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som PAGES FRO 77 m SCRAP ROOK ROMANCE OF AN AMERICAN QUEEN. In 1733 the settlement of Georgia was commenced by a number of Eng lish people, who were brought over by General Oglethorpe, and pitched their tents on the very spot now oc cupied by Savannah. In his inter course with the Indians he was great ly assisted by an Indian woman, whom he found in Savannah, by the name of Mary Musgrove. She had resided among the English, in another pan of the country and was well acquaint ed with their language. She was of great use, therefore, to General Ogle thorpe in interpreting what he said to the Indians and what they said to him. For this service he gave her a hundred pounds a year. Among those who came over with General Oglethorpe was a man by the name of Thomas Bosomworth, who was the chaplain or minister of the colony. Soon after his arrival he married" the above mentioned In dian woman, Mary Musgrove. Un happily. Bosomworth was at heart a bad man. although by profession he was a minister of the Gospel. He was distinguished for his pride and love of riches and influence. At the same time he was very artful; yet, on ac count of his profession he was for a time much respected by the In dians. At one of the great councils of the Indian, this artful man induced some of the chiefs to crown Malatche, one of the greatest among them, and to declare him prince and emperor of all the Creeks. After this he mad** his wife call herself the eldest sister of Malatche, and she told the Indians that one of her grandfathers had been made king by the Great Spirit over all the Creeks. The In dians believed what Mary told them, for since General Oglethorpe had been so kind to her they had become very proud of her. They called a great meeting of the chiefs together, and Mary made them a long talk. She told them that they had been injured by the whites —that they were get ting away the land of the Indians, and would soon drive them from their possession. Said she: “We must assert our rights; we must arm our selves against them —we must drive them from our territories —let us call forth our warriors; I will head them Stand by me, and the houses which they have erected shall smoke in ruins. ’ ’ The spirit of Queen Mary was con tagious. Every chief present declar ed himself ready to defend her to the •' last drop of his blood. After due preparations the war riors were called forth. They had painted themselves afresh, and sharp-v --eiled anew their tomahawks for the battle. The march was now com menced. Queen Mary, attended by her infamous husband, the real au thor of all their discontent, headed the savage throng. Before they reached Savannah their approach was announced. The people were justly alarmed. They were few in number, and though they had a fortification and cannon, they WATSON’S WEEKLY JEFFERSONIAN, had no good reason to hope that they should be able to ward off the deadly blow which was aimed against them. By this time the savages were in sight of Savannah. At this critical moment an Englishman, by the name of Noble Jones, a bold and daring man, rode forth with a few spirited men on horseback to meet them. As he approached them he exclaimed, in a voice like thunder: 1 ‘Ground your arms, ground your arms; not an armed Indian shall set his foot in this town!’’ Awe-struck by his lofty tone, and perceiving him and his companions ready to dash in among them, they paused, and soon ’after laid down their arms. Bosomworth and his queen were now summoned to march into the city, and it was permitted the chiefs and other Indians to fol low--but without their arms. On reaching the parade-ground the thunder of fifteen cannon fired at the same moment, told them what they might expect should they per sist in their hostile designs. The In dians were now marched to the house of the president of the council in Savannah. Bosomwcrth was required to leave the Indians, while the president had a friendly talk with them. in his address to them he assured them of the kindness of the English, and demanded wiiat they meant by coming in this warlike manner. In reply they tdd the president that they had heard that Alary was to b r sent over the great waters, and they had come to learn W’hy they were to lose their queen. Finding that the Indians had deceived, and that Bosom worth wri the author of all the trouble—that he had even intended to get possession of the magazine, and to destroy the whites —the council directed him to be seized and to be thrown into prison. This step Mary resented with great spirit. Rushing forth among the In dians she openly cursed Genera? Oglethorpe, all hough he had raised her from poverty and distress, and declared that the whites should know that the ground she trod was her own. The warlike spirit of the Indians being thus likely to be renewed, it was thought advisable to imprison Alary also. This was accordingly car ried into effect. At the same time, to appease the Indians, a sumptuous feast was made for the chiefs by the president who, during the better state of feeling which seemed to pre vail, took occasion to explain to them the wickedness of Bosomworth, and how, by falsehood and cunning, he had led them to believe that Mary was really