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jpatosoii cwtcckln Journal, Published Every Friday. E. & J. E. CHRISTIAN EDITORS AND PUBLISHERS. TERMS —Strictly in eldvancc. Three mouths gl 00 Six months |>2 00 Oua year 00 Hales o/\tilrrrtlsing : One dollar per square of ten lines for the first insertion, and Seventy-five Cents per square for each subsequent insertion, not ex ceeding three. One square three months } 8 00 ©ne square six months 12 00 One square one year., 20 00 Two squares three mouths 12 00 Two squares six months 18 OO Two squares one year 30 00 Fourth of a column three moths 80 00 Fourth of a column six months 60 00 Half column three moths 45 00 Half column six months 7n oo 'One column three months 70 00 •Ona column six months lUO 00 Joh of every description exe cuted with neatness and dispatch, at moderate rates. HOYL & SIMEONS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, /wirso.r, - - g i:s>no t.t. L. C. hotl. jan2sly. R. r. simmons. C. B. WOOTEN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Sly Dawson. Oa. J. P~ WATCH Jgkjn REPAIRER JEWELER. Dawson, Oa., IS prepared to do any work in his line in the very best style. feh‘23 ts J. (JS. S. SJtITH, O-Uisr SMITH and Machinist, |M If’SO.T, : : Georgia. Repairs all kinds of Guns, Pistols, Sewing Mahines, etc., etc. ‘4 lv- W. C- PARK S, .A.ttorney at Law. Mar Sly B.IirS«.V;GJ. G. w7WARWICSC attorney at Eatc and Solicitor in Equity. I.HITBV'IEEE ... GKO., WILL practice in Lee, Sumter, Terrell and Webster. law n’otTc k 1 | JIOIIG A i tvi!! practice in all the 11. courts ot tits South western, in Irwin •I theSoullieru, Coffee and Apphntr of the Bruit wick, and most of tire courts ot tire Pa laula Circuits. Ofliceon Washington Street, opposite the El T. ss office, Albany, tl '. may 1 i 1y {,A W OA UJ). rpHR undersigned will attend to legal JL business entrusted to his care, in South western Georgia. Office at Cutberf, Randolph *o., <«a. inayll,ly E. 11. PLATT ED. RANDOLPH HAROEfJ, ~ Attorney at Law, jul.em CCTURERT, Get. r J\ K. BTE\YAKT, attobnev at law, Culhltrf, ndolph Cos., Gt., All irusiness entrusted to his care will be faithfully attended to. Juno 1 |_. DOIiCiLASb, Atiorney at Law, June 1 C CTtttiERT, Get. £ m HIGGINBOTHAM, attoiuet at LAW, JU organ, Calhoun Cos., Ga„ Will practice in all the Courts of the South western and PataniaCircui’s. June 1 E H- SHACKELFORD, ‘ attorney at law, AQFJJT far purchase and talc, o fjAND. Suae 1, 18(16. PR. S. G. ROBERSON, JSURGEON DENTIST Hsji Culhhert, Georgia. J C. li. MARTIN (GENERAL IN'SIJRAAIE AGENT AN!) exchange dealer, JECC.I CE.t I I .Slabama Represents a paid Capital in A No, 1 Companies, of |jt!i J, 000.000. lakes Fire, Inland, River, Marine, Ldc, and Acci dent risks. Losses promptly adjusted ami paid. spr 27-ly. J.IROT BROWN, THOS. H. STRWART. BROWN &STEWART, Ware House and conns»ioA merchants, at Sharp & Brown's old stand, Jtettt'SO.C G EORGlet. We are determined to use our utmost en deavors to give entire satisfaction to all who jnay favor us with their patronage ! and as f«r as possible to bo to them, in this depart ment, (what we have often felt, and what eve ry planter must feel that he needs) ju-t and crtiable friends. That we may be better ena bled to carry out this design, we have secured M business agent, the we'l known and reliable Capt. John A. Fulton. “Ajutl balance," is our motto." Mach 8 188 Y. "wTr. & N. M. TH3RNTON JPractienl I >entis»ts, IWIIWO.V, Get. Bf Office in Harden's BCW building, Wes !»«*, Depot Street, Pcc. If ,t THE DAWSON JOURNAL. Vol. 11. [For Tlie Dawson Journal.] Thoughts on Ocutli. Death is uot a mere chin.era of the brain, but an awful reality. Death enters alike the mansion at and the hov el. He claims the King in his v royal robes, and the peasant at his daily toil. All seasons are his own. In winter, amid the howling blast and beating rain, ho seeks his prey; and, as the spring day* dawn and lengthen, ho is still busy. And in summer, when the air is vocal with the songs of birds, and fragrant with tho odor of flow< rs, we feel his awful presen le. Even in autumn, when the farmer j gathers the fruits of his labor, Death ! whets his scythe afresh, and mows down his thousands. Where is there a home across whose thresh-hold the shadow of the deuth-or.gel has not