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-'t i iy — 1 ' — ••ApijIW-.-M 1 1 CD YOL. 1. DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 4,1878. NO 25 :.N y,- ' vV**vy BONNY BELLS. Thridding the sunny woodland maze Thro’ which the blue still water strays, To-day, amid these alien dells, I found a tuft of bonny bells— The sweet, familinr flower thnt blows When nipping frosts and early snows And prowling northers lurk at baud ’Mid the fair hills of Maryland ! The passionate tears o’er brimming fell At sight of the blue bonny bell, And caught in the cerulean cup A little vugrnnt spray held up. One random drop of thnt wild ruin. Wrung by the sore heart’s home-sick pain Shone like a gem whose lucid sheen Might shame the jewels of a queen ! How often, in the years gone by, When uutumn winds blew shrill and high When woods and fields were turning brown And glossy acorns pattered down, Along the sunny forest ways, Rolled in October’s mellow haze, In some fern-woven nook or dell I sought the truant bonny bell 1 The coy, shade-hunting fugitive, Whose waxen cups were made to hive The honey mead some elfin queen Sips on the dim moon-silvered green, And that free lance, the roving bee, Quail’s at his sylvan revelry, And humming birds and butterflies Drain ’mid some ferney paradise ! Wee bonny bells ! Dear bonny bells ! Ye glorify these alien dells With that familiar grace ye wore Among the sunny woods of yore, Till e’en my home-sick fancy takes The hue of hope for your sweet salies, And home and love, ah, well-a day ! Seem not so very far away ! LOANING A LOVER. My sister Patricia was an heiress. Strange enough, for, we had always been terribly poor down at Lowbridge my widowed mother bringing up her four daughters with the greatest dif ficulty; but when brought up were worth looking at, I believe. Iloalthy habits and frugal living we-upt make good conditions, and Bess and A my and Patricia and I were as bright and handsome girls as are often seen. Bess and Amv were'twins, with eyes as blue as the sea near which they were born, rosy cheeks and long, lightbrown curls; Patricia was a sparkling brunette, while I was a perfect blonde, with crinkled hair like molten gold. Great had been our excitement when Aunty Betty wrote from Fairhaven; “Dear Sister-In-Law—I am go ing to do myself the pleasure of visit ing you this Summer. I hoar that brother Abe left four girls, and •want to see them. I am getting along in years, and will make one of them my heiress.” Aunt Betty of Fairhaven was worth a hundred thousand, if she was worth u cent. “Well, in due time she came. She put up at the hotel, for our cottage at Lowbridge wasn’t big enough to hold her, with hor maid, coachman and carriage, but. fortunately that was close by, and she spent the larg er half of three days with us. We all thought Bess would be her choice, for father had named her Elizabeth for Aunt Betty, though she had always been “Bess” with us. But it was neither of the twins, and it was not I. It was Patricia. “Where did that girl get her black hair?” Aunt Betty asked, as soon as she saw her. “I think she looks liko my brother Luke, don’t you?” asked my mother, with a wistful look. “The very image of him,” answer ed Aunt Betty, turning pale. I divined then, as I learned after ward, that Uncle Luke had been t lover of Aunt Betty’s when both were young, before their marriage, and the fact seemed to have been a power over her. She looked at Patricia until the girl blushed rosy red, and would have slipped out of the room when she called to her and drawing her down upon her knees ou a foot-stool before her, she put a withered hand on each side of the young cheek and said warmly: “My dear, you shall be my heir C HS !” So it was Patricia she chose to could see writing in his uncle’s Study leave her money to ; but we were not in the great mansion across the wavy, out iu the cold, for she sent the twins, The larches hid all the house but who were only sixteen, to school for that one window. Ho wais sitting twp years, and invited me with there a good deal, and I rellected Patricia to the Hcrmitaige. that Patty’s blue silk curtains were It wais her home—a stately old more becoming to my style of beaiuty mansion