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Newspaper Page TextCRAWFORDVILLE DEMOCRAT. Volume 7. ALEXANDER STEPHENS. Sage, Patriot, Statesman and Philan¬ thropist. 'Ve publish below as stated in ou r last issue the beautiful tribute to the memory of Mr. Stephens from the per. of Mr. T. K. Oglesby, which appeared in the Milledgeville Union and Recor¬ der of the 10th, inst. Mr. Oglesby was one,of _ Mr. Stephens , closest , . pei sonal friends and his knowledge of him both in private and public life enabled him to write such a tribute to his memory as but few others could do. “I pray thee then, hisfellow Write me as one who loved .men.'’ On the evening of the third of March, Dr. H. H. Steiner, of Augusta, then in Atlanta, wrote me as follows : “Our friend, Governor Stephens, is extremely ill. I have never beeu so anxious about him before. If he can be made to sleep well to¬ night, he may be better in the morn¬ ing. I am deeply anxious about him. ” The morning after these lines were written, aud before I had received them, as I was on my way to the Bap¬ tist church house in the beautiful city of Atneneus, 1 heard from the lips of a small boy tbe words—“Governor Ste¬ phens is dead.”—Speedy and anxious inquiry only too surely proved the truth. Sleep, restful, balmy, life renewing sleep, which lies with the Vile in loathsome beds, and gives its re¬ pose to the wet sea-boy in the storm’s rude hours, did not come to the states¬ men who was dying for the want of it, and when that night had passed away he had “another morn that ours.” Five weeks have come and gone since then, and many more just must he numbered with the eternal past be¬ fore the words,“Mr.Siepi.efis is dead.” sound can lose the strangeness of their to ears that have so long been cheered by the sunshine of liis presence. A month and more has passed since that sad day, and though I have stood beside the coffin’d day, aud looked upon the lifeless form, and seen it pris¬ on’d in the tomb, mid tbe solemn iiusti of the mighty, mourning multi¬ tude, “jet cannot 1 by force be led to tninR upou the wormy bed, and him together,” nor resi ze that his eloquent tongue is forever mule in tbe cold grave. Cheek to cheek through life lie had lain close by the “pallid angel. Pain,” long, long had his poor tram • been stretched upon the rack of tin*, lough world, but in death there was no pain-rack seen, no siun of the lit'e Jonar haiid-lo-jmiitj coni tin i doth smici ■ ing and disease, but a repose, ii sle d— mi ineffable, vvomhous t aim. like that which comes to the tired child dimmed to sleep lij’ gentlest lullaby in its mo h er’s arms. Often had I seen that face in sleep in lift, but lit ver in life had 1 seen the perlectiy serene rested expression, “rapture of repose” that on it in the sleep of death. There was a ‘•halo hovering round decay” that al¬ most for “one treacherous hour Made me doubt the tyrant’s seal’d, power, So fair, so calm, sosoitly reveal’d.” The first, last look by death UU , . , how I , wished, . , . as I r gazed . upon them, that the shrouded eyes conkl open and meet my own with the soul lit glance of old once more, that the fragile fingers could thrill me willi then touch again, and the tougue speak the tbe old familiar words of welcome. They were words he loved to speak, i have a mental photograph album m which he wrote down answers to a se lies ot questions intended to bung out a correct mental portraiture. One of the quratiors is What are the sw«s - words m the world?” His answer is- 1 loathe 0 mvin^ht^r^o/ tfm man 'is i . a^cei ,. v t bis swee“ simple answer No u^ mm 4 arLu^fiom al to liis ear than •md^with the fneiid be loved ! t wdi it frieiX delightful ease he en M Minm Who that ever met h him m in in the i ,e social soua circle o xoie, either at his own Leloved Liberty Hall, or in his hospitable rooms in Washing ton, does not remember the frankness that spread case and at^ition around it, the eye that spoke dffabili y , that om, and chased to d timidity^ eveiy one fro in the * company - * t0 R^.rp particularly ,Sn f social dwelling more nrivatl P ivltnMltIm that and within’reacn life so at t fs I desIre came makL nf of lib lntiuenc fiuence , to some fSSff ‘ ftiK JJ: • p. th e study and admiration of mankind ^cch Dr II V M Miller in a which show srarIr more of the genu ^ Speech, iDC H, ^.odv truly Lid said that fhat 5H Mi. Jstepfieu’s .aep. en a most majestic einrueut vvi ®“ 0, chU” f' 1 ^ ‘ greater sebo