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Change of Schedtile.
On and after Sunday. February 12, IS7I,
the Passenger trans will run on the
Western and Atlantic Rail Road
AS FOLLOWS :
NIGHT PASSENGER TRAIN.
STATIONS. —O — TIME TABLE.
Leave Atlanta, 10:15 r. M.
Arrive at Kingst a, 1:14 A. M.
Arrive at Dalton, 3:25 A. M.
Arrive at ChatUnoog, 5:40 a. m.
J-eavsChattanoo ;a, 5:20 p. m
Arrive at Dalton, 11:11 P. M.
Arrive at Kingst m, 1:51 a. m.
Arrive at Atlanta, 1:42 A . st.
DAY PASSENGER TRAIN.
Leave Atlanta, 8:15 A. M
Arrive at Kings! an, 11-45 a. M
Arrive at Dalton 2:13 P. M'
Arrive at Chattanooga, 4:25 P. m
Leave Chattanoe ;a, 5:50 A. m.
Arrive at Dalton. 8:10 A. M.
Arrive at Kingst 'q, 10:30 A. M.
Arrive at Atlanta, 2:00 P. M-
E. B. WALKER,
aprilGtf. Master Transportation.
Quickest and Best Route
TO TIIE
NORTH, R AST & WEST
is
"Via T lOriisville.
THREE 1 );,il Express Trains running
throuvh frni.i Nn-liville to le>ui ville. mak
ing close connect in- with Frain- and boats
for the NORTH, EAST AND WEST.
No Cliange oi* < ’nrs
F MM I -VILLL TO
St. Louis. Cincinnati, Indianapolis ,
Chicago, Cleveland. Pitts
burg, Philadelphia
ana New York.
ONLY ONE CHANGE TO
SALTISORE W \SM\GTI)\ 480ST0\
Quicker time by this route, and better
accommodations, than by any other- Se
cure speed and o .mfort when traveling, by
asking for Tickeis
By the Wav of Louisville, Ky.
Through Tick ts and Baggage Checks
may be procured at tb e office of the Nash
▼ilie and Chattai ooga Railroad at Chatta"
nooga. and at all Ticket Offices throughout
the South. ALBERT FINK,
W. H. KING, Gen’l. Sup’t
Gen’l. Passen er Ag't. JimeS.
Saint Louis, Memphis,
NASHVILLE & CHATTANOOGA
RAILROAD IJ.\E.
CENTRAL SHORT ROUTE!!
O
Without Change of Cars to Nashville. Mc-
Kenzie, Uni n City. Hickman, Co
lumbus. Humboldt. Browns
ville, and Memphis.
—O—
Only < >ne Chancre
To Jackson, Teun., Paducah, Ky.. Little
Rock, Cairo, and St. Louis, Mo.
MORE°THAN
150 Miles Shorter to
Saint r,ou is
Than via Memphis or Louisville, and from
8 TO 15 HOURS QUICKER!!
Than via Cos inth or Grand Junction.
ASK FOR TICKETS TO
MEMPHIS AND THE SOUTH
WEST VIA CHATTANOOGA
and McKenzie : i
AND TO
St. Lout* and the Northwest via Nashville
and Columbus—all Rail; nr Nash
ville and Hickman —Rail
and River.
THE LOWESTS°PECIAL RATES
FOR EMIGRANTS.
WITH MORE ADVAN
TAGES. QUICKER
TIME. AND FEWER
CHANGES OF CARS
eerTHAN A NY OTHER ROUTE.“Ss
Tickets for Sale at all Principal Ticket
Offices in the South.
J. W. THOMAS. Ge'n’l. Supt.
W. L. DAN LEY, G. P. & T. Agent.
March2o,tf. Nashville, Tenn. •
BTJIj k meats
Sides. Shoulders and Hairs
In Quantity at
BE roURNETT SONS
Rome Railroad Company
Change ol' Schedule.
DAY PASSENGER TRAIN-
Leave Home 8:40 a m
Arrive at Kingston 10:30 a m
Leave Kingston 11:4s a m
Arrive at Rome 1:00 p m
NIGIIT PASSENGER TRAIN,
leaves Rome 8:40 p m
Arrive at Kingston 12:40 am
lioaye Kingston 1:18 am
Arrive at Rome 11:20 m
KMb- Conueoting with trains on the Wes
tern & Atlantic Railroad at Kingston.'and
on the Selma. Rome and Dalton Railroad I
at Rome.
