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JACKSON HERALD.
ROBERT S. HOWARD,/
Editor and Publisher. \
VOLUME I.
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Notice to Contractors.
WILL be let to the lowest bidder, before the
Court House door in Jefferson, on Satur
day, the 2d day of July, 1881, the contract for
building a lattice bridge across Middle Oconee
river at Tallasce Bridge site, under the following
specifications :
One span of lattice bridge spanning the river
one hundred and twenty feet, and fifty feet of tres
tling on each side of the river, each fifty feet of
trestle work to he in spans of twenty-five feet
each. Said trestle work to descend from the bridge
to within two feet of the ground, resting upon a
trestle placed three feet in the ground and tilled
in with rock. This approach to be continued,
with the same descent, by a stone wall on each
side, the space filled in with rock and dirt. Each
space of land-bridge to have five sleepers, equally
divided on trestle; outside sleepers to be placed
directly over outside posts in trestle. All outside
sleepers to splice on caps, making a straight line
for hand-rail. All sleepers to be six by twelve,
twenty-five feet long.
Hand-rail.— Hand-rail posts eight feet apart,
notched out to fit over sleepers, and securely
spiked to the same. Posts to he 4 by G, 3 feet
high. Railing to be 4by G, notched down on top
of posts and securely spiked.
Bill of lumber for lattice to be as follows :
Cords. —Cords, both bottom and top, to be 21
by 12, 28 feet long ; itevmediatc to be 2.} by 10, 28
feet long.
Lattice.—Lattice to be by 10,13 feet long.
All to be framed and well pinned together with
two-inch white oak pins.
Beams. —Floor beams to be 4 by 14 inches, 10
feet long, notched to lit over cords as shown upon
plans; ends of beams to extend two feet beyond
outside of cords. All beams to be placed seven
feet apart from center to center. Lattice braces
to lock across the top of each beam, so as to tic
all snugly together. Each beam to be well braced
by substantial lattcral bracing, as shown upon
plans. All latteral bracing to be 3£ by G inches,
securely fastened to lioor-beams by four forty
penny spikes at each end. Every other beam to
have a brace on outside of lattice, extending from
end of beam to bottom edge of top cord, brace to
be framed so as to fit under cord and against side
of lattice braces, the same to he securely fastened
to tloor-beam at the bottom, and at the top to
both brace and cords. Braces to be made of 4by
G scantling.
Sleepers.—Floor sleepers to be 4 by G, 28 feet
long. There must be five lines, equally divided,
under floor, running entire length of lattice.
Flooring.— Flooring to be2 by 12,13 feet long,
securely fastened down by spiking to sleepers,
and a strip at each end spiked to intermediate
cords.
Pins. —All pins for lattice to be made of best
white oak, two inches in diameter, holding their
sides the entire length.
Piers. —This bridge to rest upon two wooden
piers, the same to be framed as shown upon plans.
Sizes of pier posts, 10 by 12, 14 feet long ; eight
posts to each pier. Two caps 8 by 12, 15 feet
long ; two mini sills, Bby 12, 19 feet long ; four
braces, (i by 10, 10 feet long. Each pier to rest
upon a crib, framed of timber, 10 by 12, 23 feet
long. This crib to be notched together and se
curely pinned at the ends. This crib to be framed
to a sufljeicnt heighth to suit depth of water.
Size of crib in the clear to be 7by 20. Crib to be
filled with rock to surface of water. Lattice to be
weatherboarded on both sides and capped. All
timbers to be good heart. Bond, with two good
securities, in a sum double the amount of the bid,
conditioned for a faithful compliance with the con
tract, required immediately after the letting. The
work to be paid for when completed in accordance
with the specifiications, and to be completed in
sixty days from the time of letting. Full and
complete specifications can he seen at this otticc.
11. W. BELL, Ord’y.
Postponed Sheriff 's Sale.
WILL be sold, before the Court House door in
the town of Jefferson, Jackson county, (la.,
at public out-cry. to the highest bidder, on the
first Tuesday in July next, within the legal hours
of sale, the following described property, to-wit:
One tract of land, containing twenty-five acres,
more or less, lying in said county, on the waters
of Turkey creek, about one mile below Jackson’s
mill, and adjoining lands of McDonald, Davis and
others, and known as the place where R. C. Wil
hite lived. About fifteen acres in cultivation.
