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2 THE WEEKLY CONSTITUTION, TUESDAY, MAKCH 14, 1882. SIX DAYS ADRIFT. DETAILS OF A SHIPWRECKED SAILOR S ADVENTURES. n« of tbs Bahama's Survivor*. Ticked op In Kid- Ocoan on a Baft After a Ions Fast, Telia a Thrilling Tala of the Horror# of the Sea Destitution, Starvation and Despair. New York World. The brig Poor], with a cargo of sugar from Tort au Spain, Trinidad, arrived in port yes terday, bringing one of the three sailors of the steamer Bahama, which was sunk on the 9th instant, when on her way to this city from Porto Rico. The Baliama, as the readers of The World will remember, left Porto Rico on February 4 last for New York, and five days later experienced a heavy squall, with thun der, lightning and crass seas. The next day the storm increased in fury, blowing a liurri cane, sweeping the deck of everything mova ble and throwing the vessel on its beam ends, ©te steamer shipped a great deal of water,fires were extinguished, and at four o’clock in the afternoon of February 10 the vessel, being about to sink, was abandoned by all hands wjtli the exception of three men. The cap tain's boat, containing seventeen men, cap sized. The other boat, containing fifteen mem, in command of First Officer Williams, was picked up on the same day by the Anchor line steamer Glcnmorag and brought to this city. It was snpposed that the twenty others, including the three men who refused to leuve the sinking ship, were lost, ljut the brig which arrived yesterday brought one of them, Napo leon Mathurin. aged twenty-one, a French- Onnadian, who was a sailor on the Bahama. He was found on the morning of the Kith, six days after the sinking of the ship, floating on a portion of the deck house, about five hundred miles from the Island of Bermuda. Mathurin is a stout, broad-shouldered, ruddy fared young man, about five feet six inches high. STICKING TO TnEBIlir. To the World reporter he told the following story, after relating the desperate straits to whjcli tiic crew was reduced by the storm: “After the water got into the cabins tho ship was rolling about at the mercy of the waves. The l)oats were manned when we saw that she was sinking, hut Duli, the pantryman, the second cook and myself refused to leave her. The captain in the largest of the two boats pulled away with seventeen men, and the fimt officer had charge ot the other. They urged us to go with them, hut both boats be ing full we refused. The men in the captain's boat bade us good-bye and rowed off. His boat seemed like a straw in such waves, and at every stroke of the oars I felt half inclined to call them back. They bad not gotten far away when a huge wave upset them, and after a pitiful cry all was still. I felt the vessel sinking rapidly, but held to a hawser on a broken spar awaiting the result. She gradu- a'lly sunk lower and lower, drawing me down by the suction. I thought my time had come. The spar I held floated, and when I came to the surface nothing of the Baliama remained but floating woodwork. TAKING A DEAD MAN’S PLACE. “I was nearly blinded by the waves, but I held to fiiu piece of spar. Rising with the waves I saw Joe Uilkner, the ship's porter, on a part of the for’nrd deck-house, and swam for him as it looked big enough for us both, aad I could not hold on to my piece, it was so small. When I reached Bilkncr and at tempted to get on, he cried out piteously for me logo away. ‘We both can’t live on this,' he cried, ‘get’something else, for God sake,’ He had hardly uttered the words when a wave swept him off and between being stunned and exhausted by the swim from the captain’s boat when it upset to the ship lie was drowned and I was powerless to save him. Then darkness came on and nothing could be seen of the others. There was noth ing on the deck-house but myself, and I had nothing to cat but one pilot biscuit, which I bad put in my breast. All night long the waves dashed over me, slapping me from one side to the other when I attempted to move. I was lying flat on the boards, and not for n moment could I loosen my grip on the two iron hooks that were on them. No sun roso on the second day and the storm had not abated. I ate the biscuit, which was softened to a pulp, and it made mo very thirsty. The day was spent like the night. I kept a lookout for ships, but saw none, and when evening came I was very much discouraged. During the second night I broke off a door that was on the deck-house and put it over me for shelter from the sea. I could not sleep for fear of being washed off. I was in the same position for four days, almost crazy from thirst, On the tbird day I could not resist the temptation nor anticipate the conse quences, but lapped up some salt water that had gathered in a corner of the raft. course it made me worse. A SAIL, BUT NO HELP. "Each day after the first I saw sails passing, lint my shouts and signals could not be heard orscen. It was awful. I tied my jumper (a canvas jacket or blouse) to a stick and waved it for hours when I saw these ships, and when I saw them slowly disappear it*made me al most crazy. My nioutli was sore from dryness and my face was cut witli salt. On the fifth day the sea calmed a trifle and rain fell, thanked God for it. 1 spread out my oil-skin coat and caught some of it. I did not allow much to gather, but lapped it up as it fell. Two days ago. I forgot to mention, I saw a bark and on it I could plainly discern the man nt the wheel and a man at tlie foretop, but 1 was unseen, and it passed on. On the night of the 15th I slept a little by tying my arm to one of the hooks with my suspenders. Tlie next day the weather was clear and line. THE RESCUE. ‘‘As soon as it was light I began my daily lookout. I had not been looking long when I saw a sail about four miles off coming towards me. I waved my signal and saw the ship slowly approaching. Exhausted from my efforts, I fell down and slept for I guess half an hour. When I awoke the ship was npar by. I waved my shirt and saw the crowd at the ship’s side waving back. When she came within a ship’s length of me a boat was lowered and I was taken on. I was under the impression until I got in here that I was the only one saved from the Bahama.’’ STANDING HIS PRIVATIONS WELL. Theodore Range, the first mate of the brig Fearl, who rowed out to rescue Mathurin, said yesterday: “I never seen such a man in my life, sir, as him we took aboard. It was in latitude 32.20 and longitude 73.10," said he, looking at Ills log-book, “when we came across him, and for a man that was six days without anything for to eat or even any to bacco was the heartiest ever I seen. He clum up the side of the ship as spry as ye please, and didn’t want nothing to eat, but made right for tlie cdok’s gallery and got away with four cups of coffee. He then went to sleep and didu’t wake up for a couple of hours. It was 8.30 when Theodore Note, the lookout, saw him, and it was lucky ho did, ’cause the next night it was very rough and the boards he were on were water-soaked. Mr. Cathart.means “Great Scrap-Book Maker.” In proof of his bad memory, the collector was unable to tell without consulting his books when he first began his work. An examina tion of his first collection of clippings fur nished the date, December lti, 1856, and the first clipping was found to be an advertisement offering a reward for the capture of a runaway slave. The last book compiled is a pamphlet, which, when bound, will bear the title: "Mayor King and His Black Policemen.” It is made up of all the newspaper articles relat ing to the appointment of colored men on the police force. The titles of some of the volumes will give an idea of the subjects covered. Three large volumes are devoted to “China and Japan,” and are made up of more than a thousand clippings. “Incidents in the Life of Jefferson Davis” tills two volumes, which are followed by four bulky books, entitled “Anxious In quiries." Then comes four good-sized vol umes of “Sermons and Religious Scraps,” next to which “Assassination of Lincoln and Trial and Execution of the Conspirators.” is given place in a book of many hundred pages. “Odd Fellows and Good Templars” are repre sented next in a single volume, as are also “Men and Women of 1868 and 1869.” Three large volumes, among the neatest in the collec tion, are devoted to “Colonel Forney’s Let ters and Euro]>ean Correspondence.” Next to Colonel Forney's letters is a volume inscribed, “Life and Dea’h of Charles Sumner,” and another, “Comic Sketches.” One of the most interesting books in the collection, and, per haps, tlie most valuable, is “Poetry of the Re bellion,” which contains about a thousand war songs. Another interesting volume, and tlie largest in the library, is “The Colored People and the Passenger Railroads, and Rail road Matters of the United States.”' This book contains 682 pages. No less than eight bulky volumes are devoted to “Westcott’s History of Philadelphia” Three volumes are filled with “Masonic Scraps.” and five witli clippings concernuig “Enfranciscment’s Last Chapter the Fifteenth Amendment,-” and four vol umes suffice to accommodete “The Biack Man After the Passage of the Civil Right’s Bill.” Five volumes contain the doings of the“Freed- men’s Bureau,” and the same numberof books are made up of clippings relating to “Slavery.” “John Brown’s Insurrection” finds place in a single volume, next to which are two immense “Scrap Books of the Rebellion.” A fat book, measuring four inches across, contains “The Trial of Mr. and Mrs. Twitchell for the Mur der of Mrs. Hill,” and another volume is a record of murders, and executions, and mis cellaneous criminal matters. Three volumes now under way the scrap-book maker takes great pride in,’being no less than “The Crimes of Ministers.” Mr. Cathcart sets great store by his library, and reckons its value in sordid dollars very high. To him it represents twenty-five years of work, and lie says that a man to make an other such collection must start young and wait until all his hair has turned gray before it will be as complete. Of DUNG1NESS. GRAND OLD RUIN ON CUMBER LAND ISLAND. Once an Abode of Abound ng Hospitality—Tho Some of ihe Descendants of Gen. Nathaniel Greene— The Grave of Light Horse Harry Leo A Masaive Structure—A Mystery. The Farmer the Loser. Hamilton Journal. If the cost of cotton ties is to be increased, by an increase of the import duty, the farmer who uses them must sustain the less. If he has to pay more for them and the price of cotton is not advanced in consequence, there is inevitable loss, and the farmer is the loser. Washington special Pittsburg Telegraph. 1 had a talk to-day with Emory Speer, the Georgia independent, who is a member of the ways and means committee, about the prospects of the Mc Kinley cotton tie bill. Mr. Speer is a protectionist, and says there is a growing tariff sentiment in the south, but that the passage of the proposed cotton tie bill would deal it u stunning blow. The farmers all over tlie south are inquiring why the movement should be made to rai.-o’ the rate on the only duti able article in which they are Interested. Mr.Speer says he cannot vote for the bill and that no south ern congressman could defend his action at home after so doing. In conclusion Mr. Sjieer said iho hoop iron men in pressing this bill at this time were simply killing the goose that lays the golden egg and that nothing would be done by congress relating to any tariff matters until the commission reported a scientific tariff hill. ncapportlnnmrnt In Virginia. RichMosd, March 6.