C M. PENNINGTON.
Eng. and Sup t. !
MISCELLA >V EOITS
| For the Advertiser.
The I’l'ivirie Hide,
Or The Lover’s Escape.
BY JULIA JONQUIL.
“But lam too young, Janiatus.”
“Too young ? Is the heart ever
too young for happiness, Gireia?—
You have already declared you can
never he happy away from me, and
why do you thus gut me off?
"Papa will never consent to our
union, he would be angry if he knew
of this interview ; hut 1 am sure he
has uiy welfare at heart.”
“I shall ever feel grateful to your
father for rearing and educating me
as his own child; but, I cannot but
think he does wrong in thus wishing
to wed his daughter to one whom she
detests. Farewell, lovely one,” and
he gently touched her forehead with
hijplips. “Let me know your decis
- ion before it is too late,” and he turned
and walked rapidly away.
The scene to which we would intro
duce our readers, is in the Far West.
The broad prairie, just putting on the
green tints of spring, stretched for
miles beyond the ban,mock where Gi
rela Merryman languidly reclined,
with here arid there clumps of trees,
denoting that w ater, that gift of the
Great Giver, was to be found, even
! here. It was amid one of these that
I t lie residence of Mr. Merryumn was
j situated. A merchant of broken for
tune, w hile vet in the prime of life,
he had moved to this modern Ei Do
| ratio, thinking to recruit his shattered
j health and un-ans, while Gireia, his
only child, was yet a babe, ilis broad
acres and well stored barns proved
i that he had in a measure been recom
pensed for his past losses. The coun
try was thus a wilderness, almost un
inhabited, except that the Indians oc
casionally made raids through it.—
Directly after one of these, Mr. Mer
ryman had found a little boy sitting
at the foot of a tree crying bitterly.
He took him up and questioned him,
but conld learn nothing of his parents
or home, except that he had lived a
great way off, and the Indians had
stolen him, so he carried the waif
home with him and reared him as his
own son, except that he never adopted
him. An article of clothing which
the boy had on was marked “Jania
tus" in scarlet letters, which name he
always bore.
Seventeen years passed away, and
arriving at the age of maturity, ,he
, took‘the name ©f lv nowles, enlisted
as Captain and went to the frontier.
Occasionally he would return to the
home of his childhood, audit was thus
that he beheld the unfolding beauty
of Gireia, and learned to love her.—
Tall and commanding in appearance,
with raven hair and piercing black
eyes, he was just such a man as most
women admire, and it was small won
• der that Gireia returned his love, go
they were betrothed.
When Mr. Merryman learned this,
his rage knew no bounds. It was
j thought by some that the blood of the
red man flowed in the veins of Jania
tus, for when excited there was a light
in his eyes, and his swarthy counte
nance would flush as only those of the
“sons of the forest” can, and this was
the ground for Mr. Merryman’s ob
jection. lie even forbid the young
man the house, and forbi t his daugh
ter seeing him again. But as Jania
tus had business in a part of th-ecoun’
try that Lis journey led him directly
by there, he had ventured up and had
found Gireia swinging in the ham
mock, screened by the surrounding
trees, and once again had pleaded his
cause.
The young girl reflected for some
: time on what he had said to her, she
| knew her happiness was at stake, for
i she had a wealthy suitor from the
. lower settlements whom her father
wished her to accept, and she knew
j she would have to decide one way or
i the other. One would see a very se’
| rious countenance could they see her
: thus. A fair, transparent, almost
! colorless complexion, long, wavy,
j brown hair that flowed to her waist,
; and eyes “deeply, darkly beautifully
blue.” After a while she went into
i the house.
SUMMERVILLE, GA. MAY 17, 1872.
"W ith whom were you talking this ‘
evening, daughter ?” asked her father,
as she entered.
She blushed, but replied. "I can- .
not tell you an untruth, father, I was j
talking with Janiatus.”
