The Hartwell sun. (Hartwell, GA.) 1879-current, June 18, 1879, Image 1

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Yellow feveb-blacs vomit. It ia too soon to forget tin* mvajroa of this terrible diaoAMtv which will uo doubt rvturti in a more ntallg- Daut aud virulent form in the fall month* of lt<79. >II.UItV.I.I.'H IICPATIXK. a Kemedv dia covered in Southern Nubia and uacd with such won derlul iWHulta in South America w hen* the moat an gravatod caaoa of fever an* found, cauae# from one Stwo mpmeea of bile to lie Altered or atrtiued from ■ blond each time it paaaea thrCuuti the Liver. am lonn a* an excena of bile exiata. By it* wonderful •ctinu on tiu Liver and Btwaach the HE PAT IKE not only nreventa to a certainty any kind of Fever and Ida*k Vomit, but also cure* ifcadochc. Cmisti pat bin of the Bowel*. I>\ apepaia and Malarial dia- MM No ono toflad fear Yellow Fever who will expel the llalatfnl Poieen and exceaa of bile from the blood by neiac MKRRKLLS UEPATINK. which it aold by •11 OruMiriata in *25 cent and SI.OO liottlea, or will lie lent by expreiM bv the Proprietors. X. F. MERRELL X CO., Phil*., Pa. Dr. Pemberton’s Sillintfa or Clu:en’s Delight. ry* The report* of wonderful cure*of Rheumatism. Scrofula. Salt Rheum, Svphilin, Cancer, Ulcers and Sores, that come from atl part* of the country, are not only remarkable but so miraculous ns to be doubted was it not for the almudanco of proof. REMARK ABLE CURE of SCROFULA, Ac CASK OF COL. J. C. BRANSON. Kingston. Ga.. September 13, 1871. Gf.NT* 1 For sixteen years I have been a preat suf farvr from BcrofuU in its must distressing forms. 1 hav* bevn eontinnl to my room ami lied for fifteen year* with scrofulous ulcerations. The most ap proved remedies for such eaaes bad bean usnl, and {lie most eminent physicians consulted, without any decided benefit. Thus p rest in led distressed, de sponding. was advised by Dr. Ayer of Floyd county, Ga.. to commence the tisc of your Compound Ex tract Stillingia. Language is as insufficient to de scribe the relief I obtained front the use of the Stil liugia as it is to convey sn adaquate idea of the in tensity of my suffering liefore nsiug your medicine ; sufficient to say, I abandoned all other remedies and continued the use of your Extract of Stillingia. un til I can say truly. “I am cured of all pain, of all disease, with nothing to obstruct the active pursuit of mv profession. More than eight months have elapsed since this remarkable cure, without any re turn of the disease. For the truth of the above statement, I refer to anv gentleman iu Bartow Comity, Ga.. and to the members of the bar of Cherokee Circuit, who are acquainted with me. I shall ever remain, with the deepest gratitude. Your obedient servant. J. C. BRANSON, Att’y at Law. A Ml HAS EE. West Point. Ga., Sept. 16. 187*. Gents : My daughter was taken on the 25th day of dune. 186-i, with what was aup|maed to he Acute Rheumatism, and was treated for the same with no success In March, following, pieces of lame began to work out of the light arm. and continued to ap pear till the hone from the elbow to the shoulder Joint came out. Many nieces of lame came out of the right foot and leg. The case was then nronminc ed one of White Swelling. After having been cnil fl alsmtaix years to her lied, and the case con sidered hopeless. I was induced to try Dr. Pembei ton s Compound Extract of Stillingia. and was ao well satisfied with its effects that I have continued the use of it until the present. My daughter was confined to her lied about six year’s before she sat up or even turned over without help. She now sits up all day, and sews most of her time—has walked across the room. Her general health is now good, and I believe she will, as her limbs gain strenth. walk well. I attribute her re covery, with the blessing of God. to tile use of your invaluable medicine. TV. B. BLANTON. West Point, Ga., Sept. 16. 1870. GENT 6 : The above certificate of Mr. If. B. Blan ton we know and certify as being true. The thing is so : hundreds ot the most respected citizens certi fy to it. As much reference can he given as may he required. Yours truly, CRAWFORD A WALKER, Druggists. HON. H. D. WILLIAMS. r7f“ lr. Peinberliin's Nllllingin is pre pare bv A. F. MERREI-L A CO.. Philadelphia. Pa. Sold by all Druggists in tl-OO bottles, or sent by express. Agents wanted to canvass everywhere. Send for Book—" Curious Story"—free to all Medicines sent to poor people, payable in install meats. New Hotel. Mm. JOHNSON’S new Hotel trill be opened # at Boweraville May l*t. and the traveling public are solicited to ijive his house a trial, Nice room* clean beds and good fare. Prices moderate. 