The Sun. (Hartwell, GA.) 1876-1879, October 31, 1877, Image 1

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UJK’LB REJU’S A8 A KKItKL. For several months old Uncle 11 emus has been in the country raising, as he modestly excesses it a *' handful o’ corn an’ a pifler case full o’ ecttofi.” He was in town yesterday with some chickens to sell, and after disusing of the poultry called around to see us. “ Howdy, Uncle Remus." *• Poorly, boss, poorly. Dese Imre sudden coolnesses in de woder makes de old nigger feel like dcresump’n out er gear in his bones. Hit sorter wakens up the roomatix." •• How are crops. Uncle Remus ?" “Oh, craps is midliu. Ole Master ’membered de ole nigger we’n he wus ’stribntin’ de wedder. I ain’t com plainin’, l)oss. But I’m done wid farm in arter dis, lis i’er a (act. l)e niggers don’t gimme no peace. I can’t rest fer inn. Day steal mv shotes, an’ dey steal my chickens. No longerin las’ week I wits bleegd ter fling a handfull uv squill shot inter a nigger what wuz running off wid fo’ pullets an’ a rooster. I’m a gwine ter drap farmin’ sho. I’m gwine down inter ole lhitmon countv an’ live alonger Mars. Jeems.” “ Somel>ody was telling me the other day. Uncle Remus, that you saved vonr young master’s life during the war. How was that!*'’ *• Well, I dunno, boss," with a grin that showed that lie was lKith pleased and embarrassed. “ I dunno, boss. Mars. Jeems an’ Miss Km’ly, dey say I did." •• Tell me about it." “ You aint got no time fer ter set dar an’ hear de old nigger run on wid ’is mouf, is you?" *• Oli. plenty of time." “ Boss, is you ever bin down to Pnt mon county?” “Often." “ I>en you know whar de Brad Slaugh ter place is?" “ Perfectly well.” “ An’ Harmony?" “ Yes." “ Well, hit wuz right ’long in dere whar Mars. Jeems lived. Wen de war come ’long, he was living dere wid ole Miss and Miss Sally. Ole Miss wuz his ma, an’ Miss Sally wuz his sister. Mars Jeems wuz jes catching fer ter go off an’ light, but >le Miss and Miss Sally, dey tuk on so dat he couldn’t git off de fus year. B’m by times ’gun ter git putty hot, an’ Mars Jeems he up and sed he jes had ter go. an’ go he did. lie got a overseer fer ter look arter de place, an’ he went and jined de ninny. And he wuz a fighter, too. Mars Jeems wuz— one er de wuz kinc. Ole Miss uster call me to de big house on Sundays, and read what de pajiers say ’boot Mars. Jeems." “ 4 Remus.’ sez she, 4 here’s what de papers say ’bout my baby,’.and den she’d go on and read ontill she couldn’t read fer cryin’, ” 44 Hit went on dis way year in and year out. and dey wuz mighty lonesome times, boss, sho’s you born. Dey con scripting man come ’long one day, and lie jes everlastingly scooped up dat overseer, and den ole Miss, she sent ar ter me ami she say: 4 Remus. I aint got nobody fer ter look arter de place (u on and I say, Mistis, you kin jes ’pend on deole nig ger,—(l wuz ole den, lioss, let alone what I is now) —and you better b'leeve J lH>ssed (iem hands. I had dan nig gers up 'fore day, and de way dey did wuk wuz a cantion, Dey had plenty bread and meat, and good doze ter w ar. and dev wuz de fattest niggers in de whole settlement, “Hiineby, one day ole Miss she call me up and tell me dat deyankees done gone and took Atlanty, and den pres ently I hear dat dey wuz marching down to'rds Putmon, and de fust thing I knows, Mars Jeems he rid up one day, wid a whole company uv men. Jle jest stop long miff fer ter change hosses and snatch up a moiif nil uv sump'n t'eat, Ole Miss tolc him dat I wuz kinder bossing roun' and he call me up and say: •• • Daddy'—all ole Miss's chillun call me daddy—' Daddy,’ be say, • 'pears like dere’s going ter le mighty rough times round here, De yankees is done down ter Madison, and ’twoat be many days befo' dey'll be all thu here. Hit ain't likely dat dey'll bodder mother er sis ; but, daddy, ef de wuz come ter de wus, I spect you ter take keer un ’em.’ “ Den, I say, ‘ You bin knowing me a long time, nint vmij Mars. Jeems !' ** i . rr*n fo VOL. II—NO. 10. and de way he look dat dere wuz gwine ter be sho'miff trubble, and so 1 begun fer ter put de house in order, as de scripter sez. I got all de cattle and de bosses togedder and I driv’eiu over to de fo’ mile place. I made a pen in de swamp and dar I put de hogs, and I haul nine waggon loads uv com and w’eat and fishier to de crib on de fo’ mile place, and den I ground my ax. 44 Bimebv, one day, here come de yankecs, Dey jest swarmed all over keration. De Wixkls wuz full un um and de road was full un uni, and de yard was full un um. 1 done heerd dey wuz coinin' 'fore dey got in sight, and I went to de well and washed my face and 'hans, and den I went and put on my Sunday cloze, and by de time de Yankees hed arrove, I wuz setting in ole Miss's room wid my ax 'tween my knees. 44 Dem yankecs. dey jest ransacked de whole place, but dey didn't come in de house, and ole Miss, she sed she hoped dey wouldn't, when jest den wo hear steps on de porch, and here come two young fellers wid strops on dere aboul lers and swords draggin’ on de flo' and dere spurs rattlin'. I won't say I wuz skeerd, lioss, ’cause I wuzent. but I had a might}' funny feeling in de naberhoo i uv de gizzard.” “ Hello, ole man !” sez one. 44 Wat you doing in here?" Ole Miss didn’t turn her head, and Miss Sally look straight at de tier. 44 ’ Well, boss," sez I, 4 1 bin cutting some wood for old Miss, and I jes stop fer ter warm my ban’s a little.’ 44 4 Hit is cole, dat’s a fact,’ sez he. Den I got up and went and stood lie liine old Miss and Miss Sallie, a lean ing on ray ax. i)e udder feller he wuz standing over bv de side-bode looking at de dishes and de silver mugs and pitchers. Dey man what wuz talking ter me. he went up to de fior, and lean over and worn his hands. Fust thing you know he raise up suddenlike and say : 44 4 W’at dat on yo’ ax !" 44 Data de tier shining on it,’ sez I. “ ‘ I thought, it wuz blood,’ sez he, and den he laft. 44 But boss, dat young feller wouldn’t a laft dat day, cf he’d a knowd how nigh unto eternity lie wuz. Ef lie’ jes laid de weight of his hand on ole Miss Sally or Miss Sallv in dar dat day, boss, he’d a never knowd what hit’m er whar he was hit at, and my onhest grief would a bin de needcessity of spiliu ole bliss's karpet. But dey did'nt Imkl- j der nobody ner nothin, and dey lrowed j derself ont like dey had real good | breeding—dey did dat. *• Well, de yankees dey kept passing all de morning and it 'peared ter me dat dcro wnz tt string nv 'em ten mile long. Den day commence gitting thinner and thinner—searcer and scarcer, and bime-, by I hear skirmishing going on, and ole Miss she say how it wuz Wheeler’s cav elrr a following nv cm up. I knowd dat ef Wheeler's boys wnz dat close I wuzent doing no gbod setting round de j house, so I jes took Mars. Jeetns’s rifle and started out to look nrter my stock. Hit was a mighty raw day, dat dey wuz, and de leaves on de ground wuz wet so dey didn’t make no fuss, and whenever I heerd a yankee riding by I jes stop in my tracks and let him pass. I wuz standing dat way in de aige uv de woo Is, when all of a sudden 1 see a little ring uv blue smoke bust outen de top uv a pine tree about a half mile off, and den mos, I'orc I could gedder up my idees, here come de noise—bang ! Dat pine, boss, wuz de biggest and de high est on de plnntashun, and dere wasn’t a limb on it fer mighty nigli a hundred feet up, and den dey ar branched out and made de top look sorter like a urn berill. “Sez I to myself, ‘ Honey, you er right on my route, and I'll see what kinder bird is a roasting in von ! While I wuz a talking, de smoke bust out agin,* and den—bang ! I jes drnp back inter de woods and skearted round so's lowedpine between me and de HARTWELL, GA„ WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1877. cool as a cowcuniber, ami he had his lioss tied out in de brushes, because I heerd de creoter (romping