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BYW.M. JEFFERSON & CO.
VOLUME 3.
THE PLANTERS’ WEEKLY
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CARPS. ”
JOHNC.REII),
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Junel’s9-ly. Greenesloro, Georgia.
ROLIN W. STEVENS
ATTGRSKY AT LA Os,
GBKKMSBORU’ GpORQIA.
WILL practice in the counties ofOreene,
Baldwin, Putnam, organ, Oglethorpe,
Taliaferro and Hancock. [Feb. 2, 1859-ff.]
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DENTISTRY.
r. ir.tr, .troKG.i.v,
Surgeon and Mechanical Dentist.
Penfcld, Georgia,
VIWfID inform Ihe citizen, of Greene and ad
ff joining counties, thit he is prepared to perform
any operation pertaining to hi* pro/vwon, with neat
ness and dispatch. He will insert from one an en
tire set ol teeth. It iahia intention to please.
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fnd Wednesday us each weeek and in Penlield the
Remainder of bu time.
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him will meet with prompt attention. He refers to
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A Weekly Jouraal’ w DevQte<l to Heme Literature, Agriculture, foreign aa& Domestic News, Wit, Humor, &c.
M l S G RJLt L A N E 0 U S .
For the Planters’ Weekly.
To tbe Girls or Crackers Nick. .
BV CRACKERS NECK THE 2\l>.
Poets may tell of Ladies fair.
Whose beauty can of hearts make wreck;
But how can I my fondness tear,
From the fair cues of Crackevs Neck.
In all fliis lovely southern clime,
No beauty can my passions check;
For now, in all tkeii beauteous prime,
Flourish the fair of Crackers Neck.
Some may boast of lineage proud,
And their forms in gay splendor deck;
But virtue speaks in accents loud.
To praise the girls of Crackers Neck.
Sottc may have lips of rosier red,
And lovely cheeks without a speck;
But could I like a Vulcan wed,
I’d take a gill ot Crackers Neck.
Ida, Ga July 24 th 1860,
The Life-Clock.
What is this within my being,
Ticking, ticking evermore.
Like the sound of fairy footfalls
Dropping on some distant shore?
I can Itear it in the midnight,
Hear it iu the busy day.
Hear its clear and measured numbers
Wheresoe’er I chance to stray.
On that mystic little dial
There are clear and telling lines,
Over which the sunlight glitters,
And the passing hour defines.
Quicker, quicker it is heating,
Swifter move those mystic hands,
With thp,ir leun and spectral fingers
Pointing to the shadowy lands.
But the day of life is waning,
Soon its shadows will decline,
And within my spirit’s dwelling
Cense the little mystic chime
Dust, o’er all its motions falling.
Gathers deepor day by day,
Voices, from the future calling.
Seem to beckon me away.
Thrilling tales this clock is telling,
As the days and hours recede,
Noting every thought and action,
Yet we give it little heed.
Sometimes we may hear it ringing.
Loud and clear, the passing hour,
Sending through thesoul's deep chamber
Tones of deep, mysterious power.
Yet we fold our amis and listen
To a thousand stranger sounds,
While the Life-Clock, all unheeded,
l’lqds its tireless solemn rounds.
Wanted-A Wife.
1 wish somebody would make me a
New Year’s present, of a good white wife ?
Here I am nearly thirty years old, an old
bacheloryet. I don’t at all relish com
ing home at night to a lonely room, and
yawning over a stupid hook, without a
sole to speak to. I don’t fancy darning
my own stockings and sewing on my own
shirt buttons. Boarding house life isn’t
\\segreateU luxury in the world, especially
when all the broken chairs and tables in
the establishment are pensioned off in
rour room, and Biddy uses your hair
brush and anoints herself with your melli-
Jluous soap.
I’ll like a rosy little wife, and a cheer
ful home, as well as anybody, I’d like
to think at my daily labor dowu town, ot
a pair op bright eyes looking tip and down
the street to see it Pm coming ; of a ket
tle singing at the fire, and a pair of slip
pers put down to warm, by hands that
exactly correspond with the bright eyes!