of gray stone, gloomy-look- than hers. ing on the outside, but luxuriously “I’ll bring my embroidery up and comfortable within, without being in sit with you, Patty.” I saiid. the.least modern. We had each a “Do,” she saiid, “I am tired of maid, and the free use of the horse wfttohing tho evergreens swaying and carriage. After marking this about the gaiy Spring sky.” provision for our comfort, Aunt Bet- So I filled my lap with rose-colored ty excused herself of maiking compa- worsted and flamed myself in tho tiy of us, and we were free as air to blue window drapery for Mr. Red- onjoy ourselves as wo ohoso, provided naond’s benefit. Just the colors to we .lid not interfere with her nap. set olf tho pink amd snow of my com- We chose to make a great many ac- ploxion. I laid tho satisfaction of quaimances, guided consciously bv meeting his eyes more than once when Aunt Betty’s wisdom, amd the result I glanced over that way. was that I returned to Lowbridge “Seems to mo you’ve wonderfully engaged to Mr. Clyde Sherrington, good spirits, Gert,” romairked Patri- Ile wais weailthy, handsome, agreca- ciai, lainguidly. ble, well-connected. Everybody said The DoLaey dinner bell rang, and “Gertrude has done well for her- Mr. Redmond disappeared, self.” “Well, I must take them in anoth- Tlmt Autumn Aunt Betty died, cr direction now,” I saiid, rising. “I Patricia was to come in possession of can’t give any more aittention to you. her fortune in a year, when she was sis, for I want to finish my blue silk twenty-oue—full amd undisputed suit beforo Mr. Sherrington comes, possession of §100,000. You’d better take a nap.” It wais arranged that we were aill Patricia settled herself obediently to come to the hermitage to live. We among her cushions. Suddenly she did so, and lived there quietly as was lifted her beautiful head, becoming for nearly a year, when “Has Mr. Redmond called to in- Patricia made the acquaintance of quire for me to-day, Gerty ?” Mr. Gage Redmond. “No, I believe not,” 1 replied, iu- Shc met him first at a funeral—of differently, all places !—the occasion caused bv She showed a moment’s surprise, the death of our next door neighbor, then settled herself on her couch General DcLacy, Gage Redmond again, and in five minutes was sleep being a neighbor of his. He was ing sweetly. woll-connect» d, but poor as a church The blue silk was finished, and mouse, people said; “so of course he having laid aside my half mourning was after Patricia’s fortune,” mainma for Aunt Bitty and donned it, the declared. family pronounced the effect cliarm- “Patricia is rich and beautiful, ing. Pray, letJmrniiUTyj^Lirtune, “Is Mr. Sherrington coming to- mamma,” said I, looking up from ft I night,” Gertrude ?” asked mamma, letter 1 was writing to Mr. Sherring- “Yes.” ton. “I want to say to you, dear, that, “ I wouldn’t if I could help it, but on Mr. Sherrington’s account I don’t what authority have I, Gertrude ?” think you had better ” she said my mother. “In a few months whispered, but I interrupted her by Patricia will be in undivided posses- my exit from the apartment, sion of her fortune. We aro here The next train brought Mr. Clyde only by courtesy. The hermitage is Sherrington. her home. I have no right to con trol her whatever. “But your infiuonco, mamma?” “Will have very little effect if she sets her heart on this Gage Redmond. “llow delightful that the Spring is at hand.” said lie ; “ tho sunshine growing warm and the grass spring ing up. I pas ed a bit of wood eom ing up from the station that is full Pray stop staring vacantly out of of arbutus. We will have some de- tliat window, Gertrude, and attend lightful walks, Gerty, J am very tired to what I say. I want assistance in of city life.” this matter.” “Yes, Clyde, dear ; but you sec I “Pleaseexcuse me; Iain thinking have been obliged to make a little of my affairs, just now, mamma, plan which will interfere somewhat They may be of no consequence to with that arrangement,” I replied you, but my letter is a matter of im- quickly. “I want to lend you to Pa portance to pie.” tricia ?” I did not mean to be saucy; only “Yes, while I lure away a most pettish; but mamma, having had long ineligible suitor she has. Mamma experience with