round. While I wnz a watching un him. I see him raise dat spy-glass, look fru ’em a iniimit, and den put’em down sudden and fix hisself fer ter shoot. I sorted shifted round so I could see de road, and I had putty good eyes in dem days, too. I waited a niinuit, and den who should I see coming down de rood but Mars. Jeems! I didn’t see his face, but, boss, I knowd de filly dat I had raised fer him. and she was a prancing and dancing like a school-gal. 1 knowd dat man in de tree wuz gwineter shoot Mars. Jeems, if he could, and dat I couldn’t stand. I hed missed dat boy in my arms many and many a da} 4 , and I hed toted him on my back, and larnt him how ter ride and how tor swim, and how tor rastle, and I couldn’t liear de idee uv standing dere and see dat man man shoot him. I knowd dat de yan kees wuz gwine ter free de niggers, eaze ole Miss done told me so, and 1 didn’t want ter hurt dis man in de tree. But. lwiss. when I see him lay dat gun across a limb and settle hisself back, and Mars. Jeems going home ter ole Miss Sally, I disremembered all about freedom, and I jes raise up wid de rifle I had, and let de man have all she had. II is gun drapped down and come migh ty nigh shooting de old nigger when hit. struck de ground. Mars. Jeems. he lieered de racket, and rid over, and when I tell him about it, you never seed a man take on so. He come mighty nigh crying over de nigger, 1 declare ter graslms ef he didn't. And ole Miss fairly hugged me, and when I see how glad dey wuz, my oonahuns bin resting ever sence.” 44 llow alKiut the soldier you killed?” “ We had ter cut down de tree fer tor bury him.” “ llow did he get up there?” I 44 Why, boss lie had on a pare uv dcse telegraph spurs-j-de kine wliatde fellers . clime de poles wid.” I “ Your Mars. Jeems must be very , grateful.” | 44 Ixir’, chile, dey ain’t iiuthin Mars. ! Jeems is got <lats too good for me, I I hit’s what makes me say what I do. I ain't gwineter be working round here j among dese chain-gang niggers when I i got a good home down yonder in Put -111011. Boss, can’t you give de old nig ger a tlirip fer to git him some sody water wid!’’ And the faithful old darkey went his 'way. J. C. 11. The Cincinnati Man's Gume. | Detroit l*out Amorig the guests summering at the Alexander House Crosse fsle, are sev eral gentlemen from Cincinnati, who are noted for their flow of animal spir its, and their disposition logeUas much fun as iH>ssihle out of their vacation. During the long evening the billiard room and adjacent bar are always lib erally patronized, and there has sprung up an intense rivalry among the festive individuals to see who shall succeed in “ sticking" bis neighbor for the great 4 number of drinks and cigars. All soils of tricks and devices arc resorted to by the adroit schemers, bat it was reserved for a Cinncinnati inan to invent a little scheme by which even the most, ex perienced of the tricksters were beau tifully taken in. A few evenings ago the assemblage was unusually large, several Detroiters being among the number. Billiards and other light amusements had 1* - come a bore, and things liegan to be a trifle dull, when the Cincinnati man, gifted with a sudden inspiration, sang out, “ Now gentlemen, I've got a ner> game,” At once there was a rush, and in less than thirty seconds fifteen or twenty thirsty gentlemen were ranged alongside the bar. “ Each one put his fore finger on the counter,” said the joker at the same time setting the example. Instantly every man gravely com plied after the manner of the young I Ulatwpaity who wouldn't crook their vl&NeMViivMvLhiiigJe3s thim twenty fits never smoked lyof'fmg'l tlm finest llavniina. The Kiser was destined to have a nice little hill to settle. For one hour and twenty minutes the hapless victims stood there, their fore filler gliujd to the bar, while to add tijjlie discomfort of the situation the (addition was imposed that, no man should drink or smoke while the result was pending, The situation was be coming very interesting, when another Cine i mat! min rushed into get a c ; g ir. lie had some im]Hirtant correspond ence to prepare for the early morning mail, and was in a tremendous hurry. 