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WHEN YOU WERE SEVENTEEN.
When the hay was mown,
In the yen re long otto,
And while the Western sky was rich
With sunset's rosy glow,
Then hand in hand close linked we pass
ed
The dewy ricks lietwecn,
And I was one und twenty,
And you were seventeen.
Your voice was low and sweet,
Your wavy hair was brown ;
Your clicek was like the wild red rose
That showered petals down.
Your eyes were like the blue speed well,
With dewy moisture’s sheen,
When I was one nnd twenty,
And you were seventeen.
The spring was in our hearts,
And all its hopes were ours;
And we were children in the fields,
Among the opening flowers.
Aye ; life was like a summer day
Amid the woodlands green,
For I was one and twenty,
And you were seventeen.
The years have come and gone,
With sunshine nnd with shade ;
And silvered is the silken hair,
That o’er your shoulders strayed
In many a soft and wayward tress—
The fairest ever seen—
When I was one and twenty,
And you were seventeen.
Though gentle, changing time
lias touched you in his flight,
Your voice has still the old sweet tone,
Your eye the old love light.
And years can never, never change
The heart you gave, I ween,
When I was one and twenty,
And you were seventeen.
THE SUMMER HOARDERS;
OR
NAT ELLISON’S RIVAL.
He attached the note to a pretty
bouquet of oleanders and clematis,
stud placed the whole in a conspicu
ous place in Sybil’s room, at a mo
ment when site was down stairs.
So the deed was done.
That evening, when the lamps
were lit., Nat sauntered into the par
lor as usual, hut was surprised to
fin'd neither Sybil or Vincent there,
lfis father, and mother, and Judge
Carlisle were there, and with an as
sumption of unconcern that would
have baffled keener eyes than theirs,
he threw himself in a lazy position
on a sofa close to one of the curtain
ed windows that opened on the
piazza.
.Scarcely had he done so, when a
low voice close to his head—a voice
that was ineffably tender, he thought
—very distinctly remarked:
“Arc you sure of yourself, Sybil?"
Then another voice tremulous ami
sweet, replied:
“Yes, Clarke, I am quite sure.”
They Were.oh the piazza just out
side the window- Nothing luit the
thin curtain separated them from
Nat, and although they spoke al
most in whimpers, every word was
audible to! him. At another time
he would have quietly changed his
position, hut just now he was burn
ing up with jealousy. He lay quite
still, and listened to a conversation
not intended for his ears.
“Youtbnvn’t jthe slightest doubt
that it is genuine love, Sybil?”
“Not the slightest. Am I a child
that I should doubt myself? It is
love, Clarke—true, pure and holy.
Relieve me, I can never love an
other.”
“But this other follow?”
“Nonsense! Did yon suppose I
cared for him?”
“I was afraid you might ard—”
“You dear old goose! Why, I
fairly detest him! Ho had no right,
I am sure, to think otherwise—•”
Nat waited to hear no more. He
hud heard qnite enough. He rose
quietly, and left the parlor, before
its other occupants had observed the
deathly pallor *f his face. He wei.t
directly,to his room, and locked him
self in, ftor came down again that
night. . When sent for by his anx
ious mother, he pleaded indisposi
tion, and firmly refused to show
himself.
But |ie wrote another note, and
placed it on Miss Carlisle’s table, so
that slid could not fail to see it when
she came to retire. And it was
couched in these words:
“Miss Carlisle:—I see now
what a poor fool I have been, and
will not trouble you for an answer
to my first note. If you think you
have played a fair game this sum
mer, and can find it in your soul to
feel proud of your victory, I have no
more to say except that I wish you
joy of your heartless triumph.
N. E.”
There were sleepless eyes in the
Ellison farm-house that night.
Nat’s white, haggard face, on which
had settled an expression of weary,
hope less woe, testified to that tact,
as he arose on the following morn
ing and went out into the open air.
It was a bright, lovely morning,
after the storm of the preceding
day, but it was dull and wretched
enough us Nat viewed it. He saw
no smile on the face of nature. To
him all. was as a cold, weary wilder
ness.
