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3.W. Mitera BOltalor
JOHN A. •alvixi, Pr«prlet«r
VOLUME I.
•M« AITAF.
I will «M thlak at *M* M «*M ui «m 4
Urv-lytaf ta «te *nv« UM I Ou M*.
I vouM Dot Maa* taMds wban Ufv h*4 *M
tod tall tkr body oal/, Um for
1 omr MW Um MU Uy pota onu oroam-1
On Uwl WDbmtlnc hmrt Uat am my owu.
Ttey wly «»U ma all UM I had torn
»n from Uy breaat Uy lovely aonl had ten.
Thou wert not Uat! and ao I tamed away,
And tali Ua Doom r boo other mournm lUM ;
Nor did I orroa on Uat unhappy day
« hen la Ue totnb UM dreadful Uin< waa laid.
To ma thou art not dead, bat tone an hour
Into anrthar eoantry, lair and aweat.
Where thou ahalt by aotua undiaeortred power
Ita kept In youth and beauty tin wa meet.
Thue I ran fool that any flren day
I oould rejoto thee, (ooe awhile before
To foreign otlmea to pam dall week* away,
By Banderlog on Ue bread Al.antlc ebore.
Where meh long wave that breaka upon the aaod
Beam Um a memaga from me waiting bore,
And every breath apriug brmthea acrom the land
Keeme aa a adgn UM Uou art lingering uaar.
Bo 1 win think of Um aa living there
and I win keep Uy grave to aWeetu'. brom
Aa If thou fa met a garden to my cam
Era thou departed from onr Kngliah gVxun.
Than whan my day la done aad I, too. die,
Twill be m If I jonrneyad to Uy aide,
and when all quiet we together he
We ahaii not know that we hare aver died
-AU 111 l aar fc-W
gT HE FLEXIBLE FIEND.
Idiht hummer my wife received a tele
gram from ter mother (tinting in Boa
ton), urging her to meet her in that .pit y
on an important family matter. Let no
one suspect me of fatamntfag that my
respected mother-in-law is the “ flexible
fiend,"from my introducing her name so
Boon after the title of my story; but had
it not been for that telegram my experi
ence with said flend would hare been
nit
Arabella waa to start early in the morn
mg, and gave me many orders. “Be
*nrt and lock all the doors every night,
Theophilus, and, whatever you do, don't
aggravate Bridget, for you know what a
belglfaa predicament you would lie in if
life should take it into her head to
• leave. ' " ,
I gave the required promisee, ami next
day saw Arabella safely on her way. For
a few days all went smoothly, Bridget
was, to use her own description, in the
most “ iiligaiitest” of humors, and I en
joyed unwonted tranquillity. Then came
the beginning of the end. Os course
Arabella and I exchanged letters daily.
(We had only been married a year and a
half.) On the afternoon of the fourth
day her letter contained the following
thunderbolt—in a postscript:
” I forgot to tell you that I found
aunt Oarraway here on a visit from the
West. She will come horns with me for
s short stay, so be sure and have Biddy
chan the house from roof to cellar, as
Aunt Carraway has an eye like a lynx—
but then you know, Philly dear, ahs has
a great deal of money.”
1 understood that, “Philly dear,” “t
once. On ordinary occasions Arabella
rails me “ Theophilus.” She knew that
1 would rather fact* a howitzer than con
vey her commands to Bridget, but, as i
the thing had to be done, her mode of I
address waa an affectionate hint to ap !
['roach the dreaded damsel with the ut
most circumspection.
I began at once. I went to the kitch
en, where Biddy wa-s scouring pans.
“ Well, Bridget, is there anything
yon need from the store? I may run
down there to-night, and can bring any
thing you want—just as well as not, von
know.”
“Sugar's out," said the maiden, la
conically.
"Anything else, Biddy?" with a Pick
wickian smile and a Ohadlxn.i inflec
tion.
“ Sure ye might be after Jetehin' a
sup o' tey, tooI”
“I will, Biddy, with great pleasure.
