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J. M- I Court 1 * KATES OP ADVERTISING. One sq’r, first insertion $ 1 00 Each subsequent insertion 60 8 sq'rs one month 4 00 3 sq’rs six months 12 50 3 sq’rs one year 20 00 One column, one year 120 00 One column, six month 70 00 For a greater or less space the same pro¬ portion. LEGAL ADVERTISING. In accordance with the act of the Legis¬ lature, legal advertisements will be inserted in the Recorder at the following rates, payable strickly words in advance: for each in¬ For each 100 75 cents sertion for the first four insertions; for each subsequent insertion 35 cents for each 100 words. No advertisement considered less than 100 words. . TRACE OF MLSD. FROM OLD ENGLISH POETRY. (My minil perfect to me joy a kingdom therein 1 is, find Such As far exceeds all earthly bliss That God or nature I hath assigned; would Though much want that most have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave. Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look what 1 lack my mind supplies. Lo! thus I triumph like a king. Content with that my mind doth bring. I see how plenty surfeits oft; fall; And hasty climbers soonest I see that such as sit aloft Mishap doth threaten most of all; These get with toil and keep with fear; Such cares my mind could never bear. No princely pomp, nor wealthy s'ore, No force to win a victory, No wily wit to salve a sore, No shape to win a lover’s eye; To none of these I vield as thrall, For why? my mind despiseth ulL Some have too much, yet still they crave; I little have, yet seek no more; They And are but rich poor, tl tough much they have; 1 am with little store; They They poor, lack, I I lend; rich; they beg, I I give; live. they pine, 1 laugh not at another’s loss, No 1 grudge not at another’s gain; 1 worldly wave my mind can toss; brook that is another’s bane. 1 fear no foe, nor fawn no friend; I loathe not fife, norMread mine end. (My >Jy wealth conscience is health and perfect chief case: defence; 1 clear, my never seek by bribes to please, Nor by desert to give offence; Thus do I five, thus will 1 die; Would all did so well as 1! 17’0 AT SMILEY S FIRST HUF FALO. Gentlemen, one evening, in the year 185—, when traveling up the north side of the Platte river, we had encamped just opposite to that huge mass of stone called Court house Rock. Fp to this time we had seen no buffalo, the Indians having driven them back to the mountains late the previous fall to save them from the rifles of the emigrants, who killed large numbers of them just for the sport of the thing. Rut this evening, just after we halted, one of the hoys (there were six of us) discovered a dark object apparently about a mile distant, which had the appearance of being one of the mighty bison that we had so often read of in our schoolboy days. In a few seconds all hands were greatly excited, with the exception of the subscriber, who had seen a few of the critters before—as that did not happen to he the first time he had been on the boundless prairies. Our arms consisted of a double barrreled shot gun, one Kentucky rifle, and two U. S. rifles, or yagers. Each man also had a revolver. The rifle wtjs my own individual proper¬ ty; the other pieces belonged to the crowd in general. Then came the j-ush to see who would go. It was evident that but three could start out, as the shot gun was of no ac¬ count for such game, and Iliad some doubt about the yagers. As I was not anxious to go myself, I proposed that the other five should draw for the chance, and whoever got the largest straw was to have my rifle. This was agreed to, and Joe Haller Ned Myers and Fritz Clausen were the lucky boys. Joe got the rifle. They got a good supply of ammuni¬ tion and started off in fine spirits. Neither of them had ever seen a buf¬ falo, and, in fact, but little game ex¬ cept rabbits, squirrels and wild tur¬ keys, and they were very much elated with the thought of slaying one of the mighty monsters. The boys that were left behind were quite chop-fallen, but I con¬ soled them by telling them that we should see plenty of buffalo in a few v j I h v 23k & ♦ “ SCIEXCE A XJ) RELIGIOX; THE G UA III) I A XS OF LIBERTY." days, and then we Would have some sport ourselves! When the hunters had been gone half an hour they appeared to be still considerable distance from the game; fifteen minutes longer, and they dis¬ appeared. We concluded that they had got into a slough or snail, in order to approach the bison