He went down to the river side,
and leaning against, the trunk of a
tree, gazed moodily down into the
water.
“What a precious fool I have
been!” he muttered, angrily. “I
might have known—”
Ho stopped suddenly at the sound
of a light footstep, and the rustle of
feminine garments, lie turned and
beheld Sybil Carlisle coming toward
him.
His first impulse was to retreat,
but in an mstuut he saw that her
purpose was to speak with him, and
he stood his ground. He observed
that she was pale as the snowy wrap
per sho wore, and that an ominous
expression lurked in tho turquoise
eyes. Dumb with amazement, he
could only stand and stare at her as
she approached.
She was quite calm, in spite of her
ghostly jiallor.
“Mr. Ellison,” she began, con
fronting him with the air of an in
sulted queen, “did you write this?”
She held something toward him.
A glance showed him that it was his
note- -the second one he had writ
ten.
“Yes,” ho replied, with all the
composure he could command, “I
wrote it.”
“And this, too?”
Sho procured another note, and
he saw ‘twas his also—tho one con
taining a confession of his love. Ho
replied again in the affirmative.
“Then, sir,” she exclaimed, her
eves flashing proud wrath, “may I
ask an explanation of this insult?
Will you tell me what you mean by
two such notes m the same day.
Nat was as cold as an icicle in an
instant.
“I am not disposed to deny you
the explanation you ask,” he said,
with freezing politeness. “I need
only say that I have been betrayed
into the worst sort of folly by your
beauty and artfulness. I have per
mitted myself to enjoy this summer
vacation; have been unguarded
enough to fall desperately in love
with you. But that is all over
now.”
“Is this all yon have to say?”
“Not quite. I may add that I
was ignorant of your utter heartless-
ncss until last night.”
“What do you mean, sir?”
“That I hapjiened to he close to
the parlor window when yon and
Mr. Vincent were talking on the
piazza. Have you forgotten your
conversation?”
She was standing now with tirlit-
ly-clcnchcd hands, gazing at him in
a blank, wondering way.
“You heard our conversation?”
she said, slowly, ns if trying to com
prehend.
“Yes,” replied Nat, as coldly as
before; “I heard you tell your lover
how you detested me—”
“To be sure—Mr. Clarke Vin
cent!”
Sybil uttered a faint scream, and
looked inexpressibly astonished.
“Mr. Ellison, either yon are mad
or I am raving!” she cried. “You
cauuot suppose—you surely do not
DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 13,
1878.
imagine—that—that Clarke Vincent
is my lover? I—I thought you
knew!”
“Knew what?”
“That Clarke Vincent is my
brother.”
“Yonr brother!”
“My half-brother. His mother
was also mine. Ho never lived at
homo till of late years. Oh, I never
dreamed that you could make such
a horrible mistake!”
Nat. was too thoroughly stunned
to utter a syllable, and tho young
lady continued:
“When I received your first note
yesterday, I thought it my first duty
to show it to Clarke. Wo were
talking about it on tho piazza last
night when you heard ns. He was
both pleased and surprised, for. ho
was under the impression that I lov
ed an unprincipled rogue in the
city, who persisted in being atten
tive to mo last winter.”
“Then it was that rogue you de
tested, and—and not me?” gasped
Nat.
“Of course, I think yon might
have understood.”
Down on his knees he went, with
out the slightest hesitation, and
seized both of her trembling hands.
“Oh Sybil, can you ever forgive
me?”
“I can and do,” sho replied heart
ily.
“And if you had answered my
first note, darling, it would have
been—•”
“It would have been in the affirm
ative, for I love you, Nat.”
And as he folded her close, close
in his arms, and imprinted passion
ate kisses on her willing lips, the
glorious sunshine dispelled every
t.raeo of the recent storm.
We need only add that they are
now happily married, und Nat has
never had the-slightbst cause to re
gret the whim that induced his
mother to take Summer Boarders.
Habits of Cleanliness.
