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ihe ‘Sflatfcinsrill* gdcantf. A WEEKLY PAYER, Published Tuesdav, —AT— Watkinsville. Oconee Co. Georgia. "W. Gr. STJLLITAN, editor ahd propristor One TERMS: year, in advance ......91 oc 81* months............ 60 ----- WAIFS AND WHIMS. A ucker-deaj.er —the schoolmaster. The soda-drinker often thinks of foam. The promises of some men always re¬ main shall owe. New way to “know all about thy¬ self”—get a Presidential nomination. Isn’t it slightly paradoxical to call a man with full beard a hare-faced liar? Fly time—when you hear your father’s cane thumping along the hall. Commissioner Le Duo, in his crop re¬ ports, never mentions the hops at the seaside. A western journal heads an article: “A Lunatic Escapes and Marries a Widow.” Escaped, eh? We should say he got caught. A Whitehall man Has discovered a way of instantly turning sweet milk into fresh butter. He feeds it to a goat. Patent applied for. A Wisconsin theorist says that hay will satisfy hunger. There may be some¬ thing frequent in tliis, satisfy for a couple of straws will thirst. It is claimed by some medical men that smoking weakens the eyesight. Maybe it does, but just see how it strengthens the breath. Boston has a public vinegar inspector at would a salary of $1,000 per year. One think he would get awfully tired looking for his “mother. ” A niTTLE girl iu church, after the con¬ tribution plate had been passed, com¬ four, placently and audibly said, right?” “I paid for mamma, was that Said Jones: “Smith won’t have so soft a thing as he had.” “I don’t know,” replied Bobinson, “he’ll have a soft thing head.” so long as he doesn’t lose his Bridget —“And how shall I cut the poie, mum?” Lady of the house—“Out it into quarters.” Bridget—“And how many quarters wood I cut it into, muni? ” You may have noticed that the flies never bother a speaker, no matter how dull he is, but invariably attack the over¬ worked sitter who is trying to get a lit¬ tle sleep. They’re high-toned in the Deadwood, Black Crook and they until wouldn’t advertised go to see written Shakes¬ it was by peare, and then they couldn’t keep peo¬ ple away. “Ah heavens!” cries Nana, sentiment¬ ally, to her visitor, “when one is adored by a magnificent captain like you, noth¬ ing ever can make her love again—unless it is a major. ” “My umbrella is getting decidedly shabby,” said a young man about town one evening last week. “I believe I will have to strike another prayer-meeting the first rainy night.” OccasionA imY you find a Detroit man who can stand having his whisky stolen and not complain; during but morning when the flies pester all them Post. a nap, they swear.— Boston Bullion is wealth in a crude form, and after it is coined and kept at interest a while, it becomes wealth in accrued form again. This language of ours is worse than the gem puzzle, a heap. Deuced queer how men differ about different things. When a man hooks a lot of fish he will brag of it for three days, and when he hooks a lot of apples he hasn’t a word to say about it. “Oh I thought this was a drawing room car!” apologetically observed a lady she to discovered a man in the door of the smoker as her mistake. “It is, mum, ” he said, drawing on hisn with all his might. A poet asks: “ When I am dead and lowly heavy laid, from * * spade, * * And clods fall the Who’ll think of me?” Don’t worry. Tailors and shoe¬ makers have very retentive memories, and you’ll not be forgotten. A New York man was challenged to fight a duel the other day, and being at liberty to trip choose his own weapons pro¬ posed a to Boston backed on a Sound steamer. The challenger out. He said the idea that death must attend a duel was a relic of the dark ages.. A visitor enters a French newspaper office boy—“If and is monsieur greeted politely by the office he will have be kind comes to fight a duel to enough to call again; all our editors are already engaged for to-day .”—Paris Charivari. An Ow ego man, after a little experi¬ ence, truthfully however and indignantly asserts that no woman, ^lervous, has a right to wake up her husband from a sound sleep to tell him on inquiring what’s the matter, “Nothing, only I wanted to know if you were awake.” “Nasby” takes pride in the service of his father and grandfather, in one way or another. As for himself, he says: “My own military I record is clear. In the late rebellion served by substitute. I furnished three substitutes, all of whom to-day are in good health — in Canada.” A Freak of Nature. it is reported that out in Mason Valley a Piute squaw lately gave birth to a fe¬ male papoose, which has .instead of hands, two almost perfectly-shaped frogs joined to the wrists at their back. The infant is able to move the legs and open the month of what takes the place of the right hand. The one fastened on the left wrist is not so complete, as the mouth will not open, hut the legs move as freely as the other. It is supposed that the mother was viously. frightened by a frog sometime pre¬ The Indians regard the infant as “ Big medicine, ” and the squaw now occupies a high social position .