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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the State government in 1874, and were suppressed by your order, that if the sup port of United States troops be withdrawn, the government of which 1 am the head, would disintegrate, and Nicholls be install ed without violence and bloodshed.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 Ho use; and will attack the State House when I the soldiers are withdrawn from the city, t Their purpose being, by the annihilation [ of the officers of this government, to leave no Republican State for your successor's recognition.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. At Home or Abroad get Dr. J. 11. 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