There is a good mill house and dam on the place ;
also, a good framed dwelling and out-buildings
and good orchard. Levied on as the property of
It. C. Wilhite to satisfy a fi. fa. issued from Jack
son Superior Court in favor of C. W. Hood. Prop
erty pointed out by plaintiff, and notice given to
J. Foster Daniel, tenant in possession, as the law
directs. T. A. McELIIANNON, Sh’ff J. C.
“election notice.
I tlOltOli, JaekMOii County.
It is hcrcb} r ordered that an election be held at
the various precincts in said county, in manner
and form as elections arc held for members of the
• General Assembly, on the first Monday in July,
ISBI, in which the question shall be submitted to
the lawful voters of said county of fence or no
fence. Those voting at said election who arc in
favor of fences, shall have written or printed on
their ballots the word “ Fence,” and those who
favor no fences shall have written or printed on
their ballots the words “No Fence.” Managers
of said election will keep, or cause to be kept,
three lists of voters and tally sheets, which, to
gether with the tickets and consolidated returns,
must be forwarded to this office immediately after
the election. 11. W. BELL, Ord’y.
| EORWI/I, .liielton Comity.
Whereas, C. W. Hood. Executor of Z. S. Hood,
deceased, represents to this Court, by his petition
duly filed, that he has fully and completely* ad
ministered said deceased’s estate, and is entitled
to a discharge from said administration—
This is to cite all concerned, kindred and cred
itors, to show cause, if any they can, on the first
Monday in September, 1881, at the regular term
of the Court of Ordinary of said county, why Let
ters of Dismission should not be granted the ap
plicant from said trust.
(liven under my official signature, this May 30,
1881. H. W. BELL, Ord’y.
/T .luck son 4'onlily.
Whereas, Nancy Lyle and J. W. Lyle applies
to me for Letters of Administration on the estate
of James B. Lyle, late of said county, dcc’d—
This is to cite all concerned, kindred and cred
itors, to show cause, if any, at the regular term
of the Court of Ordinary of said county, on the
first Monday in July, 1881, why said letters
should not be granted the applicants.
Given under my official signature, this May 30,
1881. H. W. BELL, Ord’y.
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The Old Edition.
It is only a plain old Bible,
But lay it away with care,
For my mother used to read it.
Each verse so sweet with a prayer.
Your new one may he more perfect,
Revised by learned of the age,
But give me my hallowed treasure,
With the self-same words on each page,
That in childhood’s hours fell sweetly
Upon m3' listening ear.
Of God and His wondrous mere}' —
Through many a weary year—
It has stood the test of the scoffer,
And where is the heart, to-day,
That will turn to the new edition,
And banish the old away?
AVliy, the prayer that my mother taught inc,
If a change in the words was made,
’Twould jar on the rhythm of memory,
And its mighty power would fade.
You may turn in your search for knowledge,
And say that the new is best—
For me, I can only wonder
That man should have made this test.
So give me my plain old Bible,
That 1 read when I was a child,
’Tis the one that my mother treasured,
And never was saint more mild.
I cannot turn from its verses,
To words that are cold, estranged ;
No, give me my grand old Bible,
With never a letter changed.
Liquor Our Shame and Curse.
BY DR. ,T. S. KEY, OF MACON, GEORGIA.
[concluded.]
“ We talk of one hundred thousand drunk
ards dying annually, but have we any just
conception of what that means ? Did you
ever stand and watch the passing regiments,
on some great day of parade, and did you not
tire as }'ou stood seeing the apparently never i
ending ranks of the military as they marched ?
Yet it is not probable that twenty thousand j
ever passed before you. Suppose these one
hundred thousand poor drunkards should pass
in procession before you on their way to the
grave, what a strange, sad sight!
“The}' would come from all classes of
society, from the highest to the lowest. See
those poor, degraded women among them—
and for tho entire day you will see them pass.
Then, remember, there are the same number
preparing to fill their places for each succeed
ing year. *
“ Consider further, the half million or more
of wives and children made miserable by the
ruin of husbands and fathers, and you will
obtain some idea of what this accursed
business is doing to destroy body and soul,
and to fill our land with uuutterable misery,
saying nothing of the worse than waste of
hundreds of millions of dollars.”
