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Hamilton, N. I‘. ■rbef--v la' Saturday, ■vi.-ai-', 441 list — \ L K p, 'V, l„ Andrews, Rh Saturday. His. 544 dint —Asti Wright, ■p, Nowed, N. P. 4tli H- inti —\V. H. Simpson, ■A. Martin. N !’• Friday ■d Sdnrday. .mI .list—A.. 4- ■,|. I’.. K J. Mason, X. P. ■t. ll'l!Ii .list J. N. H C. [[-.rim. \ !> ■ihv. ■ 550th die— T. C. Bur ■. M Posey. N P Fri- 3rd Saturday. ■ ni.vieii'Ai.. ■ Smith, Mayor. ■ COUNCIL. ■r K i» Herrin S A Townley liSD DtPARTURK OF TRAIN Hon Suwannee, 5 5u p. m Hr Suwannee, 7 a- m. Hand DEPART! RK OK S’A Ilf ■i-.Vrrives 12 in, d ’partA Hit ami Thursday. itiK, —» Departs Gam ar- Hlnii.j and Thursday. Hi-Arrives 10 a m, de- H-Paily. Hotr.—Arrives 12 in., de ■o • .i.oOily urn) Saturday ■ W H. lIAKVKY, P. Ik H churches H : JI. I! Ilarn lt, pastor H: Sunday H-itv M 1 1 Turner Pastor ami 2nd Sundays. A T Patlillu, Supt Hit at 3 pm J F Met lelland, and4th Sundays I K Poll'll. Supt y.3i) a nr H fraternal, ■ t: " L ' l.oO.iK.—J ■ "', s A Uuiruod, S W„ ’• 'i" 's on Tuesday lull iii.h.ll in each ■j"»>mit, No H A ■“'.'dp, a T Pattillo ■ ‘'"lay be I ore the eaeii month. ■; : x. i„ ■'-’ . I. Hie |at ■ lr ' h an«lNMt*n:l«r. iksrj.. W' located in win I eii.i' Ts hiii profession a S' Mr| »" t" tIH-citizens ' wtuuu calls will lie ,f r '‘'snli'in .. a! tile resi I i ; i on the Hurricane I '•VKtiLASSES Weak eye® pi’s I Eye Salve I 11 ■ : cinctlj for I &K& ■ I1( ; aeh «i and ■ 1( ' ltl ? qaick H e " :i ‘l per ■‘“anew I core ft£c*£ p! ,t-n Huo.im 1 leers, 1 , Sir- Hiicmn ■" '| M , 'leiinination ■ ' "»> be used I^T^ON. ft I H ' sl . Turk, LKH M. PEEPLES, Propriety r VOL XV. EDITORIAL BREVITIES. Mr. Cleveland will soon air him. self behind his long-tail horses. Nevei judges man by I.i< sail ry. And never ju !ge his salary by his airs. Our years, our debts, eur ene mies are always more numerous than we imagine, The A’orthern press alludes to Colquitt as a pteacher. Well, he is r.ot muclt of a preacher : is the negroes say, a sorter ‘vorter.’ Canada can get rid of her Riel rebellion cheap. A detec'ive of Montreal oilers to deliver Lewis dead or alive for ten thousand dollars. Our Atlanta correspondent more than intimatos that the ma chinery of the ring is being pre pared for use m tbe gubernatorial campaign in Georgia. A law firm in A 7 ew York is get-, ting much free advertising through tbe journals of the day, to the effect that “Chef will have a desk in their office. “CTet” is tut a lawyer, not much of an attorney. It has already been given out antboritively that Mr. Cleveland will not be a junketing President. Consequently he will net permit H. 1 Kimball & Co. to show him around at their hoodoo. A Vermont paper says of Min ister Phel) s : “He holds the rib bons with a gentlemanly skill.’’ Col. Iky Bull is also a coachman. He served under that eminent hostler, Col. De Lancy Kane. Princess Alexandra may wear tbe greet all over Ireland, but she will perhaps fail to find any thing gr«en in the eyes of the Irish peasantry. Smuggling is the best paying indastry along the frontier of the United States and Mexico. It is claimed that ten times as much is smuggled into Mexico as into the United States. An Aptil fool joke was given out from IV*w Orleas that the old ’’lib erty bell.” hud been stolen from the Exposition. It was heart rending to the Yankee Republican l harisees. Rev. Sam Jones is receiving much free advertising and uncall for abuse of late. The trouble with him, is that ke’sir ike habit c.f speaking the truth - TTtisjis as un popular as usual. The Pittsburg Times says: •‘Ferdinand Ward is a scoundrel whose coolness would chill an icicle.” Ferdy ra/her warmed up tbe Marine Bank and its deposi tors and customers, and found a cocl pard in Col, Fish. Wide attention has been called the past winter to the wretche > ness of some of the canned food that is put upon t e market, and no less than ten State Leg slatures are said to be considering bills upon tbe subject. Why tne mugw umps kick up so over //iggins ia explained, Higgins says: “When I have got througL with the infernal revenue office you will feel as if and elephant had stepped on you.” The mug wumps are also whisky ringers. It i- already proposed to pea - sion the Grart family. His widow will, no doubt, be put upon the growing civil pension list, but if Fred’s, Buck’s and Jesse’s rich wives won’t support them then they should be allowed to work like other American citizens Higgins’ good qual ; ties are be ginning to show ou . There is no telliDg bui that he will soon be the most popular clerk in Wash ington especially with the ladies Gen. Logaij might get a posi tion as secoi d mate on a Missis sippi steamboat. His eloquent profanity an^ 1 al ime would make the roustabouts hustle beautifully Su'livan and Ryan want -ome secluded place in which to have their great light. 