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How She Misled Them.
The other day a groceryman at Chatta
nooga gave a latge party, at which the
daughter of a carriage painter, who
lived next door, created a decided sen.
sation. It was not that she was more
handsomely attired than the other ladies
present, but that when she gyrated in
the “dance of death" she was observed
to display the Only pair of pink silk
stockings in the room. She left the
house for a few molnents at the ex
pi ration of the dance, and in the next
Valtz, exhibited a pair of light blue dit¬
toes. An hour later her crushed and
exasperated female friends beheld these
supplement by further hose of a delicate
Chocolate shade. And so it went on
Until her miserable rivals determined to
follow her the next time she disappeared
They traced her to her father’s paint
Bhop in the back yard where she was
discovered brush in hand, and about
ornamenting hernethel extremities with
a final aitistic coat of light salmon. The
exulting spies rushed back with the
damaging news, but it was too late.
The men were all too tight to under
stand, the music hacl gone home, and
the lights were being put out. Thus it
is that fraud and duplicity triumph,
while honest simplicity walks around
with a daru on its call and a hole in its
heel .—Atlanta Independent.
Josh Billings’ Proverbs
Don’t despise your poor relation.—
They might get rich some time, and
then it would be so hard to explain
things.
The reputation a man gets from his
ancestors wants about as much altering °
to fit him as their clothes would
There is no woman stationed on the
face of the earth who tries so hard to do
right and fails oftener than the average
mother-in-law.
An enthusiast is an individual who
believes about four times as much as he
can prove, and can prove four times as
much as anybody else will believe.
Falling in love is like falling down
stairs; it’s hard work to find out just
how the thing was done.
H-.y jttv where comCorUiiiy
but in a church; they fat very slowly
in a church. This proves that they can’t
live on religion any more than a minis
ter can.
The worst tyrant in this world is a
woman who is superior to her husband
and lets everybody know it.
Love is like the measels, you can’t
have it but once, and the later in life we
have it the tougher it goes with us.
Great thinkers are not apt to be great
whistlers. When a man can’t think of
anything he begins to whistle.
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A Handy Witness.
The plaintiff, in a case before a recent
term of the Detroit District Court was
somewhat disturbed on learning that a
certain individual whose reputation for
veracity was none the best was to be a
witness for the defendant. The fellow’s
capacity for false swearing was notori¬
ous, and unless his integrity was shaken,
plaintiff’s case was a “gone goose. ” He
hied himrelf ro a brother litigant, and
asked him if he would believe the wit¬
ness under oath.
was the know he
is a liar.”
“Yes.”
“A thief.”
“Yes.”
“Disreputable ir, every particular.”
“Yes.”
“Well, I want you to go on the stand
and swear to your belief.”
The friend’s countenance became
troubled, and he replied :
“My dear fellow, I would do you al
most any favor, but, you see, T have got
him emplored as a v, uness for myself
next week, and I can’t afford to impeach
his veracity. - ’
The plaintiff sought testimony else
where, and the false swearer got his
piice fiom both parties.
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Don’t Do It.
Don’t expect a man to practice all he
preaches. Eminent physicians will not swal
low thi ir own nostrums.
Don't imagine that you are better than
your fellow. There are no reserved seats in
heaven.
Don't let your wealth inflate you. Rich
men sometimes die of small pox.
Don’t expect your pastor to be per¬
fect. Charcoal will mar the beauty of the
lllly.
Don’t eat fish for brain food. A hen never
scratches for chickens before they are
hatched. Don't make a noise in the world.
A train is not moved by the sound of the
whistle.
Don’t spend too much time in adorning
your person. A wax figure can't recite the
multiplication table.
Don t dream that your child was born to
D»n-I „p„. ,»1dilor to never;
tional on Sunday. Every Saturday night
ther# is the “devil to pay at the office.”
Now is the time to subscribe, only ?2.
Yol. 2.
POETRY*
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I'm a Twin.
In form and feature _ fate and Umb>
I grew so like my brother,
That folks got to taking me for him,
And each for oue another.
It puzzled all our kith and kin,
It reached a fearful pitch ; .
