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YELLOW FEVER—BLACK VOMIT. It too MNn to forgrt Uh r.n oft Him tvrriMi* rtiiHUw, wliirli will no l ot in n in • mart maltj; nant ami virnlont lortn in the tall monilmof 1879. Meimtink. a k.miv <Um uov**its# m vSmt!u*i n NuWu ha*4 nwl wltli *u h nvuii- HorHtiriwMW It* Amohoa wlim tin* m*. IftlviiUnl lyiM'M of IVvn aii- found, cuuhch from outs to twn onuron of liilr to l>o rtU'r*il or Mittiinal from tlic tilmot mrh t4iin It imttNOM the Liver. a lntijtiM it rximi of hik* rvintH. Hy it* wonderful m-tion on tin l.ivn ami fttomm'H (lt* HKI'ATIN’K not only jowi'mlm to h certainty nny kind of Kt-wc ami IMavk Vomit, Wat \m vmvs Headurlie, Couati* potion of flat lkowK |w*in md Malarial dln oomoh. 9 * -i W% No one m**tl font \iiiow Vever who will e\j>el tin* Malaiial INttaoii ami cwoiMtf \*lt* from thv Wood hy Osiwit MKUKRI-!. $ I! EP.VTI N K whiVh in Hold l.y nil Drtijmmt* in Vo venrnud #I.OO Wottlon, or will Wo m ilt Wy oxproMH Wy tlio I*ro|iHvtoiv*. Ah F. MKKRKLI. k t 0., riillt., !a. Lr. Pemberton's S'.illiugia or Q,u;©n’s Relight. ; * Tke vt'povts of wonderful curonof RliemuutWtH, St rofula. Salt Utn'tiiu Syphilis, r'mnr. l T li'Ws ami Sort***, that HrttmfVoffHul |*hUt of thf* roittiffy . imp not only rniirknlrte’ Wilt mi vnintonlom* iih to be •lobbied wa* a not for Uio aWumUnco of proof. REMARKABLE( I RKof SCROFULA, Ac •CASK Of COt.. J. C. lIUAXSOX. H tUNltl: Fttr *ixteei Yearn I have been a <rivat nuf- Ter ■** 4 it ‘m* Nct’ofoln In iiH moat diHtre*tduj£ foifli*. I havt • brf*| conlim -1 to my mom ami bod for fifteen venr** with KrroftiloitH ulceration**. Tin* mtmt ap- Wrrtved VeniedioM for miioli easea had Ih*ou used, ami *!U' moHt eminent phy wicians cmtcttUod, without any dt*cidt*d benefit. Thus prostrated, distressed, de sponding, was iu\vised by Ur. A.vwyif Floyd count.v, iitt., to commence the lise of your CouiiHiutid Ex trai t Stillinjrhi. Language is as insutth ient to de scribe tlu* relief I obtained from the use of the Stil liugia as it is to convey an adaiptate idea of the in tensity of my suffering before using your medicine: snllieient to say. I abandoned all other reimslU*s and ctmtinutMl the u**e of your Extract of Stillingia, re,, til It an say truly, ‘ lam cured of all pain, of all disease, with nothing to obstruct the active pursuit of my profession. More than eight months have elapsed since this remarkable eure, without any re turn of the diseam*. For the truth of the above statement, In fer to any gentleman in llaitow County, (la., and to the iiieiuoefrH of the bar ofTThrrokeo Circuit, who are acquainted with me. I shall ever remain, with the deepest gmt i tilde, lour obedient servant. J. C. BRANSON, Attyat 1-aw. A MIRAt ML \Vkht Point. Oa., Sept. 1(1, lljft. (iENTH: My daugliter was taken on tin* tiSth llay of . I line, lstii. with wluit was supposed to be Acute Rheumatism, ami whs Moated for tlic ismic with no success. In Marcll following, pieces of hone began to work out of the rightlirtu, mid eon tin aid to Ap pear till the bona* from Ilia elbow u* tto shouidei joint came out. Many of l>nne Janie out ot the right foot and IJP Tfssess. was then pr*noune ed one of White Swelling. After having liecii eon lined about six years to her bed, ami the ease con sidered hopeless, 1 wmi induced to try Dr. IVnihci ton s Jf'ouiiiouiul Extfa. t Or St ink*. gi#. and was so well satisfied tlptli itsfrileifs that I have continued flic itse of it until theJpresOnt. My daughter was confined to ner tied about six vears before she sat up or even turned over w ithout help. She now sits up all day; and sews most of her time—lias walked across the room. Her general health is now good, and I believe she will, as her liiuhs gain streutli. walk well. L attribute her re covery, with the blessing of (lod. to the use of your invaluable medicine. \V. I}. HEAXTOX. Wkht Point. Sept. Hi, 1870. Okxts : The above certificate of Mr. W. I*. Blan ton we know ami ci*rtity as being true. The thing is so : hundreds of the most respected citi/.ens eerti fy to it. As miKfh refeivm-e can be given as may he required. Yours truly, CRAWFORD Ar WALK Elf, Druggists. DON. 11. D. WILLIAMS. l~~r Br. Pemberton** .Stillingfa is pre pared by A. V. MERRKI.L A CO.. Philadelphia. Pa. Sold by all Druggists in ad.OO bottles, or sent, by express. Agents wan tod to canvass ev*ry where. Send for 8001.