44 What’ up?" he inquired, as he wit nessed the strange spectacle liefore him. *‘ Put your Anger down," said the jo ker. Almost mechanically he obeyed, Then the conditionsof the little game was explained, and the new coiner was mad. He raged and stormed and plead ed business, but to no avail. The oth ers wouldn’t let him off, and after hold' ing out for half an hour he succumbed witli a bad grace and 44 set ’oin up," There wasn’t change enough from the five dollars, he gave the bartender, to pay for getting bis lands blacked in the in the morning. And the parties who had been pressing their forefingers to a marble slab for nearly two liours laugh ed feebly and remarked that it was 44 a tip top good joke, you know," Organization. DeKaltt Count:/ Xewt. Georgia now has the largest Detno ! cratic majority of any State in the I Union, and she is proud of it. But how long is this to continue? The champions of Democracy, relying upon the strength of the party will lose inter | est in polities, and when wc least expect it an Independent or Republican will slip in. We feel no fears for the Gub ernatorial race. That is settled for the present, but the danger lies in the elec [ tion of members to the General Asscm j lily. An Independent is bound to no i promise, represents no principle, and we j are sorry to see our Executive Commit tee fail to make a nomination. We must have organization or there will soon be but one party —the Independ ent, which means a cross between Dem ocrat and Radical. The following ex tract from the Chronicle <{• OmMitution nfixl expresses our views exactly : “ In some portions of the State a dis position is manifested to undo all that lias been done; to allow personal pride to outweigh the public weal; to supplant patriotism with ambition; to throw off the lilh'tfiamu* Uaw'vratic jp.arty.: twjify the action of the Democratic ! to virtually disband the party. lIA. irc this movement progresses further itm; time to cry “Halt.” fit will not do to say that the necessity for-party organization no longer exists. Thl“ necessity for such organization is as grelat now as it has ever been. The Kiulieal snake is scortehed, not killed. Tint enemy has been driven from the fieUi but he lies in ambush awaiting his tilde to strike. Radicals are basing their hopes upon the dissolution of the Democracy. By all the means in their power they are attempting to make us believe that they have no intention of renewing the fight. They expect to re gain by cunning what they once held through the bayonet. As soon as the Democratic party ceases to act as a party, as soon as personal ambition makes irreparable breeches in its ranks, us s<x>n as Democrats become hopelessly divided in a squabble for the spoils, so oon will the Radical party re*nppear in all its strength and snatch the prize which party discipline and party action forced them to relinquish. The hope of Georgia, the safety of the State, the well*!* of the people, depend upon pre serving the party organization intact. To the people of the State, to the peo ple of every Senatorial District, to the |M in>le of every County we **>■■ xhtami .. N Two Idris In n I’oiul. There is in Clarksville, Tennessee a pond of water, an innocent looking pond, but a deceitful pond. It is not a pond given to unexpected holes, the manner of its wickedness is of a dif ferent character, as will presently he found. In Clarksville two young ladies were passing the summer, and on Sun day, as they wandered near the poud, they determined upon a quiet swim. Disrobing, they entered the water and had their swim. The remainder of the story we give in the words of a ootein porarv: As soon ns they emerged from the water the elder one, whom I w ill