But 1 don’t know where t\ue good wives
have gone! I have read of them and
heat'd of them, and I know they onee ex
isted, but the race is now extinct I’ve ex
amined all the young Ddies of my ac
quaintance. and not one of them realizes
mv idea of what a wife should be. 1 want
a gentle loving companion to sit by my
fire-side, cheer my existence, console my
sorrows, and share my joys—an economi
cal; domestic, quiet helpmate to make a
Acme for me. Ah, if I could find such a
person.
I don't want a wile who goes rustling
about in satins *ud silks—who plays di
vinely on the piano, and don’t kuow how
to make a shirt —who can embroider on
velvet and paint in water colors, and
hasn’t the leafet idea of the ingredients
necessary for an apple pie.
I don't want a wife who dances tbc
Lancers with a hole in the toe es her silk
stocking. I don't want a wife who is too
“nervous to see to the affairs of her hous
hold, bat who is perfectly capable of fash
ionable dssipationa who goes into strong
hysterica because I don’t engage a box at
the opera, and shops on Broadway, was
ting all my income in “great bargains!”
ywT I don’t want a wife who read* novels
aqd works in wont ted, with a poodle in
box m> while the meat ie burning down
Stairs it* (be kitchen, and tba pudding is
baked to ft finder!
I want a stirring little wife, whose
nicely fitting drees j# mode by her own
band*, who ran make a loaf ol bread, roast
GREENESBORO’, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY MORNING, AUGUST 8, 1860.
a turkey, or cook a beefsteak—who re
gards a hole in her husband’s coat as a
reflection on her own house wifery cliarc
ter, and who can talk about literary news,
or even politics, as well as about new dres
ses and new fashions—who is a lady in the
kitchen as well as in the parlor, and who
looks upon a husband as something nearer
and dearer Ilian a mere machine to pay
her bills and hold her fan and handker
chiefs at parties.
Now, Mr. Editor, do you know of any
such a woman as this! My female ac
quaintances are all pretty, wax doll crea
tures, with white, richly ringed hands and
pale faces, don’t know exactly .where the
kitchen is, and would faint away if .you
mentioned a wash tub, or frying pan in
their presence. They are. very passable
drawing room ornaments, but as to their
ever becoming thrifty, creditable wives,
one might as well marry the revolving
ladies in the windows on Broadway!
Won’t somebody givetne a bitof advice?
Am Ito die an old baclieloy or am Ito
marry a huge crinoline, and infir.itessimal
bonnet and a pair of kid gloves, with a
woman inside of’em.— Exchange.
The Tight Rope Ascension.
The following thrilling anecdote is from
tlio recently published auto-biographienl
reminiscences cf Leslie, the artist:
I took little Harriet and Caroline, with
Rebecca and William Clark, to the gar
dens of the Eyre Anns Hotel, wlieie there
was an exhibition of fireworks, ike. A
woman was to ascend a rope across the
gardens, three hundred feet in length, and
sixty from the ground at its greatest
heighth. She proceeded slowly, in con
sequence, as I afterwards learned, of the
rope not being sufficiently tight; and
when she was within a short distance of
the end, she stopped, being unable either
to advance or to go back. The ascent
bad become so steep from the slackness of
the rope, that she could not proceed a step
higher, neither could slic stoop to take
bold of it without throwing away tlie bal
ance pole, and had she done that she must
have fallen. For some minutes she con
tinued stationary, her husband calling to
her from below to go back. I was too
far off to bear her reply; but it was evi
dent she could not venture to turn round.
Her situation became every instant more
perilous, and I was about to leave the
gaiden, fearing eli6 would lose her pre
sence of mind, and dreading to see her fall,
and that my little girls should witness so
horrid a sight. I should mention that, as
it was quite dark, she was only made
visible by fire works exploding around
and below ber. The top of a ladder now
rose from the midst of the crowd ; but
when perpendicular, it was not long en
ough to reach her feet, and there was
another dreadful minute or twoof suspense
with cries and screams from the crowd.—
A table was then brought from the inn,
and kept in a perpendicular position by
two men at the foot while another ascen
ded. There were loud cries of: “Don’t
let the ladder touch the rope !” as he went
up. The top of it rose but a foot above
the rope, and he could use but one arm
in sawing her, as, with the other, lie had to
keep hold of the ladder. It seemed, there
fore, scarcely possible that be could help
her.
