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CALLAKER S INDEPENDENT, PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY AT QUITMAN, OA.,| J. C. GALLAHER. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION TWO DOLLARS per Annum in Advance. Written fur Gallulu-r'u ladt)p€mk‘Ut.] TO IIY WIFE. BY JOHN DIAMOND. Pillow tliy head upon thi* hr east, My own, my eheritthed wife; And I<4 uh for one hour forget Our dreary path of life. Then let ntc kiM thy tear a away, And bid remembrance flee, Rack to our days of halcyon voutli. When all wa hope and glee. Pair was the early’ promise, love, Of oar-Joy-freighted barque; Sun-lit ami htatnoua to the akies. Now all wo dim and dark. Over a stormy sea, dear wife, We drive with shattered wail; But love sits aniiliug at the helm And mocks the threatening gale. Come, let rue part those clustering curls, And gaac upon thy brow— How many, many memories, Sweep o'er my spirit nowl How much ofhappineHH and grief, How much of hope and fear— Breathes from each dear loved lineament Most eloquent hero. Thou gentle one, few joys remain To cheer our 1< nely lot, The storm has left our Paradise, With but one sunny spot. Hallow'd fore’er will be that place, To hearts like thine and fame — *Ti where our childish hands uproared Affection's earliest shriuo. Then needs closer to this breast, My fond and faithful dove! Where, if not here, should be the ark Of refuge for tliy luvV The poor man’s blessing and his ourse Pertain alike to me; For shorn of worldly wealth, dear wife, Am I not rich in thee? Baltimore, Dec. 1874. TO LET —FURNISHED. FROM TUB FEN OF A FAVORITE AUTHOR. "Anything over to-day?" asked, with a significant and ironical emphasis, a young lawyer, named Kit Mammerton, of an other equally young and briefless “limb,” Bill Belleudeu, as he sauntered into the latters room in Court street, which rooms had a very professional air—a rusty grate filled with scraps of paper and cigar emls, a table littered with law-books, sheets of foolscap, floor ditto, leather bottomed arm chairs, very easy and truculent looking window-paiues that looked like cobwebs— ail as it should be, minus a client. ‘‘Any thing over?” he repeated. “Over head and ears in love and debt.” answered Belletided, {“that's all. Oh, 1 forgot, two dimes and a smooth quarter in j the wafer box.” “And the governor?” "Has departed for New York and Phila delphia, to be gone for three months. He has lot his towu house, you ki ow, and was preparing to reside at Ins country seat at j B , was looking around for servants, ; ill fact. The ground is taken care of by j his next door neighbor a gardener. He thinks now he shall not tie back till fall.” “Of course he came down handsomely before he left?” remarked Kit, whitliug the table with his pen-knife. “He gave me a check for my quarter’s allowance in advance, answered Belleu den. “Have yon drawn the money?” “My ilea| feliow, I require it all to con solidate my debts-” “What a stupid proceeding!" “A necessary sacrifice. My creditors were pressing . Iliad to compound with them for the credit of the bar.” “And I think you told me that, not dar ing to confide the state of your affairs to your father, you hail taken up your lodg ings ou the sofa hero, and dined at a cheap eating-house. ” “Exactly so, Kit.” "Umpli, a pleasant way of passing the next three months, certainly.” “I shall live like a nabob for the next three months, and have a little cash to boot.” said Belleudeu, triumphantly. “Ah, how?” “You know just now every body is mov ing ont of town.” “Yes, and you're obliged, thauks to vour want of forethought and extrava gance, to swelter here during the hot months, ” “Listen, will you ?” cried Bellenden, “Here what I have written.” And tak ing up a sheet of foolscap, he read as fol lows: "To be let—furnished. A genteel coun try residence four miles from State street, with fourteen rooms, furnished in modern style, stable, granary, and lagre garden stocked with the choicest kinds of fruit — near a railroad and omnibus station. Part of the rent will be taken out in board by the advertiser. Terms made known on ap plication to W. Bellenden, No. build ings, Court street.” “Zounds!” cried Kit, his eyes starting out of his head. “You aren’t going to let your own father’s house?” "That was my plan,” replied Bellen deu, cooly. “Why should the house re main empty for a whole quarter?” “But the new furniture will be spoil ed?” “I shall only let it to a respectable ten ant." Kit remonstrated, but iu vain. Belleu den assured him that stem necessity com pelled him to act, and begged to inform him that his resolutio. s was so unalterbly fixed that no power on earth could shake it. That evening the advertisement was put in the “Transcrip.” The next mor ning a modest tap at Bclleuden’s office door produced an invitation to enter, and u