“Have I not forbid you setting him j
again? Go to your room, willful girl, \
and there prepare yourself to lie the j
bride of Raul Vane.”
Gireia silently obeyed, and casting j
herself on lur bed. poured forth a
flood of tears. Her mother hearing
her sobs, went to her and tried to
comfort her, but in vain.
CHAPTER 11.
“So one touch to her hand, anu one word I
in her car.
They reached the hall door, where his char :
ger stood near;
So light to the croup the fair lady lie swung.
So light to the saddle before her he sprung;
They’re gone! they're gone! o'er bank,
bush and scaur,
They’ll have fleet steeds who follow, quoth
young Lochinvtr. ” [Soott.
After Mr. Merryman learned that
Gireia and Janiatus had had an inter
view, he determined that Gireia should
immediately be married to Paul Vane.
An unwilling consent was wrung from
the girl and preparations began to he
made for the approaching bridal, which
which was to be on the first day of
merry May.
Among the family relics which Mrs
Merryman had preserved from her
once large estate, was a chest, filled
with silks and jewels, once her grand
mothers. There wrs a. robe of rich
sunset-colored satin, made after the
fashion of thosetimes: A long flow
ing skirt, large, loose sleeves, exquis
itely trimmed with rich lace, with a
bandeau of pearls, and satin slippers
to match. It was these which Gireia
chose for her wedding attire. It was
an odd whim, hut her father thought
it best to gratify her.
The house of Mr. Merryman was a
low, flat structure, almost hid from
view by native timber. Girela’s room
was on the ground floor, and a large
rose tree grew immediately under her
j window, the limbs of which reached
! above the window’s ledge, and a path
! led through the trees down to the
| banks of the little stream. The day
i before the marriage was to take place
: Gireia was pi ticking some rose buds
j from the window when she espied a
| note hid among the green leaves, and
diawing it. forth with trembling fin-
I gers, she read :
“J am waiting for your answer,
! Gireia. If you will he mine, 1 will
: be ready for you on that evening, un
-1 der tile window. Place your answer
| where you find this.” Janiatus.
Hastily concealing the note,-she sat
! down at her desk and wrote this re
-1 p'y:
“I will be ready and at the window
at sunset. Come without fail.”
GIRELA.
She then pinned the note where she
had found the first and closed the win
dow.
The next evening the bridegroom
and the invited guests were assembled
|in the parlor, which had been taste
fully decorated with prairie flowers,
waiting for the coming of the bride.
Gireia had sent her maid out for some
trifle, when she heard a tap at the
windows A moment more and she
was in the arms of Janiatus, who has
tily lifted her to the horse he had
waiting, and, springing on himself,
gave reins to the steed and away they
sped, almost with the rapidity of light
ning, over the prairie. Girela’s long
l hair streaming in the air, the pearls
i which encircled her neck and wrists
I glittering in the last red rays of the
j setting sun. Far away they could be
j seen, as they seemed to fly rather
| than ride over the gently undulating
j country, till at last they were lost in
the distance. The party in the par
lor were panic stricken, several star
ted in pursuit, but in vain ; the met
tled steed of Juniatus’ made pursuit
useless. t
CHAPTER 111.
They reached the Fort where the
regiment of Janiatus’ was stationed
by sunrise the next morning, where,
after partaking of refreshments, they
were made man and wife by amission
ary who was stationed there.
Every possible kindness was shown
by the men to the young and beaute
ous wife of their commander, who was
now promoted to Coionel, on account
of his daring bravery in rescuing Gi
reia from the fate her father had de
termined for her.
The days passed very pleasantly to
Gireia, notwithstanding she was among
strangers and saw very few of her
own sex, for her husband was gentle
ness itself, and gratified her. every
wish. The only thing which troubled
her was the thoughts of home, of her
father’s anger and her mother’s lone
liness and uneasiness, yet she believed
and trusted all would yet be well.
It was a long time before her father
forgave her, but he did, finally, and
sent for them to return- They did
so, and were a comfort to the old man
in his old age. Janiatus gave up his
military tastes and settled down at the
old homestead, where They have lived i
long and happily amid the scenes of i
their childhood.