After a few moments’ consultation, be
called to the crowd to stand from below.
She threw away the balance pole, and at
the same time stooped towards the ladder,
and, falling across the rope, remained sus
pended, with one leg over it, and her arms
holding to the ladder. It was with some
difficulty that her preserver managed to
remove her to the ladder; but as soon as
he did, she descended rapidly, amidst the
cheering of the crowd ; while the gallant
fellow who had saved her seemed in some
danger himself, for he remained for a short
time suspended by his hands to the rope,
with only one toot on the step of the lad
der. But he soon righted himself, and
reached the ground. 1 left the children
in the care of Mr. Danforth, who had ac
companied us to the garden, and, mixing
with the crowd, asked her preserver if he
was related to her ; he said “No,” and that
he was only a servant.
A Courageous Woman—Five Robbers
Defeated by one W oman.
We translate from a
a late number of La Prensa the following:
“At a place not very far from this city,
(Havana.) about eight o’clock. P. M., a
few days ago, five individuals presented
themselves at the dwelling house ol'a half
rained plantation, inhabited by a couple
with one small child—the mother being at
that moment playing with the infant, whilo
the husband was quietly conversing with
her. The five robbers—for such it mnst be
supposed they were— entcied the dilapi
dated old bouse, three through the back
door, and two by the front. One of the
latter fired at the owner of the premises,
doubtless with the intention of killing him,
thattbey might rob with impunity—at least
such is the uatural supposition, as the fami
ly had about one thousaud dollar*in their
possession, amassed amid care and priva
tion*, with which they intended purchasing
a servant to make their labor* lea*. The
ball from the pistol fired by one of the
robbers passed at a slight distance from the
man’* head, and entered one <4 the door*
behind him, producing no more effect
than causing the farmer a sort of stupor,
and he remained as if in a swoon.
His wife, seeing this, with admiiable
sangfroid, extinguished the light, placed
her child under the table, and quietly man
aged to get hold of a pair of loaded pis
tols, which her husband had hanging on
the wall, and fired them off in the direction
she saw the robbers; the result of this
intrepid and courageous act was the death
of one of the bandits and the wounding of
another. The husband, recovering his
senses, and ignorant of the deed of his
wife, called her to hand him his pistols,
to which she replied: “Here, take them
and load theqj, for I have fired at both
the robbers, and do not know if they are
dead or wounded, but I can tell you that
there are three more of them.” It seems
that these last instantly took flight, for
some neighbors arriving a few moments
after, only found one expiring in the yard,
and the wounded one attempting toescape.
Wc are not infoimed whether this last
was taken or not, but the correspondent
says that the good couple were, much af
flicted for fear that consequences ot the
affair might bring them into trouble ; but
the local authorilies.soon tranquilized them
ttpott *!:?.? point, telling them that they
had merely fulfilled a sacred duty, defen
ding their own liv’Cß ftlld relieving the
public from such destructive vermin.
The Boy Preacher of Louisiana.
Mark Boatner Chapman is now in bis
fourteenth year. He was born in Clinton
Louisiana, where bis parents still reside.
