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PRESIDENT GRANTS LAST ACT.
Packard Asks Top Wore Troop*—Th*
Cold Slioiildcr of (<rnL
Executin'k Office, _ >
Nkw Orleans, March 1, 1877./
To (he President : Statements are au
thoritatively made here that you have an
nounced your purpose to withdraw the
United States troops from the various po
sitions to which they have been assigned in
the interest of peace and public weal in
this city and State, so soon as the electoral
vote shall have been declared. It is fur
ther stated that assurances have been given
on the part of Nicholls and his supporters,
who, 1 may state, are identically the same
t organization, under the name of the White
League, that rose in insurrection against
the State government in 1874, and were
suppressed by your order, that if the sup
port of United States troops be withdrawn,
the government of which 1 am the head,
would disintegrate, and Nicholls be install
ed without violence and bloodshed.
it is currently reported and believed
| here on the other hand that the white
I league arc under orders to attack the State
> Ho use; and will attack the State House when
I the soldiers are withdrawn from the city,
t Their purpose being, by the annihilation
[ of the officers of this government, to leave
no Republican State for your successor's
recognition. The validity of my title as
Governor having been passed upon by the j
only tribunal known to the State laws, and
‘being now confirmed by the decision of the
national tribunal. 1 deem it 1113' duty to
maintain the government by all means at
my command. I therefore most respect
fully but urgently request to be informed
whether any changes are to be contempla
ted by you in orders heretofore given to
IGeneral Augur, commanding this depart
fment, in order that I may be able to take
■such measures as circumstances and my
•duty as chief executive of the State may
I seem to require, and I again most respcct
j fulty request at your hands the recognition
|of the legal State government.
S. B. Packard.
Headquarters ok the Army, \
Washington, March 2. 1877. j
To Gen. C. C. Auyur, commanding the
Department of New Orleans : The follow
ing dispatch has gone to Gov. Packard,
and is hereby sent you for your informa
tion and government.
' i v \Y. T. SfiERMAN. General.
Executive Mansion, \
Washington, March 1, 1877. /
i Gov. S. Ji. Packard : In answer to
your dispatch of this date, the President
directs me to say that he feels it his duty
to state frankly that he does not believe
public opinion will longer support the
maintenance of the State government in
Louisiana by the use of the military, and
that he must concur in this manifest feel
*ig. The troops will hereafter as in the
past, protect life and property from mob
violence when the State authorities fail,
wut under the remaining days of his official
life they will not be used to establish or
pull down either claimant for control of the
Slate. It is not his purpose to recognize
cither claimant.
(Signed), C. C. Sniffin, Secretary.
Washington, March 2—Advices from
■New Orleans represent everything quiet.
The President’s dispatch to Packard, and
[the adoption by the House by a two-thirds
*vote of the tampering clauses of the army
fcbill. has produced a very cheerful feeling
in Southern conservative circles. Let
• them have Hayes and Wheeler, but give us
South Carolina and Louisiana, seems to
have been the successful war cry.
Fearful Ride of a Tramp.
Truckee Republican.
lie boarded a train at Omaha, and after
having been ejected from several trains, ! e
reached Green \ver in Wyoming. Here
the train men became more vigilant, and
the deadhead saw that lie must lind a very
secure hiding place. Accordingly, while j
,Ahe train men were busy, he crawled into
Ihc fire box of a stationery engine that was
Standing on a Hat car, and which was going |
through to San Francisco. Soon after the
train started someone shut the engine
door, and the man was a prisoner. He
■could not sit down, and could barely turn
/around, and in this way he rode for four
days and nights, without a mouthful of
.food or drink, excepting a few crackers he
■had in his pockets. When the train ar
rived at Verdi, Nevada, a distance of nearly
™nine hundred miles from Green river, he
attracted the attention of the conductor
by scratching on the inside of the engine
with his linger nails. He was liberated
almost dead with cold and hunger.
A Smart Woman.
A Chicago lady developed unusual cour
age and presdnee of mind under trying cir
cumstances. a few nights ago. II?f hus
band being absent, she was aroused from
her sleep by a noise in the room, and dis-
$1.50 A YEAR.
covered a man searching the drawers. A
revolver, that the lady greatly desired just
at that r. uncut, was in the room, but out
of her reach, and she resolved upon getting
it. if possible, without attracting attention.
Asa ruse, she punched her babe, which
was lying in bed beside her. ami made it
utter a cry, at the same time saying,
** Hush. baby, mama will get you a drink.”
She then reached out to an adjacent table,
and, getting hold of the weapon, fired at
the intruder who fled precipitately. This
shows the advantage of having a baby.
A Yankee Hoy.