fall cn ? It may be that a darling btftjft in all the loveliness of prattling infan cy, has been taken, ov r whose form the fond mother has kept watch, weep ing, praying all in vain; she could not stay tho steady foot teps of the de stroyer. The loving and tho mu ih loved mother may have been called to dwell in the mansion ol tho blest; nev er again on earth will tier pleasant voice be heard ; but around the Throne of God, she is evor p-aising tho Re deemer. Il*as the fa.her been taken ? ah ! how tho throat fills, and tears un bidden start, as we write this dearest of names. What mournfully sweet recollections cluster around it. llovv the heart feeds upon them in silent communion ! If that word “father"’ is now christened in the sanctuary of the heart, while he who once rejoiced in the title, has been called to dwell in the spirit-land, you have cause to weep, for never again will you feel, as of old, in your merriest moods; when your lace is wreathed in smiles, tuere is a sadness at heart, of which you cannot free yourself. Lot us bury our loved ones from our sights if we must, dig their graves deep, and lay them to rest in the bosom of tho earth, or let their -bonet bleach upon some far oIF battle field, or in the depth of the ocean, where no sounding lead can reach thtir watery graves,—or on tho moun tain top which rears its lofty head to wer, Heaven; even there they are not lost to the inner sight, for in our "near s we have their image, and in the soft twilight, “when the stars, peep out ”we love to let memory hear us hack to those happy days ere the pale Messenger had summoned those so dear to us, and barne them to his gloomy abode. It is a sweet solace, as we stand beside the col l forms of tho ewe lover, to think of tho time when we shall meet tnetn again in a better land, where all ties severed here, shall be joined anew. As we go silently to the s.crcd spot where their ashes repose, we often feel as if their spirits were near us True, we cannot feel the warm pressure of tho hand, or the k'ss upon the cheek, as we once did; but there as a holy fe ljng in the heart, as though we were in the pres ence of angels. Miss Willa L. Cheatham. Aldehoffs Institute, Dawson Ga. ]Froni the La G'roose Democrat.] lilt Lovt'itjfloil’s Dream. I was orful dry ’lotber day, George, «ad fiadin’ a lot ovc green whiskey, I jist suC kc vl in a skin fall of bit strait ali n ,T m n’ s rs f Big'i'hful I swollard I bearu it splosh in my* hech. I was dry an’ empty both, by gollj—*o d r ? ai ter hit ris purty weii up in my paunch Lit snaked through and stood all over my body, makiu 1 it look like a big rid icule ktvered with beads, but I sw.lled tight arter a while, an’ then I tilled up purty soon. As soon as I coul 1 reach nit, by runnin’ a spoon handle down mv front, shot, i ff steam, an’ set hit to rovin' rouD’ Ilir w.irnt long afore I found myself tangled by the laigs in the dorg funnel, an* 1 fell head down hill, si l thought the TQ'is* peaceful thing I could do were tu go tu sloop thinkia' of a roarin wiud mill. Well i dreamed uie a dream. I thought I was in bell, an’ had been sent there fur votin' the Itadi kil ticket. 1 felt the justice ove the sentence, so much so that I didn’t feel so uneasy on’ mad about Lit as I wud a been if they bad sent me fur murderiii’ a blind old 'oman, or makin’ a back leg ove sonic gol’a Ins baby, arter soakin’ it ia turpentine, or rich 1 ko common weak ness. I thought i had been there lorg enough to sorter begin tu git used to the taste ovo the whiskey they still down than, an’ 1 mus say I think Lit a little better than the truck what the skulkers out ove the Confederate army biled for the G verntren*, because hit dident create the appetite to cuss, steal or desert half as soon, an’ me in Tephet ot that. ’Xwas saf r whiskey, George, safer whisky. Well! I thuUght bell was a perfickly roun’ hole—os roun’ us a bumbshcll, right plump in tho centro ove the yeartb. The walls were glez and as slick as an ingyun peelin’, an’ bit were jist half full of melted dinner pots, dig irons, au’ old olrck weitghts, with a icutu ovc sm kin’ brimstouo a foot dcp Ihe devil stayed aboard if a boat, and had himself rowed roun’ jist as he pit used, by tho jury which fouu’ the true bill agin Jeff Davis They GA m FRIDAY, APRIL li>, 