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A WOStAfrS GLOVE. A liltle, flimsy, faded thing, ftalf worn, with both the button* gone, A woman’! l scented, silken glove— This was the prrie wp lighted on; Stowed id his musty office drawer, , Among hi* blank* and bill* qnd Checks— Poor jack, who long was famous for His hatred of the gentle sex. We did'ridf lndj?b— ftp - : roelv smiled — The tear* came crowding to our eyes ; i thought how little do we rupps Whear tender romance hidden lie*: Beneath the mat and dross oHite. Yet making sweet its common place-—'* Keen aa the little fragrant glove Had perfumed all that dusty space. What nse to wonder, or to guess? For in llie darkened room above Pear Jack lay dead, and .on bis breast We Wd the little scented glove, Half worn, with both the buttons gone ; And somehow, o’er his quiet face Therweepmed toftegla friendly smile, As if be thanked us for Uie,,grtoe. Mr. O’Reilly, or English Dash and Irish Love, * Tlow many months ago is it since I lay down one lovely autnmn afternoon, on the side of the Loch Sheogachan, and mentally tossed up “heads nr tails’’as to what I should do about Mary O’Reilly and her intractable, unbearable, ungovernable papa ? From Christmas to Christmas is twelve months— thiitecn, fourteen, fifteen Scarcely fifteen months, and it seems as if a hundred years bad passed since then. Hence, a certain young person, looking over my shoulder, remarks that I have paid her* very pretty cofhpllmffbt,"indeed. I ex plain, however, that I meant the hundred years to express ray sense of the happiness which had been compressed into the fifteen months. The explanation appears to myself to be remarkably vague, not to say incohe rent ; but it satisfies the young person, who fetires, and leaves me to my story. Fifteen months ago, then, I went over to the west of Ireland, in answer to an jnvitST tioo from an old gentleman, a distant relative of mine, who bad some excellent shooting. He did not shoot himself; he had few neigh* bors who bad not shooting of their own ; he had still, out of habit, kept his gamekeeper, Who supplied the kitchen in uutumn and winter ; and so it was that he was right in saying there would be no luck of sport if 1 went over. A young and briefless lawyer who has the good luck to have some little money of bis own is seldom busy. Above all, be is never busy in the sotuinu ; so in an Inexpressibly short period of time I found myself in the farmhouse, half castle, which my venerable friend owned on the shores of Loch Sheogachan. The shooting, as I had anticipated, was excellent; and for a week or two I revelled in slaughter. Day after day, wet or dry, I Sallied out stone, my only companions being the dogs; and while I sometimes found sufli cient difficulty in disposing ol the game I shot, so that it might be fetched by someone from the house, that inconvenience was more tbau atoned for by tbe freedom I obtained from the persecutions of Tim O’Lacy, the keeper. Tim was a pig-beaded old fool, in corrigibly obstinate in slicking to biß own means and methods, and regarding all im provements or alterations in the outfit of u sportsman as something approaching sacri lege. Breech-loaders, in especial, were bis particular abhorrence ; and if by chance yon missed anything, Tim was invariably reudy with an “1 told you so,” and with a protes tation that any other gun would have caught tbe hare or tbe duck, as the case might be. 80 I intimated to Tim, after a day or two in bis company taught me tbe boundaries of my shootiDg, that henceforth I would dispense with bis services. Tim said nothing, but 1 know that be prayed to bis favorite saint that 1 might miss every bird or beast at which I might fire; and J am oertain be was almoet moved to tears of vexation od seeing, evening after evening, that tbe day’s bag bad not been decreased by bis absence. In the midst of this enjoyment it was my fortune to meet Mary O’Reilly, and from that moment I became tbe wretebedest of human beings. Sbe and her lather came from some oncamcable district to dine with us one evening. There was no other lady present, und as my uged friend and Mr. O’Reilly devoted their energies exclusively to discussing tbe doings of some magistrates in tbe neighborhood, the young lady and 1 were naturally thrown