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About The Baptist banner. (Atlanta, Ga.) 186?-1??? | View Entire Issue (Jan. 24, 1863)
THE LADIES’JOLUMN. [Abr the Baptist Banner.] To Cousin Cordie. BT LULA DKA». May sorrow’s breath ne’er linger o’er Thy sunny brow, May life be e’er as beautiful For thee as now; May friendship weave a golden chain Around thy heart, And naught but what is pure and bright Be where thou art. I wish thee this,- and yet I know It cannot be: * _ Tears are for all — within each face Regrets we see; Their shadows drearily they cast Oe’r happy hours, And for us many a thorn they plant Amid life’s flowers. Thy feet are treading now the path Os girlhood’s day, And joys that fadeless seem doth crown Thy rosy way; No tears of anguish now doth dim Thy laughing eye, Nor the world’s deceiving splendors leave Within, a sigh. I fain would stay their coming, and wish For thee a life Os sweet and joyous spring-time, unmix’d With care and strife; Would place within thy breast a source Os gushing light, ‘ To bi am along thy pathway, and make It ever bright. Thy childhood days ere long will lie Within the past, And woman's sterner duties be thickly Around thee cast; May aspirations high then claim Thy every thought, And woman’s holy work of love by thee Each day be sought. As o’er the rugged sea of Time thy barque Doth glide along, I’d have across its waters e’er float The Siren’s song, To cheer thee as thy weary hand the dripping Oar doth ply, Make the hours of night less dark; more clear The morning sky. Dear Cousin, if content you’d gain, look to A higher power , And not to things of earthly mould, that Perish in an hour; Steer thy frail barque towards the shore Where angels wait To guide thee, faint and weary, up through The golden gate. O.rf>rd, Ga., Jan. 19th, 1863. Leiter to a Stater. “ Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture’s ray : As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.” In the midst of many griefs, when you were so faraway that I could not tell them in your ever-listening year, the truth that is in these lines of Moore has often been very comforting. I would have told you with more minuteness of detail than, perhaps, you would have desired, of the many and sore trials of spirit it has pleased God to lay on me; and in thus making you a part ner in suffering, I might have trusted in human sympathy as a source of comfort. — Os all earl hly comforts, it is the greatest and the best. It is my meat and drink, and I have longed for it sometimes with desires that words cannot utter. But he who stops in the creature, and has his heart cheered by the voice of human friendship, and is satisfied, will by and by discover that his wounds have been but slightly healed, to break out again with more fatal power.— Sorrow must be touched by the Spirit of God to make it bright: nay, to make it even tolerable. It is not in philosophy, not in sympathy, not in hope even, that there is comfort in allliction for the soul that can not see the hand and thejace of love through the cloud that hangs above him. Why must I thus suffer? is a question that reason cannot answer; it is a mystery grace alone can solve. And grace can solve it, —“ Darkness shows us worlds of light we never saw by day.” There are attributes in the character of God that never appear, except to the eye that is swimming in tears. So there are graces in the heart o< the believer that are never brought out t ill that heart is crushed. The vials full of “odors sweet" give forth their fragrance when they are broken. This is the peace that is found in the midst of trouble. Often have 1 longed to speak it , to you, and point you to the stars that I love to look on in the sleepless nights of my griefs, They are the stars of God’s promise that I never saw till this darkness came : stars of God’s faithfulness and truth, that now are more precious to me than the northern gem to the lost mariner: worlds of light that 1 never saw by day, so bright and beautiful in my sight, that I wipe away mv tears, and say with a full heart,“blessed be the name of the Lord." Vock Brother. Tliv