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Pur Story Corner
LITTLE DICK.
A STORY OF WAR TlSIES.
By Montgomery M. Folsom.
For the Constitution.
Foot old Widow Loring 1 A herd tlmo (ho
hud of It Her husband, n rowdy and the
bully of the settlement, had given up ths
ghost some yean prior to the break,
log ont of the war, and left hor with lire sons
and one frail daughter, to tho mercies of a
■ cold and cruel world.
“Aunt ’Mima,” wo were taught to call her,
was a gaont and grltaled specimen of a cracker
woman, uncouth In dies., uncultured In speocb,
but a tioor, braver heart never upheld tho
honest dignity of motherhood than tho .eared
and oft grief-atricken heart of Annt ’Mima
loring.
She had had tronbls whan her husband was
alive. She bad spent many a sleepless night
whan her neglectful lord was Indulging in tho
Wild orgies or the crossroads grocery's biggest
carousal. Every time tho groat owl would
hoot from his perch in the great plus tree In
the lonely woods her heart would leap aad
ho would expect to hoar tho rough “hello!’’ at
tho gate from some half-drunken companion
come to tell hor that Ebenoxer was klUod or
hadly hurt.
Not nnfreqnently she would bo grated in
stead with a kick at thorough ahutter,and a
. demand to open it, coupled with muttered
cunes, whon the old man cams homo drnok.
It was almost a bottciment to Annt ’Ulma
When Ebenezcr fell sick, and laid down In his
hod and died, white she was near to minister
to hit wants. It was n partial roliof to hor to
feel that sho had the poor consolation of
doting those bleared oyes when tho ashen
pallor or death smoothed ont tho sears and
nplotcbe* on that bearded face, and tho snowy
pinion of tho spirit of peace at last touched
those features so long seamed and furrowed by
warring passions.
Of the boys there was young Ebon, hate
•nd hearty, the Imago of his father, whon
Hist Aunt 'Mima danced with him at ths party
atitor tho qntlllng and log-rolling day, so long
ago. Utck came next, a stout, comely lad,
Very much reserved, and almost industrious.
Jtiley was tall and slender, like hte mothor In
Form, but like hla lather, a wild eort of fellow
in disposition. ilamp came fourth
among the boys, bat Betty was
alder than ho. Hamp was a block
leaded, stupid sort of lad, fond of trapping
For birds and Ashing In Grand bay, as tho big
Hack swamp, back of tho little plantation, was
called. And then, then was Little Dick.
I need not tell yon that the hog-woods and
the fennels and the blackberry briars covered
tho greater part of the little clearing among
tho swamps and barrens. Ebeneser had started
ent with a big heart, and had fenced in a
Farm of forty acres, and he had
cultivated it several years in the slovenly,
ganger fashion, bnt after he whipped the Irish
ditcher, who challenged him fur a fisticuff
muter day, he began to fool hie Importance,
nd tho neglect of tho fium and the running
•bout with •hlfUcra and brawling companions
noon proved disastrous to tho farm Interests.
Aunt Mima and tho boys tried to cnltivato
tho ground “an’ make a crap,” u they said,
tint their effort, wore rendered abortive
Jbythe frequncy with which the old man
swapped horses. Sometimes he would amp
For a spavined hone in plow tlmo, and then
them was nothing for it .but the hoc. Poor
woman! The drops of sweat with which sho
watered that barren soil, and tho tears with
Which she watered her dreary life!
When tho war come Ebon, Mack
and Ittley had ail grown np to
manhood, and might have supported their
mother handsomely, but their father's shift-
lees career seemed to mllitateagainst them, and
they generally came ont at tho end of tho year
with scarce nnbbbln corn enough for broad,
and tho yellow cow peas, and the stringy po
tatoes were hardly equal to tho emergency of
atratahtentag out tho lean flanks of the few
bundles of bone and bristle, known as "pinuy.
woods rooters," and sometime, mistaken lor
Nevertheless, by the aid of the good mother,
•od the scrawny looking slip of a sister, they
managed to live. Then came the war. Aunt
Alima and Betty spun and wove the cloth from
which Eben'a first uniform of gray mixed
doth wss made, and the strong, sturdy fellow
was not sorry that he had a chance of "Gittin'
out o’ henscratch o' the bouse,” at he ex
orcised it, Bilcy and Hack soon
followed, and the beami of the old
loom trembled as Urn ihuttlo flew
back and forth turning its strokes to the
rythmic drone of tho busy spinning wheel.
They were busy, Aunt Mima and Hetty, weav
ir.g a suit for Hamp, and all too soon the
call came. The hungry call for more troops.
The blocd curdling howl of the famished dogs
of war. "More men! More men!” And
when the men were torn aud rent asunder, the
last, most heartrending demand came, "Give
us your boys! Give us your boys!”
Ab. the war, the war! Not satisfied with
the blood of men. the tender forms of cher*
isbtcl boyhood— all—all must go. Not content
with tfco yellow grain, the tender stalk, while
yet in the milk, must be cut down. Tho flower
of tho south wss plucked and trampled under
the iron heel of relentless war, and now tho
gaunt, bloody hand was extended to cull tho
half blown bud, the hono of tho land!