1807. look sorter liko they’d like to have an other pop at that jib I think, by golly they’d hunt a long spell aforo they fouu’ hit agin if they jist had another chance. I thought there wi re long fi a'hcraig elects nailed on the walls to climb by. They were tquare-aiged ups> the dim in' had to all be dine one one side, an’ whenever fellers got tired of swimmin’, they jist set into dimin’. They sorter slack eff sometimes until they sunk in the melted water up to thar waistbands or thar about, an’ then, by the gost ove a scearcd monkey, they’ve come up over hand tu their work agin, jist a wnalin’ and snortin’. They wotked like sqair rdsonatroad mill. Darn’d if they didenf keep the thing rollin’ strait along and’, George, jist as sure as you are a foot high, that’s what keeps tho jearth turnin’aroun’l has four) out atlas’. Well, one day the trap door opened, an’ the dev'l rr.’ered ole Forney to steer under the bole. Ho steer wild an after swimmin' nearly all over hell he g t hit sitx.-;J •' • ~lWrw darn st si nee es tae .n 1 inking cusses yu ever seed. Every body already thar turned their heads to louk at ’em and dumb faster, skeer. and at cm, by c Ilf! They were Ru k'L, tho ia3t durned one. Some had ropes atoun* their urs, with a runoin’ nuee ailin’ the year, some had b--d holes in tbuir heads, some had a big gill cut under the’r ohius, and ev ery one shode signs ove hard times and hurry. Am .pg ’em I seed Stevens, Sumaer, Yv id.*, l’at'er—untamed tho Beast—au* Wendell Pci lips. ‘Hey !’ acz the devil, ‘what’s wrong above—chel ery V ‘\Y us nor that,’ m z .Yuainer, tho C institution peonle his riz, au’ ove korso we are ALr. iiKn.'t, Sty yer inn j es’y, is Preston Brooks hero?’ ‘Ob, no sez the devel. ‘Well,’ s z Snmn r, sor ter brightenin’ up, and rubhin’ his haus ‘I am durned glad ho ain’t. ‘Stop a minit,’ sez the devil, ‘wait uutil I sort yu out.’ He tak up a needle as long as a harpoon, and with a big pile of trace chains he ti readi<J iThen ho picked out all the common cusses among ’em an’ strung ’em on he chain,—a .and then hung the whole bunch over the aidge ove the boat into thebrimatono. Jehosafat, how they sizzled an’sloshed an’ dove, and sprinkl and hot iron about wif the’r tails ! A string of von peareh wui have been just nowbar. While the devil wua stringin’ the small fry, Butler, surnamed the Least aidged back ti wliar I sot in the boat, a keepia’ one eye sot on the devil end bother or, me, he whisper and in tny year ‘What’s Sisyphus ?’ >S 1 ‘don’t know, why?’ ‘Oh, nothin’oply I wanted <o see which kuowed the mst ii ur trades him or me. Theu he whispered (that mortal off eye ove hL’fi still s> t t a ti e devil,) ‘Say, dns yu know wbar bis mnj stv keeps hi ;s; . ?’ Fez l .*J os you see them ei.aius hanging over ‘lie stern ? he keeps ’em in a tig pot eenk at‘(other end of hit.* tie jist v. • r.t over the s'arn he:.l fa-’, au’ coi n'd hit down the chain oaten si-ht uiMer tho bi m t , no. Af'or bein’ gone a spell, bo com i back lookin’ disapiatud like, but bis gincral 1 nks were powerfully improv ed by his both in melted brimstone. I svvinv, !m looked it l.- tip more like a hutnun. Sez hi, “Gi)t] ‘, p<>t an’ a 1.” 1 opened n.y eyes. Sc:: he, ‘Haint Forney got ’em ?’ Sez TANARUS, ‘May be so; he’a been fumblin’ roan the ntarn a good wlii'e,’ Darn if he didn't saroh every po.-.ket Forney bad, an, the ole cuss uevt-r cot oh him at hit an’ he got the spoons. While this wore gwine on old Thai were a tryin’ to claim kin wif the devil, a comparin' h s foot along.wif old Nick's. 1 think the p int were to git an office, for I heard :he devil keep sayin’ No, no, I be dam if I do, we has order he o now.’ An’ all the time ole Wade were a pesterin’ nis mnje ty for a free ticket on his dog gory. 1 sued that the divil were n git tin monstrous oneasy. Wendell Phil lips kept a watchin’ f.s' tho side that went down under the Cinders, an' then the side what come up oil' ov the lu’ e. He jist hopped overboard, and swum over thar. au tryin’ his durndest to turn hit ’tother way, he’d grab rfio slopin’ side ove tho elects, an’ then slosh back agin among tbe melted dog irons nn' brimstone. I reckon hi must a made fifty trials afore he quit and sw um back to the boat, an’ then be sot in the most yearr.est manner to persuad !)' the devil to take off the elects, an* nail ’em on agin upside down, so as to run bell backwards, an’ ove rouse tum outside world with hit w thout givin a single rea son why hit would help.the matter.