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SHALL WE EDUCATE THE NEGRO
Fort Worth (Texas) Standard.
"tt'e say by all means give him as good a
chance, if not better, than the whites. Pile
up knowledge of all kind and from every
source to elevate and instruct him. Let
the matter be thoroughly tested. Let his
warmest friends at the north see whether
lie is capable of being so elevated and re
fined as to stand side by side with the
white in all the arts and sciences of the
age. If education will do this it will un
unfold the greatest wonder of the age. In
our opinion there is not a negro of pure
African blood to be found in the United
States who is capable of receiving anything
more than a simple rudimentary education.
Wherever there is found any degree of in
ject it is amongst the mixed blood. We
admit that some of that kind is capable of
improvement. The pure African is noth
ing more than an imitator. Y'ou may beat
and hammer a certain degree of knowledge
in him, but like the parrot which is taught
certain kinds of speech, he never knows
how to Improve. You may lay as many
foundations as you like to erect an intellec
tual structure, out it will never be built,
for the knowledge he has gained is only
limited, and he has not the mind to widen
it out. All observation goes to prove this.
Take a negro twelve years old and learn
him to plow, raise him up to manhood with
the ideas first taught him, and he will stick
to that knowledge no matter how much
improvement is going on around him. lie
has not the brain capacity to improve.
Hut suppose we elevate him in the scale of
intellectual knowledge; suppose we give
him what his advocates say he is capable
of receiving—a good education—will that
make him the equal of the white man ?
Never ! The Almighty put the brand of
Cain upon him, and all the rubbing and
scrubbing of sanctimonious radicalism will
never make him white. YY’e had nothing
to do with making him black, and it is idle
for us to attempt to make him anything
more than he is. Every effort made for
this purpose is foolishly opposing the un
alterable decrees of God. YY c don’t care
where it is, whether north or south, let it
be known that a respectable father and
mother has had one of their daughters
to marry a man of the African race, and
one agonizing wail will be heard coming up
from that household. They had rather,
much rather, follow their daughter to the
tomb than for her to bring this disgrace
upon the family. The negro can never oc
cupy any other than a secondary and infe
rior position in society. Every attempt
made to convince him that he is the equal
of the white race, is opposing the decrees
of God. and bringing bloodshed upon his
race. We want to see the negro educated.
This will convince him, if anything can of
the importance of knowing his just posi
tion in society. The negro has a vague and
confused idea of right and wrong. Educa
tion may learn him a correct knowledge of
the difference between ineum and tuum.
If education will exalt his ideas and make
him worthy of respect and consideration
let us, by all means, give it to him. As
he now lives, all candid men must acknowl
edge that he is nothing but a drone in
society.
Four Babic§.
St. Louis Republican.
People living on Piddle street were
thrown into a state of ecstatic delight yes
terday, to learn that Mrs. Anthony Dean
had during the preceding night given birth
to a brood of four children—three boys
and a girl. The reporter after being nearly
squeezed flat by a bevy of enthusiastic
girls from North St. Louis finally succeed
ed in reaching the top of the stairs, where
he was speedily admitted to the chamber of
the Dean family. On a double bed at the
east side of the room lay the mother, with
a sympathetic neighbor on either side. One
was fanning the patient and the other was
obeying the instructions of Mrs. Robinson,
the midwife, not to let anybody speak to
Mrs. Dean. The mother was apparently
only about half conscious, and seemed to
be much prostrated. Her face, which is
quite pretty, was very pale and her large
eyes were heavy. The heat of the little
chamber was oppressive, and it seemed
cruel for the crowd to continue to block
the doors. In response to inquiries as to
the condition of mother and children, the
attendants said that the doctor thought
Mrs. Dean would recover, but she was
very low. As to the children, one of the
boys had died a short time after birth, but
the girl and the other two boys were appa
rently strong, healthy babes.
The three children lay on a narrow bed
at the north side of the room, with a blan
ket spread over them, leaving their pudgy
heads uncovered. Women come in and
view them in flocks. Rapturous exclama
tions came from every visitor. “Aren't
they cute?” “Oh, the little dears
“ Did you ever see anything so cunning t
“ Pd just like to pinch one !”