—Logan County (Nev.) Times. Transplanting Wllil Flowers. the Every woods one and who desires to remove from other wild localities the finest native flowers, should mark the sjsit where the roots may lie found after Tliis should the 1 dooming season has ceased. Be done while plants are modi' conspicuous with their Blossom*. F.aiiv spring flowers have now passed, but many wt coming om and more urn to follow. Our omumentid ganleim should not lie made up exelusively of exotics; we haw ui any American plants of surprising grace and Is auty which grounds, Intel.l- isu-i sd'l in greatIv tins wilder their portion* ojf to attraction#. —American Cultivator. The Watkinsville Advance. VOJ.L MK I. srwsEF ojt the hiils. BY ROBERT FRANKENSTEIN DOIT. Lo! in tha west the light is being hid By intervening ™ui, and Nature old “ushed those busy daylight songs. " yer* but merry clankinga understood The owning red from the haunts of sun-lit hours I glare on our mundane sphere is seen— The glowing sunset shines upon the hills, vv hue earth is richly carpeted in green, And all the varied hues which Nature does possess. On yonder’s hill we see the fiery gleam— The dying strokes of Nature’s portraiture, \\ hereat ail living things seem satisnea That sunset brings its darkness and its rest— That sunset’s deop philosophy is felt, As some great god propelling mother earth And bringing to us all a grand review Of all its happenings and past events Ah! quietude is settling over earth. A dampening gloom is overspreading aL, While milkmaids cease their merry songs, And crickets chirrup in the tall, dank grass. The lambs are looking at the far-off hills, While brilliant sun-tints give a picture fair, Iffit in the east the clouds o’erhang our earth. While from the South a gentle breeze is sent? We murmur not that night is coming on To give ub dreams and reveries of friends, For, know as we see the swallows homeward fly, >Ve they, in their haven, dream as we, And so our hearts are gladdened at the thought That all creation is alive with love, As when the sunset on the hills about Gives fervor and sublimity to life! Oh! praise to all for beauteous sunset fair; Oh! praise to Him who sends His goodness dowu To our great earth, and thinks of us when we Would wish to rest in quietude and peace— To dream and picture memories of all Ah, The things fair, the rare that dwelleth round about I which add a pleasure to our life, And make us thanlcful for our little ali I The beauteous allegory of our life Portrays the picture of our gladdened hearts, A luring coast whereon we wander down The stream of life, across whoso waters dee^» We see a sunrise on the other shore • It comes like butterflies of silvery light, And sinks again upon the distant hills— Ah. glorious sunset on the hills of God I THE RUNAWAYS’ REUNION. BY MBS. J. V. Hi KOONS. CHAPTER I. “Well, old for my part, I am very sorry the farm was sold, and the Hustons have left us. They lived there many a year, and were hard-working, pious, quiet before people, and it will be a long time we shall have their like again for neighbors.” I hope “ it will, father,” said 10-year old Ned, with a sigh of relief. “ I hope the new-comers will not make me churn or carry a load of stove-wood every time I’m sent there in a hurry of an errand.” “ Chores are the making of boys, and they them,” should always be ready to perform answered the stern, mistaken parent. “I think I have quite enough to do at home to make or break any boy, and, if I’m ever sent to Mr. Maynard’s, I trust there’ll be no old Mrs. Maynard there to set me churning, swill or carrying crockery from the cellar, to the pigs, or wood from the shed, as old Mrs, Huston always think did,” “I you will not be troubled in that way,” said meek-eyed Mary, a sweet-faced girl of 14, whose dread of endless drudgery fully equaled that of her little brother. “Mrs. Carroll told me yesterday that there were hut three in family of the Maynards, and that Mrs. Maynard is an accomplished lady, keeps devotes a housekeeper her and time a waiting-maid, and all to the study of music and painting.” “ Ha ! ha ! a fine specimen for a farm¬ er’s wife ! ” exclaimed Mr. Woodruff, with shiver. a glance at his daughter that made her “I cannot understand,” ventured Mary, if “why farmers’ wives and daugh¬ ters, it, sboidd they have any taste and talent for not study books, music, painting or elevate anything them. else that tends to educate or I have lately read that women all over the country are forming themselves into reading socie¬ ties and art clubs, and are making rapid progress in whatever study they take up.” “Nonsense! sound! nonsense ! Lately read ! I like that Where have you lately read such stuff?” demanded the infuriated father. “ In a paper that Mrs. Maynard sent to Mrs. Carroll.” “Iam sure I have always taken great pains to keep all kinds of story papers and books out of my house and out of my children’s sight, and now you, Mary, dare to tell help me that you such lately read— St. Paul, death me, me.” or non¬ sense will be the of “ It was not a story paper, father, but a journal devoted to—” “Devoted to fiddlesticks! I’ll hear nothing more of it, and now I here for¬ bid you to touch any more papers from Mrs. Carroll. I shall not allow her pro¬ gressive ideas to creep into and poison your mind as they did your sister’s—re¬ member, I