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VOL. IV. Advertising liates. One square, first insertion..... . $ 75 Each subsequent insertion 50 One square three months 5 00 One square six months 10 00 One square twelve months 15 00 Quarter eolumn twelve months... 30 00 Hull column six months 40 00 Half column twelve months 60 00 One eolumn twelve months 100 00 46T1 ’en lines or less considered a sqnare. All fractions of squares are counted as full squares, newspaper mtotsiONS. 1. Any person who takes a paper regn larlv from the post offiee—whether directed to his name or another’s, or whether he has subscribed or not —is responsible for the pavment. 2. If a person ordets his paper discontin ued, he must pay all arrearages, or the pub lisher may continue to send it until payment is made, and collect the whole amount, whether the paper Is taken from the office or n-»t. 3. The conrts have decided that refusing to take newspapers and periodicals from the postoffiee, or removing and leaving them un called for, is pnma facie evidence of intern tional fraud. t .i '.... 1 1 1 —'—• TOWN DIRECTORY. Mayor —Thomas G. Rarnett. (Commissioners—W.W. Pnrnipseed, D. R. Bivins. E G. Harris, K. It. James. Clerk —E. G Harris. Treasurer— W. S. Shell. Marshals—S. A. Beldiog, Marshal. L. H. Moore, Deputy. CHURCH DIRECTORY. Methodist Episcopal Church, (South.) Rev. Wesley F. Smith, Pastor Fourth Sabbath in each month Sunday-school 3 p. m. Prayer meeting Wednesday evening Methodist Protestant CtiUßcn, First fiabbath in each month. Sunday-school 9 A. M. Christian Church, W. S. Fears, Pastor. Reoond Sabbath in each month. Baptist Church, Rev. J. P. I.von, Pas tor. Third Sabbath in each month. CIVIC SOCIETIES. Pine Grove Lodge, No. 177, F. A. M fitated communications, fourth Saturday in each month. LLi ■" '■■■."! 1 a THE “BOH TON SALOON (In roar of D. B. Bivins’.) HAMPTON, GEORGIA, IS KEPT BY CHARLIE MCCOLLUM, And i* open from 4 o'clock in the morning until 10 o'clock at night. Good Liquors of all trades And at prices to suit every body. If you want good branch Corn Whiskey, go to the Bon Ton. If you want Peach Brandy, from one to five years old, call at the Bon Ton. If yon want good Gin go the Bon Ton and get a drink at 5 cents or a dime, just as you want it. If yon want a good smoke go to the Bon Ton and get a free cigar. loe always on hand at the Bon Ton. Nice Lemon Drinks always on band at the Bon Ton. AW THE LARGEST, BUT THE BEST SELECTED STOCK OF LIQUORS IN TOWS. I have jnst opened my Saloon and am de termined to make it a success. Fair dealing and prompt attention to all Cali and see, call and sample, cAI and price, before buying elsewhere. CHARLIE McCOLLUM. OUR EARLY FRIESDS. Flow sweet to have our early friends Keep gentle, fond and true ; Belter to ding to one old friend, Than find a d> *>n new ; Our early friends, if lew and far, Can bless our hearts muc h more Than newer friends. i( true they are Till lift’s brief day is o’er. Our early friends to us exptess The happiness they feel, And only hide the bitterness They tremble to reveal ; The holy sympathy they leave Our anxious thoughts employ ; I'd rather weep with those I love, Thau share a stranger’s joy. In ihe grand ages yet to be, Wlieie faith finds sweet repose. Fond friendship in full constancy Shall blossom as the rose ! Oh, who would love for self alone, Or for one’s own sweet will ? A heart congenial to our own, All aching voids must fill ! Our early friends are always best ; They shared nur morning days— Their welcomes ever sweetly fall We love their words of praise 1 For fame is hut a scentless flower. Though it be crowned with gold ; But friendship like the sweetest rose, Hides perlunie in eoch fold. Old Uncle John Rosser and fl:e Billy Goat. Speaking of these individuals, it occurs to me that the latter, the genus we mean, has never been rightly appreciated. Billy (or William, us he should more properly be culled, from the gravity and respectability ol his appearance and manner) like many other meritorious individuals, has been in a great measure overlooked ; and yet he is a character of no mean pretensions and claims to respect. Observe him. What a stately part—how dignified—how decisive and sol dierly in his movermots —not a bully and popinjay strutting