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V y ■v VOL. 1. 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. HT >dT .nwit < n io t mm mb l« >;HV/ 1‘ lilt 'v ■imm ,W1 r.t t In iif Dull < tint unit'. Gen. ISiuiUh u True Type. 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.