There were three little heads together
on the blanket, three pairs of eyes blink
ing in a row, three pudgy noses apparent
ly laid on the doughy faces, three mouths,
which, be it thankfully noted, were closed
and silent. The middle one had something
resembling a miniature fist at the extremi
ty of an arm which seemed to be the un
discovered way to a mouth. A group of
girls stood and looked at them.
“ That one will have a pug-nose,” said
one.
“ Which is the girl?”
“The one this way.”
“ Why, she's got the most hair.”
“ And so black, too.”
“How much do you suppose they
weigh?”
“ They average a little over five pounds,”
said the midwife.
“Oh. ray !”
“ O-h-h !” -
(Here followed a whispered calculation
among the girls.)
“ Twenty pounds !” and they gave way
to a fresh group.
On a table between the two windows at
the west side of the apartment was a tiny
coffin of dark wood, ornamented with a
SUO A YEAR.
plated cross and other neat trimmings. In
it lay the form of the dead infant—the un
fortunate of the quartet. As it lay with
the light of tapers thrown full upon the
face, it seemed quite as lifelike as the three
other little forms at the other side of the
room. Sad as was the sight, it appeared
to have very’ little effect on the visitors.
They centered all their attention on the
mother and surviving babies.
The mother was born in Ireland, but has
been twenty-two years in this country.
Her husband is also Irish. He has but
one arm, and has been employed as private
watchman in the vicinity of Broadway and
Cherry street, but is at present out of work.
There were already four children in the
family before the arrival of these little
strangers, and of course there is genuine
need of aid here. The attention of the
charitably disposed is invited.
“The i'ottontot.”
Extracts from an Address on the “Southern Fool,"
Delivered before the South Carolina Freer
Association, by tieorye IC. Jlayby.
The next form of Southern fool which I
shall consider is the agricultural fool;
what I should call in Virginia the tobacco
worm, but in this State the Cottontot.
Gentlemen, there are Hottentots and there
are Cottontots. The oxides of years lie
upon my geographic memory, and I am a
little confused as to the Hottentots and
Patagonians. I only know that they’ are
extreme Southern people, and that neither
are famous as yet for intelligence. The
Cottontot belongs to the same category.
A Cottontot I take to be a person who.
growing nothing but cotton, has to buy
every earthly thing that he uses or con
sumes ; consequently rarely or ever saves
anything, and finds himself at the end of
the year the property of his commission
merchant—himseli the property of the
Northern man, for you'll look in vain to
find a business which does not have a
Southern noodle at one end playing drudge
for a smart Y ankee at the other. The
Cottontot. I say, finds himself the proper
ty of his commission merchant, who don't
want him—won't have him at any price,
and yet can't get rid of him without bank
rupting himself. A pretty exemplifiaca
tion of the vicious business circle all
around, isn’t it?
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The Cottontot is a fool in various other
ways—in the mode, for example, of buy
ing his goods. There can he no plainer
business proposition than this—that when
a man has cheated or deceived you repeat
edly, common sense requires that you shall
drop him instantly and deal with him no
more forever. Duty to yourself and your
family’demands that you should never for
get and never forgive in this case. And
what is true in business is equally true in
politics, is it not? Your political life de
pends on your answer to this question.
But what does your Cottontot do? Com
ing to town and finding some adventurer
with a lot of auction goods or a compro
mise stock, he quits the old established
houses, well known to him, and spends the
very money due to these houses in buying
trash and shoddy from this adventurer.
Finding himself cheated again, he simply
laughs, and say’s, “ I tell you these chaps
are smart, they are keeners, they are,”
but if the old established house so much
as disappoint him he damns it as “an in
fernal, unprincipled Yankee concern.”
The Presbyterian <;enerai Assembly.
The General Assembly of the “ Presby
terian Church in the United States of
America ” is composed of over 000 com
missioners. elected by 172 presbyteries.
The commissioners consist of an equal del
egation of ministers and elders from each
presbytery in the following proportion :
Each presbytery consisting of not more
than twenty-four ministers sends one min
ister and one elder, and each presbytery
consisting of more than twenty-four minis
ters sends two ministers and two elders.
