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GALLAHER'S INDEPENDENT,
PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY AT
QUITMAN, GA.,
BY
J. C. GALLAHER.
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RICH, BUT HONEST !
Poor, but hone*t—let’s chance the tong,
It ha beu sung so long, so long;
Cast not a slur on the poor man's state,
Bound by the iron hand* of Fate.
Honest and true it* the poor man’s heart,
Bravely striving to act hia part ;
This is the time to change the song.
He is rich, bat honest and strong,
Rich, but honest!—this is the tale,
That each true heart with Joy must hail -
Rich, but honest I—not by stealth
Has be gainod his noble balls of wealth.
Not from the blood of the toiler’s heart,
Not from the widow’s njeagre part,
Not from the orphan’s portion small,
Not from a struggling brother's
Not from mean and sordid greed,
That never a tale of woe could heed ;
Not from Oppression’s rank and flic*
Not from treacherous arts aud guile.
Rich, but honest!—grand and strong.
Truth and honor to him belong—
Honor that bids his conscience hold
Nothing like iil-bcgottcn gold.
Giving each man his portion duo,
Holding ihe scales of justice true -
Bcoming each dark, dishonest deed,
That might a trusting soul mislead.
Foor, but honest!—let’s change the song.
It has leen sung too long, too long:
Well Hing for an—let the truth prevail—
Rich, but honest! All hail! all bail!
THE FATAL LARIAT.
"What docs that pile of rock moan ? ”
“A little distance from that white oak ? ”
"Yes, just at the break of the hill."
"Well, there’s a romantic story connec
ted with that pile of rock, which was told
me by the old padre who sometimes passes
a week at the Mission."
We were riding side by side through the
pleasant valley in the Ban Antonio
triet, where the oldest mission in Monoray
county, California, was established.
My companion was on a flying tour
through the sheep districts, to see what
stock he could pick up for anew rancho of
his further north.
“1 will let you bavo all the facts the
parde gave me as soon as wo arrive at the
Mission. We shall rest there for a couple
of hours, and tliore may be a small tap of
wine to wash down the dust of the south
ern road. ”
“Heaven grant it," said I, as the long
abode church lay but half a mile before us.
In ten minutes we drew rein before the
arched i>rtal of the Mission, dismounted,
and giving our horsesiu charge to a sleepy
Indian who was puffing a cigaiito to the
sun, wo entered the Mission garden.
It was a neglected spot, luxuriant in
roses and hollyhocks, between which grew
the tall mustard, ami the vines were wild
and untrimmed. Iu tho centre stood a
rained fabric that had once served as a
sort of anmiiieV-house, or lounging place
for the padres to sip their wiuo of summer
eveuings. Here wo sat down, and before
a bottle of white wine, which my friend
had foraged from the Mexican iu charge
of the Mission, and a chicken gisado fresh
from the coals, he told the story of Spanish
love ttud revenge :
Twenty years ago, a wealthy and influen
tial Spaniard lived and prospered on the
Ohitos ranch, about ten miles to the south
ward of the Mission. Don Fitipo do Agui
lar boasted of the pure Castilian blood, and
his wife was the proudest lady in the
southern country. They wore hospitable
people, and at the Bodea or Caxrono
time, the large abode house was filled with
guests. His daughter, Carlotta, was n
beautiful girl, and as proud of her unmix
ed blood as her old father.
"Well, ns a matter of comats she was a
prize worth tlio getting, mid every young,
good-looking Spaniard in tlio neighbor
liood displayed his riding powers m tins
fieM, or tinkled the guitar in the house to
captivate the young Carlotta. She laughed
and was kind to all but never showed a
preference.
"The Don, when his daughter was in her
nineteenth year, looked hiuiself with a
matrimonial eye, for tho most likely suitor
for Carlotta. Don Juan de la Guerra, a
widower some forty years of age, and with
many broad leagues at his back, appeared
the most likely. So he received an invi
tation to pass a week at tho Oliitos. Ho
came, aud saw, but did not conquer, for
Carlotta laughed at his antique Castilian
manners, ridiculed his pretentions to her
hand, aud mimicked his singing. Aguilar
therefore gave itp the idea of choosing
himself a son-in-law and waited patiently
until the favored man should appear.
"Anastasia Gomez boro an unenviable
reputution in tho southern country. His
principal business was dealing monte, and
though now and then, when dead broke,
lie took a hand at the rodeo, yet honest
labor was something to which lie outer
tained a constitutional aversion.
He war handsome, and quite mild look
ing, such as none would suspect of being a
deadly pistol shot, and a man in some way
or other connected with every bad scrape
in the district. It was whispered that he
was associated with a band of desperadoes
—professional horse thieves, whose lives
in a settlement would notb'a worth a dog’s.
Still, notwithstanding these rumors, Go
mez carried a bold frott, and none dared
to charge him to his face with any of his
misdeeds.
“Out '.agust evening, os tire Don and
his daug. Vsr were sitting under the cool
piazza of ike rancha, a stranger rode up,
and hitching his horse to the fence, dis
mounted. Aguilar invited him to a glass
of wine, even before the ceremony of an
introduction ; for where houses are far
apart a strange face is always welcome.
" ‘My name is Gomez,’said the stranger,
after partaking of the Don’s hospitality.
■“A good name, Senor,’-said Aguilar,
courteously, ‘though in this part of the
country we have one who does it no honor.