seen a man ot , ] hlghe JL« fiXed cu t uie aid a more polished writer md have heard “ "t 0 «fn°^rs ut i have nev ^rrlsone wise tidSSi a man as Mr Ste f^me'd to well in forme • it is another ho be wise. Ma VH rpit d man v books bS“"ti^bJ^rS.S M, Swt^t dom-the wisdom which So.omon prayed for when he said, “Give me a wise and unstand.ng heart home body has said that tor' this sort of wisdom two things are required earnestness and love. The earnestness winch looks ci; life practically, which ponders upon it. trying to understand CRAWFORD VILLE, GA., FRIDAY, APRIL 27th, 1883. it like a philosopher, but in order to know how to live and how to die j and Hie love which opens the hearts, and jpukes it generous, and reveals secrets deeper than prudence or political eeon qciy teaches ; the love which, long sgo, found atterance in the words “it & more blessed to give than to re ive.” S f Alexander II. Stephens did not sess that earnestness, and that love, then they never found abiding place in heart of man. They did dwell in his heart, else he had never risen so far a $ ove his fellows in the subordination of passion and prejudice to calm, clear reason. Therein was tne great differ ence between him ai.d most other men, Their religious, political and peisonal prejudices sway them, while he, re garding prejudice as tbe most formula ble obstacle to the advancement of truth, of which he was a most sincere adorer, sternly exercised its baneful presence from liis mind, and walked over in the way where reason led. Trutli was the pole-star of his life ; to its ascertainment were all the efforts his reason directed, its light he fob lowea with uiafaultezing tread, at its purfffbriue he worshipped with a de votion i|£ ardent and unswerving as Gheber’s to the sun. His reason—his wisdom—taught him that truth should ne*er yield to error, mat principle Jfewfficb‘euabled^ibn should never be sacrificed, even mo 'to face ami ttefy danger and defeat of any sort in maintaining what he believed to be true and right. “I believe to-day,” said. Dr. Miller, “after a life-long ac quanuaince with him, that he was the bravest man lever looked in the iace.” A few days ago I met Mr. VV. F. Herring, a well-known He Georgian, told that, now living in New York. me when a 1 oy in Atlanta he witnessed il.syrrtmet made on Mr. Stephen* by a de&wute tiTSftrgiig unin of giant frame. He saw tirgjti mans knife raised above the of bis weak and prostrate vie tiuV, and heard the lionise imprecation with which he said, ! “Retract, or I’ll cut#’ Looking his foe in the face, Hie Wood streaming from the wounds lie liad already received and the gleam iug fatal blade about to descend in a last, blow, the almost dying, but dauntless. mail answered, “Never! Cut I” Mr. Herring says Unit, tolas dying day, lie can never forget that exhibition of the thiukl most utter fearless neSs which he humai* nature cau possibly exhibit. JjuL it was not ulone the sort of biavtry witnessed by Mr. Herring that Dr. Miller meaue. it was the courage i have jusL spoken of, wliicli gave hail the will and moral strength to say and do what he beli.-ved to iw . riuiu, regardless ..f what might be Hie per „ 'uvi, im-Mdueiices to him Jei... tll.V i WUOlB me was an niusu'a . t.iou of Ins rare courage, but 1 will re¬ call t,..e liioiaiice ol it which dwells particularly m my memory because 1 witnessed it, aim because it occurred at a time when, in doing what lie did, ne imd to breast the waves of partisan and sectional lury at their highest. It was during the congressional ses siou of 74-’5, v, he.i the country was convulsed with tne Louisiana trovbles, and every otter question had given way to the most momentous one of the hour—“What should be dona iu regard to Louisiana ?” Rival bodies were claiming authority over citizens, biwi „ess was paralyzed, bloodshed and oth er destruction were imminent aud a co „g less j 0 nal committee was sent there to devise, if possible some plan t | ia . u vvould restore tranquility to the muc b (j^jUt-red commonwealth and lev j Ve ber perishing commerce.lt resul let [ m the submission to Congress of w n a t was known as the Wheeler coin p,. oln j S( ,_ so called for tlie Hon. VVm. A- W heeler, who was its author, and a ^publican. While the Democratic nielu beis of tiie committee agreed upon ))0 plall that promised so prompt and safe a solution of the troubles they opposed Mr. Wheelers plan. I bey se *' mea to c l oose ’ ntther ’ '- ‘V question