and puffing about like a cock, nor chattering and gimcracking like a baboon, nor putting on ponderous airs of dignity like that overrated eid fogy snob, the lion ; permitting no unbecoming or un seemly liberties, yet familiar enough in his way when he likes to be, and preferring civ ilized life arid neighborhood to the savage habits of that old hermit of tire jungle Docile and tractable, too, is Billy, “except when roused,” and even then carrying his indignation only to Christian extremes, and not tearing out entrails and beating out brains like a filibuster or one of your fash ionable herots See bow domestic the old fellow is. How he puts himself at the head of the harem and orders things about wi;lt a sedate and self-appreciative authority, like a gentleman at his inn, aod keeps his wives straight, but in a quiet, patriarchal, Turk like way ; never leaving his own family for a friend’s, and never soepect'ng fidelity—un like biped specimens of the gender who wear horns. To be sure, William, like every other fine gentleman, goes perfumed, and there may be some questions of taste as to the kind ; but dc gustibos aDd so forth, as Governor C****** would have said if he had put him in bis last message. Then look at his eountenonce. Did you ever see any thing more grave or full of respectability? Did you ever see more elegant repose of manner? And his beard, does not the cut and make of that remind us of some of our most valued and fasb'onable acquaintances ? A braver fellow than William never lived ; for. consider, that like some of our politicians and generals, his only armour is the thick ness of his skull. Who of them can make more out of the hardness of his pate and his horns than Gulielmus? Washington City can't show one. But it was oot of the genus but of the particular individual we designed to speak. Billy Rosser—as be was named after his owner—was somewhat peculiar, as much so as the “charming Miss Julia ” He had got to be a punlic character, and, like other public characters, he was a little spoiled by tbe attention he received. lie was naturally a fellow of very good parts, and of excellent disposition; but he bad been so pelted and deferred to—the little negroes, dogs and “other varmints” on the plantation had so flattered his prowess, by retreating before him and letting him have bis own way, that he had run himself down to the level of a regular filibuster, pitching into everything and everybody that be couid get to ; and th.ts not only at home, but “be quit bis own to stand on foreign ground ” He o-ed to come to the grocery bard-by and, not stand ing on ceremony, would walk straight in, helping biroself to bits of cheesejttLiii^iiMMfr HAMPTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 28, 1879. tried to teach him to drink H e heeltap® in 'he glasses and to chew tobacco ; but it is only justice to Billy to say he was too much of a gentleman to indulge in such practices. Billy—like another Rilly we wot of—be - longed to tbe “Pilch-in school,” and made a puss at everything that was going that promised benefit or amusement. His pranks were sometimes very diverting : fot instance, at the cninp-mecting, where William came walking up, and seeing worthy old brother Alla n, on.a hot ev ning after o hearty meal, seated under a tree, nodding under the sedative influence of the Rev. Bawl’s dis course, took it for n banter; and, m .king tin to him. hit him such a spat between the eyes as made him think another set of lulling stars had come down Old Uncle John Rosser was as full of fun a® Billy. He whs culled the laughing phil osopher. This designation whs given him in consequence of his having » disease—a laughing mania—a cacoetbes ridentis ,• he “took on” us if possessid by a laughing devil —would suddenly be taken und shake him sell all over until he fell down in a fit of laughing. He whs always carrying on jokes and running rigs, verbal ur>d practical He was a large, fat fellow ; bat nntil tbo event we shall pioeeed to relate, (if we ever do get to i') rather a good looki■ g man for his size. Two humorists cannot get along in the same neighborhood any more than two country doctors ; indeed two rivals of any sort (duellists excepted ; they ate always triemls,) in a country neighborhood are always