A letter, warmly commendatory
of a certain educational institution
near Buffalo, known as “Do Veaux
College,” is furnished for publica
tion. In that letter wo find the
following:
“Everything at De Veaux is done
on the stroke of the hell, which hell,
by the by, is large and sonorous and
warranted to wake the soundest
sleeper. The first hell means ‘get
up and dress.’ It rings again.when
the hoys descend to the well-arranged
lavatory where each has his place for
washing, his brushes, comb, &c. ;
they then assemble for inspection
roll call, after which they march to
tho breakfast-room. And, as they
stand before the tables to ask a bless
ing (which they sing) on the morn
ing meal, one cannot, hut notice the
blooming health of every individual
hoy. Boys who come here pale and
weak and ‘scrawny,’ shambling in
gait and with eyes as dull as putty,
arc soon transformed by the magical
influences of regular hours, healthful
diet, out-door drill and exercise, the
pure air of the locality and the habits
of cleanliness soon acquired, if want
ing.”
Aud this system of marching up
to a washbowl and applying a little
water to the face and neck is called
a habit of cleanliness! When will
teachers and parents and the Christ
ian world comprehend that there is
no real cleanliness which does not
provide a daily private washing of
the entire surface of the body. If
you think you are cleanly when you
only wash the hands and face—say
less than five per cent of the unrfuce
—consult the first heathen you meet
and he will tell you of your error.
BoggB says if he desires to see his
wife handsome, to have crimson
cheeks, eyes of fire and flow of s]«eecli,
he buys a photograph of some fe
male, sticks it in an envelope and
lets it lie uronnd the house till she
seca it.
WILD MAN OP THE WOODS.
A Fwivftil Prodigy Captured in
tho Wilds of Tennessee and
Brought to Louisville for
Exhibition—His Body
Covered with Flsli-
S on los.
Louisville ('ouricr-Joumul.
The wild man brought to the city
yesterday by Dr. 0. (1. Brevier, of
Sparta, Tennessee, is truly a myste
rious and wonderful creature, llo
will he exhibited throughout the
country by manager Whullon, of tho
Metropolitan..w.l»o is a thud owner
in this remarkable being, who prom
ises to Successfully baffle all scien
tists wife desire to give a satisfactory
explanation of his unnatural appear
ance. Before entering into the de
tails of his capture, which forms
quite a thrilling and intertsting ep
isode, a discretion of the curiosity,
which promises to excite more atten
tion than Barn uni’s “What is it?”
will be given. At. a distance the
genoral outline of his figure would in
dicate that he is only an ordinary
man. Clpso inspection shows that, his
whole body is covered with a lavoa of
scales, which drop off atwegular
periods, in the spring and fall, like
the skin of a rattlesnake. lie bus a
heavy growth of hair on his head
and a dark reddish beard about six
inches long. His eyes present, a
frightful .appearance, and his height,
when standing perfectly erect, is
about six feet five inches. A ner
vous twitching of his muselos shows
a desire to escape, and ho is con
stantly looking in the direction of
tho door through which ho oiitorcd.
His entire body must ho wet at in
tervals, and, should this ho neglect
ed, lie begins immediately to man
ifest great uneasiness, his flesh be
comes feverish, and his suffering
cannot he alleviated until (.ho water
is appjicd. At times lio Is danger
ous, and yesterday mornidPf when
Mr. Wliallon attempted to place him
in ft wagon, in which lie i»D»*<L v? io
bring him tiio tlieufer, it occupied
some time. The strange creature
acted in a most mystorous manner,
refusing obstinately for some time to
get. into the wagon, lie has quite;
a sharp appetite, having eaten a meal
yesterday morning that would have
fully satisfied four men. With the
exception of fish, his meals are all
prepared ill the ordinary way, hut
the fish is eaten entirely raw. Dr.