The Assembly meets every year on the
third Thursday of May. The statistics at
the meeting of the Assembly of 1876
showed 36 synods, 127 presbyteries. 705
candidates for the ministry. 4.744 minis
ters, 5,077 churches. 535,210 communicants
and 556,347 Sunday school members. The
contribution for ail purposes w ere £9.810,-
223. Of this large aggregate, £7,633,577
was paid for congregational expenses.
£314.693 for home missions, £399,756 for
foreign missions and £3,000,150 for miscel
laneous objects.
Planting: Wlilte Mkin on a Ulack Mini.
Abbeville Medium
There is a coal-black negro man in our
vicinity who will soon have a beautiful
white stomach —a stomach covered with as
pure white Democratic skin as ever grew
in Edgefield. This no doubt sounds both
ridiculous and alarming, but we will ex
plain. Some weeks back. Dr. Walter Hill
and Dr. Wallace Hland cut off from the
stomach of this negro a huge tumor weigh
ing many pounds, and upon the large bare
spot left by the operation they have plant
ed numberless little stars of skin nipped
from their own arms. These stars nave
taken root and are fast spreading out to
meet each other, so that, as we have
already said, the black man will soon have
a beautiful white Democratic stomach—at
all events on the outside. Science is won
derful, and in this case noble. Skin is
about all the Radicals and negroes have left
us, and to be thus generous with it is cer
tainly very magnanimous.
HARTWELL, GA., WEDNESDAY, JUNE (5, 1877.
Xvn* from the War.
Hurlinyton Hav.kcye.
Gaily the paper man
Toucheu his guitar,
"While he was reading the
News from the war.
Sinking, “ Y ou bet your boots
Now here'll be fun,
YY’e don't care who it shoots,
YY’ar has begun.’'
He sang as how he knew,
Six months before,
There'd have to be a Eu-
Ropean war.
Now he was glad enough
That it had come,
And his heart laughed at the
Roll of the drum.
Hut when the Czar at last
Arming his youth,
Sent Petrovlarsichiavst
Over to the Pruth,
When lbraimrustchukus
Met Stchobielefst><
Sighed the newspaper man,
“ Give us a rest.’’
No rest, for Khalifat
lrtschuskcamos-
Dsripstefcalmat-
Phrstchigolas
Met in the Held where
G u iguer venogorih-
Wallahnoskwapchtinere-
Prstch, Ac.
How Mr. Parker Taught a Thief.
“ Did I ever tell you how I caught a
thief once?” asked Mr. Parker of his friend
Mr. Johnson, as he sat smoking a pipe in
Mr. Johnson's comfortable “ place.'’
“ No. tell us about it,” said Mr. John
son, filling the glasses with fresh ale.
“ Well said Mr. Parker, “ 1 do not miqd
if I do.” You see I bought me a nice over
coat two or three years ago. It was one
of a lot of nice overcoats, and I was rather
proud of it. 1 hung it up in the hall one
day, and that evening, just as 1 was coming
into the hall from dinner, I saw a chap
getting out of the door with my overcoat
on. 1 rushed after him, but it was no go—
he got away. Next daj’ I met the fellow
on Broadway and had him arrested, but
when we came into court and l tried to
identify that coat he Ipid fifty other fel
lows there, and every blamed one of them
had a coat just like mine, and I couldn’t
swear to it ami the Judge had to let him
go. Perhaps I wasn't mad! ‘Great guns!’
said I, ‘am 1 to be robbed with impunity?’
‘ Parker, old boy.’ said I to myself, ‘ this
will never do!’ So 1 w r ent right back to
the store where I got the first coat and got
one exactly like it. Now, said I. I'll set a
trap for that young man and I’ll sec if I
can’t identify this coat. 1 baited my trap
with the new coat, and sure enough the
sneak thief come along and marched off
with it. 1 chased him, but the rascai got
away, and I began to wish I hadn’t been
so siiarp. Well, 1 looked for that fellow
more than a week ; at last 1 caught him !
