed among a multitude of mourners. —Paris Cor. Kansas City Times.. A Plucky Bride. Once upon a time a spinster lady lived in Airth who could count as many golden guineas as ever “ Tibby Fowler ” did. Beside this spinster lived a bachelor of somewhat parsimoni ous habits, and passionately fond of the yellow Geordies.” The two made it up and agreed to get married. Before the wedding, however, the man opened his mouth too wide, and boasted what he would do after he got possession of his wife’s tocher. A good-natured Mend —there are always plenty about—con veyed this information to the bride, who opened her eyes and at once made up her mind how to proceed. When the minister came to perform the ceremony, and at the usual stage requested the couple to join hands, what was the as tonishment of both clergyman and com pany to see the bride offer her pocket instead, of her hand. Thinking there might be some mistake, they were again requested to join hands, but this, as well as a third request, met with the same pantomimic reply. The reverend gen tleman was at last under the necessity of asking for an explanation, to which the bride at once replied : “ It’s not me he wants, it’s the pouch. He can marry it if he likes, but he’ll never marry me.” Then she slowly curtseyed and left her astonished bridegroom in a state of complete bewilderment. Some of the spectators expressed themselves in words akin to those of the Glasgow bailie when he said : “My oonscienoe 1 but women are itrange customers.” She was decorating her room with pic tures, and she perched his photo up on the topmost ljfptl, then she sat down to admire her work and “Now everything is lovely, and the goose hangs high!” It is stated by. eminent naturalists that the very rats come creeping mit of the woodpile and laugh like Aflions when a woman tries to saw <j# wood. sußsnßiPTum~gi.su. NUMBER 51. HUMORS OF THE DAY. oai) spectacles—Broken glasses. Men who are born equal—twins. Opening a boil—taking off the tea kettle lid. A civil engineer-One who gives a tramp a free ride in a caboose. •* f Speaking of avarice and generosity, is the bee as stingy as the wasp?—Steu benville Herald. Riches may have wiugs, but they don’t seem to fly in this direction.— Yon kers Statesman. The clown who got caught in a heavy raiu without an umbrella, Was a damp fool, wasn’t lie?— Stuebenville Herald. It has been established at last that the only disease to which you may not a second time be liable, is the one that kills first. Teacher to small boy—“ What does the proverb say about those who five in glass houses ?” Small boy“—Pull down the blinds.” “Do you drink brandy?” “No, I do not drink brandy, but my brother Andy, who is quite a dandy, drinks brandy, mixed with rock candy. "—Steubenville Herald. She was sweet sixteen when she re ceived a box of caramels from her dear Claude Augustus, and she was sweet sickteen when she turned her tired eyes upon its emptiness. War history: “What is the greatest charge on record?” asked the professor of • history. And the absent-minded student answered: “Seventeen dollars for hack hire for self and girl for two hours. ” There is a good deal of gush over a driver on one of the street cars in Kan sas City, who was formerly a lawyer. This is all wrong. If the man is trying to do right now, why bring up his past life against him ? “Will the coming man use both hands?” is a question asked by a scien tific exchange. We do not see how the coming man can use both hands unless the coming woman drives the horse.— Peck's Sun. “How came you to fail in your ex amination?” asked the tutor. “I thought I crammed you thoroughly.” “Well, you see,” replied the student, “the fact was you crammed me so tight I couldn’t get it out.— Yale College News. “Do you know, Mr. Smith,” asked Mrs. S., in a reproving way, “that that cigarette is hurting you; that it is your enemy?” “Yes,” replied Smith, calmly ejecting a fleecy cloud; “yes, I know it, and I’m trying to smoke the rascal out.” My only books Were women’s looks, And folly’s all they taught me. —Moore. I read them through, What could I do? Their pretty bindings caught me. —SteubsTwille Herald. Now look at me And you shall see 3 The awful change they wrought me. —Detroit “Chaff.” Blind as a bat, Poor as a rat, To this sad state they’ve brought me. —Sunday Capital. A boy was eating away at a big cocoanut that had been cracked open with a brick bat, when a pedestrian felt it his duty to halt and remark: “Boy, don’t you know that too much of that stuff may give you the colic ?” “I guess so,” was the reply. “Then why do you eat it?” “Well, if my chum, who lives next door, can stand the small-pox for six weeks, I guess I can put up with the colic for three or four hours!” was the reply as he bit off another big hunk. I heard two damsels collaborating fc produce a piece of poetry to a bunch of dandeloins. With their eyes intent upon the source of inspiration they achieved two verses: “ Dandelion of golden hue, What a lot there are of you.” Hew York Letter. A sewing machine agent in Litchfield proudly flings the following to the breeze: Domestics For Sale and Repaired Here. —Danbury News, From the Australian Bush. While fifteen cents was paid in Queensland, Australia, for a kangaroo scalp, they came in at a great rate, 35,890 scalps being paid for in a year and a half. A reduction of the rate to twelve has made all the difference in favor of the kangaroos. It is estimated that a kangaroo eats as mudh grass as a sheep, and destroys as much as it eats by the skill with which it picks out the most succulent herbage. The bush of Australia is so overfed by the multiplying of wild horses that they have to be shot down in common with rabbits and kangaroos. In one district an Arab stallion got away some thirty years ago, and was never recap tured. He was a chestnut, and took a couple of thoroughbred colts with him, and it has been remarked tTiat a large proportion of the wild horses of the dis trict are of his color. Horses believed to be very old are occasionally seeD far 1 away in distant ranges. One man has shot 3, (XX) horses in two years. A house painter falling from the third story of a house in Maine, where the prohibition law is enforced, and being given a glass of water to revive him, piteously asked : “ How far has a fellow got to fall before you let him have brandy in this At the conclusion of the ceremony at a marriage in this city, a sweet innocent satrflown to the piano and thoughtfully struck up, “What Shall the Harvest be?” and couljf not understand what the others were laughing Bowling Green Democrat, +