highly respectable gentleman availed himself of the permission. He was dressed in black, with a white neckioth, wore a heavy gold chain and square, old-fashioned VOL. 11. watch-key, and polish shoes and white stockings, and carried a buff cane, with an ivory head, the very beau ideul of an old Boston merchant. “I called sir, in consequence of your ad vertisement iu the ‘Transcrip,’ last even ing.” “Pray be seated. You have an idea of moving out of towu?” “Yes, for three months only. I will drive out this afternoon and see your li >uso, and if I like it, and the terms are not too high, I think we cun manage to make an agreement.” “What family have you, sir?” asked Belleudeu, witn the air of a practical luu lord. “Only my wife, daughter and self," re plied the old gentleman. “And you have no objection to take me to board? I’m not much trouble iu a house,” said Bellenden. “None whatever. Pray wliat aro your terms?” “Oue hundred nud fifty dollars for the season—that is three mouths. 1 will allow you five dollars a week for my board—that take*, off sixty.” “Balance ninety,” replied Iho old gen tleman, rising. “Very well, sir; if I like the house, I will call to-morrow, and pay yon in lulvauoe. ” “As you please, sir.” “My name,” said the old gentleman, as he took leave, “is Greyling—Godfrey ! Greyling & Cos., India wharf. Good morn ing, sir.” “Greyling! One duughterl” cried Bel lenden, as he paced the room. “What if he should lie the father of the glorious creature I met at Gloucester last Summer? The idea of being under the same roof with her almost drives mo mad, and atones for much that I have suffered and am still j suffering—Greyling! Greyling!” His conjectures were correct. Greyling called tne next day, paid the rent, and re ceived the key, and the evening after when he went to the villa, he discovered to his delight that Julia Greyling was no otner than a very charming girl whom lie had! casually encountered at Cape-Ape tlie pre vious season. She was then visiting the place with her aunt, and whether she was conscious o*f a naceiit penchant for our hero, or for some other reason, sho had forborne mentioning to her mother having met a young geulleinnu at the seaside, “with such a dear corsair expression, and such a sweet mustache!" Of course Bellenden did not como into j town any more. Why should ho? He liad i no client there and a suit hero which I must not be suffered to go by default. What duetts at the piano! wliat Rtrolls iu the garden! what walks by mooliglit! wliat rides at sunset! It was a fairy exist euce. But in the sweetest cup of pleasure —surg 'd uruari ally nit l -and coiling at the bottom of his beaker of bliss, lay a serpent i thought that all tins fairy scene would j soon vanish like a summer day-dream. With the biids and flowers tho Grey lings would be gone—he had three months of enjoyment before him. Three mouths! lie had not twenty-four hours. Tiie next morning Belleudeu was stroll ing in the garden, waiting for Miss Grey ling to join him, when the omnibus stop ped at the door, and out of that omnibus— a vision of dread—alighted Mr. Belleudeu, senior. “Y'ou hero sir?” exciaimed the young man. “Y’ou here, sir?” exclaimed the father. “How cume you to think of opening the ! house? Hid you get word that I was ; coming?” “No, sir, but I thought you wouldn’t ; dislike it.” “Not at all. You've saved me a deal of j trouble. Servants here?” i “Y’es, sir.” "Well, well, let’s get out of tho sun,” I replied Mr. Bellenden, impatiently. “One moment, sir. I have some | friends staying with me—very respecta ble people, I assure you, sir—the Grey liugs—do you know them?” he added anx iously. “I’ve kept you waiting,” cried Mis Greyling running down tho steps of tho piazza in a charming walking dross, but am quite ready now. ” She stopped sud denly and blushed on perceiving a stran ger. “My father, Miss Greyling.” “I am happy to see you, sir. Won’t you walk in?” “Hospitable,” muttered Belleudeu, “seeing that it’s my own house.” “Miss Greyling,” said young Belleudeu, nervously, “I am very sory that I must deny myself the pleasure of walking with you, but my father—J—pray excuse me.” “Oh, certainly, certainly! Don’t make any apologies. I couldn’t think of going now. Pray walk in, sir. You'll dine with us, I hojfe, sir?” “I rather think I shall, young lady,” answered Bellenden, senior, coolly. “You’re dusty and tired, father,” said young Bellenden, who dreaded a discov i erv. “Won’t you walk up into my ! room?” “No, sir,” replied Bellenden, seuion> peremptorily- “I w-ant to see how the i drawing-room looks. With what taste your poor mother, had she been alive, would have furnished it.” And tossing his hat on the table, he walked into the long drawing room, fol lowed by his son and Miss Greyling. “My father and mother, Mr. Bellen den,” said tho young lady, getting