‘ Young man,’ said I, * I w'ant that coat.’
‘There’s some mistake here,’ he said.
‘ Yes, sir, there is,’ said I ; ‘you’ve got an
honest man’s coat on.’
‘ Well, ‘said he’ bold as brass, ‘ I’ll go
to court with you. There’s a thousand
other coats like this in New' York. There's
no mark on it; you can’t swear to it.’
“ We’ll see ” said I.
“We went to court. There were the
fifty fellow's with coats just like mine, as
before. The Judge took the coat and ex
amined it.”
“ I find no mark.” said he ; ‘ can you
identify this as your property, Mr. Par
ker?’
“ Certainly,” said I my initials are in it.
The prisoner began to grin, for he had
searciied the coat, no doubt, and found no
mark.
“ Give me the coat,” said I. The Judge
handed me the coat, and, taking my pen
knife, I ripped the seam on the shoulder
and took out two small peas. ‘ There are
my initials,’ said I— ‘ P. P.—Peleg Par
ker.’
“ Well, I’m d—d !” said the prisoner.
He wasn’t (not just then at least.) conclu
ded Mr. Parker, with a benevolent smile,
‘ but he got two years in the penitentiary,
nevertheless.”
A Word to Boy.
J. O. Holland , St. Nichola * for May.
What do you think, young friends, ofthe
hundreds of thousands who are trying to
to cheat themselves and others into the be
lief that alcoholic drinks are good for them ?
Are they not to be pitied and blamed ?
Do you want to be one of these wretched
men? If we are to have drunkards in the
future, some of them are to come from boys
to whom I am writing; and I ask you
again if you want to be one of them? No?
Of course you don’t!
Well, 1 have a plan for you that is just
as sure to save you from such a fate as the
sun is to rise to-morrow morning. It never
failed ; it never will fail ; it can not fail;
and I think it is worth knowing. Never
touch liquor in any form. That is the plan,
and it is not only worth knowing, but it is
worth putting into practice.
I know you don’t drink now, and it
seems to you as if you never would. But
your temptation will come, and it probably
will come in this way :
You will find yourself, some time, with
a number of companions, and they will
have a bottle of wine on the table, They
will drink, and offer it to you. They will
regard it as a manly practice, and’ very
likely, they will look upon you as a milk
son if you don’t indulge with them. Then
what will you do! Eh ? YY'hnt will you
do? YY T ill you say, “Hoys, none of that
stuff for me ! 1 know a trick worth half
a dozen of that!" Or will you take the
glass with y’our own common sense pro
testing, and your conscience making the
whole draught bitter, and a feeling that
you have damaged yourself, and then *go
otf with a hot head and a skulking soul
that at once begins to make apologies for
itself, just as the soul of Colonel Backus
does, and will keep doing during all his
life.
A .Murderer’* ltemorae miml Niilrlile.
At the head of Culver canon, about thir
teen miles from Eureka, Nevada, in a deso
late and forbidden country, is a tumble
down shanty, evidently built by some coal
burners. .Some time ago a man in search
of stray stock happened to look into the
shanty. anti found (lie body ofa man d**,l,
in a rude buuk against the side of the cabin,
and near by, in a book was written Lee
Singleton's confession of the murder of
John Murphy six years since. They were
both feeders to a smelting furnace in Eu
reka; Murphy had insulted and struck
him, and, being the weaker man, Singleton
had harbored his revenge till one night
when they were alone he stunned his enemy
with a blow and thrust his body among the
vivid coals of the furnace. After the mur
der Singleton went into the charcoal busi
ness. and, accumulating he went
East and wandered restlessly about for
four years, when, by an irresistible fascina
tion. he was impelled to return to the scene
of his crime once more. There in his old
charcoal hut in the desolate canon the
tragedy was completed, and Singleton's
minute and circumstantial confession thus
concludes : “As soon as I finish writing
I shall take the poison and lay down in the
bunk. I don't suppose that any one ever
passes this way, and I shall probably lay
here and rot, or the vermin will feast on
me. I cannot go to a worse hell than what
I’ve been in for the last six years. If any
one finds this statement they can verify
the truth of it by looking over the books of
the smelting company, and they will find
mine and John Murphy's name on the pay
roll.”