Now then, standing, as we do this day, in
the darkness of this overshadowing curse, I
demand in the interest of humanity that if the
State have the power to prohibit this waste
and ruin, she exercise it.
2. I claim furthermore that the State is the
natural guardian of its citizens, and as such
cannot permit one class to prey on the rest
for private gains. If this much protection be
not granted, what is the State worth to us ?
It is a delusion and a farce. This seutiment
is universal, and under its prompting our
recent Legislature appointed a commission
of three gentlemen to take charge of the rail
roads in the State with almost absolute powers
of control. My countrymen, shall our anxiety
for the public safety, and our zeal for equality
and justice to all, exhaust itself in guarding
a few great corporations, when in ever}'village
and hamlet of the State, the deadliest foe of
life and property is securely entrenched and
defiantly at work ? Shall one hundred men
in this city be allowed like hungry heartless
wolves to fatten on the life blood and heart
hopes of the community ? Never! never! If
the State be our protector and guardian she
must revoke these liquor licenses, and prohibit
the sale and thus give equal protection to all.
To the Legislature soon to meet we make our
appeal. They must hear us.
3. I am profoundly impressed that we are
forced to choose between prohibition and
license ; and all history and observation attest
that a licensed bar room is an unmixed evil.
It casts around dram-selling the protection of
law, and by so much gives it a quasi rcspect
ablility, which to say the least for it takes off
the odium and horror which would otherwise
attach to the business.
The traffic is a sin against God, and a
crime against man. To legalize it does not
change the fact, it is still a sin and crime. t
By this act the State becomes responsible,
n3y more, the State becomes partaker of the
crime of selling, by protecting the criminal
who sells.
But there is a graver aspect to this question
because a more personal one. What is the
State government but the expression of public
sentiment, and what is that but the aggregated
individual sentiment. Note this question.
Is this a Christian State, and are we a Christian
people ? Then if no true Christian can sell
liquor, no true Christian can license it. To
do so, or even consent to it without protest
makes every such citizen both a partaker of
the crime, and a protector of the criminal.
I make my appeal now to Christian men
JEFFERSON. JACKSON COUNTY, GA., FRIDAY, JUNE 24, ISSI.
and upright good citizens upon whom the
responsibility for licensed liquor selling rests.
See what you have done. In every community
you have selected a favored few, and set them
apart to the business of bar-keeping. That
they may neither be misunderstood or imposed
upon, you clothe them with license. The
State is careful for her favorites. But do not
be misled. These are your agents, your liquor
sellers, your ministers. You have ordained
them to this ministry. You have in effect
laid }’our hands upon them and said “ take
thou authority to sell whisk} 7 , to debauch
young men and maidens, to breed strife, to
impoverish and degrade, to make widows and
orphans, and to do all the Devil’s dirt}' work
in this communit} 7 .” “ Angels and ministers
of grace, defend us.” How long will good
men allow themselves to be thus misrepre
sented ? Down with the license ! It is not
only a fraud, but a failure. The attempt to
regulate the sale of liquor has always been a
farce wherever attempted. Not a court is
held in all the land, but men are indicted for
abuse of their license ; not a community that
is not shocked and outraged by the scandals
of the trade. “ Regulate it,” indeed ! In the
language of a distinguished speaker, “ the
only way to regulate fire in a conflagration, is
to put it out; the only way to regulate water
in a flood, i3 to turn it off; the only way to
regulate yellow fever, is to quarantine it, and
the only way to regulate liquor manufacture
and liquor dealing, is to stop it.”
The plea of taxation by license for purposes
of revenue, is plainly delusive. You surely
do not see that the paltry income thus acquired
is immeasurably overbalanced by the in
creased court costs, and jail expenses, and
police duty, to say nothing of the loss of
labor and waste of property. It has been well
said that it would he far more economical to
pension these liquor dealers, and support them
in idleness than to support all the criminals,
paupers, idlers and diseased created by them,
thus imposed on the State.
Butyou say “ prohibition does not prohibit,”
and hence you reluctate. Why not he consis
tent? I)o the ten commandments prohibit ?