— *■* Cruriotw Story’’—free to all. Medicines sent to poor l people, payable in install ments. USE THIS BRAND. 89 >l-100 ( HKMIt'AId.Y PURE, BEST IB THE WORLD. AMMertliiaiSatetiis. One teaspoonful of this Soda used with sour Midi equals Four teaspooiifuls of the bes( Baking Powder, saving Twenty _ Times its cyst. See package for valu able information. If .the teaspoonful is too large and does not produce good results at first, liscfless afterwards. 131 LITTLE SPEEDY . CORN SHELLER! IT IS HIGHLY ENDORSED Hy Gen. Frank C'licat liam, Gen. Harding Gen **Xuiki Hickman, Col. Overton \ l'v"V and many others of tlio \'\\w largest farmers of Ton ull nessee. and is the most C>i3 perfectly made COI4N X SIIEL.I.EU ever inannu v\rj -..JIIIiL. factored. A boy ten XVtLT ftjjife years old can shell from Ten to twelve bushels f;t an hour. It nubs either feW‘ \ end of the car. and ii -f shtdlsseedcornperfect "• - I yj A Iv. It is convenient. ! xl' cheap and durable. It takes oil' every grain, will shell any size cprn from “ pop ” corn to the largest ear. For Sale by E. 11. DENSON <fc CO. 1,1 XECf TOILS’ SACK. Will be sold before the courthouse door hi tl>e urn o! flatdwell in Hurt rouiity, during the legitl limns of sale, on the first Tuesday ill Xovomlsit next tile following tract of Istiil Ivins and In ins in said eonnty.it being tlio tenet of land whereon Judge Mionjiih Carter, deceased, lived at the liuie ot' liis dentil. Said land is lioonded on the 'list by the Sa vaanah Klver. on .the north by M, Johnson and on the soulii by lands belonging to Catbei ine f’ui ks and others, and on the west by lands belonsins to A. Sanders and others said tract of laud contains one thousand acres, more or less. There is on said Mart of land one hundred acres of good river lsdt.om land. Said trai l of land lias on if good ordinary iuUMsive of sale: twenty-live hundred dollars ranh. the re maimin' all twelve months’ credit with note and sc enritv at ten per emit, interest front date of note. Auv person that wishes good hot*. will do wed to go and l>sik at said triuSt 'flam! fhr himself. Saul trai t of land i- sold as the pr|s tty ol Mirajah Car ter deceased, for the jmrposo of paying the debts id said estate and for distribution anong Hie heirs. \„v person wishing to buy can apply to theKxecit tors nf *aid estate, ns they an- empowered by the will to sell said hind privately. Sept. IfitU. 1“7# ; JAI. } Kxeentors. TO MAKE MONEY IMrjisantlv and fiwt. a*r*nt s should addrrns IJMT VF4 IKVET &CO Atlanta. <>* The Hartwell Sun. By BENSON & McGILL. VOL. IV-NO. 5. THREE lIRAVE MEN. Pretty llarlmra Ferros would not 'marry. Her mother was in consterna tion. “ Why are you so stubborn llarlmrat” she asked. “ You have plenty of lovers.” •• But they do not suit me,” said Bar bara, coolly tying her curls before the mirror. “ Why not . “ I want, when I marry, a man who jis brave, equal to :mv emergency. If I give up my liberty, I want to be tak en care of.” “ Silly child ! What is the mutter with Big Harney, t!w*l>hvofc*niith ?” “ lie is big, but l never learned that ! he was brave.” “And you never heard that he was not. What is the mattpr with Ernst, the gunsmith ?” “ lie's as placid as goat's iniUi.” “ That is no sign that he is a coward. ’There is little Fritz, the tanner; he is quarrelsome enough for you, i “lie is no bigger than a bantam cock. It is little he coiiid do if the house was set upon by roHhers.” “ It’s not always strength that wins a fight, girl. It takes hrains 71s well as 1 brawn. Colne now, Barbara, give those fellows a fair trial.” Barbara turned her fiiee before the ' minor, letting down one raven tress, and looping iqMtnoUtei. “ I will said at last. That evening. Ernst, the gunsmith, knocked at the door. “ Y’ou sent for me, Barbara ?” he said, going to the girl, who stood upon the hearth, coqnefctishly warming one pret ty foot and then the other. “ Yes, ’Ernst.” she replied. “ I’ve been thinking of what you said the other night, when you were here.” “ Weil, Barbara ?” Ernst spoke quietly, blip his dark blue eyes flashed, as lie looked at her intently. I want to test you.” “ 1 low ?” “ I want to see if yon dnreMn a very disagreeable thing.” “ What is it ?” ‘‘ There is an old coffin up stairs. It smells of mould. They say Kedmuud, the murderer, was .buried in it ; but§the devil came for his body and left the co.'fin empty, at the end of a week, and it was finally taken from the