say. I’ll have you read no more of them—it is time now that you and Ned were about your evening work." mart of any escape from her father's pinching lor the presence, poor Ned, Mary while started Mr cow pasture toth Woodruff, wife, to the annoyance of Iris the tired continued grumbling about de generacyof the times and the growing idleness and forwardness of mentioned girls. In the rage of a moment he had his eldest daughter, and as a consequence his wife was in tears, Mary had darted away from him with a sorrowful face, and'Ned took on a look of adamant, and somehow his self-trust was always shaken whenever he thought of her, and all his household seemed to slip from under his control if her name escaped en The sight of Mr. and Mrs. Woodruff naturally suggested in hawk and dove, between yet there wan much common them. His long and tiresome march in the straight ana narrow way, his puny idea of woman’s sphere affected the life of liis gifted, shrinking wife, as the ab »ence of light and warmth affects a flower. He had admired all the beauty his prosaic eye could detect in her paint ings before they were married, hut he V. surprised and disappointed that she she should attempt or even desire to touch brush or pencil after they were little married, for wife to him meant more than servant of all work ; but he gave up at last that she should paint all Hie pictures she chose provided she taught their daughters nothing with their that would in aav way interfere becoming first-class hard-working housekeepers farmer's and fit in everv ^ sense for wives. Like Milton, be. thought "one tongue enough for s woman,”snd desired his daughters only to know how to read th« English lasgtuga, and to know only WATKINSVILLE, GEORGIA, SEPTEMBER 7, 1880. enough of arithmetic to keep their but* ter tmd egg account exact. Glad of the privilege of following the only line of light that stretched itself before her, she studied and worked, doing double duty, keeping in order within her household and feeding its the spirit her that never ceased clamor for one more and high¬ er taste of the beautiful; her studio was her closet of prayer, her temple of wor¬ ship, her children, the one sunny spot that in the lives of the star shone through all the darkness of their lives. Uncon¬ sciously, its influence was warming the hard soil that surrounded the inner and better life of Mr. Woodruff* The first that came to brighten their home was little Helen, who in her baby¬ hood possessed a vast amount of surplus energy that manifested itself in pranks of sauciness and self-will. Now, thought her father, was his opportunity. So he year-old began to break her, not as he would a 2 colt, by first coaxing it, but by abrupt and do, ill-timed commands to do, and not to whatever would thwart her girlish purposes, by surprising her in her bits moments of of inspiration and burning her verse or drawing, and sending her he at once would to some dull, dry task, to fit her, say, for womanhood’s stern duties. Galled in spirit, year after year, she endured such harsh and uncalled-for treatment. And only one sweet in a vast desert of bitterness bound her to her father; he had found tune to hear her Bible lessons, all that he permitted her to study; they had committed to mem ory, and could repeat together, a number of the psalms. And many a time Helen would wonder how one who could love and appreciate such beautiful songs could be indifferent or dead to the bud¬ ding hopes and aspirations of girlhood. “Perheps his father taught him as he tries to teach me—and he woe teachable; he says that I am ‘ perverse and obstin¬ ate. ’ I think I am, from his standpoint, but he shall never subdue and crush me as my dear mother has been subdued and crushed. My gifts are God-given, and too sacred for even my father to trample of upon, and I Giver; shall use them to the the glory roof the home Great then if not under of away under the bending blue somewhere, I shall find a place that shall be to me a sanctum sanc¬ torum.” And the young girl looked de¬ termined as a lioness as she uttered this declaration of independence. CHAPTER IL Dear Father and Mother : I am assistant teacher in the High School of this place j am en ged for a year. A maiden sister ot Mrs. Car roll, boarding your with old her. neighbor, I have is Principal. of I am tne use her piano ; I take two lessons each week from a good music teacher, and find time each day to keep up my will drawing. not forget I crave your forgive ness. You my struggles to enter the life for which I felt myself born. I found nothing r but disappointment, until in flight I made ‘ way for liberty,” and you must feel wisat for, and the doubtless separation blame, cost me, while loving you are sorry your daughter, Helen. Thus read the letter that came to the half-crazed Mrs. Woodruff in one month after their daughter was among the missing. “ Driven from home,” the an¬ guished mother would have said, had she not felt that she must comfort, not accuse, had she the sorrowing. Never before love known the depth of her hus¬ band’s for his children. Baffled and broken as his spirit was now, true to his nature, he could not forgive ; and, for all his days of grief, his sleepless nights that of suffering, lie