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■ Thus do I dream
(Sometimes of a summer day,
When the xrind blows fresh from the hill
Cleansing our souls from thoughts of ill,
An our limbs are trashed by the mountain
streams)
"What my love should be
If God would fashion her form for me.
Gracious and stately, yet withal
Most gentle-minded, slow to please,
And not profuse of word;
Pull of tranquil kindness for all,
lest to the super senso
Of humble minds a chance speech give
offense.
Not quickly stirred
To tears or laughter, love or strife;
Bight nobly simple in her way of life,
let joying healthily in all - this world
giv©,
Since holy minds in healthy bodies live,
And beauty cannot harbor with disease.
But, above all, most true,
And rather over trustful tlian inclined
To see the' evil than the good
In each man’s mind;
Setting “Thus ehonld I" higher than
would,”
Nor ever restless for things anew.
And for her bearing I would have her tall
And lissome as young shoots in May
That rise and fall,
Marking the cadence of of the breeze,
Bather than bending to its sway;
With eyes like summer seas,
Mocking the blue above,
Within whose infinite azure deeps
A golden secret sleeps—
Whose holy calm has never yet revealed
To-day or night
The worlds of treasure that do lie con
cealed
Beneath their crystal sheen,
Bat wait the coming of the light—
The coming of the light of love—
So wonld I have my queen.
Her voice shonld be silver sweet.
Pure as the chime of a holy bell;
My heart shonld beat
Ap.d answer its sound again,
As twin lutes throb to a single strain,
Therein should dwell
The music of my life, now and to be;
The noblest thoughts God ever gave to
me
8hould be set to its exquisite melody.
This is my dream of the midsummer hour
Begot
By the fairy power
Gf a few fond rhymes that my heart holds
dear;
And I turn and tremble her step to hear,
Yet abe cometh not.
—[London World.
TilJE UEOIlVtA J'i. f- SS
Os Tuesday last twenty-five shares of
Southwestern railway slock were sold lor
$120 per share. The scrip brought nine
ty-six. Twenty-five shares of the Geor
gia Homo Insurance Company stock
brought $148 per share.
Got. Brown brought home Senator
Morgan, of Alabama, and Senator Slater,
of Oregon, with him. Senators Hampton
and Call will join them to-day.
A brilliant marriage Tuesday night
at the Fust Methodist church, Atlanta, is
recorded in the Constitution, the parties
being Mr. Robert Taylor, Jr., of Balti
more, and Miss Fannie Wlnship, of At
lanta.
Mu. Sam W. Small will hereafter
have charge of the city news department
of the Atlanta Constitution.
The Atlanta Post-Appeal, of Wednes
day, says “a sumptuous banquet, given by
the committee of the New England Cot
ton Manufacturers’ Association, headed
by Hon. Edward Atkinson, came off at
the Exposition restaurant last night.’
The death of Cap:. W'm. Kidd, for
thirty yean a citizen of Atlanta, Is an
nounced. He left an estate valued at
$200,000.
We find the following in the Sumter
Republican'.
Saved nr a Pipe.—A few evenings
since, a young man, with lighted pipe, en
tered the front gale of a friend to pay a
visit. When he had reached within a few
steps of the front porch he espied a large
dog quietly await'ug his approach. Quick
ly turning, he tried to retrace his steps
with the dog noisily accelerating his re
treat. In his flight the pipe fell from his
mouth, scattering the tire in every direc
tion, which scared the dog,and as the young
chap ran out of the yard howling murder!
help! save me! and the like, the dog went
yelling into the back yard, more frighten
ed of the two.
An Attempted Assassination.—We
learn that Mr. Hannibal Watson, of Tay
lor county, who Is now confined to his bed
with fever, and while his wife and chil
dren were out in the field close by, one
day recently, some one entered the front
door and discharged two barrels of a shot
gun at him as he lay upon his bed. For
tunately none of the bails struck Mr.
Watson, although the bed clothes were
badly torn and the wall right over him
filled with buckshot. The would-be as
sassin then ran from the house into a
thick sugar-cane patch and made his es
cape, unseen by any of the family and
unrecognized by Mr. Watson. The wile
and children hearing the firing went to the
house to ascertain the cause, but could
not find out who had attempted the mur
der.
At the Savannah court house sales on
Tuesday, Savannah Gas Company stock
sold at $119 per share.
Wx quote as follows from th9 Atlanta
Post Appeal’.
It aiding the Doctors.—The burglars
have recently raided the residences of
Drs. Thad Johnson and Fred King. The
burglar nuisance Is getting too pronounced.
It ought to be abated.
A Distinguished Honor.—'The go
rilla on exhibition at the Exposition
grounds died yesterday afternoon. Atlanta
will be the burial ground of the only
gorilla ever brought to this country.
Knocked Down and Bobbed.—Last
night on Young street a Mr. Blocker was
attacked by two unknown men. During
the altercation Blocker received several
slight wounds and was robbed of his
purse, watch and chain. No clue to the
identity of the attacking party has been
reported.
Going to See the Railroad Na
bobs.—Governor Colquitt has been ap
pointed by the Exposition executive com
mittee to visit Philadelphia and New York
to confer with the managers of the great
trunk lines in reference to reducing rates.
The Governor leaves to-night.
From the Cochran Enterprise :
Fite Wild Turkeys.—At noon last
Tuesday Mr. Sol. Woods, who Jives five
miles from towB, brought In five wild
turkeys, a portion of the result of the
morning’s bunt. Ho killed two of them
at one tire, and the others at single shots.
A Negbo Breaks His Neck.—On
i»t Wednesday one of the colored men
WOiking at the mill of Knight & Sykes
mounted a log to turn it with his cant
hook, and when he set hts weight on the
SUIT the bark slipped off the log, allowing
the man to fall backwards, when the
ft t pif of his head struck another lpg, the
blow dislocating bis bead and neck, kill
ing him instantly. We did not learn Ins
name.
The commission of Dr. Orr, postmas
ter at Athens, expires on the 20th inst.,
and W. A. Pledger, a very obnoxious ne
gro of that place, lias gone to Washing
ton to get the appointment. There is
some fear that he will be successful.
The Hawkinsville News has the fol
lowing:
Saw Mill Bubned.—The saw mill
aud planing machine of Messrs. Knight Sc
Sykes, located a fear mlles.from town, on
the east side of the river, wss destroyed
by fire on Wednesday night of last week.
Loss about two thousand dollars. No in
surance. Messrs. Knigtit & Sykes inform
us that they will have their mill running
again in twenty days.
Row at a Funeral.—We learn that
a disgraceful scene took place at a colored
funeral In Dooly county the other day.
Two negro men had fallen out about
some trivial affair, aud during tbe melee,
one was cut clear across tbe abdomen
aud at last accounts was in a critical
condition. , ... .
Capt. H.H. Carlton, of Athens, de
dines to be a candidate for mayor of that
piace at tbe election next month.
The Sparta Ishmaefitc casually re
marks that “it seems to be utterly Impos
sible for evening daHles to thrive in Ma
con. There is such a thing as being bom
too nigh to sunset.”
Two fires and aa attempted burglary
enlivened matters about Thomson, Mc
Duffie county, last week.
The Dublin •Gazelle says Hoa. Joel T.
Coney has made ten thousaud bushels of
com this year.