About two years ago lie was received in
the Church. Very soon after this he com
menced instructing his father’s servants on
the afternoon of every Sabliatn. His
custom was to read a chapter and com
ment upon it, having first closely studied
the chapter, consulting Benson, Clark and
Wesley on every passage.
lie at length began, says a writer to
the Memphis Advocate, to speak in the
love-feasts and class meetings; then to
pray in the public congregation. His ap
peorance is that of the merest boy, and lie
seems wholly unconscious of any superior
gifts or attainments. He now preaches
regularly every Sabbath at his father's
place, near town, llis parents have re
fused to allow him to enter the pulpit and
supply the place if the regular minister
on the Sabbath, although he is often solici
ted to do so. He does nothing without
permission from his parents. He attends
school and joins in all the amusements of
the boys of his own age ; he is a mere child
everywhere save when preacing. On Inst
Sabbath I sat under his ministry, andliavo
seldom been more edified and delighted
with a sermon, llis style, is chaste, his
words fitly and happily chosen. The ni
cest critic would not detect a grammatical
error. His manner is earnest, and his
patheatic appeals reach all hearts. Occa
sinaliy his feelings overwhelm him, and he
gives .way to floods of tears.
The most gifted lawyers, and doctors,
and divines have heard him with astonish
ment and delight. I confess that it is
most wonderful, and to me incomprehnsi
ble. When 1 heard him, he preached
from the text, “How long halt ye between
two opinions?” He preached from notes,
sometimes seeming to forget that bis notes
were before him. His subject was arrang
ed with perfect system, and most logically
treated. When through with his sermon,
he closed the Book and gave a brief and
touching exhortation, under which I could,
with o+heas, but weep His public ad
dresses published have attracted much at
tention, and should he live, he must in
his onward course, leave a broad wake on
the tide of morals. Such is the character
of the “Boy Preacher,” whose wonderful
preeoity is without a parallel.— X. O.
Crescstnf.
Concealed Weapons.
The habit of wearing arms concealed
upon the person, has prevailed to a great
er or less extent ever since the invention
of short arms. So great has been the evil
resulting from this practice, that Legisla
tive power has been brought into requisi
tion, and severe penal enactments made to
check the growing evil. Such a law has
existed in Georgia for more than twenty
years, and yet, strange to say, it has re
mained upon the statute hook, almost a
dead letter. When our people are quiet,
and have no exciting topics before them
the evils resulting from this practice are
less observable ; but wlien engaged as at
present, in a warm political contest, the
evil may be seen in all its magnitude.—
We propose to take a calm and dispassion
ate view of the subject, and to offer our
readers some ol the best arguments which
suggest themselves to us against this prac
tice.
We shall resort to no system of reason
ing to satisfy them that the practice is
wrong, but shall content ourself upon this
point, by referring them to the act of the
parties, by which they admit its wrongful
ness—that act is the concealment of the
weapons. If they do not feel and know
that it ia wrong, why do they conceal
them ? Why not expose them to public
gaxe, ro that all who soe my know what
resort* there are F
It will require but little argument, we
believe, to convince tlta* thoughtful. that
the very fact of having deadly weapons
at and about one’s person, is provocative
of violence. The inference is natural,
that he who habitually carries such wea
pons, knows how to use them—indeed,
carries them for use, nor is this all; the
weapons and skill being equal, the matter
of big and little, or weak nnd strong, on
the part of differers or antagonists, person
ally, is of too small account to bar hostile
encounter if there be mutual disposition
for it. A pigmy may “spot” the giant
with a bullet, when he could only raise a
laugli with the weapons nature has given
him. Therefore, the State, in prohibiting
the carrying of concealed weapons, lias
obeyed tlie logic of a sound philosophy.
It has well thought it enough, in civilived
society, forman to carry his fists—with
which, although he may pummel his fel
low-man, he can scarcely kill him. What
we have made a subject of statute in tlie
nineteenth century of the Christian era,
the Egyptians had similarly considered
two thousand years before Christ, when
even the side arms of Theban gentleman
were discarded. Then as now, tlie de
crease of personal encounters, and pro
vocative weapons were justly regarded as
a high proof of civilization. Tlie Homer
ic Greeks never reached so forward a
point, for the great bard glorifies the slug
shooters, who figure at the furnal games
in honor of Patroclus. (see the Iliad):
“The prizes next are ordered to the field,
For the bold chamdions who the cacstus wield;’
the cacstus being a leather strap, heavily
loaded with lead. Thanks, however that
despite any antiquity of origin or length of
use, our civilization condemns the carrying
of concealed weapons.— Exchange.