pretty much together. When Mr. 0 Redly diu address me, It was merely to say all the insulting things he could imagine about England and tbe English These, delivered in a fine rich brogue, he hurled at my bead as if 1 bad specially gone over to become the scapegoat ol my country men. Miss Mary did her best to deprecatt) these attacks, but in vain. “Ye talk about sbootin’?” he cried. “Is there a mao to jour coon try wbo'd wait all the noight io a barrel iu a bog—wid plenty of rain to prevent you failin’ aslape—to have a stmt at the say-fowl ?” “Why, I’ve done it myself,” said I. “Y ou ?” The tone in which be uttered the interro gation was sounded remarkably as if he be lieved I was lying. “Will, I’ll tell you, I’ll go out wid ye to morrow noight, now.” “All right," said I. 'lbe challenge, as I suspected, was only a threat, and Mr. O’Reilly never mentioned the engagement again. However, Mary O'Reilly and I became great friends that evening. She wa9 (per haps 1 bad better say it, lest this sheet should again be submitted to inspection) a very handsome, spirited-looking girl, with dark blue eyes, a fresh complexion, and large toasßes of jet-black hair. There was fire nod life io every look aod motion ; and yet 6be was exceedingly gentle in manner and soft in voice. She was so unlike her father that 1 took it for granted she re6imbled her 1 mother, who, to judge by Mr. O'Reilly ’s ob jurgations against my countrymen, had prob ably been an English woman., In return, Mr. O'Reilly invited ray rela tion to dine with biro, aod included me in the invitation. After that evening I took the liberty of calling at Mr. O'Reilly’s bouse without seeking any invitatiou. iudeed, 1 fancy be rather liked ray going there, that he might indulge bis passion for maligning and sneering at the English. What be chiefly complained of was their want of spirit. They did not drink, nor fight, nor dance, not make love, nor do anything in that fine, boisterous Irish fashion which he remembered to have marked his vnuntr days. Thev were n set rP patient, dull, respectable people, introdtjoinc calculation mto every m&tter of life, wanting Ift? daredevil enthnslasm and courage which were alone worthy of a m»n. AW this.-and much more, I wns aeetiatomed to hear ns Mr O’Reitlv sat snd drank rrodipinn* onnn •''■e* of Rirtahem and water.and while Marv (Vftpfllv sat at the piano fit might have been a better onp. certainly.) and played those old Irish air§.whiqb are so full of a sweet nndjender pati.os, , , In ttme—botnet, in a very tjtort' space o' t ime— all tins produced its natural ronse qnpnees. J was madly in love with Marv O’Reilly. T went about the hill® and along the Ride of the loch in a mnndlin fashion, oftentimes allowing a hare to scuttle off in safety among brackens not thirty feet from me, and at other tiroes allowing a heron to rise from the reeds and fly unharmed over my head, with its long legs hanging in the nir. Finally (and bv this time Mnrv by various little arts and devices, ltad impressed me with the notion that I shdq’d not dis please her bv so doing) I Went Ifba asked hpr father if he had anv objections to my becom ing a suitor for her hand. He had, mn®t decidedly. He drank off some raw whisky, and told me with profuse and profane language that his daughter would never marrv an Englishman, never I And he invoked all the saints and demons to bear him witness. So I departed, creslfallen. What was I to do? That very evening I recived a note from Mary, which she had sent by some servant. She had heard of the quarrel be tween her father and myself. She was in despair. I was never to be allowed near the house again ; and what was she to do ? That was tbs ussy question which was pressed upon myself, for tbe term of my in vitation had nearly expired. I began to enrso the hour in which I was born on English soil; and wished that I had been, to please her maniac of a father, a Dutch man. a Bosjesman, or a New Zealander. Next day I had grown desperate. I was moved to slaughter every living thing that came within reach of my breech-loader. I was unusually lucky, too—woodcocks, pheasants, hares and ducks falling to my gnn. to say nothing of a half dozen rabbits and a long-necked heron. Towards the afternoon I returned to the spot where I had hung up some of the game in the morning. I Rat down on the bank, surrounded by tbe dogs and the slaughtered birds, and there I read Mary's letter again, and fell to won dering what was to be done with tho Anglophobist who had tho honor, and did not appear to appreciate it, of being her father. At length I took my resolve, slung most of nty game on a tree which I knew how to indicate to Tim O’Lsny, went home with the dogs, and then started over the mountains to Mr. O’Reilly’s bouse. 