Mr. and Mrs. Merryman arc now
sleeping neath the sod, and the prai
rie flowers which bloom abo\ o them
are watered and tilled by tho hands
of the white-haired children who prat
tle around Girela’s knee. Sometimes
she tells them the story of her Prairie
Ride.
What I Know About Farming.
A writer in the Cincinnati Times
having read Horace Greeley's hook on
What I Know About Farming, with
the view doubtless of establishing a
tnoddel farm, after one year’s experi
ence gives vent to his pent up feelings
as follows;
The basest fraud of earth is agri
culture. The deadliest ignis fattius
that everjglittered to beguile and daz
zle to detroy is agriculture. I speak
with feeling on this subject, for i’ve
been glittered and beguiled and dais
zjed and destroyed, by this same arch
decicver.
She has made me a thousand prom
ises, and broken every one of them.
She has promised me early potatoes,
and the rain had drowned then ; late
potatoes, and the drought has wither
ed them. . .
She has promised me summer
squashes, and the worms have eaten
them ; winter squashes, and the bugs
devoured them.
She has promised me cherries, and
the curcutio hies slung them, and they
contain living things, uncomely to the
eye and unsavory to the taste.
She has promised me strawberries
and the chickens have enveloped them,
and the eye cannot sec tlieyi.
She has prbtoilfed me tomatoes, and
the old hens liifve encompassed them,
and the hand cannot reach them.
No wonder Cain killed his brother,
lie was a tiller of the ground. The
wonder is tliiiWhe didn’t kill his father,
and then weepy because he hadn’t a
grandfather-to kill. No doubt his
early Rose potatoes, for which he paid
; Adam seven, dollars a b irrel, had been
i cut down by bOgs from the river Fu
ll.- Pennsylvania wheat bail been
: winter-killed and wasn’t worth cutting,
ilis Norway oats had gone to straw
mid woii.l inot yield five peeks per
i acre, and his black Spanish water
| niello.,s had been stolen by the boys
! who had pulled up the vines broken
I down his patent wicket fence, and
| written scurrilous doggeral all over
j his back’gate. No Wonder lie felt
; mad when lie saw Abel whistling along
with his fine French incrtrios, worth
eiidit dollars a head, and wool going
up every day. wonder lie wanted
to kill someb idy, and thought he'd
practice on Abel.
And Noah’s getting drunk was ftot
at all surprising. He had become a
husbandman. He had thrown away
magnificent opportunities; lie might
have had a monopoly of any profes
sion or business; had he studied med
icine there would not have been an
other doctor in a thousand miles to
call him quick ; and every family
would have bought a bottle of Noah’s
Compound Extract of Gopher Wood
and Antideluge Syrup. Asa politi
cian he might have carried his own
ward solid and controlled two thirds
of the delegates in every convention.
Asa lawyer he would have been re
tained in every case tried at the
Ararat Quarter Session of the old
Arch High’ Court of Admiralty.—
But he threw away all of these ad
vantages arid took to agriculture.
For a time the ground was so wet he
could raise nothing but sweet flag and
bulrushes, and these at last became a
drug in the market. What wonder
that when at; last he did get a peck of
grapes that were not stung to death
by Japhet's honey bees, lie should
have made wine and drowned his sor
rows in the flowing bowl.
The fact is agriculture would de
moralize a saint, I was almost a
saint when I went into it. I’m a
demon now. I’m at war with every
thing, I fight myself out of bed at
! four o’clock, when all my better
! natures tells me to lie still till seven.
I fight myself into the garden to work
| like a brute, when reason and instinct
tells me to stay in the house and enjoy
myself like a man. J fights the pigs,
the chickens, the moles, the birds, the
worms—everything in which is the
breath of life. I fight the docks, the
burdocks, the mullens, the grapes,
the weeds, the roots —the whole veg
etable kingdom. I fight the heat, the
frost, the rain the hail—in short, I
fight the universe and get whipped in
I every battle. I have no admiration
I to waste on the father of George Was
' ington for forgiving the destruction of
lof his cherry tree. A cherry tree is
i only a curculio nursery, and the
i grandfaher of his country knew it. I
j Lave half a dozen cherry trees, ar.d
J the day my young George Washington
is six years old, I’ll give a hatchet
and tell him to down every cherry
tree on the place.