Mr. Ntepbeuw and tli i'reucb Mluinler.
Jtoston Journal.
Seeing Alexander 11. Stephens carried
into the Supreme Court room to argue a
case. 1 was reminded of an incident which
occurred about twenty-live years ago,
wnen Senator Edward Everett and M. de
Sartigis, the French Minister, resided in
adjacent houses on G street. One evening,
as the guests invited by M. de Sartigis to
a dinner arrived. Mr. Stephens came in
evening dress. The polite Frenchman, not
having invited the Representative from
Georgia, asked him if he desired to con
verse witfi him. “ No, thank you !” re
plied Mr. Stephens. M. de Sartigis went
to his dining room, told his butler not to
announce dinner until that little gentleman
in the parlor had gone. After waiting a
quarter of an hour, with the knowledge
that his good cheer was being spoiled, he
again approached Mr. Stephens, saying:
“ Meester Steven, would you like to see
me about something ?” “ No, sir !” and as
the disconsolate host walked away with a
gesture of despair, Mr. Stephens said to
the gentleman with whom he was talking :
“ YVhat does that impertinent little French
man mean by thinking that I warn to talk
with him !” “ That,” was the reply, “is
our host, you know ; maybe he invited you
to have a little chat before dinner.’’ “Our
host ! why, I came here to dine with Sena
tor Everett, of Massachusetts.” The joke
was too good to be kept, and after Mr.
Stephens bad left the guest at the French
legation in a roar, he created another laugh
in Mr. Everett’s drawing room next day.
Old Hl.—His Idea of Ncftro Luck.
Atlanta Vonetitution.
They were discussing the hardships of
freedom, when one young negro said :
“Now, gen'lmen, yer kin talk jess ez
yer please, but dis nigger’s got a solid
piace, and he’s gwine to stick dar—free or
bond !”
“ Ef you'se solid, carry out dat platform,
’kase you’se in free nigger luck !” said Old
Si.
“ I is; ’kase my boss don’t ’low no fool
ing round when dar’s wurk ter do, but
when dat’s done he’s done. When his
clothes ‘gin ter git frazzled 'bout de edges
and slick ’round de elbows and de knees
I’se sartin ter fall heir ter dem soon—and
I eats vittels right offen de white folk’s
table !”
“ You'se walkin’ on broadcloff kyarpit,
nigger, and don’t yer let yer foot slip now,
’kase I’s talking when I sez dat white folks
like dat mos’ all of dem died in de war !
Dat’s de trufe, ef hit ain’t rit in no book !”
said Si.
“ Oh, I’se ankered dar, you kin better
believe l”
“ Right! ’kase, lemme tell yer, when a
nigger axes favors fum folks now de demo
crats tinks dat giving ter yer means sup
portin’ de radikil party, and de radikil dat
yer orter live cumfurtable on de intrust ob
yer freedum, and twixt de two de nigger
ginrully falls whar de sand are mouty thin,
de rocks mouty hard, and de apples clean
outen reach!”
ARMAGEDDON TO THE FRONT.
The EiuUrii Mar itiiil Prophtrlm to bo
Fnlflllfd.
.1 u.Oii (Texas) Standard.
In view of the impending conflict in Eu
rope, the following may interest your read
ers : About thirty years ago, a gentleman
residing in Middle Tennessee, and at the
time at the head of one of the largest and
most prosperous institutions of learning in
the South, published what purports to be
a true interpretation of the prophecies con
tained in the Bible. The work created a
lirofouml sensation, for the author was well
mown as being incomparable as a Hebrew
and Greek scholar, ami was respected by
theologians everywhere because of his tho
rough knowledge of the sacred writings,
in his work he agrees with all the eminent
commentators up to a certain period, after
which his interpretations are entirely dif
ferent from any ever made, and his argu
ments to sustain them arc unique and high
ly interesting. It is remarkable that Don
Castellar, the great Spanish statesman, in
r brilliant article published in the New
Y’ork Herald early last year, takes the
same ground ami entertains the same opin
ions that the author to whom I have al
luded does in regard to the future of this
country and the conflict now commencing
in Europe. That these two men should
entertain the same views from positions
differing so widely, is, to say the least, a
remarkable coincidence. But what I wish
to call your attention to at this time is the
following remarkable interpretation of one
of the prophecies of F.zekiel : “The Kings
of the South shall push or hutt at him, and
the King of the North shall conic against
him like a whirlwind, with chariots and
rriih many sfitps.“ Kiisslr Is tlie power
which the King of the South is to “ push.”
