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Vol. 11.
Bring Back my Bonnie to Me.
My bonnie lies out on the ocean,
While sadly I wait on the shore;
He wander’d away o’er the billow,
I’m longing to see him once more !
He comes to my heart in bright visions,
His face like an angel’s I see!
And still do I sigh in my dreaming,
Oh I bring back my bonnie to me I
Chorus —
Bring back, bring back, bring back my love
o’er the sea I
Bring back, bring back, bring back my bon
nie to me I
He left me when the roses were fading,
To bid me farewell, for a while;
My heart is so weary and lonely,
Bereft of his beautiful smile,
I stray where the billows are dashing,
And wonder where now he can be;
My heart to the waves ever whispers,
Oh I bring back my bonnie to me!
Then, darling one, can you forsake me?
My life is so weary and lone;
Oh ! send me a word o’er the water,
And say you are ever my own I
In sorrow and tears I’m repining,
And sad is my watch by the sea,
My darling, my dear one forever j
Oh! bring back my bonnie to me 1
Killed in its Mother’s Arms.
A prominent Confederate officer
stated to us a few days ago that -dur
ing the siege of Atlanta in 1864 a lady
came to the Confederate army head
quarters and asked for relief in the
way of provisions, etc. She stated that
the day before, while she was walking
through her yard carrying her baby,
a cannon shot from one of Sherman’s
batteries suddenly struck the little one
and knocked it from her arms, leaving
scarcely a fragment of its remains vis
ible, while she herself was altogether
unhurt.
This, the gentleman stated to us,
was the most remarkable occurrence
of the kind he had ever heard of in
the history of warfare. We may add
that it was also as touchingly sad as it
was remarkable. God grant that the
horrors of war may not again be visit
ed upon our country!
Truth, Fitly Spoken.
Several handsome new coaches are
gliding over the polished rails of the
ever and only “old reliable” Western
& Atlantic. — Dalton (Ga. j Citizen.
-A. humorous dare-devil—the very rxiEin to su.it my purpose. Bulwer.
“MIDSU ZMZMEIR” IST TJ TsZE B E Tt.
Amicalola Falls.
This is one of the prettiest cascades
in America. The falls are located in
the northern corner of Dawson county,
Georgia, about twenty miles east of
Jasper, on the Marietta & North Geor
gia Railroad.
The little creek which gives its name
to the falls runs along on the top of a
mountainous ridge until, reaching the
southern side, it tumbles over in a per
pendicular fall of about eighty feet,
thence slides, bounces and tumbles
downward in a succession of little cas
cades until it reaches the valley be
low. The total height from the sum
mit of the first leap to where the wa
ter runs on the level of the valley is
744 feet.
From the way the water leaps, or
tumbles, from height to height, the
Indians called it “ Am-i-ca-10-la,”
“Leaping (or Tumbling,) Water.”
These falls can be plainly seen from
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AMICALOLA FALLS.
the hotel at Dawsonville, ten miles dis
tant to the southeast. They present a
beautiful appearance from the regular
wagon road leading from Jasper to
Dawsonville which passes within about
three-quarters of a mile of the falls.
The water appears like a white ribbon
hanging over the top of the mountain,
thence frazzling out irregularly as it
comes below.
The best way to visit this beautiful
spot is to go via the Western & At
lantic Railroad to Marietta, thence via
the Marietta & North Georgia Rail
road to Jasper, and take a buggy or
other conveyance from the livery sta
ble at that point.
We give herewith a picture of this
beautiful cascade, which was prepared
for the Western & Atlantic Railroad
Company, and which appears in their
“Marietta folder.”
The Kennesaw Route always ahead.
Questions in Arithmetic for the
Youngsters.}
1. A train on the Western & Atlant
ic Railroad is running forty miles per
hour. A fly lights on a man’s nose
and is immediately slapped at by the
irate passenger. Mr. Fly darts off to
wards the front end of the car, at the
rate of sixty miles per hour. How
fast is that fly passing over a stationa
ry cross-tie, when we combine the
speed which the car is making with the
speed which the fly is making through
the comparative still atmosphere inside
of the car, after deducting somewhat
for the union of speed, which there
must necessarily be, in the insect's
flight, and the rush of the train ?
2. A train on the Western & At
lantic Railroad is running at the rate
of forty miles per hour, and the same
fly has come back to the same passen
ger and lit on his nose, and is vigor
ously slapped at again. This time he
darts toward the rear end of the train
at the rate of sixty miles per hour.
What speed is the fly making over a
stationary cross-tie, when we allow for
his course one way and the train’s
course the other, and the necessary
speed against him which the atmos
phere in the car is making toward the
engine?
“Behold, God is Mine Helper.”
“That’s the reason why our business
is so good,” said the general freight and
passenger agent of the Western A At
lantic Railroad, when it was comment
ed on, recently. “This portion of
PsaJm LIV, in the last Kennesaw
Gazette, is a better reason than the
hard work and careful attention which
are characteristic of the employes of
the road; or, I might say, it is a re
ward for them.”
Two hundred guests are enjoying
the exhilarating breezes and life-giv
ing watersof delightful Catoosa Springs.
The resort is now more popular than
it has been in six years past. — Dalton
(Ga.) Citizen.
Yes, go to Catoosa Springs, if you
wish to be healthyand happy. Through
sleeping cars and through coaches run
from Jacksonville, via Albany, Macon
and Atlanta to Catoosa.
NO. 14.