before QUITMAN, GA„ SATURDAY, JANUARY 2:1. IS7-Y. him, mid performing tho ceremony of in troduction. Mr. Greyling had fallen asleep nncon ciously on the ottoman, and sank from a sitting to a recumbent position. He star ted np, nibbing his eyes. “Bless me, what n solecism! I'm afraid I was vulgar enough to dose. Mr. Bellen den, I’m very lmppy to see you. My wife, l’ray sit down, sir.” , “Thank you, sir, I prefer walking about,” replied Mr. Bellenden, senior. “Curse his impudence,” lie muttered to his son; "sleeping with his boots on my cut-velvet ottoman, asking mo to bo seated in uiy own house!" "lie’s rather eecontrio,” whispered young Bellenden, “but most aiiuiblo of men.” “My father,” ho said in a low tone, ad dressing Greyling, “is odd; very peculiar —but you mnsn't miud him.” “You will dine with us en famiUr ,” said Mrs. Greyling- a very amiblo and polish old lady, by the way. “lintend to, madam, certainly,” replied Bellenden, senior, who was strolling about the room, examining the furniture, nud occasionally changing the place of a clmir, a curd-table, or a vase. “Traveling makes one hungry, and as tlio country probably produced the same effect on you, 1 shall make no apology for ordering dinner." Anil lie rang the bell. A smart man-servant answered it. “Dinner directly, Sum,” said Mr. Bel lenden, senior. “James, sir,” replied the man with dig nity, anil looking with an enquiring air to Mr. Greyling. “Serve the dinner if it is ready, James,” said Mr. Greyling smothering liis’iudigmi tion. “Confound his impudence!” said he to himself. “Does lie presume to give or ders to my servants?” “Hang his insolence!” whispered Mr. Bellenden to his sou. Must lie tcH hiy people wliat to do?” Dinner was soon announced. Mr. Bel lenden, senior, offered his arm to Mrs. Greyling, Young Btdleuden sailed with Julia, and Mr. Greyling brought up the rear. Mr. Bellenden, senior, handed tho old lady to her place with great gallantry, and seated himself opposite to her to the astonish moot, indignation and disgust of old Greyling, who would have broken out ii remom trances if his daughter had not restrained him. Young Bellenden clutch ed his napkin in agony. Mr. Bellenden, senior, did the honors of the table with easy nonchalance, but all the other mem bers of the family labored under a singu lar restraint, and tho ladies sought the earliest opportunity of retiring. “Now, James,” said Mr. Bellenden, senior, “the champsigne!” "Really, Mr. Bellenden,” stammered Greyling, but the words fairly choked him; ho leaned back in his chair and un loosed his cravat. The poor man looked quite apoplectic. James handed Mr. Bellenden a bottle, the wire was cut, the cork bounced out prcversly, and smote Mr. Greyling oil his rather prominent Roman nose. “A random shot. 1 beg a thousand pardons,” said Mr. Bellouden, bowing. And he passed a foaming beaker to the irritable merchant. “I don’t drink champaigns,” said Grey ling, testily. James give me some claret.” "That’s right, Mr. Greyling, call for what you like,” said Bellenden. ‘‘Noth ing gives mo greater pleasure than to sec people make themselves at home.” “I should think so, sir,” replied Mr. Greyling, dryly, as he sipped his wine in angry gulps. “The cellar is pretty well stocked, eh, William?” pursued Mr. Bellenden, ad dressing his son. “And I beg, Mr. Grey ling, you will name you r favorites. What do you say to Burgundy?” “If you desiro Burgundy, Mr. Bellen den,” “Of eour.so I do,” replied Mr. Bellen den. “Bottle of Burgundy, James.” “You must excuse mo, Mr. Belleudeu,” said Greyling rising. “I would prefer to join the ladies.” “Do not place any restraint on yourself. Consider yourself perfectly at home while you are here.” “I do so consider myself, I assure you,” answered Mr. Greyling, rising, “and shall do so while I remain, which will be until next September.” And he slummed the door behind him in a pot.* Mr. James followed tho example of his master. “What under tho sud, William,” cried Mr. Bellenden, when they were alone, “could have induced yon to invite such a vulgar, ill-bread set here? Talk of staying till September, too!” “My dear sir,” stammered young Bel lenden, he is a client and promises me a large business.” “And make np for paying fees by quartering himself and bis family here for months. The fellow’s impudence beats everything I ever heard of.” “Ho is certainly very eccentric,” said young Bellenden. “But if you knew him us I do, sir, you’d excuse his peculiari ties. ’’ "Doubted” said Bellenden, senior. “But let us join the ladies. The daugh ter is pretty and attractive, though not, I am constrained to say, over well-bred.” The evening passed off well.