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J. M. Shaw and J. W. Strickland.
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A BLACKSHEAR LODGE NO. 270, F. & A. M.
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will ne held on the first and third Fri¬
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PROFESSIO NAL CAR DS.
w. R. PHILLIPS,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
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A. E. COCHRAN,
ATTORNEY AT LVW,
Blackshear, Ga.
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Ware, Pierce, Wayne, Camden, Coffee, Appling and
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Blackshear, Ga.
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Blackshear, Pierce Co., Ga.
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Blackshear, Ga.
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Jcdup, Ga.
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E- Z. BYRD, Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. IV.
The Yorktown Centennial Ode.
I.
Hark, hark ! down tko century’s long-reaching
slope
To those transports of triumph, those raptures
of hope,
The voices of main and mountain combined
In glad resonance borne ou^he ^ wing of the
The bass of the drumwnd ~ the trumpet that
thrills
Through the multiplied echoes of jubilant hills,
*- "«“ — ■">«»> ’*»
Which the breath of «.mo eplcndid cnch.n
tress ias kissed,
Reveal on the ocean, reveal on the shore
l’hc proud pageant ot conquest that graced
them of yore,
When blended forever in tyve as in farao
See, the standard which stole from the star
light its fame,
And type of all chivalry, glory, romance,
the fair lilies, t’no luminous lilies of Franco.
II.
Oh stubborn the strife ere the conflict was
won !
And the wild whirling war wrack half-stifled
the sun,
►jhe thunders of cannons that boomed on the
lea
But re-echoed for thunders pealed up from the
Where guarding his sea-lists, a knight on the
waves,
Bold De Grasse kept at hay the bluff bulldogs
of Graves, 1 \
The day turned to darkness, the night turned to
fire,
Still more fiercer waxed the combat, more
deadly the ire .j I
U ndimmed by the gloom, in majestic advance,
Oh behold where they ride o'er the rod battle
tide,
Those banners united in love as in fame,
The bravo standard which drew from the star
bci^ps their flame. “
And type *f all chivalry, glory, romance,
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies ot France.
III.
No respite, no pome; by the York’s tortured
flood J
The gray Lion of England is writhing in blood.
Cornwallis may chafe and coarse Tarleton aver
As ho sharpens his broadsword and buckles his
spur,
•This blade, which so often has reaped rebels
like erain,
Shall now harvest for death the rude yeoman
again.”
Vain boast; for ere sunset he’s flying in fear,
With the rebels he scouted close, close in his
rear,
The French on his flank hurl such volleys of
shot
That e’en Gloucester’s rodoubt must be grow¬
ing too hot.
Thus wedded in love as united in fame.
Lo! the standard which stole from the star¬
light its flame,
And type of all chivalry, glory, romance,
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies of France
IV.
Oh morning appear! when the siege* reached
its close;
8ee ! the sundawn outblown like the alchemist’s
rose!
The last wreath of smoke from dim trenches
Upcurled
Are transformed to a glory that smiles on the
world:
Joy, Joy 1 Save the wan, wasted front of the
foe,
With his battle flags furled and his arms trail
ing low.
Respect for the brave ! In grim silence they
vield
And in silence they pass with bowed head from
the field.
Then triumph transcendent ! so Titan of tone
That some lowed it must startle King George
on his throne.
V.
When Peace to her own time the pulse of the
lan<1 >
And the war weapon sank from the war-wearied
hand,
Young Freedom upborne to the height of the
K oai
She had yearned for so long with deep travail
of soul,
A song of the future raised, thrilling and
clear,
Till the woods leaned to hearkeu, the hill slopes
to hear,
Yet fraught with all magical grandeurs that
gleam
On the hero’s high hope, or the patriot’s
dream,
What futnre, though bright, in cold shadow
shall cast
The stem beauty , ... that , halos , the . brow of , tbe
v part.
wo-idal iu lore, as united ia tune,
See the htandar'l which stole fmmthe -Urlight
. iu flame.
v.idiyp* of all chivalry, glory, roaaace,
The .'air lilim, f», luminous lid* of France.
Th Tn# 1 Aun cl* , tv v nt of ^ tii* UfKiQ and tfa*
itlanMc n, distilled aatef tietuir as
1 *he former is M3 and latter
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BLACKSHEAR, GA., NOV. 17, 1881.
THE TURCO OF THE COMMUNE.