sure, sooner or later, to have a falling out. So it was with John and Billy. Divers w r, re the schemes and tricks tried by Rosser on William—such as filling c.pplrs with Scotch Bimfl and giving them to Billy until he hud taken us much of the savory weed into his mouth us your regular lover of Cavendish or Honey Dew. Uncle John’s jovial features were com manded by a nose which was the delight of his life. It was a regular cut water. The style of its architecture was half Dutch, half Roman, none of your little stock-up, turn ups, a a if ashamed of, or too proud for bis mouth—nor one of your angular, thread paper concerns, sticking to a round face like the shadow-caster on a sun dial ; but a nose that was a nose—strong, well defined, well ent out, well hollowed, well proportioned, and well set on the face. He was fond of stroking and caressing it, arid, being of a mu-icul tn.ii, would blow out a cisrou on it occasionally, that could bring the boys to dinner like a cow’s horn. Ah me, pride will have a fall and so did that nose. But lam anticipating. On a ci rtilin Sunday morning, Uncle John had gone to his blacksmith’s shop to do a little work on a wagon which be had m-g lected the evening before, in consequence of a call he had to a shooting match—an inno cent pastime which be much affected. He was enjoying alone his felicitations, with which he was regaling bis mind at that calm period, over the good fortune he had met with in winning a quarter of beef, by a sho' that had covered the cross and knocked the black out of tbe mark ; aod no doubt felt piously grateful for the success of his adven ture. lie had nearly finished the job—there being but little work to be done on the tire —fixing a nail or two or something of the sort. As the work was lying on the ground in the shop, he had got down on his knees to it, and was bending over it, habited in his red fl innel shirt which Uncle John used to wear of hot days under the idea that it was cooler—by making him perspire freely. Billy was, about the sumu time, walking leisurely around the premises, observing what was going on, and picking up such items of interest as might present themselves to bis notice Seeing the red shirt, Billy’s anger grew somewhat ii.fl,lined ; for nothing so arou-ed William’s combative propensi ties as tbit martial color. He did not wait to see whether there was a man in it; and probably if he had, it would no! have altered his purpose. So beckoning and nodding his signal to the object, ai d viewing only the rnovoaj.'mts of Uncle John in return, which be construed to be a challenge. Billy came up to withio a few feet, backed a step or two. und then taking aim. catnr clalteriog on towards the object of assault. Uncle John had only time to get btmsel! half straightened before Billy took him a clew on the side of the bead which sent him reeling back, and would probably have kuocked bim seoseless. but that, fortunatel., his bead fell into the water trough behind Billy, seeing what he had done, bleated out his surprise, and retreated in great haste to a sate distance from hi» irate foe. As soon »s the stars hud ceus»d falling, and Uncle John had satisfied himself that it was oot the devil that bud come after bim lor breakiug the Subbulh.Uncle John Uncle John action stood close to resolution. A® the old hunter said of General Jackson, when it was objected to the hero that he had ordered a f.-w Indian women and chil dren to be shot one morning. Uncle John w.is ‘a ponetil mao.” As to cudgelling t\ iliiatn—thnt was out of the question; for William contumaciously refused 10 come widen cudgelling distance—hut bore of? keeping a vague watch on Uncle John’s movements, but as if he were going about bis busiuesa and preferred staying where he was—and was not at all alarming or afraid of Uncle John—aa many other would-be great, fighters before and since have done. Alter divers abortive efforts to bring Billy within striking distance, u brilliant iVa illuminit'd John’s understanding. He be had in the shop a kettle, or pot. kept there to be repaired ; it just aboot fit bis head by moving the hair from his tem ples: Uncle John thought if he could be guile Bill to 'cake aooiher butt at him he would, by suddenly dneking his head, bring Billy’s head io contact with the