By the way, that's a tine fellow that
lomes to see you sometimes. McCarthy
* his name.”
"It's my euzzint, ahure,” said the
ieshful Biddy, rubbing away very hard
d the bottom of a pan.
"A vary nice oousin, indeed, and I
»ope yon will treat him well, Biddy,
•very time he comes. By the way. I
have jnst had another letter from Mrs.
Blodgett. She will lie home on Thnrs
d»y, and wished me to mention to you
that you might do a little house-clean
ing, as she expects to bring a friend
with her. 11l help you, Biddy, ’pon
my word I will,” I continued hastily,
•eemg signs of gathering wrath on
Enn's brow.
Next day «e began operations. While
Bndret scrubbed and scoured and
grumbled and glowered, I devoted my
energies to clearing out the rubbish in
our bedroom closet, and progressed
swimmingly nnti! lentne to anold boop
"kirt of Araltelfa's. I had heanl a friend
•»v that stove olinken and old hoop
total* «vxv th* tiarueal tiunga to get nd
Colnmbra Idhtrliser.
Os on the face of the earth. Bum it I
could not Break it I could not I
could not hide it in the attic, for Aunt
Carraway would be sure to make an ex
pedition thither within twenty-four
hours of her arrival ! If I should throw
it behind the wood-shed, Biddy would
trip oves it and fracture her classic nose.
A brilliant idea presented itself 1 I
would bury it in the vegetable garden,
near the potato patch.
“The turf shall be its winding sheet,"
•ang I triumphantly, and bore it to the
•pot. A few spadefuls of earth, a few
manly tears (caused by uprooting a very
powerful onion near by), and all waa over.
Th# next day I sat in my library,
reading an instructive volume entitled
“ Enigmas of Life.” The door was
thrown open, and a bouncing, bewilder
ing object gyrated along the floor to my
study-chair, followed by Bridget, with
the thunders of Olympus on her brow,
and—yes—a blacked *y« I With wrath
ful gestures she shot forth her tirade :
“ An’ it is mesilf that'll bo afther hav
in’my eye kilt entirely wid the muthenn’
owld villin av a hoop-skurrt jumpin' in
til me face, while I waa diggin’ a few
peraties for dinner—like a divil from
purragatorry, sure 1 ”
She disappeared, and I laid .down my
book in despair. “Enigmas of Life I"
I should think so ! I seized the hoop
skirt, and ran frantically in the garden.
I would bury it seventy fathoms deep,
if I had to dig through to the antipodes I
No one should say that Theophilus
Blodgett was the man to be conquered
by an old hoop-skirt, forty-spring double
elliptic though it might lie I Just as I
reached the oorper of the woodshed, I
heard a silvery .-voice exclaim:
“Good-morning, Mr. Blodgett!”
Looking around, I descried, oh, hor
ror I the clergyman of St. James, with
his wife and young-lady visitor, Mias
Juliet Thornton, coming to call 1 For
the Rev. Oiggswell and lady I cared not
a straw, but Juliet Thornton had be*n
one if my ardent attachments before I
engaged myself to Arabella. In fact, I
was a long time (I may say a very long
time) making up my ,nH whir’ of the
two I really preferred; but, on Arabella's
remarking sarcastically one evening that
“some people never did know their own
minds," and that “men were all alike
fickle aa the weather"—l gasped for
firmness, uprooted Juliet from my heart
forever, and made Arabella name the
day on the spot.
However, notwithstanding the uproot
ing process (which ir not always so
thorough as some jxxiple imagine), if
there was one [tenon in the world before
whom I wished to present a respectable
figure, it waa Juliet Thornton. Arabella
might get killed in a railroad accident
Bt range things happened every day. I
glanced alxait mo in desperation. There
stood a heavenly ash barrel right at my
elliow. I breathed an inward thanks
giving, and, hastily cramming the hoop
skirt into the barrel, joined my visitors
at the front gate.