“‘I have heard of him ; a hard case I
beliove.’
“ ‘None worse. I lost a fine stallion
some mouths ago, and I’m inclined to
credit that scamp with it. ’
‘And my favorite mare, father,’ said
Carlotta, ‘went a week ago ; I suppose we’ll
have to givo Gomez credit for that, too. ’
"The guest, who stated that he had just
ridden from Monterey, united with his
host in lamenting the existence of those
bands of wandering desperadoes who in
terfere so materially with the prosperity
of the country. Of himself, he stated that
he was a storekeeper from San Diego, who
had been making some purchases in Mon
terey, and was on his way home.
“The evening passed pleasantly. The
Don found a good listener and an agreea
ble talker in his guest. He was willing to
hear all the family traditions, and told
some thrilling stories of his adventures in
South America and Mexico. Carlotta, too,
was pleased with the stranger. He had
an cxeellcr 4, voice, and paid the compli
ments the Spanish women love so much,
in an easy, oflf-.'.and way that contrasted
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strongly with the clumsy admiration of
the lute suitor, Don Juan.
“Could you not remain a wock or so
with us 1 ’ said Aguilar, iw ho showod his
guest his chamber.
“ ‘Willingly,’ replied Gomez ; I havo so
arranged my business that I am in no
hurry to return to San Diego, aud I hope
some day to return your hospitality.]
‘‘Gomez seemed an Admirable Crichton
in the eyes of Aguilar and his daughter.
So affable, so accomplished was lie, that
the old Don thought if bo were only sure
of his financial standing he would make
an excellent partner for Carlotta.
Aguilar, as tho time of his guest’s de
parture grew near, announced to his daugh
ter that he would give n ball, and accord
ingly invitations were issued to the sur
rounding vancheros. Gomez did not seem
delighted with tho coming festivities, and
declared that he was a poor dancer, and
indeed cared little for amusements of that
description.
Three days before the ball, Carlotta and
Gomez walked up and down together iu
tho vineyard adjoining the house.
“ ‘I shall often think of tho Ohitos, I
assure von,’ said lie, ‘and of tho very pleas
ant visit I have had.’
"Nor shall wo forgot yon ; aud when
ever yon go to Monterey again, you must
come over to the ranch.”
"They sat down iu an arbor by the
boundary wall, and for somo moments
both wore silent.
“I have had many ventures in my life,’
said Gomez, “but now shall take a chance
greater than all; I love , yon, Carlotta ;
and he looked boldly at the brown eves
that were fixed on the purple grapes that
drooped to the ground beside them.
"For a moment sho seemed ns if she
wns struggling bet ween pride and love ;
pride for the bold, abrupt wooing, aud
love for the handsome youth who dared to
tako her heart by storm. But love con
quered, and Gomez had the Don’s proud
daughter iu his arms, blushing and sob
bing.
“Your father will not oljcct, my dar
ling," he murmured. "My family is as
proud and wealthy as his own ; but if lie ]
does, you will trust alfto mo ?”
"Everything—everything,” sho whis- *
pored, and arm iu arm they entered tho
iiouso.
By the advice of lior lover. Carlotta
kept, their secret from the Don when he
returned. Aud she felt a little uneasy at
the concealment, for she argued, is it not
better that now, before Gomez departs,
our miuds should be set at rest ? Htill she
obeyed, and for the first time felt a sense
of restraint and restlessness in the pres
ence of her father.
j■<)n the morning of tho festival day,
Gomez did not appear at breakfast, but
excused himself snying ho suffered from a
severe headache. Carlotta sent him a fra
grant cup of tea prepared by her own
bands, and a message that ho should get
well for the hall.
“Dinner came, and he was still too ill to
appear; hut lie sent a little note to Car
lotta, stating that it would l>e impossible
for him to be up at the ball, but that ho
would think of her, and not to make herself
too agreeable to the gallant.
“Carlotta, strange to any, had no sym
pathy with her mother, who mostly kept
her bed-room ns a confirmed invalid ;
though this evening Madame Agnilor ap
peared in nil antique brocade dress for the
hall ; aud though Carlotta was longing for
a confident, still the cold, languid indif
ference of her mother chilieiWser, and she
kept her own course.” Soon the guests
began to arrive; tho men on horseback,
the ladies in wagons, and some of the lat
ter riding en pillion. The large lmll was
lighted up and two violin and three gui
tars composed the orchestra.
“Carlotta was belle of tho evening, and
happy in her newly found love, danced and
talked, atul sang with an esprit that made
the hearts of the young Spaniards nclie.
The Don and liis old friend De la Guer
ra paced the veranda and discoursed of
the grand prospects —cattle and grain, and
all those tilings pertaining to tlicir pur
suits.
“ ‘You have heard of that desperado
Gomez?’ said Don Juan.
‘‘Not only heard of him, hut suffered
from his desperations,” said Agnilor.
“ ‘Well, lie appears to have forsaken
the country. Tim monte houses have not
seen him, and it is rumored lie lias taken
tip his quarters in Mexico. I wonder what
our friends below will think of this speci
men of a California ruffian. ’
“ ‘Shoot him, probably, the first time
lie attempts his old tricks. As you men
tioned tlio name I remember my guest. I
have a Gomez on a visit with mo at pres
ent—a storekeeper form San Diego, and a
most entertaining gentleman. ’
“ ‘ls he in the ball room ?’