iron legs of the pot ar.d damage his countenance eons durably ; so covering up his face px cept the eves, taking of! his red flannel shirt and barging it In-fore him he got on all fours and approached his enemy. Everything soceoedcd admirably. Billy came op and reconnoitred—Unde John shook the red at him in the most provoking style; he tsonlrd and tantmiz d him until no goat on earth eonld have stood it. Billy, like other bulliei, though as brave ms common, whs no bre.ver. He was a little dubious. He wanted to S“C whether his challenger was anxious to fight before he concluded whether he wauled himself to fight—for there's a great dca' of human na ture in h goat Uncle John pretended to retreat, and began backing. Billy straight way found himself very pugnacious. He advanced—ieared up bleated backed— and nodded and writhed his Deck and put on terrible swash-booklet airs, as if he were go ing to fear op things and do wonders Uncle John still made pretence of backing oat, and Billy, nerving himself lor h vigorous onset, c.nne charging. Just in time Uncle John threw down hi? heud and let Billy drive at the spikes a plorob. It was a dead level shot. Billy bounded hack, bleated, shook bis head, dropped his tail and galloped off. But what Iteeame of Uncle John? Unfor tunately the shock knocked the pot down over his ears—tbe run breaking his nose as it Came down—nod sent him reeling back on the ground He tried to ;1 up, and par tially succeeded ; but how get the pot oG ? It wouldn’t come back any more—it was a tight fit and a fixture. Ids wos nearly smothered No one was near. He couldn't see how to get away, and lie couldn’t holler II- laid there for several hours nearly dead. At length a negro came along and gave the alarm Some of tbe neighbors got together ; but they could not get tbe pot off; they stretched Uncle John’s neck until he used to say it wur as long as tin Indian heo’s —but it would not do No farther time could be lost. So they raised him up, pat his bead on .the anvil, und with the hammer broke the pot; but the blow knocked Uocle John into the middle of the next wek—at least it was then before he found himself in his senses When he ctttr.e to In: m ide signs tor them *o take the bandages off his face ; they had splintered his no j « —the backbone of it and some of the ribs having been broken. As soon as this was doue he commenced shukmg tli over and laughing all over. When be bad got to the first stopi ing place they asked bun what was tbe matter —what was he laughiog at ? Said he: “H-I haw! lie I I am—he! he! I'm a laughing—haw ! haw! he!—at the way—he! haw! he!— the way 1 fooled that goat! He! he! haw ! —cite haw ! Liws-a-mercy !” A Novel Idea—\lr. J. B. Aken, of Franklin, who is responsible for a great many new and valuable ideas, hands the Merrimack Journal a slip on which is printed a novrl method of arranging words in printing books, etc. We rcprlut the slip, which is its own explanation. Read the first lioe from tbe left to right, the second from right to left, and so alternately, and just see how much time you save iu reading it: “The way I would propo«“ is simple, those to acceptable he would think 1 aod gtveo to study or much reading. I have or page the aoioss lines when noticed columns are of considerable length, that trace to eye the to tiiesume more is- it its way back across tbe page or column ; line preceding tbe read to was it than besides, it takes t iiae to do ;t. Tbe way first the Let : this is suggest would 1 line be printed in the ordinary manner, the io as then .right to lefi from reading Hebrew, commence tte reading on the I -at oo so ami .left to right from line next t Nnj)o!eon’* Captivity. In Fulton county, Git., there is now liv ing an old imn who enjoys the distinction of having guarded the great Napoleon during hi* short captivity on the Bif'lpoiphon, pre vious to his departure for St Helena. Mr. Gregg, for that is the name of ihe old inun, is now fighiy-five years of nge, but he is still in the enjoyment of good health, and h’s memory seems to be unimpaired. In the course of a conversation with the veteran some time ago a few farts were elicited which will doubtless be of interest to the ronnv admirers of the French Emp n ror. Gregg, according to hi* statement, ws® one of