A War ttketch. Translated from the French
ot Alphonse Dtiudot.
He was a little drummer belonging to
th9 native sharpshooters. His name
▼ aS Kadour. He came from the tribe
of Djendel, and was one of that handful
?^,^ mto 1 Pans ir co . s ^ho the had train thrown of the themselves of
in army
} mo * T ’ He . had . through the en- 5
5?^ 8tto k 8
drum), U ' could so quickly, hit so restlesslv bim that the
a 8 not . But wheu
winter came on, this little piece of
African bronze, reddened in the tire of
canister shot, was unable to bear the
nights of guard duty and motionless
ness in the snow; so, one January morn
ing, they found him on the bank of the
Marne, twisted by the Jcold, and with
his feet frozen. .He remained a long
while in the hospital. It was there I
saw him for the first time.
Sad and patient like a sick hound,
the Turco looked around him with
great, gentle eyes. When addressed,
he smiled and showed his teeth. This
was all he could do, for our language
was unknown to him and he with diffi¬
culty spoke the Sabir, that Algerian
dialect composed of Provencal Italian
and Arabic, made np of variegated
words gathered like shells all along the
Latin seas.
To amuse himself Kadour had only
his derbonka. From time to time,
when he grew too impatient, it was
brought t© his bed an;! he was per¬
mitted to play on it, but not too loudly,
because of the other sick men. Then
his poor dark face, so dull, so faded
looking amid the yellow daylight and
the somber winter landscape visible
without, grew animated, grimaced and
followed all the phases of the music.
Now he sounded the charge and the
Hash of his white teeth gave place to
wild laughter; n<*v his eyes moistened
at some Mussulman strain; his nostrils
dilated, and amid the nauseous odor of
the hospital, the vials and the com
he again saw the groves.of
Blidah loaded with oranges and the
young Moorish girls coming from the
bath enveloped in white and perfumed
with vervain.
Two months passed thus. Many
things had happened in Paris during
those two months, but Kadour sus¬
pected nothing. He heard the returning
army, weary and disarmed, pass be¬
neath his windows; later he heard the
cannon dragged about, rolled from
morning until evening; then the tocsin,
the cannonade. He understood noth¬
ing of oil this, except that the war was
yet in progress and that he could now
join the fray, since his limbs were cured.
He departed, his drum on his back, in
quest of his company. He did not
search long. Home communists
who were passing took him to the place.
After much questioning, as he could
draw nothing from him but unintelli
gible phrases, the general in command
gave him ten francs and an omnibus
horse and attached him to his staff.
There was a little of everything in
those staffs of the commune, red coats,
Polish cloaks, Hungarian jackets, inn¬
rings’ blouses, gold, velvet, spangles
and lace. With his blue vest, eru
broidered with yellow, his turban and
his derbonka, the Turco completed the
masquerade. Filled with joy at finding
himself in such fine company, intoxi
caked by the sunlight, the cannonade,
the noise of the streets, the confusion
of weapons and uniforms, persuaded, in
addition, that it was the war against
Prussia which was continuing with
he knew not what accession of life and
freedom, this unconscious deserter
joined innocently in the great Parisian
ri 0 t and wag a celebrity of the moment,
Evervwhere upon his passage the com
muni'sts received him with acclamations
and feted him. The commune was so
proud to possess him that it displayed
him, billed him, wore him like a eock
ade. Twenty times a day the Place
sent him to the Guerre, the Guerre to
the Hotel de Villa. It had been so ex¬
tensively said that the communists’
marines were counterfeit marines, their
artillerists counterfeit artillerists. At
least this man was, without doubt, a
genuine Turco. To be convinced of it
hod only to glance at that wide
awake face of a yonng ape and all the
movements of tba at little body
agitating itself upon the huge omnibus
horse as in the whirls of the Arab rviau fap- iai mi ,„
tania. . tasia. •
Something, however, was wanted to
00m P ^ ^ Kadour e happiness. He
wished to fight to make the powder
^ nforinnately, under the
tbti
seldom went into the tire. When
Iph, *'“«*#•* th* iuifmg Ui,m or par
h poor Itiroo j«* od hi» time
in the Place Vendome or in the court
yards of the ministry of war,
di .ordered camp* full of cs.ks
Subscription, $1.00 per Year.