should , remain unsettled, bo wlje ri tlle c °mpromise was submitted to Congress , they labored against its “^option- A vote was odered, and as tl ,e roll-call ^en progressed, aud neared its ' it was that the result might f VJte . This possibility ulo a stronger and stronger p^babiiity until, us the name of Mr, ritepiiens was appioaciied, it was al most a certainty. There he sat, with hls i uteu8e eye upon everything that I'ass.d, the picturesque and rare one ioan, unapproachable by all others in Hie unity of b« character, aud m the thousand-fold anxieties which entered upon kioi. t luaily, »»■’ tlie clerk called— «»»*» thought, came clear and ringing * i0i ^ Uie roller-chair, and Alexander -U Stephens’s vote had saved u.e mtac- — the r seals, tire galleries were astouisli ^ a ml even tne reporters wer- star tieu and looked <mit tm-y thougni he “ad voted “aje” nnsla .eiiiy. ’1 was a sight they were not accustomed mat of a man daring to vote at and var, ‘ auce with iris party associates, es Pec.ally a Southern man, at such a ie ver ed nine as that. Of course a bit ter “ufery was at once raised over the vote by tire ultra partisan papers and pdliiiciauis. but not many months had tv.u, “iSXSS Si country problem "J^lHCh tbe was then con llM it M „t adople d old chaos would have C-me aga [ u ^ t tha t fairland, and there »•* no telling bavoc migut have been wrought beforeorder order could oiuia^have have teeu ^tewas onVof the bravest acts public life, „ as one of the wisest. In it lie exlribi ted that combination of wisdom and eonrage without which there can be made no complete title to the name of statesman, it is within my knowledge that more than one Southern Demo cratic member thought, as he.did, that the adoption of the Wheeler Compro¬ mise was the best thing that could be done at the^ time, under the existing circumstances, but they did not have the courage to face the storm which they knew their votes for it would bring about their heads. So they eith¬ er voted against it or “dodged.” The country is still- familiar with Mr. Stephens’s course on the famous Rotter Resolutions how he again differed from his party associates— aga i n assailed by blind partisan ran cor au d restless aud malicious represen tation— and bow the wisdom of liis course was again speedily and cotn pietely vindicated. Verily, Dr. Mil ler spoke truth when he said that this m an, like Samuel of old, “had uuder standing of the times, to know what Israel ought to do.” Look back over hj s whole career and name. I pray you, if you can, the thing that he ad vised the people to do which the fu ture did not prove it had beep best |for he them to have done ; or the tiling warned them, not to do the conseqnen C es of which, when done, did not prove the wisdom of his warning. He was democratic, not in the mod ern nig sense a caucas of the nomination term as nor never differing boi^ from a caucus po icy, but on principle, f <» * ‘ distinction to a latitiidniarian c strnction of the Constitution, and as expre*6d in his own defflni .on of w *iat should be the great obj-ct government namely, to secure the greatest good to every member of so¬ ciety that can possibly be aocomplish eti without injury to any. The PJ* * ciples embodied in the Ameiican Gon stduiion he regards as a sacred deposi f 01 N 11 tUH ; W I1C I ^lovirten e has committed to the American people lor the general benefit of mankind ; »«d he felt that it is the world’s last u 8 H 'i and l f oe once extnigiiish ed there cannot be found tlie 1 1 methean heat that can its light relume, He devoted his life to the study ( f thi wonderful American system, a study winch said the lamented Hill, to lllln w,l ° * (,ves Liberty, is more en chanting than romance, more bewiteh "'S Jove, and more elevating t [ lan an y pthei science. So strong 1 was his love for las na l,ve that. when, at the downfall of the confederacy, he was advised to seek refuge in foreign climes from the captivity and probable death that awaited him here, he answered -No, I w<>uld rather die in this.eoun -■> remain, ..........