I.itllv <’lill«l*n Petition. A petition in the prayer of a very little child affected me det ply the other day. It was all his own. lisped in a tone that seem ed to come from the very bottom of his little heart, “O, heavenly Father, please not let the cow hook me. nor the horse kick me; ami not let me run into the street when mv mother tells me not to. I lore is the feeling of helplessness, — stray ing from his mothei s side, and begirt with danger even at his own door, bow weak is the little one. Who shall protect and de fend him from harm 1 Tempted to diso bey and forget, and do those things which he ought not to do, where shall he get strength to do right? The child, even the little child, feels the need of help from one greater than he. greater than even father or mother ; for no mother’s eye can follow him every way, and uo father's hand can Ih» always near to befriend and save. And tins feeling of helplessness may lead one to look beyond father or mother, broth - er or sister, master or mistress, to a greater than they all. It we have help at ail, we must have the help of One who sees us al- W M 10 O O IB AMM BM • | ways, who rules every where, who, in His strength and greatness, condescends to e mindful of us, who will hear us and wi help us. This Almighty being is God, the God of the Bible, who has cent his dear bon to teach us to say “ Our Father,” and to pray, “Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil;” but more than all, has graciously xdded, for the sake of those who might still think that their children had no understanding of these things, Suf fer little children to come unto me, and foi bid them not.” v . THE CUILDREN’SjCOLUMN. The Wonderful Squirrel. A STORY FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS. The valley of the Nepperan, so named from the small, clear river which winds through it, lies on the east side of the Hud son, about opposite the upper Palisades.— One afternoon, 1 was riding with a friend through the romantic region, now rendered sacred by the genius of the immortal Irving. His picturesque description of Sleepy Hollow, from which we were not far dis tant, is also characteristic of this locality.— “ Here were small farms, each having its little portion of meadow and corn-field; its orchard ofgnarled and spreading apple-trees; its garden, in which the rose, the marigold, and the holly-hock grew sociably with the cabbage, the pea, and the pumpkin ; each had its low-eaved mansion, redundant with white-headed children, with an old hat nailed against the wall for the house-keeping wren ; the coop on the grass-plot, where the motherly hen clucked around with her va grant brood: each»had its stone well, with a moss-covered bucket suspended to the long balancing pole, according to antedelu vian hydraulics; while within doors re sounded the eternal hum of the spinning wheel.” Our way led us to a cottage winch stood not far from a dilapidated barn. As we knocked at the door, a child of eight or ten summers bade us enter, and led us to her mother, who sat near a window sewing. As soon as we were seated, 1 was sur prised by something which sprang upon my knees and darted across my hand. It was a squirrel; and so admirable were his pranks, that he might well be called the “Wonderful Squirrel.” He was of a red or brownish color, with a very bushy tail, and a very sparkling black •ye, and his name was Bunny. My young readers may well judge of my surprise, when such a wild, beautiful crea ture darted across my lap like a lightning flash. “ Do not fear him,” said the little girj.