—Virginia is the first state that will reupportiou under the new congressional apportionment bill. The state, which formeily was divided into nine congressional districts, is now made to contain ten, giving Virginia one additional representative In the national legislature. By Ihe hill just introduced in tlie senate the entire state is so politically divided as to give the read justers eight representatives out of tho ten to he elected. The remaining two are given to the democrats. Under the old, or demo cratic apportionment, the state was designed to rc turn seven democrats and two republicans when there was anything like a free ballot and a fair count. During the terms filled by Mr. John Goode, from the second district, Virginia was represented by eight democrats and one republican. The Last oT (Jultcau. Cincinnati Commercial Special. “No one need imagine,” said District-Attorney Corkhill to-night, “that Guiteau will not hang on June 30th. He will. The anniversary of that fate ful Saturday night will find him under the dissect ing knife. I hear that Scoville has deserted the case and will file no bill of exceptions. Whether he does or not is a matter of no moment ntall. The court in banc will grunt no new trial. It has prac tically passed already upon every point that could be presented in any possible bill of exceptions. Every word and every aet of Judge Cox during the trial was the result of a conference with all of his brethren of the bench. There is nothing to decide now, and the assassin will never appear in a court room again. His next appearance in public will be on the scaffold.” Votlne Itrnorunec. Pittsburg Telegraph. An ignorant man with a vote is worse than a case of small-pox in a community, a scourge that carries danger not only to individuals but to the govern ment itself. RING DEM CHARMIN’BELLS. A UNIQUE LIBRARY. The Remarkable Collection Made by m Philadelphia Janitor. Philadelphia Times A bail memory and a desire to preserve the gojjd things he read in the newspapers led Jo- W. H. Cathcart, twenty-five years ago, llpfnn cfipfin-lhiiiL” mal'intr Vntr lui line a to begin scrap-book making. Now lie has a library of 100 volumes, made up entirely of clippings, and covering a great variety of sub jects, allowing at once the broad range of the collector’s taste and the wide scope of the journalism of the past quarter of a century. Cathcart is janitor of the building No. 303 Walnut street, and has held this position for half of his lifetime. In liis room is a large bookcase filled with neatly-bound volumess each with the character of its content, stamped in gold upon the back, with the name of the compiler, followed by tlie mysterious letters “G S. B. M.,” which, as translated by AS SUNG BY UNCLE REMUS. Oh, sinner! don’t take yo’ time, Dar’s a road we afi mus’ clime— Hit’s a road full er faintin’ spells; De way mighty long, But soul git strong Won she year dem charmin’ bells. Oh, sing, my soul! Oh, ringen roll! Ring-a dem charmin' hells’. De road mighty full cr dus'. But sinner kin squcnch his thus’ By driukin’ fum de Jacob wells: En de soul git strong Wen she year dat song— Oh, ring dem charmin' bells! Oh, Jerdun, roll! Oh,sing, my soul! Ring-a dem charmin' hells! Oh, sufferin' sinner, rise— Lit’ up dem 'umbel eyes— Lissen w’at de Speret tells: Oh, do git strong En sing dat song— I year dem’ charmin’ bells! Oh, sing, my soul! Oh, ring en roll! Ring-a dem charmin' hells t Wen de night git dark en col’, En you year dat Jerdun roll, Dat de place whar John befels;* Oh, soul, git 6trong, En sing dat song— Oh, ring dem charmin’ bells! Oh, sing, my soul! Oh. ring en roll! Ring a dem charmin’ bells! My Lord, he done onroll Dat shinin’ dot uv gol’. En de heav'ms dey sinks en swells! Oh, sonl, ring strong! Des shout dat song— Oh, ring dem charmin’ bells! Oh, sing, my soul! Oh, ringen roll! Ring-a dem charmin’bolls! Washington Gazette. I mention Dunginess, of Cumberland Is land, Georgia. This grand old ruin s.ands on the south point of the island, looking out on the broad expanse of the Atlantic. Disman. tied and despoiled by vandal treatment dur ing our late war, it is no longer tenantable; and its former lofty walls seem to have lost half their altitude. It was originally a sixty feet cube, of massive tabby structures, whose castellated gray heights loomed up in the dim distance a landmark for the weary mariner looking homeward. AN EARTHLY PARADISE. Dunginess was once an earthly paradise,the abode of true gentility, and abounding hospi tality. In the early spring the delicious odors of its orange groves, wafted by favorable winds, could be inhaled for miles on thg open sea. Here for many years was the home of the" immediate family and descendants of General Nathaniel Greene, of the revolu tion, the friend and favorite of Washington. The remains of General Greene do not repose, as some think, on this island home. He died at the age of forty- four from sunstroke at his rice plantation, Mulberry Grove, (given him by Georgia,) a few miles above Savannah, en the Savannah river, on the 19tli of J une, 1786, having never lived on Cumberland island, which was sub sequently settled by his family. And the present place of his sepulture, knoweth no man unto this day. Immediately after his death his remains’ were deposited*in a vault fora temporary period, located on confiscated property, confiscated because the original owners had sided with the royal government, and lett the country. AFTER THE WAR. After the war feelings had subsided, the confiscation acts were repealed, and absentees returned to their old homes. Among them were the owners of the above named vault. Soon after, the family of General Greene hav ing selected a cemetery, decided to remove to it his remains, and opened the vault for that purpose; when to their utter astonishment and grief, not a vestige of their loved and honored dust could be found. That lie had been removed by cruel hands, was absolutely certain! The sad mystery remains shrouded in painful, weary "conjectures. But, although debarred the privilege of visiting the resting place of tlie great man. his name and deeds are crystal- ized in the chronicles of the great revolution; and by tlie cenotaph erected to his memory by the city of bavannuh in 1825, tlie corner stone of which was laid by his comrade, Gen eral LaFayette, during his triumphal visit to tlie United States. And we hope that the monument voted by congress, to tlie memory of General Greene, nearly a cen tury since, will yet be erected. It is said that tlie