For one of ns was born a twin,
And not a soul knew which!
One day, to make the matter worse,
Before our names were fixed,
As we were being washed by nurse,
We got completely mixed ;
And thus you see, by fate’s decree,
Or rather nurse's whim,
My brother John got christened me.
And I got christened him !
This fatal likeness qven dogged
My footsteps when at school;
And I was always getting flogged,
For John turned out a fool.
I put this question fruitlessly
To every one I knew,
"What would you do if yon were me,
To prove that you were you?"
Our close resemblance turned the tide
0 f my domestic life,
For, somehow, my intended bride
Became brother’s wife. -
my
In fact, year after year* tlie same
Absurd mistakes went on,
And when I died, the neighbors
Came and buried brother John.
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MISCELLANEOUS.
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THE BEST OF PROOF.
There could be no doubt of Nellie
Brainards’s good looks. The town poet,
* n rura ' rhymes, had compared her
I' 1 *’*' 011 to roses and lilies, to the ira
mense disadvantage of those flowers.
Her female acquaintances, in solemn,
couneil assembled, bad decided that,
while s,ie was P rett Jo lier beauty w as of
the doll order.
If the poet’s rymes were not, surely
the ladies’ decision was, convincing,
“Doll-babyish” is the term women al
ways apply to the beauty of which they
are jealous.
To sa y Kellie was pretty, is to put it
mildly. She was bewitching. Every
thing about list w as bewitching, from
her blue e ves to her little feet—the
-
latter encased in slippers at a sight of
' vb ' ll -' b Cinderella would have turned
green with envy.
Her ways were so distractingly be
witching that you wouldn’t have blam
ed anybody for being in love with her.
She was twenty-two—quite a little
man—but you never would have thought
her more than eighteen.
It is with regret we admit that she
took to flirting as naturally as a duck
takes to water. She couldn’t help it.
There was not the slightest intention on
her part to tie heartless; but those blue
eyes of hers insisted on looking tenderly
at everybody and everything.
When she gazed at the moon (you
should have seen her with the moonlight
upon her !) it was with as much tender¬
ness as though she believed there was
really a man in it. It was unfortunate
that she was i>ossessed of such eyes, but
she really was not to blame.
It is unnecessary to state that she was
responsible for terrible laceration of the
hearts of the beaux.
There was none other among them
who had arrived at the desperate con
dition of Mr. Frank Gray. The deepest
depths of the deep ocean were mere
shoals compared to the depth of his love.
Ilis appetite had become such a
ow of its former self that his landlady
contemplated his symptoms with
cenary joy. The dimensions of his
wash-bill were past all belief. He was
utterly miserable 1
lie saw the “loadstone of his exist
euce” smile impartially on all men. He
calIed hirase i ( a fool for being in love
such a flirt, and no doubt a good
mauy p e() p] e agreed with him. Tlie
state of Nellie’s heart in regard to him
; s noue 0 f 0 ur affair.
xjpon a bright spring day these two
were sitting on a creek’s bank. Brook
or river would have been more romantic ;
but with that strict regard for historical
fact whieh should tie at once the arnhi
tion and pride of al , chroniclers, we re *
it was a creek.
Frank was fishing, while Nellie was
watching t .. with expectant * . face . the .. . bob- .
ing cor
Our love of ...... historical accuracy again .
compe s us to unromantic. - ‘ e
did not fall in the water. I rank did
not jump in, and, seizing her hair, af
ter a prolonged struggled bring her safe
to shore, and, as a result they did not
K®t married and live happy ever after
ward.
This is probaoly the only case on re
cord where this has not happened. It is
well known that young ladies are in the
cons t an ^ practice of tumbling in the
them. Thi, exception ml, prove,
the rule. There would have beer.no
earthly object in Nellie doing such a
thing, as the water was hardly deep
pnough to drown a kitten.
The Democrat
Crawfordville, Georgia, March 22, 1878.
Kellie watched the bobbing cork,
eagerly waiting for the expected bite—
that is, Nellie was eagerly waiting, not
the cork.
When it went under, and Frank pulled
out a struggling, gasping little fish, for
all her eagerness an expression ofsympa
thy came into her face.