tomb, it is up stairs in the room my grandfather died in, and they say gramlsire does not rest easy in his grave for some rea son, though that I know ndtlnng about. Hare you make that your bed to night? Ernst laughed. “Is that all? 1 will do that, and sleep soundly, why, pretty one, did you think 1 had weak nerves ?” “ Your nerves wiil have good proof if you undertake it. Remember, no one sleeps in that wing of tlic house.” . “ I shall sleep the sounder,'’ “ Good night, then. I will send a lad to show you the chamber. If you stav tlmre tiil morning.” said the impe rious Mias Barbara, with a nod ot' her pretty head. “ 1 will marrv you.” “ You vow it ?” “4 vow it.” ARM WITH HAMMER, 15R AXI). “ Ernst turned straightway, and fol lowed a lad in waiting, through diir. rooms and passages, echoing stairs, along narrow damp ways, where rats scuttled before them, to a lowchainber. The boy looked pale and scared, and evidently wanted to hurry away ; but Ernst made him wait until he took a survey of the room by the aid of his lamp. It was very large and full of ; recesses, with high windows in them, which were barred across. He remem bered that old trrandsire Ferros had been insane several years before his 1 death, so this? precaution had been necessary for the safety of himself and others. In the centre of the room stood a coffin ; beside it was placed a chair. The room was otherwise per i I'ectly empty. Ernst stretched himself in the coffin. ‘‘ lie kind enough to tell Miss Barba ra that it is a very good fit,” said he. The boy went out and shut the door, leaving the gunsmith alone, in the dark. Meanwhile, Barbara was talking with the blacksmith in the keeping room. “ Barney,” said she, pulling her hands away from his grasp, when he would have kissed her, “ I have a test to put you to, before I give you any answer. There is a corpse lying in the chamber where my grandsire died, in the untenanted wing of the house. If you dare sit with it there, all night, and let nothing drive you from your post, you'll not ask me'to marry you in vain.” “ You give me a light and a bottle of wine and a book to read ?” Nothing!” • Are these all the conditions you can oirer me, Barbara ?” “ All. And if .yon get frightened, you need never look me in the face again.” “ I'll take them, then.” So Barney was conducted to his post by the lad. who had been instructed in the secret and whose voluntary stare at Ernst's placid face as it lay in the coffin was interpreted by Barney to be natural awe of a corpse. He took Ims HARTWELL, <JA„ WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 1, 18751. seat and the boy loft Idm alone with the darkness and the rats and thccottln. Soon after, young Fritz, the tanner, arrived, flattered and tiopeful from the fact that Barbara had sent for him. “ Have you changed your mind. Bar , bam I-”],, be asked. “No; and 1 shall not, until know that Vou can do a really bravo thing." “ Wlmt shall it be ? I swear to satis fy you, Barbara.” “ I have a |roposiil to make to you. My plan requires skill as well as cour age.” “Tell me!” “ Well, in this house is a man watch -1 ing a corpse. , He has sworn not to 1 leave Ids post till morning.' If Vdo can make !nm do it I shall be satisfied that, you are as smart and as brave as I require a husband to be.” *• Why nothing is so easy !” exclaim ed Fritz. “ I can scare him away. Furnish me with a sheet, show mo the room, and go to your rest, Barbara. \ You will find me at the post in the morning.” :]■& Barbara did as he required, and saw 1 the tanner step blithely away to his ! task. It was then nearly twelve o’clock, ; and she sought her own chamber. Barney was sitting at bis vigil. The face in the coflin gleamed winter in the darkness. The rats squeaked ns if a famine were upon them, an<f they 1 smelled flesh. The thought mad® him shudder. He got up and walked, but something made a slight noise, as if somebfsly was behind him, and he put his chair with the back against the wall, and sat down again, lie had been hard at work all day, and at last, in spite of everything, lie grew sleepy. Finally he nodded and shored. Suddenly it seemed as if somebody had touched him. He awoke with a start and saw nobody near, though in tlic centre of the room stood a white figure. “ Curse you, get out of this!” lie exclaimed, in a fright, using the very first words that came to his tongue. The figure held up its right