Hon. Alexander Stephens intends calling upon this long-neglected duty. But the re mains of a noble hero of the great revolution, do repose at Dunginess. Those of General Henry Lee, known as light-horse Harry, the father of our peerless Robert E. Lee. He was distinguished for supe rior military prowess, activity and efficiency. Was a man of rare intellectual ability and culture. He composed the best history of tlie war in the southern states; and is the author of that immortal tribute to "the father of his county.” (found in his eulogy on Washing ton,) “First in war, first in peace, and first in tlie hearts of his countrymen!” LEE S DEATH. The death and burial of General Lee on Cumberland island, occurred as follows: Having been seriously, incurably wounded in Baltimore, in an attempt to quell a mo! some years at ter the war, he visited the W Indies for his health. Perceiving that' strength was failing, he determined to return home. The vessel that brought him, passing near Dunginess, he, at his request, was landed on Cumber land island. Fortunately, meeting a grand son of General Greene, to whom he made himself known, and requested him to inform his aunt, Mrs. Shaw, that an old friend and comrade in arms of her father, had arrived, ana sought her hospitality. Very soon the family carriage came down,*and conveyed the sick general to the mansion; where he was welcomed most cordially, although intimating that his days were almost numbered. He lin gered oiuy a few weeks, receiving the kindest attention. He was buried in the cemetery of tlie Greene family, at Dunginess, with mili tary honors, amid tlie discharge of artillery, as there was at that time a small squadron of the United Slates navy at an chor in the neighboring waters. The com mander and officers of the squad ron, including the chaplain, landed and uni ted in paying tlie last tribute to the illustri- trious dead. General Henry Lee was born in Westmoreland county, Virginia, January 29tli, 1756, and died 25th of March, 1818, aged 62 years. One of the closing acts of the life of General Robert E. Lee, was to visit the grave of his father in 1870, the year.of his death. me, I’ll ’vide wid you.” One of tlie gents tried to persuade the other to go in the day and dig for the gold bnt he declined, saying, “I’ve got no faith in negro dreams, and don’t want to be laughed -at, and you know if Tom Graham hears of it he’ll put it in the Republican. Better let the nigger-have it.” But the other man reflected, and the more he reflected the more he wanted the buried gold, so one bright, moonlight night he gathered his pick and slipped off alone to the graveyard. He dug from seven until eleven in all the corners of the fence but his search was unrewarded. It is said that every night now that man turns over the sod in that oldjcemetary until eleven,and then goes home. At a quarter past twelve the old long grave near the gin house opens, an old darkey's form creeps forth,looks at the broken ground, goes to a certain spot, stamps several times, chuckles gleefully, and then goes back to his rest in a good humor. He guards his gold from “de poor white trash.” THE RAPID PROGRESS OF AN EN TERPRISING TOWN. AN ALLEGED CONFESSON Of a Murder Perpetrated In Kentucky More than Six Year* Aco. Dispatch to the Enquirer. CvsTHiANA.Ky.,March 4.—Quiteasensation was created in this community yesterday when it was generally known that a confes sion had recently been made of a murder that was committed near this city between six and seven years ago, and was the all- absorbing theme of conversation upon the streets, there being an immense crowd in at tendance upon county court. On a Saturday night, about seven years ago, the lifeless body of Eugene McCarthy, one of our reputable citizens, was found on the pike insfr nernss Lickinir rivpr fmnnsitp thin nifv * In other words, this is what befell St. John. It may be well to state in tills connection that this at tempt to reader the spirit ol a very qnaint song should not bo comounded with “Boll. Jordan, Roil,” the music of which has been preserved with wonderful success by the late Mrs. Lucy McKim Garrison, nor with another song with the same re frain. The roUineof the Jordan and the ringing of the charming bells aro heard in a dozen negro songs. just across Licking river, opposite this city At that time a heated political primary elec tion was pending, the excitement was running high, and scores of men from all parts of the county were in town daily, imbibing freely. McCarthy was in town on the day named above, pretty drunk, ilnd left for home on a fast steed about 10 o’clock that night. About 11 o’clock your correspondent, who then resided in the suburban village across the river, found the corpse lying in the road with his hands folded across his breast, gasping his last. The facts were made known to the au thorities, a coroner’s jury was empaneled, and they returned a verdict of death from an un known cause, as it was always thought that McCarthy was either thrown front his horse or fell off and was killed, and so the matter rested. This much in the way of how the man was supposed to have met his death. We will now give what is alleged to be a death-bed confes sion of Newton Asbbrook, who died at his residence near Trickunt, in this county, last Wednesday, which was as follows: He said that on the night named above, he, in company with one Paddy Moore, left this place for their homes about ten o’clock, and that they overtook McCarthy just opposite the city, on the pike, when Moore dealt McCarthy a blow behind the ear with his fist, which felled him head first to the ground from his horse; that they rode bn. not stop ping to see whether the man was dead or not. Paddy Moore, tlie perpetrator, according to the Ashbrook statement, died about tiiree years ago, and only last week Ashbrook him self died. Ashbrook, with all his good traits, never gave up anything he knew about the murder until he was about to breath his last. He died of consumption. The above is the information in regard to the confession at hand. It may not be exactly correct in de tail, but the substance is. THE LIGHTNING’S ANTICS. The Freaks Played by the Electric Fluid In a Midway llonucw Milledgev’ille Herald. Midway. Ga., March 2.