call Susan for this occasion, saw quite a num ber of black spots on the nook and ankles of her companion. “Law! What’s that?’’ she exclaimed. This re mark was followed by a scream which rang the woods for miles around. “Oh, Lordy! I’ve got ’em, too !” was the next remark from Susan, followed by another scream in a fortissimo tone of voice. “Pull ’em off!” they both ejaculated in the same breath. Mure screams, while with the thumb and finger they grabbed the living tilings and tried to pull them from tlit* flesh. The slimy substance slipped from be tween their fingers like a jelly fish. In their fright they started for the house. Through the woods they went, while they kept up their succession of screams at the top of their lung*. Nearing the house, every soul on the place, men uml women, came rushing out, of course, to ascertain the cause of their alarm. Bless yon, what a figure they cut! Yes, two figures! The men folks retreated in good or der, while the girls rushed into the house to learn from the well informed old woman that they were covered with leeches. An application of salt water relieved them of their enemies. Their clothes were returned to them, and they then and there made a solemn vow that they would never go swimming in boy style again. The Chain Makers. Hilly Dawson, the celebrated Yorkshire fanner, once appealed to a drunkard in the following language : " Suppose yourself to he a servant, and your master wore to come in the morning and order you to make n strong chain ; on the following morning he came again, anil urged you to got on with it; and thus, day by day, you were ordered by your master to do the same job. Suppose again, that while you were working, a person came in and asked if you knew what it was for; and that you an swered in the negative, adding that you did not earn so long as you got your wages. Hut tills person tells you that he knows it to be a fact, that it is your master's •inten tion t*. y , U **- v 4 —W-rnv, ilngc; would you, 1 ask, add another link to do it.” The man answered—“ No ; and all the money in the world would not hire me to do it.” Mr. Dawson then told him that the hab its of drunkenness are the devil's chain, in which lie keeps poor perpetual bondage, and that when added the last link, he chains them in hell forever. These words so impressed the mind of the man. that iiis conscience continued to re mind him, “ 1 am making another link for my eliain !” until he relinquished his wick ed course of life. Sensible Almost to the Last. (■Ur eland Undid. Mr. and Mrs. Tom Mulcahy lived on a farm. They were shrewd and thrifty, and had the reputation of being "close.” Fi nally Mrs. Mulcahy sickened and was about to die. Finding herself nearing the end. she expressed a desire to put things in or der before that event occurred, and old Torn prepared to listen. “Tom,” said Mrs. Mulcahy, “there's Mrs. Smith, up at the erossing. she owes ine tf 1 80 for butter; sec ye get it.” “ Sinsible to the last, my dear ; sinsiblc to the last,” said Tom. “I'll get it.” “ Then there's Mrs. Jones at the Creek, site owe's me ijl 50 for chickens." “ Ah ! look at that, now, for a moind ; she forgets nothing.” “ And Mrs. Brown, in the village, she owes me $2 30 for milk.” “ D'ye hear tiiat? Sinsible to the last; sinsiblc to the last! Go on, my dear," “ And—and—” WHOLE NO. 6>. utains an cxleccpngly tiraw ™ •ii.'l ,■ \lmiisttve argurnait against whn J ippear* to be a dispos <,io in variotiM i'll' e Ihe Slate to abandon the DctHj orauization and bat# ho ii ii iiniuntioM for the legislator*™ V.thiir. could lx* rfiore demoralizing Ufl . if-* or disastrous to the future faro of the ConinMtiwert)i.h. Thunks ■g .M ini years of good government mV united action, the credit of theHtntß r.ipidU :* a :ui.'M, confidence IS Mltl ning to be restored, and with the iuw™ . ma. hi of the new Constituj'rin the dr luni *d' more prospcro.