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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? ****** 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. — Old papers for sale at this office.