still protested his wayward child must be pun¬ ished, aud accordingly he wrote : Helen : You cau justly claim nothing from the home you so foolishly deserted. If you re¬ main away it must be in a silence that will not be broken by your Father. “Cruel! cruel!” sobbed Helen, as she read and r cad the words that seemed to freeze her heart and shut her out of the world. Her childhood had known nothing but the yellow leaf, but the sadness of autumn had not rendered her cold or misanthropic. The opening bud of love, watered by the dew of faith, was trembling to blossom in her pure young heart. She sought strength aud consolation in prayer for the loved ones she had deserted, A sad, sweet picture she made as she sat in that capa¬ cious old arm chair by the little parlor window, in the cozy home of the school¬ mistress. Bhe was simply and neatly clad in an evening dress of pink muslin, with a white bow of lace at her throat; cled one ring, the a plain gold of her band, that encir¬ the forefinger left hand, was all jewelry she wore. It was a gift from her placed mother’s father, her who prayed, that as he it upon finger, if she inherited any of her mother’s talent she would her father’s also inherit, toll in an equal glos¬ de¬ gree, power. Her sy brown curls were fastened carelessly back with a spray of white lilac. It was sunset, but the lingering beams of light lbat ki « sod ber lalr roVe aled th ” , » lie co uld not kw T b#ck l “ sbo u ", fo!ded H * !U . “ £? d read aloud ber bor « wor (b ‘: f* 10 wonnd afresh, aDd - in her agony she OT ®°. Oh, dear mother, ,, why , did ... my you not jay just one little word to me ? It would have been kind and kept my ieal1 breaking. But, oh ! I know m - Y lalber WOU ( no1 P 01 ™ 11 y° u > swi 'et, patient mother, and toth dear all little sister and brother, your faults my dear, dear father, how can I live without you ' What, oh what shall I do?” No audible answer came to the strick¬ en young heart, but rest and love and j home awaited her, for Mark Maynard ; hail seen, heard and recognized his own, j hud silently withdrawn from the i r<x>m he had entered unseen, and said to i himself as he walked away : “Dear Helen, thou art the fresh sweet spring in the desert of my lone life. I can scarcely surely believe in special I providences, but God's own hand , has led her to the heart that 1ms ever ! loved her, and when the wave of sorrow that is now sweeping over her goes by a lover sliall claim his own.” Brief and to the point was the court sliip that ended in the union of two oon genial spirit-, and Helen Woodruff Mimerfb* duly installed mistress of the h ndent’s home that th< town pcoidc had named “ Bstehen.r * Button,’* W ; eaiise of it round. sintVAU-i'iif apjieur aw*. 'J’he nedest fitte buteling lay tu the center of au e edit-acre sol iiiit. but of the o'mi, of tlavoily ; 4 wum urroilich 'l fit the emifdeht fruits and j flowers. Four room . had answered Mark Msvnurds puipow , a (rout and back room noove and below, with hay window below sod above that Moked tp the east, south and west. The south r«xan below was large, light and airy, and handsomely fumiuhsu, and answered the purpose of sitting-room and parlor. room above it was Mark’s study, filled with all that a student’s heart could desire ; back of this was his bed room, beneath which was kitchen, din ing-room, pantry aud hall combined, fannulled with overcoats, shoes, over shoes, hats and caps in the wildest pro Mark had } lnt ever ; b found l1u a iea1 ' home. h’ m '° tbrtt His hoyhoixl had been homeless m all orolmu 1 1 U g!p ’ . "fy* ir ot “ y^' ,? a n and adopted , , by t was , Ins uncle, , u well-to h.»,l, but 0,0 ft,, ta.l Ootorminod oth days and odd times for hw own, but his Undo Huston was a model farmer, and there was always a hoe to scour, or some repairs to make that could be done un swsraflww.* .■as oszstr 5Sk?£ early rising he was swelling Why, to deliver to the offending Mark. “ Mark ! Mark ! ” he began, hut ended by /the taking from a bare table and reachn tol lowing explanatory ' note: uouZ tea . .dne . an tm t , I , b a e £ of , Z. °You , . know the one desire of my heart is an educa vexation, ticra. To and rid you to keep of daily disappointment life from starv- and as&evn my own —waul. ' 'ib.tll.wiu x hi',:, .“iSTss .1,1 here hereafter, hen vo.ir, aud is the prayer of Mark Maynabd. cnAFTER HI. Poor Mr. Huston went hack to the breakfast table with a breaking heart, for he really loved all of the boy that his narrow life could understand. “I am afraid,” said he, “that Mark is only a new edition of his father; and he frit tered all his time away and fretted him self into the grave over his books ; and my poor dear sister seemed to think it was all right, too, for her last words to me were: ‘ Do give my son of a good education; ’ and by way continued, silencing an uneasy conscience “I am sure there was noth¬ ing in the way of the boy’s education had he remained here and tried to learn. ” Search after search was made for many and many a day all over the country, but all iu vain ; no clew could be gotten of the runaway. Buried in the desert of home a great city, errand Mark hoy Maynard of of entered the best the as one educators in the land, and eventually