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VOL. 2.
DUBLIN, GEOKGIA, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 20,1871).
NO. 0
TIIE DATS THAT ARE NO MORE.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they
mean.
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart and gather in the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields
And thinking of days that are no more.
Fresh ns the first beam glittering on a sail
That brings our friends up from the under
worn
Sad ns the last, which reddens every one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer day
The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a glimmering
square;
0o sad, so strange, the days that are no
more.
Dear as remembered kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy
feigned
On lips that are for others; deep ns love—
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O, death in life! the days that arc no more.
A NIGHT WITH THIS
WOLVES,
“A number of years ago,” said an
old settler, whom I met on niy Wes
tern travels, “I took my family to
Wisconsin, and located myself in the
woods, about ten miles from the
nearest settlement, and at least five
from the nearest neighbor. The
country around was mostly forest;
find wild beast and Indians were so
numerous that my friends in the
East, to whom I gave a description
of my locality, expressed great fears
for our safety, and said they should
be less surprised to learn of our hav
ing all been cut oft' than to hear of
our still being alive out thero at the
end of a couple of years.
‘•However, I did not feel alarmed
much on my own account—and my
wife was as brave as a hunter; but
then wo had three children—the
oldest.'only ten—and sometimes when
J was away from home, the sudden
growl of a bear, the howl of a wolf,
or tho scream of a panther would
make me think of them, and make
me quite iieasy.
“For a while, the night-screeching
and howling of these wild animals
alarmed the children a good deal—
and sometimes my wifo and me—es
pecially when we mistook the cry of
a panther for an Inuian yell ; but wo
soon got used to the different sounds,
and then did not mind them so
much; and after I luul got a few
acres cleared around the dwelling
they generally kept more distant at.
Ilight, just as if they comprehended
that the place, now in the possession
of their enemies, was no longer to be
fill abode for thorn, Resides, I now
find then shot one, which thinned
them a little, a»d probably frighten
ed the others, for they gradually be
came Jess bujd and annoying.
"During the first year I had two
ratbor narrow escapes—once from a
bear, and once from a panther; but
tho most remarkable of all was the
one which happened during the sec
ond winter, and which I have always
designated as a “Night with the
Wolves,”
“One • bitter cold morning—the
ground being deeply covered with
snow, so crusted arid frozen that no
feet could sink into it-—I brought
out my horse for my wife to ride to
C , the nearest settlement,
where she had some purchases to
make, which she wished to attend to
herself. Resides being muffled well
in her own clothing, I wrapped a
lingo buffalo robe around her; and
admonishing her that the wopds were
full of danger after dark, I urged her
to be sure and get back by sunset,
which she promised to do.
“All day long after her departure,
from some cause for which I could
not uccont, I felt very much depress
ed and uneasy, as if something evil
were going to happen; and when I
saw the sun about a half an hour
high, and no signs of my wife re
turning, I got out my pistols, rifle,
ammunition and hunting-knife, sad
dled a young and rathor skittish colt
and bidding the children to keep
within the doors, and the house safe
ly locked, I mounted and rode off to
meet her, which I expected to do at
every turn of the horsepath. But at
every turn was doomed to disappoint
ment; and when I had put mile after
mile behind me, without seeing any
signs of her, I becamo more and
more alarmed, and dashed on still
faster.
“It was just about dark when I
saw the lights of C gleaming
in the distance; but before I reached
town I met my wife hastening homo-
ward--she having been unexpectedly
detained by meeting an old acquaint
ance, who had recon tly come on "from
Eastward, and with whom she had
remained to gather tho news and
take supper—tho time passing away
so quickly as to render her belated
before she was aware of it.
“I was greatly rejoiced to find her
safe and unharmed—but not a little
puzzled to account for my presenti
ment of evil, which appeared tome
had taken place without cause—
though in this respect I was greatly
mistaken as the sequel will show.
