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BYW.M. JEFFERSON & CO. VOLUME 3. THE PLANTERS’ WEEKLY PUBLISHED AT G-reenesboro’. 6a. W. M. JEFFERSON, > HOUR W. STEVENS. > Proprietors. FRED. C. FULLER. ) TERMS—TWO DOLLARS A YEAR; OR ONE DOLLAR AND FIFTY CENTS IN ADVANCE. Bates of Advertising. Advertisements inserted at the rate of one dollar per square of ten lines or less, for first and fifty cents for each subsequent insertion, Tnose not marked with the number of inser tions will bo published until forbid and charg ed at these rates. The following are our lowest contracting HATES! 1 Sq’r Six months 87. .ono year 812 2*• “ *• ] 1.. •- •• 20 3.. . “ 16.. “ “ 28 i column 6 mo. 20.. “ “ 35 l 6 •’ 30.. “ “ 55 a 6 “ 40.. “ “ 70 1 •* 6 50.. “ 80 tdvertisements from strangers and transient p jraonsmusl be paid for in advance. Legal Advertisements Sale or Land or Nerroea, by Administrator., cr eators, anti Gmrtimnp, per square, |5 00 Baleot P ronil property by Adminirttrator#, ex •cnior.-*, anti Guartlmn*, per square. 3 60 N itice to Debtor* ui<! Creditors, 3 o 0 N dice for L *nve to Sell, J ”V Citation fop Letter* of A fi'tiinDt ration 2 7o Ci’ati in for Oismidsion from Adminidtration, 600 CiUiion for Didni**i'n from Guardianship. 3 25 Tbo Lnw of Newspaper*. 1. SuhsopiberH who do not jsive express no tice to the contrarr, are considered as wishing to continue their subscription. 2. ff subscribers order the discontinuance of their newspaner, the publisher may continue to zenil them until all arrearages are paid. 3 If subscribers neglect or refuse to take t ir newspaper* from the office to which they are directed, they are held reßpons ble until they have settled the bills and ordered them discontinued. A. If subscribers remove to oth-r places without informing the publisher, snd thenews paners re sent to the lormer direction, they are held responsible. 5. The courts have decided that refusing to take newspapers from the offie<*, or removing and leaving them uncalled for, is prima facie evidence of intentional fraud. A, The United States Cou.-ts have also, re peatedly decided, that a Postmaster who nog l ectt to perforin his duty of givintr reasonable notice, as required by the Post Office Depart ment, of the neglect of a pe;son to take irom the office newspapers nddressed to him, rend ers the Postmaster liable to the publisher for the subscription p.ice. 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.] UNITED STATES HOTEL, MNo. 232. Broad Street, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA. DWELL & MOSHER, Proprietors !. DWBLI. | }• MOSHER Medical Card. I HEREBY lender my .banks to thepublic for kind ly bcaiowing on me heretofore, a larger share ot patronage than I anticipated, and again offer my pro visional services to any who way give me a call. When not professionally engaged, I may be found at Wood's Drug Store. dan. U, 186 ft ty. W. I. BETHEA, M. P 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. He will be in Greenesboro on Monday, Tuesday fnd Wednesday us each weeek and in Penlield the Remainder of bu time. Any call from the country that may be tendered him will meet with prompt attention. He refers to Pr. John B Murphy of Rome —Feb. M. |K6o. M ATTINGS AT EBDVOBD PRICES. WHITE MATTING, $9,00 A ROLL White Matting, $lO, a Roll. White Matting, sls a Roll* (40 YARDS IN EACH ROLL) The Abtve are CASH Prices. fdT* Orders faithfully attended to. JAS. G. B.VJLIR k BRO„ New Carpal Stora. Auguate, Go., June 87, ItMKHw . 1 BLANKS of all kind* neatly printed at D this y Won, at abort notice and on reason able torni* ■** * * * * *’* 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.