“ ‘No, he is confined to his chamber by
a nervous headache. Excuse me for a
minute. I shall ask him if he feels better ;
or suppose we smoke a cigarette in his
room ; I think lie is getting up.’
“Don Aguiler tapped at the door, and
receiving no reply, entered the room, fol
lowed by Don Juan. Gomez was asleep
one hand hanging over the bedsido and
the other beneath his handsome head.
Don Juan gripped his companion’s arm,
and drew him from tLe bed-room to the
piazza.
“ ‘My God I’ he whispered, ‘do you
know who your guest is ?’
“‘What I told you; but why are you
so agitated ? What is the matter ?’
‘‘‘Matter! Why that, is Anastasia
Gomez himself—the gambler, the murder
er, the horse-thief. How could you linvo
been deceived ?’
“ ‘You amaze me. I had never seen
this man before, and can hardly believe
it possible that he ia. identical with that
scoundrel.’
“ ‘ln your ball-room is Mendez, the
brother of a young man who was shot in a
saloon by Gomez four weeks ago.’
“ ‘Ay, shot like a dog because he de
served it!’ said a deep voice beside them ;
and Anastasia Gomez, dressed and armed,
stood on the piazza.
His eyes blazed with excitement, and
ho actually towered above the frightened
old man.
“Aguiler,” he continued, “two days
ago I received n promise of marriage from
your daughter. I did not expect to fool
vou into a consent, but I expected to take
her with me. Now Igo to joiu the ball.”
“The Don stood motionless from amaze
ment, and when he rushed to the door of
the ball-room ho saw Gomez approaching
his daughter, while the startled guests fell
back on either side. She was leaning on
the arm of yonmr Mendez, who the mo
ment he saw Gomez, uttered a sliont of
rage, and sprang toward his brother’s
murderer. '
Gomez drew bis revolver & fired one
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shot at Mendez, and then, as tho crowd
pressed on him, lie dashed through the
open window, hotly pursued by Mendez,
who had escaped the ball. The desperado
spraug tlpon a vaqueo’s horse that stood
hitohed to the fence and was oil like mi ar
row in the darkness. A pursuit was at
once organized, but when some twenty
men started, Mendez was nowhere to be
found. An Indian boy said that ho Baw
Mendez mount n few moments after Go
tnez rode off, and follow him at headlong
speed.
The next morning, just where that heap
of rocks is piled, tlio body of Mendez was
found, a lariat around his neck, and from
[the appearance of the corpse it seemed
that it had boon dragged somo distance.
The general opinion was, that Gomez,
finding his pursuer close on his heels, had
untied tho larriat hanging at his saddle
bow, lasoocd Mendez, and strangled him."
"And how about tho Don and his
daughter ?”
"Old Aguiler was like a raging lion for
six mouths afterward. Carlotta protended
to laugh at. tho assertion of the outlaw,
Gomez, that sho had promised to love
him, and called him an impudent rascal.
But the sequel told a difforeut tale. Of
Gomez nothing was heard for several
months. At last it wns rumored that Go
mez had been seen in Ban Antonio Dis
trict. The old Don swore that if ho ever
saw the scamp ho would shoot him down
like a pole-cat.
‘‘One morning Carlotta Aguilar was
missing, and neither father nor mother,
nor kith, nor kin, ever hoard of her again.”
"ltan off with Gomez, of course, said I,
as the narrator lighted a fresh cigarito.
"Bueh was tho general impression ; but
I have told you all the padre gave me. Bo
now to horse ; tho afternoon is cool, and
the remainder of our lido will ho pleas
ant. ”
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Great Guns.
It was thought by onr government, not
long ago, that a fifteen inch cast iron gun,
aide to throw a 500 lbs. ball a distaneo of
tliroo miles, was about ns big a thing in tho
way of armament as would over be wanted.
And so the forts in New York harbor and
other places were supplied with them at
great expense. Tho visitor at Forts Ham
ilton and Tompkins, down tlio bay, will
see long rows of these grim monsters, ar
ranged in battle line, vainly waiting for
employment against floating enemies.
Compared with more recent guns they are
now mcro pigmies, of no sort of conse
quence, and tins quicker they nro broken
up and removed the better.
Mr. MenelauH, now president of the Iron
and Steel Institute, England, says : “ Mr.
Ijongsden informs mo that they are mak
ing at Essen, at the present time, I t inch
guns of steel, which weigh, when finished,
57} tons, currying a shot of 9 cut. 9} Eng
lish mil tut, using a charge of 210 lbs. of
gunpowder. They nro about to make steel
guns of the followtng capacities aud
weights : rs| inch bore, 80 feet long,
weighing 82 tons, using 300 lbs. of pow
der, with a shell ef 1,500 lbs. weight ; guns
of 18 inch bore, 82 feet (> inches long,
weighing 125 tons, using 440 lbs. of pow
der, with a shell of 2,280 Urn. weight, Mr.
Longsden demurely adds : ‘lt is calcula
ted. for the pro rent, that these gnus will
be heavy enough to destroy any armor a
ship can carry.* In gloating over the des
tructive prope: ties of these weapons, he
is leaving out of his calculation, perhaps,
the flash of lightning ships which Mr.