undis¬ covered, for I had cautioned them against letting him see them. Pre¬ sently we saw the noble beast sud¬ denly 7 -stop feeding) raise his head and look towards where he had last seen the party; and almost at the same instant we saw a jjjoud of smoke rise and heard the report of firearms. The buffalo did not fall, but soon went to feeding as quietly as if noth¬ ing had occurred to disturb him. Soon we heard another volley fired, hut the critter appeared to take no notice of it. It now became so dark that we could no longer see the monster, hut firing was kept up for some time. After the first shot 1 told the hoys that I had some doubt as to the animal being a buffalo at all, for they don’t often stand to be shot at in that manner. Well, in about an hour after the firing ceased, the hunters returned, wearing very long faces. “Hello, hoys,” shouted Tom, “where’s your buffalo?” “Kuffalo!” replied Joe; “I believe his hide is wrought iron. I’m sure I Hit him six or seven times, and it never made him rise his head after the first shot.” “And I know I Hit him several times,” observed Ned. “And me, too,” chimed in Fritz; “I* see ter pallet strike him in ter same place every time but ter last time; den I had but von load of powder and two pullets; so I dinks I nuts dem both.in, and when 1 pulls ter drigger, ter first ding wat 1 see was mineself lavin’ on ter ground rnit a pleening nose, and I tells you wat it is, I limits no more puffaloes mit ein yager.” After a while, it was settled that Tom, Joe (as guide) and myself should take our guns next morning and proceed in search of the bison, while the rest of the party kept on the road. Weil, in the morning he was no¬ where to he seen; but I concluded that he was lying down in some low place, and that we would soon find him. So we set out, and after walk¬ ing, as near as I could judge, about three miles, we reached the slough where the hoys had been the evening previous. “Right out there is were we left him,” observed Joe, pointing to a little mound about eight hundred yanks distant, but which he swore was not forty rods off; “and I expect lie’s lying down on the other side of the hillock, and as like as not, stone dead.” Presently we saw a dark object coming out from behind the mound. “There he is,” whispered Joe; “drop down so lie can’t see us.” There he was, sure enough; hut what, a buffalo! It was only an old brown ox that had got footsore, and had been left by some emigrants. I started towards him, but Joe caught hold of me, exclaiming, “for Heaven’s sake, don’t go near him; it’s dangerous. I’ve read accounts of people being killed by buffaloes.” I had given Tom a siy wink. He saw how matters stood, and dropping flat upon the ground, he made the earth fairly shake with laughter. Joe looked surprised and wanted to know what he was laughing at. “At that old ox, to be sure,” I re¬ plied; and I could hold in no longer. Joe tried to look serious, hut it was no use, and he soon joined in the laugh with a good will. We struck out and joined the rest of the party, who all had a good laugh when we told them what the buffalo was. It was not many days before we had an opportunity to try our skill on a genuine buffalo. Sam, Frank and myself captured the first one. Joe and Ned established a reputation WRIGIITSVILLE, GEORGIA, MAY 22, 1880. as hunters for bison; but Fritz could never be induced to teks a hand. “1 shoots no more -ait Uncle Sain rides, was about an lie would say when asked to join the chase. However, he did some good execu¬ tion with the old shot gun among the hares and sage liens. After leaving the sweetwater we saw no more buffalo; but Joe, Ned and Fritz were often reminded of their adventure with with the first buffalo. •--- A MA ZIX O . 1 s TR OX OMIC-1L FA CTS. Viewed alone, or compared with terrestrial objects, our earth appears stupendous. Its boundless oceans, vast continents, lofty mountains, mighty rivers, sweeping tempests and crushing thunderbolts are certainly objects of might and grandeur wor¬ thy the awe and admiration of every beholder. Rut when we turn from the earth and survey the solar syst cm, and the boundless starry universe around and beyond, and contemplate the number and magnitude of these heavenly bodies, the earth becomes really insignificant, and we are utter¬ ly lost in wonder and amazement. Yet, unaided by comparison, the hu¬ man mind utterly fails to comprehend the bewildering vast ness of what the eye beholds, to say nothing of the