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Vol. 111.
Irish Emigrant’s Lament,
I'm sitting on the stile, Mary,
Where we sat side by side,
On a bright May morning, long ago,
When first you were my bride ;
The corn was springing fresh and green,
And the lark sang loud and high,
And the red was on thy lip, Mary,
And the love-light in thine eye.
The place is little changed Mary,
The day is bright as then,
The lark’s loud song is in my ear,
And the corn is green again !
But I miss the soft clasp of your hand,
And your warm breath on my cheek,
And I still keep listening for the words
You never more may speak.
’Tis but a step down yonder lane,
And the little church stands near,
The church where we were wed, Mary,
I see the spire from here.
But the graveyard lies between, Mary,
And my step might break your rest,
For I’ve laid you, darling, down to sleep,
With your baby on your breast.
I’m very lonely now, Mary,
For the poor make no new friends ;
But oh I they love them better far,
The few our Father sends;
And you were all I had, Mary,
My blessing and my pride,
There’s nothing left to care for now,
Since my poor Mary died.
Yours was a brave, true heart, Mary,
That still kept hoping on,
When the trust in God had left my soul,
And my arm’s young strength had gone,
There was comfort ever on your lip,
And the kind look on your brow,
1 bless you for that same, Mary,
Though you can’t hear me now.
Psalm XXIV.
1 God’s lordship in the world. 3 The citizens of
his spiritual kingdom. 7 An exhortation to
receive him.
A Psalm of David.
riIHE earth is the Logo’s, and the fulness
1. thereof; the world, and they that dwell
therein.
2 For he hath founded it upon the seas,
and established it upon the floods.
3 Who shall ascend into the hill of the
Lord? or who shall stand in his holy
place?
4 He that hath clean hands, and a pure
heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto
vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
5 He shall receive the blessing from the
Lord, and righteousness from the God of
his salvation.
6 This is the generation of them that
seek him, that seek thy face, O Jacob.
Selah.
7 Lift up your heads, Oye gates; and be
ye lift up, ye everlasting doors: and the
King of glory shall come in :
8 Who is the King of glory ? The Lord
strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in
battle.
9 Lift up your heads, Oye gates; even lift
them up, ye everlasting doors; and the
King of glory shall come in.
10 Who is this king of glory ? The Lord
sf hosts, he is the King of glory, Selah.
A. humorous dare-devil—the very man to suit xxiy purpose. Bulwek.
A Delightful Trip.
From Chattanooga to Atlanta by the
Western & Atlantic Railroad was one
of the most charming railroad rides I
have ever experienced. Like the pre
ceding stage in the journey, the region
is historical. Chickamauga, Resaca,
Marietta and a scJre of other battle
fields are in immediate juxtaposi
tion to the railroad, and the mind’s eye
easily goes back toward these stirring
scenes, made famous in the history of
the “March to the Sea.” Near Carters
ville, Ga., the iron highway crosses the
Etowah Valley on a mighty bridge,
and with a majestic sweep of the glisten
ing parallel lines of steel rail, that fair
ly rivals the noted Horse Shoe Bend
near Altoona, Pa. At Marietta, des
tined to be a famous winter resort in
all probability, the dark green slopes
of Kennesaw Mountain tower above
the pretty town, and again does mem
ory revert to the terrible carnage wit
nessed here in the mad struggle for
victory between the legions of old
“Tecumseh” and Gens. Cleburne and
Cheatham, C. S. A. As if to empha
size the reminiscence, from a neatly
painted negro cabin just beyond the de
pot came the faint strains of a melodeon,
and it did not require much knowledge
of the rythmic melodies of Moody,
Sankey, et. al., to distinguish the ever
famous air of “Hold the Fort.” Look
ing up at Kennesaw Mountain, the
famous dispatch was instantly recalled,
THE “OLEBURNE’S FORESIGHT” NUMBER.
ATLANTA, CA., JUNE I, 1888.
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I ’ll make yer git down off’n dar!
( See next number for result.)
and Sherman’s “Hold the Fort, fori
am coming,” will live as long, or longer,
perhaps, than the memories of the
bloody battle which it accentuates.
The town of Calhoun, Ga. which
the terrible cyclone of six weeks ago,
almost coincident with Gotham’s bliz
zard, nearly obliterated from the face of
the earth, showed vivid traces of the
visitation of the elements as our train
pulled up to the station. Here and
there were houses showing great rents,
the repairs to which had not been en
tirely completed, and a number of new
brick buildings showed where the shat
tered dwellings had been restored in a
more substantial state. The route of
the Western & Atlantic Railroad to
Atlanta taps a region full of interest,
and it goes through a part of Georgia
that evinces prosperity on all sides.—
New York Sportsman.
General Pat Cleburne was one who
not only possessed the highest military
sagacity of any Major-General of the
Confederate army; but his history
shows that had he turned his attention
to politics instead of the army he
would have stood in the front of south
ern statesmen. See in this issue of the
Kennesaw Gazette his paper on
freeing the slaves.
The W. & A. R. R. tin# ttfelve
passenger thiiiid daily*
A Beauty.
Probably the handsomest Pullman
palace car that Atlanta ever saw left
on the Western & Atlantic Railroad
yesterday. There were fourteen sec
tions in the car, besides a smoking
apartment, wash rooms, reading rooms,
hallways and sanitary apartments.
Nickle and silver-plated mountings,
mahogany silk plush seats and velvet
carpets, made this car a palatial home
for the traveler. — Atlanta Constitution.
The above refers to one of the two
new Pullman cars which have just
been put on the run between Atlanta
and Nashville. These two cars, —the
Hermione and the Hispania are in
every sense beautiful and magnificent,
and bear witness to the determination
of the two lines handling them to
afford to the public the luxuries of
travel.
The W. & A.’s President.
The Savannah News, in its article on
the meeting of the Georgia Press Asso
ciation at Canton, says :
Senator Brown’s farm, where he was
binding grain when the convention of
1857 nominated him for Governor, is
one of the historic spots to which the
Cantonians point with pride, and “Joe
Brown’s mill,” where the Senator first
got his start in life, is another. How
ever much we may differ with the old
war Governor of Georgia on some pub
lic questions, no one can deny that he
is one of Georgia’s greatest sons, who,
by his ability, industry and strong
common sense, has risen, step by step,
from a poor farm boy to the highest
positions in the gift of his state.
There is a slight mistake about Sena
tor Brown’s getting his first start in
life at the little mill; but the rest of
the above is correct.
The Dalton Accommodation.
The Dalton accommodation train,
running between this place and the
city of Chattanooga, was again resumed
last Sunday. The train leaves Dalton
at 6:25 a. m., and arrives in Chatta
nooga at 8:00 a.m., and returning,
leaves the latter place at 6:00 p. m.,
arriving at Dalton at 7:30 or there
abouts. As the W. & A. company
has adopted a schedule of special low
rates for the summer, applicable to
this train; the accommodation will
prove a: great convenience to local
traveli— JDaUori Citizen,
NO. 11.