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Vol. 111.
Willie, lUe Ijavc illissci) Pou.
Oh, Willie, is it you, dear,
Safe, safe at home,
They did not tell me true, dear,
They said you would not come,
1 heard you at the gate,
And it made my heart rejoice,
For I knew that welcome footstep,
And that dear familiar voice,
Making music on my ear
In the lonely midnight gloom—
Oh, Willie, we have missed you,
Welcome, welcome home!
We’ve longed to see you nightly,
But this night of all;
The fire was blazing brightly,
And lights were in the hall;
The little ones were up,
Till ’twas ten o’clock and past,
Then their eyes began to twinkle,
And they’ve gone to sleep at last;
But they listened for your voice,
Till they thought you’d never come —
Oh, Willie, we have missed you,
Welcome, welcome home I
The days were sad without you,
The nights long and drear,
My dreams have been about you,
Oh I welcome, Willie, dear!
Last night I wept and watched
By the moonlight’s cheerless ray,
Till I thought I heard your footstep,
Then 1 wiped my tears away ;
But my heart grew sad again,
When I found you had not come—
Oh, Willie, we have missed you,
Welcome, welcome home I
Psalm liii.
1 David describeth the corruption of a natural
man. 4He convinceth the wicked by the
light of their own conscience. 6He glorieth
in the salvation of God.
To the chief Musician upon Mahalath, Mas
chil. A Psalm of David.
riIHE fool hath said in his heart There is
no God. Corrupt are they and have
done abominable iniquity ; there is none
that doeth good.
2 God looked down from heaven upon the
children of men, to see if there were any
that did understand, that did seek God.
3 Every one of them is gone back: they
are altogether become filthy; there is none
that doeth good, no, not one.
4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowl
edge ? who eat up my people as they eat
bread ; they have not called upon God.
5 There were they in great tear, where no
fear was: for God hath scattered the bones
of him that encampeth against thee; thou
hath put them to shame, because God hath
despised them.
6 Oh, that the salvation of Israel were
come out of Zion! When God bringeth
back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall
rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.
All through passengers over the W.
&A. R. R. have the privilege of stop
ping off" at beautiful and historic Mari
etta. See that your tickets read over
the W. & A. R. R.
A. huzxiox*ou3 dare-devil—tile very man to suit my purpose. Bvlweb.
The Jobe House.
We give on this page a picture of
the Jobe House, at Ringgold, Ga. It
is on the West side of the Western &
Allantic Railroad, about three hun
dred yards from the depot as you come
towards Atlanta, and only some twen
ty or thirty yards from the track. It
is just about a hundred yards from
Ringgold Gap, through which the
railroad runs.
In the battle of Ringgold, Nov. 27,
1864, in which Gen. Pat. Cleburne’s
division repulsed the greater part of
Gen. Joe. Hooker’s corps, some of the
Federal riflemen dlrted into this house
and from the windows and doors be
gan a most annoying fire upon the
Confederates, who were in the gap and
on the side of the ridge, without en
trenchments. The latter poured a
storm of bullets against the house, but
were unable to dislodge the Federals
until they turned a couple of pieces of
artillery against their place of shelter.
This stampeded them at once, al
though the shells missed the house.
The bullet marks around the doors
and windows are still plainly visible.
Our picture is a copy of a fine one,
which was drawn by the distinguished
artist, Mr. A. R. Waud,of New York
City.
Think of it! To the top of Lookout
Mountain in a palace car. If you go
via the W. & A. R. R. to Chatta
nooga you can connect with the trains
which run to the'top of the grand and
historic mountain, on whose summit,
2,400 feet above the sea are splendid
hotels.
THE “ CHICKAMAUGA ECHOES ” NUMBER.
ATLANTA, CA., SEPTEMBER 15, 1888.
THE JOBE HOUSE, AT RINGGOLD, GA.
Marietta, Ga.
Augusta People in a Charming Summer
Resort—An Eligible Bachelor in the
Shadow of Kennesaw.
A summer tour in north Georgia is
incomplete without a visit to Marietta,
for it is full of attractions, personal,
natural and artificial, especially in the
warm season. It is with peculiar re
gret that confession of such serious
omission is made in this particular con
nection, but from the very best kind
of evidence we are assured that Mari
etta is one of the most wonderful
young cities in Georgia. It is growing
into a place of railway and commercial
importance, and as a health resort it is
unsurpassed.
***
Many of the best people in Georgia
have summer homes in Marietta, and
Augusta is represented among this
number by Mr. Josiah Sibley. His
beautiful summer villa is near the city,
and the members of his family are
among the choicest social spirits of
that most congenial and charming
spot. Many other good people from
here go up for a few weeks at a time.
***
Among the younger people who are
making their home in this favored lo
cality, Mr. Joseph M. Brown is most
prominent, and he has purchased the
famous and historic homestead of Ex-
Governor Charles J. McDonald. His
place is in the very shadow of Kenne
saw, and here the young railroad king
is preparing to locate and keep a royal
bachelor’s hall, or it may be that he is
preparing a worthy and wonderful
cage for some charming social bird.
He is, indeed, a social spirit, as well as
a business man, and no one is fonder
of his friends than this successful and
genial son of the senior Senator from
the sovereign state of Georgia. He not
only has the means to fit his model
home, but be has the taste and talent
for entertaining, and all who ever
come within reach feel the influence of
his courtesy or the effect of his hospi
tality. Those who have seen his place
in Marietta speak of great improve
ments in progress or projected by its
clever owner. Mr. Brown, in his in
terest in his new home, is doing much
for Marietta, and he will make it as
famous some day as the neighboring
village of Atlanta. We advise the
level-headed girls of the south to keep
their eyes on this clever young man
and to hold their hearts and hands in
readiness for a second grand assault on
Kennesaw before the Leap Year is
over. — Augusta Evening News.
We showed the above clipping to
the “clever young man” it mentions.
He read it very calmly until he got to
the reference, in the last sentence, to
the “grand assault before Leap Year
is over,” when he arose and remarked
in a determined tone:
“In the language of Patrick Henry,
‘Let it come I I repeat it, sir, let it
come!”’
All of this sounded very heroic, but
we’ll bet that if it comes he will sur
render speedily and unconditionally.
The Watermelon Crop.
The watermelon crop of Georgia is a
big thing. This year 7,800,000 have
been shipped. The average price of a
melon, when retailed, is 20 cents. The
final total valuation of Georgia’s crop
of watermelons is over $1,500,000.
The farmers probably receive at least
three cents clear on each melon, giv
ing them $200,000. The railroad com
panies probably get SBOO,OOO as
freight, and the commission men di
vide the balance of $470,000. The
railroads get the biggest share, of
course, but they have done much to
wards opening up new markets for the
Georgia farmers, and state that their
rates are as low as possible. Much of
this sum is spent directly for the neces
sary labor in this state, and so it may
be safely said that the watermelon crop
will benefit Georgia this year to the
extent of $600,000. — Exchange.
You can leave Cleveland, Toledo,
Detroit, Chicago, Pittsburg or St.
Louis after supper one night and get
to Atlanta before bed time next even
ing, if your ticket readsover the W. & A,
NO. 18.