“ Thou slialt not steal”—has that effectually
prevented theft ? No; hut it lias made it
diflicult and dishonorable, and thereby has
greatly reduced the amount of it. Have the
statutes in your State code removed all crime
from your midst ? Shall we therefore abolish
them, and because they fail of absolute success
make no effort at good order ? What blind
ness then and self delusion in those who
oppose prohibition by the State, because it is
exceptionally unsuccessful. Duty is ours.
Let us stand by the principle, and not be
moved by doubt or fear.
But “ prohibition” does prohibit. Had we
time and room for proof, it is at hand over
whelming and irresistible. To stand up in
the face of this “ great cloud of witnesses”
and persistently cry “ failure,” “ failure,” is
either criminal ignorance or willful mis
representation-
But if it be such a deplorable failure, why
is it so opposed by manufacturers and dealers ?
Every effort of the friends of prohibition sends
terror and confusion into their ranks. I have
before me now an editorial taken from the
Chicago Brewer , which tells the secret. Hear
it:
“ Brewers, the fanatics arc closely at your
heels, banded together in every State like a
pack of wolves! In nearly every Legislature
the past winter prohibitory amendments to
the organic laws have been pressed to a vote,
and in several large brewing States they have
only failed to become laws by one or two votes.
This was the case in Missouri, Wisconsin,
Nebraska and other States. The defeated
enemy, like the militant church of which they
arc an advance guard, will renew the attack
next winter with fresh reinforcements.
“The fanatics have flooded the country
with their temperance literature, in which they
have willfullj* misstated facts and misquoted
Scripture. The National Temperance As
sociation last year circulated 80,000,000
printed pages of temperance literature, at a
cost of $78,000.
“ They put it into the schools, into families,
and everywhere that it would possibly be
read. They are thus rapidly and surety
educating the masses of the people to their
false theories and Puritanical intolerance,
with the avowed purpose of driving out all
malt liquors and closing every brewery.
“ Brewers, you must meet this mass of tem
perance literature with solid and convincing
arguments, or your trade in a few years will
be ruined.”
Ah, yes ! “ ruin the trade.” They see it
and confess it, and the hope of accomplishing
this result onty gives fresh inspiration to the
friends of prohibition. And now let me sa3%
in conclusion, the issue is made up and the
lines are distinctly drawn. We have sought
to suppress this great evil by moral suasion,
by argument and appeal, by temperance
societies and pledges. These have failed.
While we wrote and spoke, the tide has risen
on us, until it now seriously threatens to
destroy us. We arc wearied out and hopeless
of all these temporizing efforts. We strike
now at the root of the evil. The manufacture
and sale of intoxicating liquors must be sup
pressed by law. To this we are henceforth
committed. We stand lor the right, for
equality, for purity, and raa}' the Great God,
our Father, defend and guide ns J
FOR THE PEOPLE.
A Word to Our Girls.
Girls, don’t marry a man who drinks. Bet
ter still, never receive any attention from a
young gentleman or give him the least en
couragement if you know that intoxicating
liquors ever sully his lips. If you have, un
fortunately, already become attached to such
an one; if }’our heart’s best affections are
given to him, and life without his presence
seems unendurable ; if you deem him all that
is noble and good, and find out even at the
eleventh hour that he is a devotee to Bacchus,
leave him even then, rather than marry one
who will bring you nothing but disgrace, pov
ert} 7 , misery and heart aches untold.
You will suffer in doing this; life will at
first seem to hold nothing worth having; but
you will live it down, and the day will come
ere long when you will thank God that you
had the courage and strength of mind to make
the sacrifice.
Don’t marr} 7 a man hoping to reform him.
If you do, your hopes will he blasted as ruth
lessly as are those of the children who glee
fully speed away to reach the end of the rain
bow, in order to find the buried pot of gold.
Like theirs will your merrily-begun journey
end in weariness and tears.
“But,” you say, “he only drinks occasion
ally—on the Fourth of July, Election, Christ
mas, New Year’s, and now and then with an
old friend. Surely you would not have me
give him up for this ?”
Yes, even for this. The man who will take
one glass is not safe nor to be trusted. Go
to him ; tell him kindly and pleasantly, hut
firmly, how sorry you arc that lie is becoming
a slave to the cup ; ask him, for your sake,
for the sake of his own manliness and self
respect, to never again let one drop of liquor
pass his lips. If he is worthy of a woman’s
love, he will try to conquer his appetite. Give
him a fair trial; take time to see how he car
ries himself; allow years to give strength to
his good resolution before you dare to think
of him as other than a friend.