The Dorse-Shoe Nail.
A farmer once went to market and
meeting with good luck, he sold all his
eorn and lined his purse with silver and
gold. Then he thought it time to return,
to reach home before nightfall; so’he pack
ed his money bags upon his horse’s back,
and set out on his journey. At noon lie
stopped in a village to rest; and when he
was starting again, the hostler, as he led
out his horse, said, “Please yon sir, the
left shoe behind has lost a nail.” “Let it
go,” answered the tarmer,; “the shoe will
hold fast enough for the twenty miles that
I have still to travel. I'm in haste.” So
saying, he journeyed on.
In the afternoon, the fanner stepped
again to bait his horse ; and as he was
sitting in the inn, the stable-boy came,
and said, “Sir your horse has lost a nail
in its left shoe behind : shall I take him
to the smithy ?” “Let him alone,” answer
ed the farmer ; “I’ve only six miles fur
ther to go, and the horse will travel well
enough that distance. I’v no time to
lose.”
Away rode the farmer; but he had not
gone far before the horse began to limp ;
it had not limped far ere it began to stum
ble ; and it had not stumbled long, before
it fell down and broke a leg. Then the
fanner was obliged to leave the horse ly
ing in tlie road, to unstrap his bags throw
them over his shoulder, and make his way
home on foot as well as he could, where
he did not arrive till late t night. “All
my ill luck,” said the farmer, to himself,
“comes from neglect of a horse shoe nail!”
Forgery and Tragical Death.
Yesterday morning a young man who
gave bis name as John Slay, apparently
twenty-two or three years of age* called at
the Marine Bank Agency in this city, and
inquired of Mr. Bowers, the Agent, if he
paid the orders of Col. R. L. Mott there,
which was answered in the affirmative.
Subsequently he presented an erder for
$2 000 which purported to be signed by
Col. Mott, and which the young man said
was given to Lis father, (who he said lives
near Atlanta) for corn, purchased by Col.
Mott. The order was dated July 28th.
Mr. Bowers perceived that the order was
a forgery, and proposed to the young man
to go with him to the Palace Mills and see
Mr. J. H. Mnlford, a son-in-law of Col.
Mott, to which he consented. As soon as
Mr. Mulford saw the order, he immediate
ly pronounced it a forgery, being perfect
ly familiar with Col. Mott’s hand-writing.
Mr. Bowers then proposed to return to
the bank, to which the young n%m and
Mr. Mnlford assented, and reaching the
corner occupied by Mr. R. P. Spencer’s
dwelling, the young man turned to the
right, and soon commenced running, and
attempted to escape by swimming across
the river above the bridge. He Lad not
proceeded far, before he was overpower
ed by the current and drowned. Efforts
are being made to recover his body, but
up to this time without success.
We are informed that his real name is
Adair, and that bis father lives iu Green
ville, in this State.— Columbus Sun.
Power oj a Minority, —ln the case of
the election of the President by the House
of Representative*, the seventeen smaller
! States can elect a Pfeesi lent. Three of
j the minor State* have only a single liepre-
I seatative, six have only two, three have
I three, three have four, one ha* five, and
! another six, so that tliirty-seve.i member*
I of Congress, being a majority of the dele
gations Irons a majority of the State*, can
j elect a President, if no election is made by
the elector*, chosen by the popular vote
Terms—sl,so Always in Advance.
Lager Beer Scientifically Disposed of.