7’hey will have to go away to Montana, as they canbotoh'ain police promotion in Macon. THE EDITOR SLEEPS. UIS DR HAM. Once upon a time a v llago edi tor sji in iiis qi iet sanctum in .lustrums!v f>, tilting iLopoliiical editorials in bis city exchanges At lenght that which he read began tohavesits legitimate effect; the editor nodded once, twice, thrice ; his eves close; the city dui ly fell from his nerveless fingers, and three flies lit upon his bowed Inii.l and balu - end all, swung cor uers, crossed over, and prome naded all around, to ilie music of the rythmical editoria 1 snoi e. The village editor was asleep ; and sleeping, the village editor dream ed. I/e sat at his desk with wearv fingers and aching head. The fast local item had gone in*o type, the last inside reading notice had been set up, and the youngest ap ptentice stood grimly by, with lines of itrpat'ence upon his brow and a daub of iuk under his left eye, waiting for copy. Suddenly there was a slip without, the door opened, a man entered, and fak ing a vacant chair in front ol the editor’s desk, to whica the editor has politely called his M ention, and said: “My dear sir, my name is John W. Smith. I am a subsciber to y< nr paper, as you well know, and being in tow n io-day, I thought I would takti the opportunity to cail and tell you that I liked your paper all but one thing. You don't print enough mallei on the tariff question. Poetry and sto ries and funny paragraghs and local items may do well enough to till up a paper with in ordinary times, but just now - the country is awake to tbe tariff question, and if you want to keep your paper alive, you’ve got to give jour sub scribers light on the tariff. You should not have less than three columns of editorial and five ex tracts oa the tariffin every issue. That’s all I’ve got to say, and I hope you’ll bear it in mind, By the wav I owe you two year’s sub scription. and one of these days I’ll call in and pay it. Don’t fore get to let yourself loose on the tariff; goodslye. /s Hie man who wanted light on tbe tariff passed out, a little nevotts looking person came in and took the vacant chair. “Ah,” he said, with a little smile hat didn’t look strong enough to be out, ‘ ah, my dear man, I see vo i are absorbed in thought as an editor always should bf, And, that r minds me that you are neg lecting—almost totally negleciing science. Too much of politics too much of politics, my dear man; your paper will never grow in cir culation while you neglect science for politics. You slould devote not less than foui columns a week to science. Tha ’s all I came tc sav. Be in some day and pay you my subscriptiou. Good day; Dut don't forget to give us plenty of science.” The footsteps of the man who wanted science had not gone be yond the editor’s hearing wuea a third visitor entered and took the vacant chair as if he was accustom ed to sit in it. “I am sorry that you are nelect ing politics just at this important period,” he said kindly but gravely. “You should strive tc keep the vi tal principles of our party con stantly before the people. I like your paper all but its lack iu this respect, and some day, per haps at the beginning of next year, I will subscribe for it. I see it new every in Brown’s office. If you write tbout five columns of fresh p lifical editorials every week you’d see your paper going right up in circulation. That’s what I told Browu ye* ter dry, and he agreed with me. A story and a scientific article oecasiouady, and a lliitle local matter and some murriage and deatu notices to pierse the women are wel 1 enough, hut I can tell you that a country paper to amouu- to anything ard have, any influence, has got to be full on political matters, That’s all 1 want to say now, When yon want any points on politics I’ll be glad to help y.u out And by lie way, don’t forget that I’m a OUR OWN SECTION—WF. LABOR FOR ITS ADVANCEMENT LAWRENCEVILLE, GA. APRIL 21 1886. candidate for tbe Legislature i good day.” Tbe r.ext visitor who look the vac mt chair that sat in front of the vllsge editor’s desk, ppoke as follows: “I stepped in toxday to tell you that I do not want your paper any longer. In some respects it is a good paper, but j oil do not print enough news matter. You should have a full page ot news at least. I don t care anything about your protective tariff and your tariff for revenue only, or eiij thing of that sort. I want the news when