“We now set off at a brisk trot
homeward—through a dense, dark,
gloomy wood, which lined our path
on either side—and had safely pro
ceeded about five miles, when we
were somewhat startled by a scries of
long, plaintive howls, at a considera
ble distance, and in different direc
tions. and which our experience told
us were wolves, seemingly calling
and answering each other through
r.lie great forest;
“The wolves of this region were of
the larger and fiercer species; and
though ordinarily and singly they
might not attack a human being,
yet iu numbers and pressed by hun
ger, as they generally were at this
season of the yea/, I by no means
felt certain that we should not be
molested.
“Accordingly we quiekoned the
pace of our horses and us wo hurried
on I grew every moment more uneasy
and alarmed as I noticed that many
sounds graudually approached us.
We had just entered a deep hollow,
where a few large trees stretched
their huge branches over a dense
thicket, when suddenly there arose
several loud, harsh, baying and snar
ling sounds close at hand. The next
moment there was a quick rustling
and thrashing among the bushes,
and some six or eight largo wolves—
lean, gant, and maddened with hun
ger—sprung into the path close be
side ns.
“This happened so suddenly and
unexpectedly that my wife gave a
slight scream and dropped her rein;
and the horse, rearing and plunging
:it the same moment, unseated her;
and she fell to the ground, right in
the midst of the savage beasts, whose
glaring eyes shone iu tho darkness
like so many coals of fire.
“Fortunately her sudden fall
startled tho wild animals a little;
and as they momentarily drew back,
she, with rare presence of mind, at
once gathered her bnfalo robe,
which she had dragged with her, in
such a manner about her person as
to protect herself from the first on
set of their fangs. Tho next mo
ment the ferocious animals with tho
most savage growls, sprung at her,
at me, and the two horses simulta
neously. Hers at once shook himself
clear of his foes and lied; and mine
began to rear and plunge iu such a
muuner that I could noc make use of
a single weapon, and only by main
strength kept him from running
away with me.
“It was a terrible momontof exci
ting agony; and the instant I could
release my feet from the stirrups I
leaped to the ground with a yell—
my rifle slipping from my hands,
und discharging itself by tho ooncus-
sion, and my steed rushing like
lightning after his first companion
over tho frozen snow,
“Luckily, I had my loaded pistols
and my knife convenient to my
grasp; and soaroely oonscious of what
I was doing, but thinking only that
tho dear mother of my little ones lay
fairly boncath three or four of tho
furious fighting and snarling wild
beasts, I grasped tho weapons one in
each hand, cocked them at tho same
instant, and fairly jumping into the
midst of my euemies, placed tho
muzzles against the heads of two
that had turned to rend mo, and fir
ed them both together.
“Both shots, thank God ! took
effect—it could not be. otherwise—
and as the two wolves rolled howling
back in their death agonies, their
starving companions, smelling and
getting a taste of their blood, .aiid
instinctively comprehending that
they were now fairly in their pDwor,
fell upon them with the most raven
ous fury, and littorally toro them
to pieces, and devoured them before
my very eyes, almost over the body
of my wifo, and in less, I should say,
than a minute of. time.
“Ascertaining by a few anxious
inquiries that my wife was still alive
and unharmed, I bade her remain
quiet, and, picking up my rifle, 1
proceeded to load all my weapons
with the greatest dispatch.
“As soon as I had rammed tho
first ball home I felt tompted to
shoot another of tho animals ; but at
that moment I heard distant howl
ing, and fearing wo should soon be
beset by another pack, I reserved my
firo for tho next extromo danger and
hurriedly loaded the others.
“Rv the time I had fairly complet
ed this operation our first assailants,
having near gorged themselves upon
their more mifortuuato companions,
began to slink away, but tho cries of
tho others at tho same timo grew
nearer, warned me to be upon my
guard.
“I had just succoodod in getting
my wifo more securely rolled in her
protecting robe—as the safest thing
4 could do iii extremity—and inyself,
pistols in my hand, in a dqfonsive
attitude over her body, when some
eight or ton more of the savage and
and desperate creatures nmilo their
apjioaranco upon the sceno.
“There was a momentary pause as
they came into view and discovered
me—during which their eyes glared
and shone like living coals—and then
with terrific growls and snarls, they
began to circle around mo, each mo
ment narrowing the space between
us.