NO. 30.
of heads brandy, always on tap, of hogs¬
of bacon with the heads knooked
out, of feasts in the open air at which
was again felt all the hunger of the
siege. Too good a Mussulman to par¬
ticipate in these orgies, Kadour kept
away from them, sober and tranquil,
made his ablutions in a corner and
then, supped on a handful of coarse meal;
after a little air on his derbonka, he
rolled himself in his bonrnous and fell
asleep upon a step by the light of the
bivouacs.
One morning in the month of May
the Turco was awakened by a terrible
fusillade. The ministiy was'iu corhmo
tion, everybody was running, fleeing,
he did like the rest
leaped npon his horse and followed the
staff. The streets were full of wild bu¬
gle blasts and battalions fleeing helter
skelter. People were tearing up the
pavements and erecting barricades. Ev¬
idently something extraordinary was
going on. The nearer one approached
the quai the more distinct became the
fusillade, the greater the tumult. Upon
the Pont do la’ Concorde Kadour lost
the staff. A little further on his horse
was taken from him; it was for a kepi,
with eight gold cords, in a great hurry
to see what was passing at the Hotel de
Ville. In a state of fury the Tureo be¬
gan to run in the direction of the con¬
flict. As he ran he loaded his chusse
pot and said, between his teeth :
“ Macach bono, BrissieuI” as in his
view it was the Prussians who had just
entered the city. Already the balls
whistled about the obelisk and among
the foliage of the Tuileries. At the
barricade of the Rue de Rivolt the
avengers of Flourens hailed him: “ Ho!
Turco! Turco!” But twelvo of them
were left, and Kadour alone was worth
an entire army.
Standing upon the barricade, proud
and gaudy and as a flag, he fought with
leaps cries beneath a storm of can¬
ister shot. At one moment ti e cur
tain of smoke which rose from the street
parted a little between two cannonades
and allowed him to see the red panta
loons massed in the Champs Elysees.
Then everything was confused
He thought he had been mistaken, and
made his powder talk in its loudest
tones.
Suddenly the barricade grew silent.
The last artillerist had jnst fled, after
firing his final shot. The Turco did
not stir. In ambush, ready to leap, he
firmly fixed his bayonet and awaited
the Amid pointed helmets. The line arrived.
the hollow tramp of the charge
the officers called out:
“Surrender!”
For a moment the Turco was stupe¬
fied, then he sprang forward, his gnn in
the air.
“ Bono, bono Francese!” cried he.
Vaguely, the in liis wild way, he thought
this was army of deliverance, of
Faidharbe or Chanzy, which the Paris¬
ians had expected for so long. Hence
how happy he was, how he laughed at
them, showing all his white teeth. In
an instant the barricade was stormed,
Cadour was surrounded and seized.
His “Showyour gnu.” still
gun was warm.
“ Show your hands.”
His hands were black with powder.
The Turco showed them proudly, still
laughing. Then he was pushed against
a wall and ram went a bayonet.
He died without understanding why
they killed him.
Romance and Reality.
City editor reading: “The night had
draped its folds around the dark and
steely waters; the lights of the distant
city glimmered on the brink; naught
was heard save the churning of the pad
dies as the ferryboat Fulton plowed her
way across the dark and threatening
tide. There were but few passengers,
weaned men returning to their we 1 won
rest; .hollow-eyed girls, exhausted with
their daily toil m the close and fetid
rooms of some city workshop One
figure was seen to move restlessly to
and fro, Lis hat drawn firmly down over
his wild and hopeless eyes. Suddenly
he darted from the cabin, gave one last
look on sea and sky There was a
plunge and all was still.’ City editor:
“Jim, tins is all very fine, but it’s not the
way we do it on this paper Just say,
Last evening as the Fulton was
making her 9 o clock trip a man
ently about forty years of age jumped
from her deck mto the river. He was
fished out by deck hand Smith and
handed over to the police. -Ani/reus
i * aar -
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“Engineer, is that boiler perfectly
safe?” asked an apprehensive paasen
ger, glanciDg at the machinery suspi
cionsly. “ Perfectly, said.the engm
e«r. “How do you know?’ “Lamest
ll Jing in tbe world, he relumed; “ I
plugged up the first crack in r last
week myself, end the new crack ain’t
more u two dayn old/
The annual raioin production of C»!*
ilotui* amounU to about O’Z.UOO boxes
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THE FAHM AND HOUSEHOLD.