I take the paper. I want a full account of the murders and suicides and railroad collisions and divorce cases. Don’t seud the paper any longer. I’ll come in and pay you what I owe jou wkfn I have sold my corn. Good day.” »rd then there came a light step at the door, and a person wearing a severe ceun emnce, and a shawl, came in and took the va cant chair. “I am very sorry, he said, in measured tones, and with a fixed and critical stare at the end of the editors no-e--I am very sorry to notice that you are giving in your columns so little attention to the cause of prohibition—the noble cause of prohibition. You must rouse yourself upou this great question, and give yotr readers a page of it weekly. I nm not a subscriber to your paper, but I borrow it every week from my i.t ig ilur a..u I loau him the Ban ner cf Truth <T; exchange. So you will observe that I have been one of your faitful readers, an 11 know just where you fall short es mak ing a good newspaper. I will leave you a few tracts from which you should make lioeral extracts from time to time. You will no tice that this one entitled 'Dash ihe Gup Away 1’ is written by mjstlf. You are at liberty lo print it in full. And when I come across anything particularly good in the Banner of Truth I’ll cut it out and send it around to you. You have a gtand opportunity to make your paper grow in circulation and in fluence, and I hope you will come boldly to tbe front on the light '•ourse aud no longer continue to devote your valuable space to trivial matters. By the way, have you a few exchanges that you are done with. Ah, that will do: thanks. Good day.” Ac the door the man in the shawl passed a person with a mer ry twinkle in his eyes. “I like your paper—it is first rate,” he said, as he dropped into the vseant chair, “except that it does not con lain humor enough. Why don’t you fill her full of jokes and briguf things by the funny fellows and make your readers laugh 1 don’t care a cent for those political editorials and those scientific artrcles, and thai stuff about the tariff you print. That puts me to sleep. Give us a plenty of jokes co shake a man's liver up and let the tariff take care of itself. That’s alf. Be into see you again when /'ve more lime ; ta, ta.” The next person who took the vacant chair had a countenance as a second • nand-hearse. He didn't look as if he had smiled more than once in five years, and the village editor took him for an undertaker who wanted to advertise a patent embalming process and pay in trade. “Sir,” said the solemn man, after a silence that became very painful to the village editor, “I am griev ed to notice the tome of levity that has recently pervaded the columns of your paper and I am compelled to ask you on that account to take my name off your list. You seem to forget that this is a world ot calamity and woe and that a spir it of levity in the press is uLseern iy, and tends to draw attention from the solem realities of life and the near proximties of death. Last week you declined to publish my article entiled ‘Reflections on the Grave, alleging that you did not have room for it, and then gave up marly a column of your par dr to frivolous jokes. Ido not intend to read anything light this year. Tbat is all I have to say ; good afternoon. The door closed behind the solems man au.t then softly open ed again to admit a dreamy-eyed man with a poetic brow, and gen eral expression that seemed to in. dieate that he wanted some th'ng tnat be had never had and never expeeted to have. “I merelj came in to remark,’ be began, as he took the vacant chair, “that you ure sadly neglects ing the literary department of your paper. I not only have no ticed it mjßelf, but several of* my friends bars crflled atteu/ion to it You should by all means ruu a continued story aud have from two to three short stories in each issue Good stories is tbe thing that is wanted to make a village paper popular. Every body you ask will tell yon that. A little news and some local ma/; er and the marriage and denibs, should be printed, of course ; but you shoaldn’t let anything crowd ou/ the stories. I don’t take your paper, but nty brother-in law does and I borrowed it of him. I have in/ended for sometime to mention the matter to you, but could never think of it when 1 was in town be fore. If you ihink that these sug gestions are of any value to you, you may send me your paper gra tuiously for a year.. Allow me to bid you good day, sir.” Tbe dreamy-eyed man went out as softly as a sixty days’ note falls dus, and a moment iatei another style of person dropped into the vacant chair, and spoke thus in tones that