If you do allow yourself to he deceived by
the specious reasoning that he only indulges
once in a while, you will dwell on the edge of
a smothered volcano that is sure to hurst
forth, and as time rolls on the eruptions will
be more frequent and fierce, till finally you
will find yourself crushed beneath the flood
tide of intemperance and all its attendant
horrors.
Go to the millions of drunkards’ wives,
whose attenuated frames, hollow eyes, and
looks of anxious dread, tell only too plainly
that poverty and heart-pain have done their
appointed work ; ask them if they would ad
vise you to take as your life companion, a9
the father of your children, one whose feet
are singled in the rut of sure destruction.
Their answer will be, “No, ten thousand
times no. Far better would you hang your
self higher than Hainan or seek the lower
depths of the ocean for your resting-place
than do this thing.” —Christian at Work.
Supporting the Guns.
Did you ever see a battery take position ?
It hasn’t the thrill of a cavalry charge, nor
the grimness of a line of bayonets moving
slowly and determinedly on ; but there is a
peculiar excitement about it that makes old
veterans rise in their saddles and cheer.
We have been fighting at the edge of the
woods. Every cartridge-box has been emptied
once and more, and one-fourth of the brigade
has melted away in dead and wounded and
missing. Not a cheer is heard in the whole
brigade. We know that we are being driven
foot by foot, and that when we break back
once more the line will go to pieces, and the
enemy will break through the gap.
Here comes help!
Down the crowded highway gallops a bat
tery, withdrawn from some other position to
save ours. The field fence is scattered while
you could couut thirty, and the guns rush for
the hills behind us. Six horses to a piece—
three riders to a gun. Overy dry ditches,
where a farmer would not drive his wagon,
through clumps of bushes, over logs a foot
thick, every horse on a gallop, every rider
lashing his team and yelling—the sight be
hind us makes us forget the foe in front. The
guns jump two feet high as the heavy wheels
strike rock or log, but not a horse slackens
his pace, not a cannoneer loses his seat. Six
guns, six caissons, sixty horses, eighty men
race for brow of the hill as if who reached it
first would be knighted.
A moment ago the battery was a confused
mob. We look again, and the six guns are
in position, the detached horses hurrying
away, the ammunition chests open, and along
our line runs the command : “ Give them
one more volley, and fall back to support the
guns.” We have scarcely obeyed when boom !
boom ! opens the battery, and jets of fire jump
down and scorch the green trees under which
we fought and despaired.
The shattered old brigade has a chance to
breathe for the first time in three hours, as we
form a line and lie down. What grim, cool
fellows those cannoneers are ! Every man is
a perfect machine. Bullets splash dust in
their faces, but they do not wince. Bullets
sing over and around them ; they donotdodge.
There goes one to the earth, shot through the
head as he sponged his gun. That machinery
loses just one heat, misses just one cog in
the wheel, and then works away again as be
fore.
Every gun is using short-fuse shell. The
ground shakes and trembles, the roar shuts
out all sounds from a battle line three miles
long, and the shells go shrieking into the
swamp to cut trees short off, to mow great
gaps in the bushes, to hunt out and shatter
and mangle men until their corpses cannot
be recognized as human. You would think
a tornado was howling through the forest,
followed by billows of fire, and yet men live
through it—aye, press forward to capture the
battery. We can hear their shouts as they
form for the rush.
Now the shells are changed for grape and
canister, and the guns arc fired so fast that
all reports blend in one mighty roar. The
shriek of a shell is the wickedest sound in war,
but nothing makes the flesh crawl like the
demoniac singing, purring, whistling grape
shot and the serpent-like hiss of canister.
Men’s legs and heads are torn from bodies,
and bodies cut in two. A round shot or shell
takes two men out of the rank as it crushes
through. Grape and canister mow a swath,
and pile the dead on top of each other.
Through the smoke we see a swarm of men.
It is not a battle line, hut a mob of men
desperate enough to bathe their bayonets in
the flame of guns. The guns leap from the
ground, almost as they arc depressed on the
foe, and shrieks, and screams, and shouts
blend into one awful and steady cry. Twenty
men on the battery are down, and the firing
is interrupted. The foe accept it as a sign
of wavering, and come rushing on. They are
not ten feet away when the guns give them a
last shot. That discharge picks living men
off their feet and throws them into the swamp,
a blackened bloody mass.
