The Sun. (Hartwell, GA.) 1876-1879, September 05, 1877, Image 1

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(omin uni rated. Messrs. Editors: Please allow me to say something through your columns to Church memt>ers. This'is a critical time with us. For the first time in several years we have an abundant peach crop, and I fear many are using it to the damna tion of their souls. It is strange how much brandy some small families require as a 44 medicine.” In my eyes this is a very tliin excuse for having fruit distilled, "When we confine the use of liquor to this requirement, it is a very rare thing indeed that it is needed. The very name of brandy makes my heart sick. Only last week we hear of the very sad death of a child in this County from the effects of new peach brandy. The example of many of our Church members in having fruit distilled, and in treating their friends who visit them, and in giving the sweetened toddy to their own families is very demor alizing to the Church. Some of them say. **Oh. it is no harm for me to take mv morning dram ; I don't get drunk. I’ve been doing it all my life, when 1 felt like it.” My brother, did you feel like taking a drink of brandy when you obtained that blessed hope? Did anybody ever feel like drinking whisky while under the influence of the Divine Spirit? Then, on the other hand, who ever felt the love of Christ in his soul while under the influence of liquor? Now in the midst of revivals the devil uses this strong weapon to destroy the good results. Serious impressions are driven away and doubts as to the reality of religion take their place. One drain drinking Church member can do more harm by bis example than a dozen drunk ards or drinking men out of the Church. I know that many do not consider drink ing as serious a matter as 1 do; and it is more the result of custom and training than anything else with them ; but why is it that they do not heed the daily warn ings that present themselves. It is not necessary for me to enumerate the terrible and numberless 'crimes and miseries that arise from this one causer— dram drinking.X Parents, do you know that allot' your chil dren can control their appetites and crav ings as you do ? Old men, how many drunkards have you already made bv giv ing some innocent hoy his first dram ? Mothers, do not be surprised that your sons are out-breaking, vile sinners, and your prayers and those of the Church, as well as the exhortations and touching ser mons of the preacher are not answered and blessed, when you have raised those same boys to believe that there is no harm in dram drinking. Why need the Church care for dancing, card playing, and such like, when they tolerate this devil's de light. There is nothing wicked to which it does not lead. lam surprised that any member of the Church who takes his dram should vote to cxpell a member for getting drunk. Still we see it done in all the Churches over the land. If we want to do our duty, we must strive to exert a good influence by example as well as by pre cept. Brethren if you will drink, with draw from the Church. Do not try to serve Cod and the devil, for in doing so you will cause others to be damned. How much better is a drunk Church member than one who makes no pretentions to Christianity? * Ilow would a mourner at the altar feel if a leader in the Church, whose breath was poisoned with liquor, should come around him telling him how to find Christ ? Still 1 see such characters doing this very thing after having taken their dram befote going to Church. It is indeed alarming to see how bold the devil is. I confess that this one thing gives me more trouble than all others. How is it that I could not take a single drink with out feeling that I had grievously sinned, when others professing to enjoy the love of Cod in their hearts, can drink regularly? Teetotaler. The Last Moments of the Convention. Special Telegram to theqEai annah Xctvs. Atlanta, Ga.. August 25.—The read ing and revising of the new Constitution was finished soon after ten o’clock. A deeply impressive prayer, returning thanks to Almighty God for His protect ing care, and invoking His blessing upon the finished work of the Convention, was offered by Rev. Dr. Tharpe ; after which President Jenkins, amidst profound atten tion, made one of the most impressive and appropriate farewell addresses that ever fell from human lips. Ilis emotion finally overcame him, and, with tearful eyes and choking voice, he said: “God bless you all—farewell.” During the impressive prayer and more impressive farewell there was scarcely a dry eye in the Convention or in the crowded galleries. General Eli Warren, venerable with years and a life long associate of Governor Jenkins, wept like a child. General