“ We are just in time to malic a tour
of your flower garden, Mr. Blodgett,”
aaid Juliet b.guilingly ; “Ido so dote
on flowers I” and she gave one a tender
glance, aa if to say, " I have not forgot
ten the hot houses and snowy camellias
that a certain individual used to send
me 1”
“ With all my heart, Indios; this wsy
—and Mr. Ciggswell, too," and I led
them in triumph around the flower l>eds,
plucking the fairest blossoms of nil for
Juliet and Mrs. Oiggswell. It is fortu
nate that Arabella did not see the solici
tude with which I ee)oct4>d the [terfect
specimens.
The reverend Ciggswvdl squinted
through his eye-glasses toward the
kitchen fire.
“ Ton have -aw -some very tine veg
etablca, too—aw—Mr. Blodgett, I [>cr
coive. lam very fond of looking—aw—
at a vegetable garden.’
I coubl have murdered him. The wav
to the vegetable patch led directly past
t F nah barrel.
“Oh, yes, dear Mr. Blodgett, do
show us the vegetables," said Juliet.
“ I do love to see the cunning little yel
low squashes, and the beets and onions
and other nice things.”
There was no help for It Stifling a
groan I conducted them to the desired
( .|are>. We nc..red the fateful ash barrel.
Inliet’a eyes were east on the ground,
and I breathed freely aa we passed it,
when an ominous sound—" tsin-t-aa-t ”
greeted my ears, and my horrified eyes
beheld a long, .agg'-d rent in Juliet's
pink cambric polonaise 1 That diabol
ical hoop-akirt—that haunting remorse
lea* fiend—that “ Banquo " that won hi
1 n( A “down"—had protruded a broken
wire through a chink of the barrel, and
the deed waa dona ! If Arslsdl* were
, tn be immolated on fifty trains it would
0u dtiwenv* now I Juliet would
Devoted the Interests of Coribia County and the State of Georgia.
HARLEM. GEORGIAffUESDAY, AUGUST 23. 1881.
never smile on see ageia. A wo®
must be an angel to forgive an irrep»-
ble injury to a new drees.
Os course I apologized, and of coif
aha pretended not to care; but a certi
freezing dignity crept into her manr
for the remainder of the call. Mil by*
time wa reached “the cunning lib
yellow squashes " her enthusiaaiu wa*
dead as Julius Gsasar
The visitors declined an invitation
enter the house and rest, Mrs. Cig|
well, with an infinitude of pins and i
abundance of sympathy, made tompij
ry repairs in the pink polonair-e, muj
bowed them out of the front gato w)
an unwonted chill at my heart.
Looking acroas the street I espial
ragman’s cart standing at the Wnfr
Dickerman's. A wild impulse acid '
ma. I snatched the " flend ” from b
ash barrel, and, aa I ran up stairs, call
out, “ Bridget, run over to Mrs. Diokc
man's, pleas*, aad tall that ragman >
be sure and atop here."
The rag-bag always hung by Arab
ia’s sewing-machine in the bedrod.
Twisting the fiend into th* smallt
possible compass, I wrapfied and Uedt
securely in a ragged diah-towel, nl
pushed it down, down, down, to the vqr
Ixittom of the bag. No, that would*
do. With a Machiavellian cunning!
pulled the “ fiend " up toward the mk j
die. “He will never discover it till h i
gets to the paper-mill," thought ;
“farewell, ruthless destroyer of it
ptace, farewell!”
By tno time my arrangments w«i
completed the Widow Dickerman lul
come to the end of chaffering for ha- |
pint tin cupa ami griddto-«take turner •
ami the cart wits nt the door. Witlift
stolid coantenance, but a throbbin
heart, I stood nonchalantly by, wh|
the peddler weighed and emptied tb
rags and counted out the cash. Id|
not draw a full breath till I saw til
back of the cart vanish over the top d |
the loug, hilly street, on the road t| i
H • . JI
The next <iav Aniliella (dear girl) r<l I
( turned with Aunt Carraway. As wo «n
at dinner, plytßg our elderly relative j
J with ell the delicacies of the season, I
heard an animated discussion at tiie !
kitchen d<s>r between Bridget anqs
strange man. Bridget's vouw grfi
shriller, the mao’* gruffer, then hoiiiy
fisitsteps came near. I quaked witl|n
fearful presentiment. Tiro door o)ieu*l
and the rag. men stixxl before no j
with indignati >n on his freckled face.