A Tonic far Fowls
During the winter season it will be
found a very good plan, twice or thrice
a week, to drop an even spoonful of
common cayenne pepper into say two
gallons of water given to the fowls for
their daily drink. This is a good tonic,
and it works very kindly toward warm¬
ing the blood on chilly days. Another
excellent provision is to place at the
bottom of the pail or vessel containing
their drink a bit of assafetida. This
impregnates the fluid with its tonic
qualities and it is very wholesome for
fowls in the wintry days.
Sams Advnntncra of the Milo.
A silo properly constructed will not
burn up, rot down, blow over or wash
away. It will require no insurance and
need no repairs. It can be filled in
any state of the weather. If farm¬
ers are driven out of the harvest field
on account ....... of the wet they employ ,
cau
their time in filling a silo. A great
variety of substances can be preserved
in a silo that cannot be cheaply dried
►o as to insnre their preservation.
During many seasons it is extremely
difficult to cure fodder so that it will
not lose its leaves and become black.
It is difficult to dry corn fodder so as
to insnre the preservation of the stalks
without causing the leaves to become
very bard and crisp. When clover is
dried in the hot sunshine a large pro¬
portion of the juices it contains passes
off by evaporation. They may be per¬
ceived in the air a mile away. Every
chemist and physician knows that
plants dried in the open air and under
a hot sun lose many of their most valu¬
able properties. All know that the
valuable properties of fruits and vege¬
tables are better preserved by the pro¬
cess of canning than by that of drying.
Ensilage is much more easily digested
than dry fodder. It will be eaten by
all kinds of animals at an earlier age.
It requires less mastication .—Chicago
Times.
1MIH*i
Milk Toast.— Cut your bread rather
thick, about three-quarters of an inch,
allowing a slice for each person ; toast
it quickly before a bright fire to a rich
brown ; dip lightly into boiling water;
butter each slice and pile into the bowl
it is to be served in ; for five persons
take a quart of milk, boil with a tea¬
spoonful of salt, and when at the full
boil add a heaping teaspoonful of
butter, creamed with a light one of
flour; stir the milk until it is as thick
as cream ; pour over the toast and
immediately.
Pish-Pash on Mutton. —Take
lean mutton, cut it in small pieces with¬
out any fat or gristle, boil it down into
a nice broth. Then take out the meat.
Wash a teacnptnl of rice nicely, and boil
it for a little while in the broth until
it begins to look transparent. All
grease to be skimmed off. Then take a
mutton chop or two, take out the bone,
cut in dice. Boil the whole together
with a whole onion and a little pepper
and salt for a quarter of an hour. Serve
without straining. The same receipt
does for beef, chicken, turkey or rabbit.
Chocolate Puffs. —Beat stiff the
whites of two eggs, and l eat in gradu¬
ally one-half pi nnd powdered sugar;
scrape fine one ounce and a half pre¬
pared cocoa, dredge it with flour, mix¬
ing in the flour well ; add this gradu
SlSiSS
a pan wlth a sheet Q f white paper ‘a'red ;
place on it thin Bpot8 of
Hllgar about the size of a dollar#
Pile a portion of tbe chocolate mixture
on top o£ eacb 8moothing witb a knife
wet in col(1 mt sift a little Hngar %
over Bake in a qnick oven a f w
mitmteH . When cold loosen them from
tbe per witIl a broad knife .
Cooking Peaks, -The usual way to
cook pears for pickling is to make the
fiyrn p tbe of vinegar, sugar and spices, and
drop is tender fruit into it and boil it until it
. Bat if tbe pear# { are large *
and bard the Hvra bo l8 a d
there j B danger of the outside of the
ttha becoming while too soft to keep f, its
tbe inner t iB ati too
hard . These diffie)1 ities may be done
away with by 6imp ^ j v 8teami ng *j the pears £h
unli j yon can pie them ea w a
and broom-splint. dro Then have the syrnp J ^ hot
tbem in and let thtm co e to
&holl These pickles will keep in un¬
Ied jan> but ^ if have plenty of
ean8 ue(J tberD) pick i eM t bat are
canned certainly retain a peculiar fresh
nejw ’
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There is nothing in all the earth tbat
ycm and j can do / or t be dead,
T beJ are Wecan past our help and past our
praiHe> add to them no glory
_ They We can give to them no immortality.
do not need us, but forever and
forevermore we need them.-Jamee A.
(krfiild
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; teports are not written cattle-