„ and accept wliatever V'r» tate is in in store for me.” The gifted Mrs. Mary E. Bryan, *n aa admirable article in the Sunny South, told in apt and graceful phrase of that strong fibre of sympathy witli the yeomanry of the laud which was born witli him, and was nurtured by the associations of his earlier years, and remained with him through life, that gave him his hold upon the hearts 0 f the people. Never had I been so struck with the rural element in his nature, with the “blending of the yeo mitl , a nd the patrician, the patriarch and the statesman,” as I was during the canvass he made in 1878—the last canvass he ever made of his old dis trict- It was a beautiful revelation to me —that travel witli him through the counties of his district, and witness ing the intercourse between him and the country people. It showed that the title of “the great commoner bim, and W as not misbestowed upon that, if constituents never had more faithful representative, so never had representative more devoted consti uents . When a man has been (j on g re88 uninterruptedly fora long series of years,he comes to be regarded aa , to a great extent, thejtme of the portrai- people ture and personification What honor who send him there. an t(> the le of the Eighth Georgia district—what K ‘to a lustre it shed upon have such a a man as Alexander II Stephens regarded ! wheR as a tV oe of themselves ’ VVhen, oh they-whei. will ca _j iave another like him ? His dom his experience unsullied integri t pis ardent patriotism, his cool and deliberate judgment, his conciliatory temper, .i his firm adherence to pnnci p ' | e W lien and where shall we find a U bstllute for them ? When the pub j; »ju.“!»..du,, c councils shall become distracted B ..iut personal animosities adding tenfol 1 bitterness to tlie conflict of iival in ten . s ts and discordant opinions, how 1 I ||f w | l03e co:niteiiiin<*e, the very light a ,.,, istn a.. from the tempest of hostile 1 1Klssio , w t0 tl ,e caUn composure of har y a „d peace. Rnt 0 f his public Idd life others can tell J, t , fUmillarity rs liaV( . t with far more ability * rl y than is poasiblc with T at he accomplished what lie „dds against him. (|ifn one 0 f tlie marvels of iiisto ^ “He is the most remarkable man I o nee heard Herschel 0 V nA n hWthImmd T U.e‘ $ ^ ^-rnan Whose life in drcS^Unce, bar ^ ^ “ Jrapples the of A „d with his evil star ; who make, by force his merits known A„d lives to clutch the golden keys, To ^“petbewlii^r mould a mighty state’s decrees. of the throne? : Of the world’s great men, ? » of Ijitrt as of that most illustrious American, that he loved fame, the ap proyal of coming generations, the good opiuinn of bis fellow-men of liis own time ; and be desired to make his con duct coincide with tlieir wishes ; biff not fear of censure, nor the prospect of applause, could tempt, him to swerve from rectitude ; and the praise which lie coveted was the sympathy of that moral sentiment which exists in every human heart, and goes forth only to the welcome of virtue. There is a character in fiction whose peculiar situation and career in the troublous times in wh'cli lie was made to take a part. I have often heard Mr. Stephens characterize as a striking counterpart of liis own position and coti 'se in public life. It is the charac¬ ter *>f “Morton,” in “Old Mortality.” T ie public life of a statesman is im perhhably recorded in tbe pages of lbs country’s history, but we often have to regiet the imperfection of the records of The best portion of a good man's life, IT. little, nameless, umeiuember’d acts O, kindness aud of love. 'innugh Mr. Step lien’s private life ws>s_more open to the public view than that of any other man whom I have evv known or of whom I have ever read, yet much of its “best portion” cottid lie known only to those whom the chances of life threw into daily and hourly association witli him. It was my lot—and how dearly I esteem it I h<> -i no words to tell—to live in sucli intimate relations with him for years, and 1 hold it a sacred duty, and preci¬ ous privilege as well, to write my testi raory of the beautiful life that was re¬ vealed to me in those hours when the world’s eye was not on hint. 1 has ever been, since ry’s bloody sweat and agony, a God diki life on earth, it was that which we. I nut fioin Atlanta on that quiet Sabbath morning, five weeks agone. lie was the kindest human being I ever knew. His poor little emaciated body wa the casket of the biggest, soul that ever went shriven or unslniven before tin judgment bar of God. It might be sain of him, as it was of Jesus, that he went a nit doing good. Wherever he saw tin- form of affliction lie covered ii with tin-tender web of his pity, and gave Efi'd it, when he could, the helping and the she'tering arm. For hi there was, in the sorrows a ml su kings of earth’s