Rome received 5,000 bales of cotton
last Monday and Tuesday.
Lexington is a good winter home,
Oak wood sells for sixty-five cents per
cord.
The Eoanina Telegram will shortly
make its appearance in Atlanta. B. F.
Sawyer will mn It.
James M. Smith, of Oglethorpe coun
ty, has made over five hundred two-horse
wagon loads of com this year.
Three hundred and seventy-five acres
of land two miles from Perry and with
out a building of any kind on it sold for
$2,900 last sale day.
On the 1st of October, 1881, there were
in the luuatic asylum at Milledgeville 279
white male lunatics, 52 white male epi
leptics and 29 male idiots; 255 white fe
male lunatics, 34 white female epileptics
and 45 white female idiots; SO colored
male lunatics, 20 coloied female epilep
tics and 1$ colored male idiots; SO colored
female luaalics, 7 colored female epilep
tics and 5 colored female idiots. Of the
900 patients present on October 1st there
were only about one hundred whose com
plete recovery the superintendent would
feel justified in predicting.
The Atlanta Post-Appeal has the fol
lowing account of the McPherson suicide
in that city last Wednesday, mention of
which has already been made in our tele-
giams:
The intelligence of the suicide of Rufas
McPherson la the billiard room of the
Kimball House, at 4 o’clock yesterday af
ternoon, created widespread astonishment
and regret throughout the city. The de
tails of the tragic affair may be summed
up in a few words. Mr. McPherson, some
time ago, was at the head of the clerical
force in the Louisville and Nashville rail
road agency at this point. On the 5lh of
September he resigned his position for a
place with the cotton exposition, and at
the tlme.of his death was tbe manager of
the exhibit of the Shenandoah Val'ey rail
road, or Virginia. Last Friday young
McPherson started on a spree which lasted
until his death. He had indulged in oc
casional sprees months ago, but for a con
siderable time before tbe last one had pur
sued a steady course of conduct that gave
great satisfaction to his friends. Recently
however, it is said, a misunderstanding
arose between and a young lady in
Montgomery to whom he was reported
to be engaged. Sevoral days ago the
young man alluded to this in conversa
tion with a friend, and declared that tbe
young lady had gone back on him, and
that he would kill himself if the matter
was not straightened out. Last Monday
night he stated to several friends at the
Kimball that he would be a dead man be
fore morning, but his companions merely
laughed at him and advised him to go
home, where be had not been since Fri
day. Tuesday ho spent with a number
of friends, and was up till a late hour at
night. Wednesday morning he took a
dnnk with a friend in the Kimball billiard
room, remarking at the time, “I am going
to brace up—this won't do. We’ll take
another drink and then I’m done.” He
remained most of bis time in the billiard
room that day, and about half past two
o’clock tried to borrow a pistol from Mr.
It. M. Brown, of DeKalb, but failing in
this requested a Mr. F. C. Leavitt, of Bos
ton, to walk up to Clarke’s hardware store.
The two went to the store, and McPherson
purchased a twelve dollar Smith & Wes-
-son pistol, telling Leavitt that he was go-
’iDg to Montgomery that night and might
need It. The two men returned to tbe
Kimball billiard room, where McPher
son took adrink with Mr. L. C. VauEpps
and other friends. Mr. VaoEpps then
left to get some cigars for tbe party, and
McPherson purchased three papers or a
newsboy. He handed one to Mr. Leavitt
and read one himself. In a few moments
ho walked to tbe rear bar, watched a
game of pool a while, and then taking his
pistol box from his pocket laid it down on
the bar counter. Taking out the pistol be
stepped back, and crying out, “Good-bye,
boys,” placed the pistol against his fore
head and pulled the trigger. For a few
scconds after the report he stood still and
no one present realized what had been
done until he fell, lie was quickly re
moved to a window where Dr. Drake ex
amined the wound which was just over
the right eye. The doctor pronounced the
wound fatal, and the dying man was car
ried up stairs, but before his room on the
third floor was reached, he was dead. A
coroner’s inquest was held and a verdict of
“death by his own hand” returned.
The grandfather of the deceased, Major
Campbell Wallace, and tbe mother of the
unfortunate youth, were completely uu-
nerved by the sad event. The funeral ex
ercises took place at 1 SO this afternoon
at the residence of the grief-stricken moth
er, corner Spring and "Harris streets, and
at 3 o’clock the remains were carried
to Knoxville, where tbe deceased was
bora and formerly resided. At the coro
ner’s Inquest It was stated that the de
ceased had recently infoimed a friend
that Major Wallace, his grandfather, had
cast him oil in consequence of his drink
ing, but all who are conversant with the
facts say that this was merely a delns'.on,
probably caused by the effects of liquor,
as Major Wallace was known to feel the
greatest affection for tbe young man.
Deceased was only 25 years old at the
time of his death; and was a young man
of fine character aud promise.
Mr. G. B. R. Smith, or Chattooga
cr.nnty, is her brag fanner. He has made
this year, the Dalton Citizen says, from
sixteen acres or land, fifteen bales of cot-
ton, each averaging five hundred pounds,
and the work was done by himself and
two ordinary hirelings. In addition to
this, he also made a fine corn crop, and
has hogs enough to make a supply of meat
for another year.
We find the following in the Oglethorpe
Echo’.
On Tuesday morning last onr town was
shocked by the report that a man. had
been killed aud afterwards burned up in
the lower part cf this county. The cor
oner immediately set out for the place of
the kilting and found the report to be
only too true. The facts as we can get
them are as follows: It was shown by
the testimony that a man by the name of
Dunsen passed through a field where tbe
wife of Wesley Kidd was engaged in pick
ing worms from her cabbage; after using
some bad ^language to her he went on to
Kidd’s house, where he was followed by
Kidd's wife. When he reacbod tbe house
he began cursing and quarreling until she
took her child and left. When she left
Kidd and Dunsen were sitting facing each
other in the house, and here the testimony
stops. Soon afterwards the house was
discovered to be in flames. After burning
dojrn the remains of a man was discover
ed in tbe ruins. On examination it was
found that his legs aud arms were burned
off aud his body and head burned to a
crisp. It was impcssible to recognize
him, except by some papers In his coat
pocket, which had been somewhat pro
tected by his arm. It was proved conclu
sively that the dead man was Dunsen.
It seems that the skull had been fractured,
proving that be bad been killed and then
burned. Tbe evidence showed that Dun
sen had been drinking, and an empty
flask was found by him.
Woods gushes over mothers-in-law as
follows in tbe last issne of the Hawkins
ville Dispatch:
Now, we like molhers-in-law general
ly. They are next to the best part of tbe
female creation. They-are kind in their
attentions, careful and earnest in their
advice, and devoted in everything. We
wouldn’t be without a mother-in-law for
any consideration in this world, aud we
would advise the editor of tbe Montezuma
Weekly to get a mother-in-law as soon as
convenient.