Four boys gone marching away to die for
cause, the justness of which tho poor widow
was unablo to arguo. What did sho care for
the doctrine of states rights? How could tho
perpetuation or abolition of slavery afreet her?
Her four boys woro gone marching away,
marching away. Not with plumes waving
and victorious banners floating in tho breo/.o.
No, not triumphant ami flushed with hope.
They had gono marching away Into
the jaws of grim death, to fill tho breach in
the lines by tho Potomac's crimsoned flood.
Marching away with flopping cloth hats and
mixed gray uniforms of homespun, and ill*
fitting shoes of red leather, your boys hod
gone, marching away, marching away.
Kben was killed in tho wilderness, Riley
died in prison, Ilamp dlod of exhaustion and
the hardships of a northern climato, while fol
lowing Jclr. Stuart in his wild ridos over
mountain and valley.
Ab, you that aro thrilled with stirring emo
tions when you rood how that knightly com
mander, bearded and booted, rodo forward
down into battle with a song on his lips—
“When tho dew Is on the blossom.”
Little think yo how many brave boyish
heart a swelled up into their throats at tho
thought of widowed mothers amoug tho bar
reus.
Mack camo home. He was brought on the
cars to the nearest station, aud thon haulod in
a cart to.his home in tho piucy woods. Only
the poor, shattered wreck of a man came
home, and tho had watched four stout lads go
marching away.
"I haint got but two now, an' Mack, poor
feller, I'm afeared ho’U never aeo tho black
berry blossoms ag’in. IIo was tor'bly wound
ed at the start on' them hospitlo nussos thest
in a manner mado it wuss. Thon boro's Littlo
Dick, God sen’ they won’t want my baby
Jut they did. They wanted thoba
The hungry war dogs must snap and snarl over
the weakly frame of Little Dick, too.
How well I remember tho weakly looking
lsd 1 Five fcot, scant at that, slender and boy
ish. Two great hollow oyes, set in a pinched,
pale face, the uuattntctlvcness of which was
Lightened by a thin, scattered head of sun-
scorched hair. A littlo whitish, fussy down
on check and chin, wbero the beard should
have appeared bad the surrocfidlngs given
moro encouragement. Colorless complexion,
save tho sallow cast of sunburn, aud a fow
blue veins np under tho brim of Ills floppod
hat. The ill-fitting clothes hung about his
person, aud tho bovs said that he used to have
to drag his musket when out of breath on a
long march.
Poor Aunt Mima! Sho loft tho bedside
whero the body of her omaciatod boy lay in
inert and indifferent prostration botweon life
and death, tho manly tones of voice dwindled
down to a querrelous troblo, aud tho animated
look changed to tbo vacant nervoleis staro of
hopelessness. She loft this sorrowful scono to
enfold in u fond embraco tho puny form of her
baby boy. Great tears chasod ono
another down tho bosom
the ill fitting jacket, and kisros
rained on tho sun-burned cheek until the lips,
parched with grief, were no longer able to drop
i;ho holy dow of a mother’s lovo on the pale
check of her baby boy. Betty wept, and
grayed, and hugged Littlo Dick to her bosom—
that bosom on which his baby locka had oft
been pillowed.
"Gocd-bve, Littlo Dick. May God keep my
darling baby boy from harm.”
"Good-byo, Little Dick. Oh, my precious
littlo buddy! Oh ”
Dick was gone.* Two big tears plowed each
a furrow down tho sunbrowned chock and
hung trembling on tho fuzzy chin like rain
drops? on the hairy calyx of a wild thistle.
Dick was gone. Marching in straggling ranks
with gray bearded men, too old for sorvico, and
other beard leu boys too young to bear arms.
Tlio "State Troops! *\Vhat a satire on tho pomp
and glory of war, to call theso weak kneed
old men, and theso weak armed boys, troops.
But tho hungry howl of tbo fiorco dogs of war
come sweeping across the bills aud valleys and
echoes from crag to crag in the mountains.
Times were lisrd in Georgia. They woro
de*pcrato in the piucy woods. Hungry, hoi-
low-eyed women went from house to house
asking aid. A few slaveholders had corn and
theygavo it out in small quantities to tho
most needy. Sometimes bonds of desperate
women attacked a barn Or commissary and
carried off the contents. Bob the most docilo
starve her, and tec
not gradually, bnt surely, concentrate into tho
ono wild instinct of scl£prcscrvation.
1'oor old Aunt 'Mima! She would leavo
Betty at homo and walk many miles across the
desolate pine woods to secure tho cracklings
from the plantation fat gourd, or a littlo drib
ble of molasses in the old brown jug where
Ebenezer used to keep the "speriti.”
I remember seeing the good woman onco
with a handful of cracklings and a skirty pioco
of dried beef in her apron, and that jug under
her arm. She bad walked five miles, starting
early, to secure these, and was now on her re
turn, and two miles yet from home. Tho mo
lasses had fermented under the heat of a July
sun, and the corncob stopper had been forced
out, and the foaming liquid was running oat.