— This made the devil "hi e over. He sed not a dam one’ove ’em should stay tbar another hour. Thiv they’d raise a rebellion sura art’ destiny tiie institu tion, mi’ til n what wou and the world do,' particularly New Eng'and ? 1 tell yu he jist rared ; sez bo, ‘l’ll e’ear my dominion ov yu durn’d quick,’ an’ be ranged a big borntner ton, what were in the boat point blank at tho hatch hole, an’ lie loaded in old Wade, feet fus’ an" made Forney tech hit ofl. By golly !he went whizzen through the ho e, aud bit ruiaed whis key on the lake on il bit burnt blue. Next he grabbed old Thad ‘Bez he, tr mblin,’ ‘Piease, yer majesty, load her in wif me,’ a pintin t: a she nigger strung on 'he chain ; says the devil, ‘No, s r; 1 think we can manage her arter yu is gone ; and licsides, she looks lik she needed a little rest.’ Go lang ! and I jist cotch a glimpse ove Thud’s hooked foot scrapin’ a splinter ofl he hatch com bin 1’ Next bo yoked Kumner, and Lo beg ged to be loaded head fus’ as he sed he’d always traveled starn fus’ thrugh life, and be wanted to flu sh his jour ney the same way, on account ov his j record. So, starn fus’ ho wont outen i the batch hole, an’ 1 reckon starn-fus’ | he busted ngin tbe hatch hole, sumfin awny yondir on the outside. Boiler's eu‘name the Beast’s turn cum next. While the dov 1 wero n loadin’ him in, I observed him busy a buttonin’up his penkets When the mortar fired I were a watchin’ the hatch dost; 1 didn’t liko tho idenr of his loavin ; but dam if ho went thar, ho fullered the lino over his vock eye, at and busted into a million pieces agin the wall. Spoons and breastpins foil a foot deep nli over tho lake, an’ I beam tho wimen all cheer. Ibo devil then licked his lips, and went for Wendell, but he jist loped overboard and dove, an’ tu save his life the tlev.l couldn’t find him. He’ll rase trouble thar yit. see if ho don't. Next ho grabbed Forney, bis steers man, and sez ho, ‘Y l don’t steer to suit me,’ and he commenced a loadin’ him in don’t yu believe, jist as tho cuss’s head were a gein’ out ove sito, he wh;sp. red in tho devjl’a ear thuijl were Jamison, the actor. Tho boil remarked, ‘l’ve got initfia agin Jmai .Aftjiuw**; *. iat me, by gi 1 b' b kase be e-od the Beast out smar ted him in tho spoon business. I bourn sumfia like quack .’ quack ! down in the bowels of the mortar, an’ hit went off and so did the duck. Thar’ll be peace lu hell for a while, if the dev il can only ketch Wb tide 1 an’ rekon struct the durn’d raskil Ole Smutty re.icbe i for me the las' ; fie, an’ put me down bis gun. I sot in to beggin hard. Fez he, ‘Yu tnus’ go; the pro-perity ove my king loin and mands that nullin’ bavin tho smell ove ituuikil o■ 1 1 bits close kin slay there. I seed yu whisperin’ xis the Beast, and Id shoot out o!o R ibspier re bistef, ii I were tn ketch him at rich an ornary trick, an’ he’s been helpin’ roll bell roun in aa orderly way ever since the French Revolu ti m.’ By gollv I I jist limbered all over, the gun roared an’ I Wakened. Now "bat do you think was the matter wif me ? I\ by, ole Bob Ilays were a tryin’ his durndest to sp inter a four foot clapboard over me, sad he wanted me to get outen his paster afore he shut the gate for the night. I wero a sweeten orful, George, perfectly orful. I sorter wished I hail drempt on a litt e longer I’d a liked piowerful well tu a fotin out what had become j of old Thad after be were shot out ov bell. Hit’ll so:ter injur his staudin,” won t bit, as he roams through r.uffin forever? [ beiiove if I’d been him, I’d father stayed thar wif tny stie-nigge.- Bin hard < n unit, though, an* a little too good for him. Aint Ia buss on dreams ? Adventures ol n V/riting l>e :!t UK VIC'SIITIDES OF A MILLION. The Yi-count II hi rt N, <ie I’—, v.’.-i twcnty-li.o y< a sos ago, had an in ' some of twenty-live thousand litres, ! wifi go «1 1 iok-- ( an illustrious name aud could have un.do a very bribiunt : tnarri g l . He had ought to have been a man in the world, lie only bad one regret. He had nothing to do. JL* ivas f. hippy at his lappincss. The j constant trar quili'y of life fatigued hitc. iHo needed a little bitter in his cup of perpetual swoe s. But heaven refused to grant it to him. lie neoLid to fly ti other land.