were sharp and quick : *‘l don’t think that 1 shall take your paper another year. You are not making \t as good a paper as you should with your oportuni ties. You are not giving your readers enough local matter. Los cal matter should be the chief feature of the village paper.. Ev erything else should be made to give way to local matter. A sto ry now and then, when you have plenty of room, a d a bit of poes try to please the young folks w'.o are in love, and a little news matter are well enough, but if you waM to make a village paper a success, you’ve got to let yourself out on local matter. Give the news of your own community and let the big dailies take care of /he rest of world. And by the wiy, if you are a little short of local mat ter this week you can say that I have invented and patented one of meet common-sense churns that has ever been intro duced to the people of this State. I’ll be M again in the course of a few weeks and will then pay you my sub sciipiion for last year ; good day The village editor was just sliding under the table, a crushed and mentally demoralized man, to hide hie head in despair, or the waste rasket. or in both, when a loud knock at the outer door brought him from his dreams to his waking senses. “//ow are you old fellow V' cri ed a cheery voice, and the Old Subsciber from up the creek too* the village editor by the hand w.th a hearty grasp, and shook a pain into the editor’s shoulder-blade. And then the Old Subscriber frem up the creek seated himself in. the vacant chair and merrily spoke thus : Well, old boy, you’re just giv ing us the very best papar we ev er had. A good story every week, some poetry to please ihe women folks, a column or two of fresh humor to make us laugh and keep our livers running on regular scheduls time, just enough of poli tics, all the news that is worth a busy mao s time to read, every im portant local event written up. in breezy, icadable style, and adver tisements of a/1 the public sales *nd of the stores and shops that offer us bargains. Yes, sir ; your paper is good enough for me— worth twice what you ask—and I want to pay yon a year’s subscip tion for myself, and here are four dollars more, for which you may send your paper to my son out West, and danghther down South, for they both like to get th« news from the old home, and you give mor of it in one issue of your paper than 1 could write in twen ty letters. That's all I’ve got to say to-day. Come cut and see me when / begin |o make cider and bring a jug along if you've got one add if you haven’t, I’ve got one to lend you ; good bye.. And the Old Subscriber from up the creek went out with a smile upon his face that began just be low his left ear and spread leis urely about over his face and then quietly meandered back to tbe place of beginning. Tbe village editor was about to pinch himself to see whether he waa awake or not, when the cry of •copy !’’ came to his ears, and then he didn't think it neccessary to pinch himself. He only folded up three crisp two-doll»r bills and put :hem in bis pocket with the beautiful thought that this world in which we live is rot so bad a world as some folks dream it is A WIFE'S DEVOTION. Several years ago when Judge S., then of the superior Joint, was holding his court atForsy.h, Mon roe county, Georgia resident of (iwinneit county, were brought before him charged with horse stealing. The case against the two men was plain indeed. Tho old mau from whom the horse was stolen with his wife and daughter wore introduced and each in their turn on the stand swore strong aud strikingly alike as to tho the theft the indenity of the horse and of .both men. Absolutely nothing rebuttal could be produced by the counsel for the defense except the testi mooy of h woman, the young; wife of one of the prisoners, and the daugh/erjof the old man from whom the horse was stolen. Her story as told to her attorney, was so strange and unreasonable that he begged she would not go to the stand with it, fearing its effect upon both judge and jury. To the pleading of the lawyer she turned a deaf bar, and rising without be ing bid said aloud, "My innocent bus band s liberty is at s'ake, I must I will speak for him.” Judge S, who up to this time, had not noticed the woman now, owing to her manner of speech and seem ingly intense sympathy and love for her husband called her to the stand. Kuling. “sue could testify in behalf of husbands brother and make a statement” for the bus • band. The Bible was handed to her and she kissed with a smack that might have been heard a block away. Then removing from her head its old shaker «overiiig, and