hand and slowly approached him. He started to his feet. The spectre came nearer, pressing him in the corner. “The d—l take you !" cried Harney, in his extremity. Involuntarily he stepped back, still the figure advanced, Coining nearer and extending both arms, as if to take him in a ghastly embrace. The hair stood up on Barney's head : he grew desper ate, and. as the gleaming arms would have touched hint, lie fell upon the ghost like a whirlwind, tearing off the sheet, thumping, pounding, beating, and kicking, more and more outraged at the resistance he met, which told him the truth. As the reader knows, he was big and Fritz was little; and while pummeling the little tanner unmercifully, and Fritz was trying to lounge at Barney’s stouiach to take the wind out of him, both plunging and kicking like horses, they were terrified by hearing a voice cry: “ Take one of your own size, big Barney.” Invoking around, they saw the corpse sitting up in his coffin. This was too much. They released each other and 1 sprang for tiie door. They never knew how they got out"; but they ran home in hot haste, panting like stags. So she married Ernst; and though she sent Fritz and Barney invitations to the wedding, they did not appear. If they discovered the trick, they kept the knowledge to themselves, and never faced Barbara's laughing eyes again. A Smart Hoy. A young man called on his intended the other evening, and while waiting tor her to make her appearance, lie struck up a conversation with his intended little brother-in-law. After a while the boy asked: “ Does galvanized niggers know much?*’ “ I leally can’t say,” replied the much amused young man. And then silence reigned for a few moments, when the boy resumed the conversation: “ Kin you play checkers w ith your nose?” “ No. I have never acquired that accomplishment.” “ Well, you’d better learn—you hear me?” “ Why?” “'Cause Sis says you don’t know as much as a galvanized nigger, but your dad’s got lots of stamps aud she’ll mar ry you enyhow; and she said when she got a hold of the old man’s sugar she was going to all of the Fourth of July pereeslmns and ice-creum gum-sucks, aud let you stay at home to play check ers with that hollyhock nose of yourn.” And when Sis got her hair banged and came in, she found the parlor de serted by all save the brother, who was innocently tying the tails of two kittens together, and singing: ‘‘Oh, I Love the Sabbath-School.” A Keokuk boy has named his dog Rome, so that by simply twisting the animal’s tail he can make Rome howl. Devoted to Hart County. If facts are stubborn things, then pul ling fodder in the low grounds is a fact. There nint a redeeming circumstance about it. Its working on a continual strain to pull it, and there's no tun in tyeiilg it up, and 1 reckon that the tot ing ig it two or three huntlrH surds to the \yagon road, ten bundles at a time, stepping like a blind horse over corn stalks bent down, and tripping up in morning glories, and every now and then losing vmir holt and having to load up again, anil all the time smothered tip so that you can't see where you are go ing, and not a breath of refreshing air to cool you, is übout the meanest busi ness I have yet ex|>ericnm]. It is all i fact— -solem fact—no romance, no poetry, no joke. But that nint all of it. Its got to be hauled and then he thrown up in thy barn 101 l and stacked away, and if there's any hotter place to work in I tlnißia barn loft 1 don't know it. and Ive iH'diYamsideriii’ that tiller its all done I you can’t sell it for more than a dollar |a hundred, and right now in my present framt'of mind if I had any to sell and some fellow without any soul was to of fer me !)0 centf I slumld lilt him if it was the last lick 1 ever struck. They nitty jew mo on my corn and wheat and cot ton nfid potatoes lint 1 wont ho jewed on my (odder hy nobody. It does seem to me like all this sort of work ought to he done by machinery or not done at all. The fact is, I don’t believe in fodder pol ling, though it is the very best forage for a horse or a milk cow in the world, and is always worth more than it brings. I thiid? the corn ought to be sowed or drill ed like wheat and cut down in the same way. and that would get rid of the worst part tit' old-fashioned fodder-pulling and give ten times as much forage for the same amount of manual labor. On® of my nibors, who is regarded as the best farmer in