*, there to seek the fatigues the sufferings, the n„ve!ties he lacked. S l , live years ago, bo entered by chance au am ton room, just as they were putiug up a capital portable writing desk. He was ab' nt to travel, and it was just what he Deed' and ; so he bought it fur three hundred francep. It probably cost more than ten times the Hunt, lo the interior there were c mpartments for every thing, and a plate bore tho name Lri N—, one of the richest peers of Ragland 110 was enchanted with bis purchase, ahd carried Uhome in 'riumph. Some days after he set out for Spain ;as he went from Madrid tOjCadiz, Le was stopped by tuieve>, who cimple'ely dispoilod him. Taeraly thing he missed was lis disk. He prayed them to retu: n it. They refused, but their chief Don Jose Maria, promised to send it after him to Cadiz, on receipt of a ransom. Rob ert promised two huadro reals, anl gave the address of the hotel where he meant to stop at Cadiz, lie sent the money and got his desk. In America, in the wilds of Mexico, his desk was carried off by Mexicans. Ho thought lit lost. Four moLtbs afterwards he found iv iu a shop at Vera Cruz, and paid five hundred francs for it. lu 1852, having returnd to France, ho thought of going to Baden. lie passed tho summer there, and went to Paiis, visiting Cologne and Aix-la-Chap elle on the way. 1 Airived tn the frontier which sepa rates France from fcelgium, he fell into hands if the custenn house officers. S-itne days before some skillful fellows had defrauded the customs to a consid erable amount, consequently tho effieers were on their guard. i The search was long, and the vis , count became feriuus. 1 ‘What do ycu fear ?’ he asked aDgri iy- . 1 ‘Ob, sir, objeo sos great va’ue can be conoealod in a sit 1 space.’ ‘Have l the air of smuggler ?’ ‘No! but th re are ombassadurs who smuggle without scruple.’ ' The search coutiuued and the vis oount was astonished to see tho officets j opc i drawers in his desk, the existence |of which he was iguor&ut. At last, full of impatience, he wished to reclaim it. ■ ‘Now that you have seen all,’ said ht, ‘let us not prolong tLL unpleasant in ves igatiun.’ i What do yau siy, s : r V < 'I say that you kuow all, and know that 1 have nothing oou’rabaud.’ ‘Your oioiocßS, sir, nukes mo pity you. lluvo you any thing to bring forth. If you do so you will be freed by paying the dues ; if not, and [ find anything, there will boa ooufiscation and a flue ’ ‘But you have seen all.’ ‘lVrbaj e.’ ‘What do yon mean by perhaps V ‘lt is well made. Any one but my self mig! t have been deceived.’ ‘lJut I swear to you tb at J' ou have’ seen all.’ ‘Why deceive ? I am going the contrary.’ ‘lf you find anything else, I’ll swear I kn ivv nothiug of it.’ •A poor ex'use. I warn you I do not brlicve you.* ‘Let us finish this bad joke.’ ‘Me will and too much the worse for you.’ An l w th avail, the officer pressed •tgiinst what wit apparently a little or a ntmi’nt, which tt:w back, d.sclosing a •trarJrin which was a paper parcel fbo officer took it out, lookcj at it md put it back. Th.it is not contra band, says he with a bow, ‘and with so much money I was wrorg to accuse you The viscr.uat was stupified. ‘Bink notes 1’ cri-d he. ‘But I did uot put them there.’ ‘A ou arc very unfortunate, sir, if you can f rget a million or so readily.’ In Lot t! o e was there a million pounds sterling. The viscount took the notes, enunte 1 them, replaced them, and determined to 2nd the owner. Arrived at London, he sought ' n Lord N , whoso name was engraved irj ie. The nobleman n(firmed teat that the money wai not his. lie had givon this desk to a for mer valet of Lis, wh se address he gave she vise unt. This valet was now a wealthy shop keeper in Pall Mall. Ho tlod the vis— c unt he knew nought of the money but while in Laly had sold tho desk to Count Lugi b ttimaiini, who was immensely licb, aud in whose service) he then vas. The visoiunt set out for Italy, and went to IDyenna, where Count Sotti raonti lived. He recognized the desk but aviwed that be had never placed any money in ir. He sent the visoount, howevtr, to the Laura R , a former prnna donna of t he San Carlo, at whose