millions, an inti¬ lth vnoe, crying out—“Help! help no .. or it will soon be too late I” He sa they were the saddest words in the wi 1 to him—those little words—“too hit and that he could conceive no idi if misery profounder than that coi ijed in the utterance—“Ye knew y>, iuty, and ye did it not.” ' ever forget the thrilling pathos » ' 'v^ve heard him read the t.i lyiiilf ward and of Effle, sinning, the and “ptiir doomed sister.’' to way ignominious death ? Even now I an infinitely ten 0jU1 hear him saying, in j one3 . ,,q madam, sorrow'for If ever ye kend what it was to and with a siuing Hn q a suffering creature, whose mind j^ste tossed that she can be neither ca ’d fit to live or die, have Alas! some corn passion on her misery! it is 00 t when we sleep soft and wake iiut gjjy.ourselveu, that we think on other . )eo)> j e , s sufferings. Otfr hearts are wa xed light within us then, and we are f rhrliwnir our ain wrangs are liglil • our ajtl battles. But when the |„m r 0 f trouble comes to the mind or t 0 the body—and when tlie hour of ^th comes, that comes to high and . _mv Leddv, then it is na what we j,ae dune for others that we think aia iat pleasantly.” A.nd so through life, tie w.is pleasant others and laying up death, thoughts against the hour of n u| .j, lKt hese V ei,tyofi(lyearsofliisex contributed uioie to the bli¬ ma p happiness ‘ than the vast majority of woU hl were tlieir lives prolnig ed to seventy times seventy. His ke neyolence was as boundless as the. an flM(1 |,is charity as wide as the welkin, Like Abou Ben Adhere, angel ns name cou id be written in the s as 0M who Invert his fellow-men. And |)i8 tefiow-roen loved him. The dewey Sfude PV es and saddened faces in that vast that gathered round his bier IL^TvTthe mGeorgH’s shrouded capitol, liore tes ^j, depth of the bold he had j | U 1 Ij hearts. Among the nui.Hiei |le wl|0 was obsei veil to linger i 0Hgel . an d bend lowlier over the dead u,an tlie otners, and when he finally lurne( i fr0 , n a fast, long, lingering look at the wail, still face and the told a |mlld8 tears were seen trickling do wn the boarded cheeks. He bad ►ui/en tlie life of his fellow-men in com i,, u,e,» stilled in death before him had wntte.i lt)e pa idoii that stripped from Ins jimbs the shackles that had beer, plao s. srs x free. I)ow had said to him, “Go, be a nd sm no more.” And gazing mi t „ a t cold, dead, meicilul nand. and on those death-sealed lip), the bronzed, scarred man wept like a child. “I look upon a day us l ist, ’ said the great Dr. Johnson “in which l do not a new acquaintance,” I lielieve Mr. Stephens came to look upon a day as lost in wliicli be did not do some tiring to add to somebody's happiness, General Jackson has told us now, S’l^p ^1^10.' ..MarsAleciskmder pllito V to dogs than In? is folks.” How thick upon memory came thronging c fhT jd e „ts most touchingly illustrating ' the utter utter truth^ulm«»«C trut what master and serva t.Mid ^ after The tostoug loved tbe character of “Uncle Toby, 5, the btuVe old Soldier, whose heart was sc tender Withal that he would not hurt a fly, and whose soul was so sinless that, when the o.ith lie uttered was borne to Heaven’s cliancery, tne Accusing Spirit blushed as he gave it in, and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever. Such a man in very truth, was he of whom l write. 1 have heard him intercede fof the life of the poor, buzzing, troublesome insect captured in bis room of a summer night. “Don’t kill it, just put it outside,” he would say, so gently and so earnestly. He seemed to feel that “the meanest bee tie that we tread upon, in corporal suf¬ ferance finds a pang as great as when a giant dies,” and lie would not inflict that pung upon any living creature. I have seen his heart moved by tile piti ous, appealing look of a friendless dog that passed him on the wayside, and of all the demonstrations of joy with which he was met on his return home after a long absence, none were live¬ lier nor sincerer than those made by “l’luck,” Hie poor, dumb and blind brute who was nowhere so happy as at ids master’s feet. Many, many deeds of kindness and of love, many tender associations rise vividly before me now, for sorrow sharpens memory,but they must, go un¬ recorded save or. the hearts whereon they are written in letters of unfading love. Doubtless, it has occurred to some to ask, “How could this man, whose heart was so full of divine love and ten¬ derness, seek to take the lift) of Ins fellow-man, by challenging him to mor¬ tal combat ?” 