— “ lie’ll not hurt you.” J ust then I happened to remember that my overcoat pocket was filled with apples. These Bunny had smelled, and hence had climbed over my coat to see where 1 had stored them. He, nevertheless, kept a sharp eye turned towards my face, to see whether 1 was disposed to encourage these advances towards scraping an acquaintance. I took an apple from my pocket, and threw a pie e toward him on the floor. He seized it in his mouth, and taking his place in a corner, braced himself up on his hind feet, spread his tail over his back, and holding the apple in [his paws, nibbled away with great satisfaction. Soon, however, he dropped the apple, dodged out of the room, and did notappear again for several minutes. I then learned from the little maiden, Clarissa, some of his wonderful adventures. One day, toward evening, Bunny came ’ into the room, and looking around, said to 1 himself, “I wonder where I shall sleep to night? It I get upon the table and wrap myself in the table-cloth, some one may brush me off on to the floor; or if 1 lie in the corner, some one may step on me.” So, casting his eye upward, and seeing Master 1 Charley’s coat hanging on a nail, he climbs « up, and looking carefully over it, espies the pocket. “ Aha! ” said he, “ this is a nice I snug place. I’ll go in here.” So he crawls J down into the bucket and goes to sleep. At length Muster Charley comes home, [ gets his supper, and starts for bed. In or- | der to prevent taking cold, he throws his ~ coat ovet his shoulders, and oft’ he goes with Bunny in his pocket. Reaching his bed room, he throws his coat on his bed, and soon is fast asleep. Meanwhile Bunny, who had been prettv well shaken up, and was now awakedout of his nap, crawled out of his pocket to take a * survey. Creeping carefully about, he said to himself, “ 1 wonder where lam now.” ’ At last he comes up near Master Charley’s 1 face, when he says, “Oh! this is Master ChaHey. All right! I'll just crawl in with I s him.” So he creeps under the bed-clothes, 1 just behind Master Charley’s back, finds a 1 nice warm place, and goes’to sle?p. ’ “Ah!” says Nora, a bright-eyed little ! ' girl, “did the. squirrel really say this? 1 t How can a squirrel talk ? ” My dear young readers, although squir j rels and birds have not the gift of human ? speech, they understand each other. God i has taught them to converse. Have vou t never seen two pretty little doves cooing and talking together ? And have you not - seen a solitary crow perched on the stake of i a fence, or in the top of some tall tree, as a s sentinel to the flock, who all fly as soon as - j they hear his note of warning ? How astonishing the sagacity of animals! i Bunny makes his bed of shreds of tow or l birch' bark, and on a bright morning brings ? it out into the sun and air as careful I v as any house-maid. He makes it up with his r paws, and after a time carries it back to his >’ nest in his mouth. If he has mure nuts i given him than he wants for present use, he carries them into the garret of his little I house, and lays them by for a rainy day. While thus musing and conversing, Bun r ny pipped into the room, through a bole e‘ under the door, and Clarissa brought some • I walnuts w hich she had been getting for him. i Seeing them in her hand, he sprang into > her lap, and prying his little nose between her soft, white fingers, seized a nut, and ■ then sprang again to the floor, where he devoured it at his convenience. Soon, however, he returned for another, when Clarissa imprisoned him in her hand. He nestled about with a complaining noise, trying to escape from her grasp. But she would not let him go until she had caressed him with her cheek, and breathed upon him with her sweet lips. “ But,” said I, “ does Bunny never bite you?” “Oh, no!” she replied. “He will sometimes make believe, but he is only playing, and will not hurt me.” 1 then asked, “ When did you begin to teach him thus, my little fairy ? ” “Oh ! ” she re plied, “we found him when very small, about as large as a mouse. He had been lost from the nest, and Charley caught him in his hand. He could only drink a single drop of milk at a time. And thus we nursed him tenderly, until he could eat the wild nuts that we gather for him. At night he made his bed in a mitten, and was small enough at first to sleep in the thumb.” Can any of my young readers tell what enchantment it was that subdued the wild ness of the squirrel who, in his native for est, would have bitten the first hand that had been laid upon him ? Bunny was not only an illustration of the value of early training, but also of the power of love. I had often seen the squirrels playing in the