1 hung about there until I saw emerge from the place a little girl whom I recog nized as the daughter of O’Reilly’s bailiff. Her I laid hold of, and bade her quietly go and tell Miss O’Reilly that some one wanted to speak to her. Mary cante, in great agi tation, and there and then f proposed that if her father persisted in his mania she and I would get married in spite of him. “Has be any other objection to me than my being an Englishman ?” I asked. “None,” she said; “but that is quite in superable. lam in despair He will never give his consent, and I dare not do what you ask." But she did. all the sam?, although it took me two or three days, with half a dozen in terviews, to persuade her. I had to make arrangements with my relatives in London ; I had to coax my mother in writing a letter to her, saying that Mary ronld come direct to her house ; I had then to go to London and arrange with an elderly official person in the neighborhood of a certain church, and finally I hurried across again to Ireland. I confess that I almost repented of the project when I saw the distress the poor girl was in. “But then,” sbe urged, while she was still struggling to restrain her tears, “when he knows we are married, then be will give up his prejudice against the Englishman.” "1 don’t know,” said I; “but if he gives up his prejudices against me—so far as to make friends with you, well and good.” It was only a week or two after this that one evening Mary and I sat on the balcony of a hotel at Konigswinter. overlooking the Rhine. We were married, and were on our wedding tour ; but tbe quietness and love liness of the surroundings of Konigswinter had kept us chuined there for several days, and we were in no burry to depart. Besides, we bad wrilteu tor letters and daily expected them. A gentleman stepped out from the nolle a manger, and approached that "portion of the bulcony where we were sitting. Mary turned her head slightly, and tbep uttered a little scream. I stai ted up at once, aud was con fronted Mr. O’Reilly. “Now,” said 1 to inyrelf, “we are going to iptve a scene, and it will be better to have it a short aud a switt one.” “Me boy," said Mr. O'Reilly, “give me your band ! Did I say ye were an English man? Divil a stupider word did 1 utter, aud that's the truth 1 Divil an Englishman bad ivsr the courage to carry ofi hia sweet heart in the way ye did ;‘ and it’s raoighty pleased 1 am wid ye—and proud of ye, my boy ; and here, Molly, my girl, conte and kiss your ould futber !” Tbe next momeut Mr. O’Reilly had turned to me, with a wink, to say that he had brought “d foine dhrap o’ the craythur with him, just to make ail matters straight atone us.” Atmospheric air is so heavy that its weight upon the body is fifteen pounds to tbe square inch. People can understand now why it is to bard to ruise tbe wind. The small boy may get chilled going 6wimnting in there early days, but he gets warmed up when be goes home and bis mother finds bis sbirt wrong side ont. The Missouri farmers are reported to be driving posts into tbe ground to bang to when tbe cyclones come. “Thbre is no place like Chicago, ’’ says a Chicago paper. That ta so, and a deuced iucky thing it is, too. The recent cyclone in Kansas was quite popular—many persous were really carried away with it. Beaks passes for gold in Africa—anu, by ] the wav, it does here, too. ORIGIN OF THE MOSS ROSE. t he impel of the flowers one day Beneath a rose-tree sleeping lay ; That spirit, Vo w hose charge js given 'To bathe\ortng buds irt dews from beaten. Awaking iron* his light fUJtnsf, The angel whispered to the Rose, ‘ O fondest object of my care! ill fairest found where all are fair, For the sweet shad* thoifst given to mb Ask what thou wilt, ’tis pranled thee.” ‘Then,” said the Rose, with deepened^low, ■ On me another grace bestow.'’ The spirit paused in silent thought ; What grace was there that flower bad not ? ’Twas but a moment; o’er the Rose A veil of moss the angel throws, And, robed ; n nature’s simplest weed. Could there a flower that Rose exceed ? —B reek's Bonk of Flowers. A Sanguinary Hattie. A painter had lowered hi* scaffold to the fourth story windows and found himseit in close proximity Jo a window in the ndjoining tenement house, from which was looking ont a rosy cheeked Irish girl, who, as Milton said, was “A danghter fair, So buxom, blithe and debonair.” “My darling 1” Raid the painter, looking at her with a loving glance. ‘ tiit out wid ye, ye ould ape I” indignantly exclaimed the girl, as she disappeared from the window. The painter “smelt a rat,” and got. He was tbe boss of tbe job, so he hastily went through a window and sent another painter out on the scaffold, while he took the inside job. A moment later a fiery red head, with flashing eyes, ap|>eared at the window where the girl had been. It was the girl’s mother. “Phat tbe divil ure yez aither ?’’ she yelled at tbe astonished painter. “Take that, ye ould spalpeen,” ns she reached out with a broom and knocked bis cap oil. “Wbnt the devil ails you, old gal?” sail} the indignant painter, snatching at his cap as it jlid off the scaffold. “Ould gal. am 1 ? Divil take ye; I’ll be taehing yez betther manners.” “Wet in and let me alone ; I’ve a right to paint this building. I’m not troubling you.” “Not throubling me, ye ould divil, is it ? Phat ure yez afther talking to me Mary Ann for ?” “Who in thunder is your Mary Ann ? I’ve not seen her.” “Och, ye ould liar; spaking to her and culling her yer own darlint, and saying ye niver saw her. Faith and I’ll have Pat af ther ye.” “Och, begorra, an’ its mrsilf that’ll slather him!” exclaimed Pat as he appeared at the window. And then the reui battle began. 'I he painter dodged a beer bottle that Pat threw, and in return nicely lasutd his brush of red paint over Pat’s right eye. “Howly Moses, he’s murdbered ye, Pdt 1” said the old woman, as sbe saw the sanguin ary streaks running down Pat’s face. “Aisy now, ould woman, I'm not mur thered; I'm good for the divil of a niud scraper yit; and with that assurance the old woman opened the next round by planting a ladle of soft soap over the painter’s mouth, which he fully repaid at a gold value by hurling hie bucket of red paint through the window, where it distributed itself over tbe ceDter table und curpet. After that tbe engagement became so hot that it was not easy to classify the imple ments of war. Potatoes, brooms, bottles und everything convenient were hurled by the enraged Mary Aon, while the painter had good success with his buckets of greeu ami while paint, und at last resorted to bis backet of saod, and every time a lace was seen at the window he filled eyes, mouth, nose aud ears with the little siltiug particles uutil sweet peace brooded over tbe scene. Aa the still evening caute ou, Pat and tbe old woman sat iu tbe room listening to the grating sand as the eyelids moved, and it seemed so much like the seashore that it was appropriate for Pat to remark : “Phat are the wild waves saying, Mary Ann, begorra ?’’ Are the Polar Regions Habit able-? Am****W At tl* reception given the other dny by the San Francisco Academy of Sciences to the members of the Bennett Exploring Ex pedition to tbe North Pole, Mr. Charles Walcott Brooks discussed the questions of the existence of an Arctic continent, and tbe probability oi its being inhabited. If we carefully examine, suys Mr. Brooks, the al most universal fanfares of nil land known to us, we find a prevailing form wherever we turn. Each territorial area of magnitude seems to hare an appendage trending south ward. If we apply this rule, by turning the North Pole of a globe toward us. we readily see at a glance that Greenland, which is known to us, may bear to an unknown Arc tic continent tbe same relation that South America does to North America, or Africa to Europe. Hence it is perfectly logical to infer, by the great analogy of nature, that au Arctic continent exists beneath the North Pole, extending three and a halt to four de grees sooth from the northern axis ol tbe earth. As previous Arctic expeditions have advanced to 83 degrees 26 minutes uorth latitude—or