“Es you (uppose that Hiram Bel* !
thiel Bang* is agoin’ tew pay 5 cents i
poound for old hu|>akirt wire you’)v
just a lectio out of your reck’nin', fi t
ho don’t ealo'ltte to korry on bizneas in
any sinh style. I’ll trouble yew for 10
rente, mister," and he handed mo the
“ fiend," still tied in the rugged towel.” i
Arabella wm completely mystified.
Aunt looked unutterable
tilings! I handld out a dime; Hiram j
Salathiel departei. I fluug myself back
in my chair, in an attitude of utter
hopelessness.
"It's no use, Atalielln 1 I’ve tried to'
get rid of that infix nal thing ever since
Tuesday I It’s bewitched ! Where's
my hat ?” and I plttngedstwildly out of j
the house.
“ It’s all right, Philly. Aunt Carra
way wasn't nearly so horrified os you
would suppose. Hho's asleep in her
own room now, like a blessed old lamb
kin."
Hhe led mo up to the side of the room
where the Isxikcaso stood, and pointed
roguishly to a mysterious hs>king,
svr|>cntiiio arrangement on the wall,
lined with Turkey red, tiuishnl off with
Imiws of ribbon and filled with newsps
|M-ra.
“ You know, Phil, yon never can find
vour paper again when you lav it down,
ao this afteriKXin 1 made you a wall
[xn'kct for a surprise."
I looked again. Oould I believe my
eyes? Ye«, it must be; it was the
“ fiend ” transformed into an object Ixrth
useful and ornamental by the ready wit
and deft fingers of a woman 1
••I acknowledge myself surpasaxl,
Aralxdla. Men *ometime* don't know
half as much s* they think they do.”
Arabella smiled demurely.
Train your eon up to th* *4itorial
busines*. and h* will never beoom* a
defaulter. With the exception of paste
and pencils, there is little for th* nat
ural born defaulter to defaofa—Afe»»
York (Pmnu-roUl AdvortUor.
A Wa tmrx editor found eome st range
looking looking bit* of metal in the
street, and took them to a jewelry store
to ascertain what they were. The stuff
turned out to lie money.—PecA’* A'un.
Ixdiax* never drink to drown *onow
When they can get anything to drink
they have no sorrow to drown.—Brook
lyn EayU.
2" AJEA AXA rm**
I’aarrrvsL motaou—Bounds!
Tna fishery question—Got s bite ?
W hub was she when he spider ? and
where will she be*tl* he sees hi * again ?
A match safe—One put np where the
small Ivy can’t gas at it.
Thu store maple sugar is now known
aa the oleomargurfa* of the forest.
The telephone ha* developed an en
tirely new school of hello cution.
NtTcnn abhors a vacuum. That is
the reason there ar* so many fools in'the
world. Dame Nature wa* lioond to fill
up with something.
Ladixh probably think that bang* are
killing. They are sometimes fatal. The
I one that Goliath got in tlic forehead did
the business for him.
Wim oNsrw wolves have become so
hard up for provender that they chat*
yonng men who part their hair in the
centre. The dear, pet lamba!
Tur. following i* a true copy of a sign
on nn achdomy out Wret: Frt-emaii A
tiugga, school teachers. Freeman
teaches the I toys and Huggs the girls.
Mrs. O. I.sah Makoarini'. has arrived
m the city. Her friends think her*tiro
creme de la oreme, but her enemies
think differently.— WaaMngton liapub
liimn.
“Jack, what relation to yon is that
old gentleman I saw you with this
morning ?” “ Ob, not much; he’s mar
ried to my grandparents only
daughter."