- the taste ful performance of Miss Greyling on the piano soothed the troubled spirit*! of her I auditors. But when the hour of retiring | arrived the unpleasant leclings of the two seniors wore revived. "I IrustAum will pass tho night with us,” said Mi. Greyling, civilly. “Why, where else should I puss it?” “Very well, air," said Greyling, “when you are ready, I w ill light you to your room—the blue chamber.” “1 am very much obliged to you, sir,” retorted Bellenden, “but if it’s all tbe same to you, I prefer to select my own sleeping apartment.” “tiir, I wish }ou every good uiglit!” said Greyling, taking up a lamp and sweeping I out ol' tho room, followed by his wile and daughter. "Extraordinaryl” exclaimed Belleudeu. “Hang me, if 1 ever saw, read or heard of such immeasurable impudence!” The next morning Mr. Bellenden, sen ior, was up betimes, and walking iu bis garden. 110 was soon joined by Mr. Greyling, wtio appeared to have passed a feverish night. The two old gentlemen saluted each other stiffly. ‘ 1 hope you have passed a good night, sir,” saiit Mr. Bolieiidun. ■“I didn't sleep a wink," said Mr. Grey ling. “Indeed? I am distressed to learn iu.” “Mr. Belleudeu, sir, it is very evident that, although your son and I agreo very well tog. thor, you and 1 cannot exist un der tile same roof.” “Indeed! Ami I presume,” snid Mr. Bellenden, ironically, “that you are about to suggest the expediency of my takiug up my quarters elsewhere. From wliat I saw of your conduct yesterday, I should judge you to bo quite capable of such a proposi lion. ” "Mr. Bellenden, as a lawyer you must ! bo aware that I have a right to make it.” “A right to make it!” “Y’es, sir, but I scorn to do so, and I merely cauie to give you notice that. I shall i vacate your premises to-day, leaving it to j your sense of justice to accord mo rcasou i able daiuag s. ” “Reasonable damages!” cried Bellen den, furiously. “Haven t you taken up your quarters hero, bag uml baggage, or dered my servants about, appropriated what rooms yon saw lit to your own use, cut boquete out of my garden, sent pres ents of fruits and vegetables to your friends in town, acted, in a word, as if you were master here? -and now you talk of iliiuiuges!” j: “Well, sirP’r mired Mr. Greyling, “hav en’t 1 paid the rent li advance.” “The rent in advance! You aro crazy, old fellow!” But ut this crisis appeared young Bel lenden, alarmed, abashed and penitent. He made a full confession of the trick ho had perpetrated, and then stood, culprit hkc, trembling and covered with confu sion. The two old gentlemen eyed each other for a moment, then burst into a hearty lit ol laughter, and shook hands cordially. Tim young scapegrace who had occasioned all the trouble vras pardoned, and Ins father agreed to discharge his debts on his pledge of making a good hus band to Julia Greyling. The young couple took up their abode iu the BeHcudeu villa, preferring its luxuries and comforts to the chance ol advertising for lodgings to bo let—furnished. Some More Mind-Reading. Tho other night, when twenty or thirty persons were assembled at a residence on Lafayette avenue, it was proposed to test the theory of mind-reading. There was a pule, solemn-looking young man present, having accompanied his widowed mother lrom tlie filth ward, and he was selected as the one mod likely to make the experi ment a success, lie submitted to be blind folded, and it was determined to see if ho could tell what any ono was thinking about. A corpulent widower clasped minds with the young man, laid his other hand on the liuud-rcailcr’s lorohead—uml after a moment of other preparation there was dead silence. Tho widower closed his eyes, and the young man lowered his head and. moved it from side to side. “Wliat’s lie thinking of?” whispered several persons. "Of how he kicked his wife out of bed and cuiised her death!” was tho answei. The widower ’-d to laugh with tho rest Imt ho mode poor work of it, and ex plained that lie was thinking of tho city hail. Ho slid back and sat down, and a binglo loi.ly, about thirty years of ago, took his pluco. After a moment the miml readcr was told to speak her thoughts, and ho announced: “She’d give all her old shoes to catch a husband.” The lady tried to laugh, and sat down in a corner, while a buid-headed married man, w ho was a firm buimver in tho mind reading, took her place as a victim. Ho fixed his thoughts on a Ouromo hanging ou the wad, uud held them so flriuly there that tim perspiration started out on his neck, rliter two long minutes of silcuce tho mind-reader whispered: “You are thinking of a little blue-eyed widow woman in tiro sixth ward—wonder ing if she got your letter tho other day.” “No, sir—-no, sir! exclaimed the man, “I Was thinking of that ohromol ’ “Can't help it.” replied the mind read or, “I saw her and her house so plainly before mu that I'd bet dI U I call take you right to tho door!” This bald-headed man pretended to bo tickled almost to death, but sat down looking very red in the faee and