be¬ came his pupil. There he remained for six yeifrs, at which time, through the in¬ fluence of his teacher, he was made principal For five of the High labored School of years he there with all the zeal of an earnest teacher, and was then Helen made Woodruff superintendent, glided quietly at which ti me into the school and filled her place with becom ing time dignity, afterward and as made quietly in a short wits the wife of him who had been marked out by his friends for an old bachelor. The marriage created no little excite¬ ment in the gossipy circles of the city, but a calm followed Mark’s innocent confession that Helen was his “first and only love,” which thread led to the un¬ raveling of both their lives. Busy-bod¬ ies were satisfied when the heard that Mark Maynard, at the age 14, had kissed Helen, a child of 8 years, bis only play¬ mate in his uncle’s neighborhood, just the evening ho ran away, that he had not forgotten her, that he hail intended to go back and claim her, who, by a strange coincidence, had come to him. All the city bade them good-by regret¬ fully, in their after two years of happy life spent Button,” midst. They their sold “Bachelor’s and took departure for the old Houston home, now all their own, and so near the one still dear to Helen in spite of all the bitter memories that clustered around it. Theirs was a charity, to begin a at work home. of reformation that was Tne Hustons had settled down to i*;i iy, quiet life in a neighboring village an< 1 their whispered not the secret intrusted to who had keeping, possession that the Maynards, taken of their old place, were Mark no Huston, others than he the two run¬ aways, as was called in his boyhood, and Helen Woodruff. From cellar to garret a new life ran through had the old home; large old rooms that been dark and dusty for years were filled with happy sunlight aud fresh air and flowers; birds sang from in bright colored cages that hung vine silence tangled before, windows; where all had been music gushed forth in sweet, place entrancing the tones. The Maynard became admiration, if not tho envy, of the whole neighborhood. More than a year had gone by, and what of the new neighbors? There had been enough gossip about them and their new positively way of country living, but nothing waa known of them save that Mark Maynard had once been Mark Huston, that he had run away from his uncle, educated himself, made money enough to buy his uncle’s interest in tha farm, that he had married a lady, and was living in people, elegant style. Mrs. None of the country except Carroll, had ventured to call on the “ high-fiy ers,” a* they had been termed by those from whose inner lives the ideal had been crushed and driven out by the rude hand of the real. None, shall f say? Mary and hail Ned started Woodruff, that of very soul evening after they hail wandered so gloomy the cows, on beyond the limit# of their own Maynard meadow mte farm, an wandered, adjoining talking wood of Imsily the their of j Unto*, bopos.ami Hitt feats, when toey came upon a mini wit light indeed to | their weary jmuug liveC There, <jtt a Maryjpru large, mossy stOM, sat sister Helen, U g toward her whit n ary of Fff ! “e<f Htoppadsudaeitfy, turned pale, and stood ** motionless as s statue, Helen Maynard was not long in securing the entire confidence other sister and brother, and they were ready to obey g**tion any command, or to act upon any aug from her. She understood the pavtshemustplaytoaccoinplishhorwork, and struok the notes accordingly. Their father must not know anything of their designs nd right until they were all executed; a well was their seoret kept, Ned was hired to saw wood once or twice a week at the Maynards’. Mary was em ployed of at 60 cents a week to take charge baby Mavnard on washing and iron iug days. The ruse worked like a charm, 1Uid ,’\ bla t«r jjeil was f uru iBliocl witli tbe best bQoks llIld becamQ quite an elocutionist. Mary learned the prin ciples of music, and, under the kinu and oareftil teaching of Helen, she could H play r r inr::,r “ <l“"“*«! , r litllfhSS ,i T' , • _ —the the Boul soul thftt that lay lay burie / undor the hard-beaten sod of custom. To be brief, a year had rolled by and everything was working ffi—rt together for lirased good.' several Ned had tt of he had secured fc.SHsSr* 17 “ “ - 7 ‘\ bom ,‘ ftl ^ d w,tb tnler . fi !TL Srni l d S r wb ! ,U J* 1 * h , ? m ®' * w and a host of neigh bor8 and f « ouds “ et to banquet and . the aud rooonoilia rejoice in rouuiou ^her and daughter, unde and nephew. The seed has been sown broadcast, mid year after year the golden harvest ffisri, *?