Do you suppose sho let a drop goto waste?
No,>be caught it on her lean fingrr and licked
the finger greedily, and talked of Mack and
Little Dick.
"1 hain’t got time (swipe) to stop a minit
(lick) but hit's jes awsstiu’ (swipe) an'it do
look so pitiful (lick) to seo it go to waste,
(swipe) an’ them po’ cbidern asufferin' (lick)
for tumkin, ye gimme a leetle speck (swipe)
no taller grease to put in it (lick) to keep hit
“im a work in'.'”
And then she sat down on the doorstep to
rest a minute, while the jug cooled.
"No I haint hcarn nothin’ fro rnl Little Dick
scnce he got in the mountains. I don't nsver
spec to seo him no more. Five boys have I
sent to the war. an’ one no’ lifeleis croetar is
all I've got left; Hut oh, I muin’t forgit to toll
Mock got that ball out’n his Hugh today,
kcp’awurkln an’ igourin at it, toll it
ppedout. I do b’lieve tho child’s sgwino
to iit well arter all.”
And then sho resumed her weary tramp
through the woods, Mack and Betty managed to
get along somehow. and tho
good cld mother teemed to bo insensible
to fatigue. Bo it camo about that when the
broken fragments of Lee’s brave legions came
straggling homeward, that >lack was able to
bobble out on his crutches, and lean on tho
rickety gate and hear the news from some
tired veteran homeward bound. ‘The last I
•cod nv ’im.” laid a great, bearded warrior, in
reply to Aunt ’Mima's question, "was
in one o’ them fights around
Atlanty. Wo woe whipped,
was gin’ly was long then, an’broko for a foucq,
Little Dick got to tho fence an’ we hollor jd ‘
'im to throw down hlsmnsketbut ho holt
to it. I reckon ho wns too sheered to nn’stan,
Anyhow hejei’ kepholton it, an’ wen ho
chimb up ou tho fence, a rail eivo way, an'
fell backwards, and then the Yankees fired h
fast that there worn’t no tollin' nothin’ about
it a’tnrwardr, an’ we lost him.”
The little crop was planted, and tho two wo
men worked faithfully, and Mack hobbled
about on his crutclits and helped them all ho
could. Spring was como when the war closed.
Summer days had waxed aud waned boforo
many of tnoso inmates of northorn prisons
found thoir way back to the old familiar
haunts.
Tho harvest was not great, but Aunt ’Mima
nnd Betty felt that the millennium had come
when they were able to sit down and oat a
renionably hearty meal of bread and bacon,
after the wintcry sun liad veiled himself bohind
the rifts of watry clouds that hung above tho
tree tops. Tho long, long, ’war was ovor.
Tho shrill cry of tbo famished dogs of war no
longer carried terror among tho hearts of theso
simple, out of-the-world-folks, hidden away
nmuiig tho barrens
Many a timo and oft they converged to
gether, and tbo grieving mother mournod hor
dead hoys.
“I c an bear tbe loss of F.bcn an’ Riloy an'
Ilamp, bccaueo I’ve got uso to it,” sho would
fay. "But my baby boy. Poor littlo Dick! I
know the rest airo doad nnd gono, bnt I don’t
know wlior’ Dick is.”
Christmas camo. I never shall forgot that
Christmas timo. I shall ovor remomber how
the poor, fool negroes strutted and paraded,
and fired tho old muskets, and had a big timo.
"Cause you seo, sab, do bottom roll’s got on de
ton o’ do fence,” they would say. And the
soldiers who had missed threo or fonr Christ
mases entered into tho onjoymont of this with
renewed energy.
Cnristmns ovo I was at Auut ’Mima’s house,
I liked to bo with them, nnd hear Mock toll
about the Shenandoah valley and 8 tone wall
Jackson, and all his fond of adventure and
perilous escape, and mighty victories and
enrobing defeats.
Annt Mima sat in the corner busy with her
knitting. Betty was popping some red
popcorn over the firo, and Mack sT
half in shadow, sawing away on hla father' ,
old fiddle, the only pieco of porsonal property
tho old man left to nis sons.
Aunt 'Mims had been burled In thought, and
I was a little startled when sho spoke so lud
denlr.
"Children, wouldn’t yon all be glad if Littlo
Dick would come homo? Hit seems to mo that
I'd be riconcilcd to all tho rest of he would
jea’.conre home. That's alllask of the good
Lord. Jee’ to see my baby boy again.”
‘Then your wish is granted.” como
a voice from tbe door, "for your boy’s como
home,” and in another breath Littlo Dick
clasped in tho arms of mother and sister.