the British in»rine« on the Bclle rophon. After the Emperor Napoleon, or Gen BonapartP. as he was stndiously calk'd by the officers of the vessel, came on board and surrendered himself to Uapt. Maitland, j claiming the hospitality of England, he wn® i assigned a rabin end one of the marines was always od duty at the door. This post fell j to Gregg’s lot a number of times, and he soon began to feel a friendly interest in the illustrious prisoner. “How did B naparte look and net ?” I asked. “He wa» *hc grandest looking man 1 ever saw,” replied Gregg. sHe had a splendid head, dark brown hair and a face like mar ble. His eyes were light blue, und when in high spirits his smile whs the sweetest imag inable.” “He was chetrful at all times, was he?” ‘Oh, yes; some times he would speak to me and to the common smlors »r pleasantly a® you please lie would utter a lew wordi of English, and then ask if what he said was correct, aod when we would point out Iris mistakes as well as we could, he would laugh like u boy: and then he would turn the tables by picking fliws in our French. Oh, he was a rare one, sir.” “Always in good humor, then?” “Well, no, sir. Some times he was very blue, aod then again he would get mud, and. Lord, sir, how he wouiu swear ’* “Swear f The great Napoleon swear!" “Yes, sir, that he did. He would swear by tbe hour at anyboiy or anything that crossed his path.” “How did he pa®® his time ?” I queried. “He read so ne. and talked with the offi cers a good deal, and then he was very fond of pacing the deck. Sometimes he would shot him-elf up io his cabin all day, but generally be was walking üboo*, noticing everything. Nothing seemed to escape him, and he was in the main very willing to talk to anybody that came along. Hornetim‘-s he was very nnassnming, and then again, considering his position as a prisoner, and all that, it did look us if he was a little too hanghty.” “Did he ever appear at all cowed ?” “(lowed! Not a bit of it! Why,sir, he walked the deck as if he owned the vessel and everybody on it. He would get blue and mad, as I said before, but he always carried himself grandly, and everybody, from the Captain down, showed him the greatest possible respect. In fact, we all took a lik : ng to him. and that’s the truth übout it ” ‘‘What w is Napoleon’s height, as near as you coil'd guess ?” “Well,” replied old Gregg, meditatively. “(Lev tel! me that he w»» a little man. hut I did not think so when I saw him. It was became I was a raw youth, I suppose, and the sigh* of the greatest man in the world’s history dazi'ed me. But, then, his manner was olwuys so dignified and impressive that we never thought of hi* small statnre ” “What was the opinion of those on the Bellerqphon in reference to the Emperor’s future 1” “Why. sir. we all thought that lie wonld be received as England's guest, snd by some provision in the treaty be allowed a pension, j on condition of not again taking up arm*. Wg bad no idea of anything else, aod. sir. j our men shed tears of humiliation when they learned that BonapartP was not to be per mitted to land on English soil—they did. sir. arid oar officers, too, were a good deal ruffl'd —tod they felt that the British Government j-wo# doing s<rnie(hing that wr.s mean, petty j and Wpious ’’— Detroit Fret Press. The Passage of the Red Sea. R j etir.g the theory either that the Bed Sea extended at thin time us 'ar aa tbe Bitter j Lakes, or that tbs Israelites crossed by the j Serhoinai) box, (Ijrngsch’a theory.) Dr. 1 Bartlett identifies wi'h the Pthahi ; rotb of the Bible contends that the He j brews crossed the Rt;d Sea south of Sues by 1 a passage fordable tyi low water. In pre paring this passage lor bis people God worked through • 'falural agencies.” Let ns ; hear wtiat he savs/concerning the effect of nia; > of the Ikai by many witnesses Tfehendorf mentions how the ebb is increased by a northeast wind. Wellsted says that the rise and fall of the water In the Arabian Gulf is nowhere so dependent upon the wind as at .Suez: that when a long-continued northeast wind is followed by a southeast wind the watpr sud denly rises more than six feet, and the north ern ford, which previously eonld he crossed on foot, liecomes impassable even for camels. Schubert mentions that the water north of Suez is driven so much to the south by a strong northwest wind, that the gulf can th'n he ridden through. M de Le c seps mentioned to me the extraordinary of!