We get these additional items from tbe
same source:
Don’t Meet IJs with a Brass Band
—The Atlanta Phonograph has a great
deal more candor than policy. It has
been giving the managers of the Cotton
Exposition some severe lecturing about
tlielr neglect ol tbo press of the State in
the matter of courtesies. Christopher
says the fellow who Is employed to wel
come the editors an<J show them round
doesn’t know anything more about the
duties of his position and the amenities
of journalism “than a pig does about the
Jewish passover.” Perhaps the editor of
the Phonograph would like to have
every country editor met with a brass
band at tbe suburbs of the cisy, and es
corted to the Kimball House and tender
ed a banquet. For our pmt, we neither
desired or expected any courtesies from
Kimball and.the other managers of the ex
position. We believed it was gotten up by
some enterprising men to make money,
and we hope they may succeed. When
we go up we expect to pay fifty cents
every day wo visit the grounds, just like
the tliousands of visitors from all over
the country. \Vo did all we could to de
feat the bill before tne Legislature grant
ing “State aid” to the affair, aud we are
glad tbe bill was defeated. We shall be
surprised if tbe managers de not make
many thousands of dollars out of the
show.
Death of an Aged Lady in Dooly.
—Mrs. Mary Cobb, the widow of the late
Hon. Thomas Cobb, died at her home in
Dooly county on Wednesday night, Octo
ber 20,18S1, In the 87th year of her age.
She settled with her husband below
Hawkinsville nearly sixty yetrs ago
when this section was Inhabited by In
dians and there were bat few while set
tlers. She had lived for about fifty years
on the place where she died. Her hus
band was the clerk of the first court ever
organized in Dooly county and was one
of'its early representatives in tfie Legis
lature.
How an Old Hen Missed the Pot.
—An old hen belonging to Mr. J. W.
Bowyer is entitled to a little notoriety
for the long and successful “fast” she has
recently accomplised. She was placed
in a closet to be handy for a pot pie on
Sunday, when something happened by
which she was overlooked and forgotten.
She remained in the closet seventeen days,
having been entirely forgotten, and dur
ing this time she liad neither food or
water. When released tbo other day she
had dwindled very much in flesh aud her
feathers were considerably “raffled.”
Eight Walton county farmeis, with
their families, who moved to Louisiana
two years ago, have relumed to their old
home, and are veiy glad to get back.
The Jeffersonville Express “does us
proud” as fallows:
The Telegraph and Messenger,
excepting the Evening Recorder, is the
only dally that has been generous enough
to exchange with us. However, when
we’ve read the former,there is no necessity
for seeking further for news—it contains
it all, aud presented, too, in tbe most de
sirable shape. Tlie Telegraph and
Messenger is invaluable to this office.
Of old times at ^Morton, formerly the
county site of Twiggs county, the Express
says;
Brilliant saIoods and faro banks stared
people iu the eyes as they passed along
the streets, and betting was recklessly
high. As many as fifteen or twenty faro
banks have been known iu operation at
one time in the Intle town of Marlon, at
the time of which we write. Money waa
piled upon the green baize that covered
tbe table as lavishly as though ft were
only brown paper. People were rich then
and did not know the va'ue of money. It
was no trouble at all to raise three or four
thousand dollars for a political barbecue,
and the floating voters of the county were
entertained in regal s:yle—wined and fed
upon tbe fat of the land at the hotels and
public houses under the suryei isnee of the
agents of one or the other of the political
parties for a month or more in advance of
election day. The election over,they were
kicked out, as they deserved to be, aud
had a bard time of it until the next elec
tion approached.
Atlanta’s New Daily.—The Co
lumbus Times priuls the following sentby
a Washington correspondent:
Arrangements are being made and are
quite ready for the publication of a first-
class, h!gli-toned newspsper in Atlanta
with every modern arrangement in ail
particulars. It is understood that the
editorial writers have been engaged at
high salaries; also tbe business manager
has been chosen. So far as the money Is
concerned, Colonel Thornton, whose esti
mable wife is worth considerable over a
quarter of a million, and whose devotion
to each other Is very great, will be at the
bead of the company wince is to furnish
the capital. Tbe editor-in-chief is a well
known and highly esteemed gentleman,
and is regarded as one of the best editors
and writers in the country. Everything
for the success of the enterprise is being
arranged slowly but surely, and with the
view of permanency and being a profitable
investment.
The Griffin Netes says at tbo annual
meeting of the stockholders of the Savan
nah, Griffin and North Alabama railway
last week the total earnings ot the past
twelve months were reported to have
been $79,113.47 and total expenses $01,-
128,23, leaving net earnings of$14,9S5.24.
Compared with tlie previous year the
earnings have Increased $20,252.02, and
the expenditures $25,901.07. Mr. Wad-
ley stated the indebtedness to bo $012,-
000. Of this amount $500,000 are the
bonds of tbe road, $105,000 past dne and
unpaid coupons, and a claim of the Cen
tral for something over $7,009.
Mr. James W. Finlow, one of the
oldest and best citizens of Americas, dlod
last Thursday, aged fifty-nine years, of
neuralgia of the stomach. He had lived
in Americus thirty years.
The Sumter Republican says:
Mysterious Death.—Cbarlio Bob.
erts, a colored employe at the cotton yard
of the Southwestern railroad, was found
dead near the depot. Charles was to be
married at 9 p. m., on Wednesday night.
He came up town to shave aud fix for the
occasion, returned to his boarding place
near tbe depot for further preparation,
and was too sick to dress. He went out
of the bouse into the open air, hut spoke
in reply to friends in the house, that he
was better. Later when called he 'did
not answer. Search was made, and lio
was found dead. Truth is stranger than
fiction, indeed. The bride was adorned
for tbe wedding, and the guests were
ready. The jury summoned by the coro
ner rendered a verdict of “death from un
known cause.”
The Cartersville Free Press says Mr.
A. H. Stephens lost “over $20,000 by the
bsd management of others in tho publi
cation of the Atlanta Sun, and that it is
hardly probable be will engage in journal
ism again.” It also announces, apparent
ly by authority, that the late Felton will
run for Congress instead of governor, uext
year.
Judge Tuos. I. Little, an old and
honored citizen of Sparta, and for twenty
years ordinary of tbe couoty, died last
Wedoesdsy.
We learn from tbe Sparta Times and
Planter that Bishop Fierce returned
irom the West last Friday, bringing with
him an Indian youth, with the purpose
o'educating him for tbe ministry. The
young man, whoso aga we suppose to be
about eighteen, is named, we believe, for
tbe Bishop, George Freeman. He is said
to be a convert to the Christian reli
gion, giving, unmistakable evidenco of
his gentleness, piety aud devotion to the
cause. He entered school at the academy
last Monday, where he will pursue his
(Indies until prepared to enter college,
when the Bishop will send him to Ox
ford.
Mr. John Hull, as wo. learn from the
Augusta News, died suddenly last Thur-
day, at Athens, of consumption. The
same paper says:
Ed. Cox as a Detective.—One of
the negro “trusties” at the convict camp
at Dade coal mines ran away recently
and carried off a mule belonging to the
company. At the time he left the super
intendent and other officers were absent,
and there was no one to go in pursuit.
Captain Ed. Cox, who is also a “trusty,”
decided to catch the fellow, aBd so lie
mounted a mule and followed him.
Captain Cox pursued the negro for two
days Into Alabama, when he caught him
aud brought him hack to camp.
The Rome Courier says there is only
one person iu the county jail. He is
negro.