very anx iously toward his wife. The young man declared ilia readiness I to read the thoughts of others, but no one else came forward, Frmtlly, to spin out the exhibition, a man stepped up, with something hidden in a particular pocket, and asked the mind-reader to tell what it wits. Hands were clasped, there was a pause, and then the mind-reader said: "It’s a bill from a jeweler’s for a sixty dollar lady’s etiaiff! Tho bill says tliut the account is two years old, and will bo sued after this Week;" j “See how ho is mistaken!” replied the young man, pulling a niclcle unm his pocket, but ho couldn't laugh to save his life, although he tried very hard. The young liuiu hud become greatly in terested by this time, but the crowd held buck strangely, seeming ie be afraid of him, while neatly every one declared that they thought miud-Yemliug a great hum bug. The young man moved Lifts arms about, commanded silence, and after a moment cried out: “I can see as plainly as any of you whose eyes are not bandaged I” “What do you see?" inquired ono of the men. “There are three Indies present who have holes in the heels of their stockings!” replied the mind-leader. There was a small laugh, and several hints were thrown out that the audience would take up some other iimuseiueut. "There are two men here who owe for their boots!” continued the mind-reader. "I guess we will remove the bandage liow,” said one of the men, rising lip. “And there’s a lady here who’ll give a hundred dollars to have the freckles re moved fit m her liose,” exclaimed the young man. “The theory of mind-reading,” said the man as lie worked at tho knot m tho hand kerchief, “is as—” “And there tiro six women hero who have, cold feet,” interrupted the mind reader. They lifted the haiulage, and run the mind-reader off to a chair in the bay win dow, and although tho hour was still early a great share of the company announced that they must be going, as tile children had colds. —Detroit Free Press. Looking for the Legislashur. Yesterday noon u man about sixty-five years of age, came up stairs into the local room of tiiis paper and inquired: “Is this whar tho Legistusliiir is?” “No, sir,” replied the reporter; “the Legislature is in session ut Lansing.” “Way off there, eh!” continued the man, as lie sat down, laid his euuo across the table and took off his mittens. “Y’es; trains run twice a day. I’retty good crowd out there by this time.” “I don’t euro about the crowd,"said the old man, “I want a law—a new law!” “Eli?” “Yes, sir, I want a now law -suntliin’ lo purtect old men like me.” “Wliat’s tlio mutter—how do you want to be protected?” “My name’s Horner,” replied the limn, as he slowly fumbled inside his coat, “My ] mime’s Horner, uud I'm an old fool! What do you think I did three months j ago? Wont and murriod a girl sixteen years old, and red-headed at that! Yes, went uud deeded her a farm, and gin her six hundred dollars cash, and married her!” "And you do not live happy?” “Happy! -Young mull, !vt mo show you stitliiu'— here, look it, that!” And he unrolled a piece of brown paper amt displayed a handful of gray hairs, some of winch were bloodstained. “Pulled right, out of my scalp only three days ago!” he Went ou. "Aim see tins 'ere leg!” Jle pulled up his pants and exhibited a j black and blue spot just above tile shin. “Struck there with a flatiron!” he ex-1 ! plained; "meant to hit me in the.eliist and ' i kilt me to once, but 1 dodged. And see ! here!” He opened his coat and vest and reveal ed tln> tact that lie had no shirt on, and consequently nothing on which to button a collar. “Toro it off’ll mo two weeks ago!” lie whispered, “and she burned up my other one. I’ve bin around this way for a fort night, almost dying by inches!” “Well she must boa regular wildcat,” said the reporter. “Young man, if I war to sit here and tell ye how that woman conducts herself ye’d have to hold yer ba’r down!” ex claimed the old man, striking his log “No one knows how she's heaved flatirons at. me, hit mo with clubs, throwed water over mo iu bed, pulled hair, jawed around and brought my gray hairs in sorrow to the gravel Why, what do you think she called me this very morning?” “A omul mango, perhaps,” “Wuss'ii that, boy—fur, far wuss; she called me an ApuHft” “lb ISHlbie?” "Yes, she did! Think of that, will ye— think of a limn of my age, who has always, paid his debts and been honest, bein’ set, down with pirates!” “It’s bad!” sighed the reporter, as a long pause ensued. "it ! s awful —the awfulcst kind of aw j full ' replied Horner. “I’ve got to stand it, but J want a law to protect other . id men. I want a law to forbid any man over sixi.y from tnaiTyiu'a girl who isn’t over twenty.’ “That might be a wise law.” “I can't go to Lansiii’,” he went on, “but you kin help me. Put it in your paper—git up an excitement about it, Will yon do tiiin? Look ut me, boy - look me all over! >Se how I’ve suffered! Wee how hot my head is!” "I’ll help you all I can.” “Do! Write to him! Write to him five times a day! I'm goin’ hum to meet her, j j and bo pounded al’ouud anil s:ts.".i:d and jawed, but if I know you're gettiu’ a law through I’li go to the grave ioeliii’ good!” j Anil he put ou his mittens took up his! cane uud was gone.— Detroit Prut: Press. No Better Off. A man and his wife who had been mar ried ten years disagreed and determined to separate. The terms of separation were to bo decided 'ey the justice of. the urvon ilissement in which they livoil. They were Parisians. “Have you any childcn?”said the judge. “Yes, monsieur,” “How many?” “Three—two hoys and a gill and it is with them lies our difficulty. Madame' wishes to have two of them; so do 1.” “Have you agreed to abide my decis ion?” "We have,” said both of them. “Very well, my friends; i coudell 11 you to have another child, so that you may have two. When you have obtained that you may return to me.” Tlffr matter wui then adjourned for the time being. Two years afterward the worthy magistrate, who in the meanwhile had heard nothing ol the husband or wife, met the former. “All,” said he, “how about the separa- 1 tiou?” “Btill impossible, monsieur. Instead! of four children, wo have now live.” 1 A Georgia Fumter’a Romance Mysbri-' ous Affair. The Rockdale (Ga.) Itcgister publishes tho following strange story of the adven tures of a young Georgia fanner, who was spirited away from Savannah: Some time in January, 1(371, Mr. Jeffer son Glay, a respectable young farmer of Thomas county, v. as in Huvummh on busi ness of a private nature. His friends and relatives know lliis much, and they were also informed that ho might he expected j to return by the first week in January. Week after week flitted by. The mid dle of l'Vbruary came, and still young Cluv remained, as it. was thought, in .Savanna;’. About the first of March the friends of tin, missing man began to entertain tho most serious apprehensions. They were plain people, with limited means, mid but tittle acquainted with the ways of (lie world. The idea of advertising for tile lost man never entered their heads. Clay's uncle, it is true, went to Savannah and spent a week iu making inquiries iu reference to tits nephew, but tho result did not eulight on him ill the least. The people ho con sulted suggested various explanations, but none of ♦belli veiy eonsottng. v>,w parly said Unit Olay hud doubtless run away . Another said lie thought he had been miit dered for his money, and thrown into the river. 1 lie police knew nothing about it. And with this feeble and futile attempt the se.iroh was abandoned. Everybody gave Olay up for dead. But there was one exception. The young lady who was eu j gaged to the uiiturtunate man did not liesi | late to declare her belief that her loVel | was aiive, and w ould yet return to his home : and friends. Bhe trusted to intuition, amt ns a natural consequence tlio men shook their heads, and even women ceased to hope. The mouths rolled on, mid, when lust ! October euuie, poor Jeflersuu Clay wus til most us completely forgotten, save with a ' lew, as if he had been dead a century. ! But one night old Adam Olay, the uticic who hud searched so unsuccessfully ill Ha- j vuiinah, was aroused from his slumber by ! a loud ami furious knocking. With sonic misgivings, lie opened the front door and eoiilronUd it haggiuvd wreck of a man, whose tattered garments amt general ap pearance told a tale of stifle;lug almost without a parrullel. “Grout God!' cried tlio old man, “who and wind aro you?” “i mu Jefferson Clay, your long lost ' nephew,” replied the stranger, “amt J. am as near dead as a man can be—give me! mod and question me afterward.” Tiie Worthy uncle was at first tiieliued to ! think that, tins was another ease of the ; “prodigal's return," etc., but lie called up tne servants, and iu a few momenta a ! hourly moil was spread before the hail-, I famished wanderer. Young Clay ate with the appetite of a hall'-launsliea wild beast, uml not until j ins hunger was f.dly appeased would ue utter.fine wont in respousu to tiie many i questions’asked, by his curious kinsman. At lust, however, tho wants of the inner* man were satisfied, uud then came from j tiie lips ol tlio tiiiveier one oi tiie strung j eat stories of adventure ever poured into I mortal ear. We only give the substance; it is impossible to place before our readers dial Mini, haggard man as lie actually ap peared; nor can we recall tiie rugged words with winch lie electrified hia solitary listener. It appeared that Clay attended to the business wnieli calico him away irom home, and was on tiie eve ol leaving tin: city, when he stepped into a low groggery ami called lor a drink. There was no other