hnuse, in Lis gay days, he had forgotten his desk. The Signora recogniz and the desk, and related th: t she had given it to the Russian Prince, Alxa's B ,in ex change fer a p. ail collar. The vi-eouut set out for Bt. Pjters burg. He was happv. lie now bad something to do—to find the tiua own of tho hidden m >ney. lie planed it a' u* r t, in order th> tit might not run the nffi es being 1 iwt. Prince B knew the desk, but do clarel he had never conced'd a single bank note in if. He told the viscount that oa leaving Italy, he bad gone to Palis, and had given it, the desk to a dnnesuse of the opart, Louis P ... who was net in the habit of concealing m uiey. ii bert returned to Parts. There he learned that after leading a lige if luxury, Loui-e P had/dwtl in mi.-ary, aud that her furniture* wap sold by her creditors. It was at that sale he bought the desk. What to i!o now ? he conlJ only think that the maker cf the desk bed placed the money there, or it was there ilepi sited by the Bpaaiak rubers who stuie it. The maker at London wrote that he kn . w nothing of it, and the vi.-o"UDt lcaraed tint tho Spanub rubbers had all been hung long since. Ah 1 it was deposited in the desk by tbe Mexicans Ho w< nt to Mexico, whence he retured a few months ago. lie there diseovered that one of those into whose bauds i:, had fallen was a trapper, who carried ca a considerable trade inekins with tho Americans. This was sufficient. He must be the man who concealed the bank noiet. The vi.count continued hisseaicb, and at last fouad one day at Vera Cruz a very prtty young giil ot seventeen, the duugbitr of the Mexican by a Frenchwoman, who had come to Vira Cruz as a milliner. lu answer to his question’, she told h : m the knew nothing cf bur father, bu' be had bee . k lied by a Tcxuu rac • She was exc sffvely pretty, aud lixe a sensible fellow, married her ; and hav ing at la.-.t sometnmg to and >, rcuruci to Paris wi.h her to enjoy the t’ortu c of which a siugalar chance hal put him in posscsti.n, Tu* Degensracy of Y ouno Men. —An exchange asks: “Why Is it that the proportion of youug men ia this country, who turn out bad y, is so much larger than it used to be ?” and finds a Bo.ution ot its question iu the answer that “a s; irit ol false pride in duces their parents to put their boys in stores and offiors, ra’her than ap prentice them to good trades.” “Me chanics and laboring men,” the writer adds, “have too generally imbibed the idea that they ought to placo their boys a peg above tho drudgery ol matiuol lab r, which, however, is a great mistake " A snsceptible youth who clerks in a Main stre.t store, says bu onoe kissed a girl who was si sweet that ho had to drink vinegar and eat crab apples for two vecka af.erwurds to keep himself from turning to loaf sugar. Dangerous girl ! Wouldn’t ihe make glorious feeding for a hive cf bees. The foTowirg strikes us as something in the wav of copyrights: ‘Fordisposal, the copyright of a New Shirt. ‘The Ptiuoc of Wales’ Traveling Sairt. I’,ice £oo. Address X. Y. Z., Villa,- Square, N.’ IVo. 11. Salvation Wlu ii Leant Expect ed. When Gen. Bragg retreated from Kentucky, a bushwhacker, claimed the rank ofeuptaiu in the federal army, wts captured with sixteen of Lis men. Tuey wore hiiog as guerrillas. Tho Federal? determined to retaliate by hanging *n equal number of Confederates of like rank. We happonel to be of the rank of captain at tho time the affair happened, aud to be a prisoner at Louisville. There were but three other capta ns with us. Wo were informed about sunset one day that into captain and sixteen tneu of us would be drawn out uext, morning by iotandbungin retali.tion. Tho pros pect for us individully was a gloomy one—only one chanoo in four fur our neck. At the same time there was a stand ing order permitting any Con federate.who might take tho oath of al legiance tn the Union to walk out of prison soot free. Tho chance for ignominious dea’h was appauling. The mode of escape was easy, but disgraceful. In snek a straight, what was the duty of the Southern man to bis enuso ami com rades? Simply to trust to luck and stare fate iu the faoe—not to walk ignp naininnsly through the open gate. Not a man iu that prison wavered.