within 394 miles of the pole— the distance thence to such a continent would not exceed about 150 to 180 miles. This intervening spac*, however, is difficult to traverse, as it presents a very rough surlace. If the rea, daring the height of a gale, when waves ran mountaius high. were instantly frozen, it would present much tbe appearance here encountered. For ethnologists, the quesiiou is, can an Arctic continent be in babi'ed, should one exist! This may be met by tbe well known fact that the latitude of 78 degrees is about tbe point of lowest mean temperature. Tbe earth is about 37 miles less iu diameter at tbe equator than from pole to pole, having enlarged at one point and flattened Bt another, because of its revolving motioo. Now it is well known that lower temperatures are encountered as we asceud high altitudes, kod the depression at the poles way, by lessening the distance of the surlace trout tbe earth’s center, afford a warmer temperature, which will enable tbe bardy Esquimaux, Ainos, or some other hyperborean race, to exist upon an Arctic contiuent. Moh-s are plurui, yet they often look singular. NEW FIRM! - Copartnership Notice. 11l AVE this day sold a half interest in my business to G. F. Turner, and the name and style ol tho firm will be known in future as Harper & Turner. R. T. HARPER. January 9th, 1879. W. % We respectfully solicit a share of the pub lie patronage, believing we can show as fine and well assorted stock of goods as will be fouud anywhere. Our stock of DRY GOODS Is complete in every particular, and includes a fine assortment of Ladies’ Dress Goods, Linens, Blenehings, Domestics, and Faney Notions of all kinds. ClotHing ! A new and elegant lot of Glothing, of every style and quality. Gents’ Underwear a spe cialty. HATS AND CAPS To suit the tastes of the masses, und at prices thut will meet the requirements of the trade. BOOTS AND SHOES! Our stock of Roots and Shoes, having been bought at a bargain in the Northern mar kets, we can afford tosell cheap, and are pre pared to offer extra inducements to the trade. Furniture! We have also a large lot of Furniture—Bed steads, Bureaux, Wash stands, Wardrobes, Tables, Chairs,,’ etc —which we will sell at extremely low figures. Bed room setts a specialty. GROCERIES. Special attention is called to our stock ol Groceries, which is quite large, and com prises every article kept iu that line. Our stock is being constantly replenished with Goods that are carefully selected by ex perienced buyers, aud are bought fo _ cash from first hands, thereby enabling us to seil to advantage—both to ourselves and customers. W ith all these facilities we are prepared to ex hibit at all times a complete general stock, and parties wishing to buy can always find some specialties at very low prices at our store. Give as a call. Harper & Turner. IhU important organ w«tghs but about th*ce pounds, and ail the blood in a living person (about three passes tlwOueh it at least once every half hour, to nkve the bile and other impurities Strained, or filtered from ifc Bile K the natural purgative of the bowels, and if the Liver becomes torpid it is not separated from the blood, but car ried through the veins to all putts gf tbe system, and in trying to escape through the port* of tne skin, causes it to turn yellow or a dirty brown color. Th#sftmiach becomes diseased, and Dys pepsia, Indigestion, Constipation, Mendache, Bili ousness, Jaundice, Chills, Malarial Fevers, J J iies, Sick a»d Sour Stomach, and general debility fol low. Merrell's Hbpatixr, the great vegetable discovery for torpidity, causes the Liver to throw off from one to two ounces of bile each time the blood passes through cess of bile; and the effect of evea a few doses upon yellow complexion or a brown dirty looking skin, will astonish all who try it—they being the first symptoms to disappear. The cure of all bili ous diseases and Liver complaint is made certain breaking Hepatinh in accordance with directions. Headache is generally cured in twenty ndnfftes, and no disease that arises from the Liver can exist if a fair trial is given. SOLD AS A SUBSTITUTE FOR PILLS BY ALL DRUGGISTS. Price 25 Cents and SI,OO LUNGS The Vitality of Consumption or Throat and ; Lung Diseases, which sweep to the grave at least one-third of all death’s