Toombs spoke to-night to an im mense crowd of ladies and gentlemen in the rotunda of the Kimball House for over an hour, reviewing the work of the Con vention. He pronounces it the best Con stitution in the world, and the Convention the most incorruptible and truest body of men he has ever seen in a public experience of over forty years. They have done their work well, locked the public treasury and given the key to the people. He fully en dorses the entire Constitution and predicts its ratification by an immense majority. His speech was loudly applauded. Atlanta will ratify sure. No Escape. Woman's Journal. “ No man will ever prosper who has the curse of a ruined woman upon him. Ihe murderer of the body can be tried and ex ecuted by the world's laws, but the mur derer of the soul is tried by heaven's laws, and the execution is as sure as divine jus tice.” Aunt Betsy said this as she folded the white hands of a beautiful girl, and put white flowers and green leaves about the niarble-cold forehead. There was a tiny baby beside the girl-mother. The house was hushed and there was mourning such as few people know. Half glad that the mother and child were dead, the rest of the family must perform the last sad office of burial and Dear the family shame. A i haunted house ! God the architect and I man the spoiler. The curse is there, and I the destroyer cannot escape,” VOL. 11—MO. 2. The Aired Tr it nip. Oil City Derrick. The lady of a Cottage Hill house, the nurse-girl and cook, held a brief consulta tion. and concluded that an old man whose toes stuck a rod out of his hoots, and the crown of whose summer hat was held by a hinge of straw and flapped up and down in the wind, disclosing the fact that the aged wearer was bald, very bald, must he re ally worthy. and they inviteirhim to a seat in the kitcllcn while his breakfast was be ing prepared. The fragrance of the frving pnn revived the drooping spirits of the aged tramp, and unloosed his streams of conversation which the cold charities of the world had frozen up. Tilting his chair back lie said : 44 The people of the oil regions appear to get along right slick. Everywhere I have been things look comfortable and h me like, and business seems to he crowding right ahead.” With this as a starter, the old man car ried the conversation through state and national politics, religion, literatnre, ic. “ I like my meat well done,” he suggest ed to the cook, who he observed was pre paring to lift his steak from the stove; 44 and that reminds me ”he went on. 44 that the Russians arc persuing an under-done wishy-washy course on the hanks of the Danube.” lie tightened the cord that held his coat together in lieu of buttons, flapped an ear to unseat a troublesome fly. and continued: 44 Dog my cats if it doesn't make me about half mad at the Czar. If I had command of that army, do yoil know what I would do ?” and he shut one eye and glared at the lady of the house as inquiring as a cate chism. No one seemed to know. 4 * 1 would push right across,'’ exclaimed the old man. striking the sink with his list, 44 and if I wouldn’t make those greasy Turks hunt their holes there’s no here after. All ft requires is a little pontoon bridge and a little git up and go ’long Mary Jane.” His breakfast was ready, and thrusting his lojjs under the table with the air of a man who had just bought the house and lot and paid the money down, he harpoon ed a roasted potato and continued : “Old Hopengofetchit. who has command of the Russian zouaves, is in the best posi tion in the world to skip right along into Constantinople and take possession of the court house. I would do it—l swear to gracious I would do it,” and he reached out and captured a hard-boiled egg. “I would do it so quick it would make their everlasting heads swim. Then I would take a run across the Mediterranean, flop down on the Suez canal boats, tear up the tow-path and take possession of the mules. Then across the country to the Gulf of Mexico, I would fly as the hurri cane, leaving death and destruction in my —see here, Susan.'’ he said, breaking short and addressing the nurse-girl, 44 for the love of heaven, don’t hold the baby with its head down.” The old gent continued to draw in the victuals like a man who hadn't tasted a bite for six months, and talking in a way to turn a book agent green with envy. He told the woman what Congress ought to do when it meets, and finally shoved away from the table, wiped his lips with the cloth and asked them if they had an old pair of pants that wasn’t bagged at the Knees. The pants were hunted up and handed to him by the lady of the house, who in turn asked if he would go into the garden patch and kill a few potato bugs for her. “ Potato bugs,” he said, as he gathered up his hat and passed to the door, “ potato bugs are something with which I have had no experience. I don’t know one from a jay bird. But a friend of mine will be here about noon who can kill more potato bugs in a minute than you could shake a stick at. I’ll leave a chalk mark on the gate-post and he will call. Ta-ta.” and the aged tramp tipped his hat gayly and was off, his stomach sticking out in front of him like a bay window. Appearances. When a man begins to go down hill he is very apt to betray the fact by his exterior ; he wears a long face, allows his clothes to look shabby, and looks like one bereft of hope or prosperity. Now this is very poor policy; the sympathy or assistance of friends is not gained by wearing a dirty shirt, and unless a man acts as though he had confidence in himself he must not ex pect to inspire it in others. And so with the external appearance of everything. Neatness of appearance does not end with a man's credit, but often enhances the value of articles which he may have for sale. This is especially true upon the farm, and we will venture to say that the farmer who attends to the exterior of things in general such as clean stables and animals, clean yards and buildings, and fences in good repair, will obtain from five to ten per cent more for the products of his farm than one who neglects such sim ple matters. If any one doubts the effect of external appearance upon values in market or elsewhere, let him try sending butter to market in an old weather beaten firkin, no matter how good the butter, or how clean the firkin may be on the inside. If this does not satisfy, try some stained and dirty eggs, or half plucked poultry. Producing a good article is one thing, but selling it to advantage is another, and the good salesman generally makes the most money of the two. The importance of a fair exterior can scarcely be overestimated. This principle is potent in any branch of trade, and m every grade of society, there fore it is too important to be overlooked or passed unheeded. - “Capital weather, Mr. Jones, capital weather ! My wife’s got such a cold she can’t speak. I like such weather.” HARTWELL, GA., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 5, 1877. Major Tom (Milllrrc. Everybody knows or ought to know Tom Ochiltree, of Texas. Major Tom Ochil tree. the American Beau Rrummel. a con fident of Jefi* Davis, a bosom friend of Grant, who made him United States mar shall for Eastern Texas. The most com fianionable, jolliest, good-for-nothing fel ow that ever lived on other people's mon ey, is Tom Ochiltree of the auburn locks. Tom served in the cotfoderato army du ring the war. and in the federal civil service after the war. He “accepted the situa tion ” after the “ break-up ” Tom always accepted the situation or anything else that would b,e of any benefit to Major Ochil tree. Asa story-teller, a stamp-speaker and a good fellow generally, he has no equal. He is always impecunious, always flush. How ho gets money to spend no one ran tell ; he manages to live in a style it would require a millionaire's income to support, he probably cannot tell himself. During the war he was aid-de-camp on the staff’of General Dick Tavlor. and was sent to carry dispatches to Richmond reporting a Revere engagement 'in Arkansas. He was compelled to pass down into Texas in order to make his way through the federal lilies. One night he stepped at a fine man sion in Northern Texas. The only mem bers qf the family at home were a lady and her young and lovely daughter. The only son of the lady of the house was abserft in the confederate army. Tom's confederate uniform secured him a hospitable reception. The lady had heard rumors of a great bat tle having been fought and was anxious to obtain tidings ofher son, and finally, after Tom had given a glowing description of the battle, she hesitatingly inquireu if he knew a young officer named . in the army. “Know him. madam !” cried Tom, “why lie was my hosotn friend, we were intimate as brothers; in the heat of battle he fell by my side ; I was with him during his last ; moments; he breathed his last in my arms.” The old lady stared at him wildly for a moment, then she cried : “My son ! my son !” and fell fainting into thu arms of her daughter. The two ladies left the room, and for hours Tom could hear their bitter sobs in an adjoining apartment. When copious floods of tears had alleviated their grief, the young lady reentered the room, her eyes red with weeping, and with tear stained checks, she approached Tom and said beeween her sobs. “ Both my mother and myself desire to know your name, that we may always hold it in kind remembrance for your friendship and de votion to our dear, departed George.” 