The LaGrange Reporter says:
For the Handsomest Young Lady
in Troup County.—Col. J. B. Broome
has arranged for November 12th the most
attractive and amusement affording pro
gramme ever gotten up in I.aGracge. It
consistsof awarding to the handsomest
young lady in Troup county a fine silver
set, valued at $30, and to tbe ugliest
young man In Troup couuty a ten cent
chroma, to be contested by a vote of the
respective sexes. It Is strictly confined to
unmarried persons, yet married persons
can come and look on. Nothing will be
charged for voting and each lady or gen
tleuian is entitled to but one vote.
The case of Huut, charged with shoot
lug at Callaway, clerk at the Kimball
House, at Atlanta, will be called to-mor
row in the Fulton Superior Court.
The Gnffin News reports the following
interview with President Wadlej:
Reporter—I have called, Mr. Wadley,
on a double mission. First to find out
the prospects of our people getting a spe
clal train from Griffin to Atlanta during
the exposition; aud, second, to make in
quiry concerning tbe proposed reduction
iu fares, as asked by the exposition com
mittee. Mr. Wadley—Well, sir, about the
train. I cannot answer you in regard to
the reduction of fares. That is a nistter
to be settled by the board of directors on
the 8th. Reporter—Can you give me an
idea of the decision? Mr. Wadley—No,
I cannot, my own opinion frequently
weighs nothing with tho directors, and I
cannot inform you as to their action. Re
porter—But the exposition committee will
receive a due consideration, will they
not? Mr. Wadley—Certainly. Lam al-
ways in favor of doing anything that will
benefit tbe road. Reporter—Yes; but tbe
exposition is an institution that will great
ly benefit tbe State, aud they ask the re
duction as much tor your benefit as for
the State’s. Mr. Wadley—Well, sir, the
people of Georgia cannot afford to attend
tbe exposition if tbe railroads cairied
them for nothing—they are not in a con
dition to spend a dollar. Reporter—The
exposition was started as an enterprise
that would awakcu the people from their
lethargy, and ou a pinch thoy could afford
to go and see the results of tbe great exhi
bition, and go home to new life and en
ergy. Mr. Wadley—You may be sure that
the directors will do what good sense and
their interests demand. Further thaj this
I cannot speak.
The Atlanta Post-Appeal says: Major
James Woolfolk died yesterday morning
at tho infirmary ou Collins street, from
the effects of an accident on the Georgia
railroad on the 25th of October, by which
his foot was so badly crushed as to render
amputation necessary. Mr. Woolfolk was
a native of Orange couuty, Ya. He was
about forty-five years old and unmarried.
We find tbe following in the Atlanta
Constitution:
Yesterday forenoon a messenger arrived
at the court house from tbe plantation of
Deputy Sheriff Green with tho informa
tion than an attempt at assassination had
occurred at daylight on the plantation
near tbe river. The facts of tbe case
were but westerly stated in the note ad
dressed to Mr. Green by his son, Dr.
Green, who was present at the scene of
the dastardly affair. As far os we could
ascertain them they were about as
follows: Jasper Dickson and his wife,
Julie Dickson, are tenants on tlie Green
place on the river, nine miles from
the city. Dickson is about fifty years
of age and a clever, Industrious
negro. His wife is about thirty years of
age and regarded as rather lax in her
moral discipline. It has long been be
lieved that she paid little heed to her mar
ital rows and was loo freely disposed to
confer forbidden favors upon her admir
ers. Among those who became enam
ored of the charms of'this Cleopatra of
the Chattahoochee was one Spencer
Glenn, a colored man of more than fifty
years of age, living on the other side of
tho river as tensnt on another plantation.
Glenn lia3 been suspected for some
months of covetiDg his neighbor’s wife,
and this suspicion was shared in by Jas
per Dickson himself. He kept a close
match upon his wife ami the movements
of Glenn. Early in tlie spring of this
vear an episode occurred which doubtless
laid the foundation for the tragedy of yes
terday. One morning Julio Dickson
rose early and left her house. Sho was
quietly followed by her husband, and at
a spot near by he discovered her and
Spencer Glenn together in flagrante de-
lictu. Jasper did not delay proceedings,
but promptly sailed into Spencer Glenn
and gave h J m a sound thrashing with
Ills clinched fists. Spencer took the
drubbing and li’insclf speedily out of the
vicinity, but tho disgrace attaching to
him in .the affair rankled in ills breast,
and ho had au evil eye on Jasper from
that day to the present time. Julie was
also much chagriuned and embittered by
the discovery of her crime ami the Hug
ging administered to her paramour.
While Jasper condoned her offense, she
could not forget her mortification, and
has frequently since tlie affair threatened
to leave Jasper’s bed aud board. Yester
day morning Julie and Jasper arose
about daylight. Julie told Jasper to go
across the field to the Green’s Ferry road,
where she said Spencer Glen wanted to
see him on important business. Jasper
at once and i .suspectingiy set out for the
point indicated. When he had come near
to the place lie discovered Spencer Glenn
there, armed with a double-barreled shot
gun. Glenn, seeing Jasper within range,
at once raised the gun aud fired both bar
rels full ;at Ills enemy. Tho shots took
effect on Jasper, tho load from one barrel
striking him in the shoulder, and that from
the* other taking lodgment in his face
and head. The deed was at once discov
ered by parties near by, but not iu time
to arrest the assassin, wlnr at once put
forth ills energies in making good his es
cape. He crossed tbe river aud made
tracks into Cobh county. Jasper was at
once attended by young Dr. Green, and
Ills wounds found to be extremely serious,
and doubtless ere this fatal. Dr. Green
wrete in for Dr. Thad Johnson to visit
the scene aDd lend his aid iu tlie treat
ment of tho wounded man. Dr. Green
stated that he had no hope of tlie recov
ery of Jasper. Deputy Sherifi Green at
once set out for tlie scene of the assassina
tion. Ho took instructions to make the
arrest of Julio Dickson, as accessory be
fore tbe fact to the murder of her hus
band, should ho die. He also went to
organize the pursuit of the fugitive man-
killer. At a late hour last evening we
were informed that tlie tracking dogs had
lost the trail in Cobb county, aud that the
culprit w«s still at large.
With Small Capital.—Yesterday
morning Mr. Alex Thwcatt, the assistant
general ticket ageut at the union depot,
sold a gentleman two tickets to Crockett,
Texas, for which $49.30 was paid. The
purchaser first asked for tickets to Pales
tine, but the fare, which was $50.80,
wrs more than he could pay, os he had
but $49.40. Inquiry into tbe case devel
oped tbe fact that the young man was tbe
husband of a bride he had just stolen from
I- :r homo in Monroe, Walton county, aud
that they were going to Texas to escape
an irate father. The groom is twenty-
two years of age, and tlie brld3 thirty-
five. He is not handsome and she is not
beautiful,' but with only ten cents iu their
treasury they have gone to Texas to begin
tbe life of blissful “doubleness.”
Tom Betts was bung Friday at Jones
boro for tbe murder of JuJgo Moore, of
tbat county, last December. He made a
speech on tbe gallows and fully admitted
his guilt. A large crowd witnessed the
execution. As ususl, he claimed to bo
booked straight for heaven.
TB.V.Vl’SO.V’S “DESPAIR?