very careful ly unwinding a much worn and tatteied Gwineot red shawl which she helj in her arms she exposed to the view of a greatly surprised audience a two months old baby boy who was hid away somewhere in the folds of that huge shawl. The unwinding process completed she hurriedly deposited both baby and covering in a Leap on the ta ble in front of hei, and with a de gree of determination in her fuce, expressed only hi the lines of Shakspeare ; “I ahull remember when Csesar says do this, it is per formed,” she fronted the jurv. Said she, “1 have sworn to tell the truth. I understand fully tLc enormity and meanness of a lie. I am a God feat ing woman, and I believe every word in that good book there on the (able, and if what I tell you uow about this case be not true, may God in His wrath this moment striko me dumb ere 1 utter another word and make me suffer the most vi olent death that could befall hu man. May 1 turn fiorn this ‘stand’ when I have finished ana look upon teat baby mine—my oniy one, whom I love nex’t to my hus band, better than my life, rnd find it cold ii death. “Two years ago my fa her who sits over there, and now aeuses my husband of stealing his horse, sent to GwinDett county for me insisting that I should come and nurse him through an a/tack of rhumatism. He and my mother had al way 8 been very hard wbh Tom (my husband) and I, but Tom now persuade 1 me to go say ing it was my duty to go to him. I went remained two months or more until be recovered. While at my father’s the ‘glanders” got among tbe stock in the neighbor- Uood, and aher awhile a colt be JOHN T. Wit,HON, .111, Publisher longing to my-father caught the disease, A consultation of the family was held, and it was finally decided to kill the colt hoping thereby to prevent the res mainder of the horses on the farm from catching it. "I plehded for the colts life and told my father to put it to itself away from the ot ier hones utul 1 would feed and try to cure it. Ho did as I asked and I nursed the colt back to health. When 1 was leaving home, going back to my husband, my father told me in presence of my mother and sister as I baa saved the colts life ho would give it to 1116 and would keep it for me, as he had good pasturage, hn/il it glow large enough to work, //ere the mat ter rested, and I thought no more of it until two weeks ago, when t retrieved a tetter from my father stating that the colt was ready for work but my mother and sis ter wire unwilling for me t<r have it. He said he thought it wap best .it for me (o send my husband and brother alter the colt, telling them to take it from the pasture and not let my moth* er and sister know about it. “Owing to our extreme poverty and need of a horse, Tom decided to do as my father bid, and last Thursday night, a week ago, he and my brother reached our heme in f/winnett with the coif, now grown tc be a horse. The same that I nursed through the “glan ders’al my fathers two years ago The same that my father then gave me in presence of my moth er and sister, now there by his side, and the same, judge, that my father now says my husband stole from him ” “This is all there is of it,” she said and diopping her head which, through the recital of her story had ben us erect as the “proud est s eed of the prairie,” she s'ow ly left tlie “stand.” “The letter”, ot course, was asked for, but could not be produced. The woman said she hud lost it Tbe jury was “out” only a few moments, returning a verdict of guiby, and the men were sen tenced to ten yeurs in the peni tentiary. As tlie last words of tbe sentence were uto-red by the judge, the wife sprung to her feei and facing her father and Bother, and young sister, from her lips such a curse fell as tilled ivitb horror all who heard it. Turning next to husband, slye gave him a long lust embrace, and held up the baby lor him to kiss. Tlitu to the judge she said; ‘I will find ibe letter sir and give it to you,” and with a heart-broken look but firm step, she passed throdgh the crowd to the strset. I’ho prisoners were sent off nex day to begin their life ofservitute. And suon, the scene in the court room, ihe sad face of the wife, the baby, red shawl were forgot ton Beverul weeks later a woman enter rod the judge’s office in Forsyth, her faced Hushed with excitement ana beaming with joy. It was tue wife of the nun convicted of horse stealing. Blie had found “rhe letter,” and had walked with her baby in her arms all /he long way from Gwinnett to Monroe, to bring it to the Judge. B , after close ex amination the document, was sat* nfieuitwas genuine, und took immediate steps to secure more eyidonce in