44 Miss,” said Tom, “ I only done what was inspired of me as a friend, a soldier and a gentleman. lam Major Ochiltree, of the confederate army.” The young lady stepped back and responded with amazement. 44 What!” she cried, 44 are you Tom Ochiltree?” 44 Major Tom Och iltree, at your service. Miss.” was the re ply. The young lady turned, and rush ing back to the other room, cried out : Stop crying mother, it’s all right; George is alive and well. Why that fellow is Ly ing Tom Ochiltree, the mau who would rather tell a lie on credit than tell the truth for cash I” (•cncral Lee's Example. White Sulphur Cot. K. T. Express. When the rebellion had exhausted itself, and General Lee had surrendered to Gen eral Grant, an engineer of the Confederacy, a friend of the writer, who had fought it. out to the bitter end, and only gave up when Jefferson Davis and his party were finally brought to a surrender in Georgia, presented himself to Lee for advice. “ 1 have,” said the defeated General and en gineer, “ a profession and offers to go to Russia; I cannot well bear the misfortune of defeat; but what would you advise me to do?” The answer was wortlry alike of a true A meriean and one of the foremost of the sons of Virginia : “Dons I have done. Surrender to the Union forces. Take the oath of allegiance, keep the oath, and endeavor in good faith to build up what, for four years, civil war has been pulling down. I have pledged my word to do this, and I intend to do it!” And Lee, from the hour of his painful surrender, wdiich was not until over a quar ter of a million of Union troops closed up on thirty or forty thousand of broken spirited Confederates, never hesitated eith er to counsel or to work for the restoration of the Union. Everywhere therefore, the name of Lee at the South is a talismanic word. In almost every house there is a portrait of the Southern leader, and his name and example, which irf 1861 was an inspiration for resistance, became in 1805 both the revelation and reason for sub mission. In 1865 the South was not only exhausted in all its material wealth—the land excepted —but it needed the example of men like General Lee to recreate the Southern country. Slavery was gone, and all organized labor for a time went with it. The railroad power was exhausted, and the horses and cattle and machinery were almost totally destroyed. A rijf With a Unman Head. Memphis Ledger. Dyersburg, Tenn., is excited over the birth of a pig with a human head. The pig was born on the 7th inst. It has a per fect human face and head, the rest of its formation being that of any other pig. It has red hair on its head; its teeth, mouth and eyes are strangely human ; while one ear is that of a hog, the other is that of a little child. This new and strange produc tion is the wonder of the neighborhood. The Indianapolis Herald states that when General Howard kills an Indian he halts the entire command and holds religious services over the remains of the extinct red. There has been no service of the kind for several weeks. A Trick nt fiinl*. Cor. Chicago J'rihuue. A friend of mine was witness, a few days ago, to a sharp trick of cards on a passen ger train of one of our Western railroads noted for the favor in which three-card noonte-mon and other cardsharps hold it. A well-dressed, clerical looking gentleman had attracted a crowd of gaping passengers around him by a number of ingenious and skillfully-executed tricks with a pack of playing-cards several times slapping them down on his knee, he said : 44 I’ll bet anv innn in the crowd thnt 1 can cut the jack of diamonds at the first attempt.” Every one hung hack suspiciously, until a green gawkv looking individual, with hay-seed in his hair, pushed his way forward. 44 Mis ter,” he questioned, 44 may I take a squint at them keerds?” “Gertainly,” replied the professional, as ho handed them over. The countryman inspected them suspicious ly. and then apparently satisfied, returned them, but did not take the bet. 44 The | cards arc all right, aren’t they?” the pro fessional asked. 44 Ya’as, I guess they’d suit me.” the countryman said hesitating ly. “ Why dont you take my bet’ then r” 44 Waal I don't know ; I ain’t much of a betting man.” The professional saw that the countryman was more than half inclni ed to take him up. and to make sure of his game he said : 44 Come I'll hot >lO to >5 ; I*ls, s'2o to 45!” 44 Blamed if I don’t take ye,” exclaimed the countryman, af ter a moment’s hesitation, and. diving into his pocket, he drew out a strip of calico (apparently a sample to show his girl), some confectionery, a plug of tobacco, sev eral horse-shoe nails, and lastly, a dyspep tic-looking leather wallet, from which ho extracted a greasy >5 greenback, which lie placed in the hands of a bystander. The professional speedily covered the deposit with a S2O fresh from Uncle Sam's bureau, and then, thoroughly shuffling the cards as a prelude, he grasped the pack finally in one hand, and, producing a sharp pocket knife, he actually cut every card in the pack in two. “ There,” he exclaimed triumph antly. 