— At sunlight next morning a ccuricr came announcing t at a Confederate captain and sixteen men bad born al ready hung iu retaliation at Ham ds burg. We give this incident of the war for no other purpose than to show that there are occasions whin nun should face the extremist dangers without (Inching, and that, firtune sometimes prtsorves us as individuals and as peo ple when we least expect sulfation.— [Montgomery Mail. What no Yocno Men Marry ? Some young men marry dimples; some noses; some even marry ankles; the contest, however, generally lies between the eyes and the hair The mouth, too, is occas onully married ; tho chin not so often. Poor partners, these, you will own. But young nun do murry all these, and many other bits and scraps of a wife, instead of the true thing Such as the marriage is, such is the after life. Ho who would m irry a wife must marry a wo man. If ho can meet with imo of equal social position, like ediica ion, simi'ar ds; o.ition, k ndred sympathies, and habits congenial to bis own let him marry But le*. him beware ot a curl or a neck, however swan like, or a voice, however melodeous Young 1 1- dies do also make some queer ma'chee, aud unite themselves to whiskeis. A Learned Yoi.tii. A pretty good joke is told at the axpen e of a suburban school teacher, who kept alter school a youngs',, r who had man ifested a great aversion to acquiring additional learning, and in the course of reprimand, the teacher said : “Now, James, can you tell mo one single thing you have learned since tbe quarter commenced ?” “Yes, I have learned ono thing.” “What is it?” “Well, I have 1 arnel where there is a chestnut tree that none of the boys know anything about, and I was go n g there for nuts if you hadn't kept me after seho 1 ’’ A Clean Sell. — A shf wed country man was in town the other day, gawky, unc utb and iuoooent enough, but in in reality with histyo teeth cut. Pass ing up Main street, through the Jews’ he was often met wi h impor tunities to buy. From almost every stere one rushed out in accordance with tho BUDoy ieg easti in of the street, to sc'zi upon and try to firee him to pur chase. At last oac of them caught him by tbe arm, and urged him to hi com: one of Lis customers. ‘Have you any fine shirts V inquired the ot uotryman, with a v ry inaoeut lok. ‘A splendid a*s rtinent, sir. Step in tr. Every price sir, and every style, the vrry cheapest, sir.’ ‘Aro they clean ?’ •To bes r,Si .’ ‘Well, then,’ pursued tlic country man,‘put ono on, for you need it.’ The rage of tho store-keeper may be imagined, as tho countryman, taming upoa his heel quietly pursued his way. Even if your heart is in a cause, i loom't follow that ycu should put y> ur foot iu it. Nepo’eon, Arkansas, sends us an an ecJote if a Texas soldier : While trudging along one day n’one a soldier met a Methodist circuit ri der, and at once recognized him as such, but affected ranee ol it. Preacher.— What Command do you belong to ? Soldier—l belong to the th Texas Regiment.* Van Dorn’s army. What army do you bel ng to ? P- (very solemnly,)—l belong to the army of the Lord. B.—My friend you've got a long way femn Head Quartets ! A pour Irishman ap; lied to one of tho overseers ts the poor fur relief, and upon some doubt being expressed as to whether he was a propet object fur par ochial relief, he ens reed bis suit with much earn, s dc s. ‘‘Oeb, yir honor,” sail he, “sure I’d be starved long since, but fer my eat.” ‘ But 1-r what 1” abked the astonished interrogator. “My cat,” rejoined the I.ishutan. “Y\>ur cat—how so 7” “Sure, y r honor, I told hor eleven limes for s'xpeaoo a time, and she was always homt before I could get there mystlf.” The South. We copy from tho Nashvile Gxselto an extract of a leoture delivered in that city by,Father Kyao, author of tha ‘Cob* quered B tnnc A land without ruins is a land with out memorios— a land witbodt memo ries is a land without liberty. A land that wears a laural orown may be fair to see, huttwino a few sad cypress leaves j around tho brow of any land, Hod W ! that land barren, brautiless and bleak, it becomes lovely in its consecrated cor onot of sorrow, and it wius the sympa thy of tho heart and of history. Crowns of roses fade—crowns of thorns endure. Calvaries and crucifixions take deepeßt root of humanity—the triumphs of might aro transient—they pass and are forgotten ftho