" Yor don’t know bow glatl I am to
sen you, Clara, dear." “Ob, yes, I do,"
icjilird Glam dear; “Johnny told ma
that ho heard you *ay you would rather
die than see me."
MorHi'.n—“ Now, Gerty, be a gixxl
girl, nnd give Aunt Julia a kiss and say
giaal-night." Gerty—"No, no) if I
kiss her slro’U box my ears, like she did
papa’s lust night.”
Inspiration* ooma to writers without
the h-n-t warning, and m all sort* of
phu-, -. The following mutt have struck
the editor of the Rochester BcprrMi
while he wm getting hi* hair curled: I
“It Is liL-l lu eesaary for a man to keep !
his mug nt the barlicr'* *hpp, but ho 1
must take it there to lie shaved."
A OHNThKUAN from the North wo* ■
spending the evening with a Galveston 1
gentleman whose acquaintance be hail
made. On reaching the house the atran
gorask'-d: “ Hav* you any old Texas !
relic* or curioaitta* f" “Certainly,”
w.is the reply; “ allow mo to
make you acquainted with my mother
in-law." -Ualvrtton N«w».
“Thohk cigars I bought hero yester
day weremiglity bad.” Dealer—“lfal?
Why, str, I've sold thousands and thou
sandi of those cigar*, and you're the
first one to find fault with them." Cua
iomei "I don’t know anything about
that, bitt 1 know that when I tried to
smoke ” Dealer—“Ah, I *ee, I see!
That’* where you made a mistake I
siijq-osed you wanted them to treat your
friends with. I thought there must l>e
■ome mistake about iA”
Ths man who gave his name to that
instrument of death known ss th*
“Bowie-knife” is receiving much atten
tion nowadays in the way of remin
iscence* of his remarkable career as an
adventurer. He was a tough citizen wa*
James Bowie, but he bad a sense of jus
tice in his heart that gave him a charac
ter among those who deprecated his
murderous way*. He mail* the origin* 1
lx>wie-knife while lying upon a sick-bed,
laid up with wounds received to a “ con
troversy,” and fashioned the weapon for
pur|x»ieH of revenge. It waa made of a
large saw-mill file. A good story is told
of him in Texas. He entered a church
i in one of the new towns and found a
clergyman trying to preach to an
audience part of whom were anxious to
I listen and the »ther part bent upon
sport. Whan he announced his text
and attempted to preach one man brayed
j in imitation of an a*s, another hooted
like an owl, etc. He disliked to be
driven from his purpose, and attempted
again to preach, but was stopped by the
•am* *pecto« of interruption. He *tood
silent and still, not knowing whether to
vacate the pulpit or not. Finally a man
whom he did not know arose and with
•tentonan vote* said : “ Men, this man
has come here to preach to you. You
need preaching to, and ID be if he
■han't preach to you I The next man
that disturb* him shall fight me. My
'i same is Jim Bowie." The preacher
•aid that after thu announcement h*
never had a more attentive and rrepect
' fnl atidwmoe, so much influence had
Bowi* w*r that rcokle** and dangerous
, el&nenk
thk vHiQurrotra kkkitxi
The reporter u supposed to enjoy
many privileges ; he [xasea doorkeeper*
and ticket-sellers unquestioned ; he gains
admittance everywhere, and generally, ,
lieing a cheerful, hail-feliow-wall-met
sort of man, the enlightened pubho con
sider him highly favored in all respects.
But, alack ! his lot is not a happy one.
Ho enduroH hardship and sevitro trials
In order to get the facta with which to
construct his numerous articles, he must
travel on an average of five miles a day,
or an aggregate of 1,600 miles a year.