44 haven’t I cut the jack of dia monds?” “I’ll he eternally chawed and swallowed if you have,” replied the coun tryman, producing that veritable card from his sleeve, whither he had dextrously conveyed it while pretending to examine the cards. The countryman quietly pock eted the stakes, and the professional slunk off into another car. A Warning to (irimdim |init. T hear a good story, writes a contribu tor to the London Mayfair, which illus trates the desirability of* elderly gentlemen strictly observing the truth in their com munications with the third and fourth gen generation. A grandfather, well-known in the house of lords, was the other day amicably chatting with his grand-daughter, who was seated on his knee. “ What makes your hair so white, grand papa?” the little maiden asked. “ I am very old. my dear ; I was in the ark,” said his lordship, with a reckless dis regard for truth which docs not prepossess one in his favor. “Oh 1” said her little ladyship, regard ing her distinguished relative with fresh interest, “are you Noah ?” “No, I am not Noah.” “ Are vouShem, then?” “ No, J am not Shem.” “ Are you Ham ?” “ No, I am not even Ham.” “ Then you must be Japhet.” insisted the little maiden, at the end of her histori cal tether, and growing somewhat impa tient with the difficulty which surrounded her aged relative’s identification. “No, I am not Japhet,” said his lord ship, wagging his head, intensely enjoying the joke. “ Then, grandpapa.” said the little mai den, firmly and decisively, “you are a beast.” The Georgia llelit. Anderson Intelligencer. The action of the Georgia Constitutional Convention upon the State debt question has been very much misrepresented. The Convention recognized the settlement of the debt as made by the Legislature, ex cept that it declared the endorsement of tho State on certain railroad bonds invalid, because it was made by the Bullock gov ernment without the State receiving one cent for it, and was really about such a debt as the Blue Ridge Railroad scrip, but without even as much justice as a part of that had. The holders of these bonds have no cause to complain, for their debt is as good as it was before the State en dorsed it, and as they paid nothing for the State’s endorsement they have lost noth ing. Neither have the repudiationists any right to point to Georgia as an example, for she has repudiated no just debt. She has done exactly what South Carolina ought to do, namely, separate her just debt from the fraudulent debt, attempted to be imposed upon her people. - Didn't Know what the Matter Wa*. A stalwart man rushed into a doctor’s office in Newark, Ohio, the other day, with the cry : “For God’s sake pump me out quick.” “What is wrong with yon?” in quired the doctor. “ Get the pump ready while lam telling you. I'm burning up inside. Hurry. I took a drink down on Gingerbread row. They have put up a job on me. lam poisoned.” The doctor sud denly interposed : “ Why I smell some thing burning myselfand opening the patient’s waistcoat, found a hole three inches in diameter burned in the shirt front. While the stalwart citizen w r as taking his drink, lie had dropped a cigar stump between his waistcoat and shirt. “Didn’t you smell smoke?” asked the doctor. “ You’re right, I did; but 1 thought it was coming out of my mouth.” WHOLE NO. SL A Woiiwlcr. .1 nitcrum Intelligencer. A man named Joe! B. Newton, of about fifty years of age, and an inhabitant of the Corner of this (’minty, was committed to jail in this place last week upon the charge of having committed a most outrageous and infamous crime upon one of his own daughters, and for having attempted to commit the same heinous outrage upon an other daughter. Newton was originally from Pickens County, hut has resided at his present home for fifteen or twenty years, and has been a well-to-do and kind lv-thought-of citizen during that period. His wife has been a lunatic confined in the Asylum for some time since, hut there have been no indications of insanity on his part. It is one of the most revolting charges that has over been tried in an An derson court, and for the Nakc of the ac cused. ns well as for the reputation of the Countv. we hope he can prove himself en tirely innocent. If he is guilty, however, there is no human punishment severe enough to expiate his crime. We learn that he will lie defended at the coming court by Messrs. Moore A Allen, and in justice to the prisoner public judgment should he suspended until after the judi cial trial. Hot Air Horse. Louisville Courier Journal. 