I ahull not attempt to doscribo the scon
will leave all that to tho tkcilo pen ol
emotional novelist, who has the trick of por
traying such things. I cannot for tho life of
me remember to this day who it was that
rescued the frying pan fall of
popcorn from the fire. .1 do not
snow how como tho fiddlo bridge down, and
several strands of hair broken In tho bow. I
know that after all was over we begun to ro-
alizo that Little Dick had grown wonderfully
tall. Ho bad added nearly a half a foot to hfs
stature, and his fuzzy beard had developed
into a'nice brown beard. He had been in a
northern prison, and in a federal hospital, and
ho had walked tho streets of many
northern city, and bo had
‘ i Ttoll. Bat ho
grown ton
J esrs younger. Grass grew on the graves of
er other boys, and she cherished thoir memo
ry. but the living presence of her Imby bo
strengthened and comfoittd hor.
And now, I am going to tell you, oonfldeny
tially, that this story is every word
ti ue. I could carry you to a big lumbar mill
on tho line of a sonthorn railroad, and I could
show yon tho superintendent, who walks with
a Bmp, that is Mock. I could carry you tom
quiet home wbero a sweet-faced,woman,an an*
dent dome and maiden lady divide tho honor
of ruling ovor tbo realm of the household.
Children frolic about tho premises. One of
there women ia Mm. Loring, junior, one is Annt
’Minms, and one is Betty. Down at the office
I could point out to you a thrifty, active look
ing, business man. tho owner of the mill, and
mg, uuunm ii i a if, uj
that is Littlo Dice.
Jackson's Duel With Dlekinson.
In a paper in tho Southern Bivouac for
April, tho convenatlon between General Harding
•nd General Androw Jackson, relative to Jackson’s
duel with Dickinson, is given:
'in conversation with General Jackson ono day,
>aid: 'General, is a brave man ever frigh toned?
“ 'I don’t know that I am competent to answor
(hat question,’ said he. I replied: 'Tho world ac
cords >ou as much bravery os is possessed by any
If that bo to, Mr,’ said the general,'I would
toy 1 have been as badly frightened as a gctleman
ought ever to be.’
i said: 'I presume that was in somo of your In
dian fights?'
No,’ mid he, 'it was when I went on tho Hold
with Dickinson. I knew him to be a cool, bravo,
determined man, and the best shot I over saw, and
never expected to leavo tho field alive. I owo
my life to tbe fashion of tho day—tbo full-breasted
coat. This and the peculiar conformation of my
much-sunk cn chest wero all that saved mo. Dick
inson’s bullet struck what appeared to be tho cen
ter of my body tinder the right arm, and the ball
grazed my breastbone. I had gone upou the field de
termined not to tire at Dickmson, but to discharge
my pistol in tbe atr, having no ground of quarrel
with him, not wishing to hurt a hair of his head,
tty quarrel was with bis father-in-law, Ervin; but
when 1 felt myself shot, under the impression that
had received a mortml!wound,and;smarting under
this belief and the physical pain, I fired the fatal
shot, and no act of my life have I ever regretted so
much.
Under the conditions of tbe meeting; wo bad a
right to reccrvo the fire, because I knew that Dick
inson could shoot so much more quickly than I
could, it has been asserted in tbe public prints,*
cold Old Hickory, ‘that I advanced cm Dickinson
to deliver my shot and that he gave back, both of
which statements are false, sir. I stood in my
place when I fired and Dickinson remained In his,
receiving my shot ilko a cool, have man as he
was.’ ”
General Harding said that at this same interview,
which the last that be ever had with General Jack
■cn, the latter sold to him:
' -The world is greatly mistaken about my,having
... ungovernable temper. I never gave an earn-
lition of temper wltbont my Judgment approved
.L I sometimes round it necessary even to prevent
the shutting of blood.’”^
A Mullet That hootbu,
From the Court Journal.
A German chemist has Invented a new kind o
ana fcthctlc lullet, which be urges will, if brought
into general rsc, greatly diminish tbe horron of
w ar. The bullet is of a briito substance, breaking
directly w hen it comes iu contact with tha object
at which it ia aimed. It contains a powerful an**-
thetic, producing instantaneonsly complete Insen-
BILL ARP’S CHAT
A HHEBZY DISQUISITION ON BOOMS
AND BOOMRANORS.
Booming ■ fltfleaos-Row loom. ... Born .ad Boerod
in a Bloglo Oaj-An Arm.of Adventurer. That
Webster says that a "boom" Id a hollow sound
from an empty barrol. Every day wo rodd tbo
exciting telegrams .boot tbo booms In southern
cities, and our wonder is that theso big things
baTe Just been discovered, I wanted to see a
real genuine boom, and so I ran ovor to a na-
boring city and cruised around,but everything
looked about the aame aa It used to was and
the merchants told me that business was dull,
quite dull, liko it eras every spring. There
wnsmuch talk about what they were going to
do and maybo they will de something alter
while. I saw them fixing up a brickyard but
tbe main buslnesa seemed to be buying laud
•r.d selling it again just for tho fun of tbo
thing. Nobcdy talked about building
on the land or planting any machinery that
would give employment to labor. Tboro wero
no new comers who came to atay. A new crowd
of adventurers come overy day and about aa
many leave. 8omo of thorn Invest and hold
for a day or two and help on the boom until
they makes fow hundred, and thonthoygooff
to another town that U getting up a boom.