shesettlement, is now mowing down a mixture of rag weeds and crab grass tiiut followed his wheat crop, and he says its good ruffness for stock, and they will clean it all up, for they love a varygated food just like folks. Well, I am glad to know it, and I’m going todo likewise, and let your farming editor know the result, for if there’s any virtue in rag weeds, everybody ought to know it —especially them fanners up about Kingston who have been feeding on dog fennel so long their cattle have all turn ed ynlier and they are selling ’em off us full blooded Jerseys. I always thought that rag weeds and crab grass was or dained to follow small grain and shade the ground from the summer’s sun, but I never did kuow where it come from mi ller certain circumstances. Its all an unexplored wilderness to me. Fast year there wasn't a rag weed in my corn and a mighty little grass, and 1 sowed wheat upon the land and now the weeds are about five feet high, all over it, and so thick you can’t walk through ’em, and I want to know where they come from. About a month ago I cut some of the weeds down and the grass come up just as rank and thick and I’m mowing it for hay and I would like to kuow where the grass conte from. Last year there wasn’t a morning glory in my clover field, and now its full of them, and I want to know how they got there. In the spring I graded oil' a little rise in my front yard and dug down two feet into the clay and slate and left it too poor and hard to sprout peas, and in less than a month the hull nettles and pep per grass and other weeds had sprouted up all over it, and it bothers me to kuow where they come from. Gimpsoti weeds and opedilcock or some other dock will just spontane anywhere around a horse lot or cow pen or an old house in afield, and I don't understand that, for the birds wont eat the seed nor carry j them and they are too heavy to blow j around. There’* young hickory bushes all over my woods and nary old one in a quarter of a mile. If you cut down an oak forrest pines will come up thick all over it, and if you cut down a pine forrest oaks will come up, acorns or no acorns. A few years ago the bed of the j creek on my farm was changed and now there’s a young cane brake coming up in anew place, and canes don’t blossom j nor bear seed. How did they get there? ! May he all these things spontane accor ding to the new fanglcd doctrine of evo lution, and if so then I reckon I’m an evolutiotier, for I'm obliged to believe that under certain conditions of soil and atmosphere plants cun originate them selves without seed. The other day I locked tip a piece of cheese where a flv i couldn’t find it, hut the mites got into it somehow from the inside and worked out, so it seems to me if animals cun de velop without ancestors vegetable life j can do the same thing. But I don’t believe that a hair from a I black mare’s tail will turn into a snake; jif you put it in the branch. I don’t | believe that a man ever came from a monkey, for the) arc both just like. “WILY IX THE LOW GROUNHS.” RHlii'llti I uto W lairlt I .Mlilcr-l-i.llliiu l.iauiM'laiMl Ttr. M lllliiiti Arp—iiaatl from n lili'h II v ItiitrM Ip tu I'riili'iil A|tialial Ititr win's Monkvy 'I 1 he nry. Afliinta fS>n*ttlulion. $1.50 Per Annum. WHOLE NO. m. what they were as far back as history runs, inn! haven't made very much im provement if any. 1 am not that sort of an vvolutcr. L don't believe that the jumpin' kangaroo swum all the wav from Noah’s ark to the island of Aus trulia, or that every sort of a mail de- < ccndvd from Shcin, Hum and Jupetli, but I do believe that nature furnishes her own resources and nl! these weeds that follow the crops come up w'thout seal just as natural as original sin fid-1 lows the human family. Tito first year after the war anew kind of clover came , up all over the land and covered it like anew carpet, and nobody ever found out where it come or how it got here*. Sonic said the Yankee cavalry brought it in their oats, and some said it was blown here in a storm and nn old I rislimiui told me it came from In in by instinct, for it never grew anywhere but in conquered countries. One tiling is certain, it couic all of n sudden, and emtio every Where at oneo, and it's a conned mm the agri cultural bn reap has let alone, ft’s a grout blessing to this impoverished land, and its origin is no accident. I think tlic legislature ought to give