139 150 DEARIIRiiP KIFI.KS. SHOT GI’.N'S. Itlil OI.A l.ltS Address Great Western Gun Works, Pittsburg. la. AGENTS WANTED For the Bent and Fa Sel,ing Pictorial Bonks and Bibles. Prices reduced 33 pel cent. National Publishing Cos., Pbila., la. or Tff iSCAnff lofficiously invested in Wall tO Tu foDUUU St., lays the foundation for substantial fortunes every week, and pays an im mense percentage of profits by the New Capitaliza tion System of operating in Stocks. Full explana tion on application to Adams, Brown A Cos., Bankers. 26 Broad St., New York. 146 X N BESSOS-8 CAPCINE r jl POKiH’S PLASTER. I 7 ,f 1 See that each piaster has the wordC-A-P --y I k-'C-I-N-E cut through it, and insist on hav (j \ ing no other. Ask your own Phy siciau as to its merits over all others. SHIMS! PRrMn'K PnncnliVP Pill- make New Rich Elnoil. ami will completely oliamre the blood in the entire system in three months. Any person who will take I pill ench ninht from 1 hi 12 weeks may be re stored to sound health, if such a thins 1* possible. Sent liy mail for 8 letter stamps. 1. S. JOIIXBUX A- CO., Bangor, Me. it a Costof Cent. Send the request on a postal card and we will forward post free, catalogues of first-class pianos and organs, with lowest prices for net cash, or if terms are desired, wc will sell at cash prices and reasonable interest for carrying one-half or two-thirds of the amount until Christmas. The undersigned arc the largest dealers in Georgia, and pride themselves on selling only first-class instruments at prices to suit the buyer. Po uot be deceived, but buy such pianos as Chickering, Knabe or Pease, celebrated and acknowledged to be the beat, and that best of all Organs— “ The Estey at prices: S6O, $75. SOO to S4OO. PHILLIPS & CREW, Nos. 8 and 10 Marietta St., Atlanta. Ga. NOTICE. TO ALL WHOM IT MAT CONCERN Notice is hereby piven that at the next aeaaion of the General AHnembly of the State of Georgia, which convenes in July next, the following bill w ill he in* troducMl ami asked for final passage to-writ: A Hill to be eutitlefi An Act to incorporate the Hartwell Kail road Company and for other punjoses ; said Koad to run from IJowereville to Hartwell in Hart County, Georgia. This, May 21, 1879. E. B- BENSON, Secretary. Dr. R. P. Sorrells HAS located in the town of Boynton, and will practice his profession in too surrounding country. He attended courses of lectures in the medical colleges of Philadelphia and Augusta. a of which he is a graduate. Owing to the depression in inonev matters, he has concluded to reduce his tees to one half, and patients living over five miles from his location will only be charged for five miles lie will be found at the residence of Mr. Eppy Bonus, when not professionally absent. L. J. GARTRELL, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, ATLANTA, OA., PRACTICES in the Unite*! State* Circuit and District Court* at Atlanta, anet the Supreme and Superior Court# of the Stete 1® The Hartwell Sun. By BENSON & McGILL. VOL. Ill —NO. 42. DIVORCED. “ He’ll go to the dogs, now." “Of course he will.” “By nil means. Only see how lie acted when his wife lived with him! Now that she’s left him, and all restraint is removed, he’ll go the rest of the down ward way in no time. Poor Nettie! I wonder she stood it so long!" “I’ll give him just a year to be buried.” “ Pshaw ! Half that time will finish him.” “Well, I pity him, too; hut I pity her more. lie brought misery on both." Such was the gossip of half a dozen villagers, who stood in front of the prin cipal store, one summer evening, while the subject of their remarks went stag gering along on the opposite side of the street. It was evident that he was trying to walk straight, and not to appear intoxi cated, hut such endeavors always seem to make such a drunken man walk more crooked. Well, it proved one thing: that he was not yet lost to all sense of shame—that lie still retained a little pride, and a lingering aversion of being ridiculed and despised. But Harry lingers had ear.ied on at a fearful rate for a year or two past. He had just one vice—drink—hut that was enough. He had become an aetnal drunkard by degrees,and was everyday grow ing more abandoned. He had mar