four headstrong girls and I conclude that it is the only bore with me patiently. way,” I added. “Patricia has. a for ‘Well, finish your letter Gertrude! tune of about one hundred thousand and then advise me.” But my train of thought was brok-1 en, and after a few moments I put J my sheet in tho writing-desk. •What can’t be done openly must I dollars you know.” Yes.” Well, we think that Mr. Gage Redmond is after her money. He is only a briefless lawyer. We can be done by strategem, mamma. It afford to let Patty make such a match is probable that this Gage Redmond as that, and so, as I don’t think I’m is after Patricia’s money. She is a totally an uninteresting person—do great prize matrimonially. Well you you Clyde ?—I am going to try and say I am prettier than Patty. Sup- flirt a little with Mr. Redmond pose I play decoy.” Now you won’t be a bear, and say no What!” cried mamma. will yon, Clyde ? And you’ll try Mr. Redmond is dark and reserv- and help us by devoting yourself to ed. I am fair and volatile. Don’t Patricia, won’t you ?” you think he will appreciate my style At first my companion did not be of beauty if I take a little pains to lievc I was in earnest, but when con make him do so.” vinced of my sincerity, his astonish “But Mr. Sherrington ?” ment wai inexpressible, I rctncmbei “I will tell him. He will not ob-1 that iie stammered oui‘> »orne faint ject.” “I think he will.” “Oh, no ; he will be interested in objections, but I would not listen aud before retiring that night whispered to mamma that I hud the good iff the family. He comes made it all right with Mr. Sherring- next woek. Fortunately, Patty is ton, and she had only to observe how sick with a cold, and Redmond can nicely I would manage the whole see but little of her till then.” affair. Quite pleased with my scheme, I I sent Patricia off iu the morning ran up stairs to give Patricia her to find urbutus with Mr. Sherring cough drops, sitting down at the ton, while I waited to receive Mr. window of her room, aud bowing Redmond. cordially to Mr. Redmond, whom I ■ When ho came I was in the garden and had ordored lunch at an hour earlier than usual. My pale blno silk looked beautiful on the lawn grass. “Pray come and seo my tulips Mr. Redmond,” I called as he walked up tho avenue. Ho camo pleased enough, and as he was especially fond of flowers, I had no difficulty in detaining him more than half an hour. Then, seeing him look at his watch remarked: “We won’t wait lunch for Patri cia, for Mr. Sherrington is with. her. They lijivo gone roaming off after Spring fiowors and may not be back these three hours. Come in and have a bit of salad, with a cup of chocolate made by myself, and I cun recommend it.” So I kept him for anothor half an hour, and he left ploasod with his visit. Patricia and Sherrington oame back only fifteen minutes after the usual lunch hour, the former so de lighted with a profusion of pink ar butus as hardly to hood when a serv ant informed her that “Mr. Redmond had called to see her, and stayed with Miss Gertrude for lunch.” Sho had put tho rosy cluster in her dark hair, and on tho bosom of her graceful gray dress, and flushed with her long ramble, I think I nev er saw hor look so perfectly lovely. He has boon hero. Very nico of von to keep hor out of the way so long,” I whispered to Clyde. He looked at mo qneerly, but said nothing. I did not want him to xpostnlate with me, as I bolievetl he wished to do, and so kept apart from him during the evening, leav ing him to sing and play with l’a tricia. lie was interesting with his very mn in <o man nor of resorvod modesty. was glad Patricia found hi nr so, He had pale, silken hair, that fell in shadowy curls over a beautiful fore head, and softly modulated tone of voice. He contrasted nicely with her dark, spirited beauty. “Clyde lias an elder brother Raymond—just, tho one for Patricia I wonder if it cannot bo brought about?” But I soon had my hands full, for at all hours of tho day and night Mr. Redmond came to the hermit age. Aud it was not long beforo my success as decoy, was patent to tho mo3t careless observer. Ho asked only for “Miss Gci trudo?” In three weeks the crisis burst up on mo. Ho proposed. ‘I used to think