infinity, beyond the reach of its vi¬ sion, even when aided by the most powerful telescope. To assist some of our younger rea¬ ders to form some conception of this vast ness, we have instituted a few simple comparisons and facts relative to the size, distance and velocity of some of the heavenly bodies, taking first our earth, moon and sun. r p 0 our eyes the sun and moon appear to he about equal in size, and only a trifling distance away, hut the as¬ tronomer has demonstrated that tliese appearances are very deceptive, that the moon is really ‘240,000 miles distant, 2,000 miles in diameter and 1-01 part as large as the earth, while the sun is 95,000,000 of miles away, over 889,000 miles in diameter, and upward of 1,400,000 times as large as our earth, and over 112,000,000 larger than the moon. To assist in understanding these figures, let us suppose the. earth to be represented by an averaged sized pea, and the sun to lie an empty receptacle into which such peas were t<> he poured until full, about, nine bushels would he required to fill it; and of moons similarly represented, six hundred and twenty-seven bushels would be required. Again, should the earth commence to rapidly grow and go on expanding its dimensions until it reached out to the moon, filling its entire orbit, it would then he about one-half the diameter and one-eighth the size of the sun; it would have to continue its growth out and nearly as far beyond the moon as that is from the earth before it would attain to the magnitude of the sun. Should moons he placed one after another like mill stones, at intervals of 240, 000 miles, the sanies as that between the earth and the moon, until they reached the sun, 400 moons would he required. Were earths strung one after another like beads upon a string, 12,500 would be necessary to reach to the sun, and were a string made to reach around the sun, 300 would have to he used. Could we set out for a journey to the moon, sun itnd ether heavenly bodies, riding upon a steam car going at the rate of twenty-five jniles per hour, riding night and day, in four hundred days we could shake hands with the “old man in the moon,” but we should have to ride on for four hundred and fifty years before we could pay a like compliment to the dw fliers in the sun. And -should we continue our visit to the planet Neptune, 7,650 years more would pass before our car would arrive—should we con tinue our journey to the nearest fixed star beyond, we should ride on and on for 90,000,000 of years before we would reach our journey’s end, and then there would he no less stars ami space beyond. THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE. All the "world knew, or at least that part of it that trouble itself about the matter, that there did not live in Lakeville a prettier girl than Miss Lille Johnson, and,furthermore a handsomer or more agreeable young man than John Sheldon. All the village gossips had made , up their minds long ago, that those two must eventually become One, and they were seen together at picnics and parties so often as to raise the hopes of the' ’"worthies to the highest point, and cause them to nod their heads more significantly than ever. Hut as several months went on, and matters seemed no more encourag¬ ing than they had been at the be¬ ginning, their visages lengthened perceptibly— Now, the truth was that Miss Nellie would have been not only very glad, but very willing to have the handsome John propose to her the all-important question; and the pretty damsel was perplexed, and n it a little vexed at his tardiness in in coming to the desired point. And for another truth—for truth is a most wholesome and refreshing con¬ diment, and we can’t have too much of it in these degenerate times—John was fully as much in love with Nellie as she was with him. lie thought of her by day, and then dreamed of her by night; caught himself signing her name to business letters and documents instead of his own, and came very near exposing himself to the ridicule of his fellow-clerks forty times a day. Why, then, did not the handsome dolt make known to Nellie the s ate of liis feelings? The trouble was that '^ !11 " :ls bashful; and the fear he might discover that his love not retWoed, and that he might cover that, his offer, might he clined with thanks” deterred him. A grand picnic was to he field in a win (I about half a mile from Lakc ville—dho first picnic of the season. All the girls, of course, were direct¬ ed to look their