1 have often asked my¬ self the question after 1 came to know him, and once, when talking with him of the differences which led to the hos¬ tile correspondence with that other dis¬ tinguished Georgian. I expressed to him my self-questioning, in view of the fatal consequences that might have ltd lowed. He replied, “1 didn’t intend to kill him,” and then 1 knew that within tiiat gentle bosom there liad never entered tlie dreadful motion ot a murderous thought. The latter days of the two men who had been so es¬ tranged in earlier life were marked by a cordiality of intercourse that admit¬ oblit¬ ted no question of the complete eration of whatever 'unpleasantness of feeling had existed in the past. Scarce it twelve month ago I saw them togeth¬ er in most friendly, even tender, social communion. It. was the last time I saw one of them, lor lie was then “al¬ most home.” Death hud already lain its all-conquering hand upon his majes¬ tic form, aid was hurrying him with relentless swiftness to the grave, whither the other was soon to follow bun. Let us hope they are together now in the perpetual peace of Paradise, but never'diib'hi , 'iiiti.u l, ViV.\' A, k'own, preacher, with charity like Mr. Ste phens. N in greater has tlweult, in this breathing world since lie left it who condemned not the erring Magda¬ \iiief len, ami pardoned the pmilent upon the cross. The holiest man that ever donned tne sacerdotal robe might have sat at his fee t and learned of this heavenly essence l menu not the t li irity of giving pecuniary assistance to the poor and needy—to which the most of liis substance was devoted not the charily of tne purse, but the charity of the Si 1 ul, and martyrdom ot tlie temper; the charily wliicli says, “Judge no', that ye lie not judged;” which prays, •■Let not this weak, unknowing hand, Presume Thy holts to throw ; Ami deal damnation round tlie land, Oil him I deem Thy foe." The charity wliicli moved, him ever, when his enemies were bitterest and liis detractors loudest and most reck¬ less, to say "Father, forgive them, they know not what they do.” The charity which made him “gently »caii ins brother man,” remembering that “tn step aside is Imuran,” and wliicli finds such eloquent expression in tbe words lie so often quitted from the immortal Burns : H)e heart, 'Us He alone Decidedly can d.ord-its try us; various tone. lt e knows eaeh Each spring-its various bias Then at the balance let, s he mute, We never can adjust it; compute, Wl.afs done we part y may s,st d ’" (t wllilt 8 “■■ ” ' ’Twas the glorifying magic of tins heaven descended virtue, that had made its home so long within that rtillei-cliair, which made the great hearted Jackson feel that “tho lines over which those wheels han rolled were holy ;-that no Georg an coil'd cross them with a base thought, Ins head, or a mean, malignant feting m to the mothu-caiith ^hic » u> frail, attenuated fiarne to . , ,, and now has hugged it to Imseif . am of its ^ powerlessness to render fit tug r b He. or fashion words to tell ous my love dead, and I lee. veneration tnat 1 should for the not Ijistn- lay it down without decla ing tnat I .ann it for a moment entei tain the id ni that Mr. Stephens s 'leath wascaust.doi hastened by any ovei taxing of is men tal ins or ofliu-. physical ■ I ' lst powers ice t< Ins by the ^' y es “ not pcimit me < > ■ y ■ / |( ^ |jtif ' ; as that I bar know.n 1, u _ I tbe mind of Alex . or of Georg a. to put What under Stephens to its bent ? evidence is there of any l> serm g from its moorings of that mighty m tellect-of any stray ug of that velons mental mechanism from its proper and accustomed track till after ' days and nights of mortal illness had dumber 17. fallen upon his hodv and his senses had been steeped in stlipefving por* t ions? is it in the hook lie liad butre cently written V Read It and see. Is in those poliifcrrl Speeches to thepeo pie of Georgia, but a few months since, which attracted the attention and com* mantled the admiration cff the most en* lightened minds throughout the Un ion ? Read them and say where and who is the man that can frame stien master pieces of logic, lore.’ of staiesman ship and Cliief noiitical Is it in any act as Executive of the State? Name it. Is it in any writing penned by his hand of of his dictation during the last six mouths. Produce it. Is it in the speech delivered in tile pres¬ ence