Up now, as the enemy are among the guns !
There is a silence of ten seconds and then
the flash and roar of more than three thousand
muskets and a rush forward with bayonets.
For what? Neither on the right, nor left,
nor in front of us a living foe ? There are
corpses around ns which have been struck by
three, four and even six bullets, and nowhere
on this acre of ground is a wounded man.
The wheels of the guns cannot move until the
blockade of dead is removed. Men cannot
pass from caisson to gun without climbing
over winrows of dead. Every gun and wheel
is smeared with blood ; every foot of grass
has its horrible stain.
Historians write of the glory of war. Burial
parties saw murder where historians saw
glory. —San Francisco Argonaut.
Bound to Outspell the School District.
A Detroiter, who had occasion this winter
to visit Gratiot couuty, was invited to a spell
ing-school in a district school house, and he
reached the place to find it crowded, and deep
interest apparent among the audience. The
spelling soon began, and in a little time only
six or eight contestants were left. One of
these was a giant named William Jones, and
it was evident that he came there to conquer.
When he spelled “jealousy” with a “g” they'
tried to make him sit down, but he rapped on
the desk with his big fist and replied :
“ I don’t know nuthin’ 'bout Webster or
any other foreigner, and I don’t care. I’ve
alius been used to spellin’ it ‘gealousy,’ and
I ain’t going to knock off to please a few
woodchucks.”
As he would not sit down lie was allowed
to go on spelling, even after he had missed
several more words. At last only the De
troiter and big William had the floor, and,
while the latter was struggling with the word
“sympathy,” a window near the former open
ed softly and a man whispered :
“ Say, stranger, kin you spell ‘chromo’?”
“ Of course, I can.”
“ Well, it’s goin’ to floor Bill, and don't
you forget it, and the teacher sent me around
here to say to you that you’d better climb
out and skip before the climax comes.”
“ What climax ?”
“ Why, the one we had a month ago. That
’ere Bill went down on the word ‘euphony 7 ,’
and the chap from lowa who was left stand
ing had to be carried home in a blanket.
When Bill gets through with ‘sympathy,’ the
next word will be ‘chromo,’ and you'd better
start it on ‘k-r-o’ or be ready to jump through
this winder and make for the woods, for that
’ere Bill is bound to outspell this deestrick if
he has to lick every human bein’ in it!”
The Detroiter had a good eye for harmony
in chromos, and he wisely permitted big Bril
to be the last one standing. —Detroit Free
Press.
#
The tribunal at Heilbronn has recently sat
upon a case which, in the annals of criminal
procedings, is probably without its equal.
A laborer of Laulfen. accused of having at
tempted the life of his father, deposed that
he had hanged the old gentleman by his own
express desire and command. The father
himself was to have appeared in court to
answer an accusation of fraud and embezzle
ment, but was detained at home in consequence
of a fractured leg. Feeling himself guilty,
he, in order to escape public disgrace, com
manded his son to hang him. The son finally
obeyed the parental order, carried the old
man into the attic, and hanged him until he
was dead. The Ilcilbronu tribunal sentenced
the son to three years aud nine months’ im
prisonment.
S TERMS, $1.50 PER ANNUM.
I $l.OO for Six Months.
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Opium is said to kill 3,000,000 Chinese
annually, but Hoodlums will be glad to know
that there arc plenty left.
Three of the great drinkers of Cairo, 111.,
are to attempt the feat of drinking 100 glasses
of beer apiece in four hours.
James McKean, aged ninety five years,
was fatally burned by his pipe setting fire
to his clothing while smoking, in Brooklyn,
N. Y.
House linen in Germany lasts a very long
time from being so seldom washed. It is a sign
of wealth to wash such things but four times
a j r ear.
The Supreme Court of the State of Maine
has decided that "a church is not a corporation
with authority to create debt in erecting a
house of worship.”
Cotton will be extensively cultivated in
Mecklenburg, Southampton, Princess Anne,
Fausemond and other counties in Virginia
this year. A large surface has been planted.
The Rev. Edward Everett Ilale says that
the revision of the New Testament “ will end
forever the idolatry of a book which has
been a dead weight on Protestantism for threo
centuries.”