their queen—a descendant of one. of their great chiefs. “Brothers,” said he, “it is no such thing. Queen Alary is no other than Mary Musgrove, whom I found poor, and who has been made the dupe of the artful Bosomworth; and you, brothers, the dupes of both.” The aspect of things was now pleasant. The Indians were begin ning to be satisfied of the villainy of Bo§omworth, and of the real charac ter of Alary. But, at this moment, the door was thrown open, and to the surprise of all, Alary burst into the room. She had made her es cape from prison* and learning what was going on, she rushed forward with the fury of a tigress: “Seize your arms, seize your arms’. Re member your promise, defend youi queen!” • • The sighr. of their queen seemed in a inoment to bring back all the orig inal ardor of the enterprise. In an instant every chief seized his toma hawk and sprang from the ground, to rally at the call of their queen. At this moment Captain Jones, who was present, perceiving the dan ger of the president and the other whites, drew his sword and demanded peace. The Indians cast an eye toward Alary, as if to inquire what they should do.i Her countenance fell. Perceiving his advantage, Captain Jones stepped forward, and in the presence of the Indians standing round, again conducted Alary back to prison. A short imprisonment so far humbled Bosomworth and Alary that, each wrote a letter, in which they confessed the wrong they had done, and promised if released that they would conduct themselves with more propriety in future. The people kindly forgave them both, and they left the city. CUCUMBERS. (Conclusion of an address deliv ered by L. E. Bleckley to the literary societies of Mercer University, at Macon, Ga., June 29, 1886). ,< They told, they told, in mournful numbers, That I must never eat cucumbers; They also told the reason why; But, eat them! Yes, I would, or die. And you, if you would only try it, Would die, I think, or have the diet. In spite of all advice and warning, I ate them early in the morning, And then, although a mere beginner, For breakfast, luncheon and for din ner, I would embrace some two or three. Aly feelings grew to such excess I tried to feel and fancy less. I went from home, but still I met them, And higher, higher did I rate them; I always wanted to forget them, And always ate, and ate, and ate them. I thought, before, I was devoted, But now indeed I loved—l doted. I traveled on; my love was growing, And I kept going, going, going. I searched the country and the town, The river valleys, up and down, The brooks and branches, and the drains, The hills and mountains and the plains, The railway stations and the trains- • No matter where I chanced to meet them, My only business was to eat them. And eat, I did, and often, often, Aly plate was set upon my coffin. At length, I shook, but not with chill That spares awhile and waits to kill. The reason 1 became a shaker, I saw, I saw the undertaker. Had every torture, every pain Os cucumber on the brain. And what ensued, is now the ques tion. Aou say, of course, twas indiges tion, But never were you more mistaken Within the halls and walls of Alacon. Ihe sole result of this devotion Was truth of thought and of emo tion; It broke the spell, the dread and terror Os a table, vegetable error, It swept away the trash and lum ber that overlay the great cucumber. If you would have a truthful notion, A truthful impulse or emotion, A truthful vision in your slumbers, Eat, I pray you, eat cucumbers. But eat by rule or you may rue it; I pause to tell you how to do it; - From thirty vines select and gather— Do this yourself, not by another, And purchase not from any vender— The fruit when young and crisp and tender, This, cool and fresh, proceed to peel, But not till seated at your meal, Then slice, and season to your taste, And .eat at once, and eat in haste, And eat enough, with such a victual The danger lies in eating little; Like learning drank from Alercer spring, A little is a dangerous thing. We hear it said from stump and steeple, “ the question to the people,” But better counsel, for digestion, Is, leave the people to the question. Elbert Hubbard isn’t the best au thority in the world on all subjects, but he is unquestionably correct in pronouncing against the use of cigar ettes, especially by the young. In a late number of the Philistine he says: “As a close observer and em ployer of labor for over twenty years. I give you this: Never advance the pay of a cigarette smoker; never pro mote him; never trust him tp carry a roll to Garcia, unless you do not care for Garcia and are willing to lose the roll. Cigarette smoking be gins with an effort to be smart. It soon becomes a pleasure, a satisfac tion, and serves to bridge over.a mo ment of nervousness or embarrass ment. Next it becomes a necessity of life, a fixed habit. This last stage soon evolves into a third condition, a stage of fever and unrestful, wan dering mind, accompanied by loss of moral control.” Inveterate smoking impairs health, lessens use fulness and jeopardizes happiness, and all without compensation worthy of the name. All smokers are not affected to the same degree, but there is none who would not be better off without the habit.—Manafield Sun, i PAGE THREE