Valley of the Nepperan ; but never be fore did I know’ that they could be taken by a gentle hand from their wild, illimita ble home, and made to nestle in the bosom of a little child. As we rode upon our returning way, we passed many an old homestead, and now and then the splendid summer residence of some merchant prince. The day of Wol fert’s Roost has not wholly gone by. The old Dutch farmers, with their enor mous pantaloons and short pipes, are yet lingering around the hospitable hearthstone of St. Nicholas; the milk pans, in long rows, glisten before the kitchen door, and the lazy, fat kine stroll down through the grassy meadows to the river’s brink. Thus I mused, till I abruptly reached the place where I was to part from my young friend, whom I had long regarded with the affection of a brother. Many weeks after, I was passing through the same neighboi hood, and took pains to enquire after my favorites. Bunny had been chased by a mischievous cat, and had taken refuge beneath the hand of his mis tress, who drove his persecutor away. But alas ! he only escaped one danger to incur another. A grim mastiff, passing by, had seen him playing in the yard, and opened his enormous jaws, just ready to devour him. Along the fences he flew, with the speed of light, baffling his pursuer at each sudden turn, and disregarding the cries of Clarissa, who vainly called him to her arms. At length he gained the forest, and springing to the trunk of a giant hemlock, ; in the deepest thicket, was lost in the over hanging terrace of aerial verdnre. Weeks after, while I was hunting in this forest, I beheld two beautiful squirrels play ing in the boughs of a beach-nut tree. The squirrel had found his mate. I immedi ately carried the news to Clarissa, who searched the forest once more. At last she found her squirrel. Bunny came at her call, and nestled in her snowy bosom. But she released him again, saying she did not like to take him from his mate. And now, in the season of Autumn, she wanders forth in the woods, when the golden sunset covers the chestnut trees, to gather in her lap the nuts which the squirrels rat tie down around her. thealtaE MA RRIED, In Augusta, Ga., on the Bth instant, by Rev. Mr. Huntington, George A. Jones and Miss Maggie E. Johnston, of that city. In Coweta comity, 23d ultimo, by Rev. Mr. Hall, Isaac J. Jackson and Miss Rosa Ann Brown. In Tuskegee, 7th instant, by Rev. Mr. Battle, Lieutenant S. B. Walker, of Mil ledgeville, Ga., and Miss M. L. Dillard, of Montgomery. THE GRAVE. pneumonia, in Marietta, Ga., on the 15m instant, Mrs. J. A. Smith, in the fifty-fifth year of her age. She joined the Baptist Church at May River, S. C., in her eighteenth year. Since that time, she has been a faithful and devo-1 ted follower of Jesus Christ. Firmly per suaded that the principles she believed and adopted were Scriptural and Divine, she never sacrificed them, however great the i temptation or strong the influence of eircum- j stances. For twelve years a resident ofi the town of St. Marys, Ga., and deprived j of the privileges of her own church commu ! nion, she did not forget her former pledges,; nor abandon the cause she loved. During her residence in this city, her: * constant study of the Scriptures, regular] and punctual attendance at the Church-] meetings, faithful instructions as a Sabbath school teacher, strong attachment to friends, generous sympathy for the afflicted, and with all, her meek and quiet spirit, have constantly testified to the sincerity and re ality of her Christian experience/ t is not strange,therefore, that her last moments were calm and peaceful, and that she desired to have no will of her own dis . ferent from the will of God. She now rests ( tiom her labors, and her works follow her. ; , A Friend. , please cuw _ ' Departed thia life on the 2d inst., Mrs.’ Makv E. I kks.lv, of Cartersville. gJ -(aged forty six years. • ‘ friend embraced religion in yearly Ide and joined the Baptist Church.