ried a worthy farmer’s daughte-, Nettie Rav, only a few years previously, and sueli had been his conduct during more than a year past that she, seeing no hope of his reform, had been ohliged to east him loose, to pursue his profligate course alone; and a legal separation had just been effected. It was sad. indeed, hut no other eourse seemed to be left her. Harry’s home was on a little farm a mile from tow n. He ow ned it, hut then it was heavily mortgaged,and in another year foreclosure was certain. It was not likely his creditors would spare him, w hen he made no effort to meet his obli gations, and spent his time in riotous and disgraceful conduct. A week passed after thatsummer eve ning on which all had agreed in pre dicting his early ruin—two weeks—three weeks—a month or two. What strange mystery is here? To the utter bewilder ment of the prophesying sages, Harry discontinued visiting the tavern, and was rarely ever seen in the village. When he did come to the store, he speedily trmsaeted his business and went home —sober. But wonders never cease, when they get a start. He was next reported as actually at work on his fa-m. Had hut one man seen this and t< 11 it in the village he would have been marked as a man lacking veracity; hut a number of neighbors saw it and told it, and their con b'ned testimony was worthy of all credence. The little farm began to look health ier, as the summer wore on. The fences straightened up : the weeds disappeared ; the torn grew marvelously; the briars and elders were rooted up from the fields and fence rows; the animals looked fat ter, sleeker and happier; the cottage looked neater. Time wore on, and the great change was the more strongly marked each day. Harry’s creditors called and told him they would not he hard on him, seeing that lie was doing his best, and he might have his own time about paying off his debts and clearing his farm of the mort gage. The fall came, and the farm yielded an abundance of gulden corn and fruit; such crops, indeed, as it had never pro duced before, and Ilarrv found himself beginning to drift along with the tide of prosperity. And Nettie Ray had begun to live her young girlhood over again, as it were, under her father’s roof; blit, somehow, it was not like the happy, joyous girlhood of memory. It was sober and quiet now, and Nettie fell into trains of musing and every now and then passed through her mind a certain sad thought—she was neither maid nor wife. She avoided the vicinity of her late home, nor had she once seen Harry since the separation ; but she had heard of him occasionally, and knew that he was a changed man. Still, this knowledge brought her hut a melancholy satisfac tion. The reform had come too late — too Inte! There was a wide gulf be tween them now. But one evening, in the golden Octo ber, Nettie found herself ruther obliged to pass Harry’s farm. It lay between her father’s house and the village, hut she had heretofore taken a round-about road in going and returning from the village. On the evening in question, however, she had been detained in the village, unconsciously, till it was nearly dark, and she determined to hazard the nearest road home. It would be fully dark when she would pass bis house, and the chances were that he would not see her. She wouldn't have him see her for the world ! When she arrive/! opposite the house, she perceived that there was a light in the little sitting room. Her first im pulse was to hurry by, but some more HARTWELL, GA., WEDNESDAY JUNE 18. 187!). powerful influence prompted her to stop. She did so, anti stood timidly at the farther side of the road, gazing long ingly at the house that had been a home for her—first of happiness, then of mis ery. By and by, she felt an irresistible yearning to look at the room once more. He was evidently within, and there was no danger that he would see her. So she walked hurriedly across the road, opened the gate softly, anti stepped in to the lawn. Another moment, and she was at the window, looking in. What singular behavior! but she could not help it. The little room was as neat as when she herself had watched over it. A cheerful fire was burning in the grate, although it was not very cold, and a lighted lamp stood on the table. It was there that Ilarry was sitting. llow her heart bounded as she caught sight of him ! He held in his right hand a book, from his scanty library. She recognized it at once : hut he was not