Alfred Tennyson publishes a dramatic
monologue, entitled “Despair.” in tbe cur
rent number of the Nineteenth Century. It
is the story of a man and his wife, who,
having loet faith in a good future life, re
solve to commit suicide by drawing. The
woman is drowned, but the man if rescued
by the minister ot the sect he has abandon
ed. Tho following are quotations from
this poem:
Is it you that preached in the chapel there,
looking over the sand,
Followed us, too, that night and dogged
and drew us to land ?
What did I feel that night ? You are curi
ous. How should I tell ?
Does itrmatter so much what X felt. You
rescued me, j et was it well
That you came unwished for. uncalled for,
between me and the deep and my
. doom ? , . ,
Three days since, three more dark days of
the godless gloom
Of a life withont sun, without health, with
out hope, without any delight,
Can anything here upon earth—but ah!
God! that night, that night.
When the rolling eyee of the lighthouse
there on tlie fatal nee*
Of laud running out into rock thoy had
saved many hundreds from wreck,
Glared on our way toward death, I remem
bered, I thought as we passed,
Doos it matter how many tlie saved ? We
are nil of ns wreoked at last.
Do you bear?—aud there came through the
roar of tho breaker a whisper, a
b -enlii. .. „ _ ....
Fear ? Am I not with you ? I am fngutened
at life, not death.
And tlie sons of the limitless universe
sparkled and shone in the sky.
Flashing with fires as of God, but we knew
that their light was a lie;
Lightly stop over the sands the waters, you
hear them call.
Life, with its anguish and sorrow aud er
rors, away with it ail.
And she laid her hand* in my own, she was
nlwnys loyal aud sweet.
Till the points of the foam in theduskeame
playing about our foet.
There was n strong sea current, would
sweep us out to the main:
Ah, God! tho* I fell as I spoke I was taking
the name in vain.
Ah, God! andwe turned to each other, wo
kissed, we embraced, she and L
Knowing the love we were used to believe
everlasting would die.
We had read their know nothin)! books and
we leaned to the darker side;
Ah, God! ehonld we find him, perhaps, por-
baps, if we died, if we died,
We never had found him on earth; this
earth is a fatherless heil.
Dear love, forever and eTer, forever and
ever, farewell 1
Never a cry so desolate not sinoe the world
began,
Never a kiss so sad, no, not since the com'
ing of man;
Bat the blind wave cast me ashore, and yon
saved me a valueless life;
Not a grain of gratitude mine, you have
parted the man from the wife.
I am left alone on the laud, she is alone on
the sea,
If a curse meant aught I would carse you
for not having let me be.
Have I crazed mjself over their horrible
infidel writiegs ? Oh, yes!
For theso are tbe new dark ages, yon see,
of the infidel press,
When the oat comes out of his cave and the
owls are whooping at noon,
And doubt is tbe lord of this danghill and
cows to the sun and the moon,
Till tho sun aud the moon of onr signs are
both of them turned into blood,
And hope will have broken her heart run
ning after a shadow of good.
For their know ing and know nothing books
are scattered from hand to hand;
We have knelt in your know all chapel,
too, looking over the sand,
AU! yet 1 have hail some glimmer at tiaios
in my gloomiest woe,-
Of a God behind all, after all—the great
God for aught that I know.
But tho God of love and of hell, together
they cannot be thought,
If there be such a God may the great God
curse him and bring him to naught.
A Kit ESC OP A YOU SO GEO If.
V1AX.
CESNOLA’S COLLECTION.
CYPRIOTE CURIOSITIES
A KEiV YORK. MUSEUM.
Charge* or Swindling that He Denies
—Letters Token From His Pock
els.
K. Y. Sun.
John W. Oliver, a young Georgia cot
ton planter, was arrested at Thirty-ninth
street and Madison avenue yesterday by
Detectives Heaiy, Ruland and Hines on
charges made in letters from J. B. Felder,
mayor of Americus, Sumter county,
Ga. The prisoner is a typical Southerner
in appearance. He carried a heavy* pis
tol, but made the officers no trouble,
simply declaring the charges against him
arc false, and that his arrest is an out
rage. Tbo detectives had been informed
that Oliver intended to visit Dr. C. R.
Agnew of 19 East Thirty-ninth street to
have his eye3 examined, and they quietly
awaited him at the corner.
It Is charged that he sold in May, 13S0,
cotton plantation he owned in Webster
county, Ga., but thereafter obtained large
quantities of supplies on credit by falsely
pretending still to own the plantation.
These supplies, it is alleged, ho turned
into cash at once. He is also said to
have had a number of colored laborers
working for him on shares who claim
tbat their shares were not paid them
when tho cotton was sold.
He was locked up at police headquar
ters. In his pockets wero found two let
ters. One is from his brother, G. W.
Oliver, who is at college in Athens, Ga.
Tbo following are extracts:
“I see you have left Georgia. I was cx-
icctiug it. Dolph told me that it was go
Dg to bust. I suppose that you made a
;ood thing of it. When you write let me
know how much ycu made In the opera
tion.
“Don’t get to gambling in New York
as you did In Atlanta, and say to the old
man, 'Money or disgrace.’ If you do he
might not send you tho money.”
Tbo other letter was from Amcricui
and was unsigned. Extracts from it are
as follows:
“Sold cotton without trouble or ques
tion.
.“I told them all that you had left, and
that I had not seen you for a week. They
seemed to be satisfied.
“1 broke the news to the favorite ‘sons
of Hams.’ They muttered some, and
then went to picking by tbe hundred
weight.
“I saw J. F. G. yesterday, ami told him
about the matter. You could see his
countenance tall when I told him. But
when I assured him that you would see.
him later, and that ho would not be left,
he seemed in better spirits, and said he
hoped it would be all right.”
Get Oat Doors.
The close confinement of ail factory
work gives the operatives pallid fates,
poor appetite, languid, miserable feelings,
poor blood, inactive liver, kidney aud
urinary troubles, and ail the physicians
and medicine in the world cannot help
them unless they gel out of doors or use
nop Bitters, the purest and best remedy,
especially for such cases, having abund
ance of health, sunshine and rosy cheeks
in them- They cost but a trifle.—Chris
tian Recorder.
As a remedy for dyspepsia and a means
of counteracting the results of exposure to
the weather and sudden chauces of tem
perature, Golden’s Liebig’s Liquid Ex
tract of Beef and Tonic Invigorator, in
] lint bottles, is an A1 article. Ask for
Golden’s, tako no other. Of druggists gen
erally. l'V.
Burnell’* Flavoring Extract*.
The superiority of these extracts con
sists in their perfect purity and great
strength. They are warranted from the
poisonous oils and acids which enter into
the composition of many factitious fruit
flavors. _ lm
“I Buffered for a long time with
goitre, cake or swelled Liver, indigestion
aud general bad health, aud after trying
many other remedies, nothing done me
so much good as. Simmons' Liver Regula
tor. It cured me, and now I have not to
take any medicine, for I atu well; but I
shall always keep it in the house to cure
any one else of tbe family that have any
thing the matter. It is good for nearly
everything. M. I. Wilta, Clinton Ga.
oct31-lw
Limns the Curtain and Taking a
Glimpse Into tbe Great Past—Tbe
End nr I us Links that Hind All Aim
To*eth«r—(Sculpture. Jewels, Carv-
lass and tbe Handiwork of Tbree
Thousand Tears Aso.
Tor the Telegraph and Meesenger.