“Ugh !” she exclaimed. “You horrid
fellow! What cruel sport! You men
are heartless monsters !”
Frank replied, meaningly, looking very
hard at her :
“No more heartless than some women
I know.”
Nellie’s eyebrows arched, and her lips
pouted, as she answered ;
“What a horrid remark!”
“It is horribly true,” rejoined he, still
looking very hard at her. “They catch
men’s hearts and throw them away
again as pitilessly and carelessly as I do
this fish
Nellie replied, somewhat earnestly :
“But, Frank, you don’t always throw
the fish away, do you ?”
But the remark was lost on him. Ho
sat silent for a time—then only said :
“I am tired of fishing ; let us walk up
to the house.”
Was that a shade of disappointment
on Nellie’s face ? Who knows ?
That night there was to be a party at
the house. Of course, Nellie was there;
and, as a consequence, Frank, too.
We forgot to mention—and for such
an unpardonable omission we apolo
gize—that Nellie Brainard had quite a
snug little fortune of her own. Perhaps
this had quite as much to do with the
number of her suitors as her beauty,
On this particular evening, her admi
•'era were so many and so attentive, and
Nellie was so delightfully pleasant to all,
that Frank was in a continual white
heat of jealously and rage. Had he been
melo-dra-matic in his character, nothing
but an unlimited quantity of gore would
have satisfied him.
Major Brainard, a military gentle
man from the city, very proud of his name
and the handle to it, was particular
aversion. It would have given Frank
great pleasure tp.bava w>wM t * ha
Wood of the Whole Brainard family.
At eleven o’clock, the major and
Nellie left the dancers, to stroll in tho
moonlight. Oh, if Frank could only
got at him! The conspicously
tender way in which the major put her
shawl around lier created a volcano iu
Frank, compared to which Vesuvius
was mildness. When he went to bed,
that nigat, it was with a determination
never to make love to Nellie again.
That was how it happened that for
six months he never called to seo lier.
When they met iu the street, she gave
hitn reproachful, almost pleading looks,
but he only bowed coldly. He would
have given anything to have taken her
in his arms, but congratulated himself
that he was not to be deluded by her
arts. Foolish fellow, not to know lie
might have done so far the asking 1
It was a time of great financial de¬
pression. Frank Gray’s business was
good, but collections were slow. For a
year he had found it hard work to meet
his obligations. A note of his for three
thousand dollars would be due in a few
days at the town bank. The man to
whom he had given it a rich old raiser
with a heart of stone—had refused to
renew at either wholly or in part.
In vain, as the day drew fatally near,
Frank had endeavored to collect the
money. That failing, equally vain was
his endeavor to borrow it. Every one
seemed to be in the same condition »»
himself. lie found, too, that most
friendship won't stand a three-tbousand
dolfar test.
Of course the whole town knew he
was ' n trouble. Blow your nose at one
end of a country town and somebody
at the other end sneezes,
Kellie Brainard had heard of his diffi
culties, and taking into consideration
the fact that he had not called on her
{or months, seemed to take a great in
t eres t i u I rank Gray’s affairs. She
questioned and cross-questioned until
she had ascertained tlie amount of the
and the day upon which it would
Upon that day, at four o’clock, Frank
sat in his office waiting for the protest.
He had requested the teller of the
bank a fr5end of ,,i s , to bring it. He
had suffered much all day. He was a
d fell and would rather have
] os t his right arm than his financial
j jonor
j n a i^tle while his friend entered and
exe i aimed _
“Why, old boy, how pale you are 1
Cheer up 1”
But he only answered, in a daspairing
way :
“Give me the protest.”
“Frank,” was the reply, “there Ls no
protest.”
The astonished man sprung to his
leet.
“No protest* I cannot understand ;”
“Now,” said his friend, “if you will
sit down again, and not act bo much
like a wild Indian. I will explain.
“Go on—go on 1”
“The not was paid at ten minutes
of three."
“What Dv>stery is this ?”