the bureau another term to investigate thooc mys teries and determine * whether things spontane or do not spontane- and where tire army worm comes from, apd wild) they are coming, and how tit stop 'em when they do come, for they eatupnll my (inborn fodder, and about thik time yesterday evening I wished they lmd cat up niiuo. Yours, Biu. Am 1 . Hun to Act In a Sick Rooni. -Y iork Timm. Nothing requires more care, judg ment and circum-pcction than the sim ple act of visiting a sick room. A cap ital book could bo written on this sub ject, warning people of the dangers of being brusque and''stupid. There ought never (p be more limn one spare chair in a sick room, says au authority, and a nutto who knows what she is about would do well to place an iee-pitrhcr on that chair so up 01m could sit in it. The most absurd thing a person can do who calls on a sick man or woman is to refer Imck to something which, in their ii'nag •• - 0 ... “ ltmtiou, w 118 tlo of tlm iHltfs*. “the cucumbers of last week, or the the soft crabs of tlic week before.” Re ligious admonitions, a delicate point, though they may save the soul Kiine times, if carelessly administered certain ly hurt the body. Mr. BrickJev, who has written a careful book, which he call* “Notes on the Caro of the Sick,” says that he “looks with disgust on the person who speaks to the patient as if the illness was a distinct puni-hment for some grievous sin, “and Inflows it up by sending some Ixiok, with a note con taining these words: “1 hope yon will prayerfully study this little book which I send you.” Doctors themselves often act in exact contradiction to their the ories. “I must insist on the most per fect quiet in the house; have the chil dren moved to the room below and avoid all noise,” says Eseulapius. Then the physician goes down stairs quietly enough imt in the hall forgets all about the pa tient, fiir he closes the front door with !i loud hang, and instead of moving ofl softly with his horse and wagon, rattles his equipage all ho can over tin; cobble stones. Doctors, sometimes, are as much at fault as visitors in sick rooms. The Gentleman. Every man may be a gentleman if he w ill—not by getting rich, or by gaining access to that self-appointed guild that claims the exclusive right to give the btidge of gentility—hut by the cultiva tion of those unselfish, kind and noble impulses that make the gentleman. It is too rarely we find among those who vote themselves the gentlemen and.bidies of the day, anything to warrant their assumption. There is but litllc of tlie true metal about them. Personal con tact reveals arrogance and pride; and too often a meanness of spirit and a lit tleness that disgraces human nature. So fur as our observation goes —and it covers many years of contact with high and low, rich and poor —we are con strained to say that, while among t}y; poorer classes there is, as a general thing, a stid lack of external culture-—ol’atten tion to little personal habits that are not agreeable to others, aud which ought to Ik: corrected —there are really, in the lower and middle ranks of society, so called, quite as true gentlemen and la dies as among those who claim the ex clusive right to these honorable designa tions. The apprentice and the errand-boy. the man who digs a ditch or cat riesu hod, the. mechanic and the artisan, the shop girl, the seamstress, the cook and the waiter, may la; us truly gentlemen and ladies as the richest aud most cultivated in the land. The qualities that make a lady and gentlemen are qualities of the soul, and there is no monopoly or exclu sive right to these. Reader, no matter what your condi tion in life, resolve to be a gentleman or a lady. Cultivate notonly theexternal amenities and grace of true gentility, but the in ner graces that give these outer signs of thwir glory aud their -trrngtli. The Bashful Poet and the Knowing Young Sows paper .Unit. WWfw.sOirt tlb’i't/r Anybody could tell what lie had. Fverv man in the sanctum knew in ft minute. The timid knock at the door gave him clear away at the start. No man or woman ever knocks at tlicr sanctum door unless ho come* on that fata! errand. Then he came Inside and took oil* his hat and bowed all round the room, when every man on the stair roared out in terrible chorus : “ Come in!” Then he asked for th 6 editor, and when the underlings, with a lino mingling of truth and grammar, point ed