reading now. He had allowed it to drop, with its pages looking mutely to the ceiling—and his face was sup ported, half concealed in the left hand, the elbow resting on the table. Was he asleep, or was he buried in a sad reverie? Nettie thought that the latter was the case, and her heart was touch ed. “ I wish I had borne with him,” she said to herself. But a moment later her iieart was more than touched, when she was sure she saw a tear roll down his cheek, and drop upon the hook. The lonely man was not asleep ; he was crying. She could not help it. All that was womanly in her heart was aroused, and she was at the door in a moment. No ceremony—she burst into the sitting room and was at his side. “Oh, Harry!” Her voice quivered with emotion. “ Why, Nettie !” lie exclaimed, try ing to hide his tears —men are ashamed of them—“ Is—it you?” “ Yes, Harry 1” hiding her face in her hands, “ I was passing—looked in—l saw you sitting here so lonely, and could not heli> coming in. I thought of the time when we were happy here, and Then her womanly tears couhf he re pressed no longer. There was no use trying to hide them. Besides, her voice broke down and she could say no more just then. “ Nettie !” he arose and took both of her hands from her face and held them in his own. “I thought you had blot ten me out of your memory.” “ No, no, Ilarry!” she sobbed, “ I could not do that. I could not help leaving you ; but I left you loving you more than ever. Oh, I have been un happy since!” “ Nettie, you have heard that I.” “Yes, I have heard that you are changed—that you no longer drink any more—that you are again manly and industrious as you used to be : but how lonely you must be here?" and the tears gushed forth anew, as her heart felt what her lips spoke. •• Yes, I'm lonely, Nettie—more so than you may think; hut I deserve this punishment for the way I have act ed. I had no discouragements, I had nothing to make me do so. It was only a passion for drink, that it seemed im possible fos me to overcome. You were j all a wife should be or could he. When you left me I thought I should become more-reckless than ever. Only a day or two after I knew you had left me for good, I was in town, drunk, and I heard some of the village people—they did not think I could hear them across the street —passing all sorts of remarks about me, saying that I was a doomed man for certain, that my destruction was near. Although intoxicated, it startled ine, and for the first time I felt the full force of our separation, and re alized that ruin stared me in the face. I had a bottle of whisky in my pocket at the time, and when I got out of town I smashed it, bathed my face in a little clear stream of water at the roadside, and silently resolved never to touch whisky again. I had tried it long enough to know that I could not drink and he temperate. It was hard for me to keep my resolve for the first week or two; but I stuck to it, and so my taste for drink disappeared. I care nothing for it now, and would not touch it if it ran in streams. Now, Nettie, if you love me as ever—and God knows that I love you the same—let us start anew, let ns get married over again, and the 1 litter experience of the last two years will only enhance our happiness. Net tie, dear, what do you say'!”’ She could not answer. She was cry ing as though her heart would break, and her head was pillowed upon his breast. It was more eloquent “ Yes ” than she could have spoken with the tongue. “ Harry,” she finally sobbed, in a self-reproachful way, “ I might have borne with you longer.” “ No, no, Nettie, it was best. It lias brought us certain happiness now. God bless you for coming into my lonely home this evening!” His arms were around bar neck, and Devoted to Hart County. lxt kissed her forehead. The moon was rising anti it had never looked so happy as it did while he walked home with Nettie to her fat her’s. So Harry Rogers and Nettio Ray married again, and there is no divorce that could separate them now. Hulincville, Elbert County, Dots. The weather has been and still is dry, drier, driest. The enrth revolves through dry places seeking rain ami finding none. Mr. Ruff has been cutting oats for three weeks—red and black. He has a blacksmith shop up, and can do almost any kind of work that any live naan can do, and lots that no dead man can do. Joseph Adams has cotton squares too numerous to mention and too tedious to count. Willis Haley's fresh field