Broylor says that, when alone he will
sometimes mutter an unintelligible
jargon, which it would ho impossible
for any one to understand, hut that
in the presence of visitors, lie re
mains perfectly silent. Yesterday
afternoon, from one to four, a pri
vate exhibition was given, and a
number of physicians wore present.,
among t hem J)rs. Brady and Cary
Blackburn, who said that he was a
great curiosity. Dr. Blackburn said
that his scaly condition could m t he
attributed to any skin disenso, hut un
doubtedly lie was bom iti that con
dition. He will bo on exhibition in
one of the private rooms of the Me
tropolitan theator this afternoon and
to-morrow, hot,ween the hours of one
and four o’clock. Only physicians
and those especially invited will he
allowed admission. His exact age is
not known, but for the last eighteen
years lie has been running wild in
the Cumberland mountains in Ten
nessee, near the Ouney Fork and
Big Bone creek. He has been the
constant terror of the community,
although lie was never known to at
tack any one until the day of his
capture. Dr. G. G. Brovler, of
Sparta, Tcnn., says that since the
surrender of the confederate army it
lias been his intention to capture
this creature and exhibit him
throughout the country. The doc
tor soys tho parents of the wild man
are respectable citizens of North Car
olina. named Croslin; that their son
is unquestionably a mystorous fr»ak
of nature they do not, deny, hut they
could not account for his scaly skin.
At tho tender ago of five years, hav
ing always liecn possessed with a rov
wnp
iHtTlfiH
ing disposition, lie left his home and
plunged immediately into the moun
tain regions of Tennessee. Here ho
lived as best lie could, subsisting on
the products of the country, such as
roots and herbs and small animals
that ho could capture. When in the
water lie was in his element. He
would dive down into the depth of
the inland lakes, remaining under
water for a considerable length of
time, and finally emerge with both
bunds filled with small fish, which
he would devour at, once in the raw
state. Dr. Broylor says that until
about eighteen mouths ago ho had
not uttomptod the capture, although
he had been watching the creature’s
actions for the past, twelve years.
About tho 18tli of September lie
started into the mountains fully de
termined to succeed in the capture.
Tho “Wild man of the Woods,” as
lie was termed by the people of the
vicinity, was unusually fleet of fool
and possessed a great deal of agility,
hounding over tho mountainous re
gions in a mbr.fc fearless manner.
During the chase they kept the wild
man constantly in sight., and their
plan was to tiro him out, in which
they finally succeeded. Tie was pur
sued through tlie wild, mountainous
o.ountry, over lakes and pyocipices,
until his pursuers almost dispiiired of
success. Stratagem was finally re
sorted to. The lariat was thrown at
him without success, and then a kind
of net was formed, into which lie
was decoyed and captured. Horan
fearlessly into tho net, and became
oiitanglod in the meshes. Captured,,
hut. not conquered, a struggle on-
suo.l, in which Dr. Broylor was se
riously wounded. Tim wild man
fought with his hands, after the
fashion of a hear, and onnli'3.1 .in d
scratched the doctor in a frightful
manner. At last they quieted their
unwilling'Victim and brought him
to Sparta. The doctor immediately
telegraphed t<> Mr. \Vlml1ch, who
purchased a third interest, in the
wonder; and had him brought to
Louisville yestorday morning. The
presence of this wild man in Louis
ville has excited considerable atten
tion among the doctors, and also a
crowd of curious persons, who are
anxious to see the wonderful creat
ure., There will bo only one public
exhibition in this city, which takes
place at. the Metropolitan theater
Saturday afternoon.
DIPPING.
A Providence, 11. I., tobacconist
lm» put, np a sign in his simp win
dow, giving notice that, ho sells
“snuff for dipping,” and the Jour
nal of that city waxes irate over the
introduction of this filthy habit.
Strange as ! t may appear, “dipping”
is confined almost oiitirely to women
and is practiced to a ■much greater
oxtont than would he imagined. Of
course it would bo almost useless to
indicate to a woman capable of “dip
ping” that she is a fool, hut perhaps
some who are oerjuiring (lie habit
“just for fun,” or because tli.eir com
panions urge them, or for some
equally frivolous reason, might he
saved from the debasement if con
vinced of wlmt is a widely-known
fact, that persistence will make their
voices harsh, give thelu pinched
faces and hollow eyes, and shortly
transform tho most attractive girl
into a ropulsivo, prematurely aged
croatnro. It docs really seem as
though there are enough healthful
und decent pleasures und stimulants
at. the command of both sexes and
all classes to satisfy even the most
exacting, and prevent their emulat
ing savages and “low-down” whites
of the Mouth.—Hall's Journal of
Health.