victims, arises from the I Opium or Morphine treatment, which simply stu i pefies as the work of death goes on. £IO,OOO will be paid if Opium or Morphine, or any preparation 1 of Opium, Morphine or Prussic Acid, can be found lin the Glob s F lower Cough Syrup, which has ! cured people who are living to-day with but one remaining lung. No greater wrong can be done than to say that Consumption is incurable. The Globs Flower Cough Syrup will cure it when all other means have failed. Also, Colds, Cough, Asthma, Bronchitis, and all diseases of the throat and lungs. Read the testimonials of the Hon. Alexander H. Stephens, Gov. Smith and Ex-Gov. Brown of Ga., Hon. Geo. Peabody, as well as those of other remarkable cures in our book—free to all at the drug stores —and be convinced that ii you wish to be cured you can be by taking the Globe Flower Cough Syrup. Take no Troches or Lozenges for Sore Throat, when you can get Globe Flower Syrup at same 1 price. For tale by all Druggists Fries 25 Cents and SI.OO BLOCH Grave mistakes are made in the treatment of ?11 diseases that arise from poisoti in the blood. Not one case of Scrofula, Syphilis, White Swelling, Ulcerous Sores and Skin Disease, in a thousand, is treated without the use of Mercury in some form. Mercury rots the bones, and the diseases it pro duces are worse than any other kind of blood or skin disease can be.ADR. Pemberton's Stillim gia or Queen’s Delight is the only medicine upon which a hope of recovery from Scrofula, Sy philis and Mercurial diseases in all stages, can be reasonably founded, and that will cure Cancer. £IO,OOO will be paid by the proprietors if Mercury, or any ingredient not purely vegetable and harm less can be found in it. Price by all Druggists SI.OO. Globe Flower Cough Syrup and Merrfll's Hhpatinb for the Liver for sale by all Drug gists in a 5 cent and £I.OO bottles. A. F. MERRELL ft C 0 Proprietors, * PHILADELPHIA, PA. HEPATIKE. GLOBE FLOWER SYRUP. STILLINGIA. Gullett’s Improved Cotton Gin. Planters are respectfully invited to ex amine this Gin before buying I will Seep sample Gin, with Feeder, (londenser and Gullett’s Double Revolving Cotton Press (dispensing with a lint room,) always on band lor exhibition. We guarantee the most per feet satisfaction to purchasers, in every par ticular. The price will be reduced next sea son from $4 to $3 50 per sow on tbe Gins, and from $1 25 to $1 on tbe Feedeis. I refer all to the accompanying certificates ol our cotton buyers and planters of last year, and to tbe certificates of well known planters who are using Gullett’s Gins, as to the extra prices obtained tor cotton ginned on them. J. A. BEKKS, Agent. Griffin, Ga., March 10,1879. Griffin, Ga., March 1,1879. We, the undersigned, ale using theGullett Improved Light Draft Cotton Gin The Gin is of superior workmanship For fast ginning, safety in running and light draft, (to do tbe some work,) we think it has no equal; but the most important feature is the attach ment for opening and improving the sample. The best cotton is improved by it so as to briog from % to % cent, and stained and dirty cotton from % to 1 cent per lb. more in the Griffin market than on other Gins (Signed) W J Bridges, T W Maoley, J T Manley. Griffin, Ga , May 17.1878. To J A Becks, Agent for the Gnllett Gin Man'f'g Co, Griffin, Ga: —At your re quest, we, planters and dealers in cotton, give to the public our opinion of your Gin. We take pleasure in sayiug to all in need of new Gins that it is now a well established fact that cotton ginned on these Gins brings a higher price in our market than any other, and the Gins are growing in public favor. Cotton giuned on them sold last season at from to 1 cent per pound above the mar ket price. Mr. Gullett’s attachment for im proving tbe sample of cotton, we are satisfied, is what be claims for it. The Gin appears to have reached perfection in gin machinery. (Signed) A C Sorrel, T J Brooks, R P McWilliams, S B McWilliams, D W Pat terson, R H Sims, T J Bloodworth. I am also agent for the celebrated Eclipse Portable Engine, manufactured by Frick & Co., for tbe counties of Butta. Spalding. Fayette and Claytou. J. A. BEEKS. mai2B;3tn Still ''NW.NSe*“2*t OFFICE N? 177 V/.4 T r ST —► CINCINNATI , o.* L C. 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