of wheat will soon have to be cut, if it is not blown down, or the cattle do not eat it HP- By the way, James Bone can beat the drum louder, and blow the bugle stronger than a dozen other men all bundled together. We killed a snake the other day green the main color, streaked length wise and around, and as hard as a gar fish. Can any one tell its name ? A little boy in this neighbrhood was called to dinner—three hundred yards otf— the other day. He started otf sit right angles, and cannot tell why he did; but when he got to a certain post-oak in another field he found a large swarm of bees on the tree, which ■non went into a hollow limb and are doing well. A person in our vicinity has been for some months past at times oppress ed by a choking and swelling about the stomach, windpipe and glands of the throat. Some days ago a very strange worm was discharged. It was an inch or more in length, of a lead color, black, round, hard, smooth head, in ridges longitudinally, tapering as a common snake, and most intensely vindictive, trying to bite wood or anything it could get hold of. Did any reader ever hear of or see the like before ? Any in formation gladly received. Wc were in a gentleman’s melon patch a few days ago, and saw water melons as large as a man's head or less. I think the boys about here are aiming to make the largest melon for “ The Sun one year.” They seem to be run mad on the melon question; and we are afraid, that by the time they are ripe the hoys will be so deranged that they will not know whose patch they are in, or how many they pull. Mrs. Rutf planted her garden out in cabbage plants five times, and the cut worms have cut the last one down. Mrs. Bond planted hers out seven teen times, and the last time she planted it she was holding the last plant in her hand talking a moment to a friend, and when she looked at her plant a worm had crawled up into her hand and eaten the plant—all but the root. She thinks a barrel would not hold the worms in her garden. Now she and Mrs. Huffs say greens are un healthy, and they content themselves by singing “old hundred.” Had these ladies come to us we could have told them how to keep the worms from cut ting their greens. They did not come, but will tell them of our success, and they may profit by it. The worms did not cut our greens because wc—didn’t plant some. Tyro. If you have any doubts in your mind, either by rumor, hearsay or re port, that. James Conwill is not a good singer, come and hear him ; besides lie stands as high ns any youngster in the vicinity. If you wish to hear cannons roar, lions howl and any other heavy noise, just hear John Taylor, Willie Smith and John Ilalev on the base. It is worth fifty cents a day to lienr them, and to hear Milton Conwill sing “ Babylon is fallen.” E. 15. Taylor has a school in the neighborhood, and he driveth like Jehu, furiously. Billings’ Advice (o Joe. By awl means, Joe, get married if you haven fairsliow. Don't stand shiv ering on the bank, but pitch in and stick your head under, and the shiver is over There ain’t any more trick inget ting married after you’re ready than there is in eating peanuts. Menny a man has stood shivering on the shore till the river all run out. Don’t expect t<> marry an angel; them hev all been pick ed up long ago. Remember, Joe, you ain't a saint yourself. Do not marry for butv exclusively; buty is like ice, awful slippery’, and thaws dreadful easy. Don’t marry for luv neither; luv is like a cooking stove, gud for nothing when the fuel gives out. But let the mixture be some buty, becomingly dressed with about two hundred and fifty dollars in her pocket, a gud speller, handy and neat in her house, plenty of good sense, a tuff constitution and by-laws, small feet, a light step; add to this sound 81.50 Per Annum. WHOLE NO. id; I teeth autl a warm heart. This mixture j will keep in any climate, and not evap orate. If the cork happens to he left out for two or three minits, the strength ain’t all gone, Joe. Don’t marry foi pedigree; there aint much in pedigret unless it is bucked by bank stocks. A family with nothing but pedigree gen erully luck sense. Our Traveling Governor. Kume Tiibunr. In Aristotle’s duy, he had a class of followers who walked while they studied or talked. It seemed that thoii brains would not act unless they kept their feet in motion. Governor Colquitt appears to havt also adopted the peripatetic system, ami although the method