Heed is about to build, and which may,
under smart management, be able to get
out of the wny of such a conspicuous ob
ject os a shell weighing over a ton, even
when fired*with about a quarter of a ton
of gunpowder.
A Vicious Horse Cured bv Kindness.
At n recent meeting of the farmers’ club
of tho American Institute in New York
city, a letter from President Ely was read,
as follows :
I lmvo received a communication con
taining a story about a horse which I think
ought to he read and published in tho re
port of the club meltings; “A horse in
Farmington, formerly driven in a meat
cart, was bought by its present owner at a
very low price, because reputed vicious.
He would bite, rear, kick, run away ; was
utterly uncontrollable. Boon afterciiang
ing masters the people who liad called the
purchase a foolish one were surprised at
the difference in the horse’s conduct. He
would go fast or slow ns desired ; stop in
stantly at ‘When ! ’ follow his master,
come at his call mid rub his head on his
shoulder. What had made the change ?
Not force ; the poor horse had been
beaten, kicked and starved before, and
grown more and more stubborn. No ;he
was well fed, well bedded, well watered ;
not over-driven or over loaded ; never
whipped, kicked or scolded. Kind words
were given him, and now and then an
apple or a lump of sugar. No gentler,
safer, more faithful horse went on tho road.
But, Indian fashion, ho forgot neither
benefit nor injury. Occasionally, when in
harness, he saw his former master. Then,
invariably, all the fire of his nature was
aroused. His eyes rolled, ho champed his
bit, and showed an intense desiro to get
hold of liis enemy. Only the voice and
careasing hand of his kind new owner
could quiet him. What a power is kind
ness—the power that even the Almighty
loves bust to use I ”
That New Motor.
Tho new motor, not only as a fact, bnt
as a useful and enormous addition to the
sum-total of human happiness, ia, it is
claimed, almost within the limits of reali
aation. It is continently predicted that,
within thirty days, a train of Pullman ears
will be drawn from Philadelphia to New
York without steam, electricity, hot air, or
any other motive power. This, indeed, is
a substantial promise, the basis of which
can easily and soon ho examined. The
now motor, as we took occasion to explain
some weeks ago, was invented, or discov
ered, by John W. Kecley. Since our first
statement some new developments have
been made. The whole matter, it appears,
is in the bauds of a stock company com
posed chiefly of Philadelphia and New
York capitalists, who have paid in $250,-
000, and hold stock to a nominal value of
$1,000,000. They are perfectly sanguine
of the success of the enterprise, but are
not themselves in possession of Keeley’s
secret. There is reason to fear, therefore,
that possibly the ingenious Koeley may
not be a public benefactor after all ; and
that the wonderful pressure of 2.000 to
15,000 pounds which has been attained
through a machines 36 inches high, 24
long, and thirteen wide, will disappear al
together when used in an engine of k any
large size.— Ch.icu.yo Tribune.
BURIED ALIVE.
Strange Authentic Stories of Persons En
tombed While Living.
Wo select tho following oases well au
thenticated:
THE CASE OF VtCrroniKE LAFOUROADn.
Viotoriue Eafourcudo, young, beautiful,
and accomplished, had a great number of
admirers. Among them was a journalist
named James Bosaouet, whoso chances of
being tlio most successful suitor seemed to
be tho best., when suddenly Viotoriue,
contrary to all expectation, accepted the
hand of a rich banker named Renello,
Bossouel was inconsolable, and his honest
heart, ached all the more when ho learned
that the marriage of his lady-love was un
happy'. Ilenollo neglected his wife in
every possible wny, aud finally began to
mnl-treat her.
This state of things lasted two years,
when Viotorine died—at least so it was
thought. She was entombed in a vault of
the cemetery of her native town. Jules
Bossouet assisted at the ceremony. HI ill
true to his love, ami well nigh beside him
self with grief, he conceived the romantic
idea of breaking oponjtlie vault and secur
ing a look of tho deceased’s hair. That
night, therefore, when all was still, lie
scaled tho wall of tho cemetery, and, by a
circuitous route, approached tho vault.
When he had broken open tho door and
entered the vault he lighted a candle and
proceeded to
orvN Tim coffin.
At the moment when he bent over tho
supposed corpse, scissors in hand, Viotor
iuo opened her eyes ami stared him full
in the face. He uttered a cry and sprang
hack; and immediately recovering his
self-possession, ho turned to tho o< flin,
covered its occupant’s lipa with kisses,
aud soon had the satisfaction of seeing her
in full possession of all her faculties. When
Victorino was sufficiently recovered, they
left the churchyard and went to Bessonovs
residence, where a physician administered
such remedies ns were necessary to effect
tlio complete recovery of the unfortunate
woman. This proof of Bossonot’s lovo
naturally made n deep impression on Vic
torino. Hho repented her first fickleness,
aud resolved to fly with the romantic Jules
to America, There they lived happily to
gether, without, however, being able to
fully overcome their longing to return to
their native land. Finally their desire be
come so strong to revisit tho scenes of
their youth that they decided to brave
the danger attendant on a return aud em
barked at New York for Havre, where they
arrived in July 1839. Victorina, in the
interim, had naturally changed very great
ly, and Jules felt confident that her former
husband would not recognize her. In this
hope lie was disappointed. liouollo had
the keen eye of u financier, and recognized
Victnrinc at the first glance. This strunge
drama ended with a suit brought by tho
banker for the recovery of his wife, which
was decided against him ou tho ground
that his claim was outlawed.