prettiest, and the boatu cxpocteed to exhibit all the gallantry they were possis‘e.1 of, ill the inaugural event of the Hummer’s festivt* ics. TW: evening previous, as Nellie had i-pi-cted, Mr Sheldon called to rcqiut ti e ] riviloge of escorti- g her next day, which \ as readily given, accompanied by her sweetest sniifi-, and alter a few de perate efforts to start a eonvers: tion upon indifferent subjects, all the while long! |ig and yet dreading to iniro duce tho subject uppermost in his mind; our friend Joint took Ills leave, maturing to himself, as he strolled moodily homeward— “What a confounded fool I am! ! had-such a good chance to speak to-night, and I let it slip by me. If I was only sure she loved me as I do her—the little darling—it might give me courage. I declare, I can’t stand this much longer. I’ll try and find a chance to speak to her to-mor¬ row, and learn my fate whatever it may he.” A merry group gathered the next morning in front of Fa liter Marin’s from which place they were to start. Very lovely Nellie looked in her jaunty and coquettish hat; and so thought John Sheldern as he gazed admiringly down upon the little white hand that rested upon his arm; and so likewise thought the gossips, who had been invited also, as they shook their heads lugubriously together. The picnic grounds wero reached, and still the state of affairs as re¬ garded our hero and heroine was as distressingly unpromising as ever. At last ; screwing up liis courage to tiie highest pitch, John turned to Nellie as they finished lunch, and said, with affected careless— “Suppose we stroll towards the lake, Niss Johnson. It looks very inviting down there. Will you come?” “Thank you, I will,” and, spring¬ ing up, Nellie took his offered arm, they sauntered off together, Reaching the desired spot they themselves beneath a tree, while Nellie took off her hat and be¬ gan to play with its ribbons. “We have had a pleasant day,” Johy said, at length. “Yes, very,” smiled Nellie, in reply. Nellie laughed, and then was about to speak, when a voice called “Sheldon!” and at the same moment one of the party sprang down before them. “I’ve been looking all over for y 7 ou, Shelden! Won’t you come and help us put up a swing? it wont take two minutes!” “Very well,” and darling to look at Nellie, who appeared very 7 much engaged in examining a flower at her feet, Joint hurried off. No sooner were they out of sight than poor Nellie, heartily 7 vexed and disappointed, hurst into tears. “I wish that Tom Kay had been in Guinea before he was ever invited to this picnic,” she sobbed, “to come and take John away just as he was about to—to—” but another hurst of tears prevented further speech. She was still sobbing, when she heard footsteps approaching, and hastily wiping her ey 7 es, glanced up to see that John had returned; and as his quick eye saw the traces of tears on her cheeks, he bent suddenly over her. “What is the matter, Miss John son: •.)> “Nothing,” Nellie managed to re ply. “Indeed, you are distressed. Won’t you tell me why?” Nellie rose desperately to her feet, hut John placed himself resolutely in front of her. Now, our hero had never held Nellie in his arms before, and the sensation was so delightful that it inspired him with courage immedi¬ ately; so he not only supported her, but elasped her more closely; and not only 7 that, hut put his hand under the quivering chin; and not only that, hut had the audacity to draw the tearful face to his, and press a long, loving, triumphant kiss upon the rosy lips that had tempted him so often. A scarlet flush leaped to Nellie’s cheek as she struggled to free herself from his arms. “No, Nellie,” he said, holding her tighter than ever; “1 will not let you go until you tell me that I have not loved in vain. Will you he mine, darling? If so, raise those sweet lips and give me a voluntary kiss.” For a moment Nellie hesitated, then, with her pretty face all aglow, she raised her hips to his, and— well, I believe they’re not finished yet. ------ What 1 Have Seen. —An old man of experience says; “I have seen a young man sell a good farm, turn merchant and die in the insane asy¬ lum; I have seen a farmer travel about so much that there was noth¬ ing at home worth looking at; I have seen a tnatt spend more money in folly than would support his family in comfort and independence; I have seen a young girl marry a man of dissolute habits, and repent of it as long as she lived; I have seen a young man depart from truth where candor and veracity would have served him to a much better purpose; I have seen the extravagance and folly of children bring their parents to poverty and want, and themselves to disgrace: I have seen a prudent and industrious wife retrieve the for¬ tune of a family when the husband pulled at the other end of the rope.” -------—— “Sir,” said an astonished landlady to a traveler who had sent his cup forward for the seventh time, “you must be very fond of coffee?” “Yes, madam,” I am,” he replied, “or I should never have drunk so much water to got a little.” -.