is a novel one in Georgia politics, lie seems to understand his duty to l>e that of a traveling Sun day-school agent —a gubernatorial col porteur —a lecturer who combines relig ion and his chances for a re nomination : a kind of soi diannt itinerary and peri patetic polities. This is anew (angled system, and tinless Mr. Murphy man ages all the State's business as satisfac torily to the Governor as he managed 1 the Northeastern bonds, we are coin pell ed to believe the Governor’s di tr lies a little nearer to the State lb u<e than either Chatauqua or Brooklyn. If he only knew how many sneers had been called forth by this new Sunday-chool jamboree, with the scandal about the old man reverend, he could m t suppose all these newspaper flourishes, put up by admiring Bohemian ink-slingers, any compensation for the aforesaid sneers. Some are asking “ who foots the bills this time?” Others inquire, “ Did the Rolling Mill or Tuggle supply the Rhino?” We are sorry Governor Col quitt liskctl auothcr one of these politi eo-religious journeys until the Murphy fee had been settled bv the Legislature. It Creates talk and unfriendly comment. If Governor Colquitt feels it his duty to preach and travel for Sunday-schools, he has a right to do so. His commission from the church is a much higher one than his commission as Governor, hut he should not try to serve two masters iu the wav lie is doing. lie is employed by the State to look alter her iuiitw* just as if lie were the head clerk of a hanking house. He should attend to it too, or resign. Unless Mr. Murphy is the real Gov ernor, there is no excuse for this peram bulating way of doing business and in that ease Mr. Murphy should have the credit. If you take out the benefit to Gar lington and Alston, and the same to Tuggle, you have nothing left to mark this administration and its eighty thous and majority except the Murphy fee aud a lot of Sunday-school jamborees. A Word lo Ministers of flie Gospel. For The Hartwell Sun. In this day ministers are engaged in a very important and difficult work. No other calling can compare with it. All true ministers are divinely called to the same work—the same in every es sential feature ; their hopes and fears, aids and obstacles, their trials and tri umphs are one. Why, then, should they hinder each other's work ? God forbid that they do this. Their sympa thy for eacli other should be holy, deep and abiding. They should not rejoice in each other's defeat. In their treat ment one of the other there should lie ever felt and displayed the truest kind ness, the most generous concern and the purest affection. No envy ol a brother minister’s talents, acquirements or popularity should be for a moment indulged; never, without an urgent reason, should they utter a disparaging word of one another. The sneer—the inuendo—the be-iittleing word should never be heard. Never shoull they throw a straw in each other's way, Of that sort of work the devil and wicked men and worldly profes-ors will do enough. Ministers should be helpers of each other's joy ; they should lie li borers together with Go t; they should love one another with a pure heart fer vently. The world should see that Gospel ministers at least dwell toget her in unity. Such a heavenly spectacle would go far towards convincing the on looking world of the divinity of Chris tianitv. Sue!) mutual and cordial fel lowship and co-operation would might!y comfort each other's hearts and greatly strengthen each other's hands. Would to Heaven that such a state of things were far more common among the pro fessed ministers of Christ. Would that all words ol misrepresentation and detraction and all undermining acts might forever cease. llow will such j things appear in the Judgment Day ? ! How do they now grieve the Holy Spirit and work the defeat of the Gos pel and the ruin of souls. Come, brethren, let us draw near to God and one another. Let us get so much of the Holy Ghost that we cannot help loving, cheering nnd strengthening each other in our high and holy calling. S. R. Flower of the family—the girl who makes the bread 0 EDITORIAL MELANGE. Wilkie Collins is coming to America. Let her come—who’s afraid ! Which would you prefer a Moffett bell punch Orr a brandy smash ? The Augusta police are passing •ound the dog collars. Hope they will all be tight (its. When you sit down fin a pin. don’t stop to study who put it there, but get right up from there. The Clark Light Infantry of Augusta went on an excursion to Savannah. Guess they were white folks. Jones Adair of Morgan comity, aged *t“2, plows Ids own crop.