“Will yotfb* quiet ? It is no mystery
tome. When I had given up all
that you mi*ht by some chance raise the
niODey, a m*ddle aged lady entered. I
had never sseu bar before. She walked
up to my wndow, and said, in quite a
matter-of-Ln way. “There is a note of
Mr. Frank Gray’s, for three
dollars, due,lere to-day.” I assented.
Believe me was astonished when she
said, ‘Here j* the money. I do not wish
the note ; g-.ve it to Mr. Grav— i n
“The mvrter.v is greater than ever 1”
Frank interrupted.
“Not so f istmy boy,” his friend went
on. “You need not blush when I tell
you I know yon love Nellie Brainard.
Now do no!> speak again until I am
through. You may blush if you wish
when I say that I believe all aloug Nellie
Brainard lofed you. Now I am certain
of it.”
Frank gasped—actually gasped.
“You know she has quite a large de¬
posit iu our bank. Well, this morning
she came in. and, to my astonishment,
drew t wen tv-nine hundred dollars. At
ten minutes of three the note was paid
by the middl*-aged lady of whom I have
told you. I jiave since learned there is
an aunt on a visit to Nellie, who an¬
swers the description of that middle-aged
lady. Nellie no doubt had one hundred
dollars in ready cash, and drew' only
twenty-nine hundred as a blind.”
It was plain enough now. Frank was
dazed.
Of course he didn’t dross himself ro
gardless that evening before ho started
to see Nellie! Perhaps he didn’t walk
along the road as though he was float
ing ! Oh, ro—not at all 1
Perhaps he didn’t see through her as
Burned coldness when she met him!
Perhaps it v is a long time before they
understood each other !
At all ev< fib, if there lmd been one
peeping Ir, ' parlor at about nine
o’clock, be ? he would have seen a
Y -op from a irmnlj
shoulder, sho'Siders a f) i-etty faces do not grow
on manly of their own accord.
Whether the chirping sounds that
occasionally broke the low conversation
were kisses^ will always remain a matter
of conjecture. Wo express 110 opinion ;
and the wedding that soon followed will
help our readers to form their own
opinion on so delicate a topic.
Uncle Remus on Education.
As Uncle Remus came up Whitehall
street yesterday, he met a little colored
boy carryi ng a slate and a number of
books. Some words passed between
them, but tlieir exact purport will prob¬
ably never be known. They were un*
pleasant, for the attention of it wander¬
ing policeman was called to the matter
by hearing the old man bawl out:
“Don’t you come foolin’ longer me,
nigger. Youer flipin’ yo’ sass at de
wrong color. You’k’n go roun’ here
an’ sass dese white people, an’ maybe
dey’ll stan’ it,. but w’en you como a
s ii n gj n yo ’ jaw at a man w’at wuz gray
w > Pn de fahmin’days gin out, you bet
ter go an’git vo’hide gveazed.”
“What’s the matter old man V” asked
a sympathized policeman.
“Nothin’, boss,’cep’in I ain’t gwin
ter hav’ no nigger chillun a hoopin’ an’
a hollerin’at me w’eu I’m gwine ’long
de streets »
“Ob, well—school-children— you know
how they are.”
up) at ’s w’at make I say w’at I duz.
Dey better be home picken up chips.
W’at a nigger gwirieter l’arn outen
hooks ? I kin take a bar’l stave an’
fling mo’ sense inter a nigger in one
miuit dan all de school houses betwixt
dis en de stateuv Midgigin. Don’t talk,
honey 1 Wid one bar’l stave 1 kin fa’rly
lif’ de vail erignunce.”
“Then you don’t believe in educa
cion ?”
“Hits de ruination cr dis country,
Look at my gal. De ole ’ornan sent ’er
scll00 i ^ vear ail i now / diu —> n t
^ ^ ^ ^ (J(
home. She done got beyant ’er bizness.
1 ain’t larnt nuthin in books, >en yit I
kin count all de money I gits. No use
a talkin’, boss. Put a spelling book in
a nigger’s hand s en right den en dar’
you loozes a plow hand. I done had do
spe’unce un it .”—Atlanta Constitution.
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^ ^iHle chap had a dirty face and his
teacher told him to go and wash it. He
went away, and after a few minutes
carne back with the lower part of his
countenance tolerably clean, while the
upper part was dirty and wet.