I hope no one will skip over this loiter
on accountof its formidable title. I am
aware that the weary, overtaxed business
man, the tired housewife and mother, of
to-day uoes not tako up a daily paper to
read a dissertation on Phoenician pottery
and sculpture or Greek and Roman art,
and I can readily understand these sub
jects seem of less importance and interest
than many that a newspaper correspon
dent might find to discuss in a vast city
like Now York. Still, thoso of onr people
who have not had time or opportunity to
visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art
since the addition to it of Cesnola’s collec
tion ot Cypriote antiquities have lost so
much genuine enjoyment and rare info:
mation that I cannot resist the temptation
of giving for their benefit a short aocount
of the wonders and glories to be found
there, promising to bo as clear and concise
as the nature of the subject will admit,
write, of course, not for the learned few,
the archaeologist or art historian—to whom
the simple facts in this letter will bo bnt
n tlie alphabet to the scholar wiio has
mastered the whole language—but to
the unlearned many, who,. like
myself,enjoy the pursuit of knowledge when
not attended with too many difficulties. Jn
other words, will take a drink occasionally
from tbe “Pierian Spring” if somebody else
will dip up the water and hold the gourd;
or will take a pill scientifically compound
ed, provided it be thoroughly well cove cd
with sugar. The Metropolitan Museum
of Art cannot bnt afford you great plear
ure, oh Georgian temporarily sojerroing
in New York, though you should bo, as .
have hinted, but a dilitante, not a scientist,
or if yon have not even sufficient knowledge
o t archselologyto protect and prize the beau'
tifal specimens of pottery the ignorant ne
gro breaks with his plow-share in you-na
tive cotton fields, and which may illustrate
—who knows—an older civilization than
some of these old ceramics here, coeval
with Babylon and Ninevab, or with Thebes
and Memphis and perhaps the founders of
the pyramids. Of course the collection of
General Cesnola is the most important
and interesting, and to that we naturally
direct our steps. Who was Cesnola?
American consul sinoe tbe war, stationed
in the small island of Cyprus. This Med
iterranean island has a mixed population
of Greeks, Armenians, Maronites nod Jews.
Its language is Greek, and has been since
its occupation by the Greeks about 1,000
years B. O. It is traversed by the range of
mountains known to the rucients os
“Olympus,” and its soil is of the richest
and its climate of tho softest. It produces
cotton, tobacco, wine, silk and tropical
fruits, and in ancient times that beantifnl
wood known in old Bible days as “Shit-
tim,” of which the “Ark of the Covenant”
was made, and mnch of “Solomon’s Tem
ple;” and from this wood Cyprus obtained
its soripraral title of “Isle of Shittim.”The
delicicusness of its climate, tbe fertility of
its soil,made it a battle ground and a prize
for all the great oriental nations.*HeRce,the
richness of its archaeological remains. So
mnch for modem Cyprus. All this was
necessary to state as explanatory of tho
fact tbat we find that three separate and
distinct civilizations—the Phoenician, the
Greek and homan—havo existed there,and
left their remains below the snrface of the
eirtk. The first colonizers, the Phoeni
cians, belonged to the great Semitic race
that lias contributed so largely to Asiatic
and European civilization,that gave to Ea-
ropo its alphabet and afterwards its relig
ion. At tbe time of which I write, how
ever, the settlement of Cyp us, the Phoeni
cian religion seems to have been a com
pound of my.hology. astronomy and histo
ry, es was that of the Assyrians—their
gods being many-headed idols, with bod
ies of beasts and limbs of men, symboli
zing some mystery concealed from the
people by the hereditary priesthood. They
also worshiped the Assyrian “Astarte,”
changed in Cyprus to the worship of Ve
nus. Indeed, the island of Cyprus was
believed by the ancients to bo the home of
this goddess, and for n beautiful and fan
ciful description of it at this time see “Fe-
noton’s Teiemachus.” Tho Phoenicians wero
a race of surprising vigor and energy, en
terprising in manufacture?, and in cora-
luereo they wore known as “Rulers of the
Sea." Tyre, their principal city, is felly
described—its wise men, its merchants, iis
“hips, and its pleasant horses—in tlie pic
turesque and poetical language of tho Bi
ble, and vo must bear in mind that tho re
mains of the Phoenician civilization
■ exhibition in tho Metropolitan Mu
seum are much older than the description
of Tyre written by the prophet Ezokiel.
The soil of Cyprus literally teems with
relics—those articles of “fectilo ware,” tho
olde t, the most fragile and most enduring
of human monuments—more lasting than
“epitaphs in brass or effigies of bronze,”
not yielding like them to the action of i imo
or temperature, not crumbling liko stone
or corroding like metal, or decaying like
wood- The symmetrical pottery v.tso of the
Greek or t’m rude earthen vessel of tho sav
age are ali're eternal and everlasting, sur
viving all changes and lapse? of time, and
famishing, even when broken by the pick
of tlie ignorant laborer, an epitome of his.
tory- or an epic poem in thoir very frag
ments. Like the fossils that reveal the
former lifo and conditions of our globe, to
do these ancient potteries speak a vivid and
impressive language. They speak of man
in the early ages of the wo Id, when time
itself was young and history nnwritton.
Tney speak of mannors, customs and liter
atures, of forms of government, of relig
ions and mythologies; thoy illustrate tho
culture and the progress of tbe world, and
by their aid we traverse the accumulated
ages and stand face to face, not with tho
pole, shadowy phantoms of history, bnt
with living, breathing men and women of
the past. We see tho wine cups from
whence they drank, the lamps that lighted
thoir dwellings, tho plrtcs from which they
supped, the hundred articles of use
or ornament that famished their
homes. The fancy of the poet,
the description of the historian or tbe pen
cil of the artist can never convey to tho
mind tho sense of reality that is given by
the sightand touch of these “imperishable
types of evanescence.” The picture of tho
feast of Belshazzar is most striking and
impressivo, bnt it can nover produce tbo
vivid, intense realization of the timo ns
doss the sight of one broken fragment of
lottery from tho palace of the Babylonish
ring that was hurled to earth beneath
the blown of the Persian soldiery, or one
drinking oup that dropped perchance from
tho trembling baud of an Assyrian beanty
at that last royal banquet, nearly 3,UUO
years ago, as Cyrns the Great thundered
at tho palace gates. These are the associ
ations that bring back to life tho long for
gotten dead—span the far separated centu
ries, bridge tlie black chasm of ages, and
unite the present to tho past. Come and
stand in the department of this museum
tbat is filled with specimens of Phoenician
>ottery and sculpture found by Uosnola
n tho Temple of Golgi and in over ten
thousand graves, buried from the light of
day numberless centuries, in tho islnnd
of Cyprus. When some of them wero laid
in their long resting places,
votive offerings to the gods,
or ns furniture for man’s last home, the
jrave, Babylon was mistress of the world.
Nebuchadnezzar, perhaps, sat npon its
throne. Tho Jews were captive slnves
within its walls, and Daniel was writing
his prophecies. Tyro, tho city that colon
ized Cyprus, whs the great maritime power
of tbo earth, called in Bible language “the
renowned, the sum of perieot beanty,” and
tlie blue Mediterranean was whitoned with
its ships even to the pillars of Hercules,
two thousand miles away. Ur Vve will as
sign to eome of this sculpture aud pottery
a remoter antiquity, as we have a right to
do, for their chronology is still uolixed.