Tho scene of the following two cases,
with which wo shall end our review, is iu
England: One Edward Blapleton died
aa was supposed -of typhus fever. The
disease lmd been attended by such strange
phenomena throughout that the physi
cians were desirous to make a post mortem
examination of the case. Tho relatives,
however, positively refused their consent.
The physicians consequently decided to
steal the body—-not an unusual thing in
England—in order to satisfy their curiosi
ty. They communicated with a band of
rascals who at that time made a business
of stealing bodies, and tliroo days after the
funeral had the body of Stapleton at the
dissecting-room of a neighboring clinic.
When they made tho first incision, which
was across the abdomen, they were struck
with the fresh appearance of tho flesh, and
tho clearness and limpidity of the blood.
One of the physicians proposed that they
should subject the body to tho notion of a
galvanic buttery. This tlioy did, and ob
tained abnormal results; tho movements
and contractions of the muscles were more
powerful than are usually observed. To
ward evening a young student suggested
that, they should make an incision iu the
pectoral muscles, and introduce the poles
of the battery into the wound. This was
done, when, to their amazement the body
rolled from the table, remained a secondjor
two on its feet, stammered oat two or three
unintelligible words and then fell heavily
to tho floor. For a moment Iho learned
doctors were confounded, but soon re
gaining their presence of mind, they saw
that K tuple ton was still alive although lie
had again fallen into his former lethargy.
They now applied themselves to resusci
tating him, in which they were successful.
He afterward said that during tho whole
of the time lie wns fully conscious of his
condition, and of what was passing around
him. Tho words ho attempted to utter
were:
“I AM ALIVE !”
A somewhat similar experience was that,
of an English artillery officer who, in a fall
from his liorso, had fractured his skull,
and was trepanned. He’wns in a fair wny
to recover, when one day he fell into a
lethargy so profound that he was thought
to bo dead, and in due time, was buried.
The following day, beside the grave _in
which he had boon interred, another citi
zen of London was buried, and at last one
of the assistants chanced to stand on it.
Suddenly the man cried out, that ho felt
the ground move under his feet ns though
the occupant of tho grave would find his
way to the surface. At first tho man was
thought to be the victim of an hallucina
tion, but the Earnestness with which be
persisted attracted the attention of a con
stable, who caused the grave to be opened.
They found that the officer had forced the
coffin lid, and had made a partially suc
cessful effort to raiso himself up. Ho rvas
entirely unconscious when they got him
out, hut it was evident that an effort to
extricate himself had been made but a
short time before. He was carried to a
hospital near by, where tho physicians,
ofter a time,
SUCCEEDED IN BEHUSOITATINO HIM.
He stated that, for an hour before his
last swoon, ho was fully conscious of the
awful situation ho was in. Tho grave had
fortunately been very hastily and lightly
filled with clay, and hero and them the
continuity of the mass had been broken
by large stones, which allowed the air to
penetrate as far down as the coffin. Ho
had tried in vain to make his cries heard,
and finally, partly in consequence of hav
ing an insufficient supply of air, and partly
in consequence of the mental agony he
suffered, he had fallen into the uncon
scious state in which he was found.
Another Englishman describes what he
experienced,’while lying in a coffin in a
p.rfecUy coru-ciou-j state, in tho following
words: "It would be impossible to find
words that would express the ngony and
despair that I suffered. Every blow of
tho hammer with which they nailed down
my coffin-lid went through my brain like
the echo ef a death knoll. 1 would uover
havo believed that the liumau heart could
endure such terrible agony aud not burst
into pieces. .When they let mo slowly
down into tho ground, I distinctly heard
tho neiso the coffin made every time it
rubbed against tho sides of tho grave.”
This man also awoke under the knife of a
doctor. He, like,Stapleton, had boon stol
en, mid carried to the dissecting-room of
a medical school. At the moment the
professor made a slight incision down tho
abdomen the spell was broken, and he
sprang to his feet.
Gen. Fitzhugh Lee.
The following is the full text of Gen.
Fitzhugh Lee’s recent speech, delivered
at. Norfolk, Vn:
Fellow Citizens:-—I come forward, re
sponsive to your calls, to thank you for
this very flattering reception. I went to
boston as a guest of your own "Artillery
Blues,” not becauso I expocted to havo a
pleasant trip and a good time, but I hope
for a higher, holier purpose—for the good
of onr State, our people, and all sections
of a common country. OU I hew I wish I
lmd time to tell you of the reception ac
corded to us by those people of Boston—of
tho enthusiastic crowds that greeted us on
every occasion—how the streets wore lined
with people pouring Out their welcomes
to us nr.d bidding us welcome, thrice wel
come. I wish I eould stop with you long
enough to give you some of tho many in-1
teresting incidents of our trip. How a
sightless soldier told me, “General, your
boys put my eyes out., but I am (Had to
sue you here, in our midst. ; ” how an aged
gentleman, grasping both my hands iu
his, said—" General, I lost two sons in the
war—the only two I had—but for public
consideration and for tho nation’s good, I
r.m glad to see you and your people here
at this time.” llow my hand was shaken
by people whoso overflowing hearts pre
vented a single word of utterance. Do you
know what all that means ? It moans at
that end of the line precisely what the
outpouring of your people at this end of
the lino to meet us on her return means,
viz: That tho people of this country have
taken this matter of reconstruction out of
the hands of tho politicians ; that the
crust which separated them has been bro
ken at last, and the men of the North and
South are at last allowed to see each other
face to face. You, people of Norfolk, j
have no right to bo ashamed of your dele
gation to Boston. Their bearing, oil and
off duty, deserves the highest praise, and
you come hack to your wives aud sweet
hearts conscious of having performed your
whole duly ns representatives of your
city. This splendid welcome of yours
here shows most conclusively that Virginia
responds to tho hospitality shown her
sons in Massachusetts, and that we are in
deed upon tlio threshold of anew cen
tury. I know you will excuse further re
marks just now, for I nm very tired though
very glad to see you all.