“Johnny,” said the teacher, “why
didn’t you wash your face ?”
“I did wash it, sir.”
“You didn’t wipe it all over, then.”
“I did wipe it as high as my shirt
would go.”
Pride often builds the nest in which
poverty batches its sorrows.
No. 12.
POETRY.
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A Stroll on The High Hill.
BT J, W. D.
On one fair, pleasant morn in spring,
The aun was shining bright and clear ;
The little birds did sweetly sing.
^ nd ' varl5 led forth their cheerful air.
Ths fragrant flowers now in bloom,
Upon the hills, among the tress;
Sent forth their precious, sweet perfume
Upon each gentle, passing breuio.
>Twas then we took our happy stroll
Upon the high and rugged hi!!—
When we had walked the willow pole
That spanned the little winding rill.
We climbed up through the underwood,
Until at length we gained its heights ;
And then In joy and rapture stood,
To contemplate surrounding sights.
We then sat down to rest and think,
And talk of wonders so profound
While from that tall, that lofty brink,
We viewed the smaller hills around.
And now before us, in full view,
Lay fields, woods and branches green ;
And flowers, yellow, pink and blue—
Ob ! what a treat I delightful scene.
As there we sat and mused, I thought
Of Him whose hand hail made it all ;
Whose wisdom, power and skill had
wrought,
With equal care, the great and small.
The works of nature lift their voice,
In praise to our Creator, Lord ;
And all Ilia handy works rejoice,
To illustrate Ills written word.
MISCELLANEOUS.
Various Bibles.
Queer titles have been given to old
editions of the Scriptures. The “Bug”
Bible was printed in London in 155i, by
Nicholas Hyll. The nickname arose
from tho following : Psalm xci, 5. “So
that thou slmlt not nede to be afraid
for any Brtggrs by nfglite,” etc. The
present reading is “Thou alialt not be
afraid for the terror by night,” etc.
The “Breeches” Bible was printed
1569, at Cannm, and no called from that
word in Gen. ill, 7.
The “Treacle” Bible was printed In
1508 by Riclwrd Jugge. In Jeremiah
viii, 22, it roads, “Is there no tryacle in
Gilead?” In 1009 the word tryacle was
changed for fosin, hence another edition
known ns the “Rosin Bible, iu which the
passage reads. “Is there 110 rosin iu
Gilead?” Tho word balm was not
introduced until lttli, and the reading,
“Is there no balm in Gilead ?” continues
until the time,
The “He Bible, printed in London in
Dill, by Robert Barker, takes its nick
name from a curious error occurring in
Until ill,15,“He measured six measures of
barly and laid it on her and he went into
thecity.” In tlie same year (1011) another
and entirely distinct edition was printed,
in which the word she was substituted
for the he above mentioned, and hence
tbe name “She” Bible was given it, to
distinguish it from the “He” Bible.
The “Wicked” Bible was printed in
1031, and takes its name from tlie very
funny mistake of omitting the negative
in tlie seventh commandment, making
it read, “Thou slialt commit adultery.”
This extraordinary omission occured
again in a German edition of about
1832, so there is a “Wicked” Bible in
Herman as well sis English,
The “Vinegar” Bible, 1717, is so
called because tho headline of Luke,
chapter xx, reads, “The parable of the
vinegar,” instead of the vineyard.
printer of this edition was one J. Bas
kett i of Oxford, and because of the
numerous typographical faults, it was
sometimes called the “Basket-full of
errors.”
A Useful Table.
To aid farmers in arriving to aceu
racy in ascertaining the amount of land
in different fields under cultivation, tlie
following table is given bv an agricul
tural paper ;
5 yards wide 906 yards long contains
one acre
10 yarns wide by m yard(4 , 0Jlg con .
tains one acre.
20 yards wide by 242 yards long con
tains one acre.
40 yards wide by 121 yards long con
tains one acre.
160 yards wide by 30j yards long con
tains one acre.
220 yards wide by 19$ feet long con
tains one acre.
HO feet wide by 390 feet long contains
one acre.