A Spiritualist Funeral.
From the Richmond Daily Examiner,
April 17.
Yesterday afternoon Henry Chase,
a young man aged Iff years, was
buried from his late residence on the ;
corner of Mason and Geary streets,
with full religious ceremonies, accord
ing to the burial ritual of the sect of
Spirituality. As these services are
the first of the kind ever performed
in this city, their novelty attracted
considerable attention, and will be of
interest to our reders.
The deceased is a young man, the
last surviving son of Mrs. Chase, a
spiritualistic medium of this city, and
well known among that sect. After
a severe illness of several weeks, the
young tnan expired from the effects of
consumption, on Sunday afternoon,
and his last request was that his
mother should conduct the funeral
according to their ritual and his wishes
were carried out in the Fullest sense
of the term. The coffin was made to
order by an undertaker on Market
street. It is composed of common
redwood lumber covered with white
velvet, and the inside trimmed with
white silk. No ornaments of any des
cription were discernible about the
box. The deceased was dressed sim
ilarly in white robes white necktie.—
White flowers were also strewed a
round the coffin, the room in which
the body lay awaiting burial, present
ed a beautiful appcrrance. Around
the walls were placed white roses.
On a table placed at tho head of the
coffin was a large vase containing a
small rose bush. At the base of the
vase was a half, blown rose, which had
been plucked from the bush and fell
to the ground. This touching ar>
rangoment was emblematic of the
young life, so full of promise and
beauty, nipped in the bud, and falling
to decay at the root. Tho. services
were commenced at four o’clock, and
were conducted by the mother, who
was dressed in white alpaca, without
any trimming or ornaments of any
description. The services seemed to>
impress all present, and were opened
by Mrs. Beach singing the well known
| poem, written by Mr?. G. Clark, the'
j medium, entitled, “He’s Gone.” The
mother then addressed those present
at, some length, extolling the virtues
of the deceased, and stating that it
was his expressed dc. i e, both before
and after death, that he should be
buried in that manner. Mrs. Beach
then sang a poem eh itlcd “Beautiful
Hills.” which she Alleges was given to
her by some departed friend. The
coffin was then placed in a hearse and
conveyed to the cemetery, where it
was deposited in a grave prepared for
its reception. At the grave the ser
vice consisted of a prayer by Mrs.
Beach.
The mother of the deceased, Mrs.
Chase, states that since the death of
her son she has had several interviews
with him. While preparing the corpse
for burial he appeared and made the
remark that “he did not think that he
would make such an ugly looking
corpse,” and several other ocular re
marks; also that during the whole
process of dressing him after death he
was present in the room and cut up
antics, such as jumping around and
standing on his hands. IFhen alive
he was always in good spirits and very
jovial in his disposition.
Witnesses Sworn on Broken
Crockery. —ln New York, on Mon
day, a Chinaman charged a brother
with stealing, and appealed to Justice
Dowling, at the Tombs, for redress.
The complainant, being a Pagan,
desired to be sworn after the fashion
of his country, and, to this end, a
queensware plate was produced, which
the witness waved thrice in the air,
and then brought it down on a table
with a crash that sent, pieces of the
ware in every direction. The witness
thfen told his story, after whish an
other witness was called for the de
fense, and was sworn us soon as an
other plate could he procured He
made two unsuccessful efforts to break
the crockery, and then with a mighty
effort, crushed it down on the table in
a style that caused considerable hur
rying of hands to faces to ward off
the flying f ragmen ts.
—„
Dotations of Chops.— there cqn
be do doubt that a strict rotation of
crops is necessary to entire success in
this country; or, in fact, in any other
country. And we may find a good
reason for it laid down in the follow
ing proposition by a most eminent
French agricultural chemist:
1. Every plant has a tendency to
exhaust the soil.
2. All plants do not exhaust alike.
3. All plants of different kinds do
not exhaust the soil in the same*man
ner.
4. All plants do not restore to the
soil the same quantity of manure.
5. All plants differently affect growth
of weeds.
