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VOLUME 2.} THE CHATTOOGA ADVERTISER P!'BJ.ia*F.l> A f SUMMERVILLE. UA., evkrY fr iday morning. RA TES OF STB SC 11 IP TION. One Copy One Y -ar $2 00 Oqe Copy Six >1 mths $1 00 No Subscription?- will be taken for a less time than six mo ths. ouii ADr~kiitisingT'ra tes. m- 1 3 moi hs J 6 months 112 mon's 1 aqtuire s4>oo/s7f OO TiF 00 2 squares j6] 00 #lO 00 sls 00 3 squares $8 ! 00 sl4 i <>o S2O 00 I column sl2| 00 S2O 00 S3O 00 i column S2O iOO $35 joo SOO 0O 1 column -S4OIOO $75 100 100 00 Western & Atlantic R. R. 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, “§soo 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.