They remind mo of old times whon tho traV'
eling gamblers used to follow the courts
around and pity fsro and
nokcr at every town during court
week snd clean up tbe surplus money from
the unsophisticated, and leave them flat and
bneted. Theso watered stocks In tbo great
land and improvement companies are a good
thing to use as a circulating medium. They
ere a good thing to trade on with a bonus.
Tboy are like a great many members of a legis
lature—they sre lit to mako a quorum if they
are not fit for anything elso. They are liko a
gold mine, you must sell It, but never dig In It,
nnd tho man who buys muit sell It again and
let It keep on bolng Bold, and evory buyer must
sell at an advance, If ho can. Yea, if he ean,
Goorgo Francis Train mado a big speech
Buffslo, snd said ho wanted the
government to Issue ten thousand millions of
paper money, and then everybody In the na
tion would have a bat fall or a pocket fall, and
wo wonld go to work and bnlld np rallroada
and canals, and steamships, and churches, and
theaters, and college* ana lino houses all ovor
tho country, and all of ns bo to happy. When
' id If there wonldent be a big oolUpso after
illo, ho said: “Yea, of coarse, there wonld;
.*_nl -nfght.know that; bnt tho railroads,
canals, and oburohes would bo there; they
Now, lf?*thSo' mammoth opmpaalat will
only build up something, wo would for*
g ive tho collapoo whon It cams,
at tho more yon water stock tho loos
solid It becomes and the more nnllt for a
foundation. Booming a town hae got to boa
regular science, and no doubt will toon bo
classified us ono of tho unknown oelonces, and
a book be written upon it, and there will be
normal schools to train the expert*. Tho hol
low sound ftom an empty barrel will bo dlf
nlflcd Into mutlo that will move the mnll
tudes to tears. The boomerang attachment
that follows the boom will lio treated of in
another book by a different author. I sawone
of these not long ago. Ayonngman took two
thousand dollars or watered Jrtock at seventy-
five cents (in the dollar, and it
was boomed np to par, and hold on for a higher
price until tho boomerang came along and
gave tbo boom a back stroke and a side wipe,
and now ho Is poking aronnd trying to got two-
hundred for his two thousand, lint you don’t
you
see any mention oftheoo boomerang capers In
tbo newspapers. They .are not tolographod
They ore out of tho regular programme.
Tho latest and mostlmprovea method is for
few oxperto to got an option on GOO aerea or
waste land at ono hundred dollar* an acre,
then organise Into a gtfcat land and improve
ment company, with a prospectus of Iron fur
naces and rolling mlllo and
Beraeman plant* and water tho
filly fbonesnd dollars np to half a million of
stack and float it on a tidal wave of flfty cents
In tho dollar, and by tbe time one-fourth of
the stock bao boon taken tha original invootors
are to drop ont and lot tha new mombom pad-
die their own canoe. Bometimos they “start
her” at twenty-five cents and “boom her np”
gradually until they havo dooblol or trebled
their money, and thon yon will hear something
drop If yon are dose by, bnt It won’t got Into
tbo newspapers, for the poor follows who on
losers don’t want anything said about
it. They took the hazard—they wanted
something for nothing,IS and they got
nothing for something, and ft te all right alt
aronnd. Now when an acre of ground away
out in the snbnrbo of a town sol It for II vo hun
dred dollars and the next day for a thousand
and so on nntil it hao advanced to twenty-live
hundred within a week, and nobody ha* any
design or intention of building npon It, yon
may know that there it a fool or a fraud at ono
end of tho rope. It Isa speculative craze—a
mania tbit 1a Jnst si degrading u gambling
and ranch moro demoralizing to tbe young
snen of tbe land. Why, It teems that there spec-
ntatoro don’t bold np for Sunday, bnt Jnat keep
dealing on. Tbe ohjoct of a great land and im
provement company under tbe modern boom
is not to buy land and build np mannfactorleo
thereon, bnt to boy options and tell stock. A
compsny may be capitalized at two hundred
thousand dollars or half a million, bnt five per
cent will sc core a big basket foil of opUonaand
for a time—say six months-glva control of 60-
0C0 acres of land. Within that tlmejt can be
•eon whether the concern will (ink or swim,
survive or perish. If the stock goes above par
tho shrewd ones can unload, and they goner,
ally do at a handieme profit. That Is tho Jay
Gould plan.
Now when a land and Improvement comps-
ny organizes on a paid-up basis and actuslly
purchase vaiuablo mineral lands with inten
tion to go to wosk and build and develop. It
commends itself to onr people. Wo can seo
what they have got and know they hive paid
for it. Those ventures ncod no boom, no iutU-
tkn, co (spots, to daily trlegrams and thoy
seek rone. It is altogether proper and oxpo
dient for a people to sot forth fairly before the
public tbe natural advantsgee of their
section and te invito a visit
firm those recking investments, but this
unnatural and fictitious inflation that shocks
the Judrment of conservative men is ail wrong
and should be discountenanced. The value of
land is always proportionate to tbo income that
can probably bo derived from it. Tho incomo
is tbe true basis of ita worth, and that Income
dees not fluctuate much, never rapidly, A
S iece of land that is worth only five hundred
ollsrs today cannot be worth a thousand to
morrow and two thousand next day.