The King of the South is Turkey, on the
south of Russia, ami the King of the North
is Great Britain. This is evident, he say’s,
from its northern position as a great power,
ami from the immense naval, as well as
land forces, it possesses. He says the at
tack of England, or Great Britain, on Rus
sia is to be great ami furious but finally
unsuccessful; for Russia will move
on and more than gain her purpose. She
will conquer Asia Minor nmt the Turkish
empire generally, and will advance on Pal
estine, and “ shall have power over treas
ures of gold and silver, and over all the
precious things of Egypt.” YVhile en
gaged in these conquests, “ tidings out of
the East and out of the North shall trouble
him.” The tidings from the East and the
North may he the news of the disaffections
of the Papal power on account of the su
periority which Russia gives to the Greek
Church, and on account of holy places in
Judea. The word tidings seems also, ho
says, to indicate great insurrections. Ho
is positive that the Russian empire has two
great works to do : the first is to destroy
the Roman church in Europe, and the other
to attack the United States. He also states
in his book that before the war begins for
the conquest and annihilation of Turkey,
the French people would establish a repub
lic, and assist the United States at the time
Russia makes the attack. According to
this writer, the present war in Europe will
become general, and be the most tearful
the world has ever witnessed, and is to
take place before the 117th day of the year
1878.
NUMBER 41.
Incendiary Christianity.
Norfield, Long Island, has had a glorious
church fight. It presented a true picture
of the church militant. The Independent
Methodist Church got tired of its pastor,
Rev. Henry Newman Wright, and the
trustees told him he needn’t mind preach
ing for them any more. But he refused to
quit. The trustees told him if he came ho
would be excluded from the pulpit. He
came on Sunday, fought his way to the
pulpit and preached. The next Sunday
the trustees got early inside of the sacred
edifice and locked the doors on the preach
er. He and his party broke down the doors
and a scene of confusion ensued, which it
is not worth while to try to describe.
Wright and his party w'ere beaten, and
there was no preaching that day. The
next Sunday the war was to he renewed,
but the Sheriff and a posse were on the
ground to prevent the threatened collision
among the muscular Christians. On Mon
day Norfield had a fire. The church burst
into flames in several places and was soon
burned down, and while the church was
burning a passer by saw a fire kindled un
der the stoop of Rev. Wright's house. It
was a very promising blaze, but the dis
coverer. being a Wright man, informed the
family and the parsonage was saved The
church building was worth about £B,OOO.
It was probably the cheapest way to settle
the troubles. But the trustees did not suc
ceed in smoking the pastor out of the par
sonage.
A Remarkable Adventure.
The weather-cock on the steeple of the vil
lage church in Soudan, France, was time
worn and rusty, and broken, and those in
authority decided that it should be remov
ed. A man clambered up the steeple, but
just before he could reach the weather
cock he lost his balance and slid down for
seventy feet, then rebounded to the roof of
the church, and was precipitated to the
ground without being seriously injured.
Then a man named Chevalier strove to
haul himself up by means of a rope; but
at last his hands slipped and he fell back
ward. His foot caught in the rope, and
there he remained, one hundred and twenty
feet from the ground, with his head down,
beating the air with his arms, struggling to
recover himself, and swaying backward
and forward with a high wind. Pierre
Pean now stepped forth and volunteered to
mount to the rescue of Chevalier, but after
doing his best for three-quarters of an
hour he had to descend. His place was
taken by Moreau, who, climbing higher
than Chevalier, slipped a rope round hi3
body, and, cutting that which held his foot,
freed him from the fearful position in which
he had remained for three hours.
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