sufferings of rightare gra ven deepest on the chronicle of nations: ojv. euuu at[t oi.iqa pu«[] »q) am ax;9 ‘taj, spreail, Anil the living tread light ou the hearts of thcjdead ; Yes, give me a land that is blest by the dust" And bright with the deeds of the down-trod*’ den juaq Yes, give me the laud where the battle's red blast Has and ished on the future th 9 form of the Ye«, give me a land that has legeDds aud layw Tint tell of the memories ot long vanished days; Yes, give* me a land tint hath atory and sung To tell ol the strife of the right with the' wrong; Yes, give me a laud with a grave in eaclr spot, And names in the graves that shall 00l be forgot. Yes, give me the of the wreok and th# tomb, There’s a grandeur iu graves—there’s glory in gloom— For out of flu gloom future brightnes lv born, As after the night looms the sunrise of morn ; And the graves of the dead with the grass’ overgrown, May yet fosrra ihe footstool of liberty’s throne Aud each single wreck of tile war path of might, Shall yet be the rook in the temple of righ*. Fail, I’iiet stmt - Fancy. Whit bar is it that often opens bat never shuts? A crow bar. Tho horse's coat is the gift of nafure, but the tailor very often makes a coat for an ais. Weak doses of washboard aro now' recommended to ladies who compluitr of dispepsia. Young men troubled in the same way may be cured by a strong preparation of woodsaw. “L> > you liko codfish balls, Mr. Wig gins ?” “I real'y don't know,” said Wiggins, musingly; “I don’t recollect of ever atten ling ono.” An old lady refused to let her nietef dunce with a young graduate because she had heard that he was a bachelor of arts, whereby she understood that bo was au artful baonolor. “It is never too late to mend,” said the old lady when she sat up until 12 oY'ivk P M. to durn her husband's stockings. Young Christopher Co’utnbus, de** scendaut of the great discoverer, has just eoint into poa ession of his fath er's e tato and title, Duke of Vera gus. The fellow who wm told that the best cure for palpita'Ji a of tho heart was to stop bugging and kissing the) gi.ls, said : “It that is the of.ly reme dy wl i Ii can be proposed, I say, let ’tT palpitate.” “Motbep,” said a little six yeat old, can't I go anil have rnv unibrotype, taken?’’ “Vo; I guess it isn't worth while.” “Well, then, you might let me go and have a tooth pulled ; I neV* or g) anywhere 1 ’ On a physicbn admonishing a pa* :ient, on one occasion against his posed hab t of eating i o lust, aud te I. ing I itn that bailing the food was a hr to digestion, he said : “You speak /ron-icallt, Doctor. A Colonel ol v iunteers repeatedly insisted as a eondit on of his offer of service, “V md, we are not to go Out of the country, Mr. Pitt! we are not t> go out of the country.” ‘‘Except, I suppose,” said the min'sler. cold!v, ‘ia the case of actual iuvuA n ” A Critical Case ‘Oh, mitherl do send for the doctor ! ’ said a littl® boy nf hreo years. “What for, mv dear?” •■Why, there’s a gentleman in the par* lor, who says he’ll die if Janodon’t mar ry him- -and -he says she wou’t.” Junes, who is engaged in tho real estate bu mess, was riding along tht* other day, when lie saw this sign ; “This farm fur sail.” Bee'ng a wo man picking up an apronful of chips at the wood-pile, bo poiite'y asked her when the faitn w»e to sail “Just as tho man comes along tcho ran raise the wind.” “Daughter, why do you not wear your rings ?” “Beeruse, papa, they hurt me when anybody squeezes my hand.” “What businesi have you, I would like to know, to have tour band squeezed ?” “Gerta'nly none; but still, you know, j Spa. one wr ull like to beep in squeez i bm order.” “Have Orders Not to Go.”—“I have orders, n t to go there ; orders that l dire uot.disuLoy,” said a youth who was being tempiod to a sm* king and oilli ird saloon. “Gears dun’t bo si womanish ! come alone like a man,’ shouted the youthr. “What special crdeis b-vejougof, G >me show them to us, if you can.— Stmw us the orders.” John tu'k a neat little fcoik frem Lin pocket, and read Dul: ’•Eater not iato tbe paths if the wick-* e l , a;d go not in tbe way of evil men. Avoid ii! pass not near! turn from it! and pass away ! “Now,” s ii John, “you my or ders forbi Imy going with you. They are God’s ordi rs, and by his help I mean to keep th< m ’’