Now here to Bartow county, that Is by fiar
tbe rhhest in mineral land* of any county In
the state. Tho tax returns ard tha United
siUlity, lastingfortwoboon., which, except that
the triton r.l the r cart continues. Is not to be dls-
ttatuirbed from death. White In this condition, I fret. T _i.~J._-
the* Cumin chemist points ewhthe bodies may^bs I
packtd in wagons tad canted off u pslsoners, 1 thing. It m N whon tut grand
old pioneer, Hark A. Cooper, located
his fhrnace and foundry and merchant mills,
and other manufactures here, over forty years
ago. Hit prophetlo eye aw the hidden wealth
of this grandest of nature's itorehousco, and hs
purchased reventeen thousand acres of there
mineral lands. But for tho war he would
donbtleos havo been tbo largest and wealthiest
manufacturer in tho aouth. The man who was
•o careless about firs burned and
destroyed sll his works, bnt now
theso lands havo recently fallen Into
tha hands of enterprising capitalists— not
boomers, bnt earnest mon, who havo corns to
stay, and now have their engineers In tho dold
at work. Around these lands are thousand!
ofacreejustssrleh In minerals. Every hill
snd mountain teems with ore—Iron, manga
nese, marble, plumbago, gold, silver, asboatoe,
or millstone grit Thiele tbs ranking county
In tho state in tbo value of her lands per acre,
aa returned under oath by tho tax payers. It
la tho ranking county In the state for
the number of bushels of wheat
made, not only in tho aggregate, but
S ir acre. Wltls Gordon county Included, it ia
lio beat region in the ststo for tbo growth of
clover and tbe grasses. It Is watered by clear,
fast flowing streams that havo water mills al
most In sight of each other. The soil it dark
chocolate and respond! well to tho farmer's
toil. Cartoravlllo la tho county town and has
moro beautiful locations for rotldoncot than
uny town in the state-Marietta not ox-
copied, Wejbsvo no boom and good prop
erty am bo bad at reasonable
figures, Wchavs tbo Etowah river noaronough
for all dcsirabls purposes—only two miles
away—and it behave* much bettor then it
does abont thirty miles lower down. Wo litre
a prohibition town and prosperous churches
atd splendid schools, and well behavod chil
dren, except somo. Not long ago Sam Jones
asked all the boys under atiteen years, who
had never imoked * cigarette, to hold up their
hands, and all hold them np bnt two—or, may
bo only two held thorn np—I am not ouro, bnt
I am sure that It wu ono way or
the other. We aro going to havo waterworks
before long, and ovary fall wo have tabernacle
meetings and have Bam Jonra and all tho big
guns to ihoot off cannon and waka np tho
numbering people from their lethargy. Tobe
Jackson bus loft theso parts and nobody ta
afraid of dynamite now. We are very well
content snd our peoplo are not overly suxiout
to get rich (oxoept some,) bnt we will give
glad welcome to those who choose to come and
domicile with us. Wo wilt moot anybody,
whether poor or rich, on half way groonde,
Wo will ray “howdy" and ask after tho foist,
bnt they must ray ''howdy," too, and oik after
onto. 1 made a remark about tho Browns not
long ago and a nsbor told mo that I wonld
have to bo careful for tho Brown* wore vary
“techeous." “Well,” said I, “I want It dis
tinctly understood that I am 'tocheous,' too,'
and 1 am. _ Bill Ann.
MAUDB A. HARRIS!
Pobtlarp, Mo,, March 20.—Lieutenant
MaudoA. Harris, a noted Salvation Army
“etar,” is at tbo barracks here. Sbo is a noted
poisoimgo, and in hor tlmo has playod many
parts, and playod them woll. Sno was given
to Adam Forepaugb, Sr., when not quite four
S eam old, and was at onco pnt In training for
jo cJrcuj bnainMS.
Tho story aha tolls of the aufforlngs of those
•arly days Is most patbstlo. Child as sba was,
tho was unablo to make Mends with the circus
peoplt, bnt ths cultivated the ooqnalntoaoo of
tho dumb beasts. While ahe scarcely recalls a
kind word spoken to her by any ono of her
numerous masters, ahe remembers hoi ' “
great elephant took hor Into his conllden
affection. He would put hla trunk about har,
and in many waya make hor understand that
tho had ono friend.
When trained she wss bionght before tho
public u ' Carrie Brown, tho champion Jttvo-
nilo bareback rider of tho world," and before
•be hod seen ten yeareftsdcrossed the Atlantic
twlco and bad appeared In almost ovory city of
note in tho United States. Sho hatslnc* cross*
cd tho Atlantlo flfty tlmoo.
Weary of tbe life sbo was loading, tho child
rider resolved to mako an effort to escape, and
after an evening performance In Philadelphia
mado her way out under tbe tent, and clad
only In tbe dreta of tho stage, escaped, and eras
leaving Tenth street for Walnut when ths
almost dashed Into tho arms of Edwin Forrest.