—lt would appear from the following that
the ‘ larger” is not so harmless a tiifph
as has been supposed ;
“Lager beer,” says the Scmtific Amer
ican, “on account of the long continued
fermentation, contains less nutritive mat
ter and more alcohol than any other beer
or ale. A comparison of about twenty
chemical analyses of lager and other beer
shows that in lager the alcohol is always
in excess over the extract, while in other
beer tlie excess is in favor of the malt ex
tract. In lager the molt extract does not
reach five per cent., so that one would be
obliged to drink two or three gallons iu
order to get from this villainous food such
an amount as would be required if taken
in a civilized way. Ale often contains a
larger per centage ot alcohol than lager,
but the malt extract is still iu excess unless
the ale is veiy old. Certain witnesses
testified and courts have decided that
lager beer is not intoxicating; but, in view
of the tact that a pint of lager beer con
tains as much alcohol ns an ordinary glass
of brandy, it might he suspectedith&t those
witnesses and courts had been indulging
in lager just at the time they needed their
sober judgment. Finally, it is claimed
that lager is a pleasant bitter’ tonic, stom
achic and dyspeptic, &c. But hcnlthy men
need no medicine, and a friend of ours,,
who prides himself oq being an American,
gugges’t lager is too /a*ic.”
Legible Post-Office Stamps. —The Post
office Department has issued nil order, wo
see it reported, that the name of the post
office and date of mailing a .letter shall bo
legally impressed or written upon tlie ett
vdtope of the letter, and the dating stamp
not to be impressed over the postage
stamp, as is now done. This is a mntter
which would gieatly promote the conven
ience of business ir. all parts of the coun
try. Many persons writing to an office or
business establishment, neglect to give the
name of the post town r from which they
write, and frequently they do not even
give the name of the county iu which they
reside. The dating stamp of the post of
fice would supply this omission of negli
gent correspondents, if it was always ligi
ble. But every man’s experience will
benr witness to the unsatisfactory charac
ter of the information imparted in tins
quarter. The stamp is illegible, having
the letters either only half formed, or only
half of them printed. So far as it is a
source of information, the duty of stamp
ing them might as well have been omitted.
Progress of the Census. —The New York
Herald of the 23d inst., says:
The returns from Maine so far show **
increase of nine-per cent, in many districts
over the ccnsns of 1850 ; and in Hartford
and New Haven, Connecticut, and the
other manufacturing towns of that State,
the increase is about 11 per cent. The
aggregate population of Connecticut wHI
be 470,000. On tlie other hand, several
manufacturing towns in Massachusetts
have fallen off, such as Merrimac, Pelham
Hudson and others. In New York and
Pennsylvania there is considerable vari
ation in the small towns, the population us
some having increased, and that of others
diminished, and so it will doubtless prove
pretty much in every Atlantic State, but
iu the large cities we look for a uniform in
crease.
From reports received at Washington
upon the progress of the census, it appear*
that the population of the United State* is
about 32.000,060 ; yet wc are disposed to
think that it may run a litfle. though per
haps not much, over that.
Lift the Gas Burning and 1 Vent to Eu
rope. —The New York correspondent of
the Mobile Register, relates tbe follow
ing t
Recently a gentleman returned from Eut
rojie; lie bad been absent with his family
seven months. He paid his gas bill the
day he left, and the house had not been
opened for sevet, months, yet when it was,
the gas man took a return from the meter,
and a bill was made out Cor 852. Mr.
Grinnell went ami complained to tbe sec
retary, related the circumstaneeßy au<l>
threatened exposure of such a barefaced
robbery. He refused to pay the bill..
“Very well, sir,”said the secretary. Mr.
G. went home aud told his wife. “Pay it,’
said she—“ Why mV said lie- “Because,”’
said she, “the day we left New York, L
had to go back to the house for some ar
ticle 1 had forgot. The window shutters
were fastened ; I lit the gas ; the other,
day when we returned l found it *till
burning. u
An Artist, with a -luxuriant growth of
gray hair on his faao completely conaeall
ing bis eating apparaturs, was once on a*
time at the rosidence of one of our princely
planter*, painting the family. Among the
guests was a little girl, a four-year old,
very bright,, and somewhat spoiled. An
our friend was coming from breakfast th
little one, who bad Men somping on the
tiazza, planted herself in tbn door-way,
locking it up. and with wonder and de
termination to satisfy it on ber face, gated
steadily at hi pi Finally the buret out:
“Mr. r. hnreyoe got any moufV’
Tbe roar that followed most have an.
J *wered ber question *tetf*fctorily, for
* she fled aghast a! lit rapacity
NUMBER 32.