“?, dbWT, “r the *w cold, In,111 v COTl.t up* from the life of Mr. Woodruff. The spirit of Christ’s tender words, “Except ye be¬ come as little children, ye shall not en ter the kingdom of heaven,” fell for the flrst W 116 11110 bis ho,irt like “ balm. A new lifo opened within him ; a new earth stretched itself before him, and a new heaven bent above him. The wilderness of the Woodruff place blossomed as a rose, and celebrated as Mtist, author and elocutionist bocamo the names of Helen, Mary, and Ned. Look long enough You’ll On any pensant’e taco here, conree and lined, catch Antinoim somewhere In that day. And Then persist. If your apprehension's competent You'll find some fairer angol at his back As much exceeding him ns he the boor. MnNoiK City, Ind. A Masher Mashed. One of tho many handsome young lo¬ llies residing in the aristocratic portion of the ancient suburb of Beliville packed iqi it swab “grip-sack” one morning re¬ cently, and departed for a visit with a friend at one of the many picturesque stations that abound on tho Cincinnati, Hamilton and Dayton railroad. Finding, upon her arrival at Cincinnati, that she had several hours in which to make the train, and as site also wished to purchaso several of “those things” so essential to tho completion of it young lady’s ward¬ robe, she concluded to make her pur* chases and jiass a jiortion of her surplus time in walking to the depot. Bho made her purchases and was leisurely strolling along Fifth street, admiring tho latest summer brought styles, wheu her meditations wore to an abrupt termination by a dapper, dandified little fellow, who was rigged up in one of the very latest style summer suits. His cranium was covered with a hat constructed upon the second-story straddled the plan, bridge a of jiair his of Roman eye-glasses anil sweet, killing smile apropriately nose, a adorned his countenance. Stepping up, her he politely lifted his hat and accosted thus: “ Exeiise-ah’-me, Miss, may I-nli'm-have the ati’-m-pleasure of carry¬ ing your portmanteau?” The young ludy looked at him, hesitated a moment as if trust meditating him, whether it would be safe to and with a “certainly, sir, certainly, handed him the “grip-sack,” which the handsome Lothario took, at the same time tipping a wink to a couple of friends who were, loafing on the corner. The coup)/- started toward the depot, and as they meandered along the young man tried to strike up a conversation with the young lady; but she evidently wasn't in a very talkative mood, as she could not lie induced to sjieuk only iu answer to direct qne:,tou», and those she answered the in monosyllables. Italy, Arriving consternation at the depot, young to the of the young masher and the amusement of his friends, who had followed them just to watch developments, pulled out her pocket-book, said, and handing him a dime, in a voice loud enough for the by¬ standers to hear: " I’m really sorry, but it’s all the change I have; I’xn very much obliged to you for your kindness. I as¬ sure yon it, is appreciated, and should j ever meet you again I will give you fifteen cents as it is certainly worth a quarter.” —Cincinnati Paper. Memory. people. Memory is not peculiar to intelligent On the contrary, tho inferior race of mankind, such as negroes, the Chinese, etc., have more memory than those of a higher type of civilization. Primitive races, which were unaeq uuinted with the art of writing, had a wonderful memory, and were for ages in the habit of handing down, from one generation to another, hymns as voluminous as the Bible. Prompters and professors of declamation, know that women have more memory than men. French women will learn their a husbands. foreign language Youths quicker than have more memory than adults. It is well developed about ui the children, fourteenth attains fif- its maximum or toenth year, and then decreases. Feeble individuals of a lymphatic temperament have more memory than tho strong. Btudents who obtain the prize for memo rv aud recitation chiefly lielong to the former class. Most people remernlier better iu tho morning, when tire mind is soothed by a night of rest, than in the evening. Maw oouUnuaily ik-ooIc who hunt tiudl tor ‘ ____ PP ‘ ^ ____ n ; finding NUMBER 27. Rats. Rats are a great pest in every city and town, and, indeed, everywhere in this country. lid It seems nearly impossible to get of them, and mxy method that promises to secure this most desirable end is worth trying. Somebody recom¬ mends covering stones, rafters, and every part of a oellar with ordinary whitewash, made yellow with copperas, putting copperas in every crevice or cranny where a rat may get, and scatter¬ ing lias it in the comers on the floor. He tried it repeatedly, and the result has been a geuoral retreat of both mice and rats, not one of which had at last account* returned. It is said that a coat of this yellow wash, given each spring to a cellar, will not only banish those ver¬ min, but will provont fever, dysentery, or typhoid fever. Everything eatable should he carefully secured against the ravages that of rats’, which are so intelligent they will soon abandon places wltero they can get next to nothing to oat. The rat we uro most troulilod with is the brown rat, much larger, stronger, fiercer, ami more ravenous than the black rat, which has almost entirely disappeared, having been driven off or exterminated brown by the more formidable species. The rat from is frequently the called impression the Nor¬ way rat, erroneous that it oume from Norway, which coun¬ try it did not reach until it had become abundant in Britain and America. It ap¬ peared first at Astrakhan, in the begin¬ ning of the eighteenth century, and gradually whence spread over Western Europe, we have derived it. It was once known as the Hanoverian rat, because the British Jacobites were pleased to