We find Borne of theBe Phoenician statues
to resemble in physioynomy ( eharact3r and
dress those of Aspyria—their pottery, too,
to have borrowed its symbolical decoration
from tho images of power and strength of
that country; and wo liud also the certain
influence of Egypt, the land “shadowing
with wings.” We discover oorne of riiese
statues are adorned with the royal
crown and royal asps of Egypt, the asp in
dicating power, worn by a king, bnt for
bidden to the snbject. We find the Egyp
tian dress, tho Egyptian attitude anu tho
Egyptian faco. We also find tho winged
globes of Egypt used as decoration. Egypt,
then, onoe ruled over the island of Cyprus
But when ? Tho date is unsettled. Perhaps
some of these antique potteries and sculp
tures beside yon here are as old as the reigu
of Sesostris. when Egypt contained 30,(EJ
populous cities, and Thebes, the city of
temples, “Thebes with its hundred gates,”
was his capital, and the valley of tin Nile
line of magnificent temples and royal pnl-
noes. The obelisks of Karnak, perhaps,
j had just been reared; the temple of Luxor
j y ‘ hod not loug been built;the kings of Egypt
had just been laid to sleep beneath great
Cheops and Cephrines; gigantic Memnon
had but just mounted his granite
throne and lifted his stately bead
to greet the snn rise o'er the
Libyan hills, and for long centuries hi
stony lips gave forth sweet sounds whet
touched by the day god’s fire; before the
great Persian Cambyses, conqueror and
iconoclast,
“Oerthrew Osiris, Orns, Apis, Isis,
Marched armios by with thundering tread,
Aud shook the pyramids w.th fear and
wonder.”
Think of looking with yonr own eyes, :n
this year of our Lord 1881, at this pottery
ve-sel made and used by some Phoenician
3,0C3 years ago, and still coated inside
with a hard white substance modern
chemistry has shown to be milk, and tell
me if you are not awed and appalled by
this roiling back of the years like a scroll—
this quiok starting into life, endowed with
all warm human attributes, and walking
into the garish light of the nineteenth cen
tury, tbe pale, vague ghosts who haunt the
misty. horizon of time 1 From out tho
buried ages and the csnturiea of silence
theyholato ns pleading hands, they call
to us, “forget us, forget ns not! As you
are now, so we were once 1 Wo
lived, and loved, aud laughed,
and wept, and sinned, and Buttered,
as ye do now. The same impulses stirred
our hearts; tbe same affections warmed
them. Onr children climbed npon our
knees; their voices were as sweet in our
oars as yonr children’s of to-day. See
that baby’s rattle beside you. Three thous
and years have passed since a baby’s fin
gers grasped it, bnt the fingers wore once
as warm and tender as the baby’s in yonr
home, though it lay cooing in its mother's
arms before the foundations were laid of
Solomon’s temple, before Palmyra or Baal-
bec were built, or Homer was born, or tho
Trojan war was fought. Over its baby
form was thrown “fine linen with broider-
ed work from Egypt,” audits cradle was of
oarven shittim wood and canopied with
Babylonish cloth of gold, and its raiment
was gorgeous with blue and purple Tyrian
dyes and crested with precious gems. Its
father was a merchant prince of Tyre, and
his ships were laden with “wheat and with
honey, with oil and with balm, with silver
and iron and tin and lead, with
vessels of brass, with wine of Eelbon and
white wool, wirii bright iron aud cassia
and calamus, with ho-ns of ivory and eb
ony and coral and emeralds and agates
and diamonds, with chests of rich apparel
bound with cords and mado of cedar. Of
tlie fir trees of Lebanon were bis ships and
of the oaks of Bob ban his oars, and Uie wise
men of Tyros were his pilots.” What are
ye, oh moderns, with your vaunted civili
zation ? We Tyrians sailed beyond tbe
pillars of Hercules 3,000 years ago. Our
ships whitened tho harbors of Britain and
of Ceylon; we discovered tbe passage ronnd
the Cape of Good Hope, in the reign of Pha
raoh Necho; we worked the mines of Spain
for precious metals; from Prussia we
brought amber, and from Cornwall tin; wo
traded with Arabia aud Persia, with Iudia
and Africa. When your ancestors were
cave dwellers in Europe, clothed in skins
of wild bea3ts and gnawing raw flesh from
bones, we abode in palaces and onr rai
ment was “of purple and fine linen.” And
where are now Tyro and Sidon?”
Where aro the “pleasant houses’ -
and “tho ships of Tyre ?” Where
are its “wise men” and their merchandise?
Where are onr temples and shrine3? Whore
ate they, Coty Ho or Venus, Astarte or Ash-
taroth—where?
“Where are the days rose-red, the poppied
hours,
Blood, wine, and spice, and fire, and Sow
ers,
And end, an end, an end, to all!
Oh, vain-glorious moderns, in onr history
read your own—
All yo os a wind shall go by, ye shall pass
as a fire and be passed—
Ye art gods, but behold ye shall die, aud
the waves be upon you at last,
In the darkness of time, in the deep3 of the
years, in tho changes of things
Ye shall sleep as a dead man sleeps ntid tho
world shall forget you forkings.”
Turn now to this department illuslra -
ing the Greek civilization of Cyprus; it is
bnt a step for us moderns to take, yet it is
across a chasm of ages. Yon will perceive
a change at once in decoration and shape
of pottery and a change in features,jjreea
and pose of statuary. (It is nnnocossary
in this shoit sketch to note the overlapping
stages of transformation from Phoenician
to Greek. They exist and are fully illus
trated in this musonm, but space aud time
forbid details.) In both periods, Phoeni
cian and Greek, the votive offering most
often made was the portrait statue of tbe
offerer. The Phoenician ssniptor cared
only to produce a likeness; he took as it
wero a photograph in clay of his sitter.
Not loving beauty ns did his successor, tho
Greek, he noglocled tho body to produce a
perfect copy of the face. In some of tbe
Phoenician statues tbe body has a wooden
appearance and tho hair and beard are
treated iu rough masses with no
regard to fine detail. Not so tho art-loving
Greek. The body and drapery were carved
as exquisitely as the face, and the face was
idealized into perfect beauty.
Among the Phoenician sculptures, then,
we find the best inaividoal likenesses;
among the Greek tbe most faultless faces.
Come and look at this head ofayoneg
Cypriote maiden that belongs to the transi
tional era between the Phoenician and
Greek, and illn«trntes the best off each—a
perfect individual likeness idealized into
n perfect beanty. Study the delicate,
lovely features; thoy are full of intelli
gence, soul and spirit. Why, it is the face
of tho typical American girl of to-day !
Precisely that is what I wished you to
note. It is the face that passes you every
day of yonr lifo on tho crowded thorough
fare; looks up at you ooquettishly from un
der a “jockey hat and feather” on Broad
way, New York, or Mulberry street, Macon,
or any other street of any other city in tbe
United States. It is the face that haunts
your dreams, disturbs your waking hours,
comes between you and your ledger or
your law book, smiles nt you, pouts nt
you or perhaps (?) bolds its pretty mouth
up to bo kissed. This little Cypriote beauty
ovon wears her hair as does the Amer
ican girl of to day, drawn rippling
back from tho face and
braided low on tho head; and around
her dainty throat is a carved chain and
pendant locket, precisely such a one as any
belle of to-day can bay at Tiffany’s, or any
other jeweler’s. Her head iB slightly turned,
and n bright coquettish smile just partB
the loreiy lips and dimples the cheeks.