Suddenly one more darmjjfor hun
gry than the others bounded forward
and received a shot from one of rny
pistols directly between the eyes, and
as lie rolled back upon the snow a
part of the others sprang upon him,
as in the case of tho first.
“But I had no time to congratu
late myself that I had disposed of
him; for almost at the same instant I
felt tho lacorating fangs <;f another
in my thigh, which caused mo to
shriek with pain; ami my poor wife,
with an answering shriek, believing
it was all over with mo, was about to
get up and face the worst, when,
shouting to her not to stir, that I was
still safe, I placed my pistol against
the head of my assailant, und
stretched him quivering on the snow
also.
“I still had my liflo iu reserve;
and pointing it at tho fightiug pack,
I poured its contents among them.
How many wore wounded I do not
know; but almost immediately tho
spaco around us became cleared of
our howling enemies—some limiting
as they fled, and appearing to bo
lmrrasscd by tho others.
“Again it appeared to mo we had
met with wondorful deliverance; and
though the wound in my thigh was
somewhat painful, a brief examina
tion satisfied me that it would not
prove serious; and I hastily proceeded
to rcloud my weupons—my wife
meantime getting upon her feet em
bracing tne tenderly, and earnestly
thanking God for our preservation.
“‘Oh, tho dear ohildron/' she ex
claimed, with maternal tenderness,
‘little do they know how noar they
have become being made orphans,
and left alone in this solitary wilder
ness! Let us hasten home to them!
Oil, let us hasten home to them,
while wo have an opportunity !’
“ ‘Wo have no opportunity,’ I
gloomily replied. ‘Hark 1 there are
move of our foes in the distance—do
you hear them?’
“ ‘And are they .coming this way,
too?’ she trombling inquired.
“ ‘Oh, groat God! What will be
come of us!’ she oxcluimed; ‘for 1 am
almost certain wo shall not survive a
third attack.’
“ ‘I see but one way of escape.’
said I, anxiously. .‘We must climb a
fcrefe, and remain in the branches un
til morning.’
“‘Wo shall surely freeze lo death
there!’ she replied.
“ ‘1 trust; but not at all events, as
our horses are gone, we have no otli •
or alternative. I think your buffalo
robe, woll wrapped around, will pro
tect you from tho cold, as it has done
from the wolves; and as formysolf, I
will endeavor to keop warm by
climbing up and down, and stamp
ing upon tho limbs.’
“ ‘But why not kindle a fire?’ she
quickly rejoined, her voice suddenly
animated with a hope that I was ob
liged to disappoint.
“ ‘For two reasons,’ I replied.
‘First, because wo liavo not time-
do yon hoar another hungry pack
howling?—and secondly, because wo
have not tho materials—tho loose
brush and sticks being under tho
snow.’
“ ‘God help us then!’ groaned my
wifo; ‘there seems nothing for us but
death 1 May the good God grant that
they may not ho made orphans this
night/’
“1 bade her take heart and not
despair; and then selecting a large
tree, whoso limbs wero broad and
thick, but above tho reach of our
Onenjicw, I hastily assisted lior to a
good foothold, and immediately
climbed up after hor.
“Wo were not there a moment too
soon; for scarcely had wo got our
selves settled in a oomfortablo posi
tion, when another pack of our hun
gry enemies appeared below us—
howling, snarling and fighting—
their upturned eyes occasionally
glowing fearfully in the darknoss.
“But we wore safe from thoir
reach; and al}» that long, dismal
night, wo remained there, listening
to their discordant tones, and think
ing of the dear ones at homo.
“Tho night was intensely cold;
and in spite of all my efforts to keep
my sluggish blood in circulation, 1
became so bonumbod before'morning
that I believe I should have given up
and perished, except for the pleading
voice of my wifo, who hogged me for
God’s sake, to hold out, and not
lcn\o her a widow and my children
fatherless.
“Daylight came at last; and never
• was a morn hailed with more joy.