—Gainesville Argus. Well, we should think he was old enough to do it. Have the public no rights that goats are bound to respect ? asks the Savan nah Recorder. The Town Council of Hartwell don't think so. Lowndes county favors the Moffett punch and a dog law. That is all right, if Moirctt will only punch the dogs hard enough to kill them. Every month we see the papers note dint the Atlanta Post is another month older, and it is now going on nine months old. What sort, of way is that —having a birth day every month. The Middle Georgia Argus wishes it was a penitentiary oirence to play base ball. Yes, or anything else base say wc. Then they would have a fine opportunity of playing with base balls to their hearts content. Senator Matt Carpenter is killing himself with tobacco. Ho smokes 'Vnni 20 to 30 choice cigars a day, and fills in the spare time with pulls at his pipe. lie will smoke worse than that some day—but we anticipate. Hori. W. L. Goldsmith is President of the State Sunday School Associa tion. We don’t know, but we reckon Gov. Colquitt is President of the World's Association from Greenland'* coral strand to the Indian's icy moun tains. The Police News has a truthful ac count of the killing of the negro wo man in Anderson county, S. C., last month by Knrgcrson. It even has a picture of the alfair, in which the negoes arc busy picking cotton. Picking cot con in May! A man living near St. Albans Bay lias one of the most curious freaks of nature. He captured three frogs, all fastened together like the Siamese twins. This news will be hailed with joy by Hart county frog caters as the present supply does not equal the de mand, und this new style of three - z--o - ii- —* ment. Send for a paper of seed. Did the Witch Raise Samuel? fur The Hartnell Sun. It was our fortunate lot to bear the Rev. Win. Norman preach about the Witch of Endor raising Samuel from the dead, a few days ago. It is, I think, believed by many that the Witch did raise Samuel; but he showed to the sat isfaction of all that the Witch did no such thing. Some may, after reading this, still believe the old theory; but as we never did believe if. we are still of the same opinion. Mr. Norman’s re marks were pointed, positive, pungent and powerful. Heexpoundcd theScrip*- ture alluded to energetically, theoreti cally and theologically. Ho said that God did not permit that wicked Woman to raise the prophet, hut tliut God Him self brought up Samuel. Read the ac count found in the 28th Chapter of Ist Samuel, and if you think otherwise, we should lie very glad to see something from anv of you that might throw light on it. We are sorry we cannot give the whole sermon, but it would he too long. In conclusion, we think it would be time and labor well spent for oue to ride twenty miles to hear Mr. N. preach on the Witch of Endor, and to hear Mr. E. Chapman sing “How happy every child of grace, etc.” We believe they can preach and sing better than Moody and Sankey. At any rate we would go farther to hear them. If you do not think they can, invite Mr. N. to preach the same sermon at Hartwell, and Mr. Chapman to sing, and you will lie very pleasantly convinced of the actual fact. Tyro. A Noble Woman. In one of the naval battles during tho war of 1812 an English officer was shot to pieces. He lost both legs and one arm and recovered. The brave girl to whom he was to he married received a letter from him cancelling their engage ment on account of his crippled body. “ If you have body enough left to hold your"soul, I will marry you,” was her noble reply. A similar incideut, it scents occurred iu our civil war: There may sometimes be met in the streets of Portland a bright-eyed, rosy little woman usually accompanied by two children, one a fair little girl, and the other an apple-munching urchin. Nothing extraordinary about that, but thereby hangs a tale. At the time of the “ late unpleasant ness” this Tittle lady’s lover wns a sol dier, and was down with Phil Sheridan in the Shenandoah, where he lost a leg. Her friends notified her that ol course she would regard the engagement as cancelled. “I shall do nothing of the kind, she replied. “ What; marry a one-legged man." “Of course I’m going to! Why, bless your souls, if they’d shot James all 1 * wav and left the leg, I’d marry that !**