From these fundamental principles,
the following conclusions may be
drawn:
That however well a soil may be j
prepared, it cannot long nourish crops j
of the same kind in succession, with
out becoming exhausted, for every
crop impoverishes a soil in proportion
as more or less nutricious matter is
consumed by the plant cultivated.—
Perpendicular rooting plants, and
such as shoot horizontally, ought to
succeed each other. Plants of the
same kind should not return frequently
in a circle of cropping; neither should
two crops equally favorable to the
growth of weeds succeed each other,
ifiucli plants as greatly exhaust the
soil, as grains, should only he sown
when the land is in good condition,
and in proportion as a soil is found to
exhaust itself by successive cropping,
plants that are least exhausting should
be cultivated.
A Nice Girl. —Though that class
of girls is by no means extinct, still
they are not so numerous as might de
wished. There is nothing half so
sweet in life, half so beautiful, or so
loveable as a nice girl. Not a pretty
cr a dashing girl, but a nice girl.—
One of those lovely, lively, good,
hearted, sweet-faced, amiable, neat,
natty, domestic creatures met within
the sphere ol “home,” diffusing around
the influence of her goodness like the
essence of sweet flowers.
She rises betimes and superintends
the morning meal. Who makes the
toast and tea, and buttons the boy’s
shirts, and waters the flowers, and
feeds the chickens, and brightens up
the parlor and sitting-room? “Is it
the languishes or the giraffe, or the
elegant?” Not a bit of it 1 it is the
nice young girl.
One of the most strongly marked
characteristics of a “nice girl” is tidi
ness and symplieity of dress. She is
invariably associated in my mind with
a high frock, plain collar, and the
neatest of nice ribbons, bound with
the modeStcst little brooch in ths
world. I never knew a “nice girl”
who wore a profusion of rings or
bracelets, or who wore low dresses or
a splendid bonnet.
I say again, there is nothing in the
w orld half so beautiful, half so intrin
sically good as a “nice girl.” She is
the sweetest flower in the path of life.
There are others far more gorgeous,
but these we merely admire as we go
by. It is where the daisy grows that
we like to rest.— Ex.
Radical Definitions.—The Cin
cinnati Commercial , anti-Grant Re
publican, gives the following “New
Definitions
If you are a Republican opposed to
the nomination of Grant, you are a
“ conspirator."
If you do not admire all Grant’s
ways arid works, traits and manners,
you are a “sore-head.”
If you do not uphold Murphy and
Casey, Leet and Stocking, Simon Cam
eron and Kansas Pomeroy, you were a
“copperherd or traitor ” during the
war.
If you do not back up the office
holder’s faction, you are what Mr.
Bristed calls a fine specimen of a nat
ural blackguard.”
If you disapprove of any part of
the policy of the Administration, you
area person who winks at the Ku-
Klux and shakes hands with repudia
tion.
If you give any sign of bolting the
party you have a bad record, which,
when exposed, will give the world
some idea of your shocking career.
If you do not go for Grant, and
the reg’lars, and all such things,
through thick and thin, you are such
a fool that you could hardly tell what
o’clock it is.
The new and severely stringent
liquor law in Ohio is claimed to be
unconstitutional, because it reads “be
it enacted by the State of Ohio,” irn
stead of “by the General Assembly,”
&c. The question will be tested.
The Outlaws Again. —We learn
that the residence of Mr. Henry Mc-
Collum, near Red Bank, Robeson
county, was visited by Stephen Low
rey. one of the outlaws, and present
leadef of the gang, on Tuesday last.
Mr. McCollum was at work in the
field at the time and knew nothing of
the visit until the outlaw had left.—
He appropriated a fine watch belong
ing to Mrs. M., and a gun belonging
to her husband; but afterwards, at
the earnest solicitation of the lady,
returned the watch. He carried off
the gun, but molested nothing else.—
Wilmington Star of April. 30 th.