—On the night of February 28th, at about twelve o’clock, light ning struck the chimney on the east end of my house, knocking the top off, tearing off part of the gable end, and running down the studding next the chimney, tearing up part of the hearth and scattering the brick-bats, timber, mortar, etc., over the room, breaking out the glass of the windows and scattering it all over the room. Mr. M. B. McGinty and T. A. Chapman were sitting at the table writ ing, about six feet from the fireplace, and were both thrown back from the table and badly shocked. Chapman received a slight wound on his face from some of tLe tim bers. Mr. McGinty was also shocked and received a cut on the back of the head, but neither were seriously hurt. Mr. N. S. Eaves was lying on a bed in the corner of the room with his head within four feet of the scantling that was entirely torn out by the lightning, and was considerably shelled by brick-bats and mortar; but his head being protected by the head-board of the bedstead he was hurt very little. J. M. Cook and A. L Eaves were lying on a bed in the room, where they were covered up by splinters and dust. Splinters were also stuck in the ceiling of the room all about. John Colvin Hillbum was sitting on the bed in the opposite corner from Mr. Eaves, and when he came to himself he was on the floor. R. P. Eaves was on the bed with Hillburn, bnt received no injury at all. The lamp on the table between McGinty and Chapman was pnt out and a hole made through the lamp chimney. There were twelve in the other part of the house. I can but feel grateful to a merciful Providence that no one was killed, or severely hurt, which under the circumstances is remarkable. TALLOWTOWN’S TREASURES. »fro Gold Biggins Excitement Caused by Sumter. Americus Republic.'n. Some excitement was created in Tallow- town, in the old sixteenth district of Sumter county, by an old darkey telling one or two gentlemen that he had dreamed two or three nights in succession that the ghost of his old daddy had appeared to him saying “that a large pot of gold was buried in a certain comer of the fence around the old graveyard, and if he would dig there be tween twelve and one o'clock at night be could find it." The darkey was so firmly impressed that the gold was there that he wanted it, but said he, “Bosses, l’se fraid of glioses in de graveyard, an if you’ll go wid Wlioltepreaenttho People. Accoiding to the directory of tlie forty-seventh congress, there arc In that body 293 members: One hundred and ninety-five lawyers. Kiueteen professional politicians. Three railroad officers. One capitalist. One clergyman. There are’ sixty-five members representing the useful employment of the country as follows: Seventeen merchants. Eleven farmers. Twelve editors. Ten manufacturers. Five physicians. Two civil engineers. Two miners. Two mechanics. One metallurgist. The useful employments are still worse repre sented in the senate, as the following shows. There are seventy-six members, whose professions are as follows: Filty-seven lawyers. Five bank officers. Three railroad officials. Three professional politicians. Of the useful professions there are eleven: Three merchants. Three manufacturers. Two miners. Two general business. One farmer. One editor. WAYCR0SS. the Additions to the Original Town—Sapidity of Improve ment Removing the Old Land-Marks — Tho Waycross Short Line Offices—A Livel/ Newspaper^Rise in Real Estate. Savannah Times. On every hand new buildings are in course of construction. At present the town is divided by a deep branch. The old—or 1 should say the original town—is on the north and east side of the branch, and the exten sion, that portion belonging to the Savannah, Florida and Western railway, is on the south and west side. But judging from the rapidity of improvement it will not be many years before the two will be united in such a way as to obliterage every vestige ot the present ap parent dividing line. Lots in tlie old town— and I only use this term in a distinctive sense, for none of it is old—are not held, as one would suppose, at extortionate prices, and those in the new, or railroad ex tension, are sold, regardless of location, at one hundred dollars each. Quite a number of buildings, residences, and business houses are now going up in both places, and the peo ple seem alive to the present emergencies and hopeful of future prospects. The Savannah, Florida and Western railway have erected at their junction with the Waycross short line a splendid, commodious building, for offices and the accommodation of passengers, and here is an eating bouse presided over by Mr. P. McGuire, of New York. Everything is conducted in regular New York style. On the east side is a broad, level area, reserved by the company for the use of their employes, and neat residences are going up rapidly’ I noticed among th e so a fine residence recently completed for Mr. Reed, the assistant engineer of the road. I learn that a splendid large brick hotel is soon to be erected near the depot. Nor is Waycross behind in other mat ters. suggestive of an enlightened, progressive community. She lias a first-class live weekly newspaper, owned and edited by Judge Joseph Tillman, well known to the people of Savan nah and the state. I was not. fortunate enough to meet the judge, who was absent, but found Mr. W. A. Wright, also well known in Savannah, temporarily representing him. To this gentleman I am indebted for tlie usual courtesies of the press. Two good schools are in successful operation and are well patronized by the citizens. A neat Methodist church and a tasty-lookiug, commo dious courthouse, and there is now in course of construction a town market. the dogs keeping up with procession, Emanuel drinking in the music of the far-away yelping. When about ten miles from