60 feet wide by 720 feet long contains
one acre.
Telephonic commniiiearion lias been es
tabimhcd between Nashville a distance of
nearly two hundred miles.
Spurgeon, in a recent sermon, deplored
the prevailing infidelity of the age, reinark
ing that clergymen were not afraid to [>ro
fess principles which formerly, only the
most daring atheist had the temerity to
a'KTvr.
THE DEMOCRAT.
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twelve months . SO 60
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W One Inch or Less considered as a
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all fractions of squares will be counted M
squares. Liberal deductions made on Com*
' tract Advertising.
How Advertising Wine.
The first time a man looks at an ad*
vertisement he does not see it.
The second time, be does not notie* R.
The third time, he Is dimly conscious
of It.
The fourth time, he faintly remem*
bers having seen something of the kind
before.
The fifth time, he half reads jt, - ,
The sixth time, he turns Up hia nose at
it;
The seventh time, be reads it *11
through, and says, “Pshaw. ” .
The eighth time, he ejaculates,
“Here’s that confounded thing again
The ninth time, he wonders “if there
is anything in it.”
The tenth time, he thinks it might
suit somebody else's Case.
The eleventh time, he thinks be will
ask his neighbor if he has tried or knows
anything about it.
The twelfth time, he wonders how the
advertiser can make it pay.
The thirt * !nth time - he raUier thinfca
“ nuiid ins a good thing.
The fourteenth time, he happens to
think it is just what he wanted for •
long time.
The fifteenth time, he resolves to try
it as soon as he can afford it.
The sixteenth time, lie examines the
address carefully, and makes a memo¬
randum of it.
The seventeenth time, he feels tanta¬
lized to think he is hardly able to afford
it.
The eighteenth time, he is painfully
reminded lie much needs that particular*
ly excellent article;
The nineteenth time, he counts hia
money to see bow much he would have
left if he bought It; and
Tiie • twentieth time, he frantically
rushes out, iu a fit of desparation, and
buys.
Figuring for Presents.
A newsboy with three or four morning
papers under his arm, called into a
Woodward avchue jewelry store yester¬
day morning, and inquired.
“Kin you tell me the price of a wo¬
man’s gold watch—one 0 ’ dem kind aa
winds up by twistin’ da knob?”
“You mean a sterowiuder,” answered
the clerk, “you can get a pretty good ona
for about 800.”
“Jest sixty ?”
“Yes.”
“And how much for a diamond pin—
one most as big as a bean ?”
“Well about *300.”
“Three hundred’ll take It will they?’*
“Yes.”
“Thanks,” said the boy as he backed
out. He sat down with his back to the
wall, figured with a pencil on the margin
of one of his papers, and presently
soliloquized.
“Three hundred for a pin, and sixty
for the wateli—that's three hundred and
sixty. Them’s my Santa Claus presents
for maw and paw, and I've got eighty
one cents on hand and two weeks more
to Work in. Yere’s your moruin’ pa¬
pers 1”— Detroit Free Dress.
Wo are all silver bugs now.
Song of the shoemaker—“A rise, my
sole, a rise.”
Sweet-meats: Two fond lovers In a
fond embrace.
Spell-bound : Stuck on a word at a
8pe>ling m at ' ;l) -
«,’f _ t ___
1 LaFin r . wIl , so that
300n overta kes it
— —
Something entirely uncalled for—An
advertised letter.
What nation produces the most mar¬
riages V Fascination.
They are raising toads in France to
kill off tlie cockroaches.
A)1 men are not homeless, but some
are home less than others.
Pole Cat Ranche is the name of a
Wyoming town. A sort of one-cent
P lac e.
The reason why rag-pickers grow rich
—Because their business is continually
picking up.
Why should a spider he a good cor¬
respondent V Because he drops a line
by every post.
There are mure fools than wise men,
and even in the wise men more folly
than wisdom.
I)r. Revillout states that lemon juice
used as a gargle, is an efficacious specific
against diphtheria and similar throat
diseases.
An illiterates corresnondcut, who is
given to sporting wants to know when
11,0 “Anglo-Saxon race,” so much talk
ed about is to come off.