of that immense audieuce in Georgia’s most cultured city a fort* night before liis death? I saw him and talked with him tl e night of his departure for Savannah, and never saw him with brighter look nor heard him speak in cheerier tone than therf. Nrq no ; Twas no strain of mind nor body in the performance of Executive du¬ ties that snapped the thread of life. He would have died sooner without any to do w^ik Governor. than from the work he had attribute as Industry was air of Ids nature ; labor an luhe* rent impulsion, and a habit, Work was the law of liis being. He worked to kill pain', and bad the outer frame¬ work not b en touched by the! parulyz* ing band of death the glorious engin# u ftlifn vvobkf be still working on ifu* hurt, with its wonted and its iron pow*' er. But tlie mandate came, bidding it to cease, and the silver cord was loosed ; broken was the golden bowl tlie long day’s task was done—the “fitful fever” over. Sleep bad come at last, and a sage, a patriot, a statesman, and a philanthropist was gone I However saddening to thousands of others was tie summons that called him hence, tvo know that there were no terrors in that call for him.— Throughout his early pilgrim ige he had kept “a correspondence fixed with Heaven,” and had lived ever mindful of the solemn hour that waited for him somewtiere on life’s uncertain way. 1 think, in all history, there is pot an instance of a fitter closing of a no¬ bler life. Often have I heard him say, when the pale messenger was hovering over him, that lie did not wish to out¬ live his capacity to serve his fellow men. Death found him with “the) harness on,” at the post of duty to which iiis countrymen had called him, and to which lie went hi that spirit of consecration which marked liis life,and made him disregard the relaxations and exemptions of age. It came to him m a beautiful old age, finding him blessed witli all that should accompany it —“as honor, love, obedience, did troops of friends,” and mi tenderly it mile loosen j.tie bonds that held the spirit in of tbe steto of hour, but went "like one who had wrapped the drapery of his couch about him ami lain him down to pleasant it dreams.” Where else could have come to him so fitly ? Where but in, the very midst of the people to whom all the tlirobbiiigs of Ills heart were given would he have been so willing to have LIm, ej tlirobbings cease ? And, as if absolutely nothing should bo want¬ ing to complete the symmetry of liis glorious life, and carry its sacred simil¬ itude as far as mortal nalure would permit, its last official act, done while bo lay upon bis dying bed, was the par¬ don of a criminal. Did not Hie gen¬ tle, loving Jesus, in the very agony of. crucifixion, do the same ? The eternal silence wraps him now; Hidden forever from our sight is that dear, familiar, fragile form; closed im death are the eyes whose glance had magic in it ; never again will our heartstrings lie thrilled by that clarion voice; but in the innermost shrines of our hearts is his memory embalmed and liis image limned forevermore 1 “In the blank silence of the narrow tomb The clay rmtv rent which wrapped his human uneonquered birth; by that silent doom, Hut, all The spirit of bis thought shaft walk uic earth, and in light.'' In glory • —leans pants .Wc; Nice Summer Coats 50c; Straw Hats 5c; Wool Hats Trtb ffi Oil Cloth 25c. per yard; Full Suits of Summer Clothts *■! 50; vVhite London Cords «*c. per yard; Handsome Printed Muslins 5c per yar(1 . Everything new handsome and, 0 |,eap at C. A' Davis A Cos., Greencs boro, Ga. _ The v;l3 t quantity and variety of r sale by (f C. A. Davis & Co., a ., is a matter of ’ i . . prices oW 0 f Taliaferro make a minute of ^is » and read the new advertisement Davis & Co., in this issue of ^ _Read the new advertisement of C A Davis A- Co., Greetiesboro. t,a tl% . handsomest Mllli , lne8t Milliner, the ner y Gooods, the lowest prices lit C. A« |> a vis * <Jo’s., Greenesboro, G,a. _You can go to Greenesboro. in the mornin g H nd return in the afternoon wit „ many bargains from tire store of C . A. Davis & Co. M -jji ,,ay you to visit Greenes-, ,^s , to lrnv goods there, to s*sml or to C A. Davis d; Co.. Ureenes j “'"ZZZ* IDo. to “D ST.^0 e,ch at C. f ca „ M ersh«» A Flynt, at Sharon. _ Nl 2 , vvllir ,d 25c. , ln D ress yard-at G.hHs C; 10 A. e. WJr. Da-, 15c > :U per c > , (it . et .„esb'jra»Ga. —Onen and shut Fans le, 2ic. and 5c. e*ch at C. A. Day., . Greenesboro, Ga.