Mr. Sherrington your lover,” he said standing before me, the light on his frank, hand suno face, “but late observations have shown me that his visits her are for your sister. Since you are free, then, will you marry me? can support you well, Gertrude, or would not ask you to bind your fu ture with mine. Tho death of my grandfather, two years ago, lift me $30,000, besides some-real-estate, have a pleasant home on tho Hudson retired, but elegant—where would like to take you, Gertrude? Could you ho contented to leave your friends and live at Robo cottage with me?” My umazoment allowed me stammer nothing intelligible, some distant way I temporized the matter, aud begged Mr. Redmond to give me some time for reflection. He went away, making an ap pointment for the next evening. So thunderstruck was I by the revelation of Mr. Redmond’s wealth that I wandered about tho house in a dazed way not heeding how mama was fretting about Patricia, who had gone to ride with Mr. Sherrington “What is the matter, mamma! it going to storm?” I said, at lost. “To storm? Nonsense! Where are your eyes, Gertrude? It is neur ly nine o’clock. Putriciu has been gone seven hours with Mr. Sherring ton, and I know something is wrong, “What?” I demanded, rousing my and twelve carriage—no solf. “I don’t know.” Nino, ten, cloven Clock passed. No nows. At noon the next day tho buggy drove intc the yard. Patricia coolly presented her husband. They had been married tho evening before by our pastor at Lowbridgo. “So nice and so quiet,” said Pa tricia. “No fuss, no notoriety.” Sho took hor plaeo Very coolly at tho table. You noqdn’t hesitate to take Gage, now, Gertrude, bo’s dead in lcvo with you, and as I liko Clyde best, I thought I’d decide tho mat ter without any complications.” I think I was dumbfounded. But found my tongue, when Mr. Red mond camo that ovening, and said Yes.” I givo my experience for tho bene fit of otliors. It is dangerous, loan ing one’s lover. Hayes’ Final Leap. Im mil ill In.these days the contributions to medical resources aro constant now ,it is a Pill, an awful Pill, and now it is a pensive powder". The latest, additions to the doctor's store are bones and banjo. A young Phil adelphia girl who had, since child hood, boon prevented from walking by a nervous spino, suddenly mani fested, two years ago, a frantic lik ing for hegro minstrel entertain ments. Physicians long had been in vain, and tho wretched maiden in despair turned to the weird ami mournful beauty of those perform ances lor distraction. Every even ing for. those two years she listened tho bounding freshness of the jokes, the soft, pathos of the bones, and as tune wore on, grow stronger and stronger.. She is now perfectly well,'and her friends attribute this pleasant ebajige altogether to the ni i nstroisy. —Halts Journal of Health. ; aiiff tiian rrnij 01 Society Dissipation. Tt is sad to bo compelled to say it, yet ’tis true that the faces of so many of the young ladies in Now York so ciety aro ugly before their time. Mqnths of increasing dissipation, round dances, late suppers, nights turned into day, all loll their story in the havoc they make with the fresh tints and outlines of youth and in tho glance of innocence which should be the young soul’s inaliena ble birthright. There aro young women under twenty-five, the daughters of parents high in posi tion, young ladies who flourish iu every society column as “belles,” of course “elegant, accomplished and beautiful,” who walk the streets rouged to their eyes, with dose mask veils, through which no one can trace tho ravages that a false life— not time—has made upon them, but. through whose thin meshes they look forth, with bold, hard, defiant gaze, with lifted eyelids that never droop beneath the most prolonged or equiv ocal stare. Philadelphia Time*, Independent. Mr. Haves, the President, seems, . , to have taken nearly the last step on , the downward path which he began, to tread when he turned his back upon consistency and truth, and gave his letter of acceptance and in augural address to the winds by abandoning his puny effort to purify tho civil service. Of all the solemn pledges that ho gave to the nation, only one remained unviolutod at the closo of the first