Tbe great tetor caught hot and hold hor fast.
“Don't taka mo bade, don't take mo book," tho
exclaimed.
Mr. Forrest took htr to his hotel, gave hor
food and hoard her story, and resolved to
stand by her. Hs took up her ctso and re
covered $2,100 from tho company for her past
A GLIMPSE OF BEAUVOIR.
A Modest icuiloo WMah Attrsots seers Atssa-fos
TSsnAur other la toe Country-WonSsrlul
Vitality or tbo Eminent Soldier nod
■tatiemsii-nieCfaermfns Deuxbter.
seivlcca. Nor did tho kindness of Mr. Forraot
stop with that. Ue took tho girl into hi* own
oosnpany snd g*vo hor a good start in lifo.
She remained with Furreet'a company for
flvo yurt, and was then engaged for alx
months by John L. Davenport, after whloh
•ho was a member of Edwin Booth's company
for two years. Thon sho went with Mary
Anderaon to Europe.
Sho la vary fond of tolling of the great Mary,
for whose conversion she constantly praya.
After leaving her list company sho said good
bye to tbo stage forever.
hhe wss next offend an engagement by tho
manager of a “mixed" baseball club, composed,
as the term Indicates, of both men and woman.
After earning tOOO that way MtaeUarrla
turned her attention to still another lino, and
went In aa n competitor la a rowing contest
and won tho championship. Ths Patapsco river
at Baltimore war tho scene of her lost triumph
In this line.
“Why not turn Jockey rider." some one sng-
geakd, and ahe caught at the idea, and roda in
many a toco, her partnor being Jennie Camp
bell. Sho wu then bnt 10, and threw minoy
array “In showers." This wss the time whon
she might have made a fortuno, u aha, with
Jennio Campbell, had the Hold to thomwlvos.
Sho left the business poor sod soon had s
. ng sickness of many months, during which
ahe flrat heard tbo Bible read. Soon after ahe
recovered obe wu led hy curioelty to go the
Solvation Army meeting conducted by Captain
Mary Lloyd and wu converted. Up to that
night she had never attended a religions ser
vice of any description.
Her life had bean filled with strange advon-
,_rr» and narrow! escape*. Her limbs have
been frequently broken, and the eight of one
eje destroyed. 8b* wu onco shipwrecked,
when tbo ship on which tho KatsClaxtou com
pany bod embarkd took flrs. When saved
by a passing skip, Mia Harris had
tccu 'tinging to a spar for ono night,
aid slmoat ono day. At wbat !o known nr the
S eat Kate Claxton fire in Chicago, ihe ore aped
om the McVk-ker theater by craping ont by
tbo window, reaching tbo roof of the next
bonding and thon making her way to the side
walk hand over hand down a repo.
“After earning and throwing away thousands
of dollars. Lieutenant Harris is working for to
a week—if ebe gets it—and boards hetself out
of that," la the way a Sal ration 1st puts It When
questioned in regard to her strangely eventful
life alto la ready to respond bat always closes
by saying, "On* day with tho Lord Is hotter
Rartbqnalco Shocks,
Bong, March 21.—A slight shock of earth
quake was felt today at Mentone, where tho
people an still camping under temporary shel
ters,
Msj. John Elder, the well known artist, has
jnat returned from qnlto a lengthy visit at ths
home of ex-Preeldent Jefferson Davis, at Bean,
voir, Mississippi, where he wu engaged In tho
work of painting a life-sized portrait of tho
noted toldier and statesman.
“1 was the gnest of tho family at Beauvoir
jnat a month," raid Major Elder.
“The Davie family,asyou know, consists of
Mr. Davis, Mm. Davis and their ( harming .
daughter, Mias Wlnnlo. It is a happy house
hold, where hospitality is tho prevailing spirit,
llcauvolr Is overrun with visitors. From all
over the tenth, north, east and west they
come, and etch finds a kindly welcome
awaiting him. They find a frail, spare mats
whoso white hair and bosrd indicate tho flight
of tlmo, but whose every move'reflects tho
strong, resolute character of whloh this country
hat known to much. This is the central flguro
of tho household, Mr. Davis ia wonderfully
vigorous for a man of hla years—hs it almost
eighty—and can ontwalk mo any day. I re-
member one evening I wu siring my knowl
edge of fencing by going through a few motions
with a cane. Mr. Davis look np anothor, nnd
it wu not three minutes before he hod dis
armed me with the greatest ease,
“It is really wonderful to seo how tho peoplo
down tboro lovo hluf. Ho could go to tho
United 8tatcs senate any day if he wonld bnt
take tho oath of allegiance. 1 asked him why
ho didn’t do it.
‘“Oh, no,' |ho answered, 'I am too old for
that rert of thing, and want nctblng to do
with lt'now.’