Our foes now slunk away, ono by
one, and left us to oursclvoH; and a
few minutes after thoir disappearance
I got down and exercised rnysolf vio
lently; and having thus brought
back a little warmth to my system, I
assisted my wifo to alight, and we at
onqe started homeward.
“I searcoly need add that wo arri
ved there in due time, to find our
poor, night long terrified children,
almost frantic with joy at our safe
return.”
Japanese Cement.—Mix the best
powdered rice with a little cold water,
then gradually add boiling water un
til a proper consistence is ucquircd,
being careful to keep it well stirred
all the time; lastly, it must be boiled
for one minute in a clean sauce-pan.
This glue is beautifully white and
almost transparent, for which reason
it is well adapted for fancy paper
work, which requires a strong and
colorless cement.—Exchange.
A writer on styles says: “It is the
fashion in Franco for ladies to tako
their tea in bonnot and gloves.” It
may bo, but wo prefer a teacup.
Gloves nmko tea taste bud, and bon
nets drip so,—/fartford Tost,
Tho Vicissitudes of timo and the
mutability of human affairs are more
strikingly illustrated in the history
of the Bonaparte family than in that,
of any other group of personages of
this modern era. Tho founder of
the greatnoss of tho family, the first
Napoleon, came of a good, hut not a
distinguished Corsican family. Like
many other great men, ho ascribed
his snoocss in life to the touchings of
a noble mid heroic mother. Ho was
a quiet, thoughtful child, and a hard
student. All. the world knows how
ho lose from an lmmblo scholar of
the Polytechnic at Puris, through tho
grades of military service, to bo gen
eral of the French urmiop, Emperor
of France, and Dictator of the Euro*
roan world. Kings trembled at his
frown and their thrones melted away
at his nod. His only implacable and
irresistible foe was England. Pos
sessed of an invincible navy, with a
population of bull-dog courage and
steadiness, with free institutions suf
ficiently old to have developed the
highest typo of statesmanship, and
to have .accumulated within narrow
compass enormous woulth—tho isles
of Britain defied his mighty powoi\
instilled courage into their fainting
allies, renewed combinations as fast
as coalitions wore destroyed, and at
last, through British hate, gold, in
fluence and power, tlio first great
Napoleon mot his Waterloo, rofugeod
on to the British frigate Uolorophoii
and was thence transported to die, a
desolate prisoner, on the rook-bound
Island of St. Helena, many t housands
of miles distant his beloved
France! That. France, for awhile,
seemed to hate and then to have
forgotten him and his name. The
mombors of liis family were wander
ers upon tho face of the enrfli, and
the detested Bourbon again held his
court in the halls of tho Tuillerios.
But true greatness never dies. Time
but serves to dim the faults, wliilo it
brightens the virtues of a nation's
boro, and thero is no people on earth
more susceptible of hero worship than
tho French. Tho government, of
Louis Philippp, to bolster his totter
ing throne, pandered to this sonti-
inenr,. Negotiations were opened
with the British government. With
groat formality the body of Napoleon
was delivered from its lonely resting
place by the British military to the
French authorities, and placed upon
a French frigate, until the mouth of
the Heine was reached, and there’
transferred tu a magnificent funeral
barge. Not in eighteen hundred
years have such burial honors been
paid to the dead as wore then accord-
od by the French people to him who
had now become thoir domi-god.
Mourners lined the hanks of tho
river from Paris to tho sea.. The re
mains wore transferred at the city,
from the barge to a stately car, and
amidst tho acclamations of minglod
triumph and grief of hundreds of
thousands of spectators, accompanied
by tho civil and military magnates of
the .land, through miles of streets,
decorated with omhloms of national
pride and woe, to tho roll of drums,
the lohg drawn notes of a thousand
trumpets and the boom of a hundred
cannon, the body of Napoleon moved
on, surrounded by such pomp and
circumstance as hud never marked
his arrival in the capital of his Em
pire before, until it was laid to rest
beneath the dome of the I aval ides.