-.B tiw* tmy R' . ivn-onahly expected. BufiJf ti the Ap mo-ities engendered by seS' races, w J the log rolling, cheating i id ill ’ which are their insoparijL M cone touts, disturb the faugmaa .mv fiiw. v • vi-tin..*, ;md who can trllp.oW long‘the I loiuoeraey of Georgia, 4 ill retain it** present supremacy. Li**a to the un* ( biding paragrupe in tl 1 article above n forr. and to. — Tilegniph o lf< • -rnffjrl Nine-tenths f the people of the State 1 endor. o the position we have taken with reference to independent movements. 11,,* salvation of Georgia depeuds upon the maintenance of the Democratic or oani/.atioii. When that organization • c di-bands disaster and defeat will lie the inevitable result. 111 the party the rights of every citizen arc respected, and full license is given to expression,of personal preference and individual sen timent. Outside of the party the ene mies of the Democracy and of the'*' will he enabled to control nljf'i and to repeat the scenes of 1807, ' • Jk and We are ixrf prepared this. 'l’lic of Geor gia Ims not its mission. Tin* lime hnsjffot yet come for its disso lution. linSfiTivmlonts who refuse to subordinate personal ambition to tha general good are not the ni' ii to rcccivdl tb< votes of Democrats. They may not la* actuated by any desire to do harm, but no matter what may be the motive effect is 1 lie same. The man who reck* less I y throws a stone from the roof of a building and kills a passer-by, of whose proximity lie was ignorant, is as nuwi a murderer as though lie had taken liberate aim at the victim. Title duf id I >i*mocrats is plain. They n|iust oluti ly di.scountenufecc the candudftej* independents* They ntu- t see to it fair and legal nomination* arc * and w hen such nominations are mt , e they must dons they have always do e . Hijuitrclu by th<'nomint'c*. -C'/o'CJ. i/r A'- (oHstitutioitali#^ The Irishman a.nl the l'\g, I A Vorkshireinan :w“ kill 4 } ~jg, and,o<4 w aiding to l !l " i'll bis d''b bor ,ns Vas tip v kl, 1 1‘ .id to to- tte au (who, by the way,’tVinFa ;of the i nLf. aid Isle), “Pat, if I the ncigUbolys, who have given ' a rtf my pn.^-g. Pi! In \<• Ibr in;, .-i It .10 you tell 111*-, ull a! In do IJeila 1, sir,” said Pat, “ it's myself that can do that snua-% ‘tea •• tiood,” says the York lii. hands ami at l'nf clnm^ * mm me wiiat I Pat. -5,,,.,- •trio'- I- I'd''M o„ cm. .wain, Mai lor Jura* re and be aliiier lu. • iat.ii.-l AM 1 •" . "SS. . waSB on ot early in the lnorriiiaT before about, get HD and tiKc your pig and hli„ it away. Thin, wlieiryour neighbor* come, just be nfllier telling tiiein tiiat the pig was stolen.” ** (.’upitjjl idea, Pat!” exclaimed 1 tin- A iirksliireman. “ I'll do it. by CJoorge ” So, when the pig was cleaned, it was bung up outside, so that the neighbors might soo it. The countryman anxiously awaited the approaching night, and at last retired to bed, but not to sleep. Pat, under the cover of the darkness of the night, crept around the house and stole the pig. AY hat was the astonishment of the Yorkshiremii7, ** when at early dawn he arose to hide away his pig. but found no pig there, cOh be bet ter imagined than described. Pat came in with his “ Top o' the uioruiu’ to ye, sir.” and. giving him a knowing wink, said, "Master, how about the pig?” “ Well, Pat. the pig was stolen in reality.” “Faith, and tiiat. sounds just as natural as if you had lost your pig,” said Pat. with another knowing wink. “ But. you blockhead, 1/ tell you the pig was stolen.” ” Faith, and be gorra, tin. soi iu a *>it o’ mo thought you could act so well, oust stick to that; it's natural as life.” “By George !” roared ' the now irate Yorkshire man. “ 1 tell you the pig was stolen!" “ Och !be '•aid Pat. "stick *0 it. and vernal I Ic-i.-ivo ymi. aid surra a bit "’'ill f HHj Faith. I didn't think—' *i / BHH -gnnJNTY. ,/ m A solium can!y. Kv '< V. MB (xmipUc^i "nriiiiics tin* i'“* n;iiih* at my depths i sound 1c77 ° C, °- ' ' thus when !. KS ® N ’ < Winary. d'-tii yanks out • will seep; via to