customers prem m; but behind the coun ter stood two men, of rather sinister as pect. Tiie young man was far to inexpe rienced to entertain any fears, and after draining tl.e pruii'ered glass, he r* udliy accepted ail invitation from ono of the bar keepers to play a game of dominoes. Al t' r that nothing wus clour to him. He fell into a kind of stupor, and then into a sleepy slumber. When 110 awoke, us he expressed it, u scorch tug smi was shining full in Ids face, uud tlm sandy bed beneath him was almost rousting hia body. Jle staggered up, and found that was clad 111 a ragged uniform of some kind, but he was hid less and barefooted. When be par took of the drugged liquor (for drugged it must have Wen], his nice wus smoothly shaved. When lie awoke he had a long, t ingled beard. Another s!range thing— lie was penned up in one corner of a huge stockade. By peeping through the bars into the other part of the rncii sure he dis covered several hundred men, evidently foreigners, ail dressed in a uniform similar to the one lie then laid uu. Clay told his uncle that this scene almost drove him frantic. He cried out for help, and in a short time a i.urk-fuced little man, in a gorgeous costume, came to the pen ami spoke to him iu a strange tongue. Our hero replied in English, and the of ficer (for such he was) responded in the same language. He informed the prison er that he was in a Bpauish camp of in struction ou the coast of Cuba; that he was all right, anil he should be marched to the front to light the Cuban insurgents. Clay asked ’innumerable questions, ex plained who he was, and pegged to be re leased. Jfut the officer Mas inexorable, and terminated the conversation by walk- ing off. Two meals were sent to the prisoner that day, oranges and bananas being tho principle articles. I At night the stockade wus attacked by a ' party of insurgents and captured, after a lively fight. Fortunately one of tbe offi cers among the victors was an American, uud to him the afflicted Georgian unbos omed himself. Tho officer's sympathies were touched. He took good euro oi' Clay; and iu two weeks time succeeded in shipping him on a liluckader to Key West. Arriving at that point our unfortunate friend decided to foot it through Florida, and make his way home as best lie conhl. But hu was two mouths on the way, during which period lie was sick a greutpurt of tho time, ,aml iiuublo to travel. Our readers must imagine tho surprise with which old Adam Clay listened to this marvelous story. Ami when, a few days later, it wus noised abroad among the neighbors, Iho geinrui astonishment was indescribable. If Clay had not been u man of iinimpeaelnifile veracity, his story might have been doubted, but his okl friends knew very well that his strange ac count of himself was true to the letter. He was not the man to deviate a hair’s breadth from the trutli. Clay improved rapidly after his return, and is to be married to his old sweetheart in a jew weens time. li'nyon.icaer.iiifsiuyu'reagodouii. Miscellaneous hems. When is a limn nearest related to ft 11. I When lie lias a good old sole for uniothe. and an old crab of a father. Why la it that they don't build a bricU i across the I’otomii.i from the left sid. i Because they can’t dam it. Rather vulgar hut quite nice. A Colored hunter in Tennessee has a black sim p that joins in the chase wit! the hounds, nit.t puts tbe dogs ou ft. . i 'iglit scent when they have lost it.. There is a gentleman living in oinciu n.iti called “the truly go. d." He ia an editor. The New York Sun mentioned his imnm tho other day. Henry Wagner, a soldier of the fir t cm pile, now aged one hundred years and five months, and his wife, aged eighty-seven .veal’s, both enjoy good health in Runs. The circulating library in Memphis con siats of a dictionary, two novels, l’arttiu'; I life of Aaron Burr, and ono of George Francis Train’s lectures. NO. 37. A Cincinnati woman burned lierhne j band’s Hmifitly twit becuusn lie would noil j put. on a bail do r*:NP and crawl ground ibe back yard, aid play Bantu Chius. When a Congressman threaten* to one Doim I’iutt’a paper for libel the point j turns over a postal card and writes: “Dear sir—Hue -sou- sew—auw uud be darned!” Au o'd negro named Dick Wagoner was | burned to death, iu Oxford, lust Sunday 1 morning. He was supposed to have fallen j into the lire with a lit. Emerson Wight, the nrw)v ’ elected Mayor of Springfield, Massachusetts, ha > two wooden legs, having lost lsjth of ilia natural ones by a railroad accident several years ago. A colored barber named Jones, who ro j eeutly died in I’ii.iabiinff, had nccuuin : luted tho snug sum of tpdti.um*. i lo w a i a most successful shaver. A young man played a game of “freeze ; out' • -oi tiie new jail at. Covington, last Saturday. Ho walked from tho “inner courts through the outer waits” with an ■ ease that is truly refreshing, and worthy a ; bolter cause. Comparing the two women together, I the Milwaukee New says that “Mrs. Grant is imt so handsome a woman ns I Anna Dickinson, but she can get up a j iiott. r boiled dinner than Anua can.” An Ohio youth is to be hanged next March for killing a small boy to get pos | session of a pound of brown sugar. 