The wife of Prof. Ko of Harvard has be
gun to compress her baby’s feet in the Chinese
fashion, and the cries of the little sullerer aro
heard day and night by the neighbors. The
Cambridge anti cruelty society is about to
interfere.
How many people who benefit by cinchona
know that it gets its name from AnadeOsoria,
Countess of Chinchon, who in 1640 brought
with her to Spain from Peru a supply of
Peruvian hark ? Hence the genus cinchona
of Linnaeus.
A young woman of Galesburg, 111., has
undertaken alone to reform the men of that
town. She enters saloons, gambling houses,
and worse resorts at nights, often surprising
her male acquaintances, with whom she then
pleads and prays.
Thf heirs of a man six months dead, in ■
North Attleboro, Mass., unable to find the
papers containing the records of his property,
dug up his bod}' and f.mud them and S6O in
money in the pocket of the moldering coat in
which he had been buried.
Parsces around the “Towers of Silence”
—whither the corpses of Parsecs at Bombay
are taken immediately after death to be
devoured by vultures—will often wait and>
watch until every atom of the flesh of those ■
they love has been consumed by the birds.
Illinois has anew law relating to deadly
weapons. It prohibits the sale, gift, loan, or
barter to a minor of any weapon capable of
concealment or the person, and requires
dealers in such weapons to keep a complete
registry of their sales for public inspection.
The plagiarism of the Rev. Dr. Lorimcr, of
Chicago, who delivered as his own a sermon 1
by the Rev. Dr. Parker, of London, was widely
commented on some time ago. Dr. Parker
has just been caught, according to the Baptist
Weekly , not only in the same literary sin, but
in stealing from Dr. Lorimcr.
A dispatch from Monticello, lowa, says :
that James Hogan shot his divorced wife six
times, inflicting injuries likely to prove fatal,
and then with one shot killed himself. She
had obtained a divorce because be was a
bigamist, and he had threatened to kill her >
because she refused to rc-marry him.
Silk first came from China, and the Chincso ‘
still have many important secrets connected
with it unknown to Europeans. In a good
year they send as much as $25,000,000 worth
of raw silk to England alone. The “ hanks,”
or books, as they are called, arrive with caps
made of a single cocoon. This is done by a
process unknown in Europe.
A Detroit woman of seventy, retaining the
figure and friskiness of youth, covered her
hair with a wig, put on a close mask and went
to a fancy dress ball in the costume of a florwo
girl. She enjoyed the fun of fooling the
young fellows, and kept it up vigorously half
(he night. Then she fainted from over-exertion
and had to be taken home, where she died
before morning.
A story has long been told at Hadley,
Mass., about GofTe, the regicide, who was once
concealed there. In the early time the Indi
ans attacked the town one Sunday, and the
people were on the point of being slaughtered,
when a tall, white-haired stranger appeared
on the scene, took charge of the troops, put
the savages to flight, saved the place, and
disappeared as mysteriously as he had come,
leaving behind him wonder and superstition.
A student of history has just destroyed thi3
pleasing legend.
Anew ballot box has just been submitted
to the French Government. It has two locks,
each opening with a different l ev, and an ap
paratus which clips a stub or corner from the
ticket deposited by the elector, and drops the
stub into one part of the box, the ticket going
into the other division. Simultaneously the
machine registers on a tablet before the voter
the number of tickets clipped. The ballots
must agree in number with the stubs, and
both with the “tell-tale,” and the voter secs
for himself that his ballot has been cast and
taken account of.
Two of the Chicago daily newspapers print
ed the revised New Testament complete*
This gave a chance to revive an old story*
A pugilistic bummer picked up a copy of one
of these papers, and his eyes happened to fall
on an account of the crucifixion. He read
the narrative with astonishment and increas
ing indignation. At length he darted inte
the street, grabbed a Jew who was inoffen
sively passing, and gave him a tremendous
thrashing. “What did you do that for?”
asked the policeman who rescued the victim*
“ Because he’s a Jew,” was the reply 7, “ and
crucified the Saviour.” “ Why, that happen
ed almost two thousand years ago,” said tho
officer. The wrath of the fighter was partly
blown out in a long whistle, and lie remark
ed : “Well, 1 never heard of it fill a few
minutes ago.”
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