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(Sejssrgfcs ««& Jowenal $s jar lady. ■ 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, THE BEST OF ALL LINIMENTS FOB MAN AMD BEAST. For more than a third of a century tltc XI* xlcan Hmtu| Ltalment has been known to millions all over the world ns the only safe relianoe for toe relief of nrc.dents and pain. 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