Those lips never smiled like that on a wo
man. Ah, never! (I know my sex too
well to imagine that for a moment-) It
was tho presence of eome man that drew
out that expression of angelic sweetness,
curved those lips in that irresistible arch
ness and caused that bewildering dimple
to appoar in the cheek. And I pity the
poor fallow from my heart (though he has i
been dead 3,000 years) npon whom that
little Cypriote coquette exercised her witch
ing arts -and shed tho transient glory of
her smile. Who was hu? Who was she?
Can you not guess the story? She was a
belle and beauty, ho a poor sculptor. Sho
went to him to have her pretty face mod
eled that sho might offer her image and
likeness at the shrine of Venns to propi
tiate that queen of love and beauty. The
sculptor loved her. (Of course she kuew
all about that). Her mother told b3r of
a nice old artist tlmt took pictures farther
down the street, but nothing would do tho
little miux but she must havo the sculptor
of her choice. So sho tripped away to his
stadio, posed herself before him, and
turned her head in that bewitching way
(that was intended to turn the artist’s too,)
in fact, flirted most obviously and repre-
hensibly, whilo a smile so radiantly bright
and subtly sweet lit up her lovely face,
that it penetrated the artist’s whole being,
pa«sad through his lingers into tho plastic
clay, aud stamped itself upon the faco ha
wrought, deathless and eternal! And ages
uncounted and unknown havo passed, em
pires have been swept away, thrones have
crumbled, dynasties perished, nations have
vanished from the earth and their foot
prints from the sands of time, monuments
of art, earth’s proudest cities and temples
are heaps of ruins, creeds, religions and
governments numberless have suuk in Uio
abyss of oblivion, and a woman’s smile
has survived them all 1
Here is a thciuo for the post,here is a text
for the moralist aud horo a thought to thrill
the most prosaic and indifferent. We will
glance a moment at tho third and last of nn-
oieut civilizations of Cyprus before wo turn
to the “treasures of Karium." This last
civilization, the Roman, is illustrated by
much beautiful pottery, but it is not of
great antiquity, as the Romans did not
possess Cyprus till the first century before
Christ, btill these old Roman lamps,
stamped in Latin with tho name of the
maker, are intiniely interesting. Hero is
one with tlie monogram of Christ, tlie two
first Greek letters of his second name. This
belonged of ootirso to a later era, and may
have been held in the hand of some perse
cuted Christian to light his path through
the Roman oat icombs before he fled to Cy
prus. Here is a lamp with a Latin.inscrip
tion (evidently a gifO, “My best wishes for
the New Year.” Nothing in the collection
better illustrates the luxury of the time.
ends to bo stuck m the ground of tho eeiiarw
a km 1 of patent cooler. I am itm, r ,.!Lu
wish the belief that both Gretnsi^nd
mans possess**! a happy, joyous sort of rt
hgion. The hereafter” was cot dreaded
by them, but rather anticipated with d^-
>8 representations of it in
sculpture of coffins, tombs and monuments
we see the joyful meeting of frieSdT
ffP^.recl'nmg at feastsfdrinMngwtoe
etc., indicating a continuation of mortal
pleasures beyond the grave Fcni.n? 10 !
{^ sketch without Xring to n a U °simp7 e 6
tender inscription on one burial milrm’
U(}oo<i friend, good-bye”’
I have left but small space to describe the
paTt t o l f U [hQ ia wV, e r,i and thrillin ely interesting
to the faL““enm-that devoted
kunutn in this island, bvnS?£.w°gj? of
Two thousand five huud-edorfh^! o° la '
sanu years ago the priests heard toe ro“h
of an invading army through tho
Kunum, and in wildest alarmgatheredth£
votive offerings of generations from aim™
and shrines and threw them in tho treasury
vault, closed the stone door and barred the
secret entrance. On the floor of the vault
nave lam for centuries since these costly
beautiful works of art, these hundreds of
gold bracelets, amulete, necklaces, rings
carved gems, these exquisite bronze
candelabra, gold and silver cups, silver
pitchers, priceless omatnonts, nameless
and numberless, and masses of solid silver.
The city of Knrinm was leveled to tho
earth, the temple destroyed, tho priests
slain before the altare; and none was left
to tell of the buried treasures. Through
the long ages they have Iain undisturbed,
h'ddoa from the light cf day and tire sight
of man till unearthed a few years ago.
Let no one imagine that theso objects are
rude, inartistic aud only interesting
on account of their great antiquity. Even
a very hasty examination will enow the
faultless workmanship and the exquisite
taste that marks them,and that may well bo
the envy and despair of the modern artist
in gold or engraver of gems and metals.
The jewelry is characterized by most deli
cate and perfect designs as well as work
manship. See this necklace of heavy jinks.
of gold,of agatss cat in long shapes,mount
ed with gold caps finely ornamented and.
having agate pendaats with gold netting.
This was clasped aronnda beauty’s throat
—cm you realize it?—3,C00 years ago ! See
this rock crystal vinaigrette, with a goldeu
lining and a crystal cover set in exquisite
gold work attached by a chain. \Vhat
was it for? Look at that belt of delicately
engraved silver! Can you doubt tho Cy
priote belle wore her vinaigrette attached
to her belt as does the belie of to day ?
L>ok at these Soger-rings, ear-rings—pre
cisely like those of any jeweller’s show-
window on'Broadway. Look at the shawl
pin, closing with a clasp and spring, that
might have just dropped from tho wrap of
any pretty American girl. ,
See that gold bracelet ornamonted with
cloisonne enamel, and carvod with a rich
ness of design and delicacy of detail un
known to tho modern jeweler. Where is
the little wrist it clasped ? Hero are tha
rich neoklaces and glittering bracelets,,
fresh as when they left the Hand or the-
workman. Where are the dainty throats
and round white arms for which they wero
wrought
“Death answers relentless,
With a pinch in his fingers of scentless
And delicate dust.”
I have but barely sketched an oalline of
a few of the wonder, al and beautiful ob
jects in Cesnola’s collection, and have at
tempted no more thr l to rouse on interest
sufficient to lead some Georgian to devoto
a few hours to.the Btndy of these antiqui
ties, hoping he may perchance in this way
become interested in the archaeological re
mains of his own State.
There is no spot in New York City more
intensely interesting than the department
in tho Museum of Natural History in which
is placed Colonel Charles 0. Jones’ beau
tiful and instructive collection, of pot tcries,
celts, disooidal stones, etc, gathered in
our own State, and representing its pre
historic era. And no Georgian can survey
these carefully and laboriously collected
remains without a thrill of pride iu tho
erudite scholar and elegant ger.tlemau,
who, above ail others, has “illustrated
Georgia.” Mas. B. W. H.
Note.—To anticipate criticism I desire
to state that the dates in this nriic'u arc
not absolutely, but approximately, correct,
os from an examination of tho best au
thorities I find the periods of Phoenician
art are still a matter of much dispute,
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