be¬ lieve that it came in with tlio House of Huuovor. llrmlhmgh’s Advancement. The New York Times’ London letter has the following; “ If the friends and foes of Mr. Brad laugh, the member for Northampton, had entered into an alliance to advanco his personal interests and make him the most famous or notorious of Great Britain, they could not have done more than tlwy have done. They have plavod his game all tho time. It is difficult to say who lias been his greatest friend Mr. Gladstone, tho Primier, or Sir Stafford Northcote, the leader of her Majesty’s Mr. opposition. itor “ of Bradlaugh is proprietor and ed¬ a newspaper ciuied the National Ilf former. ‘Wo never ut any timo pre¬ viously said to the present excitement,’ he to a friend of mine, ‘sold more than twelve thousand copies a week, hut our circulation has now gone up to two hun¬ dred thousand.’ This being the case, Mr. Bradlaugh, from a position of com¬ parative impueuniosity, rises to one of affluence, and a mere political outsider the other day, ho is now one of the fore¬ most inch in England. Determined to still further advance his cause, one ilea '-T Lewis Clarke has issued a writ against him for $2,500, the penalty prescribed by act of Parliament for sitting and voting in the House of Commons without hav¬ in ing subscribed to the oath of allegiance, accordance with the 20th and 30tli Victoria, chapter 10. Every time Brad langh votes, Clarke says he will sue for tho penalty.” Farming Under the Sea. Tho fact is not generally known that within three hours’ ride of Boston n large and profitable business lias been carried on since 1848 along the seashore, and is nothing more or loss than “farm¬ ing under tho sea.” Everywhere upon the coasts of eastern New England may be found, ten feet below the water mark, the lichen known ns carrageen—the “Irish moss” of commerce. It maybe tom from the the little snnken rocks Hcituate anywhere, and yet seaport of is almost the only place in the country where it is gathered and cured. This village is the great center of the moss business in the country, and the entire Union draws its supplies from those beaches. Long rakes are used in tilling this marine farm, and it does not take long to fill the many dories that await the lichen, lorn from its salty, rock bod. The husbands and fathers gather the moss from the sea, and the wives and daughters prepare it for the market. Boak it in water, and it will molt away to a jelly. Boil it in milk, and a delicious white and oreamy blancmange is the re¬ sult. The annual product is from ten to fifteen thousand barrels, and it brings $50,1)1)0 into the town, which sum is shared by one hundred and fifty families. Its consumption in the manufacture of lager beer is very large, aud the entire beer of tho country draws its supplies from Hcituate beaches, os the importa¬ tion from Ireland ha* almost ceased. It is not generally known that the moss, as an article of food, is called “ sea-moss farina.” Api’/jK Borer.—A ccording to a writer on horticultural and have agricultural gained sub¬ jects, when borers once possession of a tree hunt the only them way to get rid of them is to for care¬ fully with a knife or wire and destroy them. The eggs of the parent beetle are dejjosited during nights in June, and are placed in the bark of the tree at the surface surround of the the ground, These or whatever hatch may in tree. eggs our latitude during September, and it is soon after this that the young grubs may be easily removed without tlie use of anything more than tho point of a pen¬ knife. A few minutes sj>ent in this way about the 1st of October each fall will keep the tree free from this pest.—iSeten tifle American. To wash lawn or thin muslin: Boil two quarts of wheat Bran in six quarts or more of water half an hour. Strain wafihed. Use no fsoap t if you can help * it and no starch. Raise lightly in fair , water . This preparation both cleanses and stiffens the lawn. If you can, eon voniently, take out all the gathers. Tho H kirt should always be ripped 11 from the ’ The whole number of men, from time j to time, called into tho national service during the war of the Rebellion was I 2,688,523, As many of those wore .mustered in twice, while hundreds of thousands deserted who were never under Are, it is probable that not more *»" ln effectirdr participated m mipprowinf the fkbellioii, A W1*ilT Pin*, PtTBLJSHID AT Watk : nsville, Oconee Co., Georgia. F A TE8 OF ADVERTISING J One sq uai ti rat Insertion..................... S SS88828888SSSS Bach - ubequeut Insertion................... On ?t|t(arh, onemo tb......................... o ie Hpmre, ti ree months..............,..... One square, six months........................ One fquait. one year........................... ss-.s One-fourth column, one month............. One-tov.r h <otamf», three month*......... On«-fourth column, six months............ One-fourth c lumn, one year«... Half column, one month Ha f co'uinn, three mouths Half column, six months............ Ha f column, one year............. LIBF.RA1, TIIIOIS FOR STORE SPADE THIS A Nil THAT. A good oonvoyancer is known by his deeds. Light travels at the rate of 192,000 miles per second. Lion files are made by hand while the iron is soft, and then annealed. When a man draws an inference he should draw it mild. The mark of cane—Dust on the un¬ ruly schoolboy’s jacket. It is believed that the word “ never” has been crippled for life. When a man’s curiosity is piqued, he asks sharp questions. Many of the new summer books in press will be bound in muslin. An artist is not so strong as a horse, but lie can draw a larger object. Ought a woman to kiss a tobacco chewer? Yes, if she chews. Bahatoga hotels will all charge a little more than they did last year. Si’eaking of reptiles, is “ Landlord, Fill the Flowing Bowl” a treat ode ? A cOrUespondent reminds us that “ ‘There is a medium in all things’— espt icially spiritualism.” The piano first made its appearance as a musical instrument about the mid¬ dle of the eighteenth century. Why have chickens no hereafter ? Because they have their necks twirled (next world) iu this. Why is it easy to enter an old man’s habitation ? Because liis gait is broken and his looks uro few. Having asked his girl for a kiss as a tonic, she replied that there was such a thing as being too tonic. “ You’re a man after my own heart,” as the blushing maiden confessed wheu her lover proposed marriage. Tiiu trouble with too many in this world is (fiat they want reserved seats everywhere except iu the family circle. Why is the strap of an omnibus like a man’s conscience ? Because it is an in¬ ward check on the outward man. “ A kish ” n»l»l (iharlus, “is a noun, we allow; But toll me. dear, is it proper or common ?” Lovely Mary bluahed deep, ami exclaimed, **’ Why, I vow, that I tijiuk a khm is both proper and oommon.’* What’h tho best definition of a quill ? Hometiling taken from Hie’pinions the pinions of one goose to tqiread of an¬ other. Why is tho money you are in the habit of giving to the poor like a new¬ ly-born babe? Because it’s precious little. Hymen is always represented as bear¬ ing a torch. This symbolized the tortu¬ ous ways of true love that never did run smooth. “She never told her love”—because the young man, anticipating something of leap tho kind, opened. hasn’t called to see her sinew year When a fond parent sees a hoy walk through a gateway, worried instead of climbing the fence, ho is for fear the lad isn’t quite himself. Artkm saying us Wahd Ladies once and began a lecture by gigantic : “ intellect, gentlemen, hut I possess a I haven’t it with mo.” A lazy Imy was complaining that his bed was too short, when his father stern¬ ly replied “ That in it, is sir.” because you are al¬ ways too long The proprietor of a Louisville bone factory announces that persons leaving their hones with him can have them ground at short notice. Nothing will please a girl so much as the information that a rival, who is try¬ ing to rob her of her best fellow, has got a pimple coming on her nose. A New Jersey colored mun, whose wife had left, said: “Bhe would come hack if I frowed her some sugar, but I ain’t frowing no sugar, do you hcah?” ing If else an unemployed to do, he man always can find find noth¬ situ¬ can a crowded ation as barber head waiter shop to by going his hair into cut. a A editor being get hogs country asked; “Do pay ?” says a great many do not. They take the paper several years, and then have the Postmaster send it back, “ Refused.” Don’t despise a woman because she can’t drive nails or hang pictures ; if you want to discover your own weak points, just carry a 0x4 matti-ess down a narrow, winding stairs. A strolling theatrical company was at the dinner-table A waiter ap¬ proached Soup ?" one No, of the sir, members, ” replied the and said : ■ ‘ 11 the musicians?” guest, “I am one of An unsuccessful vocalist went to tha poor-holi hc and delighted the inmates with his singing. He said it was a nat¬ ural thing for him to do, as he had been singing to poor houses ever since he be¬ gan hia career. Fight Halves. A girl composed of eight halves is a mathematical anomaly, a scientific mon¬ strosity. And yet we heard one reeent Jy. within half an hour, declare laughed she herself was half dead with heat, hail half to death at somebody’s mishap or blunder, was half crazy to know some¬ half thing about Hometiling else, was remark tickled to death at some funny of an ape of a beau, was half mad at an escort’s presumption , and was half killed by a hairpin scratching her neck, while all of her—two halves more—was stii alive, well, and absurd. Girls, drop all these hyperbolical nonsensicalities that disfigure your daily walk and conversa¬ tion, and he as sensible as you are pret¬ ty aud lovable.— Deadwood Pioneer. It im £&tmiaced Pw-is that fco properly Wfi o* j °* it requires one man 1 for each kilometre, but this average has I not been maintained from motives of i eco»omy tins work 627 Still, there divided are employed Into little in men, companies, which are sent to various sec turns of the city, service. according Almost to the needs of the sewer all these men are natives of the Midi, and come from Gascogne. Theirs is a hard htisiaesN. aud though some tow vguuHirt, us rarefy they are called, may become ulfl, it ia the work case longer that than one fifteen can safely do Thsy such I years. j then word u»od Iwome victims "ksphyxlA* of tiff ‘‘plumb, a to eipreft*