A tourist tells the following story : We
recently met our friend. Dr. Lord, former
ly of Boston. He has been a resident of
this section for about six years. He was
extensively engaged in buying wool, and
on one occasion, becoming bewildered in
the multiplication of the roads over the
broad prairies, he rode up to a small cabin
inclosed in a clump of locust trees, and
addressed a white-headed boy perched on
the top of a hen-coop, with :
“ Hello, boy !”
“ 1 reckon you're a stranger,” was the
response.
“Look here, sonny.”
“ 1 ain’t your sonny.”
“ No, not my sonny, but if you will
jump down and come here, I will give you
a dime.”
The boy sprang as if alighting from a
wasp’s nest, and coming to the stranger,
exclaimed:
“ Well, old boss, what is it?”
“I've lost my way and don't know
where I am. Can you tell me !”
“ Yes; on your horse.”
Mr. Lord laughed at the boy’s wit and
handed him a dime. The boy took the
money, and looking up with mingled feel
ings of wonder and delight, said :
“ Reckon you must have a power of
money.”
“ Why so, my boy?”
“ ’Cause you slather it away so.”
“ What's your father's name?” inquired
Mr. Lord.
“ Bill Jenks,” was the reply.
“Ah ! yes, I know him,” exclaimed Mr.
Lord. *' He grows wool, doesn’t he?”
“No. but his sheep does.”
•• If you knew me, 1113' lad, 3 r ou would
be more respectful in your replies. I am
a friend of your father's; my name is
Lord.”
“Oh! 3 r es,” exclaimed the astonished
lad; “I heard pap read about you in the
Bible.”
And starting off for t' j house on a dead
run, he bawled at the top of his lungs:
“ Mother, mother, the Lord is out here
on horseback, and lias lost his way !”
Com mill Hogs.
From carefully conducted experiments
bj different persons, it has been ascertained
that one bushel of corn will make little
more than ten pounds of pork gross. Tak
ing the result as a basis, the following de
ductions are made, which all farmers would
do well to lay by for a convenient reference :
When corn sells at 12J cents per bushel,
pork costs 1 1 cents a pound.
When corn costs 17 cents a bushel, pork
costs 2 cents a pound.
When corn costs 25 cents a bushel, pork
costs 3 cents a pound.
When corn costs 33 cents a bushel, pork
costs 4 cents a pound.
When corn costs 50 cents a bushel, pork
costs 5 cents a pound.
The following statement shows what the
farmer realizes on his corn when sold in
the shape of pork :
When pork sells at 3 cents per pound, it
brings 25 cents per bushel in corn.
When pork sells at 4 cents per pound, it
brings 32 cents per bushel in corn.
When pork sells at 5 cents per pound, it
brings 45 cents per bushel in corn.
Beauty ami the Beast. *
The girls of Summerville sent the fol
lowing dispatch to Grant in response to his
proclamation forbidding the celebration of
Washington's birthday:
Summer-ville, S. C., Feb. 22.
To His Excellency , Ulysses S. Grant ,
President of the United States :
We wish to celebrate the birthday of
Washington by a candy-pulling. Can we
do so without violating the spirit of your
proclamation and the recent orders based
thereon ?
The Girls of Summerville.
HARTWELL, GA„ WEDNESDAY, MARCH U, 18?7.
(ArndHtlm.
Heaven is not reached with a single bound.
But we build the ladder by which we rise
From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies.
And we mount to its summit round by
round.
I count this thing to be grandly true ;
That a noble deed is a step toward Cod,
Lifting the soul from the common clod
To a purer air and a broader view.
We rise by the things that are under feet;
By what wo have mastered of good and
gain;
By the pride disposed and the passion
slain,
And the vanquished ills that we hourly
meet.
We hope, we aspire, we resolve, we trust.
When the morning calls us to life and
light,
But our hearts grow weary and ere the
night
Our lives are trailing dust.
We hope, we resolve, wujaspire, we pray.
And we think we the air on wings
Beyond the recall of s<tisual things,
While our feet still clings to the heav}-
clay. q
Wings for the angels, bu| feet for men !
We may borrow the fdngs to find the
way— *
We may hope, and resolve, and aspire
and pray;
But our feet must rise or we fall again.
Only in dreams is a ladder thrown
From the weary earth to the sapphire
walls;
And the dreams depart, and the vision
falls,
And the sleeper awakes on his pillow of
stone.
Heaven is not reached bj ,a single bound,
And we build the ladder by which we
rise
From the lowly earth to the vaulted
skies,
And we mount to its summit round by
round.
A Short Story with a Moral.
When trade grew slack and notes fell due,
The merchant's face grew long and blue ;
His dreams were troubled through the
night,
With sheriff's baliffs all in sight.
At last his wife unto him said :
“ Rise up at once —get out of bed ;
Ami get your paper, ink and pen,
And say these words unto all men :
• My goods I wish to sell to you,
And to your wives and daughters, too;
My prices are so very low,'
That all will buy before they go.’ ”
He did as by his wife advised,
And in the papers advertised.