the matter. This was easi’y accomplished, and the evidence procured by the judge finally admitted that 1 e had writ ten the letter. The next train to Atlrnta bronght Judge B with it, and no time was lost in submitiiug the matter to the (i v ernor, who instantly iesueda par don for the tvru men. Only a few short years have passed since this occurence, but ‘line enough has intervened for ihe wife’s prayers to be answered ; time enough for the parties who swore away her husband's good name and liberty to have reaped ac. overwhelming cup of misery, degradation and shame. The father and mother died in the poor house in the countly where once they lived in plenty. The sister to day isleadit. g a life of shame in a miserable broilie' in a Georgia city. y* j cu'i.Y.vr/rr OUR ’tOli OEVARLMhNT IB COMPLETE. Aid, ORDERS FOR NEATLY AND promptly execu ted, Kuteivil iii tilt) Pont OfHre at Luw iviiroville, («h., ns sgcoiml clan* mall matter. NO 5 ’1 lie good old judge still lives in the enjoyment of excellent health Thb brave and devoted wife and her wronged husband live in Gwinnett, and rank among her happiest and most prosper on citizens. The letter alluded to in this narrative is on file with o'her papers belonging to the case in executive offiut. of the state. My information was recieved from Colonel ( ■ ,of Augusta, who was an ‘ eye witness to the trial. -.\f J, in Atlanta Constitution. ■<»» » - —— SAVED FROM DISSECTION. Otic of the many goo I deeus of Mrs. Sarah Simpson of Bath, to whom congress is asked to give a pension was the nursing back to life of a soldier boy, who now is in a prominent business in a Marite city, a man well known political ly and socially tbrought/ut t.h6 stall, and a favorite everywhere. This gentleman has had an exper itinco tlnough which few men hare passed Hu litteru ly lus attend ed li's own tunc ml. He told me the follow ug remarkable story upon the condition that I with hold his name . “When the war broke out,” said he, “I was a puny boy of seven teen yea/s one of the sickly kind, i.ot worth their feed. I lived in Wa terville, and enlisted with the fa mous college company. I was so inferior a fellow physicly that they set out not to take me, but I was bound to go, and eleven oth ers said they would go if I went and wouul stay at home if I did not go. Bo I went to the front with the third Maine regiment in fantry. .November 1861, found me in Catrp Howard. Alexandria, Va. /’tie camp was named for General O. O. Howard who commanded the regimeut. “You can judge of what kind of a youngster I was from the fact that at the first battle of Bull Run the first lieutenant of my company loaded nay gu n lor me. “ Well, cae day while weVere in camp at Alexandria wo were or dered out to Fairfax courthouse au a short expedition and I took cold, I aggrivated it by lying on the damp gr und after my return, Mid the next thing I wa« stricken with diptheria. Borne of my chums ha 1 me removed to the hos pital tent and told the officers that 1 must have all done for me that care and money could do. “They were good to me but I grew worse. A great sac formed on my throat. It grew so large that I could see it us I <ay in my cot, and it protruded from under my chiu. I remained ia a Bort ofjstupor 1 coule, hear and . was dimly cognizant of what was go ing on urouud me. My fuce at last swelled so that I could not use my eye, and was practically blinu. The sur eons McClure and Bangor, and Dr. Hikdretb, Gardiner, told me I must die. I took a ring oft' my finger and toid my comrades to seu<l it homo to my mother. I sent a ilyiug mes sage to her snd awaited death. I was reconciled, un 1 in my semi anconscious state iputecomforta ble. / suffered no pain. My limbs grew cold and I sunk deep er into stupor. I heard them say 1 was dyiug. I had lingered al >ng until it was now in January, LB‘l2. Dr McClure teuk hold of my wrist one day, threw it down after trying to feel my pulse, and I heard hi.u say : “Tl e boy is dead ; Lis t uilse has stopped. Take him out.” “/ could not make a sign ora noise, bu I hud sense enough re rna ning to think of a ’ jack-knife. 1 thought they would wrap me up in tny blanket and bury me,|and it [Kipped into my bead that I might dig my way out with my jack* knife, although how I was to do it, not being able to move a mus? cle, can't tell. •My friends gathered around me and I heard their expressions of grief. The time was set A»r my funeral, /’he compaiu was diawa up and 'he , the Rev. Mr, Leona*'’' preached in Bangor, ttu d after the war, prjty d tettiie brief re murK' ceremony was not so much dulled that I did not ful- CONTINUKU ON FOURTH PACK.