—
The End of the Universe.
A writerin the Portniijht'y Kfrieir makes
an effort to show that, although we can iu
no way time tho lx ginning of tho universe,
we have much evidence to shew that the
world began to solidify between ouo and
two hundred of millions of years ago, aud
that, though w<‘ can say nothing ns to the
end of the universe, the end of this earth,
and with it of consciousness upon the
earth, is as probable as scie.nco can make
anything. Tho reader will certainly net
lie tempted to patient reading by tho
gloomy conclusion that study of the origin
and probable destiny of tlio univerao is
useless, because we have from a scientific
point of view no data whatever to go upon:
"lu any cobc all we know is that the sun
is going out. If wo fall into the sun then
we shall be friod ; if we go away from tho
sun, or tho sun goes out, then we shall be
frozen. So that, so far as the earth is
concerned, we have no means of determin
ing what will bo the character of the end,
hut wo know that ouo of these two tilings
must take place in time. But in regard
to the whole universe, if wo were to travel
forward as wo have travelled backward in
time, consider tilings ns falling together,
wo should come finally to a great control
mass, all in one piece, which would send
out waves of heat through a perfectly
empty ether, and gradually cool itself
down. As this mass got cool it would be
deployed of all life or motion ; it would be
just a mere enormous frozen block in tlio
middle of other. But that conclusion,
which is like the one that we discussed
about the beginning of the world, is ouo
which we have no right whatever to rest
upon. It depouds upon the same assump
tion that the laws of geometry and me
chanics are exactly and absolutely true,
and that, they havo continued exactly and
absolutely true for ever and ever.”
4.
“GottVom Himmel! How is Bis?”
An ex-Yankee soldier (a German) em
ployed as a watchman iu ono of the gov
ernment departments, was recently taken
to task by tho head of the department for
living with a woman to whom he was not
married, while he had a wife and children.
He acknowledged the charges against him,
was sharply reprimanded, and was told
that such a gross violation of morality
would not bo permitted, nndj he must see
to it that he mended his ways. “O yah, I
vili make him all right. Bo help me gra
cious I make you no more (Doubles, und I
fix dis ding right avny queok.” His no
tion of “fixing the thing” was somewhat
peculiar, as tbs sequel will show. Con
ceiving the idea that ho had incurred the
displeasure of the head of the department
simply because lie had not married the
woman he wns living with, he “went on
top dcr City Hall und got a license,” and
calling upon a clergyman with the woman,
they were made one flesh. Ho returned
to the department, his face beaming with
a smile of triumph, and related his coup
d'etat, thinking that ho dad now “fixed de
ding” about right. A short timo after
wards he was thunder-struck on receiving
a notice of his summary dismissal. On
inquiry as to tho reason, he was told
that lie was discharged because in addition
to living in adultery with a woman, ho had
now added to his offence tho crime of big
amy. "Gottvom himmel, how is dis!”
said tho astonished watchman. "Ou tho
first time I vas told it vas wrong for mo to
live mit a voman’s inithout marying her,
and now I get my exohargo pooause I do
marry her I Any vay wot I do I makes my
self troubles all do time.” Under tho pe
culiar complications of tho case, however,
the department felt compelled to deny liis
1 prayer for reinstatement.
Wit and Humor.
Costly furniture -Indian bureaus.
Tho rival railroads will soon be issuing
chromes,
A Schenectady girl at spoiling school
sat down on pantaloons.”
At n rceont spelling match one man spolt
it. pasnip” and got boot.
No man can become thoroughly aeqtmin
od with hia family history without lull
ing for office.
The Snake Bun Academy is the linmo of
an Indiana school. Tho scholars must all
bo adders.
“Quills are things that nro sometimes
taken from tho pinions of one gooso to
spread tho opinions of another,
A Connecticut dentist has patented an
instrument for holding a woman’s tongue.
There’s millions in it.
Old gent "What do yon wear specs for,
boy?” Bootblack—“ Cos I puts such a shiny
shine on gentlemen’s boots it hurts my
eyes,"
A Western man, reading of a cricket club
in a New York paper, writes tho editor to
know if the club is good for any thiug for
grasshoppers
"What kind of sassages is them?” queri
ed an old lady of tlio young man of litera
ture and peanuts, as ho passed through the
train selling bananas.
"Mr. D. ,if you’ll get my oontdone
by Saturday, I shall be forever indebted to
yon.” “If that’s your game it won’t be
done,” said tlio tailor.
How a woman can keep ou talking while
she twists up her back lmir mid has her
month full of hairpins is a mystery no yet
explained.