1 I was the principle of the thing, not tho sugar, which’influence the jury. A Rochester detective can go ton bin ; holding 500 bushels of outs and select ten bushels which have been stolen from a fanner's wagon. He doesn’t drink the whisky used by ordinary detectives. A Virginia City bulolier told a painter to make him a sign which should read, “iV.iiltum iu I’itrvo Sausage.” When Ho got. it, great flaming letters showed lulu "Mutton in porku Sausage.” It took three men to get the cleaver out of hia hands. ..re's tiie way they get up jokes in held lleeeianil: The London Advrtiser says that Hie subject of christening ships wirii bottles of wine is about to betaken up by the temperance people, who ussert that the rolling of Vessels at sea is mainly caused thereby If the time ever comes for the expla nation of the mysteries of this world, we sliii.il be glad to know why the yoiig man wlnllemuvk ,ou jurying fihuveh, lean preach ala tter sermon than that myself,” is content to wear out his lifu over a couu ! ter at $25 a mouth. Hepwortli Dixfin is surprised to Uud | that Americans are loosing their linstd twang. Pool' old liepi lie ought, to loaf about the suburbs of Detroit, ami bear women yelling to Strange boys to “keep olf’u that air g-a-i-t!” A distinguished philogynist impresses upon his fair read, rs the importance at this season of keeping tlicir mouths shut on going ont of the house into the open air; whereupon selfish ('llllllll' remuika that it’s till oh more th sirub.o that they should keep their lips shut indoors. If in yonr business you are grasping, sordid, tricky, some clerk in your employ will i>e the same ti n years lienee, made so l,y yon. if you are fretful and as a woman amt wife, more than one girl will cutch the fever of your conduct, uml somewln re ahead make her homo as unhappy as you are now making yours. A young man in Ashtabula sought to bo oure his sweetheart by strategy: so he took her out for* a boat lido, and threat ened to* jump overboard into the lake if alio didn't consent to marry him, Bho offered to bet him a dollar lm dare not dive iu. From Florida comes tbe i tofy of Delia Jones, a fu’d blood* and negress, forty years of age. Kim fell desperately in love with a voting White man, a carpenter, and re alizing the filet that he could never be anything to her, she tii-vned her property into cash ($7,2h0), left it to him by will and then went off and drowned herself. A Dundee paper uuuonners, on anthor ity, that the reward of 2,0001 offered some ! years ago by Lady Franklin for the reeov-* I cry of the official records of her hus i li.uuTs e.vpei ition still holds, and that over and above, sho will,be prepared to re munerate any one who may succeed in re covering them for any outlay iu which his research may put him. The philological editor* of two Cincin nati papers aro tu a worry about the spelling of tlio word kidnapped, or kid naped. One : pell it with “hue vowel” ji, and the other is mud about it. Wlmt'a the difference, any how? It don’t help Charley Rose a bit. A short-horn steer was recently butch ered in Detroit that weighed four thou sand one hundred nud ten pounds alive, and yielded-* three thousand pounds of dressed beef. This is believed to hu tho largest, animat ever slaughtered for beef on this continent. A Methodist parson ont in Kansas, where buffalo cocktails and ratUesuako rum is popular, is grumbling because he bus only received fifty cents on his first quarter’s salary. Why don’t lie have a “cull” to Brooklyn? That’s the nine,’for struggling ministerial tftlenf. “Go Last, young man," don’t live on sixteen and two-thirds cents 11 month and grasshopper pudding with ever find ague trimmings, when yon can get twice as much uml never touch a free lunch route.. Como on hero and have a scandal Served 11 ]) i v try day, smoking hot, with statement suuso and legal side dishes. A stranger stepped into a North Adams, Mass., restaurant the other day andoi derod a plate of beans. On fin shin;; bis lun,-li be asked the price. “Thirty cento” replied the. host, thinking Hull he had a customer from whom lie eoukl make u few cents. “Isn’t thut a devil t' a price for beans?” asked the strungei. lulling to get ,1 reduction lie left. Tho m-at day the saloon keep, r received a telegram, the eh urge on wincta wiw* thirty cents. Oh bring opened it v. lis found to contain ,either date nor 'signature, but only tho worm. “Isn’t tir.. ! . i. drvii of a price ill bw'it/Lta '