Daughter—“Well to toll the truth
I do not think much of tho close of
tho sermon?”
Father-—“Probably you were
thinking more of the clothes of the
congregation.”
NO 22
Hay os is Guilty.
New York Herald.
Mr Hill's indictment of the'pros- ’
ident is good as far as it goes. It is
too true that Mr. Hayes bus boon
weak enough to appoint to office, so
far us is known, every man of all the
disreputable crowd which in Lonsi-
nnu and Florida manipulated the
olootion returns in 1870. Black or
white, obscure or prominent, a vig
ilant search has failed to discover a
single man who had anything toido
with this disgraceful work who lms
not, boon given some office, largo or
small, in his own state, or of toner in
Washington or iii some distant, lo
cality, They tell a story in Florida
that among the political small fry
there it became so well known that)
connection with election affairs in 1
1870, would bring office in 1877 that, i
ftomo ingenious scamps confessed ■
falsely to misconduct, were promptly
“taken euro of,” as the saying is,
hut. wore promptly dismissed when 1
later it was disco voted that, their
confessions wove unfounded. There
is no doubt that, Mr. Haves alien
ated from himself a great number of
honorable men by his courso in this
matter, which lias long boon a pub
lic scandal, and it is an opon scorefc
that, in weakly making or consenting
to such appointments lie noted con* '•
trary to the advico which was given :
him by sueli republicans as* Charles '*
Foster, Gen. J. I). Cox, Wayne Mc-
Veugli, and others of equal prom
inence and high diameter, who urged
upon him that such men as Madison
Wells, Anderson, Htearns and per
sons of similar antecedents and char
acter could not. lie recognized by
him, and lacked tho principal qual
ifications which he lmd declared
necessary in a public officer. When,
therefore Senator Hill severely ar
raigns the president for the gross
misuse of patronage it is impossible
for Mr. Hayes’s best friend to de
fend him. He is guilty and lio has
sacrificed his own diameter and rep
utation m away which has surpri
sed am) grieved all who placed confl-
donce in his early promise.
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UnlHmorc Gazette.
Gen. Nathaniel P. Banks is said
to have a sure thing on a renomina-
l ion for congress. We almost feel
like expressing a hope that the old
Hour-opplc-trco statesman will bo re
elected. As ho wanders about Wash
ington in his lonely, dejected drivel
ing way, maligning the south and
waving the bloody shirt, lie is such a
typical representative of the republi
can party that it is pleasant to point
him put us a curiosity. ’Hie Banks
in a major general's uniform, draw
ing it major general's pay, compared
with the red-nosed, slip-shod Banks
of the present, is a fit representative
of tho republican party which once
proudly ruled the nation, but is now
reduced to a sort of helpless mendi
cancy. M
Home.
Some leveled hills, a wall, n dome
That lords Its glided arch Had lies,
Willie at its base a beggar cries
For bread and dies—and that Is Home.
Yet Home is Home ; and Rome she must
And shall remain beside bur gates.
And tribute lake of kings and slater
Until the stars have fallen to dust
Yea, Time on yon csmpuguinn plain
Has pitched In siege bis battle tents ;
And round iilxnil her Imltlonieiitu
Has marched and trumpeted In vain.
.These skies are Home ! The very loam
Lifts up and speaks in Roman pride ;
And Time outfaced niul still defiled,
Bits by and wags bis beard at Home.
, , , , i fe; , —Joaquin Miller,
A “cluap sample envelojKs” has
been approved by the Post-Office De
partment—u small tin box with a
movable clasp, whieli can be .opened
without, Jifficulty by the insjiectors
and be used for the transmission of
samples of Hour, sugar and jKiwder-
ed substances or small, sharp pointed
i listru meats, suck us ouino w i 111 i n th o
class of matter heretofore unmailuhic
excluding, of course, liquids, poisons,
glass and explosive substances.