44 A man in Philadelphia has invented a horse that is propelled l>v hot air. and which he says will earry a load of 15.0(H) pounds over an ordinary road a hundred miles a day.” This is the most alarming invention that tlio ingenuity of man, in spired by the dickens, has ever contrived. That man ought to he taken out and shot, and his horse knocked into kindling wood. Let, this new horse he universally adopted, as it inevitably will he, and what is to be come of the old one? The raeo will be come extinct of course. And then some body will invent a hot-air man to ride and drive that hot-air horse, and what will be come of us men ? Speedily extinct, of course. Why, don’t you see where it will all end if this thing is not stopped at once? It won’t he long before the present stylo of men ami horses will ho entirely abolish ed—wined out completely—and their places taken by diabolical contraptions in their shape run by hot air ! A nigh old world this will he when we come to such a pitch as that. The horse can’t help himself, hut man can, and if he doesn’t wnnt to see both wiped from the face of the earth, it is about time for him to step forward and say so. A Uu(hl Mini. Detroit Free Frees. A middle-aged woman has called at the postoflice two or three times daily for the past week, to see if there was any mail to lief address. Her anxiety finally became so great that she explained that she was expecting money from her husband, who was off on his annuat vacation. Yesterday morning she was made glad by receiving a postal card from him. She retired to one of the windows and read aloud to herself: " IlUAll Wiw I*A nVIIA JMJU Mr Hll this, but you see I’d have to pin it on, and someone might take it off. put a counter feit in its place, and when I got home you’d be in jail.” She read it over again, and there wore tears in her eyes as she mused : “ lie’s the nest man on earth. Few hus bands would have been as thoughtful as that. I don’t know good money from bad, and but for his thoughtfulness I might pass this very night in jail. I see now what a narrow escape I’ve had, and I’ll take tho children and go and board with my brother in-law for the next two weeks.” Auien. A correspondent, writing from Lacon, 111., sends the following anecdote of a boy’s attempt at defining : During the last winter there was a relig ious interest at Varna, 111. The pastor of the Methodist church, the Rev. Mr. Dem ing, was in the habit of holding daily a children’s meeting, at which the boys and girls stopped for a few moments on their way from school. In order to interest and instruct the children, the pastor presented a variety of topics. One day he asked the meaning of “ Amen.” No one answered. " You have often,” said the clergyman, “heard the brethren say 1 Amen ! Amen !* while someone was praying. What did they mean? If any one knows let him hold up his hand.” Up jumped a little fellow, so eager to answer as not to wait for recognition. “ I know !” he called out. “It means hurry v]t and get through /” There was an audible smile, and many of the elders, we have no doubt, felt that the definition would be very useful if it could be generally accepted, and “ Amen” used to shorten long prayers. A schoolmistress in a neighboring town who had long been annoyed by the perver sities of a male pupil of nineteen, on one of the closing days of last term kept him in and undertook to whale him. He, how ever, disarmed her, and returned several kisses for each blow. The school-mistress, unable to forgive this breach of discipline, looked him sternly in the face, and, shak ing her forefinger at him in a menacing manner, said solemnly : “ William, I will give you precisely fifteen minutes to stop hugging me, and if you disobey me I shall punish 3 f ou very severely.” A love-sick swain went out the other night to serenade his sweetheart. By some mistake he got to the house of an old bach elor, but being ignorant of this fact, ho started up in a melodious voice, “ Sweet Evelina, dear Evelina, my love for thee shall never, never die,” &c. Hearing tho window open, he looked up, expecting a beautiful boquet or some other sweet to ken. Imagine his surprise at hearing a man’s voice singing. “ Hello, down there ! What the hell you doin' there? Your Ev elina lives four doors below here !” Libbie Grant, aged eight, swam the East river, at New York, on Wednesday. Ow ing to a strong tide she had to swim about a mile, which she accomplished in fifteen minutes. No kin to Ulysses, he don’t like so much water in his'n. A St. Louis reviewer wwotc an article entitled “Martin Luther—Diet of Worms,” and the compositor set it up, “ Martin Lu ther died of worms.”