— . | Iler walk as a Christian was quiet, orderly > consistent. It was during her protracted > sickness that her Christian graces were I fully developed, and shone with increasing s lustre. Though a great sufferer, she was pat ient and resigned to the will of her Heav enly Father. As she had lived, so she died i Christian. To her, death had no sting, the grave no terrors. The last words she was heard to utter were “ Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are.” As an infant gently falls to sleep on the bosom of its mother, so she fell asleep upon the bosom of Jesus. Though it is natural to mourn loss of loved ones, and though her absence is deeply felt in the family cir cle and among her numerous friends, still they are consoled by the thought that she has passed from earth to heaven. May we die the death of the righteous, and our last end be like hers. J. 27th December, 1862. Died, on the 15th of January 1863, in Americus, Ga., Mary Davis, wife of Icha bod Davis,in the sixty-sixth year of her age. She abundantly filled all the stations in life allotted to woman, as wife, mother, and friend. She was many years a faithful and con sistent member of the Baptist Church, and a mother in Israel. She gently fell asleep in the arms of Jesus. She said in death He was with her, and was “ precious.” She is now in Heaven, beholding “His glory.”— Farewell, loved one, I shall soon be with you in that bright world of happiness and bliss. Her Husband. George W. Grlffeth, son of James R. and Mary Ann Griffeth, is dead. He was born June 15th, 1843,. in Chat tooga Georgia; professed faith in Christ and joined the Baptist Church at Pleasant Grove in August, 1859; baptized by Elder Wm. Newton. Soon after the present war commenced, the subject of this notice volunteered, and was a private in Capt. Cooper’s company. He faithfully served his country in this ca pacity for some four months, when con sumption, with which he had been afflicted for several years, became fully seated. He was honorably discharged from the service, returned home, and gradually sank until the 2d day of December, 1862, when his spirit took its flight from its frail tenement of clay to a better world above. He lived and died in the humble hope of ablest im mortality, saying to weeping friends, “Meet me in Heaven.” C. B. Martin. THE SOLDIER’S I RIIAD, Devoted to the Intellectual, Moral and Religious interests of THE SOLDIER, is published every Saturday, in Atlanta. Let the Christian, Philanthropist and Patriot forward their contributions, stating where they wish the paper sent, and to what regiment, if they prefer. Subset iptiwu }>er term of four months, 50 copies, 840; and at the same rate a larger amount. A single copy, 81,10. Address, A. S. Worrell, Atlanta. RAILROAD GUIDE. Georgia Hailroad & Banking Co Augusta to Atlanta. .. .171 Miles. .. .Fare $5 50 GEORGE YONGE, Superintendent. , I - Morning Passenger Train. (SUNDAYS EXCEPTED.) Leave Atlanta daily at 6 10 A. M Arrive at Augusta at 5 04 P. M Leave Augusta daily at ft 45 A. M Arrive at Atlanta at 5 32 P. M Night Passenger Train. Leave Atlanta daily at 7 15 P. M Ariive at Augastaat 5 30 A. M Leave Augusta at 4 00 P. M Arrive at Atlanta at 2 05 A. M This road runs in connection with the trains oi 1 the South Carolina and the Savannah and Augusta Railroads, at Augusta. Macon and Western Railroad. CHANGE OF SCHEDULE. Macon to Atlanta ... .104 Miles.. . .Fare $4 50. ALFRED L. TYLER, Superintwdent. Leave Macon at 10 00 a. in Arrive at Atlanta at 4 00 p. m Leave Atlanta at 11 00 a. rn Arrive at Macon 4 55 p. in This train connects with Central, South-western and Muscogee railroads at Macon. Western & Atlantic (State) Railroad. Atlanta to Chattanooga, 13S Miles—Fare,...ss. JOHN S. ROWLAND, Superintendent. PASSENGER TRAIN. Leaves Atlanta, nightly, at.... *.30, P M Arrives at Chattanooga at 4.51, A M Leaves Chattanooga at 5.00, P M ( i Arrives at Atlanta at 2.30, A M EXPRESS FREIGHT AND PASSENGER TRAIN. ’ Leaves Atlanta, daily, at 3.00, A M i Arrives at Cluittiuiooga at Leaves Chattanooga at 3.15, A M < ] Arrives at Atlanta at 3 35, P M ACCOMMODATION PASSENGER TRAIN. 