Crowds came and bought off all he had;
His notes were paid, hisdreams were glad ;
And he will tell you to this day
How well did printer’s ink repay.
He told us. with a knowing wink,
How he was saved by printer's ink.
Wlint i* Whiskey Itriugiui;.
“ What is whisky bringing?” asked a
a dealer in that article one day. He meant
to ask, “ llow much is it selling for?”
A gentleman who heard the remark took
it in a different sense from that.
“ ‘ What is whisky bringing,’ do you
ask? I’ll tell you. It is bringing men to
prison and to the gallows, and it is bring
ing women and children to misery and
want.”
There never was a truer answer than this.
It is estimated that one hundred thou
sand men and women are sent to prison
every year.
Twenty thousand children are sent to
the poorhouse.
Three hundred murders are caused by
intemperance every year.
Two hundred thousand children are
made orphans every year by this dreaded
evil, and sixty-five thousand are killed by
intemperance every year in this country.
A Prediction.
The Philadelphia Times makes the fol
lowing prediction : “ The organs of the
party which have been proclaiming Hamp
ton and Nicholls from day to day, as con
spirators. assassins and usurpers, and which
have been flaming with hate and vengeance
against the South, will, within thirty days,
declare Hampton and Nicholls to be esti
mable gentlemen and lawful Governors,
and they will pay tribute to peace and uni
versal brotherhood as the shrines at which
every patriot should bow.”
Wit mill Humor.
An lowa farmer, who has been married
only seven weeks and has had to buy a wig,
offers to bet two to ono that his wife can
whip a panther.
The grave-digger, who buried Mr. But
ton, put the following item on the hill he
sent to Mrs. Button: “To making one
Button-hole,
“ I'm saddest when I sing,” said a Sun
day evening warbler. “And so’s the
whole neighborhood!” roared an unmusical
voice in the street.
“ La. Ma. what are you whipping John
so early for?” “Cause 1 know he will
deserve it before night, and l will want to
go to church then.”
“1 say, mister, I don't suppose you
don’t know nobody what don't want to hire
nobody to do nothing, don't 3 r ou ;” The
answer was “yes, I don’t.”
Mr. Evans married Miss Coffin, in St.
Louis, last week. It occurred to him that
it was rather a funeral subject, but he
thought he could undertaker.
A little boy, gazing upon an old picture
of his mother, taken in a low-neck dress,
remarked : ** Mama, you was mos' ready
for bed when that picture was tooken.”
“ What ugl3 T looking brat is that under
the window. Susan?” “ why that is mine,”
replied Mrs. J . “Oh! call the dear,
beautiful, pretty, little creature in, and let
me kiss her.”
“ Good morning, Donnally ! I hear your
daughter has a baby : is it a bo3 r or a girl ?"
“Share Miss, and it's incself as doesn’t
yet know for the life of me if I'm a grand
father or a grandmother, bedad.”
“How many of 3’ou are there?” asked
a voice from an upper window of a serena
ding party. “Four.” was the reply. “ All
right; just divide that among you.” And
a basket of slops fell, like the dews of
heaven, on those beneath.
A traveler stepped off the train at the
Erie depot, and, accosting a news-boy.
asked : “Sonny, what is the quickest wa3 r
to get to the Central depot?” “ Run!” he
answered, and set the example by getting
out of the way pretty fast.
An exchange says: “ Because we hap
pen to take our shot-gun, and start out for
a Sunday afternoon’s gunning, it is no ri a ion
why a half dozen imprudent persons should
inquire if wc were on a tour of collecting
subscription money. The times are hard,
and the ammunition costs too much to be
wasted on delinquent subscribers just
now.”
Two brothers by the name of Pigg have
petitioned the St. Louis Court for a change
of name. They find it impossible to get
married, as no lady will consent to become
a Pigg, and have all the neighbors asking
her, “ llow is Mr. Pigg, and the little
Piggs?” And more than this, they arc
annoyed by bad boys singing under their
window, “ Rig pig, little pig, root hog or
die.”
Which is the largest gland?” asked a
Chicago medical professor of the newest ar
rival in his class the other day. The stu
dent buried himself in deep and attentive
thought for a moment and then brightning
up suddenly, exclaimed: ‘‘The largest
gland sir, is England.” Then the professor
kindly led the young man aside, and pa
thetically advised him to think no more
of medicine, but to join a minstrel show,
or enter the army.
A Burlington woman, who was sure she
was going into a decline, teased her hus
band for six weeks to buy her a 8130 health
lift; and he had just about made up his
mind to get it, when one morning he saw
her rush out and pull a six-year-old shade
tree up by the roots, ami chase a book agent
clear across the street. Then he changed
his mind, and invested the money in a lad
der, so he could get up on the roof at a
seconds warning, without squeezing through
the scuttle.