to the youngest mid newest man hr the office and yelled, " That's him!" he walked up to the young gentleman de signated, and before lie could unroll tits manuscript we knew the subject of it, and a deep grqnn echoed around the room. •• l’oetry, young mrni ?" asked the editor. “ Yes, sir," said tbe poet, “a couple of triolets and a sonnet on the mar riage of my sister with an old college friend.” “Old college llicmT,male or female', young man ?” asked the editor severely. “Male, sir," said the young ruan. He said “ sir ” every time, and every time lie said it, all the young gentle men of the statf, save the young gen tleman who personated the governor, snickered, lie looked severe. “ Anything more, young man ?' he asked. “ Yes, sir,” replied the infant Tenny son ; “ a kind of au idyl, an ode in scribed 1 To My Lost Love.’ ” “ Love been lost very long, young man ?’’ asked the journalist, very criti cally. i “ Well, it’s immaterial, that is,” i stammered the young man; “it’s iu dcl’mito—it's “ Fver advertised for it ?” asked the reporter, who was writing a putr for Slab's tombstones, but be was instant ly frowned down. “ Anything more T* asked the prin cipal interlocutor, “anything more, young man ?” “ Yes, sir,” was the hopeful response, “ a threnody in memory of my depart ed brother.” “ Brother dead, young man, or only gone to ft age town ?” “ Dead, sir." “ Your own brother ?” “ No, sir, I never had a real broth er; it’s only imaginary.” “Can’t take this, then, young man,” was the chilling reply. “ Poetry, to find acceptance with the Hnwkeye, must be true. Have to reject this threnody, not because it is not very beautiful, but because it is not true. Now. how mivh do yon want for t hese others?” And he fingered them over like a man buying mink skins. The poet really didn’t know, lie had never published liefore; lie lmd barely dared hope to have his verses published at till. A few copies of the tMper containing tlic in, he was sure— “ Oil, no,” the editor broke in, “oh, no, sir, can’t do that; we don’t do busi ness that way ; if tv poem or sketch is worth publishing, it was worth paying lor. Would Mb pay for these ?” The poet blushed to the floor with gratitude, and the young Journalist grandly wrote out an order and handed to the poet. “Take that to the courthouse,” lie said, “ and the auditor's clerk will give you the money.” The poet bowed and withdrew, and with great merriment the journalists burned Ids poems aud resumed their work. That wasn’t the funny part of it, however. The next day the simple minded poet presented his order to the clerk designated. Arid it was so that the clerk owed the paper eighteen dol lars for subscription and advertising, and he promptly cashed the order aud turned it In when his bill was present ed, and the manager just charged it to the salary account of the smart young journalist who signed the order, and the happiest man and the mildest man in America are living in Bnrlingtor. One of t hem is a happy, green, unsophisti cated young machine poet, ami the other is n wide-awake, up-to-snuff, know-the-world, get-up-and-dust young journalist, who is already a rival of Horace (Ireely in some of the verbal departments of journalism. Evening News: Rumors are afloat ill Atlanta that investigations and ar raignments are not to stop with the present State House officials. It is as serted that investigations into the books of former regimes in some of the departments reveal matters capable of extensive investigation. Fix-Comp troller .Madison Bell’s books will bear straightening out, while I)r. Angler, Bullock’s Treasurer, is as liable to pun ishment as was Goldsmith. Altogether, the Legislature has got its tail curled, and is disposed to probe matters to the very bottom. In this determination they will be sustained by every honest man in Georgia, no matter if the ses sion lasts twelve months. Washington Star: The following is a copy ot a letter received at the l'ost Office Department: “There is in my office two things that it Seems Some ladies wear for breast. They were badly put up. and addressed to Macon. Fayette county, Tennessee. I wrote immediately to the name, but received no answer. Thev are fine soo<ls and sorter like the real tiling. Now I don’t know how to get ’them to the dead let ter office without spoiling them. They came here loosely wrapped in paper, f v, :ild vmir instructions if yon please.”