‘cts of this win 1 which he had witnessed in such storms ns occur only at intervals of fifteen and twenty years. Ho had seen Ihe northern end of tbo sea in places hlown almost dry, and again h id °een the waters driven far over the land toward the Bitter Ltk"S. But the most d eisive testimony was found on the elabor ate map of the Maritime Cana! Company, whieh. while giving the ordinary difference between high and low tide in a calm at only eight-tenths of a metre, also states the differ ence between the highest and lowest known seas at 324 metres, or ten feet seven inehes, an amount that more than meets all the exigencies of thp biblical narrative und forms a remarkable coincidence with it in regard to ihe effect of powerful winds on this arm of tbe sea. Suppose, now, this strong northeast wind of extraordinary power blowing Ihe waters all night, it would make “the sea dry land” along the shallower region or line of the ford, leaving the waters still standing io the deep er places north and south of the shoals; and so “the waters were divided. And the chil dren ol Israel went into the m dst of the sea upon the dry ground,'' etc. That the wind afterward changed to h different quarter for the destruction of the Egyptians, though not asserted, is obviously involved in the method pursued, and is, perhap*. implied distinctly iu the statement that in the morning the Isra elites “saw the Egyptians dead upon the sea shore.’’ that is, naturally on the eastern shore, on wh ; ch they themselves were, whither they wonld not have been driven by an east wind. The progressive nature of the catastrophe aa the wuters returned is indicated in the state ment that the Egypt ians drove their chariots ' heavily, snd attempted to flee before they were overtaken by the final destruction.— from Rev. Dr. Bartlett’s New Book Degenerate Manners. The “old school" of manners has fallen into disrepute Sir Charles Qmndison is a comical rather than a courtly figure to this (feneration ; and the man whose manners may be described as Grand isoni an is usually called a pompous and grandiloquent old prig. Certainly, the elaborately dressed gentleman, speaking to a lady only with polished cour tesy of phrase, and avoiding in her presence all coarse words and acts, handing hpr in the minuet with inexpressible grace and defer ence. and showing an exquisite homage in every motion, was a difl'rent figure from the gentleman in a shooting jacket or morning sock “chaffing” a lady with the freshest slang, and smoking in her face. They are imdenyably d IT rent and the latter figure is wholly free from Gr»ndi«onian elegance and elaboration. But is he much more truly a gentleman T fs he our Sidney, onr Chevalier B ayard, onr Admirable Crichton ? Is that refined consideration and gentle deference, which i« the flower of courtesy, ao old-fash ioned tolly f The overwrought politeness is made very ridiculous upon the stage, and Richardson is undoubtedly hard Trading for the general consumer of novel*. It is true, also, that fine morals do not always go with fine man ners, and that Lovelace had a fascination of address which John Knox lacked. The chuff and slang of the Bayard of to-day are at least decent, and his morals probably purer than those of the eourtly and punctilious old Sir It >ger de Coverleys. Possibly ; but it has been widely said that hypocrisy is the homage paid by vice to virtue. The good manners of a bad man are a rich dress upon a diseased holy. They are the graceful form of a va*e fnll of dirty water. The liquid may he pois- nous but the veoel is beautiful. Some of the worst Isith oioe in the world have a personal charm that is irresistible. Many a sta'ely compliment was paid by a gracioady bowing satyr in lac d velvet coat and periwig at the court of Louis the Great, and paid 1 for the basest purposes; bot the grace and the courtesy were borrowed, like plumage of , living hues to deck carrion. They were not a part of the baseness, and you do Dot escape d'rty water by breaking the vase. If the I older morals were worse than the new. and the older manners were better, cannot we NO. 21