The Seine by Night. —At night,
what a wonderful river this is! llow
dark and swift it flows under the
gloomy arches of the bridges. It
makes you shudder as you look at it.
llow the lights twinklv upon the
bridges and along the quays, and re
flect and multiply themselves in the
sullen waters beiow! The heavy out
lines of the Louvre rise grandly from
the right shore, ‘and the dark towers
(NO. 19
of the Conciergcrie loam up sombrely
in the distance on the South, whiie
Notre Dame, faintly seen in the far
back ground, soars majestically to
wards heaven. See that little moving
object, with its red and green eyes,
darting towards us, puffing and pant
ing like some fabled monster of the
deep. It is a steamboat omnibus—
and as we gaze at it, it is gone. The
bridges are crowded, and in the days,
with laughing, careless passers by.—
Ha! you heard a sigh from that poor
woman who staggered past ygu—but
it is lost in the laughter of that young
girl, who speeds by on the arm of her
lover. A white form gleams for a
moment on the parapet you are lean
ing against, and before you can cry
out there is a splash in the water be
low, a hoarse gurgling sound as the
waves close over their victim—and the
Seine flows on as dark and swift as it
has flowed during all its nineteen hun
dred years. It is the old story re.
peated year after year. The city has
changed, but the dark waters still re
main the last refuge of the despairing.
OLn.BucHU. —The New York pa
pers tell us that Helmbold, the great
Buchu prince, has broken and been
sold out by the Sheriff. This will
carry sorrow to many a pocket. His
drug palace on Broadway was imperi
ally furnished. Things sold at half
price.
Helmbold has had a varied time of
it. He started poor, and advertised
himself rich, 110 was a royal adver
tiser. No man knew better how to
do it. The innumerable fence pan
els, and trees, and house sides, and
railroad cuts, and bridge bannisters
from New York to Kamscatka, and
Atlanta to Africa, will no more blaze
with that familia and irrepressibly
übiquitous “Buchu.”
Farewell, old Buchu.— Constitution.
The manner in which the South is
governed at the present time can bo
gathered from the following article,
which appeared in a Petersburg, Vir
ginia, paper:
“A man from Maine has our post
office; a Vermont man represents us
in Congress; a fellow from Pennsyl
vania is our Street Cammissioner;
our Commissioner of Revenue is a
Massachusetts man; a fellow from
Philadelphia is jailer; the Chief of
Police is a Pennsylvanian; two ne
groes represent us iu the Legislature;
a Maine man represents us in tho
Senate.” —Chronicle Sentinel.
A yankee editor says: “If the
party who plays the accordeon in this
vicinity at night, will only change his
tune occasionally, or sit where we can
scald him when the engine has steam
on, he will hear of something to his
advantage.”
#■—
The citizens of Gainesville were
engaged all of last week in a blood
thisrty business, that of killing bed
bugs.
The St Louis girls were so badly
frightened by the experience of one
of their number, who dislocated ho
neck while resisting a kiss, that they
now hold their lips in the softest and
most comfortable position whenever
they see a man anywhere near.
Ludicrous Scene in a Court
Room. -In Boerne county, Texas, late
ly, a suit was brought to recover
§SOO, the purchase money of a jack
ass sold by the plaintiff to the defend
ant. The ass was sold on credit, and
the defendant had failed to come to
time. On the cause being called on,
the defendant walked into the Court
room leading the jack, and “made a
tender of him in open Court.” Eve
rybody was convulsed with laughter,
even the Judge. The animal’s head
was decked with a stove-pipe hat, a
pair ot linen pants covered his fore
legs, a large pair of spectacles crossed
his eyes, and a placard hung on a con
spicuous part of the animal bearing
this inscription, Ҥsoo cheap for
cash.” A “Digest” was opened be
fore him, and it so worked upon his
feelings that he gave vent to one of
those moving bursts of “eloquence”
for which these long-eared animals are
so much noted. During all this time
it'was impossible for the officers of
the Court to preserve order or deco
rum. It is needless to add that tho
case was discontinued by the plaintiff.
It is alleged that large numbers of
French are preparing to leave the’ ,•
native land and seik homes beyond
the sea. The French are not a'coloi
nizing race, and they only abandon
La Belle France when forced by re
ligious persecutions or very unusual
circumstances. Their skill in tho sci
ences and arts makes them a desirable
acquisition for any country, and it is
to be hoped that those who contemi
plate emigration will prefer the United
States to the turbulent republics of
Central and South America. The
Fronoh-Canadian emigration to the
Middle States and New England is
rapidly increasing.— Ex.