An Illinois woman who wanted to go to
a masquerade party as Mary. Queen of
Boots, looked through tho Bible to ascer
tain how the character was dressed,
"Minnie, I’m in such a quandary; for if
I turn my back ou Charley ho becomes
offended at once, ami if 1 don’t lie can’t see
ray new buckle. What shall I do?"
Artists have adopted many emblems of
charity. We wonder if none of them over
thought of a piece of India-rubber, which
gives more than any other substance.
A kind-hearted, peace-loving Baltmore
man painted his front steps twenty-three
times trying to please his wife,and then sho
decided that the first oblor was tlio best.
Said one man to another. "If it was not
Sunday, how much would you take for
that lumber?” "If it wasn’t Sunday, I’d
toll you,” was tho very proper reply.
Why is a church bell more affable than
a church organ? Because one will go
when it is tolled, but tlio other will bo
“blowcd” first.
When they build a railroad the first
thing they do is to break ground. This
is often done with great ceremony. Then
they break tho stockholders. This is done
without ceremony.
When a boy falls and peals his nose,
tho first thing ho doosis to get lip and
yell. When a girl tumbles and hurts her
self badly, the first thing she does is to
get up aud look at her dress.
There is a truly model husband in Glas
gow, Ivy. He never allows his wife to do
more than half tho work. She puts up all
the canned fruit in summer and he puts it
all down iu the winter.
A boy who is not strong enough to spade
up a small onion hud butwoeu now ami
the Fourth of July, will dig over a ten acre
lot before breakfast looking for bait.
A Louiovillo man complained of marble
tablecloths at a restaurant. He said he
didn’t like to wipe his month with a
tombstone in the absence of a napkin.
As mi Irishman was on his way to work
the other morning ho picked up a fifty
cent stamp, at tho same time remarking,
“The in ly hard catches tlio vvurrum.’
Bmnrt hoy to liis elder sister—Mary,
give mo a hard word to spell.
Mary—Spoil “ kissing.”
Smart hoy—Ely ply—m-o-u-t-b—
--mouth. Give us auother.
A Newark girl hastened tlio departure
of a lingering gentleman caller the other
evening by remarking, as she looked out
of the window, “I think wo shall have a
beautiful sunrise.”
People with pure intentions should never
let tlicir gates swing across the sidewalk
at night. They arc very troublesome to
pilgrims who have to devote all tlicir gen
ius to their equilibrium.
Tho perverseness of the grasshoppers is
illustrated in the fact that they flew away
just about tho time it was discovered that
they could bo made into highly palatable
and nutritons soup.
A young lady, after reading attentively
the title of a novel called “The Last Man, ’
exclaimed, “Bless me, if snob a thing wore
ever to happen, what would become of the
woniC”.
“ I declare”said Susan, as she watched
the people coming into church “that man
looks l.koiv piece of dried beef.” “Hush!”
said sister, “it isn’t meet in you to talk so.”
A Newark gill hastened tho departure of
a lingering getlctnan caller tho other eve
ning by remarking as she looked out of
the window: “I think we shall have a beau
tiful sunrise.”
“Will you have asmall piece of the light
meat or a small piece of tlio dark?” asked
Bob’s uncle, us lie carved tlio turkey at
dinner. “I will take a large piece of both
answered Bob.”
If, says a contemporary, Brigliam Young
wore an additional“weod”on liis hat every
time he lost a wife or mother-in-law, it is
estimated liis hat would have to bo twenty
seven feet high.
Yet another warning. Joseph Bates, of
Vermont, falls dead while carrying in an
armful of wood. Show this paragraph to
your wife. Nay, cut it out and pin it to
the woodshed door,
A negro, expounding tlio Beecher scan
; dal, said lie believed Mr. Beecher was
] honest, but yet he was afraid tiiat when
I Beecher wrote the ragged edge letter lie
i was himself under tho delusion that he
j was guilty.
A young lady, after reading attentively
the title of a novel culled “The East Man,”
I exclaimed; “Bless me, if such a tiling were
ever to happen, what would become of
the women?” “What would become of tlio
poor men?” was the remark of an old
bachelor.
The Nevada ninnyhammer who has just
buried his wife in a silver coffin lias dono
a good deal of harm. Other women will
now feel that nobody cares a farthing for
them if they aro not laid away in the same
atvlo and they won’t put up with any of
your German yjy- Jifius, either.
, I
What Not to Do.
A farmor should not ho so land grasping
as to imperil tho title ef what he no owns,
in tlio attempt to possess all that joins
him.
lie should not attempt to cultivate more
than ho can attend to thoroughly, nor
keep more stock than he can food well.
lie should net put off his purchase of
any implements 1m needs, until the work is
mostly done that requires it.
lie should not let his stock run down in
winter so low that it takes all summer for
them to recruit.
lie should not go to sleep at night un
til Ids plan for the morrow’s work is thor
oughly matured, and his help acquainted
with their morning duties.
Ho should not allow his help to attempt
a job until he has made plain to them the
details of their work.
Ho should not require two many hours
labor of his moti, and should give them
some privileges aud tako an interest in
their welfare and prospects.
He should never give wny to pnssionnto
language when errors are committed. Vile
words never repair a fault and do not les
son the ehatice ot its repetition.
Finally, the fanner who makes a mild
decision the rule of his house, who plans
his business properly, has personal earn
of his work, is satisfied with small, sure
gains, will pass through life serenely and
leave a fair legacy to his children of world
ly goods, and better still nnduusulied rep
utation.