tlie starting point, and in the vicinity of Boliugbroke. tlie foxes parted company, and then tlie. dogs piled in on them. Some of tlie hounds who bud fol lowed the other fox heard the squall of the captured and came up, but when he was killed the English dog, Jake, led off after the other, followed by ten of tlie hounds. They soon closed in on him and the race was over. The skins were brought into town and ex hibited as trophies of the double capture. manuel is a dntyman for George S. Obear, and when he takes a notion to go hunting puts some one on his dray and takes to the woods. During the fall lie hunts ’possums and coons, and in tiiis way makes a living. He is proud of his dogs, and to go hunting with him is a rare treat. The skins of the game lie catches bring in but a small revenue, but he says the reputation of his dogs and the possums nrc as much as lie wants. From Wanhlnztim Society Note*. Evening Star. Hours for visiting, and evening parties are gradu ally growing later and later. Tne president rarely sits down to dinner Before S. even when he has no specially invited company. The invitations he has issued for dinner name d half-past 7 ns the hour, in stead of 7, the fashionable time for formal dinners given here for some years. The guests have not as sembled at many evening parties this year until after 10 o’clock, and It has been 11 before the rooms were well filled. Many ladies have told their visit itig acquaintances that they would not be ready to see visitors before 5 o’clock. and might be found at home almost any day at that hour. This greatly limits the visiting hours already short enough, for thare who have long lists. It is scarcely possible to make more than two calls between 5 o’clock and dinner-time, since the ladies naming that honr for receiving do not live near together. Wherefore it follows that, now so many have taken that hour for receiving, that one can make only about a dozen calls per week, excluding Sunday. IN HARVEST DAY. Sunday Magazine. Through Farmer Gale’t wide fields I passed Just yestereve; My week of holiday was spent, And idly on the stile I leant. Taking my leave Of all the fair and smiling plain, ’ Wood, vale, and hill. And all the homely household band, (The warm grasp of each kindly hand Bides with me still); And I was sad. The stricken grain Around me lay; I could but think of silent glide— Of buds aud blossoms lowly laid The harvest day. “And this is all!” I sadly said, “These withered leaves— This gathered grain; spring's hours of bliss And summer’s glory turn to this— Some yellow sheaves! 1 ’ Then Farmer Gale—that good old man. So simply wise— Who overheard, and quickly turned, Said, while a spark of anger burned In his gray eyes: “Lad, thou art town-bred, knowing naught Whereof thou pretest! For, be the flower ns fair as May. The fruit it yields in harvest day Is still the greatest! “And thou—thy spring shall quickly pass; Fast fall the leaves From life’s frail tree. In harvest day See that before the Lord thou lay Some yellow sheaves!” He went his way: I mine. And now I hear the flow Ol busy life in crowded street— Of eager voices, burryiig feet, • That come and go. Yet e’en when Sashing factory loom* My bands engage, I see that far-off upland plain— Its long, low rows of gathered grain, Its rustic sage, And hear them say: “Let pleasure fair. And passions vain. And youthful follies, fade and die; But all good deeds, pure thoughts and high. Like golden grain “Be gathered still.” Blest harvest store! That surely grows In hearts by noble dreams inspired: In hearts to generous action fired By other’s woes. Lord, when thou called; when this world My spirit leaves, Then to thy feet, oh, let me come. ^ uu, ici uxe tuuic, Bringing, in joyful harvest home. Some yellow sheaves I THE SECESSION OF GEORGIA. What Albert Lamar, Secretary of tho Confederate Conerews llu* to Say About It. Gath’s Interview. Said I, “Mr. Lantar, is it not true that the secession of Georgia was accomplished by making Hersehel V. Johnson drunk, when' he was carrying the convention at Millcdge- ville, called to consider secession, over to the union side?” “Yes,” ’ said Mr. Albert Lamar; “and mixed tlie drink of brandy which settled Mr. Johnson. Cobb’s brother and Toombs were privy to it, and I was tlie secretary of the convention at Milledgevilte which pass ed fite secession ordinance. The upctple of Georgia were very much dS^ftBclincd to disunion. We on "the other side were too much committed to it to fail without being individually ruined. We had already made our political record for it, and if the union side prevailed we were gone politically in Georgia. Hersehel V. Johnson bad been the candidate for vice-president on the ticket with Douglas. He was the most powerful speaker in our state when lie could get fiiliy enlisted and stirred up. He made a sp'-ecli that day in January, 1861, before tlie Miliedgevillo convention, which was tlie noblest effort of his life. We felt the temple of our creation falling around our heads. It became necessary to _break up the line of that tremendous speech", and we proposed an adjourment, conceding that Johnson should go on after dinner.- It was then resolved to give him a drant that would break liis com mand over liis topic. There was some old brandy at the hotel, and I made a toddy of it without water, very palatable, very tremen dous. He drank it, and when we met again lie could not go on. His memory was weak, his words ran together, the convention got to laughing at him, and Toombs carried it by storm. Thus was the noble cause of disunion thrice nobly achieved by refusing to let the voice, of reason be heard. Yet I hold in my hand another sign of re pentance and regret for it. AVERY VS. “GATH.’ “Colonel,” said a Constitution reporter to Colonel I. W. Avery, “I understand that in your history of Georgia you give a different version of tlie Hersehel V. Johnson matter from that given by Gath in the interview with Mr. Lamar, which was published in The Con stitution yesterday.” “Yes; Gath must have misconceived Albert Lantar—liis account is so full of errors. There is no better posted man than Lamar, and lie is incapab'e of blundering as Gath has made him blunder. Upon pages 120 and 121 of the History of Georgia, tlie incident about Gov ernor Johnson is related. I was in tlie con vention as a spectator, and I had Governor Johnson’s own authority for tlie statement that I have made. In the first place, the in cident did not occur in tlie secession conven tion which assembled on the 16th of January 1861; but it occurred in the democratic con vention that Assembled June 4, I860, after tlie rupture in the Charleston convention, and when the democracy of Georgia had assem bled to act upon the split that had occurred in that convention. The president was T. L. Guerry. and the chairman of the business committee was William H. Stiles. A majority and minority report were made, Hersehel V. Johnson making a minor ity report. The majority report indorsed the action of the scceders and reaffirmed the Cin cinnati platform. The majority report took ground for the protection of slavery in the territories. The minority report declared that slave property was entitled to the same legal recognition in the territories as any other property. A long discussion ensued. Mr. Toombs was not a member of the convention and did not speak. I can give you now the words of the history as Governor Johnson told the matter to me: “Ex-Governor John son began his speech before the noon adjourn ment of the session and concluded it after dinner. His speech was powerfully begun and was a masterpiece of argument and eio^ quence. Even his opponents acknowledged its magnificent power. But what slight causes can effect human effort! Wearied at the close of the morning session, and unable from the strain upon him, to eat any dinner lie took a glass of wine upon an empty stomach to strengthen himself, and it sickened him rendering the continuation of liis speech so difficult that its diminution of vigor was marked.” AN UNUSUAL FURORE. Itcccnt Excitement Iuvextlgutcd by tbo Herald uud the ltcsult* Made Public. (Cleveland. O., Herald.) A few weeks ago vve copied into our columns from the Rochester, N. Y„ Democrat and Chron icle “A remarkable Statement” made by J. It. Henion, M. D , a gentleman who is well known in this city. In that article Dr. Henion recounted a wonderful experience which befell him, and a few days thereafter we published from the same paper a second article, giving an account ot the “Ex citement in Rochester,” caused by Dr. Hen- ion’s statement, in the first article Dr. Henion stated that for a number of years, up to last June, he had been afflicted with what seemed at first a most mysterious trouble. He felt unaccountably tired at’frequent intervals: he had dull and indefi nite pains in various parts of liis body and head, and was very hungry one day and en tirely without appetite tlie next. However, ns a physician he thought, and so did hie fellow phy sicians, that he was suffering from malaria. lint yet he grew worse, and was finally obliged to give up a large and lucrative practice. Still he was not conscious of his danger, nor that a. monstrous disease was becoming fixed upon him, although all lifs organs had become gradually weakend. The symptoms above described con tinued, accompanied by others of an aggravated nature, and he noticed a peculiar color and odor about the fluids lie was passing; that they were abundant one day and very scanty the next, and were covered wiih froth, or tilled with brick dust sediment. But even then he did not realize his real and alarming condition. At l ist, however, he was brought face to face with the fact that he was the victim of a most terrible disease, and he made heroic efforts for recovery, fie traveled extensively and consulted the best physi cians, but they could give him only temporary re liefs and that principally in the form of morphine. And so he grew steadily and constantly worse until hislife became a torture. His pulse was uncontrol lable. He lived wholly by injections, and for six days and nights he had the hiccoughs constantly, which are considered the sure.indicationsof coming, death. When hope and life were nearly exhausted his pastor, the Rev. Dr. Foote, rector of St. Paul’s church, strongly urged hint to try a means which the reverend gentleman hud seen used with re markable results. He objected at first, but finally consented, and was conscious of an improved con dition the first week. His pains gradually disap- icared; his stomach resumed digestion; his heart leoame regular; his headaches disappeared; he had no more chills and fever, or acidity of tlie stomach: he gained twenty-six pounds in three months, and is a well man to-day, being entirety cured of a most pronounced case of Bright’s disease. Although conscious of Ihe consequences from his professional brethren, still as a duty to his fellow men, and according to a vow he made on what lie thought was his dying bed, he published a card de tailing his illness and remarkable cure. “Since my recovery,” he says, “I have thoroughly reinvesti gated the subject of kidney difficultiesar.d Bright’s disease, aud 1 believe more than one-half the deaths whicli occur in America are caused by Bright’s disease of the kidneys. It has no distinctive symp toms of its own (indeed, it often develops without any pain whatever in the kidneys or their vicinity), but has the symptoms of nearly every oilier known complaint. Hundreds of people die daily whose burials are authorized by a physician's certificate of “Heart Disease.” "Apoplexy,” “Paralysis,” •‘Spinal Complaint,” ’’Rheumatism.” “Pneumo nia,” and other common complaints when in reali ty it was Bright’s disease of the kidneys. Few phy sicians, and fewer people, realize the extent of this- disease or its dangerous aud insidious nature. It steals into the system like a thief, manifests its presence by the commonest symptoms, and fastens tself upon the life before the victim is aware. U Is nearly as hereditary as