“Mr. Davis end I went down to Now Orleans
ono day. There ho Is known by almost every
body, snd It wu next to impossible to walk
along the streets, oonnmeront were tho greet
ings bo received. They wren of all kinds. I
wu struck with the emotion of an old fellow,
who said, with tears In his oyes:
“ 'Oh, Unndo Jeff, I'm powcrfhl glad te toe
you, I've hoped I might so yon onco more.
Bat I carry yon with mo always.''
With that ho bared hla forearm, and there
wss Davis's portrait tattooed upon tho akin.
Mr. Davta was visibly affected, sod giving tha
old fellow a parting blotting pawed on.
“Mr. Davta to tho moat charming conversa
tionalist I ever knew. Ho can converse upon
any anbject, and It, in reality, a Tut storehouse
of information and knowlodgo. Everybody It
rbtimed with him. His grandeur of mannor,
tho strength and force of overy motion, to
gether with bit gcutloncss aud courtesy, im
press everybody,
“Mrs. Davis is a woman lit te bo tbo wifo of
suebaman. MisaWlnnlo—woll, Itishard to
find words to describe her. Sba ta
tha most rcmarkablo women I know.
Brlght-and intelligent, a brilliant ronvorsa-
tlohfiljst in threo or four dlfiurcnt-languages,
using each with tbo greatest of ouse, highly ac
complished, and all that, sho It tha sort of n
young ltdy who would shlno forth brilliantly
amid any surroundings. But whatl admire
is hor tunny disposition, always happy
and cheerful, aha goes about tho iiinuo whitt
ling and singing, carrying sanuhlnn ovory-
where. She Is a wonderful girl, indood.
Countertenors Convicted.
Fiuladkipma, Marsh 24 — Sovoral months
tgoj. Blcbtrdson Parks, 240 Sonth Tooth
street, wu arrested for counterfeiting the cele
brated potent medietas, 8.8. a, mtatrikeiarod
at Atlanta, Go. This wonderful romody hid.
become so popular that Mr. r*rks raw money
in counterfeiting it and drov# an txtonslTo
trade In and ont of l'hllsdolrihta. Hs was ar
rested and bound ovor for trial. Hit trial camo
off on yesterday and today the Jury brought
In a verdict of guilty. Tbo eontenoo has not
jot been pronounced. Swlft'a Specific 10000*
another triumph In this transaction.
WEDDED IN A SHOW WINDOW.
From tho Chicago Tribune.
A wedding in a show window at 307 nnd 209
West Indian* street attracted a crowd of S,000 or
4,000 peoplo to tbo scene lost night snd completely
blocked up Ibe street for nearly two square* Tbs
advertisement standing in •
of tho city papers for several days, offkrlng to do
nate the contents of a large, trlpploabow window
to any young couple who would consent to be mar
ried there. John Hplccr, an honest young working
man, living at Eaglswood, answered the advert is*.
ment, snd raid that binuelf and Miss Mary Culplia
were willing to mako tke bargain.
Tbo announcement wu made public that tha
ceramooy would tak* place at s o'clock Saturday
evening, and a curious throng began to gather soma
lime before the hour designated. The crowd grow
to such dimensions that Hergoaot Beaublen, with
ten officers from the West Chicago avenue station,
wu called to tho scono to maintain order. At S
o'clock three closed carriages, containing the bridal
party, drove around Iho corner o( Center avenns
and vainly attempted to mako a pooHge way to tbo
front door, despite the efforts of tho squad of police
officer* Tho crowd at once recognized ths
party In tho carriage!, and tho
cheering and yelling which enattad
would have rendered an ordinary hollar eiploeioa
htndbio. IIy executing * fleck movement aa
entrance wu gained by way or the rear door
through the alley. Juatteofflacher, who bod been
engaged to perform tbo ceremony, accompanied
Ihe party In tho carriage, hut he refilled at tho
latt moment to fhee the crowd, end Jnatlee fiber-
hard!, of Jefferson, wu sent ft>r. During the hour
of waiting which followed the crowd amused Itself
by hooting snd yelling end crushing against saw
anothtrlogetagilapseof the show-window.
The Jefferson Justice at length arrived, and hi*
appearance with tbe bridal couple in the window
wee greeted by more cheers from the thousand*
without, the most of whom:could not get clow
enough to see whet wu going on. Tho window
occupied tho entire width of on* store-room, end
wu profusely decorated with garlands of flow sen
tad wreaths of evergreen, in tho background
were complete rate of bedroom, kitchen and par
lor furniture with which to furnish the new rt*I-
denco of the cample at 40 Center avenue. Tho bride
and groom were plainly dreraed in street costume,
and seemed rather nervous under tho scrutiny of
thotarg* audience. The ceremony was performed
by tha Justice with brevity and despatch, tha qua*.
Ilona end answers being entirely mandible r—
even the enstemr—
iu their prafplti
with
Traced by Bar Sand Files.
From ihe flan Angelo, Tex., Enterpriae.
Tbe little 3-year-old daughter of Mr. Taylor,
whose straying bom homo w* mentioned ta Ms*
week's ttsoo, wu fbund Thursday of lass wukln a
clump of bus bee live miles from born*, after being
out four days and three night* All tharaea laths
lad to hex raWTCtyy