-♦ --- - ■. A calico war is being’Waged be¬ tween the merchants of llawkinsville In consequence, calico can he bought there at five cents a yard which would cost seven and eight cents in New York. NO. 1 WOMEX. Each age in the world’s history lias been marked by its own peculiar ideas of women and her relations to man, and, consequently, to society. Her Creator, it seems, regarded her as a help “meet” for man, and endowed her with gifts and graces, which, all must confess, pre-eminent¬ ly adapt her to the position she holds as complement to her liege lord. The early nations assigned to her an inferior position from the fact that she was, as they thought, un¬ fitted trt assist in carrying on those wars whijeh continually’ ravaged their territory J This neglect soon reduced her to a very low, despondent state, and, as the nations sank gradually deeper and deeper into barbarism, she become the common drudge—the pack-korse of her tribe or nation—and passed her life in misery and shame. In the Heroic ages, she rose gradual¬ ly into importance, as being the source from whence must be derived the military genius of the country ; and the great credit assigned to those Grecian women who trained their sons for the campaign is best illus¬ trated by the mother of the Gracchii. In the ages of Chivalry and Knight errantry, she became the idol, set apart from all the active duties of life, confined like some rare exotic in a place of luxurious security 7 ,and to defend her honor, or win her appro¬ bation was considered the most worthy motive that could possibly occupy the attention of any man. All these conditions, abnormal in themselves, had their effect upon her life and character. During all these stages of her gradual advancement from the abject misery of barbarism, to a proper recognition by the society which she was created to adorn, her life was a blank page, or possibly 7 , what wa ■ worse, filled with the foulest thoughts. With the dawn of the Christian era came the Jight that was to illuminate the by-ways of her life, and disclose to her wait¬ ing heart and hands the fields of labors that beckoned her on to the harvest. Following the opening light, she gradually 7 threw off the manacles which society and conven¬ tionalism had placed upon her; and rose, step by step, from one degree of usefulness to another, until to-day she stands bravely forth, side by side with her more pretentious brother, to aid him for the honors that here¬ tofore he had held as his exclusive right to enjoy. ------* i» » -— New Words. —Words are con¬ stantly increasing in number, and the greatest recommendation of Web¬ ster’s last edition is, that it contains ten thousand more words than any former dictionary. These may not all be in common use, many of them may never he used in conversation, yet it is probably true that a multi¬ tude of words now low, may become respectable. Idiomatic phrases and slang words bubble up from fresh English springs. For example, “You bet,” is a very emphatic allirmative. “Get up and get,” is an earnest com¬ mand to go; “pan out,” borrowed from washing sand for gold, means turningout; thus a speculation “pans out,” good or had, as the case may be; and “shebang” is applied to any sort of office or shop, while the ex¬ pression “you can’t prove it by me,” is a general doubt of denial. These suffice for a few instances. ------» A youngster, while warming his hands over the kitchen fire, was re¬ monstrated with by his father, who said, “Go ’way from the stove, the weather is not cold.” The little fellow, looking up demurely at his stern parent, replied, “I ain’t heatin’ the weather, I am warming my hands.” --«- “ \Yliy don’t you wear a ‘hush,’ ma?” asked a little hoy. “A hush! What is that, my dear? I never heard of such a thing.” “Why, yes you have, ma. I asked Aunt Mary what made her back stick out so, and she said, ‘hush, my dear!’ So you know what a hush is.”