consumption, quite as common and fully as fatal. Euiire families, inher iting it from their ancestors, have died, and yet noue of the number knew or realized the mvsteri- ous power which was removing them. Instead of common symptoms it-often-ehowa-none- wi-nteverr " but brings death suddenly lind as such is usually supposed to be heart disease.” ’the second article entitled “Excitement in Rochester,” was made up of interviews with Dr. Henion himself, who eon firmed ull said in his card, and also with Mr. II. H. Warner. The latter gentle man did not regard Dr. Hciiion's case as particu- laily exceptional, because lie had known of very many such cures by the tame means in all parts of the land. Kidney diseases, he said, arc carrying off tens of thousands every year, while Bright's disease is increasing 250 per cent a decade, and yet the people do not realize it or seek to check it until too" late. He related how a New Orleans medical professor, lecturing mi this disease, thinking to show his class what healthy fluids were, subjected some of his own to a chemi cal test, and although he had no suspicion of it be fore, discovered that he. too, had the dreaded dis ease, which proved fatal in less than a year. There was also an interview with the celebrated chemist of the New York State Board of Henltn. Dr. 8. A. Lattlmore, who said he had analyzed the remedy which cured Dr. Henion, and found that it was “entirely free from any poisonous or deleterious substances.” We have made those condensations tn order that all the material facts may be set before our readers. Since the publication of these two articles, having been besieged with letteis of inquiry, we sent a communication to Dr. Henion ana also one to II H Warne 1 it Co, asking if any additional proof could be given us as to the validity of the stataments pub lished. In answer thereto v.c have received the following letters, which add interest to tlie entire subject and wholly verify every statement hitherto made: Rochester, X. Y„ February”, 18S2. Gentlemen: Your favor is received. The pub lished statement, over my signature, to which you refer is true in every respect, and 1 owe my life and present health wholly to the power of’Wamer’s Bale Kidney and Liver Cure. It is not surprising that p- ople should question the statement I made, for my recovery was as great a marvel to myself, as to my physicians, and friends. * a * J. B. IIenion, M. D. Rochester, N. Y„ January 31,1882. Sirs: Acknowledging your favor duly received, we would say the best proof vve can give that the statements made by Dr. Henion are en tirely true, and would not have been published unless strietly so, is the following testimonial from the best citizens of Rochester, and a card published by Rev. pr. Foote, which you are at liberty to use if you wish. H. if. Warner & Co. To Whom it may Concern: In the Rochester, N. Y., Democrat and Chronicle of December 31,1881, there appeared a statement in the form of a card from Dr. J. B. Henion. of this recounting ^his remarkable recovery from FOX HUNT. Two Cray Foxes Run Together fora Lob* DUtunce Macon Telegraph. Yesterday the old Macon fox hunter Emanuel Hunt, accomplished a feat seldom done in fox hunting, that of running two foxes together and capturing them. Emanuel has been engaged m hunting foxes, opossums and coons for nine years. He has a pack of fourteen bounds which he is ready to match against any other pack in the south. It ii composed of the July, Red Ball and Birdsong breeds, and one genuine English fox hnntin" hnnnrl urhiM* * hunting hound which he declares will clean un any thing that eeta before him. v_25. up an > ing that gets S, Emanuel c ing, Emanuel gathered a cro\Tof d me™ and taking his hounds started out on a big hunt ght’s disease of the kidneys, after several doc tors of prominence had given him up, by the use of a preparation manufactured in thiseitvand known as Warner s Safe Kidney and Liver Cure. .. , arc ,V er> , ona]I >’ or by reputaliou acquainted with Dr. Henion, and we believe he vvoula publish no statement not literally true. We arc also per- T? n Se y or Jreputaliou well acquainted with H. H. Warner <t Co., proprietors of this remedy, whose commercial and personal standing in this commu- nity is of the highest, order, and we believe that not publish any statements which were n< S JjH-nffly an d strictly true in every particular. C R 1’arsons, (Mayor, Reckesler.) wr»£l! rc ®* 1 ' ( l - ditor Union and Advertiser.) w D fchuart. (surrogate Monroe county.) Edward A frost, (clerk Monroecounty.) Rmunnu' (District Attorney Monroecounty.) Daniel T Hunt,(Postmaster,flochester) M pavy, (Ex-Member Congress, Rochester.) T . ,, ' ' VVilClUfB, AiUt'livolvl . J John 8 Morgan. (Special Co. Judge, Monroe Co.) WfM? Sibley. (Capitalist aud Seedsman.) ins an3’c^^!r;'' ,c ' lu anticipate any further inquir- * nd labor, and_ for foxes. They jumped two and ,h»v f ,1UUC anvnnn “t dicIne and would do the sarno again to seas “aaissrd*’ noura. J-ne race was a-rntf 4 — . Rector nfstf Punl'udmidL was exciting, Rochester XT v T Kector of SL Paul’s church. Rochester, N. Y., Jan. 28,1882. ffijwlev, (Comity Judge, Monroe county.) .V. 0 '! 1 ^}!!: iMember of Congress.) ® fitch, (Editor Democrat aud Chronicle and Regent of the University. Editor of the Living"Churcli, Chicago, Ilk: allow the following card, personal to D1 Tnf.tk to apPearan you widely circulated paper? was published in the Rochester Democrat of 31st of December last, a state- ment made by J B Henion, M. D., narrating how he |XJi cured of Bright’s disease of the kidneys, khinn,. 11 J“ sl Stases, by tlie use of Warner’s Safe a, nd Cure. I was referred to In that Marias recommended and urged Dr. cured t0 lry the rtmed >’. which lie did, and was t h»b£m C r ?? u hlishing of his statement in many of lf„ii SJOU !! lals °f the dav has been the cause innnt£,°'I of fetters to me making many inquiries, but chiefly whether the statement is true, I advertising dodge, etc., ere. ?. e §’ therefore, to anticipate any fu . some postage, by