year of his adminis tration. That one was the pledge of restoration of local self-govern ment to - tho people, particularly to bo exemplified by tho relief of tlio South from military oppression and ■tho brigandage of tho carpet-bagger. This, too, it is now semi-offlcially announced, lie proposes to trample undor foot, aud as the most convinc ing earnest of his dishonest inton tion lie hits chosen the editor of the shoot;; that most reviled his policy as liis medium Communication witli tl\o, public. And us if lo mako bis dis grace and humiliation as complete ps possible, ho takes Senator Oumorim ;;; n , and ox-Soimtor Chandler to his heart and home, and falling upon ,/, the bosom of his most outspoken enemy weeps grout tears of repent-, ,, unco and begs forgiveness.! J it is to: :i „, bo Imped that they will forgive ; it is too much to ask that tlioy will * ; - forgot. Months ago it was pointod ? out bjl this journal that Hayes was willing to descend to any depths to make peace with tho leaders of his party. Ilorctnf re tho opportunity ., lias I icon denied; for tho sake of his wounded vanity, and in Bheor pity for a remorseful follow creature, it is to bo hoped that tho timo has come at last when they can afford to par- d:m him. Let proclamation bo . muda.UmUho. Breaiden t and his par- , ty are dneo tiiorb at peace, stumling • together on tho old war platform, Lot the old sores ho ripped up ; lot , sectional bitterness do its worst; lot fraud embrace fraud ; let anything ; liuppon so that the peril of the Dem ocratic suceo-w may be averted. Mr. Hayes must bo useful in tho next ,.; two years. Aftev that tho tool may ■ lio thrown asido, but rest assured it. will bo despised by nono so much as . by those whoso dirty work it did. ' •'■: ,( ,(Im Robeson and Orth. Post. Washington ...... .,, l} “Ho long as the ‘solid north’ gos pel brings hucIi fruit of grace as ( Seeor Robeson aud Venezuela Orth j it is not worth while to lay awake o’ nights for fear it will gain ascend- ; ency. Tho old-fashioned variety of war eon true t and government mule ; radicalism materializes iu the sliiqio of a convicted thief whenever it gets control of a convention, us naturally ; as any other breed of dog returns to his vomit.” fa In The Voice of A “Conqueror.” The Bloody Shirt Philadelphia Prewi. If the solid south means—us is now clearly visible—that power is to ho regained by rebels at uny and evory cost, and by every imaginable outrage ou luw, justice and manhood it is high time the north should be come solid, too. It would he an un heard of thing in history for con querors to tumely submit to bo ruled by the conquered. Is The Grent Georgian. Philadelphia Times. The great Georgiun is not Alexan der II. Stephens nor Benjamin Hill. It is a heroic citizen who bus never tuken a drink of liquor nor hud u spell of sickness, never smoked a ci gar nor taken a chew of tobucco, never ate uny animul that could climb a tree, nor anything that could live in water or burrow in the ground, nor unything that was cook ed by u negro. During tho prevalence of the yel low fever tho flies disappeared from the infected districts. Will They Never Lot Up? Washington Post. The radical party should let tip in their crusade ugnitmu the greenback party. The existence of that party was all that saved them from total an- - liiliation. If, us they stato, that party is practically dead, their own demise will follow at the next elec tion, The German Socialists have been discussing the advisability of an em igration en nmsso to tho • States or Asia Minor, whero they can profess their political and social faith! t.. - ! .<(1 m peace. I MW! Iu 1870 James Miller, of Ohio, set out with Isis family for the Far West, in un emigrant wagon drawn by two horses. While in Missouri one of tho horses died, and lio stole another to replaeo it. He was ar rested, convicted and sentenced to eight years’ imprisonment. His term bus just expirod, and with liis family, tiiut had waited all tho wliilo in the sumo town, lio has resumed his journey. •••••' 1; A Sunday school teaclior was tell ing her scholars about a who stolo a hundred dol sho was interrupted by one of auditors with tho querry: “And how did ho get. such « bully chance?”