Gems of Thought.
Happy nro tho families where tho gov
ernment of parents is the reign of affec
tion, and tho obodioneo of tho children
tho submission of love.
It is by honest labor, manly courage,
and a conscience void of offence, that wo
assert our truo dignity and prove our hon
esty and respectability.
Our habitual life is like n wall hung with
pictures, which Ims boon shown on by tho
suns of many years ; take one of the pic
tures away, and it leaves a definite blank
space, to which our eyes can never turn
without discomfort.
NO. 10.
Talkers and fertile persons nro common
ly vain and credulous withal, for ho that
talkcth what he kuoweth will also talk
what he kuoweth not, therefore set it down
that a habit, of secrecy is both polite and
moral. | Bacon.
Don’t bo content with doing what
another has done—surpass it. Deserve
HUCOOHB, and it will ootno. Tho boy was
not horn a mail. The sun does not rise
like a rocket, or go down liko a bullet
fired from a gun ; slowly but surely it
makes its round, and never tires.
Aotino in Character.—"l say, girls,"
said a little, blue-eyed, flaxen-haired boy
on Several street yesterday, "let mo take
your candy and wo’ll all play chicken. ’’
"Is it nice?” inquired half a dozen six
year-olds, in chorus.
“Nice! you bet it is. Lot me show you.
Now, I’ll lay the candy down here on tho
stop, and you all go down tliero and corns
up when you hoar mo call liko a roos
ter.”
Tho girls retreated and gathered in a
group about fifteen feet off, while tho boy
got on liis knees, with his hand over tho
candy, and began to call and strut and
flap his arms liko a rooster's wings.
"Cluck, cluck, rat, tat, rap cluck,” and
all tho girls came running up and bent to
pick up the candy, when tho little fellow
opened liis month and took it in at ono
gulp.
"Oh, you mean boy,” they cried, “yon
have taken all our candy.”
“That’s cause I played rooster,” said
the boy; "roosters always calls the hens
up when lie finds a grain of corn, ami
then picks it up Inmaolf,” St. Joseph
Gazette.
A Fact Worth Putntino. —At a second
class hotel in Frankfort, Ky., a few days,
since, a h’ttie girl entered the bar-room,
and, in pjJU’ul tones, told tho bar-keeper
that her mother hud sent her there to get
ton cents.
“Ten cents ? ” said the bar-keeper.
"Yes sir. ”
"What does your mother want of ten
cents ? I don’t owe her anything.”
“Well,” said tlio child, "father spends
all his money hero for rum, and wo havo
had nothing to eat to-day.' Mother wants
to buy a loaf of broad. ”
A loafer suggested to the bar-hccpor to
kick the brnt. ouh
"No,” said the bar-keeper, "I’ll givo
her mother tho money, mid if her father
comes bock again I’ll kick him out.”
Buc.li a circumstance never happened be
fore, and may nover happen again. Hu
manity owes that bar-keeper a vote of
tlmuks, ’
A Beautiful Thought.—When tho
summer of youth is slowly wasting away
on the nightfall of ago, dud the shadow of
tho path becomes deeper and deeper, and
life wears to its close, it is pleasant to look
through tho vista of time upon tho sorrows
and felicities of our earlier years. If wo
have a homo to shelter and hearts to re
joice with us, and friends have been gath
ered around onr firesides, and the places
of wayfaring will havo been worn and
smoothed away in the twilight of life, tho
many dark spots wo have passed through
will grow brighter and more beautiful.
Happy, indeed, are tlioso whoso inter
course with the world lias not changed
tho tone of their holier feeling or broken
tlioso musical chords of tho heart whoso
vibrations are so melodious, so tender and
so touching in tho evening of their life.
■ ♦♦
A young and pretty netress, now play
ing in Baltimore, made a startling experi
ment a few weeks ago. Sho was desirous
of changing the color of her hair, hut sho
thought sho would try tho effect first on
her brother. Accordingly sho persuaded
that trusting schoolboy to offer up his
locks as a sacrifice on tho altar of femi
nine vanity. At latest accounts liis hair
was an awful und unnatural red, and its
growing lengtos presented a combination
of brown ami Vermillion dreadful to wit
ness. Ho went out to piny marbles tho
other day, was persecuted by his fellows,
and came home in tears. His mother —an
actress of renown—was highly indignant.
"You may do what you will yourself,” she
said tragically to her daughter, "but you
shall not mutilate m.V boy.”
Tho West is tho land of enterprise, even
in burglary. Tho most business-like
thief lately on record is tho cool and calcu
lating person whom a young lady recently
found late at night holding a bottle of
chloroform under her mother’s nose. Bo
far from exhibiting any signs of discomfit
ure, ho assumed a professional air and said
in reply to the daughter’s question as to
what bo was doing, that her mother was
‘‘doing well, and would now bo all right.
She evidently doubted him as a practition
er, and ho apparently shared in her mis
givings, for when she screamed, he aban
doned his patient suddenly and forever.
Moral, don’t scream at your burglar be
fore you havo onughthim.
“No, gentlemen of the jury,” thunder
ed an eloquent advooate the other day in
a Denver court, "this matter is for his
! honor to decide, who sits tliero sleeping
Iso beautifully.,’His honor opened both
eyes and liis mouth, and said, "All owing
I to your narcotic speech, sir,"