1 Leaves Atlanta at ~.00 P. M. Arrives at Kingston at - - - < t’o P. M. : Leaves Kingston nt - - - - 5.30 A. M ( - Arrives at Atlanta at - - - - 10.n0 A. M. • This Road connects, each way, with the Rome Branch Railroad at Kingston, the East Tennessee . and Georgia Railroad at Dalton, and the Nashville & Chattanooga Railroad at Chattanooga. Atlanta and West Point Railroad, j Atlanta to West Point 87 Miles Fare f 3 50 GEORGE 3. HULL, Slfekintendent. MORNING PASSENGER TRAIN. Leaves Atlanta, daily, al 2.45, A M Arrives at West-Point at 7.35, A M Leaves West-Point, daily, at 12.40. P M Arrives at Atlanta at 5.30, A M EVENING PASSENGER TRAIN. Leaves Atlanta - - - 6 00, P. M. Arrive at West Point - - - - 11.22, A. M. Leaves West Point .... 2.00, P. M. Arrives at Atlanta 6 48, P. M. Tais Road connects with the Moutgomer West Point Road at West Point. ' CARDS. w IT Ligon <3k Co., WHOLESALE grocers, AND COMMISSION MERCHANTS Corner of Whitehall and, Mitchell Streets B. B. AMOSS. ° A ' Robert L. CmwieFllS; COMMISSION MERCHANTS (Franklin Building,) ’ ATLANTA, GEORGIA. October 1, 1862. J. B. Tippin, Wholesale and Retail Dealer in Foreign and Domestic DRY GOODS. BWYCounally’s.Block, on Whitehall Street, ATLANTA, GA. Beach & Root, IMPORTERS and DEALERS IN I) K Y GOODS, (Whitehall Street,) ATLANTA, GEORGIA. . ° ct - H 3m Hamilton, Markley & Joyner, dealers in DRUGS, MEDICINES, DYE-STUFFS, PAINTS, OILS, ETC., Concert Hall building, opposite Georgia R.-R. Bank ATLANTA, GA. 0 25 ‘ A. C. Vail~ SIGN OP MILLEDGEVILLE CLOTHING STORE— Empire House, Whitehall street, ATLANTA, GA., Has a large assortment of READY-MADE CLOTHING, and a large variety of Fancy Articles generally. 6c 25 S. I). Allies, Fire and. Life Insurance AGENT, [Corner of Whitehall and Alabama streets,] ATLANTA, GA. Oct 18 Hughes, Hagan &. Co., Manufacturers of and Dealers in all kinds of ENVELOPES, ATLANTA, GA., Having their new machinery, propelled by steam (in the Franklin Building), are prepared to till all orders for ENVELOPES. Oct. 11. 3m John Ficken, MANUFACTURER OF AND DEADER IN ALL KINDS OF SEGARS AND TOBACCO, Snuff, Pipes, Meerschaums, Segar-Cases, Etc.» WHITEHALL ST., ATLANTA, GA. Oct. 18 3m D. Mayer. J. Jacobe. J. Kapp. I>. Mayer, Jacobe & Co., AUCT IO N and COMMISSION MERCHANTS, For thesale of Merchandise, Real Estate, Stocks, Bonds and Negroes, Whitehall Street, ATLANTA, Ga. vet. t». • 3m A. C. Wyly &, Co., WHOLESALE GROCERS, AND COMMISSION ME EC HAN TS, Corner of Walton and Peach tree sts., ATLANTA, GA. O 25 J. T. Porter, WHOLESALE GROCER, AND COMMISSION MERCHANT,- Marietta St., ATLANTA, GEORGIA. 025 Thomas F. Lowe A Co., General Commission Merchants, (exclusively,) For the sale of PRODUCE, and all kinds of MERCHANDISE; Negroes, Real Es’ate, &c., &e., (In Daniels’ Block, Peach-tree st., and Winship’s corner, ditto,) ATLANTA, GEORGIA. Thomas F. Lowe. Jisse Lowe, of Lawrenceville. John C. White. W. Powers. White A Power#, WIIOLE SA L E AND R ETAI L G R O C E R S, DEALERS IN PRODUCE, and FAMILY SUPPLIES, Marietta Street, Atlanta, Ga. Oct. 18 8m E. Ml. Edwardy, WHOLESALE AND RETA L DEALER IN Groceries, Family Supplies, AND COMMISSI.ON AIERCITANT, Whitehall Street, ATLANTA, GEORGIA. Oct. 18 3m Perino Brown. Thos. P. Fleming. M. L. Lichtenstadt Brown, Fleming A Co., FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC COMMISSION (Masonic Hall Building) Decatur St, ATLANTA, GA. Advances made on Sugar, Molasses, Wool and other Produce. Special attention gi/en to the Texas and Georgia trade. Oct. 11 3m JunicN McPherson A Co. HAVE opened next door North of BEACH A ROCT’B Store on Whitehall Street, a new and select Stock of BOOKS and STATIONERY, Together with an endless variety of fancy arti cles, such as, ENG RAVINGS, GO Lt) PENS AND PEN CILS, WINDOW SHADE SAND GILT CORNICES, PICTURE FRAMES’, WALL PA PER, FIRE SCREENS, RICH CHINA AND PARIAN VASES, PARIAN FIG URES, &c., d-r. Foreign Books imported to order. Teachers and Merchants supplied at Charles ton prices, freight only added. EgT - Picture Frames made to order. Remember the New Book Store oj jas. McPherson & co. Sale, f'ITY PROPERTY, Negroes; Boys’ Shoes; Rice, U Varnish, Tobacco, Ac. A “• -eAU ~ n 9 ly conser O s F„rsyth and MitcheU st*. OnkSquare,one insertion, $1.50; and SI.OO for each subsequent insertion.