During these perambulations he asks
several thousand civil questions and gels
several thousand uncivil answers ; gets
orsiered out of ofllous ami house*; has
dozens of doors slammisl in his face ; i*
asked ten thcrnuuid questions and re
turns aa many short but civil answers:
gets into the circus once on a promise to
give it a big send-off; is buttonholed
thirteen hundred times by partios who
desire to impart n good item about them
selves ; is weloomod wherever his [tencil
will put money into ]>oople's pocket* or
give them a little notoriety. However,
he pays 6 cents a glass for beer, full
rates for board, top prices tor clotlies,
either walks or pays full faro on th*
•treet-enra. While others are enjoying
the opera, the social party, the circus,
prayer-meetings, lectures, a game of
cards, a turn on the roller-skates or
marching with a political clnb, the re
porter is wrestling with a mass of cha
otic facta and endeavoring to get them
into shape for you to read while you
quietly dispatch your warm breakfast.
H<> gets to tied at 8 o'clock in the morn
ing, and, l»etween the annoyances of
files, noisy chambermaids and [xsnoiln of
sunlight boring into hi* eye*, ho does
well to get seven hours’ *leep by the
time he is aroused at nixrn to get his
break fast At 2 o’clock he reports at
the office and begins the same old round
of dntiea. Is this your si*s of a free,
untrwebled life?
ADTAKTAd* UF FQJUUSF rJUFFL.
Mr. Bcestoos. fa hi* pleasant book,
tell* of a lady Who, when aakad on her
return from Italy whether *h* had aeon
the lion of Bi. Mark, replied : “ Oh,
ye* ; we arrirod juat fa time to see the
noble creature fed. ” Thia remind* one
of a woman who met th* fate Dr. Bea
41*, of Philadrlphia. He spoke of the
beauty of the Dardanelle*, and she re
plied ; “ Oh, ye* 1 I know them well I
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NUMBER 36.
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Th* weighing u being don* m th*
large melting-room ui the Assay Offl**.
The brass scale* are about four feel
high, and the weight on cither aide and
at th* center rests upon knife edge* of a
sharpueas that will have been wont ao
much when the present weighing 1* doo*
that they will never be used again. Th*
balance of the empty [>an» is *o exact
that the one-hundredth }>*rt of an ounce
addixl to either able bear* it down
promptly. The weight* used am of a
com[Mi*ition of metals looking like liras*.
They are *ha[H.id like largo tomato cans,
with scooped-out to[», acroa* which are
straight handles, and they weigh 600
troy ounce* each. Ten of three weights,
or 6,000 ounce*, make tliu capacity of
the scale*, a drop of tins hzv disposing
of twenty-five bars, of gold, or *126,000,
Os oonr** there arc many smaller weights
to secure perfect accuracy. The entire
accumulation of gold amounts to 700
molts, of which fifteen oaa be weigbad
in an hour, and, thu working hours be
ing from 9 a. m. to 4 p. m., only 106
melt* can be disposed of in a day. Al
lowing time for lunch and delay*, the
work will protiably not be completed
much before the last day of th* fiscal
yoar, which is J uua 30. The gold, winch
is in bars about six inches long, an inch
thick, and two and a half inches wide, i*
stored iu common o|»n wooden box**,
with about the capacity of a hod. Ter
bur* arc kept in each box, and the liand
truck ia which the gold is hauled from
the vault to the scale* will hold twnntff
Isixee. Each bar i* worth 15,000, each
Ixnful about *60,000, each truck load
alxnit 11,000,000. Tiro reporter, Whet
shown into th* vault, was surrounded
by shelve* piled up with gold and *ilv*r
worth about *6U,000,000. -Ntw Yortc
World _
a jroonraar aaarr.
There is no occasion for (wearing cwt
■id* of a newspaper offloe, where it t*
vary useful in proof-reading, and iadis
panaably **n*a**ry fa getting forau to
proaa It ha* been known, also, to ma
terially aaaist th* editor fa looking over
the paper after it is printed. Bat other
wis* it i* * very foeiish and wicked habit
A Miss MoCanrr ws* married in Lou
isville, and the (burier-Joumaf* ae
c<>uiit of the event woi heeded, “Mated
in May." We supiswe that “Joined in
June'' and “Attaenad m August," will
Is* Uro fate of those who come later fa the
season Chuayv Tribune. May we
also suggest “Bpliocd in Heptam'b**,”
“Fosteuisi in February."—Afodern