Henry Ward Beecher says that there is
no such thing as can’t, and yet Henry re
peatedly says. “I can't lecture for less
than 8500 a night.” If we recollect rightly,
his reply to important questions when under
examination in the Tilton adultery case was,
“ I can't say,” “ I can't answer,” ” I can’t
tell,” “ I can’t remember.” Besides, we
think brother Beecher clearly demonstrates
the existence of can’t in every sermon he
preaches.
AUGUSTA AND KNOXVILLE R. R.
■Macrtintnatlon* In Freight* VugiiMta
In the Rack* roontl Tlic Railroad
•II llll|MTl!VC
Mini be Until.
(VrreejKmdenre A is<rutta CirnffitufumaUtf.
Office of J. F. <£ L. J. Mim.fr, )
Auoukta, Ga., March 3d. 1877. j
Mkhskh. Editors: We crave space in
your columns to urge the importance of
starting the Augusta and Knoxville Hail
road at once. The discrimination against
Augusta, in the matter of freights, is se
verely felt by our business houses, and un
less some determined effort is made that
will bring Western produce to our city ns
cheaply as it is freighted to Atlanta and
and other competing ports, the business of
Augusta will soon dwindle into insignifi
cance.
Our correspondent at Bowling Green
writes us as follows : “ Green line freights
South were advanced to-day from all sta
tions on Louisville and Nashville Railroad,
and this makes it impossible for me to sell
corn at delivered.’'
Where the old rates to Augusta ran from
44 to 48c., the new ones ure from 50 to 58c.,
a difference of 10c. per ItH) pounds. The
rates to Atlanta were raised lc. per 100
pounds, and to no other point was ad
vanced more or as much ns to Augusta.
As only anew and more direct avenue,
such as the Augusta and Knoxville Rail
road w ill open to the West and secure to
our city the advantage of cheaper freights,
it behooves 11s to commence the work of
building the rond immediately. If, Messrs.
Editors, we go to work in the right way,
the road can and will he built, and we trust
that appreciating its advantage, 30U will
endeavor to stimulate our people to move
in the matter.
Very respectfully, yours,
J. E. & L. J. Mim.fr.
NUMBER 20.
The ISrwopNprr.
The newspaper as a journal of news, has
not only become the great educator of in
dependent opinion, but it performs a
scarcely inferior function in quickening the
sensibilities of mankind and in broadening
and liberalizing the wholu tone of human
thought. The old narrowness and provin
cialism of sympathy and sentiment give
way to a cosmopolitan spirit—to the ha
bitual consciousness of world wide rela
tionship and interests—when a man re
ceives daily communications from his fel
lows all over the world, ami is touched
with no matter how momentary an effect
by the trials or triumphs, the joys or
griefs, the pleasures or pains of his neigh
bors far and near, around the globe. Tho
remotest item of news, the most trivial in
cident of life reported from strange people
and strange lands, is a message of human
brotherhood—an appeal from heart to heart
—and consciously or not the generous sen
sibilities in human nature are warmed and
broadened by an increasing influence, even
from the paragraphs and jottings that wo
skim with the eyes in the morning news
papers. The newspaper is, in truth, the
most powerful agent of all that arc acting
in what we call the civilization of mankind,
but it is so more strictly as a compendium
of current events and less as an organ of
opinions, and as a disseminator of ideas,
than most people appear to understand.
Hems of Interest.
The Indians believe that women was
formed of four bones of a man, and that
when the Great Spirit gave her active vital
ity her tongue moved first; and might be
added, fast.
DeWitt Talmage says : “Trade got by
trickery don't stick, and a dollar earned on
Sunday is a red-hot dollar. If you put it
in a bag with five thousand other dollars
that are all good it will burn a hole in the
bottom of the bag and let all the good dol
out with it.”
What a wonder is a newspaper! Full
of interesting matter, it comes to yon with
its contents as fresh as the ink with which
it is printed. Its columns are supplied
from the pen, and faom the telegraph ; cor
reapondcnce from far abroad and from
your neighborhood; the cream of other
publications; the last item of news, and
the editor’s comments on it all.
A special agent of the postoffice depart
ment engaged in looking into the accounts
of the Chicago postoffice, has discovered
that Gen. MacArthur, the postmaster, is a
defaulter to the amount of $38,000. The
fact was ascertained Saturday, when Gen.
MacArthur telegraphed his resignation to
the Postmaster-General at Washington and
then went into voluntary bankruptcy. It
is believed his bondsmen are also in bank
rupt.
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Purifier, recognized all over the World as
the best tonic, invigorator and purifier of
the blood. For puny and weak children,
or delicate females, an absolute necessity.
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Louis.