Thero it hits remained undisturbed,
oven by t he rude hands under whose
blows the column veudome fell and
tho Hotel de Villo hecaino a pile of
rubbish. Tho same people who ren
dered these honors, a few years be
fore, had cursed tho name of Bona
parte; and their children and grand
children have torn the royal initial
letter “N” from evory pnblio place
in Franco. Tho fccblo sou of Maria
Louisa scarcely attained manhood
before he died in the palaoo of his
grandfather und jailor, the Emperor
of Austria, with nothing more than
! the mafic of Napoleon tho second.
tongue of evil report not to have had
a drop of Bonaparte blood in his
veins, but to have been the son of a
Dutch Admiral, the unlawful lover
of his mother. This was no doubt
an unfounded scandal against the
beautiful and unfortunate Hortenso,
Queen of Holland, inflicted by tho
malicious tongues of tho most cor
rupt .society of modern times. At
least, that is the u nlici ( .i' the Bona
parte family, the French people, and
III'. 1 notables of Europe. Whatever
may he the secret of his origin, how
ever, no man over hnderwent greater
vicissitudes of fortune. Born a
prince, and heir to a kingdom, we
next hear of him us a wandering
vagabond, then a .State prisoner for
a week, and futile attempt to raise
ail insurrection, then again as a wan
derer in the new world, out of pocket,
and frequenting questionable resorts
in tho neighborhood of Now York
and Philadelphia, and then lio turns
up as u night watchman on tho Police
Force of London, Two or three
years elapse and behold the change,
—Louis Napoleon is President of the
French republic, a coup dedal, and
again a Napoleon wears tho Imperial
crown of Franco. Then follow twon-
ty years of grandeur and;magnifi
cence. lie is popular with his people,
the husband of the most beautiful
and distinguished woman in Europe,
the father of a promising son, tho
hero of the Crimea, of Holfereno and
Magenta, the protector of the Homan
Catholic Hierarchy, I he promoter of
i he arts and sciences, the entertainer
of Kings and potentates, m short, by
virtue of the plolioscite, the absolute
ruler of the first nation of continental
ETViW)io. Another change—a groat
war, a Sedan, and Napoleon the third
is a prisoner oncemove in liis life, a
dethroned sovereign, followed by the
curses and oxcorations of a humiliat
ed people. This timo, however, tlio
England which lmd banished the
first. Napoleon to dio on an isolated
rock in the Atlantic ocean, I’ccoivod
the third of tho name with all tho
hospitality and delioaoy which could
bo extended to royalty In misfortune.
At quiet, hut elegant Chisolhursfc,
surrounded by luxuries but doprived
of empire, Napoleon tho third sank
into , the arms of death—and thero
the onco beautiful and still quoonly
Eugenie has mourned at onco tho
loss of a husband and a crown. In
the English Horvieo, at tho*military
school < f Woolwich, tho young Prjnco
Imperial received liis education,
Hated in Franco by all but a faction,
honored and respected in England,
until of late the hereditary enemy of
liis house, ho offered his services in
the Zulu war, and in a remote jungle
in Bontli Africa, a few weeks ago, in
an obscure skirmish, was done to
death by the asseigis of tho natives.
Tho grief stricken Empress has soon
hor dead son laid by tho side of liis
dead father in tho comparitivoly
lmmblo chapel of Chiselliurst. Will
she live to see them removed to the
grand tomb of the first Napoleon in
the heart of La Telle Franco ? Tho
Bonaparte stock is still numerous,
Will she livo to yet see another of
the name upon the throne of France?
Who can tell, if tho vicissitudes of
the family iu tlio future should ho
as groat us they liavo been in tho
past!
“You are nothing hut a dema
gogue,” said a tipsy fellow to Tom
Marshall, who promptly paid him
back. “Put a wjsp of straw around
you, and you will ho nothing but a
demijohn.”
Tlio woman who eloped with a
man with a cork leg oxeusod herself
by stating that sho was only trying
to help a poor oripple along.
A woman at Hill, N. II., roeoived
a vis’.t from her sistor bust weok, it
being tho first timo tho two hud met
in sixteou years, although living
within four miles of each other.
TI»oy did not recognize each other.
The Bonaparte Family.
“Tho Nephew of his Uncle,” the
third Napoleon, was said by the